Valentine's Day!! Just after 1400hrs... Quarters...

[mal_reed]

::arrives back in Quarters... Kids are now with Chef, planning a night sleeping under the stars in the observation deck.. a night for them away, night and day.. mini camping adventure

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[jonathan_archer]

::stretches, exaggerating the motions, yawning... ::

Aaawwwwwmmmm... dunno...

::keeps facing Mal but turns head, looking over everything on the desk::

Good book... quiet is good for that... ::shrugs, fighting a smile:: Or a nap.

Or... light a candle, some meditation, T'Pol seems to think that's worth some time alone...

[mal_reed]

::wrinkles nose:: I did that yesterday though.. not too tired...

Just finished a book.. don't want to start a new one yet.

Any other suggestions?

::looks down at self, trousers and top, simple outfit today...::

::reaches down and takes off top, letting it drop to floor beside self, slipping out of hand::

::takes steps away from the door, closer to Jon, moving to about a foot away from him::

I think there was mention a while ago of dancing.. but then again.. maybe a book is a good idea..

[jonathan_archer]

::smiles, looking to the side::

That was a while ago, hm... but you seem to have a very good memory, love...

::turns head again, tilting, eyes looking Mal over::

::furrows brow, reaching out a hand, tracing his bicep::

Are we talking about dancing or... dancing...?

[mal_reed]

::hand goes to Jon's hip as moves a few inches closer::

I didn't know there were two types of dancing.. unless you're meaning.. dancing or... sex.

[mal_reed]

::smiles:: Tempting...

::moves in close again to Jon's lips, touching own to his lightly, then pulls back before completing anything::

I do have more patience than you, but now would be good... I'm rather curious...

::runs hand back down over Jon's chest again, palm digging in over the material of his clothing::

One condition.. you take some clothes off, I want to feel you..

[jonathan_archer]

::lets out a breath... partway watching Mal's hand but feeling it all::

No argument from me.

::pulls back just enough to reach down to shirt hem, tugging up between them, feeling the fabric catch just a moment on back, then slide up and off head and arms::

::holds out a moment, releasing in a drop, then returns arms where they were, almost, one to waist and other traversing Mal's chest, watching::

You still feel good...

[mal_reed]

::returns hand to Jon's chest, fingers getting caught in his chest hair as the palm of hand moves swiftly over his skin::

'Still'...? What.. after all these years...?

You're the one getting old, not me.

::smirks, leaning down to kiss below Jon's shoulder and round::

[jonathan_archer]

::stretches neck in reaction... likes that Mal likes Jon's chest... drops voice to a sultry level::

'Still'... as in... 'since the last time I was able to run my hands all over your bare chest...'

::tangles other hand in Mal's hair::

... which isn't often enough...

::nuzzles forward, taking in his scent::

You, uh... let me know when you've got enough 'feeling'... until then, I'll just enjoy things...

::smiles::

[jonathan_archer]

... happy... valemph--

::threads fingers into Mal's hair, holding behind his head as leans into the kiss, other arm snaking around his waist, pulling him in further, attention focused on the feel of Mal's hard cock against Jon's stomach and upper groin... own pants preventing feeling much of the heat and length of his erection::

::has relished the sensations of Mal pushing into Jon, the reactions it elicited... wants more of those reactions, wants to mirror them::

::pulls him down on top of self as lowers them both to the bed, stretched out on own back, feet still on floor, Mal's weight more of a surrounding than any kind of burden, tongues dancing against each other as Mal steers things for a moment... skin on skin feeling so intimate

[mal_reed]

::smiles, hand snaking down to the material of Jon's trousers... and pulling them back up a little::

::nips lightly at Jon's mouth, slowing this down a bit::

Slowly...

Besides.. I like this.

::continues to lightly nip against Jon's mouth, kissing round his lips carefully::

Me naked... you still.. 'partially' dressed...

::slides a little further down Jon's body again, able to bring their groins closer together as moves lips down Jon's cheek, into his neck, heading in a small circle towards his ear::

Makes me feel... almost... ::rolls hips into Jon:: ... wanton.

::smiles, mouth descending on Jon's ear, taking the lobe between teeth and tugging lightly, tongue darting out against him before letting go and returning to hover over Jon's face::

And it makes you even more desperate for my touch...

[jonathan_archer]

...that's not a stretch though...

::eyes roll lightly as blinks, letting out a small, sharp exhale... mouth open, eyes dart over Mal's face::

I always want that, lover.

