Franklin and Paul had just returned from Klingon Space. They had engaged Breen fighters and successfully interrupted the rearming of an entire Klingon sub-fleet loyal to the House of neroQ. Paul was amazing as the wingman of the Fight Squadron Commanding Officer.
Franklin and Paul were walking back to the flight deck of the Pavillion when Franklin told Paul about the stress he was under knowing that Nikolas may break the history of his service to the Stone crime family. He was upset that Paul was more concerned with his service as a pilot then with their relationship.
Paul tried to explain that he wanted to be accepted as the pilot because he is seen as the token cross dresser in the Fleet and in fact to appease a complaining vocal minority as a previous President of the United Federation of Planets. He had to show the other pilots that he had mad skills or they would see the appointment to the fighter squadron as political in nature.
"Whatever.", Franklin just wandered away.
Paul went up to his quarters. Franklin had actually pissed him off. He did not understand what Paul had gone through to be able to dress like a woman even for a little while. He wanted to be like Patrick Hatherton. He wanted to be able to be accepted for his skills and still be able to dress as he chose in private.
Paul actually debating going to see Tanus but after seeing him and Teshra enjoying supper, he knew that was out of the question. Paul thought about the choices that he had made. He thought about being all alone the first time he had dressed as a woman in public and how Franklin had treated him. Tanus had abandoned him. Franklin was a good man.
Paul invited Franklin to his quarters for the evening. This was the second time he had had to prove to Franklin that he was his life partner.
Franklin looked at Paul laying on the floor with a perfect quaff of hair (biogenesis is so cool) and wearing a tiny g-string. Franklin smiled, "This is the beautiful person I love to see."
The big Caitian mounted the beautiful human. Franklin rolled over and laid on his back as Paul went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Paul came back out and lay on the chest of her big man. She or he, I am never really sure which fell asleep in the joys of couple-hood.
Posted by;
Colonel Franklin Stone
Fighter Squadron Commanding Officer
Tombstones Fighter Squadron
King's Fleet Station Group
