House Call

Posted on Wednesday May 29th, 2019 @ 4:44am by Ensign Qualt Vonn & Lieutenant Junior Grade Jordan Emerson MD

Mission: Welcome to Union Mining Station Number 42
Location: Qualt's Cabin
Timeline: September 20th, 2421

ON:

Jordan had finished his shift a few minutes early and had stopped by his quarters and stopped by his place long enough to take a shower. Riley was still awake, so his departure had been met with a knowing grin and more than one innuendo.

Since they were ostensibly playing doctor, Jordan had thought it would be fun to dress the part. He was dressed in a pair of teal scrubs as he made his way to Qualt's quarters. Straightening the top, he pressed the chime.

There were a few moments of silence and then the door slid open. The Xelayan grinned at him. He was dressed much more casually then he had been in the medical bay. He wore a tight, black tank top that didn't leave much to the imagination about the well-stacked muscles of his chest and stomach, aside from its color. His lower half was covered with pair of black pants that looked like the might be the same texture and material that they made yoga pants out of. They also didn't leave much to the imagination, even though they were definitely not as tight as the top. He took a deep breath. "Well, come in!" he said and stepped back out of the doorway so Jordan could enter.

Jordan took a few seconds to unabashedly ogle the other man before he stepped inside. "You look even better now than you did earlier," he said. "I know the whole doctor and exam thing was just flirting, but did you want to do that? You know. Roleplay? Or did you have something else in mind?"

Inside, his quarters were actually rather neat and tidy. There were a few items on the wall that looked like they might be personal and also a few items on the tables, but other than that it was mostly Union issued fair for furniture.

"Thanks... I was trying to be a good patient and look good... I mean wear something that was easily removed." He shrugged. "If you like that, I am willing to do it. Sounds pretty sexy to me. I'm also okay with just dropping the pretense and hitting the sofa... maybe the bedroom if we make it there." He offered a rather adorable, lopsided grin.

Jordan considered the possibilities in his head. "Well, I really like the idea of role playing. It can be a big turn on. But, it's been more than a month since I've slept with anyone and you're way too hot and I'm way too horny. We can always come back to the roleplaying. But right now that couch sounds really inviting."

He boldly crossed the distance between them and pulled Qualt into an intimate hug bringing his face to the other's and pressed his lips against Qualt's.

"Right?" he managed before he was kissed. He returned the kiss soundly, backed with considerable passion of his own. Over his years in Union service, he'd spent a considerable amount of time in other people's quarters doing exactly what he was doing now. Sometimes he had even managed to get into trouble for it. He hadn't really considered asking the doctor if he was already in a relationship. Although, the prospect of the other man cleaning his tonsils for him sort of trumped that question altogether.

Jordan released his grip on Qualt and stepped away from him long enough to pull first his shirt then the other man's over their heads dropping them to the floor.

Then rather than kissing his lips, he began kissing at his neck and started working his way down.

Qualt was out of breath and grinning, his hands wandering everywhere he could reach. "So... do you normally... make house calls?" he asked with a soft chuckle.

Jordan had to momentarily pause in his ministrations and had only made his way to Qualt's chest. Raising a brow and making no effort to suppress a grin. He paused considering his answer. Turning just a bit more serious he said, "I talk a good game, but no, not really. I just thought you were really sexy. What about you?"

Qualt laughed, running his fingers through the doctor's hair, almost absentmindedly. "Well, I won't lie. It's not uncommon for me to invite handsome men back to my quarters, but it's not usually the ship's doctor..."

"Well, I'm flattered that you think I'm handsome. Maybe, we can make this a regular thing. By the way, I guess I should ask, what is your favorite thing to do? What do you want to do now?"

"Anything that involves sex, nakedness and a relatively soft surface is my favorite thing to do. I want you to stop talking." He reached down and pulled Jordon up, being Xelayan, he had no problem lifting him and
kissed him passionately.

Jordan had started to chuckle while he was being lifted, that laughter stopped as soon as Qualt started to kiss him. He returned the kiss fervently and let his hand descend to the other's manhood, which he began to fondle.

Qualt groaned into the kiss, breaking it off and panting at the doctor with a grin on his face. He turned quickly to the side and picked Jordon up completely, throwing him over one shoulder. He headed for the bedroom. "So when did you say you came aboard? I should have hurt myself sooner..."

Jordan wasn't quite sure how to act or to react. He knew the Xelayan were incredibly strong, and he'd dealt with a couple in his life, but never in his current situation. He wasn't sure whether to be aroused or repulsed by the idea of being treated in such a way. "I got here about forty-eight hours before you did," he managed from his position. "Are you planning on gettin' hurt a lot?"

Qualt laughed. "I dunno. I might. If I have treatment from you to look forward to." Despite how roughly he had picked the doctor up, he was much more careful about putting him down on the bed. There was some sort of furry blanket on the bed that was super soft. Qualt stayed standing, looking down at Jordan with a lopsided grin on his face. "So... welcome to my bedroom..." he looked around and then back at Jordan before he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his pants. "You know... you look pretty good like that. Although, I think we both still have too many clothes on."

"Well, I'm usually the one in your position, but, I do like a little variety, so I kind of like where this looks like it's going. And you're right. We both do have on too many clothes." Then he reached up and helped the other man finish removing his pants.

Once they were both completely disrobed Qualt grinned and climbed onto the bed with Jordan. "So... do I have to keep calling you doctor?"

"No, you can call me Jordan. Later. Right now I want you to shut up and take me, make me yours."

Qualt continued to grin. "Now, that's what I wanna hear!" he announced before pouncing on the doctor.

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