Drunken Miss Orderly

Posted on Mon Feb 2nd, 2026 @ 3:41am by Ensign Henry Taylor & Lieutenant JG Rala & Tessa di'Orion

Mission: Lower Decks
Location: Henry's Quarters
Timeline: Immediately following Girls' Night

The Chimera’s lone Draakri strode down the corridor, her four arms bearing the ship’s lone Tialan in—appropriately, perhaps—a princess carry.

Tessa's arms were around Rala's neck in some effort to help the Draakri from dropping her, or just to not roll out of her arms, or something that she just couldn't remember, "Tanks again forr bringing me to 'Enry's, Ai coulda made it, but dis is easier."

“Of course, little one,” Rala said, smiling. “Someone had to make sure you made it, and it may as well be the one who can save you the indignity of stumbling through the corridors in the middle of the night.” She chuckled softly, giving Tessa a light squeeze. “Besides, I seem to have a bit of a protective streak when it comes to you.”

Tessa pulled herself up to give a friendly kiss to Rala on the cheek, "You're really nice, you know, Mebbe should make you guard commander uf Heart's Ferge!"

“I would be honored,” Rala replied, “although ‘commander’ may be beyond my skills. Now let’s see,” she trailed off, scanning nameplates on doors as she walked. “Henry’s quarters should be...” She spotted a door reading ‘Ens. H. Taylor’, and stopped in front of it, pressing the chime. “...Here.”

Henry had been spending his night alone doing very little. He'd always been a loner, though not always by choice, so he was used to nights in reading or playing music. Having spent a week with Tessa practically living with him, however, was making him feel rather alone. Still, he adapted. He got some things done, ran into the Chief Engineer and had a brief conversation in the lounge over burgers, finished his letter to his sister, and had been working through a new book lying on his bed when his chime rang.

He stood up, wondering who it was, and was surprised when the door opened to reveal Rala in somewhat rumpled off-duty clothes, holding a mostly-conscious flannel-pajamas-clad Tessa in her arms. "Is...she okay?" he said, slowly.

Tessa had tried to help walk herself back to Henry's quarters, insomuch as her feet had kept moving along even if they weren't propelling her very well, but only a few 'steps' into the journey she had been swept up unceremoniously. "I'm fine!" she said, proud of herself for getting the words out even if they came out as 'Aiiii-fiiiine.', but to her, they were perfect.

“Her experience with alcoholic beverages tonight went...somewhat farther than I was hoping it would,” Rala said, looking up at him with an apologetic expression on her face. “Figured this was probably the best place for her to sleep it off.”

Henry bit back a response, and a slight chuckle at Tessa's assurances. "Absolutely. I'll look after her," he promised.

Rala carefully lowered Tessa to her feet. “Alright, little one,” she said, making sure the young Tialan was at least somewhat stable before letting Henry take over. “You take it easy, drink some more water, and listen to Henry. I doubt this is the first time he’s dealt with someone in your state.” She glanced up at Henry for confirmation.

Henry shrugged. "I've seen a drunk or two in my first Quad at the academy," he said. "Thankfully didn't have to carry them." He put his arms around Tessa, one holding her up, the other guiding her to him.

Rala stepped closer to him, lowering her voice to something barely above a whisper. “I don’t need to tell you not to take advantage of her in this state, do I?” Her expression said she trusted him, but she still needed to hear him say it.

Henry's face was a mixture of hurt and offense, but he understood her concern. She didn't know him.

"He won't," Tessa grinned up at him, eyes dull but with some light in them, "Bu' I can't make the same promise, Ral'!"

"Well we agree on the first part at least," Henry said. "Thanks for seeing her safely here, Rala."

“Of course,” Rala said, “And I meant no offense. Like I told her on the way here, I seem to have something of a protective streak for her. Good night, you two.” She affectionately mussed Tessa’s hair a bit before turning to leave.

"Don't we all," Henry said, lovingly.

As the doors closed, Henry held Tessa up in his arms, trying to help her stand up and looked down at her as she rested her head on his chest. "You doing all right?" he said, chuckling a bit.

Her eyes locked onto his and she settled her feet at least mostly under her and she smiled widely. "I'mmm doing juuust finnne," She got out, "Feeling mushh better already. Henry, you're cute!"

Henry snorted. "Thank you, Angel. So are you." He debated about just throwing her over his shoulder, but with only a few steps to his bed, it didn't seem worth the effort. He half carried her there and gently poured her into his bed. "I'm glad you had fun," he said, grinning at her. "Never thought I'd see you drunk, though."

"'Mm not drunk, jusht had a couple drinkies that the girls gave me!" Tessa grabbed a hold of his shirt as he laid her down in the bed and pulled him down towards her awkwardly, "First time I've everr had this mush to drink, well, thash not hard." She managed to lean up far enough to kiss him, barely, before she crashed back to the bed.

Henry kissed her and caught her before she fell off the edge of the bed. He sat her up a bit against the pillows and put her legs over his lap, rubbing her legs gently, smirking. "Not drunk at all," he said, tickling the bottom of one foot, briefly.

She only snrk'd at the tickling, the alcohol having desensitized here a good amount and she wriggled her toes at him. She looked down at herself and plucked at the pajamas she wore, "Y'know, gotta keep theshe as a shouvenier! Not mine, but washe fun at troof or dare, feel deshent, but like my udders better.." She peered up at Henry, "Shink I look good in theshe?"

