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Delenn of Mir and John Sheridan
Author: NWHS
The Day After
Part 1
Captain John Sheridan had gotten very little sleep the past couple of hours in fact he hadn’t slept at all once returning to his quarters from spending the night with Delenn. It was the morning after the Shan’Fal ritual and John, like any man, was still wound tight running the events of the previous evening over and over in his head.
He didn’t like the fact that what in his mind was supposed to be a private occasion turned out to be a ritual involving more Minbari than the one he was interested in spending a quiet night alone with. No, John definitely did not like the fact that members of his fiancée’s caste were outside of the bedroom door and he most definitely did not like that Lennier was among them. Whether he wanted to admit it or not John knew that Lennier had feelings for his mentor that ran much deeper than mere friendship or respect. He would never try to broach such a sensitive subject with Delenn, who he was convinced had no idea of Lennier’s affection or would even recognize the affection of most men for what it was. In such matters Delenn, as far as Sheridan was concerned, was simply oblivious to the baser instincts of men no matter the species. But John also knew that eventually the truth would reveal itself and prayed that it wouldn’t destroy the friendship between the two or worst overflow into a conflict between the men who had given their hearts freely and unconditionally to the same woman.
In spite of the unexpected intrusion of the Minbari guests and Lennier’s little ‘Woo Hoo’ imitation on the lift John Sheridan couldn’t help but smile at the evening he had just shared with Delenn hence his sudden case of insomnia. His body was still on fire from the touch and taste of her. While he hadn’t meditated so much in his life the reward at the end was worth the price of admission.
Once he convinced his conscious mind to forget about who was behind the frosted sliding doors and simply enjoy the ritual the way Delenn had intended the rest was nothing short of bliss. Admittedly John would have liked to have fully consummated their relationship but he honestly couldn’t complain after the great lengths Delenn had gone to in order to find and stimulate every center of pleasure on his body. Like everything else she did she was thorough and meticulous in her exploration and in her quest to find the hidden treasures that his body held she taught him more about himself than he had ever known.
And for the first time John was able to share his affection with Delenn without concern or fear of offending her cultural norms and mores with his overwhelming human male desire for physical closeness. Well, that’s not entirely true for there were a couple of things he wanted to do to Delenn but wasn’t quite sure how she would react. Delenn may look very much like a human female and in all ways that matter she is but John never confused her outward appearance with who and what she truly was-Minbari heart, mind, and soul. While she was more open and liberal than the average Minbari she was undoubtedly still Minbari despite the transformation and in the areas of sex and sexuality John kept this uppermost in his mind.
If Delenn was indeed fully human like himself he would have known exactly what to do and feel pretty confident of the reaction he would receive from his overt sexual actions. But she was not and Minbari records were not forth coming about such intimate practices for John had researched at nausea once he decided to propose to Delenn knowing or at least hoping that one day soon they would move beyond mere kissing into more intimate relations.
The question was what came next and John pondered this question as his body finally succumbed to fatigue. With thoughts of Delenn in his head and need for her consuming his hardened body John drifted off to sleep hoping they would continue their exploration while cursing the high probability that Minbari didn’t believe in pre-marital sex.
Part 2
Delenn finished her ambassadorial duties early and walked briskly to John’s quarters for dinner. He had requested her presence earlier in the day and she looked forward to meeting him all day. In fact she had completed very little of her work today and found herself daydreaming while meeting with the Drakh ambassador. This never happened to Delenn who could focus on even the most mundane of tasks but her mind wandered nonetheless to the events of the previous evening. She had never had such potent sexually driven daydreams before and was sure that it was her human side manifesting itself at the most inopportune time.
“Come in,” John said from the other side of the door.
Delenn entered and smiled as she watched John enter the main living area from his bedroom. He was dressed casually and found her heart beating faster at the sight of him. John smiled in return and unconsciously walked towards her.
