06-15-2024, 04:47 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-15-2024, 04:51 AM by Damien Coleman.)
"Thanks, you scrub up well too," Aeryn had replied, and Damian was about to speak, when Beka couldn’t help but pipe up.
Easy bait, he chuckled to himself as she spoke, with Sydesh making a swing for some low hanging fruit. Which was exactly what Damian was hoping for. Boxing was one thing, but verbal sparring was another. The latter was something he hadn’t been practicing a lot of recently, especially since donning his third full pip. While a solid majority of the crew would give as good as they took, getting into a verbal dustup with Beka was akin to a bare knuckle boxing match. It was the best kind of practice.
“Whiskey is good,” Damian replied back instantly to Beka with an equally mischievous wink, “but lately I’ve been on a soju kick.”
There was only a cursory delay before he continued.
“But I guess that at least half of the scuttlebutt I’ve heard about you is true; your best and worst trait is ironically your mouth. Suppose Miller knows more about the former than I do.”
With that, Damian moved right on along toward the second subject of Beka’s jibe. It wasn’t any surprise that the rumor mill had spun up fast, and if the entire ship didn’t already know about Damian and Ju, then they would after the party was done. It wasn’t something that he planned on thinking about too much, as the gossip that might surround the pair of them would probably be harsh. Though, as Beka had already demonstrated, some of it would be directed very squarely toward him. If Coleman had any say, he’d prefer any such gossiping to be on his shoulders.
Having gone on a couple of dates in the short time since Ju had come aboard. They’d already been growing their previous friendship into something more. It wasn’t really any surprise to him. There was a solid foundation that they’d built up over time, an easy trust and a bond that was forged back when they first met on DS9. That was nurtured consistently even while they had been on separate ships, until the bottom fell out of the Perhelia debacle. Though they seemed to pick up right where they left off, and maybe made up for some lost time too. It had only been a couple of days, but those had been filled with shore leave sized moments for them both.
“Mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmmm,” Damian’s smile was wide and bright as he pulled alongside Ju.
“Girl, you are dazzling, as always.”
Damian’s flirtation was about Ju’s appearance as a whole, while also being specifically about the clear gems she was wearing, which sparkled in the mood lighting. Without any hesitation at all, Damian reached out to Ju, gently wrapping an arm around her as his palm reached her back. Then he pulled her in towards him, his other hand touching her chin and tilting it up towards him. Staring into Ju’s eyes for just a moment, Damian leaned down. As their faces neared, his hand cupped her face while his thumb softly brushed her cheek. Damian’s lips parted slightly as he placed a lingering kiss on hers, enjoying the sweet taste of the peach-flavored lip gloss. His lips then started pulling at hers, dragging along them in a slow, delicate motion. Breaking away, inches from her, Damian’s eyes reopened and took yet another moment to look into her eyes.
“Can I get you anything to drink?” his voice was low and rumbling.
“As you could probably already tell, I’m a little thirsty tonight.”
== tag Beka and Ju ==
Easy bait, he chuckled to himself as she spoke, with Sydesh making a swing for some low hanging fruit. Which was exactly what Damian was hoping for. Boxing was one thing, but verbal sparring was another. The latter was something he hadn’t been practicing a lot of recently, especially since donning his third full pip. While a solid majority of the crew would give as good as they took, getting into a verbal dustup with Beka was akin to a bare knuckle boxing match. It was the best kind of practice.
“Whiskey is good,” Damian replied back instantly to Beka with an equally mischievous wink, “but lately I’ve been on a soju kick.”
There was only a cursory delay before he continued.
“But I guess that at least half of the scuttlebutt I’ve heard about you is true; your best and worst trait is ironically your mouth. Suppose Miller knows more about the former than I do.”
With that, Damian moved right on along toward the second subject of Beka’s jibe. It wasn’t any surprise that the rumor mill had spun up fast, and if the entire ship didn’t already know about Damian and Ju, then they would after the party was done. It wasn’t something that he planned on thinking about too much, as the gossip that might surround the pair of them would probably be harsh. Though, as Beka had already demonstrated, some of it would be directed very squarely toward him. If Coleman had any say, he’d prefer any such gossiping to be on his shoulders.
Having gone on a couple of dates in the short time since Ju had come aboard. They’d already been growing their previous friendship into something more. It wasn’t really any surprise to him. There was a solid foundation that they’d built up over time, an easy trust and a bond that was forged back when they first met on DS9. That was nurtured consistently even while they had been on separate ships, until the bottom fell out of the Perhelia debacle. Though they seemed to pick up right where they left off, and maybe made up for some lost time too. It had only been a couple of days, but those had been filled with shore leave sized moments for them both.
“Mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmmm,” Damian’s smile was wide and bright as he pulled alongside Ju.
“Girl, you are dazzling, as always.”
Damian’s flirtation was about Ju’s appearance as a whole, while also being specifically about the clear gems she was wearing, which sparkled in the mood lighting. Without any hesitation at all, Damian reached out to Ju, gently wrapping an arm around her as his palm reached her back. Then he pulled her in towards him, his other hand touching her chin and tilting it up towards him. Staring into Ju’s eyes for just a moment, Damian leaned down. As their faces neared, his hand cupped her face while his thumb softly brushed her cheek. Damian’s lips parted slightly as he placed a lingering kiss on hers, enjoying the sweet taste of the peach-flavored lip gloss. His lips then started pulling at hers, dragging along them in a slow, delicate motion. Breaking away, inches from her, Damian’s eyes reopened and took yet another moment to look into her eyes.
“Can I get you anything to drink?” his voice was low and rumbling.
“As you could probably already tell, I’m a little thirsty tonight.”
== tag Beka and Ju ==