1 comments/ 14339 views/ 2 favorites Blackbird Ch. 01 By: tigerprawn Chapter 01: Negotiations The first part of an ongoing story of love/hate between Betazoid Federation Captain Pyre Jaxel and Romulan Commander Yanus. The story so far... The Romulans have kidnapped a Federation Admiral and Jaxel has agents extracting her, which will all be fine, if he can find away to keep the Romulans distracted. *** "She's up ahead sir, still cloaked, but the transponder signal is right there." The helmsman informed Pyre. Pyre nodded and sat forward in his seat, looking out at the vast empty space ahead of them. "All ahead stop." He said as he rose from his seat, scratching his stubble. "What are they doing? Why are they just sitting there?" "Unknown sir." The helm replied. "They have high orbit around a small moon sir - knowing the Romulans it could be some sort of storrage facility." "Or worse... Ok, we don't need to know why they have stopped, we need to make contact and start negotiations.." Pyre moved back to his seat. "Bring us up to them, just above orbit, then drop the cloak." "Done sir." The lights went up on the bridge as the cloak dropped. "Hail the Romulans.." He instructed the comm officer. "You have a frequency sir." Pyre nodded. "Romulan vessel this is the USS Blackbird." A face appeared on screen. "Captain Jaxel, we have been wondering when you might contact us - presumably you haven't killed our colleague.." The woman's devilish features were highlighted by the green tint of the bridge lighting on her ship. "Yes, indeed." Pyre raised an eyebrow. "I'm guessing you might like him back at some point, commander...?." He hated how unnerving the Romulans could be. "Commander Yanus, and as to wanting him back... That's debatable.." She said with a grin, playing with a small bauble between her fingers. "But we presumed you'd like to give him back - treaty and whatnot..." She grinned. Pyre grinned back. "Something like that." She cocked her head. "We will not beam him over.." She pointed out the obvious, they wouldn't take the chance that they would beam him over with some explosives attached or anything else Fleet Intel could think up. "Of course.." Pyre agreed. "We have a shuttle standing by." The woman laughed. "You don't really think we would let you dock Captain." He returned her smile. "Yanus, you are very paranoid" he admonished. "It has kept me alive thus far Captain.." She grinned. "We shall send a shuttle to meet yours - may I suggest on the moon? It is not quite M Class but certainly comfortable for short trips." "I'm sure it is..." He knew it likely that it was not likely to be some random moon. "You don't trust me." She smiled. "Of course. But I assure you we only want what is ours.." Her smile was soft and enigmatic. "But yes Captain, we do have a base down there, it is quite oppulent in its own way. I will meet you there in 30 minutes - we can negotiate Captain to Captain." Pyre raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing across his lips as he remembered the telling off he had given Carter for leaving her ship. "I'm sorry Yanus, you know I can't do that - I will send my XO Commander Hawk...." Yanus's smile dropped, replaced by a frown of some malice. "No Captain, I do not negotiate with minions. I will meet you there in thirty minutes, you may bring security with you if you wish - but I will negotiate with you alone, otherwise you may keep Nniol And explain to your Federation why the treaty is on the verge of collapse.." She raised an eyebrow and gave a slight smile, knowing she had the upperhand. Pyre nodded. "Thirty minutes." He agreed then gave the signal for comm to end the transmission. The screen went dead, the woman's image replaced by that of the now decloaked warbird. Pyre swung in his chair to face the communications officer. "Did you channel that through to the transporter room?" "Aye sir, they got it all.." "Ok, tell them to stand by - get the monitors on the warbird, as soon as they drop shields to let out that shuttle the teams need to beam out." "Aye sir." The officer went about relaying the communication. Pyre looked back at the screen and shook his head. "Bloody Romulans... They kidnap one of our officers and suddenly it's us having to cowtow to them to make sure they don't back out of that damn treaty.." He sighed and leaned back in the hair. "Hands up who else thinks this would all be a lot easier if we just had a bloody war and got it over with." Pyre raised his hand and smiled at the appreciative laughter of some