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Afternoon Delight
Rated NC-17
A challenge story
This story was a challenge story. The requirements that had to be included were: Sex against the fishtank in the ready room, A nail file, A cigarette, Hair removal cream, Riker walking into something he shouldn't, A mouse, A car, A pair of tights.
Afternoon Delight
Picard was on the Bridge
observing Will's behaviour. He was scratching his chest
frequently for some reason and could not seem to stop. Picard was getting concerned about Will incessant scratching, which was getting worse by the minute.
"Will, may I ask why you are scratching so much?"
"Well, um." Will
begun as he reached up to scratch again. "Deanna got tired of the traction and had me use some hair removal cream. It seems to have given me some sort of rash."
"I don't want to
know." Picard thought to himself. "Maybe you should see Doctor Crusher about it." He finally said to Will.
"I would, but it
rather embarrassing."
Picard again watched Will
scratch away at his chest. He was thinking if Will kept this up he would be drawing blood.
"Will, I order you to see Doctor Crusher now about this rash of yours."
"Sir?"
"Now, Will. I can't have my first officer drawing blood on himself, regardless of the cause."
"Aye, Sir."
Will left the Bridge to see Beverly. As he walked towards the turbolift he continued to scratch.
In Sickbay, Beverly was taking a break. It had been slow all day in Sickbay and she was getting rather bored, so she went to her office. When she sat down she took out a nail file and started filing her nails.
While she was filing her nails a little pink nose peeked out at her from behind her computer. She looked up to see what it was, but before she could see it, it was gone.
"I must be seeing
things." She thought to herself. "There's nothing
happening in Sickbay today, so my mind is trying to busy itself. That all."
Then a furry white body popped out of nowhere.
"AH!" She jumped
quickly away from her desk.
"Doctor Crusher, are you alright?" Will said as he appeared at the door to her office.
"Y...yes." She
stammered. "I just saw a mouse. Imagine me. Scare of a
little white furry mouse."
Will grinned as he scratched. "It's hard to imagine."
"I believe it's Wesley's. He managed to lose his pet mouse. Although, I'm not sure if it's a pet or an experiment."
"Experiment?" Will asked with curiosity.
"One to see how jumpy you can make your mother, kind of experiment." She replied. "Now, about you and your continuous scratching."
"Yes, the captain insisted I come down here and get checked out."
"I can see why. If you keep this up, I won't know which is a rash and which is from scratching. Take off your shirt."
"What?" He asked with shock.
"Will, I can't examine you with your shirt on."
"Yes, of course." He began to remove his shirt.
"My God, Will! How did this happen?"
"I'm not sure, but I think it's from the hair removal cream Deanna made me use to get rid of the quote traction."
"Traction? Is that what Betazoids call it?"
"No, actually, it's a
saying I started years ago and it stuck with Deanna and her
friend Chandra."
"Oh, need I ask
more?"
"Doctor,
please."
"OK." She looked
again at the bright red rash that covered Will's chest.
"Unbelievable. If you two wanted it gone, why didn't you come see me in the first place?"
"We didn't want it to be permanent. She does sort of enjoy it."
"I see. I don't think I want to know." Beverly replied as she went to get a dermal regenerator. "Here. This should do the trick."
She ran the regenerator all over his chest and stomach where hair once was. The redness reduced in appearance and his regular skin tone began to return.
"I'm feeling much better now." Will stated. "I don't itch as much."
"Well, that's good. Now, get out of here and don't use anything else you might be allergic to, to get rid of that quote traction."
"I don't plan on it." He said as he turned to leave.
"Computer, what is the time?" Beverly inquired.
"It is now 1130
hours." Replied the computer.
Beverly smiled. "Maybe I can get the captain to join me on the holodeck. It is almost lunch time." She left Sickbay and headed for the holodeck.
Once she had the holodeck set up for the scenario she wanted to have with Jean-Luc she called for him over the ship's communicator.
"Crusher to
Picard."
*Picard here.*
"Could you meet me in
holodeck one?" She asked. "It seems we may have a
serious malady down here and it could possibly
spread."
Picard was very puzzled. *Can't you have one of your medical crew help you?*
"I really think you should see this."
