[Insatiable Verse - Trapped]
[ooc note to tbg folk: Please ignore, this is a separate verse! In case you're wondering, this is the verse in which Uhura and Kirk have lots of sex and pretend that's all it is. Until things get awkward
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Her lips brush against his jaw as she pulls back to look at him, eyes glowing a little at his words. "And I'm glad I got to meet Jim. I like Jim." The last sentence is murmured in Andorian, and she looks up at him through her lashes, letting the words be a tease even though she's quite serious. It feels like they've slipped outside of the regular flow of time and into a place where no masks are necessary. They can simply be themselves. He's brought her out of her shell before, but after the spell breaks they throw up their walls again. Thinking about this makes her remember where she is, but she resists the urge to glance around the small space and just listens to his heartbeat and his breathing. As long as she's breathing with him, she can't panic.
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The shudder that runs through her reverberates through his body, intensifying when she whispers in his ear. A series of devious plans start forming in his head, most of them about driving her crazy and seeing if he can lure out a little of Nyota, just for him to see, when they're on the bridge.
His smile turns mischievous and he turns his head to nibble on her thumb, his eyes taking on a slightly darker, more intense tone as he looks at her and replies in Andorian. "Jim wants to know when he can see Nyota again. He says she's always leaving his bed too soon, and he wants to amend that."
It's going out where the ice might be too thin to carry him, but right now, it just... It feels right. With her, it feels right to do this. In this moment, there's no room for fear, or games. Only honesty. He swipes his tongue over the pad of her thumb, then grazes it lightly with his teeth before pressing a kiss to it. "I think he might even want her to spend the night..."
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And the way he's nibbling her thumb and looking at her with those slightly darkened eyes as he murmurs words in Andorian sends shivers down her spine. Suddenly she's a lot more conscious of how physically close they are, of his body pressed against hers.
The words, however, set off whispered concerns in her head. Letting herself get further involved with him seems like a very good way to end up heartbroken, even if the idea of sleeping beside him sounds wonderful - and not just because she hates sleeping alone. Part of her protests, but she can't say no when he's looking at her like that. She doesn't want to. Besides, she's not going to let fear get in the way of something she wants. So, as always happens with him, she decides that taking a leap is more than worth the risks.
Her thumb traces his lips as she gazes back at him and answers in Andorian. “Nyota says she would like to see Jim again soon. She's seen a lot of Captain Kirk lately, but she's missed Jim... And I certainly think he could persuade her to spend the night.”
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Closing his lips around the tip of her thumb, he traces lazy circles on her skin with the tip of his tongue, keeping his eyes locked with hers. And suddenly, this isn't so much about just comforting her, and the atmosphere in the small space thickens with palpable desire. He kisses his way down her finger to nip lightly on the skin between her thumb and forefinger, still muttering quietly. "First, he'd give her a nice, long massage, and then, when she's practically boneless, he'd finish the job with a round of slow, sensual sex. He'd fall asleep with her in his arms, and when they wake up in the morning, he'd take her into his shower and use his hands to wash her all over. He'd get her under the spray and rinse her off, and then he'd go down on his knees for her and eat her out until her legs give. He'd catch her of course, and pull her into his lap. Just like we're sitting now. And then he'd fuck her brains out, just to make sure she had a smile on her face all day."
His little course of action ends with a sly grin and a small lift of his hips against her own, and no, he's not hard yet, but he'll be getting there quickly if they keep this up.
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Besides, how can she focus on her fears when he's lavishing attention on her thumb, making her stomach tighten with desire? Even though she wants to kiss him she gives in to a more pressing desire to drag her fingers across those perfect lips, letting the middle finger glide along the seam of his mouth. “Nyota informs me that she finds this plan acceptable. She wants to know if Jim's hands are as talented as his tongue, and she wants him to move inside her agonizingly slowly so that they can feel very inch of each other.”
The hand against his chest turns over to entwine with and caress his, and then she slowly brings his hand to her mouth to murmur against his skin. “Nyota only sees one problem with this plan. She still hasn't had the opportunity to show him what her own tongue can do, so after he's made her collapse in his arms she wants to taste his desire on her lips, and to make him unravel completely until he's forgotten where they are. And then, I promise, she'll have a smile on her face all day.” She licks along his index finger and then sucks it into his mouth, letting her teeth graze it as she pulls back slightly. Her eyes stay locked on his.
