So, I have to admit, I'm a bad Buzz Lightyear fan. I haven't seen as much of the BLOSC tv show as I would have liked. So this image of Star Command is a little more my own image. I will admit it comes a lot from the idea of Stargate Atlantis, a little bit of Star Trek, and a little bit of what I have seen from BLOSC, sprinkled with my own ideas. Sorry if it drives anyone crazy with how wrong it is. I also totally hate the love scene in this one, but that is what I have been stuck on for months, so I forced myself to write somethingso I could get it published.
Thank you for everyone out there still reading! I should have another update for ya before too long!
Jessie took a hesitant step into the dark room, and lights flickered on around her. She jumped slightly, not used to the automatic features. The further she walked inside, the more lights turned on revealing the room to her wandering gaze. Jessie's jaw had dropped as she slowly walked around, admiring the room. There was a small kitchenette, with a refrigerator, a microwave, a coffee pot and a sink, and next to that was a small dining table, with only room enough for two. Opposite that, there was a small sitting area with a couch and coffee table, and a desk that housed a computer and most of Buzz's paperwork. She saw two closed doors that she assumed lead to a bathroom and the bedroom, but she wasn't sure.
Buzz watched Jessie, amused as she took everything in. It was a world that he was more than used to, but to her, everything was exciting and new. He let her explore on her own, knowing that she would let him know if she had any questions or concerns. He saw her walk over towards the doors to the bedroom and bathroom and fought to hold in a chuckle. He wanted to see how long it would take her to give up trying to figure out how to open the doors.
Jessie looked at the doors in front of her, puzzled. There were no knobs or pulls to open them, and the pad that was next to them had no buttons to push or switches to turn. She found herself feeling around the door for some hidden panel she must be missing. "Tarnation…" She muttered to herself, determined to figure it out on her own. It was then that she heard Buzz chuckled behind her.
"As much as I'm enjoying watching you try to figure this out, the doors aren't going to open for you just yet." Buzz smiled and walked towards his confused fiance.
"Wha'da mean? What's the point of havin' doors that won't open?" Jessie rested her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side.
"Oh, they open, just not for you." He chuckled again and waved his hand over the pad, opening the doors.
Jessie folded her arms across her chest and stared at the doors, almost offended that they wouldn't work for her.
"It's a safety measure," He explained to her. "So that if the base were to fall under attack, rangers and their loved ones could take cover in their quarters if needed, and intruders would have a harder time getting in. I just need to add some of your DNA to the system and it will accept you too." He kissed her cheek, hoping to kiss away her grouchy look, and placed a hand between her shoulders.
"Well, why didn't ya say so!" Her frustrated look turned to him.
"Because I was having too much fun watching you try to figure it out." He chuckled. "Sorry." He added quickly to the end.
Jessie stuck her tongue out at him. She knew it was childish but it was the best response she could come up with at the moment. "So, wha'da need? Saliva? Blood?" She grew slightly worried, she didn't want to prick herself to make herself bleed.
"A strand of hair will do just fine." He laughed, knowing that having her here was sure to be an adventure.
Jessie reached up to her head and plucked out a hair and handed it to him. Without any further comment, he walked to another panel on the wall, and after pressing a few buttons, before placing her hair on a tray and waiting for the machine to do it's job.
Buzz walked back to Jessie and folded his arms across his chest. "Try it now." He encouraged her.
Jessie looked at the panel hesitantly, but wave her hand over the sensor as he had just done. She jumped when the door slid shut, but turned to look at him with a big smile.
"You should be able to access any of the automated features in here now, but keep note over the next few days and let me know if anything doesn't work." He gave her a kiss on the cheek and went to grab their bags.
It wasn't hard for Jessie to notice the slight difference in Buzz now that they were in his world. It was nothing bad, but he had a different confidence about him. He looked like someone who could command attention, though she knew he would never demand it. His laid back, country person was replaced by someone who was used to regulations and being on high alert. He just carried himself differently, she decided as she watched him walk about the room.
"What?" Buzz asked, when he noticed that she hadn't moved from her spot and was watching him intently.