Picard sighed. *I'm on my way. Picard out.*
Beverly waited in the holodeck for Jean-Luc to arrive and once he walked onto the holodeck he stared in awe of her. She was leaning against a '67 Chevy, dressed in a stunning dress with fishnet stockings. In her hand she was alluringly holding a cigarette.
She inhaled and then blew the smoke out of her mouth. "Hello Jean-Luc." She said in a sultry voice.
"Beverly." It was all he could say as he walked farther into the holodeck. The skirt of her dress was a mini skirt and her legs look very long with the stockings she was wearing. "Or was it the skirt?" He thought.
The blouse was off the
shoulders and showed quite a bit of cleavage. The look she was wearing caused him not to be able to take his eyes off of her.
"Why Jean-Luc, has the cat got your tongue?" She asked playfully.
"Beverly, you look. You look magnificent!" He replied in awe. He could not think of any other words to describe how she looked. She was
breathtaking.
"Thank you." She said as she dropped the cigarette to the ground and put it out with her shoe. Then she walked closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I thought you needed some R and R, so I set up a program for us."
"'67 Chevy?" He
asked.
"Yes. I hear the back seat is very nice."
"Oh?" His interest was beginning to peak. "In what way?"
"Why don't we get in and find out?" She replied suggestively.
"Beverly, I really don't think this is a good time."
"There never is a good time for anything." She replied with irritation.
"That's not what I meant. I just meant that as Captain and Doctor of this ship."
"Jean-Luc, Sickbay is very slow today and I haven't seen much of you lately. Is there anything wrong with wanting a little time with the man I love?"
"Beverly, we've been
through this before."
She suddenly grabbed him and kissed him. She probed his mouth suggestively with her tongue and she could feel him beginning to weaken.
"Maybe we could take a look at the back seat." He finally said.
She pulled him towards the car and they both got into the back seat.
"Well, it certainly is roomy." Picard stated as he looked around the car with his eyes.
"Oh, will you shut up and kiss me." She ordered.
"Aye, Captain." He replied and then kissed her.
It was not long until they were in the heat of passion as they explored each other with their hands. Jean-Luc caressed her breasts and Beverly caressed his chest. Finally, they got tired of having their clothes as a barrier between them and frantically begun to remove them.
Eagerly Jean-Luc helped Beverly out of her blouse as she assisted him out of his shirt. The heat of passion was building within them as they clung to each other with desire.
"Captain?"
They suddenly stopped their intense petting. They neither one knew how to respond at this point. They sat quietly and hoped the person would leave without noticing either of them.
"Captain?" Will
called again. "Is that you in that car?"
The two of them hurried to put their clothes back on themselves. Picard was first to get his clothes back on himself, so he stepped out of the car to see if he could distract Will. If not also get him to leave.
"Will?" Picard
replied, still a little shocked from his surprise visit.
"It's a surprise to see you here." Then turned slightly towards Beverly after she got out of the car and mumbled, "Why didn't you have the computer restrict
admittance?"
"I thought I
did."
"Nice car." Will said with a smile. "Can I borrow it sometime?"
"Will, if you don't mind, we were wanting to be alone." Picard informed him.
"I can see
that."
"Will, if you say one
word." Picard threatened.
"I won't tell a
soul." Will smiled.
"Because if word got
out."
"You don't have to worry about that, Sir. Besides, I think it's great you two are together."
"Well, um, yes."
Picard stammered. "Will, why did you come down
here?"
"The doctor mentioned
something about an illness and I wasn't sure if you two needed some help. Obviously you are doing fine on your own and the malady, as Crusher put it, is being treated. Very well at that, I might add also." Will smiled.
"Will, if you breathe one word of this!" Crusher threatened.
"My lips are sealed. I promise. I'll leave you two alone." He said as he grinned very widely and raised his hands as though he were surrendering. Then he walked out of the holodeck leaving the two of them alone again.
Picard and Crusher looked at each other for a long moment. At first the look was one of questioning. Wondering what they would do now. Then it returned to a look of longing.
"I have an idea." Jean-Luc announced. "Will and Deanna are at lunch. They won't see us go back to the Bridge. We can go to my Ready Room, have lunch together. I will also make very certain the door is locked."
"I don't know,
Jean-Luc." Beverly replied.
"Croissants?"
"That does sound very
good." She replied. "Why not? Let's go!"
