"On Fire" - Part 2 [MATURE]

[Javin_Prell 0]

"On Fire" - Part Two

a Rebel Productions Log

 

[THIS LOG IS RATED MATURE]

 

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Prell layed down on a blanket, staring out at the waves of the beach. He couldn't complain about this mission, not with all the downtime. A young woman with long red hair, sporting a dark blue bikini approached. In her hand is a hand bag, which made clinking sounds as it moved back and forth. She smiles at the sight of the relaxing Trill. Quietly and without warning, the young red head moved in, sliding into Prell's lap. Her hands trailed down the spots on his chest. "Hi stranger, my name is Ginger." She leaned in and began kissing him.

 

Prell was startled for a second, then grinned and kissed her back. "So, how'd it go?"

 

She smiled as she gave him a couple quick kisses. "The Great Empire is now short one Captain, who died of natural causes. Due to stress in the workplace." Kairi looked down at the spots on Javin's chest, tracing them with her fingers. "So how was your day?"

 

He grinned, and gently flipped the both of them so that now he was on top. "Much more relaxing than yours was, so I think it's time for you to relax dear...."

 

"Oh why Mr. Prell, is that an order?" she giggled.

 

"Not if you dont want it to be..." He nuzzled her neck and kissed her long and hard."

 

Kairi exhaled softly as his lips moved along her delicate skin. "Mmm...How long do we get to stay here before our next assignment?"

 

He picked his head up and looked into her eyes. "Well, I'm not sure. That part of the transmission from the council was pretty garbled....." He winked, and kissed her again, running the back of his hand along her cheek.

 

Her breathing began to quicken as she returned the kiss. Eventually Kairi broke, having to come up for air. "Knowing them, they'll want us to stay a couple of days. You know to let things settle." She then dove back into his lips, as her hands begand to roam freely down Prell strong, muscular back.

 

Otherwise occupied with his mouth, Prell started roaming his hands down Kairi's sides and chest, up and down, up and down. One of her hands slowed to he lower back, sliding just under his swim trunks. She gave a slight squeeze, digging her nails a bit into his firm flesh. Kairi was usually in control of these situations, but every once in a while, she loved it when he took charge. Breaking her kiss once more, she gasped. "This is a private beach right?"

 

He gasped as well...."Oh...d....." he grinned, "just kidding love, it is." He winked, and took revenge for the nail marks by tweaking her nipples through her bikini top.

 

She bit her bottom lip, moaning slightly. She reached up placing her hand on the thing that was holding her top up, a lone string. Just as she was about to tug, something in her handbag began to beep. Frowning, she looked to the bag, knowing exactly who it was. "I hate their timing."

 

Prell sighed. "They do seem to know the most inopportune times, dont they..."

 

Kairi nodded as she sat up and gently pushed Javin off of her. She then rolled over onto her stomach, facing her handbag. Digging through the bag, a flask and two glasses were removed, trophies from the recent mission. The rebel woman finally pulled out the source of the beeping. It was a handheld comm unit. She pressed a button. "Yeah?" Was all she said.

 

A myserious voice responded on the other end. It was loud enough Prell could hear as well. "Very well done. They will be set back months in their operations." The voice paused for a moment. "Now if the good Chief is done using you as a pillow, we have your next assignment."

 

They were watching, she didn't know how, but somehow they were watching. "What would you like us to do?"

 

Prell was wondering how the Resistance had eyes on them as well. He hadn't told anyone about this private beach.....

 

"How would you like to take out an admiral?" The voice said. The question itself didn't really matter. They were still going to do it.

 

An admiral? Kairi thought to herself. Every since the pair had escaped with Dielle from the Agincourt, the missions have been getting harder and harder. "What is his name?"

 

"Her name is Katherine. Details will come later." The voice gave them time to let it sink in. "You'll have to change your tactics for this one. Your little seductive act won't work on this one. I'm sure you two can figure it out though. You'll have plenty of time to strategize on the way. Oh and your transport leaves in two hours."

 

The comm then goes dead.

 

Prell sighed, and kicked some sand up with his foot. "Someone's in a bad mood today."

 

"They've been pretty upset with us since the Agincourt incident. You'd think they would have loved us when we brought them that device." Kairi remained face down on the blanket, resting her head on her arms. "He especially doesn't like you, you know? Ever since I found out he was still alive, things have been different."

 

He layed down next to her, running his hand up and down her back. "You'd think I made I made a decent first impression on him....I mean the Agincourt is STILL having problems, last I heard..." He leaned over and kissed her.

 

She softly returned the kiss, knowing full well they were probably still being watched. Kairi sighed a little, "I guess it's a fatherly thing, watching out his little girl. It's still hard trying to adjust to having a parent again." Running her hand through her still red hair, she tried to change the subject. "Does red look good on me?"

 

He grinned and pinched her butt. "Yes it does." He started to get up. "Let's go back to my room, and 'get changed' for the ride." He winked, and offered a hand to help her up.

 

She took his hand and soon found herself upright. Wrapping her arms around him in a soft embrace, Kairi rested her head as she looked out to the ocean. "I guess we have an hour to kill."

 

He smiled. "That we do. I wonder if you can set a 2nd man 'on fire' today..." He kissed her, and playfully pinched her butt again.

 

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Edited March 11, 2007 by Javin_Prell