Dancing with Danger [ADULT CONTENT]

Posted on 06 Oct 2025 @ 9:11pm by Lieutenant Thex sh'Zoarhi & 1st Lieutenant Gavin Ross Dr.

1,728 words; about a 9 minute read

Mission: General Sim Postings
Location: Thex's Quarters
Timeline: Current

[ON:]

A smile was upon the lips of the ship's sapphire engineer as she went about her work. Her main table was covered with a grey tarpoline and what appeared to be parts of a space suit and exoskeleton.

Smiling, she screwed in a few of the bolts attaching a new motor to part of the exoskeleton.

Her antenna vibrated slightly as she heard a familiar vibration of a familiar set of feet. " It's open, Ross." She called out, tucking her multi-tool into the band around her hair.

A smile was upon the lips of the ship's sapphire engineer as she went about her work. Her main table was covered with a grey tarpoline and what appeared to be parts of a space suit and exoskeleton.

Smiling, she screwed in a few of the bolts attaching a new motor to part of the exoskeleton.

Her antenna vibrated slightly as she heard a familiar vibration of a familiar set of feet. " It's open, Ross." She called out, tucking her multi-tool into the band around her hair.

Ross smiled, entering the room slowly. Thex's room Engineering, was well equipped, it seemed, for whatever it was that Thex was working on now.

Gavin looks on interested. “Should I be worried, my lover, that you have resorted to making a mock copy of a humanoid?” He flashed a curious, playful glint as he walked up to inspect the incredible engineering work that Thex was completing.

Ross whistled. “Welds. I know welds. Those are proton-based welds. Nice job!” He scanned her body, noticing her undercoat tunic and sports wear underneath, her long, slender hands of blue.

Thex let out a slight laugh with a grin. " I'm not trying to replace you, my play mate I'm just making some adjustments to my mer diving suit. " She explained as she looked to him. " How's your day been?"

“My day?” He chuckled, leaning in... His breath was warm against her ear. “Sick bay’s chaos... Verteron particles, Cardassian bioweapons, the usual. But this?” Ross's gaze roamed her form. He ran his hand from the snug tunic to her small hands. “This is the kind of engineering I’d rather inspect.” He flashed a roguish smile, his fingers brushing her wrist playfully.

" Eager for sommm..." Thex began her voice shifting to her dancer tone before her blue darted to her tool, which had almost fallen off the desk. Letting out a shriek, she wriggled out of Ross grip and grabbed her tools, though a few spilled on the floor.

Ross didn’t have any sort of protection, though he could assume it was a lot more of their play. He enjoyed every heart palpitating moment, as his eyes drew their puples wider with excitement, and a dose of extra testosterone in the moment.
Seeing the blade of the symbol, the weapon, the mastery weapon of death. A symbolic and dancer art form, that Thex had… Had exuded perfect.

Ross taking a weapon from the floor, as he raised his right forarm forward, crouching from the other side of the desk, as he grasped the handle of the tool that was similar to Thex holding…

Gavin grinned. “Now Thex. I am just playing here!” As a Doctor this spelled disaster all over it, and probably for him. “Oh well.”

" Are you?" Thex slyly said with a grin forming on her face as she seemingly readied her own tool. " Do you wish to challenge me?" She joked, beckoning him to come closer.

Ross cocked his head, half his hair standing on the back of his neck, and half relaxed. "Uhhhh huh huhhuh..." He chuckles nervously at Thex's presentation.

He breathed in and flexed his hands on the weaponry he had in his hands. The device is as deadly as the blades on the Bat'leth. He felt the weapon as he slowly widened his space around the room, and they seemingly circled for a moment. Ross started to meet Thex as they had come to the middle...

Thex lunged forward a grin spreading over her face. As a trained blade mistress, she could easily cut or harm Ross, but she would never want to hurt her playmate. Each of her lunges and strikes anyone could dodge or block.

Gavin dodged the first swing from the weapon that Thex sported, as he twisted and re-held himself a few metres across as he laughed. “That… There was close!!” He shook his head.

As he then slowly walked it out, minutes turned into 10s, then into 20s, and finally into half an hour as he walked in circles, matching Thex. Then, suddenly, he was caught as Thex lunged toward Ross, Gavin swinging his blade, hard-hitting, as it met Thex’s in the mid-guard. Gavin’s face lit up with energy and testosterone anger to fight back, well, a female. Andorian! So, Ross felt good about that.

His Muscles were enough to hold off Thex...

