Bitch Fest

Posted on Fri Aug 29th, 2025 @ 8:15pm by Lieutenant JG Kally Kellerman & Captain Calypso Skyie

Mission: Lower Decks
Location: Cally's Quarters

Kally ran the heels of her palms up along Cally's spine and back down before leaning forward to kiss the back of her neck, ending her massage. She laid down on top of Cally, letting skin-to-skin body heat finish relaxing her muscles and kissed Cally's ear gently. "So," she whispered, "are you going to tell me what has you all in knots?" she said teasingly, running her fingertips down Cally's sides. "Or do I have to work it out of you?"

She'd happily responded to the summons for a full body massage, and she could tell Cally was beyond tense. She'd set to work immediately and was relieved to see her friend finally starting to breathe normally, but she could still feel how upset Cally still was.

It had been an emergency call and Cally was trying to allow herself to relax, but the encounter from an hour and a half before still rankled her and frosted her gidgits. It was the weight of the other woman that actually finally got her to settle down a fair bit, “I suppose I should tell you, tell someone.. I was minding my own business working on my tan in that pool program, when the Chief Engineer we were promised finally arrived. Actually, it was a different one than I’d been told about, but that’s no never mind.”

The captain sighed heavily, “But anyways, there I was when he walked in, not bad looking mind you, he introduced himself in that distracted way one gets when they see me in a bikini, and I decided to have a bit of fun. Then, right when things were getting interesting he has to up and mention Vice Admiral Jubal Towers… As his uncle.”

Kally's hands and lips stopped wandering and she leaned over to look at Cally's face. "Did you say Vice Admiral Towers? The Admiral Towers? The one you told me about?" At Cally's nod, Kally immediately moved from straddling Cally's hips and turned her so they faced each other and hugged her tightly. "Are you okay?" she said, holding the other woman close.

“Oh, I’m fine.” Calypso squeezed Kally tightly in her embrace, giving in to the partial falsehood, “Thank the Four that nothing actually happened happened, but just the thought of being with someone like-“ She shuddered heavily, “And he was all hoity toity about how he comes into engineering rooms and fixes them and makes them more efficient and how this was his next assignment. Can I toss him out an airlock and claim malfunction?”

"No," Kally said, apologetically. "But maybe I can give him something that'll make him itch in his uniform," she said, grinning. She gave Cally a kiss and looked her in the eyes. "You're a shit liar, by the way," she said, pulling her back in for a tight hug. "Don't tell me you're fine after I spend seventy-five minutes wringing the 'not fine' out of your knotted muscles." She kissed her cheek and held her tighter. "So don't be brave on my account." She smirked. "You know...just because you're taller."

“It has to be good for something, doesn’t it?” Calypso pouted, turning back over “It’s just that I’ve been at war with Towers for the last year in regards to Chimera and our crew and expectations and for him to put this, this, this asshole onto MY ship without my knowledge? I was supposed to get a different person, I saw the transfer orders for Renee! But.. Damned Towers..”

"Oh, to hell with Towers," Kally said, grabbing Cally's shoulders and rolling her onto her back, straddling her hips and glaring down at her. "You're a marine! You are a freaking warrior! Some stuffed-shirt desk jockey wants a war? I say give him one!" She thought a moment and shrugged. "I guess we've kind of blown bringing him over to our side through extreme sexual acrobatics, but that leaves us plenty of other avenues. So? What say you, soldier?" She sat up and folded her arms over her chest and stared Cally down, grinning.

"Airlock it is?" Cally asked her sometimes lover hopefully, but got a momentary scowl in return, "Maybe have Katie and Jenna perform a coup down in engineering and he'll have an 'accident'? No, Jenna would never do something like that.. She's too much of a nice girl, too much by the rules to ever do something like that. So what do you have in mind?"

"Actually," Kally said, now sounding a bit deflated, "I was kind of hoping that little speech would get you riled up and motivated to come up with a plan." She gave Cally a sheepish grin. "You may not realize this, but I'm more a lover than a fighter." She crawled forward and kissed her captain gently. "Just remember, you have an entire crew either behind you, beside you, or on top of you." She giggled slightly and settled down on top of her. "So, Ne ssy, prorvemsya." She gave her a kiss and a smile.

"I have no idea what that means." Cally smiled back and kept one arm around Kally and began to lazily trace a finger across her back, "I'm not quite sure that I'll be able to come up with some sort of diabolical plan tonight, too annoyed by the little brat. Maybe I should be more like other Captains and have 'standard' meetings with my officers?" Her finger began to trace down the back, "But that just wouldn't be fun, would it? I really don't deserve someone like you to help settle me down, you know that?"

"It means, 'Don't worry, we'll get through this," Kally said, smiling. "And I hope you never get as boring or impersonal as other Captains. And yes, you absolutely do deserve me because I am a fucking delight." She giggled and kissed Cally again. "Now, what do you say we force these thoughts out of each other's minds and we can talk about it over breakfast?"

"A shameless distraction." Calypso said quietly, hand finally making it down to Kally's rear end and squeezing gently, eliciting a squeal of happiness as she kissed her again. "I think I like it."