[NCC-1701 DEN OF SIN] -- [Special Rules, Open All, OOC Character Moment!]

[kirktastic]

Rules: - simple and easy.

1) Unless you obviously already have an agreement or something going with another character, please ask before you post under their thread wanting to have sexy times. THIS INCLUDES PEOPLE FROM OUTSIDE THE RP AS WELL! If you aren't part of our group but want to have some fun sexy times with a character... well, shoot them a PM! Within the group, please do the same as a courtesy.
2) Don't be discouraged, upset, or anything similar if someone doesn't want to sex up with your character. Just reply to their PM with a 'no thanks' if you really don't want to for whatever reason. They could be too overwhelmed with other threads, or wanting to concentrate on one, or just don't have time to take more than one thread. Don't take it personally, please.
3) Post down below with your name AND your location in the subject of the thread if you want to be somewhere specific (like Jim will be specifically on the bridge) and change it for anyone who comes by. That way, its the absolute easiest way to find someone, track someone, gloss over someone, whatever.
4) If you're going to be doing something that COULD squick someone, please mark it with a warning in the subject of the comment. Just a courtesy thing!
5) Talk to someone before sliding into a multi-person scene. Don't just interrupt without making sure you're wanted.

Comments

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

She felt him smile against her jawline, and the same feeling of contentment it signified radiating outward from him. She would have found it difficult to describe, the sudden presence of someone else in her mind. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before.

It multiplied her affection for him tenfold. That they could share this. That he had opened his mind to her so willingly.

Suddenly, it was all too much - keeping still and silent wasn't an option any longer. She whimpered softly as he dropped fleeting kisses along her jaw, turning her head to meet his lips with hers. She dropped her hand from his face - would it break the connection? She hoped not, but she had to touch.

Her hand found Ayel's breast, cupping it gently in her palm, her thumb beginning a rhythmic stroking across his nipple.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

They were together, and with it the last traces of hesitation slid away, slipped and dissolved like sugar in water. She helped--did she know it?--had a bright and welcoming feel that drew him in. Different, in its way, all hers, something that was just her. And he got to share in it.

He didn't want to stop kissing her, and she didn't want him to, turned in close with a small soft sound against his lips, into them, and that did things, did fascina interesting new things down behind his navel. The geometry was different and, a confusion of variables and, and, he'd never--well not never but never like this exactly but that wasn't important right now, oh no, not with her touching and wanting to touch him. Her? Him.

Them.

Them. What a great idea.

Yes.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Christine couldn't pick up individual thoughts, but she felt that, that swell of certainty and satisfaction. He wanted her, wanted them together, and she couldn't kiss him enough.

So she stopped trying.

One last press of her lips to his, and then she moved lower, a trail of kisses along his neck, down his breastbone to his abdomen - so thin, but not weak or frail at all. Carefully, trying not to tickle more than was necessary.

Her hands danced down his sides and grasped his waist lightly, the flesh smooth and warm underneath her fingers.

He was beautiful.

Inside and out.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

They were kissing, and it was good and--

Ayel pulled a sharp breath, sudden, at the cool shadows of touch in the hollow of his throat, trailing the center line of his body. It was work not to squirm at the soft huff of an exhale against his skin. An effort to relax, to go boneless and liquid. To just curve gently forward between her hands when he wanted to be flush against her, touching all over.

He was being good. Even if a tiny whine slid free between his lips. Even if one errant hand slid gently to the top of her head, stroking.

He shivered. She was lovely.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

She halted briefly at his gasp, but he didn't push her away, or wriggle out from under her: it was surprise, not dismay. She felt him relax as she moved down his body, and suppressed a happy shiver as his hand found the top of her head, his long fingers tangling in her hair.

She dropped a final kiss against his abdomen, just at the waistband of his shorts - black and simple but oh, she could already feel the heat radiating through them.

Christine stopped, her fingers curling just beneath the waistband, and looked up at him. Seeking permisson.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

She had such pretty hair, golden and soft where it uncoiled between his fingers like a ripple of silk.

She brushed her lips against the low inward swell of his abdomen, just above his shorts, hooked her fingers in and he didn't even want to breathe too hard, fingertips curling at the nape of her neck--

Pressed close as she stopped, blinked big blue eyes up at him. And understanding dawned.

He shivered with tension, with the idea that she'd never seen him before and the thought that he wanted her to.

He bit his lip--drew it in slow--and nodded.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

She exhaled as he nodded, a soft sigh. She hadn't really thought he'd say no, not now, but -

"Okay," she said softly, and brushed her lips against his belly once more. "Okay."

He lifted his hips as she gently pulled the waistband down, eager to help. The shorts slid off easily, smoothly, and she moved out of the way, letting him kick them the rest of the way off before settling herself between his legs.

She looked up at him, smiling just a bit, her eyes twinkling as she slid her hand slowly up his thigh.

"I guess this is different than what you're used to."

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

She was almost smiling, eyes bright as she spoke.

Soft, soft, a whisper of a ghost of a touch up the inside of his leg, inward above the knee. Almost. Almost. His blood hummed with the idea of closer, and his free hand nearly dug a track in the bedcover.

