Dinner

Posted on Tue Aug 6th, 2019 @ 11:44am by Lieutenant Commander Magnus Grey & Lieutenant Shri Thais

4,080 words; about a 20 minute read

Mission: Mission 7 - Aenerth for an Earth
Location: Shri's Quarters
Timeline: 2296/02/18 - 1830

Magnus had been looking forward to tonight ever since Shri has suggested it. He loved a good meal, one of the reasons he befriended so many restauranteurs while on Spacedock. When Shri offered to cook for him during their first date, he wondered what he had done to deserve his chance with such a great woman.

Dressed in a white button-down shirt, black pants, and a black jacket that completed the outfit, he walked the corridors of the America toward Shri's cabin. He took a deep breath, unsure why he was so nervous about their second date, given how well the first one had gone, and chimed her door.

Glancing over at the chime, Shri realized she'd lost all track of what time it was and hadn't even gotten dressed. She'd wanted this meal to be just right. Sighing as she got the last part out onto the table, she went to the door but obviously didn't look ready.

"Magnus, you're...right on time." She looked down at her outfit, "Dinner is ready, but I'm not. You're welcome to come in though."

Magnus gave her a smile as he stepped into her quarters. “That’s fine. Thank you for inviting me. Next time I’ll be fashionably late.” He gave her a wink as he looked around the room, seeing the food on the table. “Is there anything I can do to help while you get ready?”

"Hmm? No, um, food is all but ready, some is cooling." Shri was obviously flustered. She'd wanted this to start out perfect and it was far from that. "Make yourself comfortable and get a drink if you want? I'll be back in a moment." She snuck off to her bedroom, realizing she wouldn't have near the amount of time she'd planned on to get ready.

Magnus approached the counter of her kitchen area and found a bottle of red wine on the counter. He opened it and poured two glasses, waiting for Shri to get ready. He could be patient. She was worth his patience. So he took a sip of his wine and stood by the table, looking around her quarters.

Shri very quickly managed to get a shower and just brushed her hair out so it laid flat but was still wet. She then slipped into the outfit she originally planned for the night: a skin hugging turquoise dress that sat off her shoulders. Given the fact that he was already there, she decided to forgo the heels and stepped out of the bedroom, seeing him looking around her quarters. "Sorry I wasn't ready when you got here, Magnus."

“Not a problem,” Magnus said with a smile. “I can tell how busy you were. We all sometimes lose track of time, or don’t realize how long something takes sometimes.” He passed her a glass of wine and as he handed it to her, kissed her lightly on the cheek. “You look fantastic, Shri. That dress...my goodness.” He stared at her a moment as he pulled away from the kiss, a look of hunger in his eyes.

Taking the glass of wine, Shri felt her face flush and realized it likely clashed a little with the color of her dress. She caught the look in his eyes, "It's nothing special, just..wanted to look nice for you."

"Mission accomplished," he replied. "Now, this all looks and smells delicious. Can you tell me a bit about it?" He pulled a chair out for Shri.

Taking the seat and kissing his cheek, she shrugged slightly, "Grilled chicken with pasta, your choice of sauces between marinara or alfredo. Garlic bread, and a surprise dessert."

"Mmmmm!" Magnus said as he took his seat across from her. "Can I tell you something? I have a serious weakness for alfredo sauce. Cream, garlic, parmesan. It's too good. I can't wait to try yours." He cut out a portion of chicken and pasta, about a quarter overall, and moved it a bit away from the rest. "I can't not try your marinara though. You obviously put effort into this." He ladled some of each of the sauces onto his plate, but before eating, lifted his wine glass. "Last time we had dinner, we toasted budding relationships, wherever they might take us. It's hard to say where this one will take us, but so far it hasn't steered us wrong. To taking the next step on the adventure."

"Weakness for alfredo sauce? Well, mine is not all that special, but I do hope that you like it." She served herself some of the food as well, and got some of both sauces. When she saw him raise up his glass, she reached for her own as smiled as she listened. "Here I thought a second date was the next adventure." She smirked and raised her own glass to his, "To taking the next step on the adventure."

Magnus sipped his wine and thought about what she’d said. “It’s a good question. Is this date the next adventure? Or is it one long adventure with many steps?” He took a bite of some chicken and noodles in Alfredo and closed his eyes as he savoured it. “One way or the other, I’m looking forward to more. This is absolutely fantastic.” His second bite was of the marinara. “Mmm! I think you’re better at this than you let on!”

Flushing again, Shri looked down at her food, digging in herself. She hadn't even tested her own food earlier, but was surprised herself. "You're the first I've really let taste test any of it, Magnus."

