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Night
Fun
By
Anna Yolei

WARNING:
This fic is rated NC-17 for sexual content. This is also an A/T�P fic which had no plot or purpose but
for me to write some A/T smut before the worst Star Trek episode since TNG�s �The Naked Now� aired (Of course, I�m talking about
none other than �Harbinger.�)
T�Pol:
So�no big resolutions or anything?
Anna:
No.
T�Pol:
Cool! Now, it�s time for my hot date!
Shran:
Hey, Baby! Look at my hot wheels!
T�Pol:
A �Vette! Cool! (Hops in and they speed off)
Anna:
Okay, now�*ahem* I don�t own star Trek, Enterprise, or anything thereof.
********
The
doorbell chimed to Archer�s ready room.

�Come
in,� He said. It was late at night, and Jon really did not want to be there looking
over reports. A distraction was very much wanted.

The
visitor stepped in; it was T�Pol.

�Sub-Commander,
you�re up late,� Jon commented as he set down the PADD he was looking at.

He glanced over at her, but didn�t notice the
way T�Pol was looking at him. She admired him a lot, and lately he had looked
very tense. She noticed it intensified in her presence, and she had come here
to put an end to it. Without saying a word, she walked behind his desk, seated
herself in Archer�s lap and placed a hand on either shoulder. Needless to say,
Jonathon was shocked by this gesture.

�T�Pol?
Care to explain what you�re doing?�

�You
seem very stressed lately, Captain,� she said seductively. �It�s not good for
the morale of the crew for you to feel this way.�

Her
hands found their way to the zipper of his blue jumper uniform and T�Pol pulled
it down, reveling the tank top underneath. Without
asking, she rubbed her hands though the hairs on his chest. Jonathon didn�t
know what the hell to do except but to let her do so.

�T�Pol,
stop it. That�s an-

�Be
quiet.� She placed her lips on his neck, and began to suck on it very firmly,
moving her hands from his chest to rub them all through his hair. Jonathon was
enjoying this a bit, but he was taken aback as to why T�Pol was acting this
way. Then she bit down a little harder.

Oh,
Gods, I hope that doesn�t leave a hickey, he thought. Jon�s mind went blank for a brief second as he
began to enjoy himself, but his morals got in the way. He pushed T�Pol off of
him.

�Hey!
No more, unless you tell me what�s going on! You�re not in your Ponn Farr cycle, are you?�

�No.�
She stood up, and Archer did the same. �As I said, I have noticed you have been
more tense than usual, and I have offered to remedy that.� Archer stared at her
like she was from another universe. �I noticed more sexual tension between the
two of us, which is why I have offered to��

Archer
held up a hand to stop her from talking. �I get it. You want to help.�

�That�s
not all.� She took two more steps and wrapped her arms around Jon�s neck,
drawing him near her. �You are quite an excellent specimen of human.�

Which
was her way of saying Jon Archer was hot :)

�Well,
you�re not bad looking yourself, but we might want to think logically.�

�I
have�there is no use in denying our feelings for each other.� She pulled him
next to her and kissed him, her tongue finding her way around his. T�Pol broke
it off long enough to say, �I see how you look at me. I think of you in the
same way.�

Jonathon
lowered his voice a little bit, aware of where they were. �T�Pol�there are people out there on the
bridge�someone might hear-�

�This
room is sound proof. I assumed you knew that. Now be quiet.� T�Pol placed her
lips on his once more. This time Archer
did not fight the move, but instead wrapped his hands on her waist, feeling on
her back. She always looked petit, but now, he felt just how small she was.

Oh,
she was right about him wanting her. Was he in love with her? He didn�t know.
Jon did know when to make the best of a good situation, and that was what he
planned to do.

T�Pol
suddenly felt Jonathon push her gently to the floor, his eyes on hers every
moment. She couldn�t help but to look into them. They were quite beautiful.
There was another quality she was sensing from them, and took her awhile to
figure out what it was-passion. Jon grabbed her by her wrists and pinned them
down next to her ears. This took her completely by surprise and T�Pol wasn�t
sure if she was very comfortable with this.

�Unhand
me.�

Jonathon
kneeled over her. �Why? You trust me, don�t you?�

�I
do, but I�m not too comfortable being in this position. I don�t feel in
control.� It wasn�t a lie. Hell, if she wanted to, she could break the grip
with little effort. However, if she lost her control, she might enjoy this too
much and forget Jonathon Archer was her superior officer. Archer smiled back at
her.

�Afraid
to lose control? I should have known.� He moved his hands up a little and
intertwined them with hers. �More comfy?�

�Yes.�
T�Pol�s expression had not changed.

