Everyone's Favorite Lil' Meow Meow

~ Lets just get one thing straight, she would most likely NOT be gentle or graceful with her affection, especially not your first kiss. She's sporadic and a bit insane, so it's safe to say her affection would mirror that.

~ When you're both alone, or walk past each other in the halls, she will shove you up against the walls and attack you with kisses any chance she gets. And when I say shove, I don't just mean push, I mean, she would grab you and full force thrust you against the surface of whatever is closest.

~ Very much into forehead kisses tho for some reason?? She doesn't do it often, and certainly not in front of her crew, but let's say, if you're alone, sitting down or having a special moment, she'll always cup your face in her hands and press a surprisingly gentle kiss right on your temple. Though, she never really sticks around for your reaction, always whisking away to attend to some other captain duty.

~ Typically, when around her crew, she would either ask you to stand next to her, to keep you close, or at times, she'll ask you to sit on her lap.

~ She is not very fond of anyone, especially solids, so for you, being a solid, there have been many nights of reassurance and apologizing and fear that she may resent you deep down. And though she doesn't seem like she'd be comfortable talking about her past, with you, she's an open book.

~ She's fucking scary when she needs to be, and is overly protective of you always.

~ There had only been one instance of someone hitting on you, and it was when you first came up to the bridge. You had been on the bridge for a while, listening to her give commands when one of the crew members began to flirt with you. She did not like that. Of course, you had no intentions of returning the flirtation, but even if you had, you wouldn't have been able to get the words out quick enough before she pulled out a phaser and turned the crewman to dust.

~ It wasn't sunshine and daisies when you two had first met. In fact, you had started out as a prisoner of sorts for her. It wasn't until she learned of your severe distaste for Starfleet and its unethical methods that she had given you a bit more grace for being a human.

~ After learning more about each other, and creating a blooming bond between yourselves, she had asked you to join her crew, or at least shadow some of her top officers to learn the ropes.

~ And after that, you two started something special. A relationship of sorts. You began to learn each other, and care for each other in ways you hadn't thought either of you were capable of before.

*NSFW Content Below!! Tread lightly ;)*

~ Vadic is a total dom in bed.

~ She can't handle allowing anyone but herself be in charge in many situations, including the bedroom.

~ There will be times where she'll let you lead and take charge at first, but it always ends with her on top and in charge.

~ Kinks??? All of 'em. She would deffo be into tying you up or at least strapping your hands together. She would also probably be into spanking you a little, especially if she thinks that you have been naughty and need to be reminded where you belong. PRAISE!!! She would not only love when you praise her and affirm her, but I think she would get off on telling you how good you were being for her, or how good you felt?? Hair pulling is a yes, she loves pulling your hair, and you best believe that if you yank on hers, she'll go feral. She'd also most definitely be into choking you and playing with your breathing. Bit sadistic, but sometimes, she likes to choke you just enough to see you almost slip out of consciousness, then release her grip and watch you gasp for air. It just does something to her hehe. Safe to say, she's a kinky mf and is into some sadistic BDSM type stuff.

~ Having said all this, I feel as though I could see her having a soft side in the bedroom?? Maybe if you were having a bad day, or if you needed that extra love and attention, she would bust out her nurturing and caring skills and soft!dom the fuck out of you. Don't get me wrong, it would still be intense, but not in a rough and fast way. More in a passionate and intimate way.

~ Aftercare would be tricky with this one. Before you, she had never known soft, or gentle, or kind. So aftercare, at first, would definitely take some getting used to. After a few times though, I think she would get the hang of it and actually be pretty good. But real talk, I think she'd become a big baby after sex and would ask you to do all the cleaning up and taking care. It's a trade off between the two of you. But she would greatly reward you after with a long and tired cuddle sesh.

~ She doesn't mind being the little spoon, but I think she would much prefer to hold you, maybe have you lay your head on her chest while she wraps her arms around you tight. Similarly, when she is big spoon, she wraps her arms tight around your waist, and will yank you toward her, to the point where you can't escape.

