Delusions | By : dominatreks Category: Star Trek > Enterprise Views: 3920 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"So Captain, how are we feeing?" Phlox closed the curtain after Hoshi and came to stand in front of Archer. Smiling at the medical 'we', Archer shrugged.
"I feel fine. Other than hungry."
"No headaches, blurry vision …?"
"No. Why?"
"Part of your brain took damage form the concussion and the electrical shock you got at the same time, nothing that we can't repair, but I want to know right away if you feel any different than fine. Nothing is too trivial." Phlox stared at Archer until the captain nodded. "I'll want to see you three times a week for your treatments, after your duty shift will be fine."
Archer absent-mindedly rubbed the bump on his head. "You mentioned brain damage. Am I still fit for duty?"
"Certainly. It was nothing major; you've lost no higher, or lower, functions. Right now I suggest you get some rest. I'll have the galley send some thing to your cabin if you'd like."
"Thanks, Phlox, that'd be great." Hopping down from the bed, Archer went to go find his wife.
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"What are all my things doing here?" Hoshi's voice had reached a near fevered pitch.
"You an' the Cap'n are married, Hosh, of course your stuff would be here." Trip was getting concerned that Hoshi was going to get hysterical.
"We're not married!"
"The Captain thinks you're married, and unfortunately, that's the same thing right now." Malcolm awkwardly patted Hoshi on the arm, retreating at her glare.
"Phlox to Commander Tucker." The comm unit cut off Hoshi before she could speak.
"Trip here. Wha'da ya need?"
"The Captain is on his way to his cabin, if you and Lieutenant Reed are still there I suggest you leave. It might look suspicious."
"Right. Thanks Doc." Trip looked over at Hoshi and shrugged. "Sorry, Hosh, gotta go." He keyed open the door, Malcolm exiting first as Liz gave Hoshi a quick hug and a whispered 'Good Luck'. As he left, Trip wished Hoshi didn't look so much like a deer caught in a set of headlights.
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Oh God, oh God, oh God … Hoshi paced the cabin, running her hands through her hair. What am I going to do? She refused to look at the bed, finally sitting on the floor to scratch Porthos behind the ears. "What have I gotten myself into?" Porthos, not having any answers, just licked her face.
"Thoug'd 'd find you here." The sound of Jon's voice made Hoshi jump. He reached down and pulled her up into his arms. "Miss me?"
"Of … of course." Managing a smile, Hoshi put her hands lightly on Jon's chest. She stood still as he pulled the pins from her hair, threading his fingers through the silky mass.
"I'm glad you decided to grow it long. I love it like this."
Hoshi could only watch, mesmerized, like by a snake, as Jon brought his mouth to hers, teasing it open with his tongue. Her eyes closed as he deepened the kiss, his tongue dipping into her mouth to taunt her own, running along the edge of her teeth. Hoshi's knees weakened as the feel of Jon against her caused her head to swim. Hands that had planned on pushing Jon away now clutched at him, trying to keep her body standing. His hands slid down her waist to cup her bottom, yanking her against him. For some reason, the feel of his erection pressing against her didn't freak Hoshi out as much as she thought it would have.
Without warning Jon broke off the kiss. "Damn. Food's here." He left her in the middle of the cabin, dazed, wondering what had just happened. In a fog, she watched as he set up their dinner on a small side table.
"Hungry?" Flashing that boyish grin, Jon patted the seat next to him.
"Wha? Oh, yes." Hoshi some how got her legs to work and sat down. She idly picked at her food as Jon ate like a man starved. She hid a yawn behind a hand as he finished.
"I'm beat too. I'm going to grab a shower before turning in. You?"
"I … in the morning." She rushed into the bathroom as Jon cleared the table, leaning against the sink as the door slid closed behind her. I can't do this, I can't do this … Looking up at the mirror, Hoshi stared herself in the eyes. You have to do this … Swiftly stripping, she pulled on her robe, belting it tightly around her waist. Grabbing her toothbrush, she closed her eyes, thinking about a small boat on a calm ocean.
"I hope there's hot water left."
Hoshi's eyes flew open in time to see a naked Jon step into the shower. A very naked, very tight, very buff looking Jon. Tearing her eyes away was one of the hardest things Hoshi had ever had to do. Ignoring the dull throb low in her belly, she rapidly finished her ablutions and went back into the cabin. Digging through the drawers, she found the flannel nightgown she had brought when she had heard starships could get cold. Hoshi turned out all the lights and climbed into Jon's bed, wrapping herself up in the blankets.
The bathroom door slid open and Hoshi buried herself deeper, wondering if she could get away with pretending to be asleep already.
"Ouch!" Jon fell against the bed and she tensed. "Stubbed my toe."
"Are you ok?" came a muffled reply.
"I'll live." Hoshi felt Jon climb under the blankets and pull her close, spooning against him.
He isn't still naked, is he? The heat from his body burned through the now thin flannel. Oh God, he is …
"Night, love." A kiss landed somewhere in the vicinity of her cheek. The weight of an arm and leg pinned her down.
"Good night … love."
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Hoshi sighed, languidly stretching. She didn't want to wake up from this dream. It was a good one. She was on Risa, on a beach with Ravis. Only it wasn't Ravis. But, as in most dreams, it really didn't matter that it wasn't Ravis.
Lying back on the sand, her lover was stroking her, fingertips lightly trailing over her body, kisses following. Hoshi noticed that somehow her bikini had come off. But again, like in most dreams, it really didn't matter. She didn't want to think about such mundane things as where her bikini had gotten too. It would disturb her dream. And this was a good one. Very realistic …
Hoshi's eyes blinked open to find it wasn't a dream. The dull throb deep in her belly was back. In a daze she watched as Jon unbuttoned her nightgown further, and bent his head to her breast, taking the nipple into his mouth. He teased the tip, suckling on it, pulling it through his teeth until it was a hard nub. Vaguely she registered his hand between her legs, skimming up her thigh to her center, his thumb rubbing against her clitoris through her underwear.
A low moan escaped her as Jon took her nipple into his mouth again, drawing almost painfully on it. At the sound he looked up and smiled at her. "Morning, sweetheart." He kissed her deep, his hand slipping under the waist of her underwear, fingers finding her clit, stroking at her entrance.
The threat of Jon actually penetrating her finally cut through Hoshi's desire-muddled brain, and she jumped off the bed.
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