<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2f/Captain_Braxton_T._Early.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Braxton T. Early</span></strong></div></div><strong>Name</strong>: Braxton Early<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Captain<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Captain's cabin->bridge->Captain's cabin, The Line, deep space<br/><strong>Time:</strong>One day out from Shadow<br/><strong>With:</strong>Mya->Keri->Mya, closed<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>”Thank you, Mr. Early Sir!"</strong>  Mya said and stared up at him with a look that screamed <em>If you need it, take me</em>. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>And he sure needed her. So when Lance had said his piece, Braxton just<em>grabbed</em>the young doctor and dragged her to his cabin. They didn’t make it to his bunk. They didn’t even make it<em>inside</em>his cabin. When fumbling with the keypad became too troublesome for him, Braxton just pushed Mya up against the still-closed door and pulled up her dress. The panties underneath were already pushed to the side and her pussy was moist and inviting. Braxton didn’t need any further encouragement.<br/><br/>The rutt was hard and fast, his hips hammering the indentured doctor against the cabin door again and again until he came. His most pressing need spent for the moment, Braxton buttoned himself up again, while Mya was sliding down onto the floor. She couldn’t really steady herself and fell backwards into the room when the door finally opened with a hiss.<br/><br/><strong>”On the bed!”</strong>Braxton told her as he got out of his shirt.<strong>”Naked!”</strong><br/><br/>Mya complied, quickly stripping out of her faded core-style silk dress and even spreading her legs for him, fully expecting him to finish what he had started. But to the girl’s surprise, the Captain did not follow her to bed. Instead, he applied some deodorant and changed into a fresh shirt and pants.<strong>”I will be back in a moment.</strong>” he announced and turned to the door. Mya shot him a look that was a mixture of need and<em>disbelief</em>.<br/><br/>In an afterthought, Braxton returned to the bed, reached into his nightstand and took out a pair of handcuffs. He roughly seized the doctor’s flailing hands and cuffed her to the headboard.<strong>”So you don’t continue without me."</strong>He told her and took out some duct tape.<strong>"But we don’t want you to get bored, either, now do we?”</strong>He ripped off a piece of tape and fixated the silver vibrator he had confiscated from Mya to her crotch.<strong>”Be good!”</strong>he told her and set the vibe to ‘low’. When he was done preparing Mya for his return, Braxton washed his hands and then left for good.<br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>”Permission to come onto the bridge?”</strong>Braxton asked politely but didn’t wait for Keri to reply. The woman sure loved the ship – which was usually a good trait in a pilot – but sometimes he wondered if she didn’t love it<em>a little bit too much</em>. He had tolerated the books and charts, eventually even the sofa, but there had to be limits. Keri might not like it, but this was<em>the bridge</em>and not her private den.<br/><br/><strong>”I…uh…I brought you stew. Sue stew. You kinda left the table in a hurry.”</strong>He finally said and held the dish in her direction like a male spider offering a captured bug to the female, hoping not to get eaten.<strong>”I guess I made a bit of an ass out of myself today.”</strong>He finally admitted. There. Apology done.<strong>”But the next time you call me out all righteous and stuff, I must ask you to do it in <em>private</em>. Nerves were tense. What you said didn’t really calm the situation and things got even more heated when you left. Long story short, I almost had to shoot the man who made the soup. Things are good now, I think. I hope. But we are all trapped in this cramped piece of metal hurtling through the black. And no one has a hidey hole away from it all. Just saying. Better be careful when you rock the boat next time. I sure will.<br/><br/>Enjoy the stew. I, gotta run. I still have something…uh…on the fire. Take care of her, Keri.”</strong>Braxton pointed at the consoles, meaning the ship.<strong>”I will take my watch in seven.”</strong><br/>