Capernum: Settling in

Posted on Fri Apr 11th, 2025 @ 4:59am by Lieutenant Lenore (Len) Holbrook & Lieutenant Commander Sean Loewen {Meji}

Mission: CAPERNUM: {CD&MISSION} On Duty

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After ensuring that all the medical supplies from the Nazgul were transferred to the Capernum and that all the reports were done, Len finally left the Nazgul's Sickbay. She headed to her quarters and gathered up the few belongings that she had to her name and put them in an old style sea bag. Once done she took one last look at her quarters before heading to the transporter room to be transported over to the Capernum. She gets directions from the transporter chief and heads to her new quarters.

Once she nears the quarters the doors open, having been programed to recognize her. She entered her new quarters and noticed that they were already larger than her old ones. She set the sea bag down and went further into quarters.

Done with getting his FC people in line and figured out, a long day of voiced expectations and greetings, Lt. Commander Sean Loewen was ready to kick back, cross his ankles with feet on a table, and sip some whiskey, straight. He even carried a bottle of said libation in his left arm, cradled like a baby. Arriving at the CMO quarters (which he knew were also designated for the FC Chief, thanks to Resch), Sean simply walked forward slowly until the sensor detected him and opened the door without need for hitting the panel key. Surprisingly, he saw Len standing in the living room/main room, her back to him as she seemed either deep in thought or she was looking out the panoramic windows to the stars. Stepping in next to her briefly, to set his Jameson's whiskey bottle on the coffee table, he then got in behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, clasping them together over her abdomen. "Some latinum for your thoughts." He kissed the side of her neck just below, and behind her left ear.

Len leaned back against his chest and placed her hands on top of his. "Just thinkin' that the quarters are bigger than the last one. It has been a busy few days and I'm starting to feel tired." She can usually go a few days without sleep if needed due to her augmenations, though she preferred not to do it all the time.

Sean gave her neck another peck. "I snuck in here earlier. All my bags are in the bedroom and the small office room. We'll unpack over the next few days. But, yeah," his eyes danced around the cabin. "They are definitely a size up. As for you being tired, I can imagine. Transferring all your medical supplies and what not couldn't have gone by quickly. Especially the non-replicatable meds." He slid his hands gently from around her waist, and out from her own gentle grasp. They traveled up her sides, then slid back just before the armpits and ran up her back to her neck and shoulders. Once Sean's hands were on site he began to knead, rub, and massage the tension from her muscles in those areas.

Len's head tilted forward with the massage. "The staff helped as much as they could, but yeah it took awhile for all of it to be transfered." She enjoyed the massage for a few minutes before turning around towards him. She wrapped her arms around him and turned her head into his shoulder. "How was Flight Control?"

"Busy," Loewen responded. "For what it was. Typical flyboy-flygirl antics expected of most pilots. But, they seem a good lot. Attentive, intelligent, so we'll see how it goes over the next few months." Wrapping his arms around her, Sean hugged her to himself in a gentle, protective embrace. His hands lightly scratched and rubbed her back. "Ya know," Sean pulled his face back enough for her to look up and see his grin. "The bathrooms do come equipped with jacuzzi tubs with plenty of room for two. How does a steamy bubble bath sound? Some candles, and perhaps," he tilted his head as a pointer towards the bottle of whisky. "A tumbler of Irish potion."

"That sounds like an excellent idea. Please lead the way." Len said with a grin.

Teasingly, as they unwrapped from each other, and due to her quick response, Loewen popped off. "Yep, she's a drunkard. Mama warned me about gals like you." He said this while giggling on his way to the master bedroom, removing uniform items as he went. Tunic unzipped and hung from the headrest of a chair near to the bedroom door, red mock-neck shirt being peeled off over his head. Out of nowhere he let out a goodly belly laugh once out of her sight. "It's gonna be an adventure, darlin'. You sure you're ready for that?" More giggles, and he had yet to drink.

Len followed Sean, taking off her uniform as she went. Her blue uniform set next to his on the chair. She took of her boots and placed then under the chair, leaving her in her standard issued under garments. "I'm more than ready." She said with a giggle.

Standing in just his boxer briefs (Starfleet blue, of course), Sean looked over as Len came into the bedroom. He gave a long, low wolf whistle. "Damn, babe. Only you can make Starfleet skivvies look that good." Another laugh. Loewen was on cloud nine, his energy level peaked. Here he was living with a lover, on a ship meant for business, under a Captain with an outstanding record. And then, this beauty walks in and completely blows his mind. Stepping in Sean wrapped her in an embrace, kissing Len deeply all while his hands undid the bra in the back. To say he was ready for a hot bath with a hot chic was obvious by his current physical condition.

Len lightly bit down on his lower lip when she felt her bra be undone. She pulled back slightly, looking into his eyes. They have slept next to each other before but haven't slept together before. "Hot bath first, then I'm ready for more, if you are." She said shyly.

His voice becoming more husky, and sexy. Sean cupped her face after he had removed her bra and tossed it wherever. "I love you, Len. No doubts." He gave her another warm kiss before he released her gently and turned to fill the tub. Once the water was flowing he shucked his briefs and lit some candles, dousing all the lights except for the panels for doors and thermostat. A few pumps of bath oil and the aromatic scent filled the bathroom, the bubbles growing as the tub filled. The water was steaming, so he eased his body into the tub, standing, then reached for her hand to assist her into the tub. Hopefully, it wasn't too hot for her.

While he was filling the tub she got fully undressed and took his hand when he offered it. She lowered herself into the hot water, it being the temperature that she liked. She leaned her back onto his chest. "I love you too, Sean."

Using a loofah sponge Sean began to wash Len where he could reach. Chest, arms, shoulders and neck. Easy, gentle movements to clean but not disrupt her leisure. He kissed the top of her head as she leaned back into him. Loewen was prepared, of course, for the tired Doctor to get so relaxed that she would soon be fast asleep against him. Not that that was a problem. They had the rest of their lives to get to rolling in the scratcher. While he thought on these things he opened the bottle of whiskey, pouring two fingers worth of liquid into two tumblers. He sipped his and let hers sit until she asked for it. Right now, it was her 'pamper myself' time.

She took a sip of the whiskey before setting the tumbler down. She closed her eyes and allowed the scent calm her mind and body. After a few minutes her breathing slowed down slightly as she fell asleep in the comfort of his arms.

Once he heard the heavy breathing of sleep, Sean grinned to himself and downed what was left of his drink, then downed the rest of hers. Setting the glasses aside he then gently woke her up, sitting up with her still against him. "Come on," he said softly. "Let's get dry and head to bed." He kissed the back of her shoulder, placing his hands where they would be the most useful in helping her stand when she was ready.

She stood up with his help, stepped out of the tub and grabbed a towel for herself and handed him another one. Once dry she headed over to the bed and laid down on her side, waiting for him so that she could snuggle with him.

Sean admired her form as she laid down while he finished up drying his hair. In his mind she was exquisite. She had not even pulled the covers up yet, so he got in behind her and pulled them up over them, spooning his front to her back, both of them wriggling a bit to make it snug. Shortly thereafter he heard her heavy breathing again as he lay awake. She clutched his left hand in hands, as if he would fade away if she let go. That made him grin to himself again, and before long, he too was fast asleep.

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Lt. Commander Sean Loewen
Helm Chief/Ops officer/2XO
USS Capernum NCC-93388

Lieutenant Lenore Holbrook
Chief Medical Officer
USS Capernum NCC-93388