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		<title>Taimdala: Created page with &quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color:#800000&quot;&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;So... Arden and Nika have taken a bit of an interesting turn, and whether it works out for them, who knows? :) Thanks, Bobby. :) I didn&#039;t see ...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;So... Arden and Nika have taken a bit of an interesting turn, and whether it works out for them, who knows? :) Thanks, Bobby. :) I didn&amp;#039;t see ...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#800000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;So... Arden and Nika have taken a bit of an interesting turn, and whether it works out for them, who knows? :) Thanks, Bobby. :) I didn&amp;#039;t see this one coming.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing in the corridor of the crew quarters, Nika takes a breath. The &lt;br /&gt;
past several weeks have been something of a haze in her head, but having &lt;br /&gt;
one&amp;#039;s inhibitions swept entirely away certainly gives new meaning to &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;crew togetherness.&amp;#039; She knocks on the door to his quarters and waits &lt;br /&gt;
for Arden to answer, looking up with a bit of a grin when he opens the &lt;br /&gt;
hatch. &amp;quot;Hey there, handsome.&amp;quot; The greeting is easy, though there&amp;#039;s a &lt;br /&gt;
hint of a question in her eyes. She&amp;#039;s not entirely sure where he&amp;#039;s going &lt;br /&gt;
to stand at this point either -- and facing it head-on seems a better &lt;br /&gt;
option. &amp;quot;Am I interrupting?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Arden&amp;#039;s eyes light up when he answers the door to find Nika standing &lt;br /&gt;
there. &amp;quot;No.  No, nothing at all.  I am just packing the clothes I need &lt;br /&gt;
for the next couple of days.  Come in,&amp;quot; Arden steps back and opens the door.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nika steps in and Arden closes the door behind her.  Then he turns and &lt;br /&gt;
steps into Nika&amp;#039;s personal space, grabs onto her shoulder and kisses her &lt;br /&gt;
deeply, thoroughly.  He is still smiling as he pulls away.  One of his &lt;br /&gt;
hands comes up and caresses her cheek.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The kiss is not as unexpected as it could have been -- she was figuring &lt;br /&gt;
this would go one of two ways: Kissing or shy. Nika returns the kiss, &lt;br /&gt;
one hand resting on his chest, and when he pulls back she smiles &lt;br /&gt;
slightly. &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m guessin&amp;#039; that answers the question somewhat,&amp;quot; she &lt;br /&gt;
drawls mildly. &amp;quot;I was tryin&amp;#039; to decide if I was going to blush like a &lt;br /&gt;
sonuvagun or not.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Arden laughs, &amp;quot;You still may.&amp;quot;  He pulls away and then with some &lt;br /&gt;
seriousness says, &amp;quot;You and I have a problem.  Not one that is &lt;br /&gt;
insurmountable, but one that we must address.&amp;quot;  Arden takes a deep &lt;br /&gt;
breath and lets it slowly out, &amp;quot;Oh let&amp;#039;s sit down for this.&amp;quot;  He points &lt;br /&gt;
to the bed, and then waves to encompass the rest of the room, &amp;quot;Wherever &lt;br /&gt;
you want.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tilting her head, Nika studies him and walks to the bed to plop down on &lt;br /&gt;
the edge of it. She doesn&amp;#039;t lean back on her hands or give him that &lt;br /&gt;
rather suggestive leer that has been so common lately, but she doesn&amp;#039;t &lt;br /&gt;
seem uneasy with him either. &amp;quot;All right,&amp;quot; she says quietly. &amp;quot;Talk to me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Arden grabs a chair and pulls it over so that is is facing Nika.  The he &lt;br /&gt;
sits down in it.  They are close enough to look into each others&amp;#039; eyes, &lt;br /&gt;
but not close enough to touch unless they make an effort (or use their &lt;br /&gt;
feet).&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;We are a military vessel right?&amp;quot; Arden starts, &amp;quot;Which means military &lt;br /&gt;