�Good.
Now, I�m gonna have some fun,� he said gruffly. �Hold still.�

Jon bent over and began sucking her neck. T�Pol
closed her eyes in pleasure for a moment, then she remember she had come here
to help Archer release some tension, not for her own pleasure. She wished he�d
let go of her hands so she could feel along his muscled back and remove the
rest of that uniform. He was wearing way too much clothing.

�Oh,
Jonathon!� He had just started nibbling her right ear; they were very
sensitive.

He
grinned wickedly. This was one idea of T�Pol�s that he actually liked. She was
here for his pleasure. He hadn�t had sex in the two years since he took command
of this ship, and he had LOTS of sexual frustration to get rid of.

He
began to explore on her back, wondering how to get this catsuit off. There
wasn�t a zipper to this thing. Jonathon didn�t want to tear it or anything,
considering it was the pale blue one and she looked the best in this one.
Jonathon soon learned the suit detached around her mid section, so he pulled
off her pants. T�Pol did nothing but watched him.

Moments
later, T�Pol felt something wet inter her love hole, and realized it was Jon�s
tongue. The flickering sensations from him tongue felt like a flame of passion
that threatened to destroy that delicate balance of emotion and logic. Soon,
T�Pol felt him suck upon her clit, increasing the sensation even more.

Jonathon
let out a grunt as she let out a short, high-pitched squeal of pleasure while
rubbing her thighs. You know you enjoy me, T�Pol. Don�t fight it.

As
if she heard Jon�s thoughts, T�Pol suddenly removed his head from her love hole
and pushed him on his back. In a frenzy, she pulled off his uniform and boxers,
reveling his hard seven inch manhood.

�Jonathon,
I don�t wish to wait any longer to procreate,� she cooed while petting his love
muscle.

That
was definitely one sentence he never expected to hear come from her mouth, the
same one which was now kissing his chest. That was fine and all, but he really
enjoyed the position he had her in before. He flipped her on her back once more
and placed a firm grip on her shoulders this time.

T�Pol was left a little breathless, as
Jonathon had been less than gentle turning her over and his body was pressed up
very close to hers. She tried to suppress this feeling of lust she was
experiencing, but was finding it very difficult to keep it buried.

�Jonathon��

He
lowered his face close to hers, less than an inch from her lips.

�I
never told you to call me by my first name.� She stared back at him, not sure
of why he mentioned this now. Jonathon smiled wickedly at this, loving the fact
he was on top of her and she was willing to let him have his way with her.

�Would
you like me to call you captain?�

�I�m
ordering you to.�

T�Pol
helped Jonathon remove her top, revealing he bare bosom to him. She sighed when
Jon placed her boobs into his large hands, heightening her need for him inside
of her. She wasn�t sure if she could hold on.

�Jonathon�Captain,
may I ask why you are-�

�Taking
my time? I�ve wanted this for a long time,� Archer answered as he began to suck
on her neck firmly, nipping at it quite a bit with his teeth. �I know you�ve
wanted this. Why rush it?�

T�Pol
squirmed under his necking her. �Please�a little less firmly��

�I�m
not going to bite you, Subcommander�.at least not
hard.� He wasn�t sure why he was doing this. Jonathon was never like that
normally. He was aware that it would probably leave a hickey and that her
catsuit would do nothing to hide it, but he didn�t care at the moment.

�I
want you in me now!�

�Do
you now?� He looked into those hazel eyes of hers, and saw the wanting in them.
He figured he had gone long enough. Slowly-a bit too slow for T�Pol�s liking-
he inserted his length into her cunt and began to move in and out and brought
T�Pol in for a deep kiss. Which left her head spinning.

�Much
better,� she growled. �Now, go faster.�

He
obeyed this command and moved his hips faster with hers. T�Pol whimpered in
anticipation of Jonathon bringing her to release, something which she had
wanted for a lot time. Suddenly, the dam broke she felt sensations of pleasure
she could not put into words.

�Oh,
Captain�you�re so excellent�hmm�.�

The
spasm around his member was too much for Archer. He called out T�Pol�s name as
he shot his seed into her, then collapsed onto her. T�Pol pushed him off of her
so she could catch her breath. She looked into those green eyes she liked so
much.

�You
know,� Jonathon said, �We might want to go on a date now.�

�I
concur. Are you relaxed now?�

�Well,
yeah.�

�Would
you like to continue that now?�
The End
*********
From
Anna Yolei:
One
of my betas upon reading this said there isn�t enough sexiness in the A/T�P
fandom. I agree. Hoped you enjoyed this fic
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