I've learned from being communally gay that seating arrangements are important in nonmonogamous situations. In this configuration, Picard can be shared easily by both partners. Don't end up like this between people who want to make out that you're not dating, it's very rude to block them like that. If you sit in a row sorted from dommiest to subbiest, establish a clear chain of command or the subbier switch will become confused if they should top or bottom (this works best when the Domme is a Marxist-Leninist, but AnComs can easily integrate themselves into an equitable revolutionary makeout structure if they aren't brats).
AnComs function best when everybody agrees on the rules and hierarchies beforehand with clearly communicated safewords.
if they aren't brats
Sorry AnCaps, this is for adults only.
Picard is the daddiest of daddies, the domiest of doms. He's a man who wants to be, needs to be, in charge in every situation. Even in private he instinctively takes command, as we've thankfully seen on so many occasions. And he's very closed-off emotionally, so whenever he finally unleashes, he unleashes.
Imagine Daddy Dom Picard in his ready room, in That Hot Custom Jacket uniform.
You walk out of a turbolift in full view of the entire bridge crew. They all know why you are there. You arrive at the ready room door. You press the chime.
When that commanding voice demands you to "Come", you almost do.
What follows is debauchery, wine, and lots of use of the word "sir" on your part.
But you do your best because nothing would be worse than making Captain Picard himself disappointed in you. You would do anything for your captain.
The captain. Starfleet's most senior captain, entrusted with the flagship itself. A man comfortable with ordering other captains around. Even the admirals treat him as an equal.
Your walk of shame involves being watched by the finest talent in all of Starfleet. Captains are made on the bridge of the NCC-1701-D. You are going to be an officer's mess story for generations, and the details will get more debauched with each new telling.
And Picard will just emerge, unexpressive, demand "Report, number one", and settle into his chair. And no-one says anything about it because Picard is in command.
ShowWhat follows is debauchery, wine, and lots of use of the word “sir” on your part.
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lol
It's all Top energy until Q makes Picard say "I need you."
this used to be awkward until i literally labeled myself as a top in the bar and now i have more practice with it. lol