rules.  Which also means no consorting with under officers.  That &lt;br /&gt;
doesn&amp;#039;t matter to me, but you might think otherwise?&amp;quot; He cocks his head &lt;br /&gt;
and waits for her to reply.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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By her startled expression, that was not exactly where she expected him &lt;br /&gt;
to go with this. And in truth, Nika hadn&amp;#039;t really thought about it from &lt;br /&gt;
that angle. &amp;quot;Uhm,&amp;quot; she replies somewhat unintelligently. &amp;quot;Well, now &lt;br /&gt;
there&amp;#039;s a good question....&amp;quot; She is slow in her response, thinking &lt;br /&gt;
through her words carefully. &amp;quot;We have a military commission, and it&amp;#039;s a &lt;br /&gt;
steady paycheck. But for all intents and purposes, this ship is still &lt;br /&gt;
ours and we run her as we see fit. That said.... should we be in a &lt;br /&gt;
position to have a higher ranking military officer aboard, some ... &lt;br /&gt;
discretion... would be appreciated. But aside from that... I&amp;#039;m less &lt;br /&gt;
concerned about the military aspect of things than I am about the &lt;br /&gt;
personal aspects,&amp;quot; she admits.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Arden nods, &amp;quot;That is what I thought you would say.  So here is what I &lt;br /&gt;
want:  In public, including out there,&amp;quot; he waves at the door, &amp;quot;I address &lt;br /&gt;
you as &amp;#039;captain,&amp;#039; &amp;#039;Nika,&amp;#039; or whatever nomenclanature is appropriate.  I &lt;br /&gt;
give you the proper respect that is your due as my commander.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;However,&amp;quot; he continues, &amp;quot;in here, in private, when it is just the two &lt;br /&gt;
of us, you are Kitten, and address me as sir. In here, I am the superior &lt;br /&gt;
and you are mine, willing to do whatever I want you to do when I tell &lt;br /&gt;
you to do it.  Understand?&amp;quot; His eyes are harder, still Arden&amp;#039;s, but he &lt;br /&gt;
is not joking about this despite how... archaic, it sounds.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Both her brows shoot up, and Nika eyes him. Something in him has done &lt;br /&gt;
some significant shifting. Maybe in her too, but she hesitates. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m.... &lt;br /&gt;
not entirely sure I&amp;#039;m comfortable with the idea that .... &amp;quot; She pauses &lt;br /&gt;
and rephrases herself a couple of times mentally before trying it this &lt;br /&gt;
way. &amp;quot;I like the game, Arden.&amp;quot; That does make her blush a bit. &amp;quot;I have &lt;br /&gt;
no trouble with that part. But I don&amp;#039;t... really like the idea that if &lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#039;m just plain not in the mood for it and you are, we better not be in &lt;br /&gt;
the same room. Does that make sense?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Nika,&amp;quot; Arden says softly, &amp;quot;I love you. And anything you want or need, &lt;br /&gt;
well, that&amp;#039;s my desire to do AND my duty to do.  In this relationship, &lt;br /&gt;
not a game, that is the way it is.&amp;quot;  He leans forward, &amp;quot;And as such I &lt;br /&gt;
would never make you do something you absolutely do not want to do.  I &lt;br /&gt;
know you pretty well, Kitten, and I can tell when you are angry or &lt;br /&gt;
pissed or raging mad.  I know when you are down, or sad, or depressed.  &lt;br /&gt;
And I give you my word that I will always be there for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;In fact, despite the appearance, the master has to know his ... &lt;br /&gt;
person&amp;#039;s limits.  He has to know how far to take things, how far to &lt;br /&gt;
push.  And the submissive needs to know that her master knows that and &lt;br /&gt;
trust him.&amp;quot;  Arden leans forward and says, &amp;quot;Maybe... maybe that isn&amp;#039;t &lt;br /&gt;
something you want, or thought you want, but it is what I want.  Once &lt;br /&gt;
not too long ago I thought that I could be a different person, that I &lt;br /&gt;
could change for my lover.  But it doesn&amp;#039;t work that way.  To love you &lt;br /&gt;
