odan

[odan]

semi-active name: • ambassador odan nicknames: • age: • date of birth: • eyes: • dark hair: • brown height: • canon: • star trek occupation: • trill ambassador hometown: • ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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[odan]

Odan chuckles softly, but deeply. He does so love playing like this with her.

"I thought that was perfectly fair," he responds with a grin of amusement on his face. "I wasn't planning on letting that be the only thing, but it was a kiss."

And a kiss is a kiss, right?

Ha. Well, he moves closer, until he's standing next to the desk. Not quite within kissing range, no, but close. Very close.

"Perhaps I should place mistletoe everywhere if this is what I get from it."

[dancingmd]

And oh how much does she love the game as well. They always know how it will end, who will win, but it doesn't make it any less exciting.

"Are you trying to get me fired, Ambassador?" His title comes out as almost a purr.

[odan]

"I would never," he insists with a grin, moving just a little closer until he lowers his voice to continue. "The only thing I'm trying to do is make you smile, Doctor Beverly."

As over the top and sappy as he always is. The kiss will come soon. He just has to be his lovey self first.

[dancingmd]

"Oh, that's the only thing you're after, huh?" Raised eyebrow of skepticism here.

[odan]

"Making you smile, making you laugh," he continues, turning the sap and passion up to level 15. "I want you to feel like the most special person in the entire galaxy, because you are. You always will be, Doctor Beverly, and I love you very much."

With that, he lifts a hand to cup her cheek before he leans in to kiss her.

[dancingmd]

"You're incorrigible," she admonishes with a low, soft laugh. Then her lips are pressed against his in a kiss that lingers much longer than it has any right to, given where they are.