~ You had worked at Compware for a little over 5 months before the untimely death of your boss, and were an intern and somewhat personal assistant for Sang-Woo.

~ When Sang was still alive, your main job was to deal with whatever he needed. Fetching him coffee, lunch, a document he's misplaced, help arrange meetings, and generally do any other necessary things for him and any of the more important guests that met with Mr. Sang. That's how you met him.

~ One day, you were putzing along, cleaning up and organizing a few files that your boss had needed for tomorrows meeting, when you had been called up to his office.

~ He didn't clarify if he needed anything, or what he needed from you, he just sounded tense and it sounded urgent, so you quickly made your way to his office.

~ As you came around to the main door of Sang's office, you could hear an unknown voice with a strange, what sounded to be, vague European accent, speaking with Sang.

~ And as you pushed open the last door, your are met with the sight of a very sharply dressed, and quite handsome, older gentleman.

~ The air seems to shift as you enter the room, and though you struggle to take your eyes off of this intriguing new man, you force your gaze settle back onto the man who called you here in the first place, Sang.

~ He quickly asks you to give the man across from him a brief tour as well as show him his way out. He looked pale and sweaty and sounded extremely shaky, almost like he just ran a marathon and was fighting to catch his breath. His eyes were also shifting all around the room, landing everywhere else except on him.

~ You quickly nodded your head and opened the office door, beckoning this stranger to follow you out.

~ Sang and his guest shook hands before he turned and followed suit.

~ During the tour, he wasn't very chatty. You provided a bit of information about the employees and what everyone did there, but he hardly seemed interested, in fact he didn't seem like he was listening at all. He asked a few simple questions about the building itself but nothing about what you actually did there, or what the company was even about.

~ As the tour came to an end, you eventually walked him out, and assumed you'd never really have to see him or speak with him again, as you never typically have had any reoccurring interactions with any of Sang's collaborators in the past.

~ But, as days pass, and Sang's unfortunate death pops up, your eyes land on a vaguely familiar face in the office.

~ This time, however, he actually introduced himself.

~ For some reason, it's like time had slowed and the world was now running at half speed.

~ He looks up at you as you approach him, and he cracks a growing smile. He stretches out his hand toward you, and with that oh-so-familiar European tone, lets his name fall from his mouth. "Regus Patoff."

~ After exchanging pleasantries, he puts you to work. Something along the lines of "Whatever you did for Mr. Sang, while he was alive, you'll do for me..."

~ You didn't think much of him at first, only that he was a bit of an enigma and very eccentric, but beyond that, all you really had to do for him was bring him a coffee or grab some food if he'd ask. A far less demanding job than when Sang was in charge.

~ It wasn't until about a few weeks or so after he had assumed the role of "boss" that things started to get more intense around the office.

~ With the rise of the new up and coming mobile game, Jungle Odyssey, he had asked you to sit in on a brainstorming meeting and take notes.

~ As the meeting progressed, he had passed around a timer and everyone had a short amount of time to pitch their ideas to him. As it reached the last person, he let out a disgruntled sigh, letting everyone else in the room know that he was not pleased with any of the ideas he heard.

~ Without thinking, you let one of your own ideas slip from your mouth.

~ He slowly turned to you with an unreadable expression, and in that moment you were sure you were either going to be severely told off or fired for your interruption.

~ It wasn't until you saw a mischievous glint in his eyes and a small smirk grace his lips that you realized he was intrigued by what you had said.

~ From then on his behavior toward you became a lot more...friendly?

~ Typically, when you would bring him something, he'd let out a quiet and monotone 'thank you' and would pay no attention to anything else you'd have to say, solely keeping his gaze down and focused on the work in front of him.

~ However, as of late, he's started asking you a bit more personal questions.

~ At first, he had asked you questions like where your favorite place was to eat. Or if there were any good clubs around. You had originally thought that he was asking simply because he was new to the area and was looking for a bite to eat. But then the questions began to shift into something more.