Thex, on the other hand was had no intention of losing. With a twirl straight out of her dancing, she was suddenly right in front of her playmate and placed a kiss firmly on his lips.


The kiss, warm and sensual, was like kissing a tiger, and it was Thex...

Ross was shocked to have Thex front and center in his field of view. He grinned cockily, taken aback by the moment. As he held back, he felt Thex take hold of his body

Thex slender blue hands slip around Ross body as she deepened the kiss. Her right hand began linking with his hand holding his dagger and began sliding it out of his grip.

Ross's grin faltered. His breath caught as Thex's slender blue fingers intertwined with his, coaxing the dagger from his grip with a gentle, deliberate pull. Thex pressed deeper, a heady mix of confidence and control that sent a shiver down Gavin. "Thex," he murmured against her lips, voice low and rough, "you play dirty." His free hand found her waist, pulling her closer, caught between surrender and the thrill of her boldness!

" And you love it don't you my playmate." came the blue girls reply as she placed another kiss on his lips.

Gavin growled as he nodded, as he felt emasculated at the moment… Thex literally having him in a hold with blades.
“Baby, Empress Thex…” Ross begun… “I want to make love to you. I just want to be alive.” He chuckled in laughter.

Thex smiled as she kissed him again as she droped the blades with a clatter. " Then make love to me my emperor."

Gavin’s eyes burned with a fierce, unspoken desire as he gazed at Thex, her silhouette framed against the soft glow of the cabin’s ambient lighting. Her blades dropped. His heart raced, a primal rhythm echoing the urgency that surged through him. Without a word, his arms swept Thex up effortlessly.

“Thex…” Intent was apparent in the heat of his gaze, the way his hands tightened gently around her waist. He carried her with purpose, each step deliberate, crossing the small cabin to the bed tucked against the bulkhead.

The air between them crackled with unspoken need as he lowered her onto the soft surface, his movements both tender and urgent. Gavin leaned over her, his lips brushing against hers in a fever. “I’ve wanted this,” Ross whispered hoarsely, his voice thick with longing “wanted you.”

Ross feels Thex’s slender, smooth skin, warm, soft, cold blood meeting warm blood in ecstasy.

Thex warmly smiled as she pulled her lover down, bringing another kiss to his lips. "Then take me." She whispered into his ear

Ross’s hands, warm and calloused from years of precise work, traced the curve of Thex’s thigh, the contrast of his human heat against her cool Andorian skin sending a ripple of sensation through him. Ross leaned closer, his breath a warm caress against her collarbone. The room seemed to pulse with their shared energy, every sound amplified. The soft rustle of fabric, the faint creak of the bed, the quickening rhythm of their breaths.

He positioned himself, his thick member pulsing with heat, a stark contrast to the coolness of her body. Ross moved with a swift, passionate aggression, yet there was a controlled grace in his motion, a surgeon’s precision married to raw desire. He entered her in one fluid, forceful thrust, the sudden fullness drawing a sharp gasp.

The sensory flood was overwhelming—his skin prickled with the coolness of her body, the slick friction of their connection igniting sparks that danced up his spine.

Gavin loved the feel of Thex. She was a treasure only for Ross.

Ross’s rhythm was relentless yet sensual, each thrust deep and deliberate, as his butt cheeks squeezed hard each time, sending his member on a mission. Ross’s hands were gripping Thex’s tiny, slender hips to anchor them.

The room filled with the symphony of their union… The wet, rhythmic sound of their bodies, the creak of the Starfleet bed, the soft gasps and growled murmurs of ecstasy. Ross’s scent, musky and human, mingled with Thex’s faint floral essence, creating an intoxicating blend that enveloped them. Her cool skin warmed under his touch, fucking his hips faster, meaner, harder… craving more of the fierce, passionate rhythm that bound them in this moment!

The ship's Sapphire engineer was no passive lover. Every thrust, moan, and squeeze she returned with all the passion and animalistic fury of one trained in her arts.

As the two of them exploded together in an eruption of pleasure, she collapsed into him, wrapping her arms around him. " Do all your patients get this level of care? " She whispered softly into his ears.

Ross grinned, his breath still heavy as he pulled Thex closer, her warmth grounding him in the afterglow. "Just the ones who spark a fire in me like you do," he murmured. Voice soft but playful, sealing the moment with a gentle kiss.

Thex returned the kiss before allowing herself to relax in his arms.

He let his strong forearms wrap around his petite Thex. Closing his eyes, just feeling their bare flesh together...






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