Fic: Home Early (Gaila/Spock/Uhura)
Title: Home Early
Pairing: Gaila/Spock/Uhura
Fandom: Star Trek XI (spoilers)
Summary: Gaila gets home early from her date
Rating: Adult
Word Count: 1655
A/N: Response to this prompt at the Star Trek XI Anon Kink Meme.
Cadet Jenkins is a terrible bore. It only takes an hour for Gaila to know that the date is over, done, and never going anywhere at all. Normally, she can find something attractive about anyone that she dates. Jenkins is too short, too skinny, too pompous, too stupid, and too boring to keep her attention for more than a few minutes at a time, though, so his fate is sealed before the main course even arrives. It’s disappointing, really, because she’s horny and wants to let loose some after spending the last week stuck researching for her classes.
After dessert, she makes up an excuse to leave and gives a rather brilliant performance as she feigns a headache. He seems to believe her, at least, so that’s what matters. She doesn’t want to fuck him, but that doesn’t mean that she wants to hurt his feelings, either. Since there’s a chance that he won’t go straight home, she can’t run the risk of getting caught in a lie by going to the bar to see if there’s anyone appealing, so she has to go back to her dorm.
It’s so early to be going home on a Friday night, but it’s worth it to get out of the awkward date. Nyota will be home, at least, so Gaila can earn a few points with her roomie for not being out until all hours. Despite their differences, they actually do get along more often than not. Gaila is a lot more open about things, especially her sexuality, but it’s not like Nyota is a prude or anything. In fact, Gaila has been suspicious for the last couple of weeks that Nyota is seeing someone. Sexy panties are definitely not something usually included in the wash, after all.
When she arrives at the dorm, she unlocks the door and steps inside. Then, she freezes in shock at the sight that greets her. She moves quickly past surprise and settles on arousal. She hasn’t been noticed yet, which is interesting because Nyota constantly claims that it’s easy to hear the key in the lock when they argue about Gaila having men over. She watches the two moving figures on the bed for a few minutes before she finally has to say something.
“Well, this certainly gives new meaning to the phrase teacher’s pet, doesn’t it?” she says in her most innocent tone, which isn’t very.
“Damn it, Gaila!” Nyota sits up and glares at her, which is more amusing than threatening considering the circumstances.
“Good evening, Professor Spock. Enjoying yourself?” she asks sweetly. Of all the men for Nyota to be fucking, she actually isn’t that surprised that it’s the most detached and aloof member of the faculty ever. Nyota has always liked a challenge, and Gaila assumes the whole intelligent thing makes up for the oddities.
Spock straightens up and removes his hand from between Nyota’s legs. Gaila can’t help but lick her lips when she sees his wet fingers. “Good evening,” he says, seemingly unaffected by her presence, which makes it a little less fun catching them in the act. “I do not understand your question fully. Would you please elaborate so that I know the proper way in which to answer it?”
“She’s not going to ask anything,” Nyota mutters. “Gaila, stop staring. At least I have the decency to give you privacy when I catch you.”
“Now, now, Nyota. The professor has asked me a question, so it’s only polite for me to reply.” Gaila can’t help but smirk because it’s nice to get the upper hand for once. She looks at Spock, who is actually not as unappealing as she originally thought. Nice body, at least, though all the talking would drive her crazy. Just like Nyota to get turned on by that sort of thing. “Are you enjoying Nyota, Professor?”
“In what way?” Spock looks confused, and Gaila rolls her eyes.
“Fucking her. Are you having fun thrusting your fingers into her cunt?” She knows that it’s too crass, even for her, but he’s starting to annoy her. Already.
“Don’t answer that,” Nyota says, crossing her arms over her bare chest, which is disappointing because Gaila likes looking at her tits.
“It would be rude to ignore a direct question, Nyota. From what I can determine after observation, your friend is concerned for your enjoyment of our sexual activities.” He looks at Gaila and arches a brow. “I am enjoying myself.”
Gaila sits on the edge of her bed and stares at them. There’s almost a challenge in Spock’s expression, or maybe she’s just horny and imagining things because he doesn’t seem the type to want an audience during private moments like this. “Is she enjoying it?” she asks, ignoring Nyota for now because she’s curious to see where this goes.
