Celeste and Lister got dressed and slipped up to the medibay. That deck hadn't been officially cleared by Rimmer yet. It was on his list, which meant it could be months until that smeghead got around to it. Lister had told Holly not to tell Rimmer about Celeste yet. He would blow a gasket if he knew all the crew died and he still wasn't the highest ranking person on ship.

Celeste explained everything she had done to be with him. Lister didn't understand most of the technical stuff. He just couldn't believe she was really here. He stared at her for the longest time. She was rich, beautiful, and smart. All the things he wasn't, she was. She was way out of his league, but here she was nonetheless. He had totally forgotten Kristine Kochanski. Celeste elbowed him Playfully.

"Are you even listening to me, David?"

Her voice was light and playful. Lister grabbed her wrist and pulled her down into his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. Celeste giggled wildly and put up a mild protest. She had wanted him to do that from the day she first saw him. She wanted to discuss what plans they had for informing everyone else of her arrival, but she wanted this more. She had waited for this for three long years.

Lister stood, slipping his arms beneath her, and carried her towards one of the beds in the lab. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Overcome with lust, he pressed her up against the nearest wall and began pulling at his clothes. Celeste followed suit and was pulling off her blouse when she screamed. Lister turned his head and looked in the direction of Celeste's stare. There, standing in the doorway, was cat.

"Cat! Go AWAY!"

"If this is goalpost head's blow up doll, I want the next dance!"

"Cat! Get the smeg out of here!"

Lister slowly put Celeste on her feet and pulled his trousers up. Celeste began buttoning her blouse. The moment had obviously passed. Her first impression of Cat was not a good one. Cat was dancing his way to his living area in the supply decks. He had to get into a fresh suit and perm his leg hairs. (Just an aid to the natural curl!) Lister sighed loudly, his hands combing through Celeste's long brown curls. She leaned back against his stomach and closed her eyes. She was waiting for the moment that she woke up from this dream. Finally she opened her eyes and turned to Lister.

"Well, I don't think we should tell him why I'm really here."

"Well, do you have any idea what we should tell him?"

Celeste paused and a thin smile crossed her face.

"Let's tell him that Great White heard the distress signal and sent a medical officer to help, but the extent of the accident was unknown."

After ironing out a few details, they decided to go with that story and headed towards the drive room. They decided it would be best not to let Rimmer find out about their personal relationship and hoped to convince Cat of the same. Celeste stepped into the drive room and held her sternest officer stance. Lister laughed and walked over to Rimmer, who was having a futile argument with Holly.

"Yo, Rimmsie!"

"What do you want you goit?"

Rimmer turned around and almost fell over. He saluted immediately and Celeste had to hold back a giggle. He had the most ridiculous salute she had ever seen. " Ma'am, I wasn't aware of your presence! Second technician Arnold J. Rimmer at your service, Ma'am!" He clicked his heels together and ended his salute.

"Mr. Lister was just briefing me on the situation on Red Dwarf. I am the head medical officer from Great White. My name is Celeste O'Brien. I'm going to take over command of this vessel, Mr. Rimmer."

"With all due respect Ma'am, I am the ranking crewman on this ship.I believe it is my vessel to command. You are welcome to come along with us and dispense your invaluable advice to me, as a fellow officer."

"Rimmer, space corp. directive 147B-4 states that as ranking Jupiter Mining Officer I am to assume command. I suggest you get used to it, and quickly!"

Celeste began to leave the drive room, then turned to face Lister.

"I want to see you in the Captain's chambers immediately. I have taken it as my quarters. I have a few things I need put away, and the skutters are not capable of handling them properly."

Celeste turned and strutted out. Rimmer gave the two finger salute to her retreating back. Lister was loving this all too much. He couldn't resist ribbing Rimmer.

"She told you, Rimmer! I'd watch myself if I were you. The cat seems to have claws."

"You talkin' to me?"

Cat walked into the drive room, his hair and clothes perfect, a bouquet of artificial flowers in his hand. With his free hand he pulled out his mirror and complimented himself. "My hair looks nice, my clothes look nice, I just look nice! Now where is the beautiful lady?" "Cat, we need to talk, let's go, Now!" Lister grabbed Cat and walked him towards the exit. Rimmer was in a complete huff of the recent events and began trying to figure out a way to get around this. He began hassling Holly again.