“But first Nyota wants to know if Jim is going to be able to hold it together until they get to his quarters? Because they're not going to have sex in a turbolift.”
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And then she repeats her promise and he shivers a little in anticipation, the warmth of her mouth going straight to his groin like a lightning bolt. His eyes darken further and he moves the hand that isn't so close to the blissful warmth of her mouth down her side to slide up under her skirt and tease at her inner thighs. "Jim says that's a very Uhura thing to say," he mumbles out in Standard and presses up against her again, creating just a little bit of friction.
He's losing track of time, and he doesn't know what he wants more; for the lift to stay stuck long enough for him to convince her lift-sex is an excellent idea, or if he wants to get them out and into his quarters right the fuck now. "If Nyota keeps fellating his digits, Jim is going to be harder than Vulcan algebra in seconds," he switches back to Andorian and he's well on his way to that state already.
"Don't say you've never imagined sex here, everyone has," he holds her gaze and grazes his fingertips over the edge of her panties.
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“Is it so strange that Nyota would say that?” she murmurs, genuinely curious. At his next words she pauses her ministrations to his fingers, but keeps the tips of his fingers against her lips. He tells her that everyone has imagined sex in the turbolift, and she frowns slightly. His eyes are fixed on hers, and she doesn't look away. His fingers tease the edge of her panties, and it makes her stomach squirm with anticipation, but her hand comes to rest on top of his through the fabric, halting his movement. “I try not to imagine the turbolifts at all,” she replies in Standard. Perhaps it's crossed her mind in some abstract way, but it's hard for her to associate small spaces with something as joyous as sex.
She just stares at him for a moment, confusion evident on her face. She wants him. She's sure about him. The location, however, is another story. She could say it's because it isn't the proper place for such activities, but the real reason is her fear, and she doesn't want to lie to him about it. “I don't know if I can do this here,” she continues, voice a little breathy with desire but still hesitant. She's not sure she can let go of herself here - not sure she wants to relinquish any more of her control. “Besides, what if the lifts start working? Scotty said two hours... surely it's been two hours?”
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But she doesn't seem upset, or scared as he'd feared for a moment she would be. She just looks confused, like she's not quite sure if she wants it this way. He moves his hand from her mouth to cup the back of her head and pull her in for a tender kiss. "I'd never have you do anything you're not comfortable with," he whispers against her lips and withdraws his hand to rest on her hip. "It's been two hours and about ten minutes, and I'm sure Scotty will comm me the moment they can get us out of here."
He has no doubt they'll be out of here as quickly as possible, and that they just need to sit tight and wait for Scotty to work his magic. In attempt to calm her again, and perhaps to reclaim the mood from a moment ago, he switches back to Andorian. "Jim doesn't want Nyota to be scared anymore. He wants to help her forget the memories of what scares her. This isn't about him getting laid, it's about making her feel good in a place that usually makes her feel pretty bad."
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The sound of the Andorian words causes her stomach to do a little flip, but it is their meaning that make warmth spread through her. She believes him. Of course he wants to get laid, but she doesn't doubt for a moment that he's trying to help her manage her fears. She wants to say yes to this, but the idea of trying to let go here frightens her. If she were less than certain of wanting to do this with him, she wouldn't hesitate to refuse, but the only issue here is her claustrophobia. Part of her wants to fight back against the debilitating force of her terror, but she's never seen it as something she can fix. She replies in quiet Andorian. “Nyota truly appreciates Jim, and his ability to keep her memories at bay, but she doesn't know how to forget them. She wants to try, but she doesn't want to start something she can't finish. And... she's... afraid.” Verbalizing that word is still difficult, but once she's said it it's much easier to explain. “She used to dream up whole lives, but when she came back to herself, she was still... trapped. If she loses herself now, she's afraid she won't be here with Jim anymore.
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A plan is slowly beginning to form in his head, one that will hopefully help her deal with her phobia better, and one he intends to implement at the first given opportunity. Maybe the lift wasn't the best first choice for this, but there were plenty of other locations on the ship where they could battle her fear together.
"No matter what," he mutters while kissing his way down her neck. "You can always comm me when you feel bad about this, okay? Even of we're not doing this anymore, I'll still be there. You'll never have to explain, just say the word and I'm there to hold you in the present. To keep the memories at bay." Because no one should have to deal with that kind of thing alone, not while he was around to help them.
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