Fic Post: Of Pain and Pleasure
Title: Of Pain and Pleasure
Fandom: STXI
Pairing: Janice Rand/Nyota Uhura
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 900
Summary: Janice introduces Nyota to all the perks of a bikini wax.
Author's Notes:
Written for this prompt at the st_xi_kink_meme: http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink_meme/11451.html?thread=11548859#t11548859
And it's totally irrelevant, but my reboot!Janice has always been Ari Graynor: http://s11.allstarpics.net/images/orig/d/8/d89rq4utjjvr4qt8.jpg
Tell me she and Zoe Saldana wouldn't look foxy together.
As Janice tore the strip of cloth from her groin, Nyota let out a startled yelp, her eyes widening as she stared up at the ceiling. “Oh my God, why did I agree to this?”
“Because you hate razor burn,” Janice spread more of the hot wax along Nyota’s bikini line, smoothing on another strip.
“No, I mean why the hell did I think it was good idea to let you do this? Could you be any more rough?”
Janice rolled her eyes, tugging once more, smirking as Nyota flinched. “Do you see another esthetician here? I put myself through Academy doing this shit, Ny.”
She watched as Nyota bit down on her lip, her elegant hand slipping out to grip the leg of the coffee table. “How much more do you have left?”
“Just a couple more spots,” Janice bent down, giving Nyota’s bent knee a quick peck. “You’ll thank me when I’m done, trust me.”
With a couple, slightly gentler tugs, it was done. Janice sat back against the table, admiring her handiwork. “Voila. Whatcha think?”
Nyota sat up on her elbows, spreading her legs and craning her neck to take a peek at her spotless, albeit slightly irritated mound. A small smile crept to her lips and she nodded once. “Wow. Doesn’t look half bad, does it?”
Janice smirked and shook her head, letting her hand rub over the café-au-lait skin of Nyota’s inner thigh. “Not bad at all,” she glanced up to her girlfriend, tilting her head to the side. “How’s it feel?”
The other shrugged her slim shoulders, shifting her hips and scrunching her face a little. “Sore.”
Janice pout her lips, nodding once. “My poor baby. Maybe I can help?”
She shift her body so she lay on her stomach between Nyota’s spread legs. Leaning in, Janice pressed a small kiss to her hood, that smirk toying at her lips once more. “If you’re up to it, that is.”
Nyota let out a soft, content sigh, reaching down to cup Janice’s cheek. “Kiss it and make it better, baby.”
Janice nodded, turning her head to kiss the palm of her hand. Hooking one of Nyota’s legs over her shoulder, she lowered her head, letting her lips brush over the velvety skin of Nyota’s clean folds. “How’s that?” she whispered.
“So nice, Janice,” Nyota whispered, running her hand over Janice’s blonde locks. “But it still hurts a little.”
Janice snickered, reaching up and spreading Nyota’s lips apart. Her eyes slid shut as she dragged her tongue along the opening, letting Nyota’s warm musk cloud her senses. She would happily drown it in if allowed, breathing and tasting and feeling it deep within her. It was uniquely Nyota and Janice loved it. She slid her tongue inside Nyota, stroking the inner walls of her lover. They were warm and wet against Janice, trembling with each move she made. Pulling her mouth away, she took a moment to simply watch Nyota.
A thin sheen of sweat was forming over her smooth skin, glistening in the dim light of the room. Those honey-brown eyes that drove Janice wild her loosely closed, the taut stomach rising and falling beneath her camisole with each shaking breath.
Nyota whimpered at the lack of contact, opening her eyes to meet Janice’s, a perplexed look on her angular face. “Jan, what’s wrong?”
Janice’s lips quirked into a half-smile, the tip of her tongue darting out along her lower lip. “Nothing. You’re just so beautiful, that’s all.”
Dropping her head down, her tongue slid against Nyota’s clit, a chill running down her spine at the loud moan that followed. It was music to her ears. She wrapped her lips around the bud, sucking gently as she slid a finger inside.
“Oh, Jan. Just like that,” Nyota cried out, pushing her hips down.
Janice crooked her finger, stroking those soft, wet walls once more. The pad of her finger traveled the top, making its way to that sweet spot she knew so well. Her heart hammered in her chest as Nyota cried out. She knew the other’s body well, but victory still tasted just as sweet as it had the first time.
“Janice, I’m so close. I’m going to come, please!”
Always ready and happy to please her lover, she swirled her tongue along Nyota’s clit, stroking that spot once more. Nyota’s hips twitched as she came, walls tightening around Janice’s fingers and breaths coming in airy gasps.
Once she’d calmed, Janice slid her finger out slowly, crawling up Nyota’s body to curl beside her. They both rolled onto their sides, chests flush together, her forehead finding the crook of Nyota’s long neck.
“All better?” She asked, brushing a strand of black hair from her line of vision.
“Mmm, much,” Nyota nodded, reaching up to cup Janice’s cheek. “Thank you very much.”
Janice lift her hand, flashing her girlfriend an “A-OK” before lacing their fingers together. Nyota tilt her head, pressing a kiss to the top of the other’s head.
“So if there’s more of that in the future, I could totally get used to waxing,” she smirked against her hair, rubbing her cheek against the soft strands.
“Only if you return the favor,” Janice gave an airy laugh before nipping playfully at Nyota’s collarbone.
More music - Nyota’s laughter - filled her ears, and those sweet lips were against her’s once more. “It’d be my pleasure.”