::squirms under Mal, can clearly feel his hardness grazing against own cock, pushes back, inside gut trembling... leans up to catch his mouth, can't quite reach::

::shifts hands down, hooking thumbs under Mal's hips, between them, can barely feel his groin... other fingers gripping down over his ass, as far as can reach::

::closes eyes briefly, then ticks head lightly as opens them again, smirking a little::

'Wanton' eh... how...? I'd like to see that... ::catches a groan as pushes up into Mal again, swallows:: I already feel it...

[mal_reed]

::smiles, nose close to Jon's, speaking quietly:: There's a... vulnerability to it.. I'm on full display to you... you're not to me...

::shrugs a little::

But if I went fully into some sort of.. wanton display, I'd feel silly..

bends head down into Jon's shoulder so that the full length of their bodies touch, one hand moving down Jon's side, catching against his hot skin places, and feels way to where their groins meet, own naked, Jon's clothed, half a hand on each, breathes out a soft content moan at the feel::

[mal_reed]

::lies still.. Jon's hand feeling heavy on stomach, low on stomach, but could bet it still moved up and down with own breath despite being so low..::

::turns head a little into Jon, arm still thrown back from bracing self in the way though, legs still wide apart, can't close them, not yet...::

;:back.. a little sore in places... shoulders sore too from pushing into the bed, but none of the little aches making a difference to how feels right now... sated, happy, tired out::

::uses elbow and knee, pulling self over with a groan and flopping down onto stomach, in same position on the bed, throwing a leg over Jon's, still wanting to keep them apart, pillow underneath stomach not moved, maybe wasn't a good idea to keep it there, come being wiped onto it as turned::

::sighs in place, shifts a little to get comfortable, bringing arms underneath self, almost in a hug::

::quietly, voice a little hoarse, rough::

Jon..?

Love you... I feel really good...

::smiles:: I managed it because of you..::brings arm back out from under self and

[jonathan_archer]

::opens the one eye not pressed into the pillow, open-mouthed smile emerging through quieting breath::

::wipes hand on bedclothes, just doesn't give a damn, not these next couple of days... snuck aside an extra change of sheets just in case, heh... flops same hand on Mal's back, falling down his slope::

::snickers a little::

Good thing we've got twenty-four hours then... twenty-three...

::swallows to whet mouth, followed by a deep, very very satisfied sigh::

... so glad everything... 'worked'... love you too...

::clears throat lightly, shifting head on pillow to see Mal with both eyes, still smiling... ::

[mal_reed]

::banks of fingers caress down Jon's arm lightly::

::sniffs, takes in Jon's smile and laughs a little::

You know.. with that kind of smile on your face, you look like you just had really good sex..

I really hope I'm right about that, because it was damn good for me.

[jonathan_archer]

Ohhhhhoho...

::stretches a little, digging other arm underneath the pillows::

'Good'... heh, that doesn't quite cover it...

::revisits the last few minutes in head, closing eyes briefly::

... fucking fantastic, is what it was... ::bunches pillow under head:: Is it just me, or was that... incredible...? I mean, really... it's good, great, even... always great. But this... ::lowers voice to a true whisper::

Something was different. To me.

[mal_reed]

::smirks, putting the pillow to the side of them and own arms cover over Jon's::

::has to lean slightly to the side to turn head back as if to see Jon, though can't at this angle::

Best offer I've had all day..

::closes eyes for a moment as one hand traces backwards over Jon's arm as far as can reach, then has to switch angle of arm as opens eyes, hand going back over own shoulder to touch against Jon's neck and hair::

Hmmmm, you feel good. Look good, too.. would be why I made the rule for today..

[jonathan_archer]

::drops more kisses along his neck, down to shoulder, turning head to catch lips against his wrist and arm, then back, slowly making way toward his ear::

::pauses::

Who made you boss? Not that I'm complaining, mind you... just the whole 'Jon stays naked' thing seems a little out of balance.

::chuckles into another set of kisses, adjusting position to press closer to Mal's back, being mindful of his soreness::

::runs hands idly over his chest, spreading fingers to feel everything along the path is able to::

[mal_reed]

Well, I'm all for fairness...

::hand still stays on top of Jon's as he explores over chest, clutched lightly to his wrist, doing some moving of own, shifting hold to caress over the back of his hand::

I'll be 'boss' for the rest of Valentines... you be 'boss' for your birthday.. seems fair to me..

Hmmmm.. ::laughs a little into moan::

If you're trying to get me going again.. it's working.. you feel so good..

[jonathan_archer]

::brushes lips along Mal's hairline, moving to other side of his neck::

That was the bosses instructions, right... more, soon...

::feels definite stirring in own groin, quite strong at the thought of... everything, all over again::

::nibbles behind Mal's ear, tugging at his lobe with lips and teeth::

Is it 'soon' yet...?