* * *

When Lister arrived at the Captain's quarters the doors opened. Inside Celeste stood, her breasts popping out of her dress uniform. He grinned and had the doors lock behind him. He took a quick look around the room. All signs of Captain Hollister were gone. Celeste's aura and the faint scent of her perfume filled this space now. He hoped to spend much of his time in this room. He returned his attentions back to his new found treasure. Celeste smiled.

"I told you I had a few things I needed you to put away. Do you think you can handle them?"

"I'm sorry Ma'am, but I have no intention of putting them away. But I think I can handle them just fine."

Lister grinned and crossed the room to Celeste. He cupped her ample breasts in his hands, caressing the rosy nipples with his thumbs. Celeste purred and closed her eyes. As the caresses turned to gentle pinches, her purrs turned to moans. Lister hoped to be able to introduce his beauty to the rougher side of his sexual nature. He had learned early on that the thought of a woman across his knee or tied to the bed was one of his favorite games. He twisted her nipples a bit more roughly and she gasped and her eyes opened wide.

"Davi...."

He silenced her with a kiss that caused her legs to tremble. She wondered how in the world he had read her mind. She had always fantasized about the rougher side of sex, even though she had no experience. She had even thought ahead enough that she had transported various items that were considered sick to many people. She had quite a time getting it without people taking notice. How she hoped he would be as into it as she was. Many evenings she had pleasured herself with images of her naked bottom draped across his thighs, chastising her for any number of transgressions. Sometimes he used his hand, her antique oak hairbrush, or even a belt doubled over. Her thoughts were interrupted by a sharp bite of pain. Lister was pinching her nipples roughing and looking at her.

"You aren't paying attention to me, Love. whatever shall I do to get your attention?"

"Whatever you like," Celeste whispered in a husky voice.

Her thought's and his actions had turned her on before she had realized it. Slowly he removed her officer's uniform, leaving her in her lilac lace panties, a damp spot spreading through the thin fabric. Lister pretended not to notice her excitement. He put his arm around her waist and led her towards the bed. Celeste's legs quivered and her breath quickened. He sat down and pulled her down across his lap. A squeak escaped Celeste's lips and she began squirming. She was not at all sure now that she was there, that this was what she wanted. Lister landed a tentative smack on each bouncing cheek. Celeste continued to squirm but did not protest. Lister smiled and began landing several light smacks on her cheeks. He put a bit more effort into his swings and was rewarded with pink flesh peeking at him through the little holes in the lace. Being satisfied with the reactions he was getting, her crotch being pressed further into his thigh, he reached for the waist of her panties and pulled them down. Celeste squeaked again and tensed up a bit. LIster rubbed his hand across her smooth warm skin, relaxing her and enjoying the warmth it was generating.

"You may be the new captain of Red Dwarf, but I expect you to behave for me when we are here. Honestly, not paying attention to my advances when you were the one that started it."

He began spanking her again. He was using considerably more force now and her bottom was beginning to turn red. Celeste squirmed and reached back to cover her bottom from the assault. Her hand was quickly moved and a volley of very hard smacks and a verbal reprimand got her back under control. He stopped after several minutes and rubbed the hot flesh. Celeste's protests became moans and she pressed her hips up. He slid his hand between her thighs and she parted them obediently. Lister was very pleased by the wetness he found there. He slid Celeste off his lap and undressed quickly. She had kicked off her panties and let her thighs fall open. Lister growled and leaned down, biting the flesh where her hips meet her thighs. He flipped her over onto her stomach and grabbed her hips, pulling her onto her knees. She gasped and moved back to meet him as he slid easily into her. He used her hips as a handle and pulled her forcefully back against his hips. Celeste moaned and panted as he took her vigorously from behind. She reached between her legs and began rubbing her clit rapidly. She came quickly, her hips rocking and her muscles squeezing him so tightly he went over the edge. He slowed his pace but continued to slide in and out of her, enjoying the sensations of her pulsing grip.

Soon they were in a sweaty embrace on the bedspread, Lister panting and pulling her closer. Her head rested on his heaving chest. She looked up into his eyes and mouthed the word thank you. After a pause, she added "Sir" and grinned.