"I'm flattered you allowed me into this part of your life, Shri!" Magnus said with another smile. "So, have you done anything interesting with your new equipment, now that we're underway?"

"I can't think of anyone else I'd rather have taste test my food." She said as she took another bite and a sip of the wine, thinking of an answer to his question as she did so. "A few compatibility issues we just got sorted, mixing old and new equipment is never fun. But, we got that figured out and right now we are just testing them out. Getting underway took priority."

Magnus nodded as he took another sip from his wine glass. “That’s good. I thought there might be issues, but I knew you’d get them sorted.” He ate another bite of his pasta. “So you mentioned during our last dinner that you were raised on Earth after age seven. Whereabouts? I’m normally good with accents, but your traces of Vulcan are messing with my ear.”

Shri smirked, "That might be why it is throwing you off. My father didn't keep me in just one place on Earth for very long after we got here. So I don't think I ever picked up one specific Earth accent."

“Oh?” Magnus asked as he speared more chicken with his fork and gathered some pasta. “Whereabouts? I took the opportunity to travel around Earth, but didn’t live there until the Academy.”

"Wherever my father decided. I think honestly I picked up the one at the Academy most, as that's where I spent the longest amount of time. I was even there during the summer time. So..California mixed with Vulcan?" She shrugged.

Magnus nodded. “There it is. There’s little bits of other places, like you said, but behind it is California. Your voice reminds me of children of diplomats, actually. It’s quite beautiful. What did your father do that had you moving everywhere?”

“Random jobs here and there. I think after my mother died, he couldn’t settle. Maybe a year or two staying in one place,” she sighed, “But not much longer. He didn’t even stay in California when I was at the Academy.”

Magnus nodded. “My upbringing was rather the opposite. My entire life was spent in one place before Starfleet. We rarely left our home city on Proxima, let alone the planet, except for vacations. I had never even been to Earth until I enrolled in the Academy. Now, long term I want to settle somewhere, but not stay there, you know?” He finished the last bite of pasta, savouring the delicious Alfredo thereon. “Mmmmmmmmm.”

Shri finished off her own, mixing the two sauces in the last bite. "I think someone likes what I made," she said, still flushing a little. "That expression tells me that. Good to know I can at least pull off dinner for you."

I wonder what else you can pull off for me, he couldn’t help but think, but chastised himself for being crude. “Someone likes more than just to what you made, Shri,” Magnus admitted. He used his garlic bread to gather as much of the remaining sauce as he could. “I’m enjoying my time with you. More than I have with anyone else for a while.”

Biting her lip and looking down at her food, she was already stirring the remainder of her sauce around with her garlic bread. "Um..thanks. Hell, why am I all nervous all of a sudden?" She shook her head, finally looking back to him. "I'm enjoying my time with you as well. I...I'll admit I get butterflies when I think about it."

“I think I know why you get nervous. Get butterflies.” He leaned in across the table and spoke in a hushed tone. “I think it’s because you like me.” He gave her a wink.

"I um..." Shri felt her face flush again, "Didn't um..last time give that away?" she said, stumbling through the words a little.

Magnus smiled. “That it did, but it’s good to be vocal about your feelings. My father was a poet and taught me much about making sure that the woman I like knows that I like her.” He reached a hand across the table and put it over one of Shri’s. “And I do. Give me time and I’ll find the words that make clear how much.”

Looking between their hands and then finally back up to Magnus, she realized she didn't care if she was blushing anymore. "You are right, though, Magnus. About my liking you? Because I do..a lot."

Keeping his hand on hers, Magnus stood and walked around the table, bent down, leaned in close, and placed his lips on Shri’s. Gently at first, then he pushed harder into the kiss. His hand slowly moved up her arm and to her cheek, while the other he placed on her thigh. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. “You said something about dessert?” he asked.

Shri was caught off guard by the kiss but her hand met his against her cheek. Once he pulled back, she gazed back into his eyes. "I did, though...I'm enjoying this...the dessert isn't quite this sweet."

“Well as long as the dessert won’t go back in the next hour,” Magnus said before lightly kissing her again, “or two,” he added with a smile and another kiss, “then we can always come back to it.” The hand on her thigh slowly moved its way up and under the hem of her dress.

"It won't," she whispered as her arms wrapped themselves around him. "It can wait as long as we need it too,"

Her arms around him, Magnus stood and pulled her up to him. Though she was taller, he had no problem running the hand that had been on her cheek around to the back of her head. He ran his fingers through her hair and pulled her down to him for another deep kiss.

Not resisting the kiss, Shri smiled underneath it. This was far sweeter than her dessert, and much more enjoyable. Letting her hands shift their positions, she slowly started to undo the buttons down the front of his shirt, not rushing through anything.