“I am uncertain. There is a high probability that she is due to the amount of secretions that coat my fingers, but I have not yet reached any certain conclusions.” Spock arches his brow even higher. “Your arrival has added an unforeseen variable to the situation.”
“An unforeseen variable?” Nyota repeats slowly. “Spock, you can’t seriously intend…”
Gaila looks from one to the other when Nyota trails off. “Intend what?”
“If you have objections, Nyota, we will cease and desist,” Spock says firmly. They’re talking above her head, obviously, because Gaila isn’t following the conversation at all.
“I can go take a shower,” she offers. She doesn’t really want to leave, but all the talking is starting to bore her.
“You can stay,” Nyota whispers. Gaila’s eyes widen as she looks at them and realizes that they’re serious. Spock nods once, as if satisfied with the results, and then he leans over Nyota and starts to suck on her nipple.
“Alright.” As if she’d say anything else? She settles back on her bed and pulls her skirt up. They’re mostly naked, so it’s not like they’ll think poorly about her if she gets comfortable. She watches Nyota’s face as Spock sucks her nipples. “Harder,” she suggests to him. “She’ll like it if you use your teeth, just a little.”
Nyota looks as if she’s about to say something but the words become a moan as Spock apparently takes Gaila’s direction. She isn’t sure where to look because it’s like watching a sex movie live, only she can smell it and could even touch, if she wanted.
“I will now perform oral stimulation on Nyota,” Spock suddenly announces as he raises his head from Nyota’s tits to look at Gaila. She blinks but keeps moving her fingers along her cunt. “Your previous suggestion had pleasurable benefits for Nyota. In the interest of research, I must ask if you have further recommendations as I progress to the next stage of sexual foreplay.”
Fuck. He’s dirtier than she ever thought. Good on him, and on Nyota for finding herself someone like that. Gaila’s almost jealous, except she’s not really sure if it would be of Nyota or Spock. She presses her thumb against her clit and tries to consider the question as seriously as she can when she’s soaking wet with arousal and having to pleasure herself.
“Be sure to curl your fingers and find her sweet spot,” she says. “Also make sure that you move your tongue a lot; it just feels weird if you lick the exact same spot without any variation.”
“Your suggestions are noted. I will now proceed and determine what technique results in the most favorable outcome.” It looks like he smirks for a second but it happens so fast that Gaila’s sure she imagined it.
“Spock, focus,” Nyota murmurs as she squeezes her tits and shifts on the bed.
“I am very focused, Nyota,” he assures her before he lowers his head.
Gaila watches them, moving her gaze back and forth as she rolls her hips and fucks her hand. Nyota is more vocal than she imagined, which is really hot. She finally reaches into the drawer next to her bed and removes her toy. It’s thick and long and fills her better than most of her dates. It’s also better company than Jenkins, which means her night is already better than it could have been, even without the free sex show happening in front of her.
“Are you going to fuck her?” she asks as she pushes the dildo inside. She can hear the soft sound of sucking as Spock continues to eat Nyota’s cunt, and she’s jealous of him right then because she wishes it was her licking and sucking and causing those noises. Fuck, she’s so horny. The dildo is sliding into her so easily, and she pinches her nipples as she keeps watching them.
Her question is ignored. Or maybe the silence is her answer because Spock keeps using his hand to make Nyota whine and whimper. Gaila comes first, too turned on to wait. She drops the dildo as she writhes on the bed, listening to the sound of Nyota’s orgasm. She rolls her head to the side to watch, wanting to see, and rubs her clit harder as she sees Nyota fall apart.
When she can breathe again, she sucks her wet fingers and sits up. Spock is kissing Nyota, but he’s still wearing his trousers. She can see that they are undone, though, so she realizes that she must have missed the first act. Damn it. If she’d faked a headache during the appetizers, she might have been home for it.
“Your assistance is appreciated,” Spock tells her as he pulls back from the kiss and looks at her. He doesn’t sound like someone who has just been fucking, but she’s starting to realize that the whole cool and detached thing is just him.
“You’re welcome,” she tells him, winking as she picks up her toy. “Next time you need help, just let me know. All in the interest of research, of course.”
