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I keep running across SGA readers of mine who are surprised to learn that I write Trek (and often more suprised to learn I write Data/Picard), and this always surprises me. Honestly though, Star Trek is why I ever began writing fan fiction, and the very first story I wrote was Data/Picard. I've never understood why this pairing is concidered so odd either. I mean, have you seen "First Contact"?

Anyway, this is a trifle, but the first Data/Picard fic I've ever written where Data doesn't have his emotion chip yet. Enjoy!


Title: The Little Hello

Author: Taylor Dancinghands -taylor@willendorphians.com

Characters: Picard (as Dixon Hill)/Data

Category: slash, PWP, established relationship (?)

Rating: 'NC-17'

Archive: Generally yes, but please let me know where

Summary: Dix wants to help; Really he does, but he just doesn't do charity cases...

Author's notes: for Babs, without whom there would be far fewer Trek stories from me these days

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, never will, not claiming to. Just wanna play with 'em a little. Can't I, can't I, huh?


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It's done!!!

I love these miracles of technology: at 7:30 this evening I finished the story at work, writing with a pen in a notebook. An hour of fooling around with a speak-writer (Dragon Naturally), a couple of file transfers and a half hour of editing later, and it's ready to post.

What a world we live in!


Title: Exercise #93

Author: Taylor Dancinghands - taylor@willendorphians.com

Series: TOS

Pairing: Data/Picard

Ratings: Slash, BDSM, NC-17: Very Explict Homoerotic Content!
(Don't say I didn't warn you).

Summary: "The subject I have been studying this week," Data began at last, meeting Jean Luc's gaze directly, "is control."

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Nearly to the best part!

Whee!!!



Title: Exercise #93

Author: Taylor Dancinghands - taylor@willendorphians.com

Series: TOS

Pairing: Data/Picard

Ratings: Slash, BDSM, NC-17: Very Explict Homoerotic Content!
(Don't say I didn't warn you).

Summary: "The subject I have been studying this week," Data began at last, meeting Jean Luc's gaze directly, "is control."

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Nearly done!

Most of it's written now and just needs to be edited and posted!

Hooray!


Title: Exercise #93

Author: Taylor Dancinghands - taylor@willendorphians.com

Series: TOS

Pairing: Data/Picard

Ratings: Slash, BDSM, NC-17: Very Explict Homoerotic Content!
(Don't say I didn't warn you).

Summary: "The subject I have been studying this week," Data began at last, meeting Jean Luc's gaze directly, "is control."

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The winds of fortune seem to be conspiring to give me lots of time to write at work.
And I'm *not* complaining!

Onwards, onwards ...


Title: Exercise #93

Author: Taylor Dancinghands - taylor@willendorphians.com

Series: TOS

Pairing: Data/Picard

Ratings: Slash, BDSM, NC-17: Very Explict Homoerotic Content!
(Don't say I didn't warn you).

Summary: "The subject I have been studying this week," Data began at last, meeting Jean Luc's gaze directly, "is control."

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Chugging right along ...

I'm beginning an experiment with this story, as I've had to return to my wretched, boring 'market research' job, so I've been writing at work. No reason I can't do this, while listening to people hang up on me on my headset, but it's a little tricky to have your mind *way* deep in the gutter one minute, and to be talking about politics to a complete stranger the next (not so different you might say? Well, I wouldn't disagree, really, but ...).

The real trick is when I'm fishing around in my brain for the perfect (smutty) words to describe this or that moment, or act and to suddenly have to say, "Hello, my name is Taylor with Call Research, a national research firm ..." and not to say ... well ... something else. Hasn't happened yet, but ...

(keeping my fingers crossed)

And now, on with the smut...


Title: Exercise #93

Author: Taylor Dancinghands - taylor@willendorphians.com

Series: TOS

Pairing: Data/Picard

Ratings: Slash, BDSM, NC-17: Very Explict Homoerotic Content!
(Don't say I didn't warn you).

Summary: "The subject I have been studying this week," Data began at last, meeting Jean Luc's gaze directly, "is control."

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When I invented the 'Vulcan Tantra' I used as an excuse for lots of Data/Spock sex in "Way of the Truthseeker" (here), I intentionally left myself lots of opportunities for little Data/Picard stories like this one, and then never made use of them ... until now!

This is the obvious one that *had* to be written first, and others may follow, but honestly, don't hold your breath. This SGA muse has really got me going, and then I promised my original fic that I'd return to it this fall.

There just aren't enough hours in the day anymore.

At any rate, here is a deliciously smutty, mostly plotless, Data/Picard BDSM story...
the first part of it, anyway. The rest'll dribble out in bits and pieces every couple of days or so, I expect.

Title: Exercise #93

Author: Taylor Dancinghands - taylor@willendorphians.com

Series: TNG

Pairing: Data/Picard

Ratings: Slash, BDSM, NC-17: Very Explict Homoerotic Content!
(Don't say I didn't warn you).

Summary: "The subject I have been studying this week," Data began at last, meeting Jean Luc's gaze directly, "is control."


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YES, IT'S STILL EXPLICIT

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*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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Once again: EXPLICIT ADULT MATERIAL HERE!
Just so's we're clear.

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As Jean Luc’s groans of pleasure grew louder and deeper the sounds resonated in the water of the pool and in Data. The sensations thrilled him, as though Jean Luc’s voice was causing the water in the pool to caress the whole of his body. It served as the perfect counterpoint to his activities with his captain’s cock. The hard, hot flesh was the same temperature as the water vibrating all around him, and for a moment Data fancied that he was, himself, inside the heated mouth of some enormous, living being.

Jean Luc’s hands were clutching at the back of Data’s skull, knowing the futility of trying to restrict the android’s movements, but unable to control his response to Data’s ministrations. Now Data increased the speed of his movements while at the same time reaching a hand between his captain’s legs to caress his balls, and the ever so sensitive spots that lay near there. Jean Luc cried out loudly and Data knew him to be close to climax.

When his captain’s body began to shudder rhythmically, Data matched his movements to that rhythm and moments later he felt the heated flesh in his mouth pulse in release, and savored the taste of his captain’s ecstasy. When the last tremors had subsided Data relinquished his prize at last and pushed himself slowly to the surface of the pool, drifting forward to lie along side his love again.