of the bridge crew. * Captain Pyre Jaxel Commanding - USS Blackbird Commander Yanus Commanding - Romulan Warbird Nexar Blackbird Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Deeper Negotiations The second part of an ongoing story of love/hate between Betazoid Federation Captain Pyre Jaxel and Romulan Commander Yanus. The story so far... The Romulans have kidnapped a Federation Admiral and Jaxel has agents extracting her, which will all be fine, if he can find away to keep the Romulans distracted. *** Pyre had waited until the Romulans launched there shuttle before he launched his. He had wanted to make sure the teams had gotten away ok. But now, underway, he sat silently, letting the one security officer that could be spared, pilot the shuttle down to the co-ordinates the Romulans had given. The Romulan shuttle was already settled on the shuttle pads next to the small, partially subterranean structure of obvious Romulan design. "I have a bad feeling about this..." He muttered under his breath. "We're down Captain...". The security officer informed him. Pyre nodded. "Bring the prisoner, and don't let me out of your sight. My code is in the computer." "Aye sir." He nodded in compliance and moved to the back of the ship to get the Romulan captor. Pyre stepped out as the door slid open. "Captain Jaxel." Yanus greeted warmly as she stepped forward, all smiles. "Commander." He greeted back. "I believe you lost this." Pyre indicated behind him to the security officer and the still doped Nniol He smiled faintly as he saw the look of disdain on Yanus's face. Yanus indicated to her two guards. "Take him! Put him in the cage." "Sounds harsh.". Pyre commented. Yanus turned back to him with a smile. "Sometimes punishments are required." She moved to his side and wrapped her arm in his. "Now Captain, may I interest you in some hospitality?". Pyre raised an eyebrow. Lengthening these talks would give the away teams a better chance with the CO and what looked like half the security team on the moon. However, he didn't have a burning desire to willingly eat or drink the poisons she would likely offer. Pyre didn't let her walk him forward to the building as she intended. "Commander, you have a few more officers than I do, I have to admit I feel a little threatened.". Yanus laughed. "Pyre please... May I call you Pyre? You don't think you are worth endangering the treaty for do you?" Her smile was soft and disarming. Pyre grinned. "Well, you know how to crush a guy's ego." He allowed her to start walking them to the building. "Sir?". The security officer called behind him. "Wait in the shuttle lt. I won't be long." Pyre looked at Yanus as he said the words and she raised an eyebrow with a curious smile. The officer nodded and headed back to the ship, he would lock sensors, life sign monitors and the transporter onto Jaxel's transponder signal and hope for the best. *** Yanus left the guards at the door as she ushered him through the small complex's reception area and into some sort of state room. Yanus smiled lightly as she removed her jacket. "The moon can be quite cool." Pyre took in the room. Oppulent wasn't the word - the walls were rich reds and browns, the table was laden with full fruit bowls. The room curved out, where a window might be was instead a wall of water - a tank full of tropical fish. In that part was a luxurious sofa area, drapped in expensive fabrics. Yanus smiled at Pyre's expression and made her way to the sofa area. "It is true, we do like our creature comforts." "I see that..." Pyre said, following her lead and taking a seat beside her on one of the sofas. "So... What is it you wanted to discuss." Pyre asked softly. "You have your friend back..." "Hardly a friend Captain." She picked up a bottle open on the table and went to pour two glasses. "An unfortunate acquaintance that I have to clean up after... I just wished to make sure that you didn't harbour any ill will over the matter - after all, what he did... I cannot apologise enough." She smiled and handed him a glass. He took it then looked at her and set it back down, she laughed and took a sip of her own. "Will you not trust me even a little?" Seeing his look she continued. "No of course not, not after Nniol's behaviour.". She set her glass down and gave him a serious look. "You must know that his kidnap of Commodore Carter was not sanctioned by our government - in fact he would have been better off left to rot in your brig... This will harm any chances we ever had of extraditing agent