~ Now, whenever you brought him a coffee or a print copy of a file he needed, he would actually stop what he was doing and ask about your day, or what kind of body mist you were wearing, what shampoo and conditioner you use, what was your shoe size, or what did you eat for breakfast that morning.

~ He started initiating physical contact as well.

~ A man such as Regus Patoff seems (and most often is) untouchable. The first and, what you thought would be, only time you had come into physical contact with him was when you had first shook his hand. But now, it seems like you're constantly running into situations where your hands brush as you hand him his tablet, or he lightly grazes your arm as you lean over to place his lunch down in front of him. Once, he even placed his palm on your lower back to gently move you out of the way.

~ Gestures like this would be quite ordinary from anyone else, but from him, it was so out of character that you couldn't help but begin to pick up on it.

~ This continued for days until, one night, around three in the morning, you receive a call from Mr. Patoff himself, asking you to come in to the office.

~ This wasn't anything new really. When you worked for Sang, he would often text you or call you late at night, asking you to pick up something from the office that he forgot to grab, and needed you to then deliver it to his place. So you threw on your most work appropriate sweats and raced back over to the office.

~ Once you arrived at work, you let yourself in and made your way up to his office.

~ As you walk in, you notice he looks a lot less tidy than he did during the day. His blazer was off and resting on the back of his chair, his tie was undone as well, lying loosely around his shoulders, and the first few buttons of his shirt were undone, letting a bit of chest hair peak out from underneath.

~ He doesn't say much other than a gentle 'ah, you made it' and a 'come here' while he quirks his index finger in the air to beckon you closer.

~ As you slowly walk over to his desk, prepared to take a seat in the chair across from him, he lets out a sort of tsk sound and pats the spot on his desk right in front of him.

~ When you move to take a timid seat on the surface of his desk, he quickly reaches for your hands and pulls them toward himself, ultimately pulling you down along with them.

~ Your eyes were still trained on his hands connecting with yours until he began to speak. And it wasn't until you looked up had you noticed just how close your faces had been.

~ "Do you know why I called you here tonight?"

~ You shook your head unsurely. From what you've heard from your coworkers, this man could be ruthless and had been known to strike when they least expected it. So, you braced yourself for the worst.

~ "You've peaked my interest. And I am very hard man to impress."

~ He goes on to commend you for the work that you do for him and the ideas you've shared in the past regarding a few company products.

~ With the close proximity and the seemingly endless words of praise sent your way, you can feel a heat rushing up your neck and to your cheeks.

~ Sang had hardly ever acknowledged your existence if it didn't benefit him, let alone call you into his office, hold your hands in his lap, and compliment you.

~ Too lost in your train of thought, you hardly notice the warm hand that comes up and cups your cheek.

~ Again, you look up and gaze into his hazel eyes.

~ After a long while of just looking at one another, immersed in the quiet of his office, you begin to open your mouth the break the silence, but right before you can do so, he stands up from his seat, now towering over you ask you're still seated on his desk.

~ From this lower angle, he looks menacing, like a predator eyeing down his prey.

~ He remains still, holding your gaze until he, himself breaks the contact and makes his way over to a cabinet in the corner of the room opens it up. He pulls out what looks to be two glasses in his right hand and walks back over with a bottle of dark liquor in his left.

~ He places them down onto the desk beside you and begins to pour a generous amount of alcohol into both of your glasses.

~ Without saying a word, he picks up both glasses, offering one to you, and keeping the other with him as he settles himself back into his chair.

~ You both make a silent gesture of 'cheers' before knocking the mystery liquid back.

~ It burns as it goes down, and it tastes like sweet medicine.

~ While you're busy grimacing, you hear a small chuckle to your left and look over to see your superior giggling at your animated show of disgust.

~ "Not a big whiskey fan I presume?" he says with a grin.

~ You shake your head and let out a lighthearted, "no."

~ After sharing a few more drinks, and loosening up a bit more, you find that you both exchanging laughs and are seemingly lost in meaningless conversations about anything and everything, ranging from work talk to chatting about your biggest pet peeves, or guilty pleasures.

