<div class="floatleft">(http://i39.tinypic.com/33wsll2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>SO Leta "Bot" Charlaine Lister<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Junior Officers' Quarters<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1<br/><br/>"It wasn't my intention to speak about you with anyone in an unpro-professional manner," Leta said, her eyes widening with fear to lose the man sitting next to her. "I.. might have taken her too literally, yes. But did you not enjoy the way I touched you, Havuk?" She asked him, looking down at his groin before he reassured her, pulling her closer to himself. His strong arm felt comfortable and so did his hand, reaching for hers. Leta gently stroked his skin, looking at his hand and noticing how beautiful even his nails were to her, thinking to herself how odd she was. "I personally did. The sounds you were making were so... So..." Leta added, but hushed as she wanted to spend this "quality time" well, calming herself and listening to his words.<br/><br/>Leta sighed and placed a soft kiss on his earshell, waiting for him to finish his sentence and feeling his skin against hers. "If I had it "my way", I would have just discussed my day with you a bit, had dinner and had allowed you to bring me back here, sharing a kiss or two. I'm not smart enough to understand the art of flirting and I am trying my best, but it feels unnatural. I... I really never meant to cut our time together short. Every minute I spend with you is one I cherish," she said, and smiled at his remark to just let this go and to laugh about it. "I would love to spend some more time with you... You're such a lovely person..." Leta said, feeling how he gently leaned in and pushed her down on the bed, his lips finding hers again.<br/><br/>His scent was intoxicating Leta. She didn't want this moment to ever and and embraced him tightly, shivering with pleasure and comfort as his arms were wrapped tightly around her. And so they laid for a time, staring into each other's eyes, kissing each other and fondling each other's skin. It made her "float away on her pink cloud", as humans often described the purest of love. His body felt comfortable against hers, even though he towered over her big time. Pulling a hand through his dark hair and kissing his ear again, the most famous erogenous zone to Vulcans (and half-Vulcans) apart from their sex, and placed her other hand on his hips, his knee having slid in between her legs. Leta was fairly sure she could feel something growing inside of his trousers though, and moved her hand up and down, moving over to his upper leg and looking him deeply into his eyes. "Would now be a better time for me to touch you there, Havuk-kam?" She asked, her fingers walking towards his belt but waiting for his response. "I can't help but to think of my... fantasies being put to deeds. Do you want me to touch you? Would that make you a happy man?" She asked him again, her own hand instinctively moving to her own folds as they had wettened quite a bit. "If you'd want to, you could touch me in return. Examine me, I mean, as I have examined myself before."