Samantha Richards - The Red One
Beky Stjohn
((XO’s Office - Deck 02 - USS Artemis))
Seeing Talos had made Sam aware of just how smitten she was with him. After weeks apart, it felt more than right to be with him again.
S. Richards: ::Smirking:: Based on some of the messages we’ve sent I don’t think you and I will have a hard time making crazy happen that doesn’t involve cliffs and racoons.
For a moment she worried she was being too forward, but that worry faded as quickly as it came.
Dakora: Miss Richards, I assure you I have no idea what you mean…
She playfully rolled her eyes at his apparent teasing.
S. Richards: So… Do you have anything else going on today aside from all that boring work?
He had closed the distance between them before Sam gently placed her hands on his chest and stared into his dark eyes.
Dakora: I, uh… the paddwork can wait. ::he smirked.:: Why, you have something specific in mind?
S. Richards: I was hoping that maybe there was some cute, capable XO to help show me where my guest quarters are. ::Placing a quick kiss on his cheek:: Please?
An involuntary giggle made its way out of Sam as Talos wrapped his arm around her. The closeness offered by him was nothing short of liberating.
Dakora: That does sound like the sort of thing that falls under my wheelhouse… ::he flashed a devious grin:: though if I have my way, you won’t have much use for guest quarters…
S. Richards: And if I have my way, we can use the guest quarters to explore a few things from those messages. ::pursing her lips to the side:: I may have brought a couple of those outfits to show you in person ::whispering as her face inched towards his:: remember the red one?
There was a satisfaction in watching him blush that caused a mischievous smile to appear on her face.
Dakora: Right, Ahem. Then that’s work done for the day for me. ::He gestured toward the door.:: Right this way and we’ll get you situated in your guest quarters, then we’ll see what’s next.
S. Richards: ::Nodding:: Sounds like a plan.
Dakora: Response
Before they could make their way out of his office, Sam pulled Talos close one more time, kissing him the way she wanted to from the moment she walked in.
S. Richards: What do you say we continue this elsewhere, ::glancing at the door:: we don’t want to chance an interruption here.
Dakora: Response
She wasn’t sure if he was blushing again, or if it had just never stopped.
S. Richards: Lead the way, but maybe wipe that look off your face ::giggling:: It’s very revealing and I don’t think you want to have to explain why you look so excited to hang out with the new visitor.
Dakora: Response
He led them out of his office and to her assigned guest quarters, where Sam pulled him inside and made good on her promise to show off the red outfit he seemed particularly fond of.
Tags/ End For Sam!