JUST A SMUT STORY
WARNING: This story is FRAO. You must be eighteen to read this, no kiddies allowed. Come back when youíre older.
I wrote this story back in 1993, and of course, this is definitely not canon. And by the title, youíve obviously concluded that there is really no storyline.
JUST A SMUT STORY
Will Riker strode onto the bridge of the
"Where's the Captain?" Dr. Crusher asked.
"You mean he's not here?"
"No. We figured he'd be beaming up with you."
Riker moved to where
A look of worry crossed
"I don't know." He turned to Data, "Give me some options, Data."
"Considering the intensity of the storm, both the transporter and shuttlecrafts are of no use." He paused, "However, it is possible to reconfigure the transporters to transport through the storm. But that would take at least two hours."
Riker nodded. "Get Geordi and get started. I want to get the Captain off that planet before that storm reaches full intensity."
Data nodded then he turned and left.
Riker turned to
"Well, Commander. The bridge is yours. I've got to go and lay down. Please notify me the minute you find the Captain."
Will turned to Deanna. "She's taking this hard."
Deanna nodded. "She feels responsible and helpless. She's also extremely worried about the Captain."
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In the turbolift,
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Captain Jean-Luc Picard and Beverly entered the turbolift.
"Deck five." Called out the Captain. Then
he turned to
"Well I'm glad to hear that you had a good time."
"I always have a good time with you, Jean-Luc."
He looked at her and their eyes locked. "The feeling is mutual."
They looked away and rode the turbolift in a companionable silence when Jean-Luc suddenly called out for the lift to stop.
"What are you doing?" She asked him.
"Something I've wanted to do for ages."
With that he moved closer to her and lowered his lips to hers. She sighed
and parted her lips to allow his tongue to enter her mouth. His hands went to
her hair and entangled themselves in the mass of long red waves.
"I hope I didn't overstep my boundaries." He said breathlessly.
Jean-Luc stepped away from her slightly but his hands remained entangled in her hair.
"Resume." He called out. Then he quickly pulled her to him. They kissed briefly and pulled apart when the lift stopped.
"I'll see you tomorrow." He said.
She nodded. "Mmhmm." And stepped off the lift.
"Pleasant dreams." He said as the lift doors hissed shut.
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The lift came to a halt.
She rested up against the wall and hit her communicator.
"Crusher to bridge."
"Riker here. And before you ask, there's no
news yet. We've begun sensor sweeps of the planet and Geordi
and Data are still working on the transporters. We'll keep you posted
"Thanks, Will. Crusher out."
She looked around the Captain's quarters. When she closed her eyes she could hear the music they danced to just twenty hours before. She opened her eyes.
She walked over to the chair and curled up on it. She found it hard to believe that earlier both she and Jean-Luc had been sitting in this chair. She shut her eyes as the tears started.
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"Come in." Came Jean-Luc's deep voice.
The doors parted and
"Good evening." He said as he stepped away from her.
"Good evening." She said as he guided her over to the dinner table.
They sat down and ate, talking amicably while consuming a fair amount of synthehol. They cleaned up and then started dancing.
After awhile, Jean-Luc looked at her, obviously still feeling the effects of the synthehol. "I've often wondered about something about you."
She looked at him, the synthehol affecting her also. "What's that?"
"Whether or not you're ticklish."
With that he began to tickle her.
"Oh God... Jean-Luc... stop... please." She gasped between peals of laughter.
When he wouldn't stop she resumed tickling him. She moved her head and their lips touched. They stopped tickling each other and their eyes locked all traces of synthehol out of their systems.
Their lips came together in a searing kiss.
Jean-Luc removed one of his hands from under her sweater and grabbed the
front of it, pulling it down to reveal one of her breasts. He bent his head and
captured her nipple in his mouth. He teased it with his tongue as
Suddenly, as Jean-Luc was moving to relieve her of her tights, the red alert lights flashed and the klaxons sounded.
"Damn." he swore as he helped her stand. She grabbed her sweater and held it in front of her.
"We'd better get into our uniforms and get to our stations." She said.
Jean-Luc ran to the replicater and called up two uniforms. He handed one to her and they quickly got into them.
Jean-Luc groaned as he watched
"I couldn't agree more." she said as she zipped up her uniform. "Ready?"
They ran out the door and grabbed a turbolift and called out their destinations.
Jean-Luc smiled and reached out for her. "Absolutely." He pulled her to him and gave her a quick kiss. He let her go just as the lift stopped.
* * * * * *
Over the next twenty hours the
Away teams were sent to the planet's surface to locate the survivors of the colony and prepare them for evacuation.
Captain Picard headed an away team, leaving Dr. Crusher in command of the
During the evacuation attempts, two of the planet's largest volcanoes erupted causing an ion storm.
The remainder of the colonists and the away teams were evacuated.
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The doors to the Captain's quarters hissed open and someone strode in. The doors hissed shut.
Jean-Luc's arms closed around
Their lips came together with a heated passion.
Jean-Luc. Oh, Jean-Luc." Mumbled
Jean-Luc moved them over to the chair
She buried her face in his chest and let go. The tears came full force.
Jean-Luc held her and stroked her hair and back.
"Shhh. It's okay. I'm here and I'm all right."
She looked up at him, tears in her eyes.
"I thought..." she choked on the words. "I thought..."
