[Tina's quarters - u and me]

[rn_chapel]

The nursery was finished. Everything at work was all set so that she could take her maternity leave without fretting about leaving things undone (Christine had arrived at a perfect time, really). Tina was beyond ready to go ahead and give birth. Just as soon as Darcy was ready

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[gold_ambition]

When.

When he got off shift, James did come over, unannounced, without asking. His being welcome was an assumption, but one he was willing to make. It was easier to assume, and if she wanted him gone, she could say so--and try to make him leave. As yet, she hadn't.

The spicy tang of whatever Tina had eaten still lingered when he entered, but he found her in the bathroom, tidying up for bed.

"Just in time," he murmured from the doorway.

[rn_chapel]

Wondering what the fuck she was doing had become such a constant for Tina that she didn't really notice it anymore. There were better things to focus on, anyway.

She relaxed into the kisses, enjoying the soft, gentle slide of their mouths together. Usually they were in something more of a hurry. This was nice.

She sighed a little when she had to pull away from him. "Sorry. I have to roll over. Not supposed to lie on my right side for very long."

She sat up. And then, making it clear that she wasn't calling a halt to their activities even if she was turning her back on him, shimmied out of her top and pajama pants before she resettled herself on her left side.

[gold_ambition]

It was a good opportunity to slide out of the pants he still wore and into the sheets beside her. He was about to ask if they should switch--the kiss had been really nice--but as he moved against her like this he decided against it. She was soft here, but much less changed than the front of her. He could shape himself to her body this way, and he did, pulling her hair back so he could kiss her neck.

[rn_chapel]

Tina made a pleased sound and leaned into him. She'd be okay if it didn't go any farther than this, honestly. Skin on skin, body heat, closeness... She was tired enough that she didn't feel any particular urge for more.

But she knew James would. Did, if the evidence poking her at the base of her spine was any indication. And that was okay, too.

[gold_ambition]

His arm curved around her, sliding up her belly to her breasts. He'd learned to be careful of them, but also that she the extra sensitivity wasn't all bad. He sucked a little hard on the spot where her shoulder met her neck and then licked his way up again to her ear.

"You don't know what you do to me," he murmured. "How much I want you, always."

[rn_chapel]

"Always?" Tina shifted her hips, pressing against him teasingly. "That must get uncomfortable."

She put her hand over his, encouraging slightly more pressure.

[gold_ambition]

He complied, chuckling.

"Romantic," he chided. "If you want moderation and literalness I think you're going to be disappointed."

[rn_chapel]

"Hmm, I guess I'd rather not be disappointed. You'd better keep exaggerating, then."

Tina shifted against him again, enjoying his touch at her breasts.

"What else?"

[gold_ambition]

He wasn't Vulcan, after all.

"It's only a certain type of exaggeration," he said. "Because ever since the first time, I haven't been able to get you out of my head. Haven't wanted anyone nearly as much as you."

There was wonder, worship in his voice, in the hand that reluctantly left her breast to curl over her thigh and between her legs.

[rn_chapel]

She was wet, receptive, reacting to his words and the tone of his voice as much as to his hand. She made an encouraging sound, urging him to go on - to keep touching her, or keep talking, or both.

[gold_ambition]

He wasn't likely to stop. Now he remembered that night, vividly, somehow compartmentalizing it as both his downfall and his salvation. He'd never felt anything like that before, never wanted to. He'd been pretending to be Jim, and he'd found he liked it.

Now he wanted to be James. To feel her, to have her feel him, as himself. Not some mirror image.

His fingers moved, practiced at readying her, at reading her responses. He was hard against her, pressed between the curves of her ass.

"Never could resist you," he murmured. "Wanted to, you know. Wasn't worth it. Not giving up this."

[rn_chapel]

His words were poignant, considering what they'd talked about - and not talked about - earlier. Tina wondered if he'd ever examined, afterward, the things he said when he wasn't weighing his words. What they revealed about him.

But she'd prefer to focus on other things just at the moment. She parted her thighs and hitched her hips slightly, nudging his erection closer to where she wanted it. "Don't resist, then," she suggested.

[gold_ambition]

He didn't, really. It wasn't that he didn't, or couldn't, plan for the future. But he was also a creature of impulse and desire. He raised her leg higher, removing his fingers and slipping in from behind with a sigh like he was coming home. She was molten around him, pressed up close and tight, and his hand gripped her thigh as he adjusted.

[rn_chapel]

In another context, his fingers on her leg might have felt painfully forceful. As it was, Tina liked it. It made her feel grounded, connected. And gratified that James had to hold her so tightly to keep control of himself.

Her own hands felt strangely unoccupied. She slipped one between her legs, sliding her fingertips across her clitoris.

[gold_ambition]

He began to move within her, feeling every inch as he slid gently against her, and he had to gasp with his head pressed into her shoulder. Why it moved him so, he could not fathom. Perhaps it was their vulnerability, the intimacy it required for someone where he came from. But it just felt deeper, somehow.

[rn_chapel]

The motion was so minute, but so amazingly good. Tina shifted her hips slightly - so slightly - and moaned.

This is even better when I'm all the way awake, she thought. And then almost laughed. It was rude to think about sex with someone else while actually in the act with a new lover, right? And especially with the way James and Jim felt about each other. But it wasn't as though she could ignore the similarities between them--

Wait.

She froze. That time, when she'd been so sleepy... When Jim came back from the away mission, he was a woman. And that was after--

"James, stop." Tina started to push away from him. "Get off me."