“I’m glad you could make it Delenn,” John said reaching for her hand. “I’ve ordered dinner for us from Fresh Aire but unfortunately it hasn’t arrived yet. I hope you don’t mind,” he said trying to ignore what the sight of her did to him. Especially now that he knew how absolutely stunning she looked underneath her Minbari robes. The robes truly didn’t do her figure justice and John was suddenly grateful that she wasn’t wearing revealing human clothing. He knew he couldn’t take it and wondered again what Minbari culture allowed after the Shan’Fal and how far was too far after such an event. John shook his head ruefully and guided Delenn to the small sofa.
“John is something wrong?” Delenn asked preferring to concentrate on his feelings than the ones swirling around in her body at the moment.
“No, Delenn not really,” he answered. At her raised but patient expression he continued. “Well…it’s just sometimes I feel that I haven’t done enough to learn about your culture. You have gone to great lengths to learn not only about human culture but many others as well. Hell in certain respects you speak better English than most Americans.” He sigh his annoyance with himself and gently pulled her hands into his lap.
“We are to be married and I still know so little about Minbar or your caste for that matter. I can’t speak Adrondato and I haven’t even made the slightest attempt to learn. What kind of man doesn’t even take the time to learn such things?” he chided.
“You know all the important aspects of me John. You know my mind and heart and your soul speaks to mine in a way that no Minbari ever could,” Delenn reassured softly. Placing her right hand lovingly on his cheek she continued. “You have time to learn about my home world and my caste if that is your desire. I will teach you my native tongue if you desire that as well. It would be my extreme pleasure to do so but that is not what is truly on your mind.”
Looking into her eyes John thought briefly that this woman knows him so well often better than he knows himself and could never deceive her even if he wanted to.
“Delenn last night was…was…”
Delenn continued to caress his cheek which made focusing on speech very difficult. Such a display of affection was almost second nature to Delenn and she often found herself unconsciously reaching for him but after last night that simple touch carried so much more meaning.
Yielding her hand with his John took possession of the tiny appendage and placed a soft kiss on her palm then her wrist lingering at the pulse point. Delenn’s throat tightened from the sensation John’s lips had created in her remembering his lips on other parts of her body and she suddenly felt hot and was convinced that her level of desire for this man was decidedly un-Minbari like and definitely not becoming of a Religious Caste member.
She parted her lips to speak but before she could John captured them in an all consuming kiss that silenced any doubts that her body had a mind of its own when it came to John Sheridan that she could no longer deny. His kiss was soft, wet, and unhurried. He took his time savoring the scent, feel and taste of her. He moved to her neck wanting, no needing to feel more of her only to be thwarted by the collar of her robe.
Never one to admit defeat John found the delicate clasp at the top of the robe and gently undid it just enough for him to run his mouth then tongue up and down her neck and collarbone. Delenn leaned back on the couch giving John better access while she ran her hands hungrily up and down his back and shoulders.
Both of their hearts beat faster as they continued to explore each other’s bodies through the now very constricting clothing. Delenn ran her fingers through John’s hair thinking how absolutely arousing his hair could be in spite of the fact that she still found hers quite tedious and annoying. She pulled his head to hers so she could kiss him again accepting his probing tongue without the slightest reservation finally admitting that some of her actions and beliefs were more human than she would like to believe or would admit to anyone beyond the man currently undoing more clasps on her robe.
Breathless John said, “Please tell me honey that the Shan’Fal marked the beginning of a more intimate phase of our relationship. I know humans and Minbari do things differently but if we have to wait until we are married I would rather know now before I get my hopes up.”
Now Delenn knew what the underlying concern John had about not knowing enough Minbari culture and what his diatribe stemmed from. Smiling at his obvious nerves and genuine effort to control his desire for her sake and their future Delenn cupped his face in her hands and kissed him with all the love and passion she had for her husband-to-be until air became an absolute necessity and she released him.
