That Jerk Spuck | NC-17 | Uhura/Gaila
Title: That Jerk Spuck
Author: lackadaisy @ somehotlazyday
Pairing: Uhura/Gaila, with some dissatisfactory Spock/Uhura on the side.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, with very little set up.
Summary: Uhura comes home from the worst date ever with Spock, and Gaila redeems the night with some hot girl-on-girl action.
Notes: This was hastily written for my wife, scorpiod1, at 4am, so keep that in mind. xD;; o.o *just looked it up on urbandictionary*** OMG I AM SO SORRY. D: I really was just using it as like, Gaila not remembering his name. I had no clue that was a racial slur. *goes to edit all her posts*
Gaila could hear the shower running when she entered the dorm room. She hadn't expected her roommate to be back so early. After all, Nyota had a date with that professor she was TA'ing for, the one with the stupid hair and the pointy ears. Just the thought of him made Gaila's usually sunny expression turn sour.
“Hey, I'm back, how was the date with Spuck?”
“His name's Spock, Gaila!”
“Oh, whatever, how was it?” Gaila grumbled, collapsing on her bed so she could remove her strappy high heels.
“It was horrible, you'll be pleased to know, since you hate him so much!”
“I don't hate him!” she denied, though she was too lazy to make it sound convincing. Nyota didn't bother dignifying that with a response. Instead, Gaila could hear the shower turn off and her friend getting out.
Gaila sighed, tossing her shoes under her bed and making her way into the bathroom. Nyota was drying off the way she always did, a little OCD for routines. First her face, then her front, just her arms and her breasts, stomach, and hips. Then she'd bend over and dry her hair just enough to not keep dripping onto the tile; next was her back, her pussy, and her legs. She never lifted up her feet to dry off the bottoms, and Gaila wondered why. It didn't make sense to Gaila, though little about humans, and especially her favorite human, ever did.
“So, how bad was it?” Gaila asked wearily, taking off her make up while Nyota combed her hair and braided it.
“What, so you can gloat?”
“No, because you're pissed and you get cranky when you seethe.”
“I don't get cranky.”
“I've been your roommate for a year now, I think I know you,” Gaila chirped, ignoring Nyota's glare.
“Well for being half Vulcan, he still managed to do every one of the most annoying things that all human boys do on dates,” Nyota grumbled.
“He is half-human, maybe he got only their bad traits?”
“I guess so, first he's late, then he doesn't even notice my new outfit or my hair, and then he gets us lost on the way to the restaurant and won't stop to ask for directions so we lose our reservation at the restaurant and-”
Gaila sighed, listening as her friend listed every single thing that had gone wrong that evening, and a lot had gone wrong. After the horrible date had been recounted down to the last excruciating detail, Gaila found herself with her arms full of Nyota as irate as she'd ever seen her. She was practically shaking with rage, and Gaila pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
“It's okay, boys are dumb, and it doesn't make it any easier that you're so pretty, sometimes that just makes them even less intelligent than before,” Gaila murmured, and Nyota chuckled weakly.
Gaila's arms tightened around Nyota's waist, and was finding it hard to ignore the way their breasts were pressed together. Her halter top wasn't exactly the kind you were supposed to wear a bra with, and Nyota's nipples were hardened against hers. Biting her lip she tried to let go and take a step back, but Nyota only pulled her back, and a breath shuddered through her.
“Nyota, you are emotionally vulnerable right now, and even more susceptible to my pheromones, and it has been my experience that due to the chemicals the human brain releases during intercourse, your kind are more susceptible to pair-bonding after-”
“Gaila, shut up,” Nyota groaned, dragging her cheek along Gaila's until their lips met and ensured that she wouldn't be saying anything.
Nyota's kissing showed just how angry she was. She bit and pushed and her teeth smash clumsily against Gaila's and it was awkward at first. But once Gaila managed to get her pressed up against the counter things calmed down a bit. Their tongues met and heat pooled low in her belly. Her hips pressed closer to Nyota's, eager for friction. Surprisingly, Nyota pushed back, until they developed a rhythm, push and pull. Gaila had one hand on the counter and the other was sliding up Nyota's ribs to her breasts. Swiping her thumb over her nipple got a pleased hum and hands tugging insistently at her halter top. Gaila grinned and allowed it to be yanked up and over her head and tossed to the floor. Suddenly there were two hands on her, one holding and squeezing each breast and she approved of this very much.