Carter." Pyre smiled sweetly. "Can't say I'm too sad about that.". "Oh I see..." Yanus raised an eyebrow and gave a wicked smile. "I have read Nniol's report though... Carter is an... Interesting woman. And by no means friendless. It was obvious from the information Nniol extracted from her that someone would come for her. When she slept she was given to crying out, a Hawk? It was presumed he was a friend and colleague. And your name of course - you were all at the academy I presume." "I can give you my name, rank and serial number if you like." Pyre grinned. Yanus smiled back. "Do not worry Captain, take any questions as rhetorical." She knew he had no intention of adding to the information she already had. Pyre smiled. "So then..." He was trying to think of things to discuss, the longer he kept her off the ship the better chance his away teams had. Yanus smiled. "Anxious to get back to your ship Captain?" She misinterpreted his expression. "Are you that hostile towards my people sir?" Her tone was light. She ran a now un-shoed foot up his lower leg. Pyre raised an eyebrow. He never had understood Romulans. Yanus laughed. "Please Captain, at least let me try and rebuild interstellar relations.". She moved closer and played a hand lightly across the back of his collar. Pyre looked at her with a sly grin. "You're worried that we're going to snitch on Nniol... Don't worry Commander, this I can tell you, we won't be thinking about him any time soon.". He didn't want to seem too eager to stay but she had given him the ideal way in which to keep her from the ship. "In that case..." She went to move away, but he grabbed her hand and looked at her with a grin. "What about those interstellar relations?" Yanus smiled. "Captain, how very un-starfleet of you.." She hadn't really expected him to take her up on her offer, most fleet types declined politely. "I have a very strict no fraternization policy on my ship, and being the CO I don't get to leave her much..." He spoke as he pulled her nearer. Yanus couldn't help but respond, pressing her chest to his as she was pulled into his lap. "I can't say I suffer from the same problem." Pyre grinned. "Damn lucky for you." He began to nip at her neck. "I think so..." She agreed breathlessly as she shifted in his lap so that she was straddling him. She gasped a little as his hands snaked under her light tunic and up to her breasts. Pyre moaned as she squirmed in his lap. His tongue slipped into her mouth, as his hands went to her back to pull her tight to him. Yanus pulled back to catch her breath. "So sad you are so terribly restricted on your ship...". She stood and slowly peeled off her clothes, her back to him, looking at him over her shoulder. ::the things I do for the federation:: he thought to himself with a smile as he stood up and placed his hands on her slim hips. "But captain... You told your Lt you wouldn't be long..." She slipped from his grasp, her tone teasing. "I'm a good liar." He said casually as he reached for her and turned her around. Looking at her he ran a hand up her back and into her hair, removing the clip and letting her long curly hair fall free. She reached up to undo his tunic, her eyes never leaving his as she began to undress him. "All sailors are liars captain." She smiled sweetly. "Very cynical of you." He noted, running his hands down her sides. "I am a Romulan, captain..." She gave a grin, releasing his trouser clasp and letting them fall. "Really? I hadn't noticed..." He replied with a small smile. She smiled back and looked into his eyes. "Beautiful black Betazoid eyes...." She put her mouth to his, a deep, slow kiss as she quite stealthily put her arms up around his neck and with what seemed like little effort, lifted herself up so that her legs wrapped around his waist. ::can you hear me when I talk like this...:: Pyre smiled into her lips as he turned and lowered them both down onto the sofa. :::a little psychic are we?...:: Pyre smiled and made a very tangible show of putting up all the mental barriers he could. There was no way she'd get any more information than he was willing to give - and so far no one had managed to seduce him into handing over information... "Spoil sport..." She pouted and pulled him back to her for another kiss. *** Pyre, in his vest and undershirt, walked back out to the shuttle with his tunic slung over his shoulder. He wasn't sure how long he had been gone, long enough to test the Romulan's rather good stamina. He had left her sleeping, she had fallen asleep