Tyr arrived at the enlisted's lounge and tapped the access pad. The doors opened and he could hear soft music just before the scent of baked fish reached him. He smiled and stepped into the dark lounge, mild scented candles and a few perimeter lights were the only illumination. He could see every corner perfectly but the effect was pleasing as he approached the small table set for two.
Harper came out of the galley area and set a large covered platter on the table. "I'm ... running a bit late." He blushed.
"May I assist?"
"You could pour the wine." Harper smiled then returned to the galley.
Tyr found the wine in a bucket of ice and grinned at the label wondering if Hunt knew his engineer had pilfered a bottle of the best. The pale blush was just barely discernable as the liquid flowed and settled into the glasses set out.
Harper set out two covered bowls and sighed. "I ... Andromeda helped with ... "
Tyr held out a glass. "Come drink with me."
Harper stepped closer and took the offered glass. "Thanks for coming."
Tyr stroked his cheek and smiled. "I wouldn't miss it, this, or you."
Harper shivered and moved closer.
"A toast?"
Harper cleared his throat and nodded. "To Mary."
"To Mary." Tyr nodded and sipped his wine as Harper did. "If ..."
"Don't spoil it." Harper rushed.
"I have no intention of spoiling anything. I was going to say that if it wasn't for Mary our author wouldn't have gotten into writing slash as she has."
Harper smiled and took the last step forward, so that his body moved against Tyr. "Yeah."
Tyr kissed him softly. "Would you care to dance, Mr. Harper?"
Harper smiled and nodded.
Thanks Mary. Happy Birthday.
Pamela