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Listens: Skryabin: The Divine Poem

Deluge: home stretch!

YES, IT'S STILL EXPLICIT

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Data gave an almost hysterical sounding little sob in response to this, or perhaps to the way Jean Luc was caressing the tip of his cock, or perhaps both. It was a sound which he recognized as a signal that the end was in sight. Curling his fingers around Data’s very hard synthetic flesh, he began the rhythmic stroking he knew would send his lover over the edge. Concurrently, a single finger on his other hand gently nudged it’s way past the tight ring of Data’s opening, entering just far enough to stroke the one place that would send him straight into ecstasy.

Jean Luc moved with him as Data arched his back and thrust his hips upward, out of the water. Wrapping his legs around Data’s, he clung with all his strength, knowing better than to oppose the android’s. The resistance of the water surrounding them made this easier, so that he could continue to stroke Data’s cock and caress him within as he clung.

Data’s voice broke into an astonishing falsetto as he gasped and cried out his pleasure, rising nearly to the point of shrieks. The sounds echoed around in the cavern, making the space come alive with Data’s voice. Clinging tightly to Data’s spasming body, Jean Luc continued stroking, caressing, and reached his head around to nibble at the base of his lover’s throat until, at last, his release burst upon him.

Data’s shrieks of pleasure broke into gales of hysterical laughter, as he threw his head back and dug his toes into the sandy gravel of the pool’s bottom. The laughter held him utterly helpless for several minutes as he tossed about and splashed feebly within Jean Luc’s firm but gentle embrace.

Jean Luc lovingly kissed away his tears of laughter as he withdrew his hands from Data’s shorts to gently caress the length of his body. Data began to relax, at last, as his laughter slowly dissipated and Jean Luc let him slip off to recline by his side, one arm still encompassing him. Data continued to experie intermittent bouts of giggles as he turned to reach across his captain, to take him in his arms and kiss him.

There were a couple of false starts, for another peal of giggles swept over Data as his lips drew near, which prompted Jean Luc to succumb at last. In the end they gave up, wrapped their arms around each other and laughed their brains out for another few minutes. Eventually a different urge took hold of Jean Luc and he put an end to the Data’s last few trailing chuckles with his own mouth.

It was a good long kiss, which served the purpose of grounding Data at last, and then the two of them lay back in the heated waters to listen to the echoing roar of the waterfall and the trickle and splash of the stream which fed the hot spring. Jean Luc hoped that Data would be able to faithfully capture the acoustic qualities of this cavern, as well as the visual and physical features of the holodeck program he’d mentioned earlier. He looked forward to visiting this place again.

After a while, Jean Luc found, to his surprise, that the water was actually warming him more than was comfortable and he cautiously sat back towards the edge, raising his shoulders out of the water. He quickly discovered that his body was now so warm that it created a sort of radiant thermal field in the air all around him, and that sitting up with his shoulders and upper body out of the water was quite comfortable. He could see a lot more of the cavern from this position, and glanced around curiously.

“Do you suppose the ancient Athosians actually visited this place?” he wondered aloud.

“I am afraid that it is unlikely.” said Data, sitting up beside him. “Geological phenomenon such as this tend to be transient. It is doubtful that this cave was open during the period of the Athosian Empire, and in another thousand years the action of the waterfall will almost certainly cause the opening of this cavern to collapse. We may be the only sentient beings ever to have entered here.”

Jean Luc took this in thoughtfully. It was easy to think of this place as having been intended for them alone, as foolish as that was. Still, he found himself enchanted by the idea that theirs were the only eyes that would ever see it.

“Let’s not tell anyone.” he said.

Data smiled in response, then cocked his head in that curious manner that told Jean Luc that he was harkening to some inner prompt.

“I am reminded,” he said after a moment, “that the ship will send an automatic distress if we do not report in some time in the next hour and a half.”

“Ah.” said Jean Luc. “Perhaps the piranhabees have given up and gone home?”

“Not an unreasonable supposition.” answered Data, rising, dripping from the pool. “I shall go and check.”

He paused as he climbed out of the pool to gather his uniform, still sodden and now muddy, and regarded it briefly and distastefully. He then rolled it all up and tucked it under his arm, and made his way down to the entrance in his boxers.

Jean Luc felt his shoulders growing cold at last and so re-immersed himself in the heated water while he waited. He heard the steady roar of the waterfall disrupted by Data’s passage and waited, but heard nothing more till he heard Data pass through again.

“They do appear to have left, sir.” Data announced from the entrance. “Do you wish any assistance in returning to the entrance?”

Jean Luc had now climbed out of the pool himself and was regarding his own uniform with equal distaste. The thermal reserves he’d built up in the spring would keep him warm enough for a bit -warmer than if he put his soaking uniform back on. Still, he thought, he might be climbing out of a cave stark naked, but he had he pride.

“I believe I can find my own way.” he answered as he rolled his uniform up, nowhere as neatly as Data had, and started on his way towards the cave opening.

Under the dim glow of the bioluminescent organisms near the hot spring, Jean Luc’s eyes had become accustomed to low light, and he was able to see, just barely, the rocks and boulders he traversed. By moving slowly, deliberately and very, very carefully, he managed to make his way to the foot of the falls without so much as barking a shin on the sharp rocks. He saw when he arrived that Data had evidently gone through already and awaited him on the other side.

Bracing himself to stand against the force of the falling water, Jean Luc steeled himself and stepped in. He staggered only a little as the freshet splashed weightily over his head and shoulders, but he had forgotten about the water’s temperature. His immersion in the ice cold water seemed at first to suck all of the air right out of his lungs and, staggering through to the other side, he found himself caught up in an enormous gasp which, seemingly of it’s own volition, wrung from him an ear splitting shriek as it released.

When he became certain at last that his heart had not actually stopped and began to become aware of his surroundings, he found himself coughing and spluttering, standing in calf deep water on the other side of the falls. Data stood on the sandy shore only a few meters away, and he was laughing his head off. He’d even dropped his rolled up uniform in the sand, he was laughing so hard.