properly, the correct way, I have to be myself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He pauses, &amp;quot;make sense?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nika&amp;#039;s clearly having a little trouble processing. She&amp;#039;s listening &lt;br /&gt;
intently, realizing that they&amp;#039;re talking about something she wasn&amp;#039;t &lt;br /&gt;
aware of -- that there are actually some kind of rules that govern what &lt;br /&gt;
they&amp;#039;ve been doing. She leans her elbows on her knees so that they&amp;#039;re &lt;br /&gt;
face to face, and she studies his expression thoughtfully. &amp;quot;So... what &lt;br /&gt;
kind of a different person did you think you were supposed to be?&amp;quot; she &lt;br /&gt;
asks curiously. Perhaps as a way to give herself a few more moments to &lt;br /&gt;
sort through her thoughts.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Arden frowns, &amp;quot;I said that.  Someone who could adapt, change, to meet &lt;br /&gt;
his partner&amp;#039;s needs.  And perhaps I can do that, but I also have to be &lt;br /&gt;
true to myself.  I like being in control.  I like being able to tell you &lt;br /&gt;
to bend over and take me, knowing that you will.  No, like is too tame a &lt;br /&gt;
word, I _love_ it.  I get off on it.  Just thinking about it gets me hard.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That doesn&amp;#039;t mean I won&amp;#039;t cuddle, won&amp;#039;t attempt to drive you out of &lt;br /&gt;
your mind with pleasure, because those things please me too.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But when i said you were &amp;#039;mine,&amp;#039; I meant it. Mine and no one else&amp;#039;s.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I.... love the way I feel when I&amp;#039;m closed in this room with you,&amp;quot; Nika &lt;br /&gt;
admits quietly. Not as if that wasn&amp;#039;t easy to tell. &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve given me a &lt;br /&gt;
kind of perspective, a freedom from responsibility in a way, that I have &lt;br /&gt;
to admit is intoxicating. I trust you to satisfy us both, Arden. And I &lt;br /&gt;
do love you....&amp;quot; She looks down at her hands, clasped between her knees, &lt;br /&gt;
her tongue touching her upper lip as she tries to articulate the chaotic &lt;br /&gt;
thoughts.  &amp;quot;I will love you the rest of my life,&amp;quot; she says quietly, very &lt;br /&gt;
seriously, as she looks back up at him. &amp;quot;But I&amp;#039;m not *in* love with you. &lt;br /&gt;
I don&amp;#039;t know if I even know what being *in* love means, honestly... I &lt;br /&gt;
sure as hell haven&amp;#039;t had a lot of luck with it. And maybe it would be &lt;br /&gt;
enough for both of us, what&amp;#039;s between us. God knows, I&amp;#039;ve missed you. &lt;br /&gt;
But I couldn&amp;#039;t bear it if I took what you&amp;#039;re offering me under false &lt;br /&gt;
pretenses. I have not and won&amp;#039;t ever lie to you. Part of me wishes I &lt;br /&gt;
*could*.&amp;quot; It would be so much easier in some ways... to fake it. But not &lt;br /&gt;
with him. She can&amp;#039;t.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Arden leans back and tents his fingers under his chin, thinking.  The he &lt;br /&gt;
chuckles, &amp;quot;You know, most people fall in love and then fall out of love, &lt;br /&gt;
hating the person they were with. You, on the other hand, have skipped &lt;br /&gt;
the whole falling in love step and gone straight to love.  You are just &lt;br /&gt;
not the gushy type Nika.  You don&amp;#039;t get moony eyed and distracted by &lt;br /&gt;
your feelings for another, nor do you worry about what the other&amp;#039;s &lt;br /&gt;
feeling. I think you automatically assume that they love you back, which &lt;br /&gt;
in my case, is fortunate, since I do love you AND I am in love with you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You don&amp;#039;t want to be in love, so be it,&amp;quot; Arden says smiling, &amp;quot;But will &lt;br /&gt;
you be my Kitten? Will you come to me and let me hold you, shelter you, &lt;br /&gt;
and perhaps even discipline you?  Will you take my love and magnify it &lt;br /&gt;
and give it back?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I worry about your feelings constantly,&amp;quot; Nika objects, pulling upright. &lt;br /&gt;