Regaining her composure Delenn said, “John I thought you understood the significance of the Shan’Fal. Obviously you did not and for that I apologize. Minbari believe that prior to consummation and definitely prior to joining or what you call marriage that it is imperative for the couple to truly comprehend the needs and desires of their mate. This is done through the Shan’Fal in an attempt to guarantee that the couple is compatible in all ways. It is one more layer to help guide the joining process to guarantee that the two are truly meant to be as one,” Delenn explained.
“John I know that humans don’t engage in such rituals and often act very impulsively and while impulsivity has its benefits it also has its drawbacks. Minbari take the joining of heart and soul very seriously and the rituals were established to make sure that the decisions we make are for the right reasons and with the right person. You have been very patient with me and have participated in every ceremony I have asked with little complaint and for that I am extraordinarily grateful and you have done so with as much integrity and respect as any Minbari male.”
John smiled at the high compliment and knew that such words from Delenn were not mere bombast.
“Just because Minbari understand the necessity of such rituals doesn’t necessarily mean that we find them easy or convenient.”
This surprised John for he would have never guessed that Delenn ever questioned the strict rituals of her people especially one as important as the joining of two souls.
Delenn placed her hand at the nape of John’s neck and ever so deliciously massaged the spot she had only unearthed last night as one that sent a shiver of arousal down his spine if it was touched with the right amount of soft and hard ministrations which she was doing right now. “John just because I am committed to adhering to the rituals of my people doesn’t mean that I… that I don’t share your feelings and frustrations. Meditation has many purposes my love,” she said in a low seductive tone that revealed more than the words she had just spoken.
John felt a goofy smile come across his face one that he wished he could erase but refused to leave no matter how hard he tried. No cool points John for that lame ass smile he thought but Delenn didn’t seem to mind in the least as she pulled him towards her and whispered, “Pre-marital sex is fully sanctioned John as long as the couple have successfully moved through all of the requisite rituals and…” she paused teasingly running her lips over his, “we’ve completed them all.”
“Woo Hoo,” John said laughing before he crushed Delenn’s body against his. Their bodies melted together as John stroked Delenn’s sensitive crest which sent a bolt of lightning to her core with each hard purposeful and accurate stroke from his fingers then his tongue which probed the area where her scalp and crest met. John knew from last night that this would arouse her beyond his wildest dreams but unlike last night he intended to take it much, much farther.
Before either one of them knew what had happened they had moved to John’s bedroom and quickly divested each other of their clothing. They saw each other in the nude for the first time the night before and admittedly were quite pleased with each other but such enthusiasm was tempered by the limitations of the ritual. Tonight however no such limitations existed and they were now very aware of each other’s bodies and obvious need for one another.
“God you are so damn beautiful,” John exclaimed as he lowered Delenn to the bed.
Heart pounding with anticipation and a little nerves Delenn responded in kind. “You are beautiful as well John and I love you very much for all that you are and will be.”
That was the last logical thought that either one of them had for the next hour and a half as the universe revealed that Minbari and Humans were more alike in their desires and needs than anyone who witnessed or lived through the Earth-Minbari War would have ever thought or admitted.
To the discerning ear sounds of passion could be heard echoing through the captain's quarters as the two became one and John discovered exactly how uninhibited his Minbari mate could be. Valen and God were called forth like a mantra as they took each other to heights of mutual pleasure as the heavens opened up and accepted their cries and moans of everlasting love. John's name erupted like a volcano from Delenn's lips as he ignored the fears of yesterday and claimed her in his own way tasting her unique sweetness and finding it as intoxicating and delicious as water to a desert dweller. Her small strong arms and firm legs wrapped him in a cocoon of warmth and unrelenting pulsing gyrating heat that nearly consumed them both. No there was definitely nothing shy about Delenn of Mir and whether human, Minbari, or something in between John Sheridan knew that twenty years would never be enough and as he held her in his arms after the bliss he thanked both of their Gods for the time they had been given and for the child that would love and protect his sweet Delenn long after he was gone.
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