Morning Delight 2/2
Title: Morning Delight
Characters: Kirk/Uhura
Rating: NC-17/Mature for erotic content.
Summary: There is Jim, there is Uhura and there is a shuttle on a desolate planet. Jim has one chance sate his hunger for Uhura. He intends to be very thorough. Set in the Mirror-verse.
Disclaimer: Star Trek and associated characters are not mine.
A/N: A response to a ST:XI: Het Kink Meme request for Kirk and Uhura loving.
What They Need
James T. Kirk did something that was rather difficult on his body, especially on his cock and testicles. He inhaled, swore silently and withdrew from Nyota Uhura.
She glanced up into his eyes. “Jim, you didn’t.…” She actually looked concerned. It was sweet in a twisted way.
He stroked her arms and returned her regard. “I want your ass, Uhura.”
She raised a brow that reminded him of Enterprise’s First Officer. “What’s wrong with where you were?”
He laughed outright. “I only have this one shot at being with you; the least you can do is let me have you thoroughly.”
Silence descended around them as Uhura grew tense. Kirk wondered if she would deny this access to her. However, as he watched her face, something clicked in his gut and he knew why she hesitated. It was not about pain or tangible fear. No, she finally realised something he had admitted to himself the moment his lips first touched hers earlier. This would not be pure fucking. Yeah, it might never happen again, but it was going to mean more to them, intimacy-wise, than was safe to admit.
She relaxed and seemed to come to a certain peace with herself and him. “Make this good,” she said and nodded.
Hearing her acquiesce sent a shot of fevered desire to his dick. He groaned from the almost pain within his engorged flesh. Kirk pulled Uhura to her feet, and her mouth landed on his with open-mouthed ferocity. Her tongue was in his mouth and his hands were palming her firm, rounded derrière.
Breathing hard they separated and he buried his face into her hair. “You can use one of your blades on me if I fail.”
Moments later, Uhura bent over the console, facing the barren landscape on the viewscreen, sighed with delight. Liking that sound on her, Kirk, once more on his knees, twisted the fingers buried inside her pussy. He smiled when she did it again while soaking him with fresh moisture.
He pushed her legs further apart, pried open ass her cheeks, and licked a straight line from the edge of her vaginal opening to the puckered hole of her anus. As his tongue flicked over that sensitive area, her sighs shifted from airy to stormy. Kirk pulled back, scooping a dollop of her wetness and used it to coat her back entrance. When she was nicely saturated, he pressed a finger into her and this time they both swore aloud. Eventually, he added a second finger and then a third. He teased and stroked, alighting the sensitive nerves that would aid her pleasure. He did not stop until her body ceased trying to push him out and her back beaded with sweat.
Fire in his veins, the scent of sex surrounding him, Kirk lubricated himself with her cream as he thanked every deity in existence for her wetness. Holding his cock, he pushed against Uhura’s snug back passage. The flesh parted and he worked an inch into her. She let out a guttural sound and he could see how tightly she gripped the edges of the console. “Please tell me you’re not in pain.”
She shifted a bit and said, “Not pain, just intense fullness.”
He withdrew and thrust back into her, going further into her heated body. This time she lifted her ass in encouragement. “Eager for me to fuck you like we both need?”
“Yes. Please.”
He pulled back, leaned forward and placed a series of kisses on her back. While she was preoccupied with his mouth on her, he pushed deep into ass, going as far as he could reach. Her inner muscles surrounded him in an inferno that was heaven and hell. His hunger for her increased, flooding him in molten desire that, only she could appease. He felt out of control. He started fucking her with purpose.
As tempted, as Kirk was to close his eyes in utter surrender to the ecstasy building within, he could not. He wanted to watch her, needed to memorise her every intake of breath, writhe, undulation and cry. He wanted to carry with him the knowledge that he took her delectable body to worlds of pleasure.
In between long moans, her voice surprisingly sharp, Uhura said, “Touch my pussy. Make me come.”
Jeeze, how could she sound so imperious while his cock was slamming into her ass? He suspected the answer would elude him for the rest of his life. “Say please.”
She clamped her muscles around him and his eyes crossed. He should have known she would play dirty. “Damn you,” he muttered and she chuckled. For that, he leaned forward until they touched and shoved brutally into her, which caused her to tremble and do that growling Klingon thing. Yet in the end, he did as she asked because with each passing second, he felt the inexorable pull of his impending climax.
His fingers dancing over her clit, he kept fucking her, pushing her to the glittering space they both sought. When her release hit her, every muscle within her body contracted and held still and then she was shuddering and calling to the stars. He rode through her orgasm, until he caved to his body’s demand to let go. He welcomed the euphoria that came with the release that splashed into her ass.
They silently cleaned each other, redressed and powered up the shuttle. The alien settlement was of little use to the Empire. Their initial reading of tri-littium under the planet’s crust had been false. Airborne and climbing into space, he finally spoke, “Thank you.”
She frowned delicately and looked at him. “For?”
“You know,” he said, feeling like an inexperienced adolescent, “our morning interlude.”
She continued to look at him rather strangely, which made him somewhat uncomfortable. Sex was a weapon to be bartered and wielded within the Empire and sad as it was that was what most of his encounters were about. Therefore, it was not often that he thanked his partners.
A small smile curled her lips, her eyes returning to the board before her. “You’re welcome.”