in his arms after the third time. Mentally exhausted as much as anything from trying quite unsuccessfully to brreak down his mental blocks. Pyre smiled to himself, slightly psychic species like Romulans, Vulcans... El Aurians, were always good fun. When he entered the shuttle the lt had a grin on his face. "Captain." He greeted. "Any problems in my absence.". They had radio silence with the away teams so any news would be bad news. "No sir... Though I was slightly worried." "Oh?" Pyre looked over at him as he threw his tunic in the back and dropped into the other seat in the cockpit. "Yes sir. Not long after you left, you're life signs became erratic, but a scan of the building revealed that only yourself and the Commander were present. Sir, may I ask, do you have some sort of heart condition of which we should be informed.". The lt was trying to stifle a laugh. Pyre grinned over at him. "Why yes I do you smartarse, that's why the Commander was good enough to give me mouth to mouth. Now let's get back up into the big black - believe it or not, there are more pressing issues than me getting laid." The captain's tone becomming serious the officer nodded and started up the engines. * Captain Pyre Jaxel Commanding - USS Blackbird Commander Yanus Commanding - Romulan Warbird Nexar Blackbird Ch. 03 Chapter 3: A Woman Scorned The third part of an ongoing story of love/hate between Betazoid Federation Captain Pyre Jaxel and Romulan Commander Yanus. The story so far... The Romulans have kidnapped a Federation Admiral and Jaxel has agents extracting her, which will all be fine, if he can find away to keep the Romulans distracted. *** Pyre had been sitting nervously on the bridge. Yanus's shuttle had left the moon some time ago, docking back with the Warbird. "How long?" He asked. The helmsman answered. "The shuttle docked twenty three minutes ago, still no sign from either away..." "Wait." Operations interupted. "I'm reading a beamout." The comm officer didn't wait for his cue. "Transporter room, please confirm return of away team." The air was silent for a moment and everyone on the bridge seemed to hold their breath. "I've got them..." Another pause. "We have injuries.... Perry is dead sir." Pyre stood up and walked to the comm. "Acknowledged..." His tone was a mixture of relief and concern. "Get the others to medical, I'll be there shortly." When the link closed Pyre turned to the helm. "Get us out of here, and engage cl..." "A hail sir, from the Romulan ship..." "Helm I want you ready to move in a hurry and bring up that cloak as soon as you do.". Pyre spoke as he moved back to his chair. "Open the channel." Yanus appeared on the screen, her rage obvious in her expression. "Commander, are you alright? I've seen you looking better." He grinned, she had looked much better when she had called out in Romulan as he took her over the back of the sofa. "You... You won't get away with this Captain.". She yelled. "With what?" Pyre faked innocence. "With... With..." She couldn't say it, to admit he had stolen her prisoner would be to admit they had Perry in the first place. She unleashed a train of Romulan cuses. "You asshole Pyre Jaxel." Pyre frowned. "I hear that a lot...". He broke into a grin. "Can't stay, would love to... But needs must..." Yanus shouted in Romulan again. "You had better hope we never cross paths again." Pyre gave a hurt look. "But I was really starting to love your sadisitic bitch style - it really suits you..." He winked at her. She practically growled and then ended the communication. Any hint of amusement left his face and Pyre turned to the helm. "Time to go. Now!" "Aye sir.". The Blackbird cloaked and headed out as fast as possible, putting as much distance between them and the N as possible. * Captain Pyre Jaxel Commanding - USS Blackbird Commander Yanus Commanding - Romulan Warbird Nexar Blackbird Ch. 04 Chapter 4: Chance Meeting The fourth part of an ongoing story of love/hate between Betazoid Federation Captain Pyre Jaxel and Romulan Commander Yanus. The story so far... After Jaxel rescued a Federation Admiral from the clutches of the Romulan Commander Yanus, he finds she has been demoted and blames him for her downfall... *** "Look what space trash they let on this place," Hawk called over the catwalk, seeing Pyre passing underneath him. "Don't they do background checks before allowing just anyone to take leave here?" "obviously not if they employed you.". Pyre called back with a grin. Hawk looked in either direction for an access ladder