Fandom: STXI
Pairing: Janice Rand/Nyota Uhura
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 900
Summary: Janice introduces Nyota to all the perks of a bikini wax.
Author's Notes:
Written for this prompt at the st_xi_kink_meme: http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink_meme/11451.html?thread=11548859#t11548859
And it's totally irrelevant, but my reboot!Janice has always been Ari Graynor: http://s11.allstarpics.net/images/orig/d/8/d89rq4utjjvr4qt8.jpg
Tell me she and Zoe Saldana wouldn't look foxy together.
As Janice tore the strip of cloth from her groin, Nyota let out a startled yelp, her eyes widening as she stared up at the ceiling. “Oh my God, why did I agree to this?”
“Because you hate razor burn,” Janice spread more of the hot wax along Nyota’s bikini line, smoothing on another strip.
“No, I mean why the hell did I think it was good idea to let you do this? Could you be any more rough?”
Janice rolled her eyes, tugging once more, smirking as Nyota flinched. “Do you see another esthetician here? I put myself through Academy doing this shit, Ny.”
She watched as Nyota bit down on her lip, her elegant hand slipping out to grip the leg of the coffee table. “How much more do you have left?”
“Just a couple more spots,” Janice bent down, giving Nyota’s bent knee a quick peck. “You’ll thank me when I’m done, trust me.”
With a couple, slightly gentler tugs, it was done. Janice sat back against the table, admiring her handiwork. “Voila. Whatcha think?”
Nyota sat up on her elbows, spreading her legs and craning her neck to take a peek at her spotless, albeit slightly irritated mound. A small smile crept to her lips and she nodded once. “Wow. Doesn’t look half bad, does it?”
Janice smirked and shook her head, letting her hand rub over the café-au-lait skin of Nyota’s inner thigh. “Not bad at all,” she glanced up to her girlfriend, tilting her head to the side. “How’s it feel?”
The other shrugged her slim shoulders, shifting her hips and scrunching her face a little. “Sore.”
Janice pout her lips, nodding once. “My poor baby. Maybe I can help?”
She shift her body so she lay on her stomach between Nyota’s spread legs. Leaning in, Janice pressed a small kiss to her hood, that smirk toying at her lips once more. “If you’re up to it, that is.”
Nyota let out a soft, content sigh, reaching down to cup Janice’s cheek. “Kiss it and make it better, baby.”
Janice nodded, turning her head to kiss the palm of her hand. Hooking one of Nyota’s legs over her shoulder, she lowered her head, letting her lips brush over the velvety skin of Nyota’s clean folds. “How’s that?” she whispered.
“So nice, Janice,” Nyota whispered, running her hand over Janice’s blonde locks. “But it still hurts a little.”
Janice snickered, reaching up and spreading Nyota’s lips apart. Her eyes slid shut as she dragged her tongue along the opening, letting Nyota’s warm musk cloud her senses. She would happily drown it in if allowed, breathing and tasting and feeling it deep within her. It was uniquely Nyota and Janice loved it. She slid her tongue inside Nyota, stroking the inner walls of her lover. They were warm and wet against Janice, trembling with each move she made. Pulling her mouth away, she took a moment to simply watch Nyota.
A thin sheen of sweat was forming over her smooth skin, glistening in the dim light of the room. Those honey-brown eyes that drove Janice wild her loosely closed, the taut stomach rising and falling beneath her camisole with each shaking breath.
Nyota whimpered at the lack of contact, opening her eyes to meet Janice’s, a perplexed look on her angular face. “Jan, what’s wrong?”
Janice’s lips quirked into a half-smile, the tip of her tongue darting out along her lower lip. “Nothing. You’re just so beautiful, that’s all.”
Dropping her head down, her tongue slid against Nyota’s clit, a chill running down her spine at the loud moan that followed. It was music to her ears. She wrapped her lips around the bud, sucking gently as she slid a finger inside.
“Oh, Jan. Just like that,” Nyota cried out, pushing her hips down.
Janice crooked her finger, stroking those soft, wet walls once more. The pad of her finger traveled the top, making its way to that sweet spot she knew so well. Her heart hammered in her chest as Nyota cried out. She knew the other’s body well, but victory still tasted just as sweet as it had the first time.
“Janice, I’m so close. I’m going to come, please!”
Always ready and happy to please her lover, she swirled her tongue along Nyota’s clit, stroking that spot once more. Nyota’s hips twitched as she came, walls tightening around Janice’s fingers and breaths coming in airy gasps.
Once she’d calmed, Janice slid her finger out slowly, crawling up Nyota’s body to curl beside her. They both rolled onto their sides, chests flush together, her forehead finding the crook of Nyota’s long neck.
“All better?” She asked, brushing a strand of black hair from her line of vision.
“Mmm, much,” Nyota nodded, reaching up to cup Janice’s cheek. “Thank you very much.”
Janice lift her hand, flashing her girlfriend an “A-OK” before lacing their fingers together. Nyota tilt her head, pressing a kiss to the top of the other’s head.
“So if there’s more of that in the future, I could totally get used to waxing,” she smirked against her hair, rubbing her cheek against the soft strands.
“Only if you return the favor,” Janice gave an airy laugh before nipping playfully at Nyota’s collarbone.
More music - Nyota’s laughter - filled her ears, and those sweet lips were against her’s once more. “It’d be my pleasure.”