Beautifully Mutted 2

Posted on Tue Sep 22nd, 2015 @ 7:06am by Chief Warrant Officer Jemner

1,158 words; about a 6 minute read

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[Shortly after shower]

Softtouch was dressed quickly and had offered to brush her hair; it was a socially accepted means of affection among his people to allow the sharing of grooming, he had spent hours with his friends ; the females ones, learning how to properly brush hair. It was almost a lost art among the humans; their females tend to compete equally with the males and therefore it seemed harder to be allowed to do the simple and very intimate habits of his race. To recline and help brush hair, or a long soak in a tub or even just to playfully 'scratch' another's itchy back all had meaning. To trust someone in this was to accept them as well.

It was not a usual request to have a man brush her hair, but Jemnar did not seem to be a 'typical' guy. It seemed rather indulgent to have him do so but it was so very enjoyable. Ever so gentle, even in getting rid of knots, to most humans this was not a common thing, a little too personal yet Jemnar made it fell like it was a pampering session and that Michelle deserved it. She didn't really care about how long it took her to get ready today, it all was just more time with Jemnar. Still being late would be a bad idea. She perked up, turning around once her hair was done to get a quick bite to eat before they had to head off. She didn't want him to be late for shift either.

Softtouch noted the time and started to reach for his PADD; it must have seemed like something was wrong as Michelle became more emotionally scattered; she thought he was checking the time? It was such a bother not to be able to speak as Humans do, he went to type his message and allow his Translator programmed voice to do the talking for him but she was ushering him about, worried he might be late?

She almost flew about her quarters, making sure she had her work PADDs, tidying up and downing some toast at the same time. She kept looking over her shoulder to see where Jemnar was. It almost felt too good; like the night was a dream and the shower too, a couple of times she pinched herself but sure enough there was Softtouch right there in the room. She pointed out the replicator and left him to his own devices. When it was coming a little too close and she knew both of them had to leave she linked her arm in his and headed for the door, her work bundle in hand. "Wouldn't want you to be late too."

Softtouch gave up and as she was taking him to the door; standing with the door open he turned and without warning placed a long kiss upon her; it was the best way he could think of to get her to stop moving and just enjoy the togetherness of the moment.

The kiss hit her and resounded in her heart, having it skip a beat on the spot. It was like her breath left her and a pure warmth surrounded her, entwined in the moment. As soon as the kiss parted all she wanted was to stay home and curl up with him. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him hoping he was going to be free after shift. "So we're meeting up tonight, right?" she cooed in his ear.

He gave her a bright smile as he nodded with a wink. Using the PADD to emphasise the salute he gave her another quick kiss; she had a very alluring taste to him. and started away from her quarters, glancing back as he walked away to give a last wink before turning a corner.

Michelle giggled at the salute and took in the kiss; quick soft and sweet. She watched him leave right down to the last wink as he turned the corner. She stepped back inside for a moment leaning up against the door frame; a smile was beaming on her face and her heart seemed to be very content and was doing it's best to let her know all about it. Some people could be so dark and cold and you could feel it off of them; Michelle was a lot more in touch with her own emotions and feeling that off others. Not exactly an empath but she was more aware than others would expect, easier to pick up on the subtleties when you know what they feel like for you. Jemnar felt like he could bring out a rainbow around her and make every last colour stand out.

Michelle slipped on her satchel bag, placed in her work PADDs and her sketch book with her charcoal tin. If she got the chance she wanted to start on a piece an image in her mind that she did not want to let escape. She kept on top of her work to a high degree so she would be able to spare a few minutes, so long as nobody else spotted her. Michelle stepped out and was on her way, sure making it on time would be tight but when she was feeling this good she didn't mind cutting it close when she knew that she would see Jemnar Softtouch again.

Softtouch was in the turbolift and knew he had a shower so it was a quick changing into his uniform and a slight bit of a forward tilt to add some haste to his paces as he made his way to the Sick Bay. He entered with more than his usual smile; yet he smiled much of the time when things were normal so it did not stand out as much.

'You look like you had a good night?' Newmark the ACMO signed to him.

'I met a beautiful young woman...' Softtouch returned in kind. 'Unlike most others she did not mind my ... being more intimate with her, she even allowed me to brush her hair. It is with my people said that deep connections can come quickly, is it so with humans?'

'Nhallia and I were deeply connected; or I am saying I was, but it took longer for me, I did not make a favorable first impression but she has such fire that I could not let her go despite it.' Newmark explained. 'Nhallia and I are unique.'

"Michelle...' He spell her name. 'is like that and she is very affectionate more so in her wanting to share music and intimate things it feels like to me.'

'You had great potential, enjoy it." Newmark signed. 'But we do have some preps for a rotation of annuals' He smiled.

'Of course Doc.' Softtouch nod and knew where he needed to start.

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CWO Jemnar Softtouch
Nurse

Michele Rogers
Communications Officer

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