End
Pairing: Gaila/Spock/Uhura
Fandom: Star Trek XI (spoilers)
Summary: Gaila gets home early from her date
Rating: Adult
Word Count: 1655
A/N: Response to this prompt at the Star Trek XI Anon Kink Meme.
Cadet Jenkins is a terrible bore. It only takes an hour for Gaila to know that the date is over, done, and never going anywhere at all. Normally, she can find something attractive about anyone that she dates. Jenkins is too short, too skinny, too pompous, too stupid, and too boring to keep her attention for more than a few minutes at a time, though, so his fate is sealed before the main course even arrives. It’s disappointing, really, because she’s horny and wants to let loose some after spending the last week stuck researching for her classes.
After dessert, she makes up an excuse to leave and gives a rather brilliant performance as she feigns a headache. He seems to believe her, at least, so that’s what matters. She doesn’t want to fuck him, but that doesn’t mean that she wants to hurt his feelings, either. Since there’s a chance that he won’t go straight home, she can’t run the risk of getting caught in a lie by going to the bar to see if there’s anyone appealing, so she has to go back to her dorm.
It’s so early to be going home on a Friday night, but it’s worth it to get out of the awkward date. Nyota will be home, at least, so Gaila can earn a few points with her roomie for not being out until all hours. Despite their differences, they actually do get along more often than not. Gaila is a lot more open about things, especially her sexuality, but it’s not like Nyota is a prude or anything. In fact, Gaila has been suspicious for the last couple of weeks that Nyota is seeing someone. Sexy panties are definitely not something usually included in the wash, after all.
When she arrives at the dorm, she unlocks the door and steps inside. Then, she freezes in shock at the sight that greets her. She moves quickly past surprise and settles on arousal. She hasn’t been noticed yet, which is interesting because Nyota constantly claims that it’s easy to hear the key in the lock when they argue about Gaila having men over. She watches the two moving figures on the bed for a few minutes before she finally has to say something.
“Well, this certainly gives new meaning to the phrase teacher’s pet, doesn’t it?” she says in her most innocent tone, which isn’t very.
“Damn it, Gaila!” Nyota sits up and glares at her, which is more amusing than threatening considering the circumstances.
“Good evening, Professor Spock. Enjoying yourself?” she asks sweetly. Of all the men for Nyota to be fucking, she actually isn’t that surprised that it’s the most detached and aloof member of the faculty ever. Nyota has always liked a challenge, and Gaila assumes the whole intelligent thing makes up for the oddities.
Spock straightens up and removes his hand from between Nyota’s legs. Gaila can’t help but lick her lips when she sees his wet fingers. “Good evening,” he says, seemingly unaffected by her presence, which makes it a little less fun catching them in the act. “I do not understand your question fully. Would you please elaborate so that I know the proper way in which to answer it?”
“She’s not going to ask anything,” Nyota mutters. “Gaila, stop staring. At least I have the decency to give you privacy when I catch you.”
“Now, now, Nyota. The professor has asked me a question, so it’s only polite for me to reply.” Gaila can’t help but smirk because it’s nice to get the upper hand for once. She looks at Spock, who is actually not as unappealing as she originally thought. Nice body, at least, though all the talking would drive her crazy. Just like Nyota to get turned on by that sort of thing. “Are you enjoying Nyota, Professor?”
“In what way?” Spock looks confused, and Gaila rolls her eyes.
“Fucking her. Are you having fun thrusting your fingers into her cunt?” She knows that it’s too crass, even for her, but he’s starting to annoy her. Already.
“Don’t answer that,” Nyota says, crossing her arms over her bare chest, which is disappointing because Gaila likes looking at her tits.
“It would be rude to ignore a direct question, Nyota. From what I can determine after observation, your friend is concerned for your enjoyment of our sexual activities.” He looks at Gaila and arches a brow. “I am enjoying myself.”
Gaila sits on the edge of her bed and stares at them. There’s almost a challenge in Spock’s expression, or maybe she’s just horny and imagining things because he doesn’t seem the type to want an audience during private moments like this. “Is she enjoying it?” she asks, ignoring Nyota for now because she’s curious to see where this goes.
