Deluge: forges on...
*whew*
Sorry about the delay, but I'm going to see if I can't wrap this up this weekend.
and >>IT'S STILL EXPLICIT<<
Just so's you know.
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Filled with the pleasant lassitude of afterglow, Jean Luc watched his love rise slowly to the surface of the hot spring, like some primordial creature, surfacing to lay in wait for it’s prey. Eyes half lidded in relaxation, Jean Luc took in his ‘frogs eye view’ of the pool’s surface and the creature approaching him, with a smile on his lips which widened when Data drew close enough, at last, to lift his head and greet his captain with a long, lingering kiss.
Taken in all, he reflected, this day was finally showing signs of being as enjoyable as the one he’d been expecting when he’d gotten up this morning. He gave all credit for this remarkable transformation to the beautiful, courageous and loving being who was, at the moment, nuzzling at the base of his throat with such contentment that Picard could almost swear that he was purring.
Never one to admit he couldn’t give as good as he’d gotten, Jean Luc determined to pleasure his love in return. Taking advantage of the water’s effect on Data’s not inconsiderable weight, Jean Luc maneuvered the compliant android to sit in his lap. From here it was not too difficult to slide Data’s uniform trousers down past his hips to where Data could easily kick them off the rest of the way, which he did. That left his lover in the dark colored, soft knit boxers he always wore, but Picard was content.
He knew of Data’s ‘modesty’ programming, and the reason for it, and he found it charming, while at the same time respecting Data’s feelings as authentic and sincere. It was easy to sympathize, as he’d been similarly inclined himself, until Data had lately reawakened in him a score of slutty vices he thought he’d abandoned with his youth. Hence his own lack of undergarments today, for instance.
He was feeling very slutty indeed as he momentarily followed his urge to put his mouth on every square centimeter of Data’s perfect, smooth skin, starting with his neck and shoulders, which were now in easy reach. Data sighed and relaxed against him as Jean Luc tongued his nipples, and moaned softly as his captain’s hand made it’s way beneath the waistband of his shorts.
Jean Luc was not a bit surprised to find that Data was already hard, and he responded to the lightest of touches by stiffening further, pushing at the soft fabric of his boxers. Picard hummed in delight and licked Data’s ear, which made him giggle. It was his left hand that was currently down the front of Data’s shorts while the right was toying with his nipples, pinching and stroking first one, then the other. He’d found that if he tweaked them just so Data would make a hilarious little yipping noise that made him laugh and want to hear it again.
Jean Luc was having a delightful time occupying himself thus, but as he became aware of Data’s toes digging into the sandy bottom of the pool between his own feet, he decided to cease his torments and bring him to release. Relinquishing Data’s oh-so-responsive nipples, Jean Luc’s right hand drifted down into the warm water again, caressing every bit of Data’s silken skin as it passed, to find it’s way under the waistband of his shorts in the back.
There were few things Jean Luc found more pleasurable than caressing Data’s perfectly rounded ass, and cupping each magnificently formed cheek in his hand as he was doing now. Data was making soft little cries as Jean Luc caressed him, front and back, holding him cradled between his arms. Now his right hand made it’s way between the cheeks to find Data’s sensitive opening, and the lightest caress wrung a singing cry of ecstasy from Data’s lips.
“Now I’ve got you.” Jean Luc purred into his lover’s ear. “Now you’re mine.”
Sorry about the delay, but I'm going to see if I can't wrap this up this weekend.
and >>IT'S STILL EXPLICIT<<
Just so's you know.
********************
Filled with the pleasant lassitude of afterglow, Jean Luc watched his love rise slowly to the surface of the hot spring, like some primordial creature, surfacing to lay in wait for it’s prey. Eyes half lidded in relaxation, Jean Luc took in his ‘frogs eye view’ of the pool’s surface and the creature approaching him, with a smile on his lips which widened when Data drew close enough, at last, to lift his head and greet his captain with a long, lingering kiss.
Taken in all, he reflected, this day was finally showing signs of being as enjoyable as the one he’d been expecting when he’d gotten up this morning. He gave all credit for this remarkable transformation to the beautiful, courageous and loving being who was, at the moment, nuzzling at the base of his throat with such contentment that Picard could almost swear that he was purring.
Never one to admit he couldn’t give as good as he’d gotten, Jean Luc determined to pleasure his love in return. Taking advantage of the water’s effect on Data’s not inconsiderable weight, Jean Luc maneuvered the compliant android to sit in his lap. From here it was not too difficult to slide Data’s uniform trousers down past his hips to where Data could easily kick them off the rest of the way, which he did. That left his lover in the dark colored, soft knit boxers he always wore, but Picard was content.
He knew of Data’s ‘modesty’ programming, and the reason for it, and he found it charming, while at the same time respecting Data’s feelings as authentic and sincere. It was easy to sympathize, as he’d been similarly inclined himself, until Data had lately reawakened in him a score of slutty vices he thought he’d abandoned with his youth. Hence his own lack of undergarments today, for instance.
He was feeling very slutty indeed as he momentarily followed his urge to put his mouth on every square centimeter of Data’s perfect, smooth skin, starting with his neck and shoulders, which were now in easy reach. Data sighed and relaxed against him as Jean Luc tongued his nipples, and moaned softly as his captain’s hand made it’s way beneath the waistband of his shorts.
Jean Luc was not a bit surprised to find that Data was already hard, and he responded to the lightest of touches by stiffening further, pushing at the soft fabric of his boxers. Picard hummed in delight and licked Data’s ear, which made him giggle. It was his left hand that was currently down the front of Data’s shorts while the right was toying with his nipples, pinching and stroking first one, then the other. He’d found that if he tweaked them just so Data would make a hilarious little yipping noise that made him laugh and want to hear it again.
Jean Luc was having a delightful time occupying himself thus, but as he became aware of Data’s toes digging into the sandy bottom of the pool between his own feet, he decided to cease his torments and bring him to release. Relinquishing Data’s oh-so-responsive nipples, Jean Luc’s right hand drifted down into the warm water again, caressing every bit of Data’s silken skin as it passed, to find it’s way under the waistband of his shorts in the back.
There were few things Jean Luc found more pleasurable than caressing Data’s perfectly rounded ass, and cupping each magnificently formed cheek in his hand as he was doing now. Data was making soft little cries as Jean Luc caressed him, front and back, holding him cradled between his arms. Now his right hand made it’s way between the cheeks to find Data’s sensitive opening, and the lightest caress wrung a singing cry of ecstasy from Data’s lips.
“Now I’ve got you.” Jean Luc purred into his lover’s ear. “Now you’re mine.”