**The Importance of Discipline**

(c) 2011 GingerM

*Like fragile bubbles, the universes press close together, touching yet separate. In one, starships roam the galaxy, seeking, exploring... in another, those same starships fare forth bent on conquest... the ships of the Empire.*

"Enter," Lieutenant-Commander Desoux responded to the door buzzer. Lt. Tamerlane stepped through as the cabin door *shsssh*'d asside, keeping hir hands well clear of hir side. As expected, something cool pressed against the small of hir back and previous experience told hir it was the emitter of a type 2 phaser. One hand rested on hir shoulder while the other plucked hir phaser from hir sash, then hir dagger from the top of hir boot.

"Thank you, Emilio, Travis," the Science officer said. "I think you can take up your stations outside; I don't believe the lieutenant means me any harm." His henchmen nodded, came to attention and saluted as they left, leaving the two officers alone. "Take a seat, Lieutenant," he invited hir, again with the same courtesy so unusual in an officer of the Empire toward underlings. *And sub-humans,* shi thought, keeping the accompanying flash of rage off hir face with the skill born of long practice.

"Yes, sir," shi replied, flicking hir tail neatly to one side as shi sat. He resumed his seat as well - rising for a lady was another one of those anachronistic old-fashioned courtesies - and shi considered the man who sat across from hir. Lieutenant-Commander Richard Desoux was the head of the Sciences section and hir immediate superior. He in turn reported to the First Officer, Commander Spock. He was of medium height, with sandy brown hair, a neatly-trimmed mustache and sad-looking brown eyes. The rumours were that he had achieved his rank more through lack of anyone else wanting his position. He had the reputation of being a nebbish, an inconsequential nobody who was dead-ended in his career in Starfleet. Now, however, shi wasn't so sure; the polished ease of his movements bespoke a man with considerably more depth to him.

"I have here a report," he tossed a datachip, "that suggests you were responsible for... severe injuries to a couple of crewmembers two or three days ago." His brown eyes swung to meet hir green ones and suddenly shi felt as if a missile battery had locked on hir. "Comment, Lieutenant?" he asked softly.

Choosing hir words carefully, shi replied, "There was an... incident, yes, sir." Hir eyes tracked to the datachip held casually between his fingers. "I was assaulted on G deck by a couple of crewmen from Engineering - I suspect at the Chief Engineer's direction." Shi looked back to him. "The regs regarding self-defense are quite clear, sir. Just because I'm not human doesn't mean I don't have some rights."

"No... no, you certainly have the right to defend yourself," he agreed, swinging back and forth slowly. His eyes dropped a bit and shi felt hirself flushing slightly - no mean trick with hir complexion and the fine, fine coat of chestnut horse-hair covering hir body. *Does he want...?* shi asked silently. He was proving very hard to read - much harder than any male officer shi'd ever encountered before. But he definitely wasn't looking at hir face anymore, and hir tailored uniform halter showcased hir firm breasts very well indeed...

"I fully expect an officer of the Empire to look after hirself. However, in future, you might think of making my job easier by... not leaving evidence, shall we say?" he said, rising with a smile.

Shi rose as well, smoothing hir short uniform skirt against hir thighs, watching him... and there was the clue; his eyes drifted further down hir body, coming to rest on the tail of hir officer's sash dangling in front. "Of course sir," shi replied in a low, throaty voice as shi stepped around the end of the desk. "I'll take care not to put you in that position again." Barely a pace apart, shi looked at him and slowly ran hir tongue along hir chocolate-coloured lower lip. "Will there be anything else, sir?"

His answer was to pull hir against him, slipping a hand down the back of hir skirt and placing the other on the back of hir head as he bend to kiss hir. "You can make up the inconvenience to me," he murmured, his fingers digging into hir bottom. Shi pulled his head back, hir lips parted, moaning urgently as their tongues probed each other's mouths, tasting, seeking. He walked hir backward around the divider separating his bed from his sitting area, and shi chuckled as shi felt the bed behind hir knees and let hirself fall back, pulling him down with hir.

"Of course..." shi answered, breaking the kiss for a moment. *How does he want me?* shi asked hirself. She needed to be careful with him; handled right, he could become an ally, someone to cover for hir. Handled wrong, shi just might find hirself out an airlock one fine day. The Empire was not kind to those it considered slave races, even those it had created itself. Or perhaps especially those it had created.

Fingers moved, tugging, unsealing, eagerly exploring... hir top was gone, revealing hir proud, firm breasts, the chocolate-dark nipples jutting up as hir body responded to his touch... and shi was agreeably surprised as hir superior's shirt came off - *deliberately too large,* shi realized in passing, *to misdirect...* - revealing well-muscled arms and torso. Now he was undoing hir sash, now it was slipping off, and hir fingers were undoing his, letting it drop away, and his trousers followed soon... *Nice, not bad at all,* shi mused, admiring his rising member. Hir skirt went next and his eyes widened as hir charcoal-dark sheath and sack were revealed.

"That... explains a few things," he smiled down at hir. "I'm more interested in your other delights, though," he went on, gently rolling hir onto hir front. His warm, strong hands stroked down hir flanks, stopping at hir ass, thumbs digging into the firm muscle. "I have a particular taste, you see," he went on, massaging, pulling hir chestnut globes apart. "Ah..." His hands shifted, thumbs resting either side of hir tight chestnut star. "Now that is truly lovely...!"

Smiling to hirself, shi eased hir thighs apart further, then gasped as a sudden dab of cold landed on hir anus. Then his thumbs were there, rubbing the gel in, digging into hir... shi moaned as plesaure flashed through hir, hir hips and ass lifting, flagging hir tail up... and a groan behind hir matched the sudden thick warmth pressing against hir and instinctively shi clenched, but his hands were on hir hips, controlling hir, and he thrust again... "Ngghoooo!" shi gasped, feeling his hardness pushing deeper, pushing hir down on the bed... 

"Unnghh!! So tight!" he gasped behind hir, his eyes closed as he took hir with swift strokes. Shi smiled down at the bed, the sheets filling hir vision while shi pushed back, enjoying the feeling of him filling hir, his cock hot and thick, thrusting, pumping, driving into hir. As shi had anticipated, it didn't take him long, and the sudden tension of his hands on hir hips, the pace of his groin thudding against hir ass, the subtle but key flexing of his member inside hir foretelling his release... and then he was crying out and shi with him, while he jerked spasmodically and liquid warmth spilled into hir rectum..

Less than a minute later, shi felt him softening, and with a heartfelt sigh he pulled out of hir, rolling off hir, his member leaving a sticky trail across hir upturned bum. "That.. was very good, Lieutenant," he muttered, his eyes closing. Shi shifted, hir thighs splayed, a dribble of semen trickling from hir pucker and slowly slurped him into hir mouth, hir tongue caressing his semi-hard shaft, cleaning him. Shi laughed softly around his member, working down in, then used hir tongue to lift his balls one by one into hir mouth, until hir mouth full engulfed him. "Oh, hey...! I like this!" hi grinned as shi sucked his cock and balls, lapping at them, licking every drop of his spunk until he was fully limp again.

Releasing his saliva-coated manhood from hir mouth, shi smiled at him, licking hir lips contentedly. "Will there be anything else... sir?" shi grinned, and he grinned back.

"No, Lieutenant, I think we understand each other."