She&amp;#039;s a little offended. &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re asking me to be monogamous, here, and &lt;br /&gt;
that&amp;#039;s something I&amp;#039;ve _never_ done for any man!&amp;quot; She moves to stand up &lt;br /&gt;
as if she&amp;#039;s going to pace the small space, shoving her hand into her &lt;br /&gt;
confined hair. &amp;quot;I haven&amp;#039;t skipped the falling in love part -- that&amp;#039;s the &lt;br /&gt;
problem,&amp;quot; she admits roughly. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve felt that too. Once. And it&amp;#039;s giddy &lt;br /&gt;
and it&amp;#039;s... amazing. And I *want* that.&amp;quot; It just didn&amp;#039;t happen with &lt;br /&gt;
Arden. She turns to look at him. &amp;quot;Is it enough for you? To know that if &lt;br /&gt;
it happens, I  may come to you and need out?&amp;quot; she demands in a husky tone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s a given, Nika,&amp;quot; Arden replies his eyes hurt. &amp;quot;I would never do &lt;br /&gt;
anything, unless I had no idea I was doing it, to hurt you.&amp;quot;  Arden pauses.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;And yes,&amp;quot; Arden&amp;#039;s eyes flash, the sorrow turning to resolve, &amp;quot;I am &lt;br /&gt;
asking, or telling, you to be monogamous.  You can always ask me if you &lt;br /&gt;
want to sleep with another man, or woman,&amp;quot; he continues. &amp;quot;But I dont &lt;br /&gt;
guarantee that I will say &amp;#039;yes.&amp;#039;&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Lastly, and more importantly,&amp;quot; Arden says, &amp;quot;You want to be in love? &lt;br /&gt;
Then let yourself be in love. Don&amp;#039;t overanalyze it. Don&amp;#039;t think about &lt;br /&gt;
it. Acceptance.  You need to accept that someone loves you, that you &lt;br /&gt;
care for them.  Then you will find that your desire to be with them &lt;br /&gt;
increases.  And the....&amp;quot; Arden stops and says, &amp;quot;Okay I am about to get &lt;br /&gt;
new age-y on you.  When you love someone, when you are a couple, the &lt;br /&gt;
vibrations you share feed on each other, reinforce one another, and &lt;br /&gt;
build on one another.  That is what makes being in love such a rush.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Its the drug that you make naturally when you are loved unconditionally &lt;br /&gt;
and you love back. Unconditionally,&amp;quot; Arden finishes, then moves his &lt;br /&gt;
chair back, giving Nika room to move.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Her brows pull together, and although it&amp;#039;s still very clear Nika isn&amp;#039;t &lt;br /&gt;
quite understanding the rules, the fact that he is able to talk about &lt;br /&gt;
this the way he is seems to ease the anxiety. &amp;quot;That is definitely far &lt;br /&gt;
more New Age-y than I ever expected to hear from your mouth,&amp;quot; she &lt;br /&gt;
agrees. Blowing out a breath, she seems at a loss. &amp;quot;Something about what &lt;br /&gt;
you&amp;#039;re asking is making me squirm. And I don&amp;#039;t know why,&amp;quot; she admits. &lt;br /&gt;
And then she walks to him to touch his face, still after all this time &lt;br /&gt;
fascinated at the differences. She misses his original face. But she &lt;br /&gt;
smiles a little. &amp;quot;I can try. It&amp;#039;s all I can promise you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Arden pulls her towards him, takinging her into his lap.  He gathers her &lt;br /&gt;
in his arms, pulling her close.  he places his forehead against hers, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s all anyone can ask of anyone, no matter what they say with their &lt;br /&gt;
mouths.&amp;quot; Then he kisses her, starting soft and gentle, then more &lt;br /&gt;
demading as his tongue invades her mouth. Arden breaks the kiss and &lt;br /&gt;
looks her in the eyes, the beautiful Nika&amp;#039;s eyes.  It didn&amp;#039;t matter that &lt;br /&gt;
they weren&amp;#039;t original, they were hers and that was the important part. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mine. Yours,&amp;quot; he says distinctly, &amp;quot;Unconditionally.&amp;quot; Then he kisses her &lt;br /&gt;
again.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Taimdala</name></author>
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