Before Meeting the Miners

Posted on Sat Feb 22nd, 2020 @ 12:08am by Lieutenant JG Tomer Chaim & Lieutenant JG Kara Quinn-Chaim

1,507 words; about a 8 minute read

Mission: Mission 3: Diplomacy, what’s that?
Location: Luna

When the next day came, a message was waiting for Commander Foster. It was from Ziq Chura. "Please excuse me, Commander Foster. I have fallen ill. I will have to entrust you to lead the mission to meet with the miners. I do not believe that it will be difficult but it will be good diplomatic experience for you. Please take care of Lieutenant Chaim.”

Kara had been up early mainly thanks to the fact that the baby was making it uncomfortable to stay in bed any longer. She had showered and gotten herself some breakfast and had gone to sit back on the bed, waiting for Tomer to wake up. “Good morning” She smiled. “I gave up trying to sleep! A certain someone here...” She rested her hand on her stomach. “Decided to wake up early.”

Tomer laughed at his wife, as he woke. Unlike her, he was well rested. Then again, it helped to have the ability to sleep like the dead until something unusual happened and by now, his wife's stomach kicking her and occasionally him was anything but unusual. "Our Captain's a night owl, then? I suppose that would be very helpful in space." He got out of bed, his unabashed nakedness showing for his wife. "I suppose that I should get ready for our jaunt to Luna, then, right?"

"Mmm" Kara smiled a wry smile as she looked at his naked body. She loved to see Tomer naked. "I just wish we could spend the whole day cuddled up in bed together." She grinned and shook her head. "Sorry I'm getting too hormonal for my own good!!"

"I do not see why you see this as a problem," Tomer told Kara, approaching her to give her a better view. "The only issue from where I stand may be the timing. Otherwise, I could never get enough of you." He gave Kara an impish smile. "Besides, as I understand things, we may have to take several weeks off when the little one is born. We should savor these moments."

"Indeed" Kara grinned. "I want to savour every moment I get with you before I'm too tired and worn out to do so!" She reached out a hand and gently trailed it across his chest. "I love you more and more with every day we're together, you know!"

"You do?" Tomer asked innocently. "How is that possible when I love you more than anyone else in this universe?" His impish grin grew. "You're just too perfect."

"That's because you make me so!" She motioned for him to lean down for a kiss. "Come down here and give your wife a romantic kiss!"

Tomer heard his wife and obeyed happily. After a few moments he broke away and said, "I hate to break away but if I don't, we are both going to be in trouble with the Commander. Not the best first impression."

"Then we'd best get ready." She gently moved to get up, teasingly removing her nightwear in front of him before grabbing her maternity sized uniform and putting it on. "Just you wait until we get back!"

"It will be rather difficult," Tomer responded and Kara could see proof as he turned towards the shower that waiting would indeed be difficult on him.

Kara watched him go before forgetting about getting dressed and instead followed him. She smiled as she stepped into the bathroom with him. "Perhaps I can help you shower?" She grinned as she ran her hands over his chest.

Tomer bit his bottom lip and knowing he could not resist replied, "I know you can."

"I promise nothing more than a nice...wash..." She smiled as she pulled him to her for a romantic kiss. "We can't...be late!"

Gulping in an anticipation, Tomer replied, "No, we mustn't be...late." He paused and said, "I'll just be going into the shower now, shall I?"

“Hmmm I guess so!” She grinned as she ran her fingers teasingly over his body and started to walk away. “I’ll...see you when you’re done.” She was actually hoping he’d pull her back but she knew they were tight on time.

"Oh, for God's sake!" Tomer exclaimed as he grabbed his wife's hand. "Get in here with me and help clean me. I don't want to do this alone." He kissed her fiercely, knowing that he could burst at any moment.

"You don't have to ask twice!" Kara returned his kiss with passion pulling him with her into the shower. She didn't stop until her back hit the cold wall, she moved forward until her stomach pressed against him with a surprised yelp. "Whoa that was cold!"

Tomer laughed. "Ah, but the effect it has on you is so desirable," he replied as he observed the effect on Kara's nipples.

Kara grinned as the noticed where her husband’s gaze was going. “Indeed.” She turned her back to his chest and leant back against him. “The downside of having this...” she guided his hands over her baby bump. “Is it makes fun like this more complicated. Although it does make these...” She guided his hands up to her chest, “bigger.”

"Definitely a plus," he told her with a grin as his breathing quickened. "However, you're beautiful, big or small. Tummy or breasts. You're my besherta."

Kara smiled as she turned herself around to look at Tomer. “And you are my Imzadi.” She picked up the shower gel and gently squeezed some onto his chest and started rubbing it in. Letting her hands freely run along his skin. “Best get on with your shower or we’ll be late.”

"Oh yes, do get on with it," Tomer told Kara, as he lathered his hair.

"Hmmm my pleasure!" She grinned as her hands worked his chest and slowly traced lower. Running her hands over his lower body she bit her lip as she enjoyed herself. "Are you enjoying this?"

"Do fish...uh...mmm..." he tried to talk between pleasured breaths. "Swim?" he finally uttered. "Oh, God...."

Kara smiled as she moved around to his back to finish off his wash. "I take it you're enjoying this then Imzadi?" She grinned.

"Uhhhh...huuuhhh...huuuhh...Yeah," is all that Tomer could utter.

"There you go, all done!" Kara smiled as she finished off his wash running the soap off her hands. "I'll go and dry off and leave you to it." She let her hands wander one more time before turning to leave the shower.

"You naughty girl, you...." Tomer told Kara, smiling. "How much time left?"

Kara gazed across to the chronometer on the wall. "We still have thirty minutes yet!" She smiled teasingly before almost tripping over a towel test had slid onto the floor outside the edge of the shower. Landing on her hands and knees.

Like a shot, Tomer was out of shower. He immediately embraced his wife from behind and then asked her in a most worried voice. "Are you OK? Do we need to go to the doctor? I don't see blood. That's something."

"I'm fine." Her usual playful smile had disappeared as she sat down and rested her back against him. "I just...scared myself to death that's all." She looked up at him the fear evident in her eyes. "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to dismiss your concerns about my wellbeing the way I did." She rested her head against his chest. "I...I didn't stop to think how big a risk I really am like this."

"You're definitely a bit out of your normal proportions," Tomer replied relieved. He then sighed. "We just need to be careful. We've got to make sure that our Captain in there gets the best shot at becoming an Admiral if he wants." He laughed at that. "On second thought, if you hurt him, he'd most likely have brain damage enough to be an Admiral!"

Kara grinned. "Would you help me up?" She held out a shaking hand for him to take. "I'm going to be a bag of nerves for a bit now, maybe I should pop by Sickbay just to put my mind at rest?"

"If you think so," Tomer added unhelpfully, torn between getting to the shuttle for the mission and his wife's safety. Split loyalties was not something that he ever expected to encounter.

"No, it's alright" She smiled. "Our son has just reminded me that he's alright!" She placed her hand on her stomach. Taking his hand she placed it where he could feel their son busily kicking his mother. "See what I mean?"

"I think this means that he won't take anything laying down," he told Kara with a chuckle.

Kara grinned. "Let's get ready for the away mission, I feel okay apart from stupid for slipping on the towel in the first place! Let's not be late."

"As you wish, Tomer," told Kara with a secret smile. He hurried to get dressed and when completed, walked his wife with purpose to meet Foster.

 

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