~ The air within the office had changed from a stiff and stale cell to the warmest, coziest place on earth. The right company had aided that too of course ;)

~ Boundaries had lost all sense of meaning that night, as you began to run your hands along his arm and had quickly found your fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck as you rested your arm across his shoulders. He too became a lot more touchy and began rubbing circles into your inner thigh with his thumbs, slowly creeping higher and higher causing a very different heat to pool within you.

~ You weren't sure if it was the alcohol throwing you off balance, or if it was just the raw gravitational pull from someone as charming as Regus Patoff, but you were slowly inching your self further and further toward him, almost to the point that you were sharing the same breath.

~ If it wasn't for one of the whiskey glasses, that he had placed beside you earlier, diverting your attention by falling and shattering onto the floor from your movement, you most likely would have ended up in his lap.

~ Soon though, you had to come back down to reality as the affects of the alcohol began to wear off. Plus, the sound of the glass shattering had you far more alert and sobered up than you thought.

~ A little embarrassed and overly apologetic, you slowly started peeling yourself off of him, realizing just how touchy you had been for the past few hours.

~ "I should probably head back home for tonight, if, of course, you don't need anything else that is, sir?" you finally said after a moment of silence.

~ He looked almost...disappointed by what you said. And looked as though he was going to ask you something.

~ His brows knit together in an earnest fashion and he opened his mouth, only to quickly shut it.

~ Across his face appears a light smile that doesn't seem to quite reach his eyes.

~ He helps you gather your things and leads you out of his office.

~ He walks you to the top of the stairs and bids you an adieu. But, before you begin your descent, he reaches for your hand, pulls it to his lips and places a gentle kiss to the back, never breaking his intense gaze.

~ He let out a final "goodnight" as you said your goodbyes as well and made your way down the glass steps.

~ He had watched you the entire way as you left the building, and only when you had finally made it outside and out of his sight did you let out a breath that you didn't even know you were holding in.

!!!NSFW WARNING!!!

- So, I could see Midge being a switch of sorts...more like a bratty sub...

- I think she likes to pretend to be in charge (especially when she kind of deflects her vulnerability with her sharp wit) but really she just wants you to put her in her place just a tad.

- As for her kinky stuff, I don't think she'd be into anything too rough. So maybe no choking, or HARD slapping, maybe a little like tap would do.

- Def into hair pulling, as long as she didn't just fix up her hair of course.

- I could see her also being into getting spanked...a little... ;))

- When it comes to her actually being dominant in the bedroom, she's not very experimental at first, so don't expect to get slapped around, or spanked, or tied the fuck up.

- If you ask her to be a little rougher with you, she'd definitely try it, for you <3 but if she finds it too weird, she'll make it known.

- Defffffff into pulling your hair

- As for NSFW stuff 😏Though Susie has a very commanding and in control nature about her, I feel that she can be a total sub (I think Susie is a switch, but more sub leaning). She might act like she's tough at first, and try to seem like she's the one in charge, but as soon as you start to kiss her neck and call her sweet names, she'd fucking melt and would be putty in your hands.

- PRAISE KINK!! Susie works day and night as a talent manager, always on her feet for Midge and the rest of her clients, I feel that she lacks enough positive affirmations in her regular day to day life, so when you two get into the bedroom and you tell her how good she feels, or what a good girl she is, she would fucking faint.

- On the occasion that she feels more dominant in the bedroom, she would top the FUCK out of you. Go big or go home for her. I feel that she would be somewhat of a soft!dom, and would typically want you to be good and do as she says, however, and she would never admit this, she secretly likes it when you get a little bratty. If you do happen to get a little too mouthy, she'll most definitely bend you over her knee and spank you, she might even make you keep count for her. ALSO, the praise kink goes both ways people. When Susie's in charge, and you're being good, be prepared to hear lots of praise pouring from her mouth. "You're doing so good for me...Just like that...That's good...You can take it." Stuff like that.