"Nothin'. Jist gittin' used to this new side of ya." She smiled, finally moving from her place in front of the doors.
Buzz knew that he must be carrying himself differently, he could feel it himself. It was his natural reaction when he was on base. He was a leader among the rangers, and he chose to act as such, whether on the clock or off. That was one of the reasons he loved going back to Earth so much, it was the only time he could truly relax.
"As long as you still love this side, that's all that matters." Buzz pulled her in for a kiss. A chime from his computer pulled them apart.
The computer was set to activate when he returned so that he could be updated on any changes he might need to know before he returned to active duty the next day. He was hoping the alert was nothing that would pull him away from Jessie so early. He gave her hand a squeeze and went to see what it could have been. A smile grew across his features as he read his latest communication.
"What is it?" Jessie asked, reading his reaction.
"It's a message from Dr. Lasseter, the veterinarian I was telling you about. He says that you should take the time you need to transition, but that he would love to have you join his team once you are ready."
"Yeehaw!" Jessie couldn't help herself, she was definitely in for an adventure of a lifetime.
"I thought you might like that. When I get a chance tomorrow I will take you down to meet him. I think you two will get along great." Buzz couldn't believe how easily the pieces of his life were falling into place now that he has stopped holding himself back from happiness.
"That sounds perfect! I'm excited!" Jessie gleamed, holding back a yawn.
"I think all the excitement is getting to you." Buzz chuckled as he returned to her side.
"Maybe, but I'm not done explorin' jist yet!" Jessie gave him a quick peck on the cheek and went back over to the panels on the wall.
Looking at them suspiciously, she hesitated for just a moment before waving her hand in front of them. The doors slid open causing a surprised look to cross her face. Tentatively, she poked her head inside the door to her left, and the light above her head turned on causing her to jump once again.
"These fancy lights of yours are gonna take some gittin' used to." She turned to Buzz to find him trying to hide the amused look on his face. She gave him a smirk and stepped into the freshly lit room.
It was easy enough to tell this was the bathroom, with all the necessary features one might need in one. It wasn't fancy, but it was homey enough that she didn't feel like she was in a public restroom. She smiled, seeing that there was a spot next to Buzz's towel where hers would be, and she felt for the first time how real this all was. She had really fallen in love with her best friend, and she had really moved to space to live with him. This was really her life. It was terrifying and exciting all at the same time. Turning from the bathroom, Jessie took several large strides towards Buzz and wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace.
"What's the matter?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her.
"I guess it's jist all sinkin' in fer me. This is really happenin'." Her voice was shakier than she would have liked.
"You aren't regretting this decision, are you?" He wished he could be sure of her answer.
"Oh, no! Never! I'm jist a lil more scared than I'm used ta bein'. I knew a hug from you would help." She smiled up at him, already calming down from his presence.
Buzz smiled back at her, more than happy knowing they had made the right decision. "I'll always be here for you Jess, no matter what. I know this is a big adjustment for you, but I know that you are going to do great things. You'll get used to all the automatic lights and doors, and the alien species. It took me a little while too, so I know it can be home for you." He kissed her forehead.
"How did I git so lucky ta have a fella as good to me as you are?" Jessie felt a blush rising in her cheeks.
"I still say I'm the lucky one." Buzz bent to kiss her lips, and was surprised when her hand moved to hold him in place.
The kiss was gentle, but passionate and natural. Jessie needed his presence to ground her and comfort her on top of his loving words. Buzz felt a stirring in his gut, but he would let Jessie lead this time. He wanted her to know that he was here for her, exactly how she needed him to be. Before he could consider anything different, it was over, but it left them both slightly breathless.
"Why don't we call it a tie?" Jessie rested her head on his shoulder.
"Sounds good to me. Why don't we explore one last room and call it a night?" Buzz rubbed her back gently, trying to comfort her further.
"I almost forgot we had another room!" Jessie bounded off and Buzz found himself chuckling and shaking his head. He would never get used to her constant amount of energy and passion for life, but he knew that was a good thing.