"I know." Jean-Luc nodded understandingly. "I know. But I'm okay. Just a few bumps and bruises. All of which were taken care of in sickbay. So stop crying. There are better ways to expend your energy."
He looked at her and smiled. "What do you think kept me going down there." He paused and brought his hand up to her face and wiped away her tears. "All I kept thinking about was you. Your smile. Your laugh. Your hair. Everything about you." He paused again. "I love you, Beverly. I have for many years."
As he said those words, tears filled up her eyes again. "Jean, I love you too. With all my heart and soul."
She leaned into him and kissed him, long and hard. She then stood up and grabbed his hands. He stood and she led him into his bedroom.
Once in the bedroom,
"Oh God, Beverly!" moaned Jean-Luc as he clutched at the blankets.
She smiled up at him and kissed a trail back up to his lips. Jean-Luc brought his hands up and kept her lips captive to his. Their tongues teased each other as they slowly inched their way onto the bed completely.
She slowly began to move on him in small circles. Jean-Luc brought his hands
to her breasts and teased her nipples with his fingers. He then slid his hands
down her sides to her hips and held her tightly against him as he began to
thrust into her.
Jean-Luc arched under her and
Jean-Luc fumbled for the blanket that had been pushed down on the bed and pulled it over them.
His hands rubbed her back as she stretched herself out on top of him.
She kissed his chest, then his neck and made her way to his lips. They kissed long and slow.
They broke off the kiss and Jean-Luc spoke. "Now, don't you agree that this is a much better way to use up our energy?"
Jean-Luc caressed her face. "I have never seen you look more beautiful
than you do right now. Your hair all tousled. Your lips kiss swollen. Your eyes
slightly dilated." He paused as
She playfully hit him. He continued, "Lovemaking agrees with you."
"I could say the same about you." She said as she ran her fingers lazily through the fringe of gray hair on his head.
"All except the tousled hair. I don't have enough left to get tousled."
They laughed then sighed contentedly as
"Promise me something?"
"Anything. Anything at all."
"Promise you'll never let me go."
He lifted her head to look at him.
"I promise. I promise I will never let you go. Ever."
He brought her lips to his. His kiss was so gentle that tears sprang into her eyes. Jean-Luc gently brushed them away.
"No more tears. I've seen far too many tears stain your beautiful face."
"I'll do my best. But these aren't tears of sadness. These are tears of love. Joy and Love. For you. Because I love you more than I thought I'd ever love a man again."
They kissed again and
Jean-Luc broke off the kiss and spoke. "I want to make love to you again, now, all night and for the rest of our lives."
She looked down at him with a sensuous smile on her lips. "Sounds wonderful."
"Jean-Luc! Oh God,
Jean-Luc moved his arms under her then sat up pulling
Their lips came together. Their tongues moved in each otherís mouths, tasting and teasing each other.
Jean-Luc groaned and began to thrust harder and he felt
Jean-Luc muffled her scream with his lips and gave himself over to the sensations that hit him. He groaned as he hit his climax.
They fell back on the bed. Jean-Luc rested his head on her breast.
They lay in silence as their breath returned to them.
Jean-Luc raised his head and looked at her. "Wait so long for what?"
"To make love." She paused as she caressed his cheek. "I've wanted you for over six years now."
"I guess we just wanted to be sure that it was right." He paused and smiled at her, "What's that old saying, 'good things come to those who wait.'"
"Well you are certainly a good thing. You're one of the best things that's ever happened to me."
Jean-Luc kissed her. "Thank you. But you're not half as lucky as I am. I've got the most beautiful woman in the universe in my bed. And...." he paused, "I plan to keep her here."
They kissed long and slow.
"Again?!" She asked slightly shocked.
Jean-Luc looked down at her with a mischievous grin on his face and nodded. "I told you that I plan on making love to you all night and for the rest of our lives."
With that they began to make love again...
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"Good morning ma belle petite rouge." He said.
"Good morning to you too."
"How'd you sleep?"
She laughed. "Sleep! Did we actually do any sleeping?" Jean-Luc grinned at her. She continued, "What time is it anyway?"
"About seven o'clock. I had the computer wake us up early so I could make love to you again before our shifts begin. Because if I don't I won't be able to keep my mind on my duties."
"I don't think once more is going to make a difference. You're insatiable." She said with a grin.
"You're right." He paused. "Are you game to try something different?"
"With you? Always."
"Good." With that he scooped her off the bed.
"I've often dreamed about making love to you in here." He said as
he turned the water on. He turned her around in his arms and entered her.
Steam rose up around them.
They laughed and finished up their shower then they got dressed, pausing only once to make love. They then ate breakfast while talking about different things.
They left his quarters and headed for the turbolift
amidst stares from various crewmembers. They got into the turbolift
and called out their destinations. Then suddenly
"What's so funny?" Jean-Luc asked her
"Seeing everyone's reaction to the two of us walking out of your quarters, especially since I bet a few of them realized that I went in there yesterday and am just emerging."
Jean-Luc smiled then sighed. "It's going to be a long day."
"Sounds wonderful." He paused. "What's for dessert?"
She smiled and walked over to him. He enveloped her in his arms and they kissed. They pulled apart just as the lift stopped.
"I love you." He said as the doors opened.
"I love you too." She said as she got off the lift.
The doors shut.
**see, told you... smut only!! tayryn**