OK. I'm upping this to PG-13 to be on the safe side. I felt it needed a
somewhat smutty scene.
Chapter 6 - The Surprise
"Onara! What are you doing here?" Crais gasped.
She rolled onto her stomach and turned to face him, propping her chin on the backs of her hands. "Waiting for you," she purred seductively.
It took all of his self-control to maintain calm. "I don't think you should be here."
"Why, don't you find me attractive?" She bent her knees, crossed her ankles, and made a gentle kicking motion. Her filmy skirt cascaded down her golden legs.
"I think you are very beautiful, but.."
"Thank you. And I think you are very handsome. Come join me." She patted the bed next to her.
Crais suddenly wished he still had his shirt on. "I don't believe that would be a good idea. Unless I am mistaken you and your father were discussing me before my arrival."
She swung her legs of the bed, rose and approached him. "Yes, we were, but that's not important."
He longed to embrace her, but managed to hold back. "I believe it is important." He backed away from her as she approached. Unfortunately she was between him and the door. He was backing himself into a corner. "I am here by your father's good graces. I thought we agreed to wait until Talyn was repaired." An air of desperation crept into his voice.
"We did, but I changed my mind. Don't worry about Father. I won't let him throw you off the planet." He had reached the wall and had nowhere to go. She reached up and grabbed his head gently, releasing his hair. "I won't bite, hard," and with that kissed him passionately.
His will dissolved. He embraced her and returned the kiss. Her lips were soft and warm, her hair almost feathery and her skin silken. She released him and retreated to the bed, looking over her shoulder longingly. He moved to follow and almost tripped over his pants. Somehow she had released his trousers. He stepped out of them and joined her in bed.
It was passionate, beautiful and wild all at the same time. Crais felt more relaxed than he had in a long time. All his cares and worries melted away. Time stood still. When it was over he was both refreshed and exhausted and soon fell into a deep sleep.
While in that half sleep just before waking he rolled over and reached for her. She had left at some point during the night. He found himself missing her. He shook his head to clear his mind. He got up showered and got dressed, this time into his own clothes. When he entered the sitting room he found his breakfast waiting for him. It was much less elaborate than the previous evenings dinner. After breakfast he went to the door and informed one of his guards that he wished to go to the repair facility. It was an uneventful journey.
The first thing he did when he arrived at the hangar was to survey Talyn. The damage that he could see didn't look too bad, other than the missing starburst arm. The DRDs had been busy. Talyn was glad to see Crais, he didn't like being alone in a strange place, especially not while injured. The Kandori had been reluctant to approach the leviathan without Crais being there. Crais looked around and saw that he was apparently alone. The Kandori workers had either not arrived or were hiding.
He was just preparing to board Talyn when he was approached by one of the Kandori. "Good morning. I am Jayt, supervisor of the repair facility. You must be Crais." Crais nodded in response. "This is quite a remarkable ship. I've never seen a young leviathan before." Jayt paused a moment before continuing, "looks a little different though."
"Talyn is... unique, and as you mentioned young. I must insist that your personnel follow my instructions exactly. Talyn is wounded and quite frightened." Crais hoped this would divert Jayt's attention. Crais wasn't particularly interested in talking about Talyn's background.
"Of course. I have children of my own and can understand your protectiveness. We'll be careful with him. I guess we need to come up with a repair plan. I'll need to know how many men and how much equipment you will need. I'm not sure how much help we can provide for the missing starburst arm."
"We'll take it one step at a time, Jayt. Let's go onboard and I can show you the damage readout." It took half the day to devise a repair plan and list of materials. They had even come up with a preliminary plan for replacing the starburst arm. After consulting with Talyn, Crais was fairly confident that a sufficiently compatible material could be found. Talyn would eventually absorb the replacement arm and be as good as new. Jayt had a few ideas about that. Crais was impressed with Jayt's knowledge about ship repair and leviathans. Crais was just contemplating lunch when Onara approached.
"How are repairs progressing?" she asked.
"We have a plan and Jayt has men procuring the needed materials. Work should begin in an arn or so."
"That's good. I brought you lunch. I didn't know if you had anything to eat here." She led him underneath a nearby tree where she had left a basket. They enjoyed a quiet lunch. Onara didn't seem inclined to bring up what had happened the previous night and Crais obliged her for the time being.
By the time they had finished lunch he felt he should bring it up. "Onara, about last night." Crais was uncomfortable bringing this up.