Her hips stuttered and jerked against Nyota's and all she could think was she would be coming very soon and it would be a lot better if she wasn't wearing pants. She fumbled with the button to her jeans and a very frustrating few minutes later she managed to get them along with her lacy panties pulled down and kicked away. Yes, yes that was a lot better. Nyota leaned forward and kissed her open mouthed and hot and tongue fucking in, out, in, out and god why would Spuck ever be so stupid as to treat this girl badly?
One of Nyota's hands slipped from her breast down to her slick, wet pussy and rubbed clumsily at her folds, the heel of her palm grating against her clit. Gaila bucked against her hand, only thinking that she was almost there. And then one of Nyota's fingers accidentally slipped inside her for just a second, and she pinched at one of Gaila's nipples, and it was all over. She came and Nyota kissed her through her moaning and kept rubbing her while she rode out the last waves of her orgasm.
Gaila couldn't believe Nyota would trick her into letting the attention be shifted to her, but that was about to be remedied. She peeled Nyota's hands off of her and put them on the counter behind her. Taking a step back she pressed Nyota back so that she could get her mouth latched onto one of those tiny brown nipples. Gaila sucked as much of of Nyota's breast into her mouth while her long laved over the hardened nipple. She reached down on hand to slip between her legs, her thumb teasing her clit. Nyota rutted against her hand and whined. Her whimpers turned into moans interspersed with short puffs of breath that were quick and uneven and getting quicker.
Gaila tucked her ring finger and index finger under her middle and slipped them into Nyota's hole as far as they would go, her thumb wedging tight into the crease of her cooch and her thigh. Nyota's breath hitched and then she was moaning, screaming 'oh my fucking god', and her hips moving against Gaila's hand so hard it was almost painful. When the jerking of her hips slowed and then stopped, Gaila pulled her fingers out and let her mouth come off of Nyota's breast with a little sigh, and a bit of drool dribbling down her chin. She bended her wrist experimentally and winced a little, but didn't think any real harm had been done.
Nyota was panting, and leaning back against the counter, her elbows shaking and looking like they would give out on her. Gaila kissed her, inadvertently getting some of her spit on Nyota's chin too. But judging by the way she kissed back, she didn't seem to mind.
Author: lackadaisy @ somehotlazyday
Pairing: Uhura/Gaila, with some dissatisfactory Spock/Uhura on the side.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, with very little set up.
Summary: Uhura comes home from the worst date ever with Spock, and Gaila redeems the night with some hot girl-on-girl action.
Notes: This was hastily written for my wife, scorpiod1, at 4am, so keep that in mind. xD;; o.o *just looked it up on urbandictionary*** OMG I AM SO SORRY. D: I really was just using it as like, Gaila not remembering his name. I had no clue that was a racial slur. *goes to edit all her posts*
Gaila could hear the shower running when she entered the dorm room. She hadn't expected her roommate to be back so early. After all, Nyota had a date with that professor she was TA'ing for, the one with the stupid hair and the pointy ears. Just the thought of him made Gaila's usually sunny expression turn sour.
“Hey, I'm back, how was the date with Spuck?”
“His name's Spock, Gaila!”
“Oh, whatever, how was it?” Gaila grumbled, collapsing on her bed so she could remove her strappy high heels.
“It was horrible, you'll be pleased to know, since you hate him so much!”
“I don't hate him!” she denied, though she was too lazy to make it sound convincing. Nyota didn't bother dignifying that with a response. Instead, Gaila could hear the shower turn off and her friend getting out.
Gaila sighed, tossing her shoes under her bed and making her way into the bathroom. Nyota was drying off the way she always did, a little OCD for routines. First her face, then her front, just her arms and her breasts, stomach, and hips. Then she'd bend over and dry her hair just enough to not keep dripping onto the tile; next was her back, her pussy, and her legs. She never lifted up her feet to dry off the bottoms, and Gaila wondered why. It didn't make sense to Gaila, though little about humans, and especially her favorite human, ever did.
“So, how bad was it?” Gaila asked wearily, taking off her make up while Nyota combed her hair and braided it.
“What, so you can gloat?”
“No, because you're pissed and you get cranky when you seethe.”
“I don't get cranky.”
“I've been your roommate for a year now, I think I know you,” Gaila chirped, ignoring Nyota's glare.