He wasn’t going to rush anything either. Their first night was frantic, the two of them practically clawing each other’s clothes off. Tonight he was going to enjoy himself in a much more thoughtful way. He would enjoy the moment, and in this moment the beautiful Shri was methodically unbuttoning his shirt, and hopefully more shortly. Her dress would soon find its way to the floor, but it wasn’t time for that yet.

With the buttons undone, she let her hands push the shirt over his shoulders, pulling away from the kiss slowly. “We have all night...don’t we,” she whispered.

"All night," he agreed, his lips barely apart from hers. "All night to spend in your company. Keeping each other warm and feeling fantastic." He gently took her hands in his and moved them back up his arms, over his chest and abdomen, and down to the buckle of his belt.

Shri didn't say another word, but knew what he was doing when he was moving her hands. She slowly returned to the kiss from before and began to undo the buckle that was on his belt.

The most beautiful woman on the ship was working on undressing him. Magnus was letting her. Her hands on his pants made him burn ever hotter. Once his belt was undone, part of him wanted to just bend her over, hike her dress up, and have his way with her. But he knew this would be a more enjoyable night if he went with the flow and let her continue. As his tongue intertwined with hers, his pants came fully open. He held her hands on the waistband of his pants and boxers.

Locked into a passionate embrace with Magnus, she found her mind swimming. They did have all night, but her desires were starting to take over. In order to slow herself down, she backed up and started to move them towards the bed. But her lips never left his and her hands never left their place along his waistband. She was practically pulling him from that same place, tongue finally interlocking with his.

He let himself be pulled toward the bed, led by her mouth locked onto his and her hands at his waistband. His eyes were closed and he ran his hands along her waist and hips, playing with the hem of her dress and slowly working it higher. But he did so very meticulously, because while her clothes would come off in due course, he would make sure of it, for now he wanted her to focus on him.

When they reached the edge of the bed, he held her hips tightly and pulled her down to a sitting position, keeping his tongue and hers in their dance.

Pulling back from the kiss for air as she sat on the bed. "Magnus," she finally whispered, "I don't know if I can keep this slow pace up much longer..."

Magnus ran his hands up her waist, along her arms, and stopped at her hands, which still grasped his pants. He held her hands tightly and used them to pull his pants and boxers down to his ankles. Slipping out of his shoes and stepping out of his clothes, he stood naked before her, his eyes still on hers. “Do what you need to do, Shri. I’ll support your decision.” He smiled and winked at her as he stood to his full height in front of her.

"That doesn't help," Shri said as she took hold of his hands and pulled him down next to her on the bed. "But maybe," she whispered, starting to slip out of her dress, "We can keep up the slow pace after all."

Magnus put his hands on Shri's shoulders and gently helped lower the dress over her arms. He smiled at the slight effort it took to slide the tight dress off of her chest, down her waist, off her hips, and off her legs. He casually tossed the dress aside. "Mmm, Shri, I think you were in a hurry. You seemed to have forgotten to wear anything under your dress." He slid a hand up her thigh and returned his lips to just above hers. "Not that I'm complaining," he added before kissing her again.

Blushing but not caring, she didn't dare mention that she'd done that on purpose as she laid herself back on the bed. "I would hope not," she whispered into his ear before being overcome by the kiss again.

Magnus followed her as she lay down, climbing onto her, lips locked. Their excitement on clear display, they both knew what the other wanted. He moved off her lips and kissed her neck, stopping short of drawing blood with his embrace. His right hand slid down to her thigh, touching her ass and trying to pull her leg where he wanted it.

Every desire was taking over and Shri ran her nails down along Magnus' back. She put her neck back to give him better access to it. Her eyes rolled back slightly as she melted against him, molding to wherever he moved her.

He returned his lips to hers as he got her legs to wrap around his waist. Though their date began a while earlier, their night was just beginning....

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Shri shifted in the bed and curled herself up against Magnus, looking up at him through somewhat sleepy eyes. She let her eyes glance over to where she had an old fashioned clock and realized it was morning. She tried to not wake him, hoping to just lay there comfortable for a little while.

Magnus stirred just a few minutes later, waking to find that his current situation wasn’t just a pleasant dream. He saw her eyes were open, if still tired. “Good morning.”

"Good morning. I was trying not to wake you," she said softly as she kissed his cheek. "Sleep well?"

Magnus smiled at the kiss. “It’s strange. In my own bed, by myself, I get the worst sleep. I can’t turn my brain off. I can’t get comfortable. But with you...last night and the other night were among the best night sleeps I’ve had in months.”

Shri smirked, "Honestly? It has been the same for me. I can't quite explain it."