"What about last night?" She sounded almost glib.
"You're not making this easy."
"Making what easy?" Crais glared at her. She somehow managed to keep a straight face for a few microts before breaking out into her musical laughter. "I do make things difficult, don't I?"
He glared even harder. "Are you mocking me?"
She smiled, "No, I'm not mocking you. I'm trying to get you to smile. You're too dour."
"You're trying to get me to smile? By teasing me?" he tried to sound incredulous, but was fighting back a smile. He didn't want to let her win.
She had glanced down at the glass in her hands. She looked up with her eyes and answered slyly, "Yes."
Crais broke down and smiled. It was a small smile, but Onara knew she had won. "Was that so bad?"
"No, it wasn't. It's just that I'm not used to expressing my emotions."
"Your Peacekeeper training?"
"Yes, emotions can get in the way of a soldier doing his job."
"But you're not a soldier anymore."
"No, but I was one for most of my life. My memories from before then are vague. I am still learning how to deal with emotions." He was growing uncomfortable with the conversation.
"You seem to be doing all right."
Crais wanted to get off this topic. "Onara, can we please discuss last night."
"You are a spoilsport. Fine, what about last night? I thought you enjoyed yourself."
"I did. But I want to know what you and your father said about me last night."
She laughed, "It's the same argument we always have. He criticizes me for being too independent. I tell him I need to have that strength and independence in order to be an effective ruler. It generally takes about half and arn for us to wind down. I wouldn't take it too seriously."
"I tend to take it rather seriously, I am the one who has a ship that needs to be repaired. I have also noticed that there is a general animosity towards Sebaceans among your people. Your sure everything will be all right?"
"Positive. I'm an adult and can make my own decisions. I don't need my father to always agree with them. I also don't care what anyone else thinks about Sebaceans. I happen to like you and that's what matters." She was becoming defensive.
"I should get back to work. Talyn gets nervous if I'm not there with the workers."
"I'll see you for dinner? We can talk more then."
"Yes, I'd like that." Crais knew he was walking a dangerous line. Part of him hoped that she would keep it limited to dinner and talking, but another part wanted more.
What will happen at dinner? What will the king say if he finds out about his daughter and Crais?
Chapter 6 - The Surprise
"Onara! What are you doing here?" Crais gasped.
She rolled onto her stomach and turned to face him, propping her chin on the backs of her hands. "Waiting for you," she purred seductively.
It took all of his self-control to maintain calm. "I don't think you should be here."
"Why, don't you find me attractive?" She bent her knees, crossed her ankles, and made a gentle kicking motion. Her filmy skirt cascaded down her golden legs.
"I think you are very beautiful, but.."
"Thank you. And I think you are very handsome. Come join me." She patted the bed next to her.
Crais suddenly wished he still had his shirt on. "I don't believe that would be a good idea. Unless I am mistaken you and your father were discussing me before my arrival."
She swung her legs of the bed, rose and approached him. "Yes, we were, but that's not important."
He longed to embrace her, but managed to hold back. "I believe it is important." He backed away from her as she approached. Unfortunately she was between him and the door. He was backing himself into a corner. "I am here by your father's good graces. I thought we agreed to wait until Talyn was repaired." An air of desperation crept into his voice.
"We did, but I changed my mind. Don't worry about Father. I won't let him throw you off the planet." He had reached the wall and had nowhere to go. She reached up and grabbed his head gently, releasing his hair. "I won't bite, hard," and with that kissed him passionately.
His will dissolved. He embraced her and returned the kiss. Her lips were soft and warm, her hair almost feathery and her skin silken. She released him and retreated to the bed, looking over her shoulder longingly. He moved to follow and almost tripped over his pants. Somehow she had released his trousers. He stepped out of them and joined her in bed.
It was passionate, beautiful and wild all at the same time. Crais felt more relaxed than he had in a long time. All his cares and worries melted away. Time stood still. When it was over he was both refreshed and exhausted and soon fell into a deep sleep.
While in that half sleep just before waking he rolled over and reached for her. She had left at some point during the night. He found himself missing her. He shook his head to clear his mind. He got up showered and got dressed, this time into his own clothes. When he entered the sitting room he found his breakfast waiting for him. It was much less elaborate than the previous evenings dinner. After breakfast he went to the door and informed one of his guards that he wished to go to the repair facility. It was an uneventful journey.
