[Insatiable Verse - Trapped]

[nyota_uhura24]

[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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[nyota_uhura24]

Is she busy tonight? The words surprise her slightly. Somehow she had thought that the moment would break as soon as they got out of the lift. Her surprise is almost instantly forgotten, however, as he describes exactly what he would do to her. Suddenly she's not sure she should have told him which languages she finds sexy, because hearing him describe all that in perfectly enunciated Andorian makes her tremble with desire. The language is beautiful and fluid, reminiscent of the music it was originally based on. Vivid images mix with memories in her head, and the words he's whispering to her now have nothing to do with making sure she doesn't drift away with her fears. She can scarcely believe that she's getting turned on in a turbolift, but she has no need to glance around the small space. She knows the walls aren't closing in around them.

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.”

[owns_the_chair]

He groans against her fingers, not bothering to hide his reaction to her words. Vivid images of them doing just that, of him moving slowly with her, maybe with her on her side and him behind her, holding her leg over his as he rolls his hips as slowly as he can, his hand dancing over her chest and maybe down between her legs and oh, she's definitely going to be able to feel that the way she's pressed against him.

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.

... i told you she'd be difficult :/

[nyota_uhura24]

The groan goes straight to her core, and she shivers slightly as she imagines all the other noises she could draw from his lips, along with those beautiful murmured Andorian words. She tries not to think about him whispering to her in Swahili, because she's having a hard enough time holding back as it is. Given their proximity she can feel his desire growing, and she glances down as his hand slides up her skirt, breathing a little harder and letting out a soft sigh that's almost a moan when he reaches her inner thigh. His touch leaves fire and want in its wake. She gasps slightly when he presses up against her, relishing his darkened eyes and shiver of anticipation.

“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?”

Hehe, serves him right for thinking he could get away with it. LOL

[owns_the_chair]

He knows he's said the wrong thing the second she switches back to Standard, effectively breaking the spell they were both under. Mentally kicking himself for not realizing that of course a claustrophobic doesn't have fantasies about lift-sex (and really, how much of a genius is he if he can't figure that out?!), he lets her still his hand under her skirt and gives her a slightly apologetic look.

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."

[nyota_uhura24]

He gives her a slightly apologetic look and a gentle kiss, and the kindness and affection there fill her with a sense of calm. She smiles when he tells her he doesn't want her to do anything she isn't comfortable with. “Two hours,” she says softly, almost in disbelief. Two hours trapped in a small space and she's still relatively calm... thanks to him. She has no delusions as to the reason she's not hysterical. Time always plays tricks on her when she's in a small space, but somehow two hours doesn't feel like the eternity she expects it to. “Thank you,” she adds, and then realizes he probably doesn't know why she's really thanking him. “For keeping me in the present.”

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.

[owns_the_chair]

Well aware of how much it costs her to own up to hear fear and openly admit to it, he nods in understanding and whispers back. "Okay. So tell me how I can make you feel good without making you lose yourself. Don't worry about what it'll end with, just tell me what you want. What you need. Doesn't have to be more complicated than that."

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.