“I can,” he said with a grin on his face. “I like you. You like me. We’re more comfortable around each other than we are when we’re alone.” He gently brushed his lips on hers. “Sleeping next to someone you like. Much better than anything Iona could prescribe.”

"Mmm, I like that explanation. I don't think Iona could give me anything to make me sleep as well as I do with you, at any point." She curled up into his arms after returning the gentle kiss. "And I don't think I want to get up either."

“Well, it is early,” Magnus said. “We don’t need to be anywhere for at least two hours. We can lie here longer.”

Shri grinned and ran a hand up through his hair, "Is it really that early? Maybe we should just lay here then."

Magnus smiled as she ran her hands through his hair. It always felt nice. When was the last time he enjoyed just lying comfortably next to someone? Neither wanting to cool down, nor have a shower, nor promptly jump them for the next round (not that he was opposed to that!) Just comfortable with her body against his.

His comfort was slightly disrupted by his body's physical reaction that her body on his, her hands on his scalp, prompted.

"You know, if you're going to react like that," she said as she kissed along his jawline, hand still in his hair, "I might just keep my hand in this hair of yours."

“You seem to know exactly where to touch me,” Magnus said, “and where to kiss me.” He ran his hands along her silky smooth skin, one hand on her back, applying gentle pressure to her spine, the other running up her arm, to the back of her head, and running fingers through her hair, firmly but without gripping.

Grinning, she continued the kisses and slowly moved up to his ear. "Not quite sure how," she whispered into his ear, a shiver going down her own spine at his touch.

“I’m not sure how either,” Magnus said, “but I’m willing to continue what we’re doing to find out. So please keep kissing me. Don’t stop.”

Not saying another word, Shri continued the kissing, moving down to his neck, giving a gentle nibble. She was glad they had woken up early, all the more fun.

Magnus had noted the shiver as he touched her, so he continued to apply pressure to her back. The other moved out of her hair and along her arm to her hand. He took her hand in his and brought it to his mouth, gently kissing and sucking her fingertips as she kissed and bit his neck.

A smile crossed Shri's face as he started to suck on her fingers. "You're going to make it awful hard to get out of this bed, Magnus," she whispered as she nibbled on his ear again.

"Maybe that's what I'm going for," Magnus said. He closed his eyes. His back arched at the tingling sensations from the warmth and moisture of her mouth on his ear. "Think of it as a science experiment. Just how much pleasure can Magnus Grey take before he just can't take it anymore?"

"A challenge and an experiment," she whispered questioningly before continuing on his neck. "I do enjoy a challenge. Experimenting just adds to the fun." She let a stray finger run down his checks, grinning underneath the kisses.

"I think I'm going to enjoy challenging you," Magnus whispered back as he continued to kiss her hand. "It's important to stay challenged. Keep you on your toes. Or off them, as it were."

"If we weren't both senior officers...I'd say we take the day off..." It was becoming harder and harder for Shri to hold back, as she started to nibble where she was originally kissing.

"I'm thinking that after this Aenerth mission, we do take a day off," Magnus said, his eyes closed as she nibbled him. "Or two. Or three. Surely the ship doesn't need an XO and Chief Science Officer, right?"

She pulled back a little and ran a finger along his chest, "Won't they seem it odd, us taking the same time off though? Not that I care..."

"It might seem odd," Magnus agreed, "but it won't take long for the Ticker Tape to figure out what we've been up to. And frankly, I like spending time with you, and I don't care either if the crew finds out."

Magnus shocked himself with what he'd said. Not what he'd said but how he'd set it. It was meant to be light, but it came out with gravitas. He liked Shri more than he originally even thought. And somehow that fueled not only romantic feelings but also a new, stronger lust for her.

"Shri," he said after a pause, a wide grin forming on his face, "you need to resume your kisses." He ran his fingers through her hair and started to apply a bit of pressure, gently pushing her further down his body.

"I don't care about the Ticker Tape," Shri said as she went back to the kisses along his neck and jawline before realizing what he was doing. A mischievous grin crossed her face and she didn't say another word, letting her kisses linger down along his shoulders and to his chest.

Magnus breathed deeply as he pushed her head lower. “It’s like I said earlier. You have a science experiment to perform. How much pleasure can you give Magnus Grey?”

Smirking, she caught onto what he was doing slid herself down further. "Wonder how many results I can come up with..."

Magnus moaned and kept his fingers entwined in her hair. “Like any good experiment, you need to repeat it a lot for consistent results, right? I’ll just need to come find you sometimes and have you do this again. And again and again.”

Shri didn't say a word, but started to let her mouth and tongue do the talking...

 

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