The club was filling up and the music was already almost too loud to talk over. They quickly found themselves on the dance floor again, this time with the loud pumping beat of the dance music. Even though there was room on the dance floor, he held her close. Aria held on tightly with one hand on his shoulder and the other was left free to sensuously explore. Jean Luc only needed to keep on hand on the small of her back to keep her close to him. There was something primal about the way they danced with each other, as if they were making love right there on the dance floor.
Being so close to Jean Luc made Aria ache in ways she didn’t think were possible. All she wanted was to feel a release from the building heat inside of her. It almost felt like she was itching from the inside for him. Aria knew that she wanted to make love to him, to feel him inside of her and be brought to unknown levels of pleasure, but she did not want to go too fast either.
The two of them grew sweaty and their hands explored their partner’s body. They realized that if they did not stop they would find themselves bordering on the edge of inappropriate behavior. It was agreed that they should sit down for a while. They found two seats at a quiet end of the bar and Aria excused herself to freshen up in the ladies room.
From inside one of the stalls in the ladies room, she overheard two women talking about some of the men at the club.
“Why does it seem like all the good looking guys are taken by obviously younger women?” one of the voices said.
“I know what you mean. It is so hard to find a nice guy that isn’t a troll,” the other lady said.
“Did you see Captain Picard with that little young thing? She was all over him.”
“Some girls have all the luck. I have heard some stories about how wild he gets at events like this.”
“Yeah, me too. I wonder how long this one will last? Not long I would assume.”
“Maybe he’ll be done with her before he leaves. I would not mind being the next one in line for that. You ready to get back out there?” Aria left her stall after she heard the ladies leave. As she fixed her makeup in the mirror, she wondered how true the description of her date was or was it just two women talking trash. Have I already ruined my reputation as a credible Starfleet officer with this one-day with Jean Luc? With much of her confidence deflated, she headed back to their table where she could see the two women circling her date.
Aria took her seat next to Jean Luc and he took her hand and gently kissed it. She smiled at him. How could this gentle, sensitive man be the kind of man the two women were describing in the bathroom?
“Is there something wrong, darling?” he asked her, focusing all of his attention on her.
“No, how could anything be wrong? I’m just a bit tired,” she replied.
“Do you want to get out of here then?”
“Sure, that would be nice.”
He helped her to her feet and they walked for the door. Outside, the air had cooled off and there was a light nip in the air. Aria rubbed her arms, trying to keep the chill off of them. Noticing that she was trying to keep warm, Jean Luc put his arm around her and held her tightly against him. Jean Luc walked her back to her door of her suite.
“I hope you had a nice time tonight. I certainly did,” he told her as he held her gently around her slim waist.
“I did have a really good time, thank you,” she told him, looking into his eyes. What she saw was the tender and kind man that she had known all this time and not the philander that she heard of in the ladies room. “Would you like to come in for a little bit?” she asked him.
“I would love to, but I am afraid that we might do something that we both would regret doing too soon. Aria, I love spending time with you but I want to take my time with you. You are too special for me to rush things.”
“All I was asking is if you wanted to come in and talk, not hop into bed,” she giggled. He was getting way to serious for her.
“I know Aria, but we have all the time in the world to be together,” he told her as he gently stoked her cheek. She reached up and held his hand in place as she began to kiss it. Jean Luc moaned and told her, “Aria, you are intoxicating. I must say good night.” And he entered into his own suite.
Aria watched Jean Luc disappear behind his door before going into her own suite. It was so lonely inside and it was such a large room for just her. She picked up a shawl and went over to the balcony and leaned up against the railing, taking in the night’s cool air. The planet was so beautiful, she was so glad that she was able to be there and discover that her Captain did have the same feelings for her that she had for him all this time. She could barely believe that her mother had been right all this time.