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[Captain's perk: he gets his own bathroom. It's a bathroom with real running water and a real bathtub. And a real lock that only the CMO can override and he didn't explicitly tell Bones that he was taking the Enterprise's brand new ensign to his quarters for a sex marathon because it's been almost a year since the last time they fucked and they have time to make up for but it was implied. His best friend and doctor is the only one on the ship that knows about them, and it's going to stay that way because Jim Kirk has made it through one five year mission, and three genocidal maniacs without sleeping with someone under his command.

Elsa is different. He doesn't think it counts if they weren't already sleeping together before she even joined Starfleet. Also she's the closest to a committed, monogamous relationship that he's been in since he was nineteen, so. He thinks there's a form to fill out? But he already has enough paperwork and they've made it this long without very many people even suspecting.

It's also hot as hell to sneak around.

Sex in a bathtub makes an awful mess that he's going to have to clean up himself rather than let the quartermaster ask questions about what the hell happened. But he finds he doesn't really care about that when she's hot and tight around him and panting in his ear while he works on making a mark on her shoulder.]

[ blue does suit her. it always has. this particular shade of blue - science blue - is especially becoming but that's really because she is especially happy to replace the ship's former stellar cartographer.

she can just make out the blue of her now discarded dress draped over the mirror's edge from where she sits perched on his lap. he's not her boyfriend - he is pretty much her boyfriend. either way, it's clear that she missed him terribly and is quite grateful no one's suspected her instant post on the enterprise.

her little whimpers are loud enough for only him to hear, encouraging him to make that mark that no one else can see. okay, she's always been someone who plays by the rules but not even elsa can deny that she likes this secrecy. it's fun. it makes every stolen moment with him all the more delicious.

her hand in his hair slides down to his neck and she holds him there, tilting her chin up for easier access. ]

This will - this is already messy.

[He just laughs and continues to suck that mark into her shoulder. Because what else can he even do. The mess has already been made, and they are literally laying in it. The Enterprise is a tough girl, a little water isn't going to take her down.

Once he's satisfied with the hickey he's made on her skin, Kirk slides along her skin to her neck, stopping at a spot he knows drives her crazy. He knows because he discovered it years ago. Just like he knows how to press his palm against her lower back and move his hips just so. Jim won't say that he's kept his dick completely out of anyone else, but he keeps coming back to her.

That says more than anything.]

A little mess-- [Now it's his turn to make a noise.] Good for the soul.

[ she has known, since they first met, what she had signed up for and the difficulties of being with the captain of a starship, especially this captain. she has known all this, which is why she doesn't tell him that she has been faithful to him the entire time they have been seeing each other. there have been few dates here and there, sure, but nothing really compares to this.

but elsa has always been, at least in her opinion, very good at concealing how she feels. it's easy to confuse the fond and familiar look she gives him as a sign of friendship.

to let go of that restraint is good, especially when she intends on making up for lost time while they still have it, before the mission takes a turn for the more exciting. ] I'd have to disagree, [ she laughs softly, her giggles dissolving into a moan as she pulls her shoulder up as a weak defense against his affections. ]

[He just-- doesn't like labels. There have been enough labels attached to him his entire life. The Kirk kid, the Kelvin baby, the kid who was on Tarsus, genius level repeat offender, waste of potential, cadet, captain, savior of the Federation, pain in the ass. He already doesn't like to be told what to do or who to be and that's the only thing he remembers about actual boyfriend/girlfriend relationships.

He likes Elsa. Might even say that he loves her. She's fun and wonderful and he missed her when she was on Earth. Even if he nearly always had a conversation with her queued up.

Jim Kirk probably can't ever be happy being monogamous completely. He got bored after three years in deep space with the real love of his life, the Enterprise and tried to leave. But that doesn't mean anything. What means something is who he keeps coming back to.]

Are you--[Kirk laughs and tries to chase that spot that drives her crazy and when he can't get it easily, he gives up and goes for her mouth instead. Take that, Elsa. You get kisses instead.]

Second [kiss] guessing your [kiss] captain?

[ while there is no denying that growing up in the public eye is no easy task, coming from old money. with this comes rather aimless ambition, the knowledge that she does not need to work very hard to claim what has always been hers to begin with. it is because of this that, before she turns the desired age as designated in her late parents' will, she has jettisoned into space in order to make something of herself.

it also helps that someone else she cares about very deeply is there too.

she laughs softly into each kiss, pushing her fingers through short, wet hair to curve her hand around the back of his head. few boss her around, but she will allow it. (well, she has to, no longer ruling over her own domain here.) ] I am merely making a suggestion, Captain.

[ they are so very different. she has known him to be brash and quick thinking and restless while she is focused, slow to act, and introverted. but the parts of them that do intersect — and there are more than one might initially anticipate — are just as important. she likes being with him, as further evidences by the way she moves in his lap and lets the mess happen around the tub and the way she tips his head back to claim a deeper kiss. she likes him enough not to tell him that she may even love him too. ]

[He won't lie. The Captain kink is one that he will never get tired of. He also wouldn't complain very much if she wanted to play at being captain for once in the bedroom.

Kirk returns the kiss, his fingers curling around her hip and rolling his hips into hers hard. Hard enough to make another wave of water splash to the ground and to pull another moan out of his mouth.]

Suggestion taken and disregarded.

Uh-huh –

[ the weight of his hand on her hip presses her into his lap. gasping, she flings one hand out to grab the edge of the tub, finding some leverage to return the favor, seeking a little more friction and a little more wave-making while they've got each other like this. funnily symbolic, she thinks, breaking the dry spell with some tub action.

she's calling him captain but she's also very much enjoying being a head taller them him from where she's perched, thinking that she might have the upper hand in at least controlling the pace and going excruciatingly slow in return. ]

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