Jessie stopped in the doorway to her new bedroom and let the lights flicker on, not started this time because she knew what to expect. Again she was pleasantly surprised how homey it felt. The bed was against the outer wall, lined up in the center. There was nightstands on either side with a small lamp that seemed to be manual, like she was used to. There was a dresser against one wall and along the top were several picture frames and awards that Buzz had won. Slowly Jessie stepped closer to inspect them. She knew of the awards that he had won, Buzz had been in contact with the Pride siblings throughout his boot camp and years in the service, but she enjoyed the photos, many of which she had never seen before. There was one of his graduating class from the academy, Buzz looked much younger, and Jessie smiled remembering that she and Woody had been able to been able to attend his graduation. There was a picture of Buzz with his current teammates, all in their ranger suits, thought she couldn't tell where they were. There was a picture of him with Commander Nebula and they were shaking hands, she could only guess he had just been promoted or receiving an award. And the last one was Buzz with another ranger, thought it was one that she didn't recognize. He had blue skin, not unlike Mira, and he seemed to be friends with Buzz, but she thought if they were friends, she would know who he was. Jessie picked up the frame and tried to look closer at it, sure that it was her own memory drawing a blank.
"That's Warp Darkmatter, my old partner." Buzz answered her unspoken question.
"The one ya had when ya first became a ranger? I guess I don't remember much 'bout him, did he die?" Jessie asked, still trying to remember the mystery man.
Buzz took the frame from Jessie's hands and looked at it closely. "You could say that." He placed the picture back down again. "We thought he died, but it turns out that he had turned against us and gone to work for Zurg. I considered him one of my best friends, along with you and Woody. Now he is one of my biggest enemies. I keep his picture around as a reminder to be careful who I trust, and that there are only a few people in my life worthy of my complete trust." Buzz's face was hard, and Jessie wasn't sure whether to comfort him or let him deal with the emotions himself. He stepped towards the bed and picked up a frame off the nightstand that Jessie hadn't noticed before. He looked at it and his expression seemed to soften. "I've learned the hard way that people aren't always what you expect; but there are a few people I trust, no matter what. One's that I know would have my back through thick and thin. They are basically family, and soon they will be. I keep this picture closest to me to remind me that there is always good in the world, no matter how rough the day might have been." He smiled at Jessie as he passed her the photo.
Jessie smiled and felt tears behind her eyes as she looked down at the four people smiling back at her. It was a picture from Buzz and Woody's high school graduation; Jessie and Bo would graduate a year later. Bo was hanging on Woody's arm, already an established item at the time, and Jessie was between Woody and Buzz, holding Woody's other arm and casually leaning her head against Buzz's shoulder. Jessie giggled, remembering that she had wanted to be more affectionate towards him at the time, but she was to afraid of rejection, and he was already set up to go to boot camp for Star Command a few months later. Even in the picture it was easy to see the awkward tension between them, and that they easily could have been a couple at that point.
"Those're some pretty great friends ya got there. But that redhead looks a lil goofy, don'tcha think?" Jessie made a funny face at Buzz, scrunching up her nose to emphasize her words.
"Not at all. I think she is beautiful. She's got a fire in her as wild as her red hair. She might be a little too spirited for some people to handle, but that is one of my favorite things about her." Buzz stepped closer to Jessie, taking her in his arms as he continued. "She is probably the person I trust most in that photo, so much so that I've given her my heart, and I would give up my life for her if I had to." Buzz took the frame from her hands again and set it back down to it's place on the nightstand.
"Hmm, she seems nice." Jessie added playfully.
"You could say that." Buzz chuckled and bent to kiss her again.
This time their kiss was far from gentle. It was apparent that whatever emotions Buzz had been feeling were now raging within him, causing a burning desire for her affections. Jessie was happy to give in and just feel. The whole day had been emotional for her. She wasn't sure exactly what she was going to feel when she woke up in the morning, but for now, with Buzz's arms around her, she felt at peace. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, never having enough of him filling her senses.
Buzz's hands slid from around her waist and rested on her butt, pulling her against him and causing her to gasp. He felt one of her hands tangle in his hair, and he knew that if he had planned on stopping this before it got any further, he would be screwed. Lucky, he had no intentions of stopping; what better way to welcome her home than this.
