Or A Little Bit Less

Posted on Sun Nov 28th, 2021 @ 6:19am by Michelle Erilin

Mission: Lower Decks
Location: Michelle's Quarters SB 614
Timeline: Prior to Chimera Leaving For Dexic

They were both asleep on the smallish bed, the completely bare as if someone had just packed the room up into the two crates of belongings that were stacked in the corner. The only exception was the bed which had soft, comfortable sheets and blankets on it. From under those sheets, two heads protruded, the smaller form of the woman snuggled up against the larger man, one arm over his chest, a small amount of drool coming from her mouth and onto his shoulder.

Tyler woke up, a pounding headache and his vision a little blurred at first. He then realized he had a woman laying on his chest and leaned his head up. He knew he was naked and let a soft "fuck" escape his mouth. He hadn't drink that much in a long time and now he felt guilty and like shit physically.

The movement of his head and therefore shoulders woke Michelle from her light sleep. She was always a light sleeper and she groaned as one eye opened and saw him, "Go back to sleep, I've got an alarm set so you'll be back on your ship with plenty of time." She snuggled in closer to him, which revealed to him that she too was as naked as a jaybird, one leg hooking up over his as she got more comfortable.

Tyler's head still raised he asked the question "Did we?" he paused and laid his head back "Did we have sex?" he asked finally.

Her eyes opened again and she realized that she probably wasn't about to get more sleep this evening her green eyes bright with humor, a smile curving on her face, "Would it be such a bad thing if we did?" She asked, not answering his own question intentionally.

He looked down for a second and then back up at her "Well no" he admitted a naughty smile growing on his face, one he was trying to hide. "I'm just" he looked up at her again after glancing down at the silhouette of her body under the blanket "I'm just naked and things are hazy" he admitted again.

She rubbed his chest with the hand that was on it, "And I'm far too ethical to take advantage of you while you were super drunk." Michelle giggled, "No, we didn't, I had them bring you here because I wanted to make sure no one tried to rob you while you were passed out and I didn't know if your ship had rules against showing up drunk and motionless." She made no effort to move, "If you reach reach to that side table, there's a hypospray that should get rid of that hangover you're suffering from. I was about to ask if you'd brought an AlcoDote when you hit the floor and I couldn't just inject you with anything without your explicit permission."

"Thanks." Tyler reached over and grabbed the hypo, pressing it to his neck he added "On both counts." "So." he asked as he felt the symptoms of the booze starting to wear off, he gave her a side eye "Did I get naked?"

"And a fair spot of work it was." Michelle confirmed, "At least I had someone bring you here, you must be over twice my own weight, so I wouldn't have been able to carry you. Getting you undressed so your uniform wouldn't possibly smell funky was a bit... Interesting. I don't sleep with anything on, and there's only one bed and I also didn't feel like sleeping on the floor, so I just nipped on in with you. Didn't think you'd mind that much."

Of course Tyler didn't mind it a bit. She was gorgeous "it's" he paused a second "it's fine." As the effects of the booze were completely gone now. "So" he stammered a bit "so...so you took my uniform and my underwear off?" he asked slightly embarrassed not remembering. He had certainly woken up in this position a few times, but not in recent years.

She nodded energetically, "It was accidental, the underwear at least. They just came off with the pants and I wasn't about to lift you and give you a wedgie just to get them back on." She propped herself up on an elbow to look up at him more fully, relieved that his headache now wasn't affecting herself, "Clarissa really did give us some good drinks, I don't think she or I didn't expect you to not have an alcodote, aren't they standard issue for the frontier areas?"

"Figured I was okay in a Federation star base" he raised his eyebrows and made a funny face. "I guess I've just been under a little stress."

"Stress?" Michelle asked, concern in her voice, "What kind of stress? Anything I might be able to help with?"

"Just" he ran his hands through his hair "Just work stuff" he really didn't want to talk about it and closed his eyes for a second before opening them and looking her in the eyes. "Thanks for taking care of me" he smiled a devilishly handsome smile.

"All part of the service." She smiled, "Need something to drink, water, juice? No alcohol for you anymore." She reached up to tap his nose even as she wriggled to the edge of the bed and stood up, heading for the small refrigerator in the corner, "It's also the proper thing to do, taking care of others."

Tyler couldn't but help her walk away and had to break his gaze "OJ would be great" he blinked a few times and had to look away from his host.

Michelle giggled again as she grabbed the bottle and brought it back over, sauntering her way over to sit on the bed, "You'd think you didn't like watching." She teased him, holding the bottle out to him, she was no longer wearing her necklace even, "Would it make you more comfortable if I put something on and brought you your uniform?"

"I'm fine" he had rolled over on his side and started pouring the orange juice, trying hard not to look up at her standing there naked in front of him.

Michelle knew where this was going to go with that statement. If he weren't interested, he would have had her get those clothes. She laid back down on top of the covers, propping her head up again, "So, when do you need to be back aboard your ship, Tyler? I'm sure your crew will be worried about you."

Tyler smiled "They can wait." he grabbed her and pulled her over, kissing her with the smile still on his face.

It was a while later before she slipped out of bed again, him back to snoozing as she took a quick shower, then went over to the open crate to select an outfit to wear. She'd be meeting with her new boss in an hour and she had to look her best. It was an interview, not a done deal, but she had an inside track. Possibly two now, if she needed them.

She quietly padded over to him and brushed a kiss over his forehead before she slipped out the door. The alarm was on for him and she could trust him. Besides, she knew where to find him if not.