and scowled. There wasn't one handy, so he stepped up on the rail, grabbed a heavy vertical conduit, and slid down. "Much faster," he grinned at Pyre. "You'll never guess who I just ran into." Pyre continued to walk, Hawk falling into step with him. "your great aunt petunia, finally deciding to write you back into the will?" he asked in all seriousness. "Your Romulan friend, the girl who had Perry," he lowered his voice a bit. "Cold as shit to me on the command deck," he laughed quietly. Pyre couldn't hold in a grin. "yeah? Well, she warms up on closer acquaintance, believe me. Besides, she has every right to be cold, though I think on her it's a natural disposition.". "That I would agree with," Hawk smiled, having enjoyed the brief meeting, albeit hostile from Yanus. "I just sort of feel sorry for her. She's a good officer, and if they had removed that transponder a few days earlier we would never have found Perry.... If she had suspected that we knew she even had Perry at all things would have been different. That was her only mistake really." "Well, god know you spent enough time with her on the little outpost down there," Hawk eyed him with suspicion. "Do I want to know about the details of your hostage negotiations?" Pyre grinned again. "let's just say I wouldn't be adverse to a repeat performance." "Right," Hawk shook his head. "Well, she's around. Maybe you can make things up to her. Make her feel a little better, she looks like she needs a cheering up." Hawk stopped walking. "This is my stop," he thumbed to the lift. "Some of us aren't on leave." "some of us need it - thank gods my yeoman has finally arrived, can't wait to meet them... Will probably try and find you before I leave.". Pyre smiled. "My office is on the third level. I think it is, anyway," he glanced upwards at the glass encased command levels. "Lots of shit up there, could be anywhere, really." Pyre raised an eyebrow. "you should get a map... Call yourself an intel officer." he shook his head, grinning. "I'll find it," he started to turn. "I've got some string in my pocket in case I get lost. Why don't you come up to my office for a drink, in case you get tired of being haranged by girls in bars." Pyre winked. "better you than the girls eh?" he turned to walk away, slapping Hawk's as he did so. "see you later my friend - I think I might just try and track down my Romulan friend." "Won't be hard," Hawk replied, heading into the lift. "She's hard to miss in any crowd, just look for the cold spot in the room." He stepped into the lift with a slight nod. *** Commander Hawkins CIO, DS5 Captain Pyre Jaxel CO, USS Blackbird Blackbird Ch. 05 The fifth part of an ongoing story of love/hate between Betazoid Federation Captain Pyre Jaxel and Romulan Commander Yanus. The story so far... After Jaxel rescued a Federation Admiral from the clutches of the Romulan Commander Yanus, he finds she has been demoted and blames him for her downfall... *** Yanus couldn't hide her grimace. The station was certainly not the sort of place she was used to. Every time she thought she was starting to settle in something else would happen. On this occasion she saw Pyre Jaxel - the last time she had seen him had been their first ever meeting. She had negotiated, attempted seduction, and after he had worn her out with his stamina, she had returned to her ship to find he had stolen her captive. The ship was a mess but repairable, unlike her career. If anyone was to blame for her transfer it was Pyre Jaxel. She had seen him in the bar and headed straight back out again, hoping he hadn't seen her. When she last spoke to him she had threatened him, that she would make him pay for what he had done. She rounded the corridor to her quarters to find he had spotted her and was waiting at her door wearing a grin. "So... There I was in the bar, drinking with friends when I see this woman. Not just any woman, but one of the youngest Commanders the Romulans ever produced. And not just any Commander, a great one who had earned her position in life... And I think to myself, what would such a woman be doing here?" He was grinning as he spoke, watching her move towards him. "What do you want?" She asked. She wasn't in the mood to be made fun of, and he wasn't worth what was left of her career, as much as she would love to throttle him. He stepped in front of her as she got to the door. "To say I'm sorry... The best man may have won, but I do feel bad for how things have gone for you." She sneered at him. "Save your pity for Nniol, they