Henry did a double take. "Those aren't yours?" he said, realizing he'd never seen what she was wearing before, but assumed they were from her quarters. "Do I wanna know how you got them?" He looked her up down. "They look very cute on you, though," he said, grinning and squeezing her thigh.

"Shomeone was dared to switch them with someone else." Tessa said dramatically, "Don't 'member who anymore, but vey haff mine." She crooked her finger him in a beckoning motion. "You know how I'd look cuter? If I didn't haff them on."

Henry's eyebrows shot up. "Someone's bold when they've had a few," he said, chuckling. He gave into the beckon, however, and leaned over and gave her a long, deep kiss, massaging her thigh as he did so.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as she savored the kiss, then opened her eyes at him as he finally backed off a couple of inches. "You know, tonight could be your lucky night." She said quietly, "I'm not going anywhere and I'm ready whenever you are." She sounded less drunk, but it was only because the words were hard to slur.

Henry stared into her glassy-but-no-less-beautiful eyes and felt his blood pound in his ears. "Tessa di'Orion, every night with you is my lucky night," he said, trying to be diplomatic, hoping some sweet words would distract her. He kissed her again, making his way to her neck and trying not to be distracted by the feel of her near him.

She groaned in pleasure as he kissed down to her neck and reached up to her chest and began to undo the buttons on the flannel nightshirt she'd swapped with Jenna for on that dare. It was only to give him more access to further down her throat and even further, and a chance to let him explore her own body more for the first time.

Henry kissed along her shoulder and down her collar bone and suddenly stopped as she sat up and wriggled out of the shirt. He stared, unable to muster a response appropriate for what he was seeing. They weren't the first pair of breasts he'd ever laid eyes on, but they were certainly ones he held in great esteem. He'd probably have thought so if there had been enough blood flow to his brain to put those feelings into words.

He leaned forward, kissing her again, one hand on her side, running up to cup her breast gently, careful not to move too fast and scare her.

Her hands went around his face, holding him where he was as she kissed him back fervently, arching her back to try to move his hand a little bit faster towards it's goal, a slight gasp as his palm finally touched her nipple, then she suddenly broke the kiss and leaned back to pull his face downwards instinctively.

Now firmly entrenched at Second Base, Henry contented himself to making her gasp and purr, massaging her breast gently and continuing to kiss her, holding her close and stroking her back with his other hand.

Clearly Henry wasn't getting the point that was going through Tessa's inebriated head, not that she had been planning to argue the point even she'd been sober. One hand fumbled as she tried to get a grip of the hand on her back and pull it out from behind her. It took her four attempts to finally grasp it and place it on her stomach before releasing it again.

Henry was doing his best to balance meeting her demands with preserving his integrity. His hand slid up her stomach and both hands went to work on her chest as he kissed down her shoulder. He gave a slight jump as she began fumbling around his shorts again, her previous attempt making him slightly gun-shy, especially as her current state didn't seem to inspire her to be gentle, nor subtle. He moved down her body slightly, putting himself a bit out of reach as he moved his mouth to her breasts to distract her.

The distraction worked and she wriggled in delight hands rubbing the back of his neck and shoulders as he ministrated to her, but then her frustration returned and in a sudden move, aided by a knee to push his hip over gently but very firmly, she threw him off and over onto his back with a grunt. She pushed the hem of the flannel pants down and somehow got them off and tossed to the side before she threw her leg over him to straddle the still-fully-clothed Henry, leaning over him to kiss him again in as clear an indication of what she lusted for at this very moment.

The sudden change in position left Henry a bit stunned, so he put up little resistance as she mounted him. Truth be told, he wasn't sure he could've resisted anyway. Still, his promise stood: Protect her from any danger, even herself. Although in that moment he was struggling to focus. He kissed her without hesitation or reservation, his hands moving to her back, then sliding down to grab her rear, holding her steady so nothing happened by accident.

He decided turnabout was fair play and grabbed her, flipping them bodily over, putting himself back on top to control the situation, the motion causing them to grind together, eliciting a mutual reaction. "I love you," he said, breathing hard, continuing to kiss her.

The rapid move to spin them so that she was flat on her back caused Tessa's head to swim even more than it had been before, but she still returned the kiss happily, smile on her face. "I love you too, Hen-ry..." Her eyes closed, but this time it was clear that it wasn't to enjoy the moment, because her entire body relaxed in his arms as she lost consciousness.

Henry relaxed slightly...only slightly. He had never wanted a high-pitched sonic shower so badly in his life, but he didn't want to leave her alone in that state. Instead, he gently laid her down on the pillow and made her comfortable. He carefully moved off the bed and stood up, heading to the replicator. He keyed in his authorization and replicated a preloaded hypospray. He brought it back to the bed and placed it on the nightstand. He paused, seeing her lying there and appreciated just how beautiful she was, then removed his shirt and carefully pulled the sheets down from under her.

He climbed over her and slipped behind her, pulling her back against his chest, relaxing at the warmth of her body against his. He pulled the bedsheet over them, giving her some modesty, and wrapped his arms around her, a hand resting on her breast and holding her against him. He kissed her cheek and sighed, resting his head as well and closing his eyes. Maybe tomorrow, he thought.