Together they fell onto the bed and became wrapped up in each other. Jessie managed to land on top, and quickly slid her hands underneath his shirt, ready to feel more of him against her. Their kiss broke momentarily so that Buzz could shed his shirt, and resumed just as passionate as before. Buzz gave Jessie's ass a good smack, causing her to whimper, and discarded her shirt across the room before she could catch a breath.
Skillfully, Buzz flipped them over so that Jessie was beneath him. He took his time, kissing every inch of her, leaving a trail of flushed skin as he went. He teasingly kissed along the waist of her pants, giving her memories of times when her pants weren't quite so in the way. And when he felt like he had sufficiently teased here there, he moved to her breasts, kissing the outside of her bra, so she could just barely feel his touches.
"Buzz, please." Jessie writhed, needing more than what he was giving her. She knew full and well what he was trying to do, and it was working. Jessie slipped her fingers into his hair and encourage him back up to her lips. She needed a minute to clear her head so she wouldn't be turned into a non-reciprocating mess; though his searing kiss wasn't helping much.
Now on more equal footing, Jessie began to palm Buzz through his pants, not missing the moment where his hips bucked and his breathing became erratic. It didn't last long, and Buzz thought Jessie had taken pity on him, but instead both her hands had moved to remove the constricting garment. Buzz was relieved by the freedom, and struggled to shake his pants free.
"Let me help you with that." Jessie slyly smirked and she wiggled below him so that she could pull down his pants. Buzz had just been thinking that their was definitely an easier way to do this, when he felt his warm hands around his girth. He caught his breath again as his muscular arms started threatened to give out. And then her lips were around him, and Buzz had to resist the urge to push deeper into the warmth of her mouth. Buzz moaned, and Jessie giggled; the vibrations sending new waves of pleasure through his body.
Seconds seemed like minutes and minutes seemed like hours, and as much as Buzz was enjoying his current predicament, he was sure his arms would give at any moment. "Jess. I can't..." he managed in breathy reply. Jessie let go of him with a 'pop' knowing that she was asking a lot of him. Buzz breathed a sigh of relief as her face appeared below him again, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. He plopped down next to her, all to aware that his arms may feel like mush, but another part of him was still rock hard.
Jessie stripped her pants and underwear off and moved to straddle him, knowing he wouldn't be using his arms much any time soon. She took the head of his shaft and coated it with the juices now dripping from her lower lips. They shared a moan as she sank lower, taking all of him inside her. She paused a moment, adjusting to his size, and slid off of him again. She continued to move tantalizingly slow, feeling every inch of him as he slid in and out of her. Buzz began to meet her with a little thrust right before he was fully inside her. Jessie was beginning to feel her insides coil and knew she needed to get her lover to a place where he would fall with her.
Taking a page from his book, Jessie grabbed Buzz's arms and pinned them above his head, not that he was going to move them much anyway. This new position had him hitting her insides just right, and Buzz was very receptive to the way her breasts and nipples felt as the moved along his chest with each of her thrusts.
Jessie continued their slow pace, drawing out the pleasure for them both. At this point Buzz was going crazy. Jessie had begun swirling her hips and each move she made had his skin crawling and his insides begging to explode. Her mouth reclaimed his and the fire inside both of them began to run over.
Buzz's hips lifted off the bed, thrusting deep inside Jessie, causing her to moan. She continued to ride him through their shared orgasm, thought she couldn't help but pick up the pace a little. When her legs couldn't hold up any longer, she slipped off him and plopped down next to him on the bed. "You're trying to kill me, aren't you?" Buzz managed while catching his breath.
Jessie giggled and cuddled up to his side. "Now why 'ould I wanna do that?"
"I don't know, but sometimes I wonder." He smiled at her, finally moving his arms to wrap around her. "I don't think I'm going to be able to feel my arms for a week."
"Oh hush ya big baby, don't pretend ya didn't like it." Jessie stifled a yawn.
"Oh, I liked it. But I like having you here even more." He settled down even further into bed, more than ready for sleep to overcome him.
"I could definitely get used to this." Was the last thing Jessie said before she fell asleep.