executed him." Not that she cared; she hated that man as much as Jaxel. Between the two of them her career was dead. She opened the door and stepped inside, slightly shocked when Pyre followed her. "Are you fond of trespassing?" She asked curtly. It wasn't something she was used to. "Well when I heard what happened I felt this urge to try and make it up to you." He stood close to her and brushed a wayward hair from her face. "Don't do that." She said sternly, not moving. "Do what?" He continued to stroke his finger down to her chin. "That..." She muttered as he put his finger under her chin and lifted her lips to his. Hovering just centimetres from each other, Pyre moved his mouth to her ear. "I did mean what I said - the sadistic bitch attitude really suits you." With a huff, Yanus pushed him back. "Get out! Now, before I call security!" Her voice shook with rage. "Yanus..." Pyre's smile was quite charming. "I mean it, and now that attitude has no real outlet..." He moved back towards her. ::sometimes punishment is needed..:: he repeated words she had once said to him. Quite unintentionally her lips tweaked, amused at the thought. She put her hand on his chest. "Captain Jaxel, are you submitting yourself to me for punishment?". She grinned. Returning her grin he lowered himself to his knees in front of her and placed his hands on her hips. "Commander..." She grabbed his hair and pulled his head back, biting at his lips. She pulled back with a grin. "We did have fun..." She mused. Without another word she disappeared into the bedroom. With a smile Pyre got to his feet and started to remove his civi clothing as he headed after her, it was the least he could do after the problems he had caused her. *** When Pyre entered the bedroom he smiled to see that she had decked it out much like the state room on the Romulan occupied moon he had visited. Yanus lay naked on the bed. She looked at him as he walked in. "I could make you beg Captain? I could tie you up and beat you?" She asked, curious to see how much punishment she was allowed to bestow. Pyre made his way to the bed. She didn't move. He placed a hand on her ankle and ran it up her leg, over her hip and waist as he leaned over her. Before he could put his lips to hers, she smiled and grabbed his hand, moving quickly she rolled him over so that he was now lying on his back on the bed. He couldn't help but be impressed. Pining his arms to the bed, she threw a leg over him so that she was now straddling his waist. Feeling his hardness beneath her, she pressed her hips down, moving her them in painfully slow circles. Pyre groaned at the half pleasure. The friction was enjoyable and teasing was always fun to a degree... "How far Captain? Shall we have a safe word?" She reached back and pulled binds from the back of the bed, tying them around his wrists. He grinned at her. ::you told me all your questions are rhetorical...:: She grinned back as she pulled the bindings tight and reached over him, her breasts pressing against his chest and lips barely above his. She sat back up again, a small dagger in her hand. With a smile she held it over his heart. "I could kill you, you know... I have nothing without my career." Pyre raised an eyebrow. "I didn't pick you for a defeatist. It's only a matter of time before you work your way back to the top..." He grimaced as she drew the cold blade across the old scar tissue on his chest. "War wound?" She asked with little interest. "Something like that.". He tried to move his arms, testing his restraints. Yanus laughed, moving her hips once more. "What would you do if you got free.". Pyre moaned. "Right now, if you keep moving like that... I'd treat you to a blow by blow action replay of our last encounter." Yanus grinned, placing the blade on the other side of his chest and drawing it slowly across, just enough to let the blood well up. Pyre bit his lip, a display of pain, though really it was not that bad, trying to make her feel better more than anything. At his reaction she exhaled shallowly. "What now Captain?" She asked as she used the dagger to nick small cuts up his side, smiling each time he flinched. Pyre grinned, despite the occasional involuntary flinch. In a quick succession he sent her a few images of the day they had met. Her mind, unshielded before was now wide open, drinking in the sights. Her head lolled back and she groaned. After a moment she looked back down at him, her breathing becoming ragged. The dagger still in her hand she placed her palms to his