( though the joke doesn't quite come out in her tone, the idea that she'd go travelling, visit places she'd never really seen with how busy she'd been )
Spock's a good choice. He listened to what I taught him.
( she nods, grateful that he had told her, even if there's one big thing sitting amongst them. she wishes she was going with him.
but it's something she wants to push from her thoughts, to not come back to until tomorrow over breakfast. this day is theirs, in bed, and she knows a good way to forget.
she leans back down to kiss him, hands cupping his cheeks, and though the air is different her intent is clear )
( it's definitely harder to think when he does that, soft hum in her throat. he knows her well, knows just where to touch her, and it quickly changes the mood back to something more heated.
she shifts how she's sat, slipping a little lower on his hips so that gentle rocks of hers can tease them both )
[He's probably going to need a break after this. They can talk about the implications of his career on their relationship later. Right now he was going to enjoy himself.
He moves lower with his kisses until he flicks one of her nipples with his tongue.]
( she arches her back into his touch, soft moan of encouragement at the touch and her hips rock again, a little impatiently, a move in contrast against the stroke of her hand on his cock.
her other hand settles between her own legs, a slow rub at her clit to tide her over, slipping fingers between her folds, moaning a little louder at the attention )
[He switches sides with his mouth, and rolls the other nipple between his fingers. Another few strokes and he's okay to continue. He sits up a little and stops the hand that's working her clit, he plans on taking that over in a few minutes.]
( she almost whines when he moves her hand away, though his shift and the fullness of his cock in her hand stills her complaint. una pushes herself up on her knees, angling him to smoothly slide onto him, sitting perfectly in his lap )
Pull your legs up?
( she wants something to lean back on as she rides him, to balance her as she moves. and it'll give him room to work her.
she rises up, almost lifting up off his cock, leaning back once she knows his legs are there before lowering back down, and it sends a moan out into the room, a second, slow rise and fall over him, almost lifting herself off him again before sinking onto him.
content, loving how he rubs in her, and comfortable she sets a pace, quicker than those two thrusts but steady, only lifting herself half as much this time, bobbing steadily over him )
( one of her hands rests against his thigh as she rides him, a little extra to help keep her steady, her other hand finds his, guiding his fingers back between her legs.
her head tips slightly back, soft sounds falling from her at the pressure of him in and on her )
[He loved watching her let go of everything that made her his first officer, all of her control. She knew she was safe with him and he'd never let anything happen to her while she did.
Chris echoed her sounds as his thumb took over for her hands.]
( the added pressure is everything she needs, a contrast to how she'd touched herself, for where una had teased a little he's working her, sending little spikes of pleasure through her.
the hand on his thigh squeezes slightly in response, a firmer grip, a steadying force and another expression of that pleasure.
it's a rhythm that keeps up, her steadily riding him, his hand between her thighs, driving and building. the rock of her hips eventually starts to quicken, little clenches around him as she seeks her orgasm )
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( one of her hands finds his again, pushing her to look at him again )
You were meant for the stars, for all the good that you can do.
( she'd miss him like crazy but she knew what she signed up for when she joined starfleet )
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[Leaving her behind. It's not what he wants at all.]
I'm asking Spock to be my first officer, If I take it. He should keep me from doing anything too crazy.
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( though the joke doesn't quite come out in her tone, the idea that she'd go travelling, visit places she'd never really seen with how busy she'd been )
Spock's a good choice. He listened to what I taught him.
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[He hoped that Spock would make her feel at least a little better.]
We can talk about it some more later, you just needed to know.
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but it's something she wants to push from her thoughts, to not come back to until tomorrow over breakfast. this day is theirs, in bed, and she knows a good way to forget.
she leans back down to kiss him, hands cupping his cheeks, and though the air is different her intent is clear )
Distract me.
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[He returns her kiss then moves to her neck, trying to hit all those spots she likes.]
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she shifts how she's sat, slipping a little lower on his hips so that gentle rocks of hers can tease them both )
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I guess that means the distraction's working.
[She wasn't doing too bad distracting him either.]
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( whether it's sex or distracting her when she's sad chris always has something tucked away that never fails to help her.
a hand slips between them, stroking the length of his cock, rubbing in return those spots that never fail to get him hard the quickest )
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[He's probably going to need a break after this. They can talk about the implications of his career on their relationship later. Right now he was going to enjoy himself.
He moves lower with his kisses until he flicks one of her nipples with his tongue.]
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her other hand settles between her own legs, a slow rub at her clit to tide her over, slipping fingers between her folds, moaning a little louder at the attention )
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Pull your legs up?
( she wants something to lean back on as she rides him, to balance her as she moves. and it'll give him room to work her.
she rises up, almost lifting up off his cock, leaning back once she knows his legs are there before lowering back down, and it sends a moan out into the room, a second, slow rise and fall over him, almost lifting herself off him again before sinking onto him.
content, loving how he rubs in her, and comfortable she sets a pace, quicker than those two thrusts but steady, only lifting herself half as much this time, bobbing steadily over him )
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her head tips slightly back, soft sounds falling from her at the pressure of him in and on her )
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Chris echoed her sounds as his thumb took over for her hands.]
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the hand on his thigh squeezes slightly in response, a firmer grip, a steadying force and another expression of that pleasure.
it's a rhythm that keeps up, her steadily riding him, his hand between her thighs, driving and building. the rock of her hips eventually starts to quicken, little clenches around him as she seeks her orgasm )
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