June 15, 2361

Toby got me a little two person space craft! He's going to help me with a custom paint job, when we get back from the run. We took her for a test spin and I fell in love! She handles like a dream and can push warp nine. I am so in love but have to decide what to name her. And I know Toby enjoyed the long thank you kiss and embrace I gave him.

We had a day to kill before the shipping run so we found a place with a bar, then spent most of the day there. The place, being run by humans, had a pool table. I wasn't sure if Toby could play, but I challenged him to a game. He not only agreed but offered to place a wager on it. He said if I win, he'd drop the subject of me finding a safer job, but if he won, I would have to agree to go find that safer job.

When I didn't respond to him right away, he looked at me with a frown. He teased me by accusing me of being afraid of ending up stuck as a flight instructor, then took my chin in my hand. He explained that if I wasn't willing to make a wager about something like this, then I shouldn't be willing to put my life on the line for such a job. I narrowed my eyes and accepted his wager.

He smiled as he racked up the balls. I let him break and sat on a stool across the table from where he leaned to take his shot. I didn't usually wear a short skirt when I was playing pool, and I considered clothing to be mostly a courtesy for other people and never bothered to wear anything under mine, so I didn't think about how I was sitting. After his shot, he came up behind me and placed his hands on my hips. He leaned forward and nuzzled at my neck as he warned me that if I kept the teasing up he'd have to take me here and now.

It took me a moment to realize what exactly he was referring to, then I smiled widely. I shot over my shoulder a comment about how he'd have to finish the game if he wanted to save my life and send me to a safer job, then reached between us to give the growing bulge in his pants a quick squeeze before I went to take my shot. He muttered softly under his breath and couldn't focus for the rest of the game.

When I finally won, I challenged him to another game, but he said he wouldn't be able to handle it. He slid his arms around my waist from behind and leaned around to whisper in my ear how crazy I'd been driving him, and exactly what he wanted to do with me. He followed this confession with his lips on my neck, his teeth grazing my skin.

I slipped out of his arms, took him by the hand, and led him out of the bar. He followed me almost like a lost puppy until we made it to the room we'd rented for the night.

He didn't even wait for the doors to shut behind us before he roughly pulled me into a kiss. Even though it'd been four months since the first and last time we'd been together, we fell into each other like we'd known each other forever. Instead of guidance, this time we exchanged praise. He bit my shoulder, I drug my nails up his back, he pinned me to the bed and I growled up at him to quit teasing. We carried on like this almost all night, we probably only got a couple hours sleep.

In the morning, I woke up first and considered why he was so determined to talk me out of my dream job as I stayed tucked up against his warm hard body. I just couldn't figure out why someone who had known me for such a short time would be that concerned about me risking my life.

When he woke up, and I was still at a loss for a reason, I asked him. He kissed my forehead before he replied. He told me he cared about me, and didn't want anything to happen to me, but he had every intention of honoring our bet from last night and would no longer bring up the subject. I pointed out how little he knew me, so he responded by pointing out the passionate sex we had the night before, and how that doesn't seem much different than caring about someone.

I stopped asking about it and we lay in bed a while longer before he pointed out the shower and bed facilities on the ship certainly are far from the best, and that we should enjoy the benefits of our fine room as much as possible before we were due to leave.

He gently pulled me into a kiss and pinned me to the bed. My Klingon half started to take control and I moved to reverse our positions. Toby pulled back and asked if we could try something soft and sweet this time. I nodded and willed myself to calm down as he leaned in to softly kiss me again.

This time was quite different than the other times, everything lasted longer and wasn't laced with the pain my Klingon half craved. I still enjoyed it, but not as much as I did the other way. Toby seemed to enjoy it more this way though. I have to remember that non-Klingons aren't usually as fond of the pain laced pleasure.

Toby stayed in bed while I went and took my shower, and while I got dressed, he took his. As I was putting my d'k tahg into its sheath, which I had tucked into the top of my right thigh high boot, Toby came up behind me and caught me by surprise. I drew my d'k tahg as I spun and had it pressed to his throat before either of us knew what was happening. As soon as our eyes locked I pulled the d'k tahg away, slipping it into its sheath without taking my eyes from his.

I apologized and sheepishly asked if he was okay. He nodded and my eyes darted down to his throat. A tiny drop of blood sat about where the blade had been for but a moment. I grabbed my regenerator from my bag where I kept it out of force of habit, even if I hadn't had use for it much in the last year. I told him to hold still as I took his chin in hand and tilted his head up. The regenerator made short work of the tiny cut, and I tossed it onto the bed as I hugged him tight and leaned my head on his shoulder.

He let me babble a moment about how sorry I was, how he'd caught me by surprise and how it was a self defense habit. He held me gently and rubbed my back as he assured me that it was fine, and all I'd really done was assure him I was able to take care of myself, thus making it easier for him to not worry about me taking the job that was all but reserved for me.

I pulled back, making eye contact as I expressed my surprise they were really that interested in me. My eyes were wide in question, and he nodded to indicate they were, and chuckled with a wide grin.

He pointed out that they wouldn't let just anyone on one of their ships while on a run, and told me they knew I was hesitating, so they were hoping this would seal the deal before they had to get into a bidding war over me. I pulled him into a tight hug and when I let go he took me by the shoulders with a serious look on his face. He made me promise that I wouldn't sign on with them until I graduated and had seen what other offers were out there for me.

We gathered our stuff and headed down to the ship after that. I was surprised when instead of Korth, there was some human hanging around. I asked Toby where Korth was, and he told me that he thinks he's off somewhere with Mara.

I was told the new kid was a floater, filling in on crews when needed and would end up on a full time crew eventually. He also mentioned that they probably wouldn't waste my time making me work as a floater, about the time I'd be graduating would be about the time they're putting together a fresh crew, I might even end up on the same crew as this kid. He suggested I try to make friends.

Friends certainly wasn't going to happen, the guy pretty much took one look at me and blew me off with little more than a grunt to acknowledge my presence. As he turned to walk away my eyes narrowed in anger but I couldn't help noticing how cute his ass was. This only served to anger me more since he'd just insulted me and here I was noting how cute he was. Toby noticed the steam coming from my ear, and the death look following the asshole onto the ship, so he asked me what happened. When I told him, he wanted to go kick his ass for me. As amusing as that would have been I stopped him.

Laina, the bajorian, and pretty boy took first watch in the cockpit as we headed out to pick up the cargo. Toby gave me the ten cent tour, then crawled into one of the tiny bunks to get a cat nap. I decided to write in my journal, but I probably should get a cat nap too before we're called up to the cockpit for our watch.