now slightly bloodied chest and looked into his eyes, her hair falling like a curtain around them. Pyre went to move his hands again, the waves of lust coming off her, urging his body to act. She pushed him back down, panting as she looked at him. "Do you trust me?" He asked, straining against the binds. She raised an eyebrow, remembering how he would not take her wine once in case it was poisoned. "Do you trust me?" He laughed and snapped hard against the restraints. "Enough to let you tie me up." She grinned and grabbed the hilt of the dagger once more. "I could kill you." There was a much more dangerous note in her voice as she started to press the point to his chest. "But what good would it do?" He smiled gently. Yanus didn't smile as she leaned down, slowly licking at his lips, pulling back, teasing as he tried to kiss her. Between the nips at his lips she spoke - "I want you to suffer as I have.". She meant it wholeheartedly. She wanted this man to know the shame he had brought on her by stealing her prisoner, the loss he had caused her. Pyre could sense her want to hurt him and urged her on, wanting her to get it out of her system one way or another. ::I submit to your will commander:: Yanus looked down at him. A hint of that smile still tugging at the corners of his mouth. Feeling her frustration of the last weeks well up she brought her open palmed hand down hard to his face, before bringing the dagger back up again, pressing it to his throat. "Don't mock me." She stated calmly but with venom. ::I submit commander:: Pyre looked at her seriously. Still looking into his eyes, Yanus drew the blade back to his chest, slowly pressing it deeper until it once more drew blood. He could feel her need to hurt him and part of him didn't want to deny her that. ::Yanus...:: he started to protest as the blade dug deeper. Yanus looked away from him. Removing the blade from his chest and leaving her position astride him to sit next to him. She pushed him over so that he now lay face down, his bound arms crossed. Straddling his hips, Yanus carefully applied the blade to the top of his right arm as she began to carve her family crest. Pyre grit his teeth. He had been wounded in much more painful ways in the past. When she had finished, Yanus sat back and admired her work. His arm was bloodied but the cut was shallow, it would leave only a light scar, like those worn by the slaves her family kept. "What is torture to you Pyre?" She lowered her lips to his back and enjoyed his flinch. His sensitive back had always been his undoing. He moaned lightly as she moved her lips and tongue across his skin, the dull aching pain of his arm replaced with the more pressing urgency of his aching cock. He opened his mind, sending her images of times he had been teased, the only form of torture that would eventually overwhelm him. Smiling, Yanus spread herself out along his back, soaking up the imagery with a groan. Pyre pulled against the restraints, the feel of her body against his sending his pulse through the roof. Kissing his neck, Yanus slowly moved off and pulled him back over, inspecting his body. His cock was hard, his body covered in angry nicks and slices, his beautiful black Betazoid eyes looking into hers. With a smile she broke eye contact and lowered her mouth around his throbbing cock - only to pull fully away each time he groaned. Holding back his groans, his eyes rolled back as she continued sucking and licking at him. Yanus laughed, the action sending vibrations through her mouth that Pyre could not hold back a groan against. Yanus pulled back. "And you were doing so well, a quick learner." Pyre fixed her with a hard, if slightly playful glare. ::when I get free...:: "If, Captain... If." She smiled, swinging a leg over and settling over his crotch. ::what would you do with me?" She moved slowly but surely, resuming her earlier teasing. Pyre's head fell back in frustration as he ground his hips upwards towards hers. Slowly, and with a grin she reached once more for the dagger, moving it up and cut the binds. Once his hands were free he stroked his fingers up her sides with a calmness he barely felt before grabbing hold of her wrists. He rolled them, pining her much slighter form beneath his. First with gentle nipping and then with a more forceful passion, Pyre kissed the Romulan, his tongue moving skilfully against hers. Yanus laughed and pulled sharply away. Not expecting any resistance, Pyre was ill-prepared and fell to one side as she slid to the other side of