But he could wait. He could. And if she wanted him to, he would.

"A bit," he admitted, face hot. "Different. But good."

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

His eyes were wide and unblinking, but he wasn't watching her face - he was staring intently off to one side, and after a moment she realized what he was looking at.

Her hand, now paused in its journey up his thigh. He could barely hold still for watching it.

She blushed, smiled and ducked her head.

"Let me know if you don't like it, then," she murmured. "If you want me to stop."

She let her hand continue its journey along soft skin to brush lightly against curls that were already damp. She sucked in a quiet breath at the contact, and then slowly dipped a single finger between the folds, stroking gently.

Ayel was so warm, slick and wet and amazing under her hand. Her eyes closed briefly as she brought her finger up, barely touching.

It wouldn't do to move too fast, to overload him with sensation too soon.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help it. He squirmed.

It was just--she was rosy all over, a gentle smile on her flushed face, and, and the sight and feel of her hand, of her between his legs. It was different, there, cool and slick and he didn't usually get to see and feel touches like this, not at the same time--what was that, so good so soon it almost hurt.

"Oh!" and he didn't recognize that sound, low cat's cry, sharp with surprise, with desire. "Just--just a moment, I--"

It made more sense, suddenly, a flash of insight into things years out of time. He skimmed fingers down his side, sought the curve of her leg, trailed quick fluttered kisses there. He tilted his hips experimentally, brushed back against her hand, and shivered at the result. Wonderful.

"Can--" he couldn't breathe right, "can you do that again?"

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

She smiled, perhaps unreasonably proud of the reaction she'd provoked - but he was beautiful, lying there before her, gasping and flailing with tiny movements he couldn't quite control.

He cried out, reached for her and brushed his fingers down her leg, stirring a coiled heat low in her belly.

"I could," she said slowly, teasing just a bit, maybe, but oh, it was worth it for the look of hopeful anticipation on his face, the way his hand grasped at her leg.

"Or we could try this," she continued, and it almost hurt to withdraw her hand, Ayel's eyes fixed on her the whole time. She bent her head, dropped soft kisses down his thigh, and carefully, carefully used her fingers to part his labia, enough to make room for her, to fit her tongue against him and gently lick and kiss and taste.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

His fingers curled higher, wrapped the slope of her thigh, the crest of her hip--such smooth, cool skin.

He let out a whimper at being let go.

Could only watch, riveted, as she bent low, brushed her lips down the inner slope of his thigh, trailed kisses inward. Softly spread skin with her fingers, and--breathed damp and close against him.

She wasn't cool all over, slid warm and wet and kissed him, pooled heat behind his spine, slow and liquid, even as his heart raced, stuttered.

"Christine." It was half a moan.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Her eyes fluttered shut as she concentrated, carefully exploring, learning the taste and the feel of him. His fingers gripped her leg, not hard enough to hurt, but strong and warm against her skin, and she reached her own hand back to close her fingers over his, squeezing gently.

She'd never done this before, and she wasn't sure what he might like, so she went slowly, ready to draw back at any time.

And then he sighed her name, and she gasped, heat coursing through her at the half-broken sound.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

He shifted under her, just, had to move with her, or maybe away or beside, something, anywhere; he just couldn't keep still. Not with--oh, that, slow slick gentle motion that sent sparks straight down his spine, pressure that built on itself, that left him no place to go, however he moved. Even his feet were trembling, and it was too good, almost too strange, sharp and hot and insistent.

He shivered all at once, gripped suddenly by the sense that maybe this was too soon or what if it hurt and no, no that wasn't it at all, it was just that he was right to the limit of something, here, only he wasn't sure...but she wanted to be here, with him and oh, he wanted her back.

And then she trailed her fingers down over his, smoothed them down and squeezed in a firm certain kiss that spangled his vision green.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

He squirmed underneath her, tiny futile motions that Christine recognized, even if he didn't. He was close, and she kept going, didn't stop until - oh - he was shaking, suddenly, and her mind was flooded with thoughts that weren't hers.

Surprise, bewilderment, he'd been taken off guard and he didn't know what this was, only that he liked it, liked it and her and this, this was amazing and -

Christine closed her eyes, threaded her fingers tight through his, and drew back to press her forehead against his trembling thigh. Trying to remember to breathe.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

He shuddered all over and relaxed with a gasp. His bones were liquid, heavy and formless except where their hands touched.

He sighed around a smile, feeling her breath purr against his leg, and just lay there a moment. Gently gathered her arm to him--let their arms touch across his body, the hitching glide of skin on skin, and pressed his cheek against their joined hands.

Kissed the back of hers the human way, carefully, a soft press of lips.

You feel nice, wow thank you hello wow...warm.

She was amazing, and an amazing person.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

He sandwiched her arm between his own and his body, enveloping her in warmth. She smiled at the brush of lips across her hand, and carefully disentangled herself, breaking away just long enough to join him at the head of the bed, curling in close against his side.

Her eyes were wide and bright as she looked up at him, stretching an arm across his torso.

"Thank you," she murmured, surprising herself by saying it. "For...sharing that with me."

She'd never felt that before, been privy to someone else's ecstasy. It was...an honor. One she would never forget.