THREE DRABBLES
            by Camryn




            HER JOY ~ A J/C Drabble
            (May 2005)


            After the joining, after the passion
            Came the cuddles, the whispers, feathery kisses.
            This was the sharing of spirits.
            The calm after the stormy lovemaking,
            And this was Kathryn's favorite part.
            The years of denial, fantasies and wondering
            Had been satisfied and answered and settled
            In the early weeks of their becoming one.
            Yet she still worshipped
            Just lying in his arms,
            Feeling his body close, hearing his breath
            And heartbeat. Her sweetest joy was always found here.
            "I love when you just hold me." she said, smiling.
            "Good," he said, "because I intend to hold you forever."



            ~*~


            THE GAME ~ A Double Drabble
            (May 2005)


            Her expression is sultry and I have to look away before she coaxes a reaction from me. A response I don't want seen by the prying eyes of bridge staff. She's playing her game again. As we simultaneously reach for the console between us her fingers brush my hand and I see her smile. Damn. While I enjoy the playfulness in private, this is neither the place nor the time.

            "A word in private, Captain?" I ask.

            "Certainly, Commander." she answers.

            Behind closed doors I try to remain aloof but, as usual, find myself hopelessly lost in those smiling gray eyes.

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            I can't help myself. When he glances at me I give him 'the look' and see the usual reaction. Resistance. Poor guy. Doesn't he know by now that resistance is futile? When my hand touches his he almost jerks away then glances to his left and right making sure the bridge crew is unaware. He asks for a private meeting and my mission is complete. Well, almost. The doors close behind us and I finally have him to myself. He's so cute, trying to maintain that disapproving gaze. One final delivery of 'the look' and his resistance is over, again.



            ~*~


            HER MARK ~ A Drabble
            (May 2005)


            "That tickles!" she said, squirming.

            "Hold still!" he scolded. "You're going to make me mess it up." When she had stilled he put the quill to her skin. "Almost done."

            "Why does it have to be THERE?"

            "Because it is to be seen only by your husband."

            "There's nothing in the database about this. There's a joining ceremony, dedication of a child, funeral rituals. Nothing about this."

            "Kathryn! I'm hurt. You checked up on me?"

            She smiled and looked down to watch as he finished.

            "Now you are officially my woman." he grinned. "I'll add the new ritual to the database."




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