her vast bed. Pyre raised an eyebrow and made a move for her, but she was quick and easily evaded his grasp. "Do you wish to punish me Captain?" She asked, amused. Her tone gave away that it was a dare rather than an offer. She moved a hand lightly down her side, around the curve of her breast to play lightly at her hip, moving slowly lower... "No..." He said coolly as he stood and stalked around the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. "I want to fuck you.". She laughed again and took flight. He caught her by the wrist as she passed her dressing table. Holding her wrist bruisingly tight with one hand, Pyre used the other to sweep the contents of the table top to one side, before swinging her quite violently onto it. Yanus laughed as her bare back pressed against the cool mirror. ::Do all Romulans laugh as much as you?:: Pyre asked as he clamped his mouth hungrily over hers. ::only when they are having this much fun I should imagine...:: she accepted his mouth just as ferociously. Pyre smiled, grabbing her ass and pulling her back towards the edge of the table. Yanus groaned, pulling her legs up around him. ::make it worth me untying you...:: she thought. Pyre smiled. Running his hands from her ass up her thighs, he pushed into her. Yanus moaned softly, moving one hand up to the back of his neck as the other moved to the table behind her so she could brace herself. With long, painfully slow thrusts, Pyre began to push deeper and deeper, resting his forehead against hers as her legs drew tighter around him. With each thrust, Yanus couldn't hold back her groans. Slowly she moved both her hands to grip his shoulders. "More..." She moaned. Pyre rested his lips on her shoulder as he pulled her tight to him. With a quick movement he lifted her and turned them, setting her down on the bed. His hands now at her sides, he moved his thumbs to play across her hard nipples. He thrust harder, pressing her to the bed. With as much effort as she could manage, Yanus rolled them so that she was now on top, the forgotten dagger pressing into her thigh. Ignoring the slight discomfort, she braced a hand on Pyre's chest as she rode his thrusts, arching her back. Pyre moaned at the sight as her beautiful pale body. He was getting close and wasn't sure how he had even lasted this long. Yanus moved her hands up to his hair and then back down to rest on his temples. She could feel him straining beneath her, his muscles tensing. ::submit to me:: she commanded in Romulan, absolute concentration as she tried to enter his mind. At the second Pyre was about to come he felt Yanus. She was in the outer reaches of his mind, trying to find a way through. Pyre laughed inwardly - she really was a Romulan if she would use this moment of release to try and access any classified information she might use to her advantage. Pyre redirected her. Closing his eyes he moved into her mind, taking with him all his current sensations. He knew he was there when he felt Yanus stiffen. He had linked their minds now, his senses overwhelming hers. She cried, almost in shock as he moved his hands to her breasts, feeling in the one instant his hands on her both physically and mentally so that she knew what it was like to be him. She could feel his arousal as though it were her own. Feel him inside her at the same time as feeling as though she were inside. As Pyre came, Yanus cried out, feeling his release from his mind set. Her body shook as she came hard, crying out as he continued to thrust through the mutual waves of pleasure they both felt, until finally she collapsed onto his chest. Panting, Pyre rolled them over once more, slowly withdrawing from her and placing a kiss on her forehead. "That was very naughty Yanus, you shouldn't try to enter people's minds without permission... Maybe next time I should punish you." He raised an eyebrow. As he went to move away she caught hold of his wrist and pulled herself up, wrapping her arms around his neck so that she sat in his lap, her breast pressed tight against him."More..." Her demand was slightly coy. She pulled at his lower lip with her teeth, running her hand down his chest and between his legs. "I want more..." *** Pyre left Yanus sleeping. She had looked peaceful, a smile on her lips. In the last seven hours he had less than two hours sleep. His clothes he had pulled back on with some effort, deciding he wouldn't go and see Lily for a patch up. * Captain Pyre Jaxel Commanding - USS Blackbird Commander Yanus Romulan Liaison - Deep Space 5