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Comments are much appreciated.
Characters: Kirk/Uhura
Rating: NC-17/Mature for erotic content.
Summary: There is Jim, there is Uhura and there is a shuttle on a desolate planet. Jim has one chance sate his hunger for Uhura. He intends to be very thorough. Set in the Mirror-verse.
Disclaimer: Star Trek and associated characters are not mine.
A/N: A response to a ST:XI: Het Kink Meme request for Kirk and Uhura loving.
What They Need
James T. Kirk did something that was rather difficult on his body, especially on his cock and testicles. He inhaled, swore silently and withdrew from Nyota Uhura.
She glanced up into his eyes. “Jim, you didn’t.…” She actually looked concerned. It was sweet in a twisted way.
He stroked her arms and returned her regard. “I want your ass, Uhura.”
She raised a brow that reminded him of Enterprise’s First Officer. “What’s wrong with where you were?”
He laughed outright. “I only have this one shot at being with you; the least you can do is let me have you thoroughly.”
Silence descended around them as Uhura grew tense. Kirk wondered if she would deny this access to her. However, as he watched her face, something clicked in his gut and he knew why she hesitated. It was not about pain or tangible fear. No, she finally realised something he had admitted to himself the moment his lips first touched hers earlier. This would not be pure fucking. Yeah, it might never happen again, but it was going to mean more to them, intimacy-wise, than was safe to admit.
She relaxed and seemed to come to a certain peace with herself and him. “Make this good,” she said and nodded.
Hearing her acquiesce sent a shot of fevered desire to his dick. He groaned from the almost pain within his engorged flesh. Kirk pulled Uhura to her feet, and her mouth landed on his with open-mouthed ferocity. Her tongue was in his mouth and his hands were palming her firm, rounded derrière.
Breathing hard they separated and he buried his face into her hair. “You can use one of your blades on me if I fail.”
Moments later, Uhura bent over the console, facing the barren landscape on the viewscreen, sighed with delight. Liking that sound on her, Kirk, once more on his knees, twisted the fingers buried inside her pussy. He smiled when she did it again while soaking him with fresh moisture.
He pushed her legs further apart, pried open ass her cheeks, and licked a straight line from the edge of her vaginal opening to the puckered hole of her anus. As his tongue flicked over that sensitive area, her sighs shifted from airy to stormy. Kirk pulled back, scooping a dollop of her wetness and used it to coat her back entrance. When she was nicely saturated, he pressed a finger into her and this time they both swore aloud. Eventually, he added a second finger and then a third. He teased and stroked, alighting the sensitive nerves that would aid her pleasure. He did not stop until her body ceased trying to push him out and her back beaded with sweat.
Fire in his veins, the scent of sex surrounding him, Kirk lubricated himself with her cream as he thanked every deity in existence for her wetness. Holding his cock, he pushed against Uhura’s snug back passage. The flesh parted and he worked an inch into her. She let out a guttural sound and he could see how tightly she gripped the edges of the console. “Please tell me you’re not in pain.”
She shifted a bit and said, “Not pain, just intense fullness.”
He withdrew and thrust back into her, going further into her heated body. This time she lifted her ass in encouragement. “Eager for me to fuck you like we both need?”
“Yes. Please.”
He pulled back, leaned forward and placed a series of kisses on her back. While she was preoccupied with his mouth on her, he pushed deep into ass, going as far as he could reach. Her inner muscles surrounded him in an inferno that was heaven and hell. His hunger for her increased, flooding him in molten desire that, only she could appease. He felt out of control. He started fucking her with purpose.
As tempted, as Kirk was to close his eyes in utter surrender to the ecstasy building within, he could not. He wanted to watch her, needed to memorise her every intake of breath, writhe, undulation and cry. He wanted to carry with him the knowledge that he took her delectable body to worlds of pleasure.
In between long moans, her voice surprisingly sharp, Uhura said, “Touch my pussy. Make me come.”
Jeeze, how could she sound so imperious while his cock was slamming into her ass? He suspected the answer would elude him for the rest of his life. “Say please.”
She clamped her muscles around him and his eyes crossed. He should have known she would play dirty. “Damn you,” he muttered and she chuckled. For that, he leaned forward until they touched and shoved brutally into her, which caused her to tremble and do that growling Klingon thing. Yet in the end, he did as she asked because with each passing second, he felt the inexorable pull of his impending climax.
His fingers dancing over her clit, he kept fucking her, pushing her to the glittering space they both sought. When her release hit her, every muscle within her body contracted and held still and then she was shuddering and calling to the stars. He rode through her orgasm, until he caved to his body’s demand to let go. He welcomed the euphoria that came with the release that splashed into her ass.
They silently cleaned each other, redressed and powered up the shuttle. The alien settlement was of little use to the Empire. Their initial reading of tri-littium under the planet’s crust had been false. Airborne and climbing into space, he finally spoke, “Thank you.”
She frowned delicately and looked at him. “For?”
“You know,” he said, feeling like an inexperienced adolescent, “our morning interlude.”
She continued to look at him rather strangely, which made him somewhat uncomfortable. Sex was a weapon to be bartered and wielded within the Empire and sad as it was that was what most of his encounters were about. Therefore, it was not often that he thanked his partners.
A small smile curled her lips, her eyes returning to the board before her. “You’re welcome.”
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