“Well for being half Vulcan, he still managed to do every one of the most annoying things that all human boys do on dates,” Nyota grumbled.
“He is half-human, maybe he got only their bad traits?”
“I guess so, first he's late, then he doesn't even notice my new outfit or my hair, and then he gets us lost on the way to the restaurant and won't stop to ask for directions so we lose our reservation at the restaurant and-”
Gaila sighed, listening as her friend listed every single thing that had gone wrong that evening, and a lot had gone wrong. After the horrible date had been recounted down to the last excruciating detail, Gaila found herself with her arms full of Nyota as irate as she'd ever seen her. She was practically shaking with rage, and Gaila pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
“It's okay, boys are dumb, and it doesn't make it any easier that you're so pretty, sometimes that just makes them even less intelligent than before,” Gaila murmured, and Nyota chuckled weakly.
Gaila's arms tightened around Nyota's waist, and was finding it hard to ignore the way their breasts were pressed together. Her halter top wasn't exactly the kind you were supposed to wear a bra with, and Nyota's nipples were hardened against hers. Biting her lip she tried to let go and take a step back, but Nyota only pulled her back, and a breath shuddered through her.
“Nyota, you are emotionally vulnerable right now, and even more susceptible to my pheromones, and it has been my experience that due to the chemicals the human brain releases during intercourse, your kind are more susceptible to pair-bonding after-”
“Gaila, shut up,” Nyota groaned, dragging her cheek along Gaila's until their lips met and ensured that she wouldn't be saying anything.
Nyota's kissing showed just how angry she was. She bit and pushed and her teeth smash clumsily against Gaila's and it was awkward at first. But once Gaila managed to get her pressed up against the counter things calmed down a bit. Their tongues met and heat pooled low in her belly. Her hips pressed closer to Nyota's, eager for friction. Surprisingly, Nyota pushed back, until they developed a rhythm, push and pull. Gaila had one hand on the counter and the other was sliding up Nyota's ribs to her breasts. Swiping her thumb over her nipple got a pleased hum and hands tugging insistently at her halter top. Gaila grinned and allowed it to be yanked up and over her head and tossed to the floor. Suddenly there were two hands on her, one holding and squeezing each breast and she approved of this very much.
Her hips stuttered and jerked against Nyota's and all she could think was she would be coming very soon and it would be a lot better if she wasn't wearing pants. She fumbled with the button to her jeans and a very frustrating few minutes later she managed to get them along with her lacy panties pulled down and kicked away. Yes, yes that was a lot better. Nyota leaned forward and kissed her open mouthed and hot and tongue fucking in, out, in, out and god why would Spuck ever be so stupid as to treat this girl badly?
One of Nyota's hands slipped from her breast down to her slick, wet pussy and rubbed clumsily at her folds, the heel of her palm grating against her clit. Gaila bucked against her hand, only thinking that she was almost there. And then one of Nyota's fingers accidentally slipped inside her for just a second, and she pinched at one of Gaila's nipples, and it was all over. She came and Nyota kissed her through her moaning and kept rubbing her while she rode out the last waves of her orgasm.
Gaila couldn't believe Nyota would trick her into letting the attention be shifted to her, but that was about to be remedied. She peeled Nyota's hands off of her and put them on the counter behind her. Taking a step back she pressed Nyota back so that she could get her mouth latched onto one of those tiny brown nipples. Gaila sucked as much of of Nyota's breast into her mouth while her long laved over the hardened nipple. She reached down on hand to slip between her legs, her thumb teasing her clit. Nyota rutted against her hand and whined. Her whimpers turned into moans interspersed with short puffs of breath that were quick and uneven and getting quicker.
Gaila tucked her ring finger and index finger under her middle and slipped them into Nyota's hole as far as they would go, her thumb wedging tight into the crease of her cooch and her thigh. Nyota's breath hitched and then she was moaning, screaming 'oh my fucking god', and her hips moving against Gaila's hand so hard it was almost painful. When the jerking of her hips slowed and then stopped, Gaila pulled her fingers out and let her mouth come off of Nyota's breast with a little sigh, and a bit of drool dribbling down her chin. She bended her wrist experimentally and winced a little, but didn't think any real harm had been done.
Nyota was panting, and leaning back against the counter, her elbows shaking and looking like they would give out on her. Gaila kissed her, inadvertently getting some of her spit on Nyota's chin too. But judging by the way she kissed back, she didn't seem to mind.