“I am uncertain. There is a high probability that she is due to the amount of secretions that coat my fingers, but I have not yet reached any certain conclusions.” Spock arches his brow even higher. “Your arrival has added an unforeseen variable to the situation.”
“An unforeseen variable?” Nyota repeats slowly. “Spock, you can’t seriously intend…”
Gaila looks from one to the other when Nyota trails off. “Intend what?”
“If you have objections, Nyota, we will cease and desist,” Spock says firmly. They’re talking above her head, obviously, because Gaila isn’t following the conversation at all.
“I can go take a shower,” she offers. She doesn’t really want to leave, but all the talking is starting to bore her.
“You can stay,” Nyota whispers. Gaila’s eyes widen as she looks at them and realizes that they’re serious. Spock nods once, as if satisfied with the results, and then he leans over Nyota and starts to suck on her nipple.
“Alright.” As if she’d say anything else? She settles back on her bed and pulls her skirt up. They’re mostly naked, so it’s not like they’ll think poorly about her if she gets comfortable. She watches Nyota’s face as Spock sucks her nipples. “Harder,” she suggests to him. “She’ll like it if you use your teeth, just a little.”
Nyota looks as if she’s about to say something but the words become a moan as Spock apparently takes Gaila’s direction. She isn’t sure where to look because it’s like watching a sex movie live, only she can smell it and could even touch, if she wanted.
“I will now perform oral stimulation on Nyota,” Spock suddenly announces as he raises his head from Nyota’s tits to look at Gaila. She blinks but keeps moving her fingers along her cunt. “Your previous suggestion had pleasurable benefits for Nyota. In the interest of research, I must ask if you have further recommendations as I progress to the next stage of sexual foreplay.”
Fuck. He’s dirtier than she ever thought. Good on him, and on Nyota for finding herself someone like that. Gaila’s almost jealous, except she’s not really sure if it would be of Nyota or Spock. She presses her thumb against her clit and tries to consider the question as seriously as she can when she’s soaking wet with arousal and having to pleasure herself.
“Be sure to curl your fingers and find her sweet spot,” she says. “Also make sure that you move your tongue a lot; it just feels weird if you lick the exact same spot without any variation.”
“Your suggestions are noted. I will now proceed and determine what technique results in the most favorable outcome.” It looks like he smirks for a second but it happens so fast that Gaila’s sure she imagined it.
“Spock, focus,” Nyota murmurs as she squeezes her tits and shifts on the bed.
“I am very focused, Nyota,” he assures her before he lowers his head.
Gaila watches them, moving her gaze back and forth as she rolls her hips and fucks her hand. Nyota is more vocal than she imagined, which is really hot. She finally reaches into the drawer next to her bed and removes her toy. It’s thick and long and fills her better than most of her dates. It’s also better company than Jenkins, which means her night is already better than it could have been, even without the free sex show happening in front of her.
“Are you going to fuck her?” she asks as she pushes the dildo inside. She can hear the soft sound of sucking as Spock continues to eat Nyota’s cunt, and she’s jealous of him right then because she wishes it was her licking and sucking and causing those noises. Fuck, she’s so horny. The dildo is sliding into her so easily, and she pinches her nipples as she keeps watching them.
Her question is ignored. Or maybe the silence is her answer because Spock keeps using his hand to make Nyota whine and whimper. Gaila comes first, too turned on to wait. She drops the dildo as she writhes on the bed, listening to the sound of Nyota’s orgasm. She rolls her head to the side to watch, wanting to see, and rubs her clit harder as she sees Nyota fall apart.
When she can breathe again, she sucks her wet fingers and sits up. Spock is kissing Nyota, but he’s still wearing his trousers. She can see that they are undone, though, so she realizes that she must have missed the first act. Damn it. If she’d faked a headache during the appetizers, she might have been home for it.
“Your assistance is appreciated,” Spock tells her as he pulls back from the kiss and looks at her. He doesn’t sound like someone who has just been fucking, but she’s starting to realize that the whole cool and detached thing is just him.
“You’re welcome,” she tells him, winking as she picks up her toy. “Next time you need help, just let me know. All in the interest of research, of course.”
End