The first thing he did when he arrived at the hangar was to survey Talyn. The damage that he could see didn't look too bad, other than the missing starburst arm. The DRDs had been busy. Talyn was glad to see Crais, he didn't like being alone in a strange place, especially not while injured. The Kandori had been reluctant to approach the leviathan without Crais being there. Crais looked around and saw that he was apparently alone. The Kandori workers had either not arrived or were hiding.
He was just preparing to board Talyn when he was approached by one of the Kandori. "Good morning. I am Jayt, supervisor of the repair facility. You must be Crais." Crais nodded in response. "This is quite a remarkable ship. I've never seen a young leviathan before." Jayt paused a moment before continuing, "looks a little different though."
"Talyn is... unique, and as you mentioned young. I must insist that your personnel follow my instructions exactly. Talyn is wounded and quite frightened." Crais hoped this would divert Jayt's attention. Crais wasn't particularly interested in talking about Talyn's background.
"Of course. I have children of my own and can understand your protectiveness. We'll be careful with him. I guess we need to come up with a repair plan. I'll need to know how many men and how much equipment you will need. I'm not sure how much help we can provide for the missing starburst arm."
"We'll take it one step at a time, Jayt. Let's go onboard and I can show you the damage readout." It took half the day to devise a repair plan and list of materials. They had even come up with a preliminary plan for replacing the starburst arm. After consulting with Talyn, Crais was fairly confident that a sufficiently compatible material could be found. Talyn would eventually absorb the replacement arm and be as good as new. Jayt had a few ideas about that. Crais was impressed with Jayt's knowledge about ship repair and leviathans. Crais was just contemplating lunch when Onara approached.
"How are repairs progressing?" she asked.
"We have a plan and Jayt has men procuring the needed materials. Work should begin in an arn or so."
"That's good. I brought you lunch. I didn't know if you had anything to eat here." She led him underneath a nearby tree where she had left a basket. They enjoyed a quiet lunch. Onara didn't seem inclined to bring up what had happened the previous night and Crais obliged her for the time being.
By the time they had finished lunch he felt he should bring it up. "Onara, about last night." Crais was uncomfortable bringing this up.
"What about last night?" She sounded almost glib.
"You're not making this easy."
"Making what easy?" Crais glared at her. She somehow managed to keep a straight face for a few microts before breaking out into her musical laughter. "I do make things difficult, don't I?"
He glared even harder. "Are you mocking me?"
She smiled, "No, I'm not mocking you. I'm trying to get you to smile. You're too dour."
"You're trying to get me to smile? By teasing me?" he tried to sound incredulous, but was fighting back a smile. He didn't want to let her win.
She had glanced down at the glass in her hands. She looked up with her eyes and answered slyly, "Yes."
Crais broke down and smiled. It was a small smile, but Onara knew she had won. "Was that so bad?"
"No, it wasn't. It's just that I'm not used to expressing my emotions."
"Your Peacekeeper training?"
"Yes, emotions can get in the way of a soldier doing his job."
"But you're not a soldier anymore."
"No, but I was one for most of my life. My memories from before then are vague. I am still learning how to deal with emotions." He was growing uncomfortable with the conversation.
"You seem to be doing all right."
Crais wanted to get off this topic. "Onara, can we please discuss last night."
"You are a spoilsport. Fine, what about last night? I thought you enjoyed yourself."
"I did. But I want to know what you and your father said about me last night."
She laughed, "It's the same argument we always have. He criticizes me for being too independent. I tell him I need to have that strength and independence in order to be an effective ruler. It generally takes about half and arn for us to wind down. I wouldn't take it too seriously."
"I tend to take it rather seriously, I am the one who has a ship that needs to be repaired. I have also noticed that there is a general animosity towards Sebaceans among your people. Your sure everything will be all right?"
"Positive. I'm an adult and can make my own decisions. I don't need my father to always agree with them. I also don't care what anyone else thinks about Sebaceans. I happen to like you and that's what matters." She was becoming defensive.
"I should get back to work. Talyn gets nervous if I'm not there with the workers."
"I'll see you for dinner? We can talk more then."
"Yes, I'd like that." Crais knew he was walking a dangerous line. Part of him hoped that she would keep it limited to dinner and talking, but another part wanted more.
What will happen at dinner? What will the king say if he finds out about his daughter and Crais?