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And as much as I would have loved to hand the Yorktown's keys over to you, personally I like this arrangement better.

[And he was going to, that was his recommendation before everything else and since they were sort of on the topic, he was going to mention something about it.]

Remind me, I have something to talk to you about later.

( she frowns, sitting up slightly )

Tell me.

( because with the way he says that she's slightly concerned. and he'll have to do a very good job to try and distract her from it )

[It's not exactly the way he wants to tell her, and certainly not the location, but maybe it's better than it's not hanging over them all weekend.]

I've been offered Captain of the Flagship. I didn't accept it yet, and it's at least four years before I have to go anywhere.

( it's here she sits up straighter, hands pulling back closer to her )

You're going back out there.

( she's not sad, not angry... not happy either. una's conflicted, because she knows what it means. it's an incredible thing, captain of the flagship, everything that he should go for -- he's the best captain that she's ever known. but she also knows what deep space means )

When do you have to tell them?

The end of next week. I told them I needed to discuss it with you.

[They didn't like that answer, but he didn't care.]

It's big, but there's going to be one long stretch of time that I'm not going to be here. So we're making this decision together.

( she nods, and her head dips for a minute. she's trying to clear her thoughts, to not focus on this emotionally, on how much she'd miss him or worry about him. or how much she wished she was with him. or who his first officer would be-- )

How long's the mission?

( details. those are important.

but already una knows what her answer's going to be: he should take it. they're explorers and no matter how she feels he should be in the stars )

The first one? Just a few months. I should be in communications range for most, if not all, of it. I think they want to show the new ship off around the Federation. After that, I don't know. I assume years long would be in the cards at some point.

[And they still had to finish building her.]

She doesn't even have a name yet, or most of her decks.

You're going to hate it if you don't do it.

( one of her hands finds his again, pushing her to look at him again )

You were meant for the stars, for all the good that you can do.

( she'd miss him like crazy but she knew what she signed up for when she joined starfleet )

I hate that I'm leaving you here.

[Leaving her behind. It's not what he wants at all.]

I'm asking Spock to be my first officer, If I take it. He should keep me from doing anything too crazy.

Maybe I'll have my own adventure.

( though the joke doesn't quite come out in her tone, the idea that she'd go travelling, visit places she'd never really seen with how busy she'd been )

Spock's a good choice. He listened to what I taught him.

I want to hear all about it.

[He hoped that Spock would make her feel at least a little better.]

We can talk about it some more later, you just needed to know.

( she nods, grateful that he had told her, even if there's one big thing sitting amongst them. she wishes she was going with him.

but it's something she wants to push from her thoughts, to not come back to until tomorrow over breakfast. this day is theirs, in bed, and she knows a good way to forget.

she leans back down to kiss him, hands cupping his cheeks, and though the air is different her intent is clear )

Distract me.

I can do that.

[He returns her kiss then moves to her neck, trying to hit all those spots she likes.]

( it's definitely harder to think when he does that, soft hum in her throat. he knows her well, knows just where to touch her, and it quickly changes the mood back to something more heated.

she shifts how she's sat, slipping a little lower on his hips so that gentle rocks of hers can tease them both )

[Una could probably feel him smile against her skin when hears that hum.]

I guess that means the distraction's working.

[She wasn't doing too bad distracting him either.]

You've always been good at it.

( whether it's sex or distracting her when she's sad chris always has something tucked away that never fails to help her.

a hand slips between them, stroking the length of his cock, rubbing in return those spots that never fail to get him hard the quickest )

You too.

[He's probably going to need a break after this. They can talk about the implications of his career on their relationship later. Right now he was going to enjoy himself.

He moves lower with his kisses until he flicks one of her nipples with his tongue.]

( she arches her back into his touch, soft moan of encouragement at the touch and her hips rock again, a little impatiently, a move in contrast against the stroke of her hand on his cock.

her other hand settles between her own legs, a slow rub at her clit to tide her over, slipping fingers between her folds, moaning a little louder at the attention )

[He switches sides with his mouth, and rolls the other nipple between his fingers. Another few strokes and he's okay to continue. He sits up a little and stops the hand that's working her clit, he plans on taking that over in a few minutes.]

( she almost whines when he moves her hand away, though his shift and the fullness of his cock in her hand stills her complaint. una pushes herself up on her knees, angling him to smoothly slide onto him, sitting perfectly in his lap )

Pull your legs up?

( she wants something to lean back on as she rides him, to balance her as she moves. and it'll give him room to work her.

she rises up, almost lifting up off his cock, leaning back once she knows his legs are there before lowering back down, and it sends a moan out into the room, a second, slow rise and fall over him, almost lifting herself off him again before sinking onto him.

content, loving how he rubs in her, and comfortable she sets a pace, quicker than those two thrusts but steady, only lifting herself half as much this time, bobbing steadily over him )

[Watching Una get off was his favorite parts of being in this position. He almost didn't care about himself.]

( one of her hands rests against his thigh as she rides him, a little extra to help keep her steady, her other hand finds his, guiding his fingers back between her legs.

her head tips slightly back, soft sounds falling from her at the pressure of him in and on her )

[He loved watching her let go of everything that made her his first officer, all of her control. She knew she was safe with him and he'd never let anything happen to her while she did.

Chris echoed her sounds as his thumb took over for her hands.]

( the added pressure is everything she needs, a contrast to how she'd touched herself, for where una had teased a little he's working her, sending little spikes of pleasure through her.

the hand on his thigh squeezes slightly in response, a firmer grip, a steadying force and another expression of that pleasure.

it's a rhythm that keeps up, her steadily riding him, his hand between her thighs, driving and building. the rock of her hips eventually starts to quicken, little clenches around him as she seeks her orgasm )

[Una's fingers digging into his thigh meant he was doing something right. Every clench of her muscles brought him closer to the edge.]

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