Picard grabbed her hand and dragged her out the door, but then released it as soon as they stepped outside of the holodeck. Once outside of the holodeck they rushed to a turbolift and headed for the Bridge.
When they arrived on the
Bridge, they acted as though they were having their usual lunch together in the Captain's Ready Room. As they walked towards the Ready Room, they conversed as they usually did.
"The Sickbay was very slow today." Beverly informed him.
"As was the Bridge." Picard replied with a nod.
Then the Ready Room doors slid open and they walked inside. "Computer, lock the Ready Room doors." Jean-Luc ordered.
"The doors are now
locked." The computer answered.
Jean-Luc and Beverly quickly locked into a heated embrace and began to passionately kiss each other once again. Jean-Luc pushed her towards the fish tank as they groped and explored each other eagerly. Then they anxiously removed each other clothes once again.
"Oh, Jean-Luc!"
Beverly moaned as Jean-Luc moved to suckle one of her breasts. "You don't know how long I've waited for this!"
"Oh, I believe I do." He replied.
"Take me now, Jean-Luc and don't stop!"
Beverly raised one of her legs and wrapped it around him. Their lips locked in a passionate embraced as Jean-Luc supported her against the fish tank. Then he reached down and tried to remove her fishnet stockings.
As Beverly continued to lean against the tank, Jean-Luc slowly moved down her body with kisses as he rolled the stockings off of her with his hands. When he was down on his knees she raised on foot and then the other to assist him in removing her stockings.
Once the stockings were removed Jean-Luc did not rise to his full height. Instead, he began to kiss and suckle her warm moist lips. His tongue probed her inner most reaches of her womanhood, driving her close to the edge of rapture.
She let out a moan of relief. A relief of the built up tension between them. The pleasure of finally releasing the love they had for each other. Still it was not enough. She wanted more of him. She needed more of him. Her desire for him was getting stronger and she felt she just had to have him.
She suddenly grabbed the edges of the fish tank with her fingertips. She could not stand it any longer. She had to have him deep within her. She felt she could not wait any longer to feel him between her loins.
"Oh, Jean-Luc! Take me now! Please!" She begged.
Jean-Luc tickled her excited bud with his tongue. She arched her back and let out another groan of desire. "Oh! Jean-Luc!"
He slowly ventured back up her body. Kissing her and teasing her with his tongue as he moved slowly back up her body. Giving her gentle love bites as he reached her neck.
He finally reached her mouth with his lips once again. He eagerly kissed her lips nearly devouring her as he did so. The excitement finally over took them and they joined as one.
Jean-Luc's excitement became even stronger as he entered her. He fitted her so perfectly that it took his breath away. He too realised just how much he needed her.
"Oh, Beverly." He groaned.
"Oh, Jean-Luc, it feels so good!" She gasped in reply.
She clung to him with one arm, as she wrapped a leg around him once more. With the other hand she tried desperately to grasp the edge of the fish tank so she could keep her balance as she returned his show of affection.
Jean-Luc plunged deep into the depths of her. "Oh, Beverly! I do love you!" He cooed to her. Then he kissed her eagerly as he continued to dive into her with his manhood.
"Oh, Jean-Luc!" She gasped with pleasure. "I love you, too!"
Their breathing begun to be uncontrollable. Their pulse rates raced, until finally, they were blinded by their love for each other and let out on last gasp of pure ecstasy.
Beverly could feel his muscle pulsate inside her. It gave her pleasure to feel him release his stress and tension. Then she squeezed her own muscles and hugged his spasming muscle tightly.
Jean-Luc moaned once more with relief and pleasure as he felt her hug him with her womanly muscles. Then he kissed her once more.
"Oh, Beverly." He replied as she squeezed him once again.
Then they both slid to the
floor with exhaustion. Their bodies sticky with the perspiration of love. They continued to hold each other in their after glow.
Beverly smiled at Jean-Luc. "Just what the doctor ordered?" She asked
playfully.
He chuckled. "Oh, yes. Maybe we should try and hide away more often."
"Sounds good to me, but I'd rather not be seen by anyone half dressed again. Unless, they are a doctor and I'm sick or injured."
"Yes, I agree."
Beverly laid her head on his chest and they laid in each other arms for the rest of their lunchtime. Not moving to dress until it was almost time for them to go back to duty.