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Data's Journey
By : K_nz
Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation
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Data and Neara went to collect Spot and some clothing for Data. His uniform made Neara feel he was going to leave for duty at any moment.
Data fed Spot, who took an instant liking to Neara, and went to gather his things. She was looking through a stack of his paintings and came across the one of Lal.
“Who is this?” she asked.
“That is Lal,” Data replied. Neara knew of Lal – they had discussed his daughter over their picnic date.
Neara pulled out the painting, “Why not hang this? Do you not wish to see her?”
“It is not that, I can see her perfectly in my mind, so the image is not necessary,” Data explained.
Neara took the painting over to the wall, “Well, I do not have a perfect image of her in my mind, so I would like to see it up when I come over. I think it would look nice here.”
“Of course,” Data consented, “Wherever you like.”
Neara went about hanging the painting while Data finished packing. He collected Spot into her carrier, put his bag over his shoulder, and walked over to Neara.
She stood back from her work approvingly, “There, finished. What do you think?”
“It looks very nice,” he replied.
Neara looked him over and asked, “Ready?”
“Yes,” Data answered.
“Then let us go on vacation Spot,” she spoke to the orange tabby in the carrier.
As they left Data’s quarters Data asked, “Does this mean we are dating?”
“What is dating?” Neara questioned.
“To regularly spend time with someone with whom you have a romantic relationship,” defined Data.
“Yes, we are dating,” smiled Neara, and took Data’s hand.

When they arrived back with Spot, Neara drew a bath, and Data and Neara both got in. Data gently washed Neara’s hair, admiring the way it shimmered in the light.
Data knew the crew found Neara attractive by the looks they gave her. They especially seemed captivated by her eyes – their indigo blue with a sheen of aquamarine to them, like a neon layer that made her eyes slightly glow.
But Data would not have cared if Neara was considered attractive or even what species or gender, if any, she was, but it did make things easier that she was humanoid. He had sexual programming for humans which translated well to Ahmrians. It would have been difficult to find information on sex with non-humanoids or inter-species sexuality, if his partner had any desire for such things.
As he washed Neara, he noticed how very soft she was. Especially compared to Tasha Yar, who had hardened muscles from years of training. He was curious if he felt hard to Neara.
“Does my body feel hard to you?” he asked.
“You are hard in the right places and soft in the right places,” Neara replied. “Your lips are very soft,” she said and reached back to touch his lips, “I like them very much.”
They got out of the bath and gently dried each other off.
Neara took Data by the hand to the bedroom and they got into bed.
She said, “I would like you to give me mouth pleasure please.”
“You mean oral sex?” Data clarified.
“Yes please. I show you what I like,” with that, Neara placed her mouth on the heal of Data’s hand. Her lips created a slight suction, her tongue flattened against him and she fluttered it rapidly, albeit softly.
“I will move a great deal, but do not let go,” she instructed. “And do not push hard against me – always keep the same gentle pressure and suction. If I desire harder, I will push your head into me.
“When I get to climax, you must stop fluttering, but keep your tongue in place with the gentle suction. If you do not realize, I will let you know when to stop fluttering – I will touch your face. Once my orgasm has finished, I will want you inside me.
“But to begin, please start with kissing my body until you are between my legs,” Neara requested.
Data complied, grateful for her clear instructions. He began by kissing her lips, then below her ear as she had done to him. She enjoyed it a great deal. Then down her neck, down her breast and gently sucked her nipple. He went to her other breast and did the same, then down her stomach. When he was between her legs, he put his hands on either side of her outer labia and pulled them gently apart.
He placed his mouth over her as she had instructed and started fluttering his tongue. There was a buzzing in his brain. Neara began grinding her hips, slowly at first. Then she became more energetic and started bucking. It was difficult to keep suctioned on, but Data managed.
She started holding her breath, followed by sharp inhalations, then holding her breath again. Her grinding slowed, and Data stopped fluttering. “No, do not stop,” Neara said breathlessly. She sped up her hips and after a few moments, slowed again. He kept fluttering.
She was completely silent, her breath held, her muscles tight, he saw her nipples pucker, she moved her pelvis down and at the same time touched his face. He stopped fluttering – he would know when to stop next time.
Data kept the suction constant, tongue in place, and Neara exclaimed, oh great universe!, in Ahmrian. Lights exploded behind his eyes. Neara caught her breath and as her breathing slowed she said, “OK now,” to Data and he released his lips.
“Come to me,” she compelled him, and Data crawled up and guided his erection into her. He found himself eager to do so. Neara’s breath was ragged. She pulled her legs up and used the heels of her feet as a spurs to push against Data’s buttocks, moving him deeper into her.
She directed him this way, pushing with her feet, making Data move faster and faster. Neara was holding her breath again, gasping for air in between. She slowed her pace, but pushed Data in with hard thrusts. With one final hard thrust, she flushed, her vagina spasmed, she let out an oooohhhhh, then waited until the spasms stopped.
Data thought she might want him to pull out, but Neara started pushing him into her again. First slowly, then very fast, then slow deep thrusts just as she had done before. And she had another orgasm.
She did this three more times, his buzzing increasing with each climax. She had him pull out quickly after the last one stating that she needed to calm down. She said he was making her crazy and she was becoming addicted to him. After assuring him those were very high compliments, Data lay back and held Neara, pleased with his ability to be in a successful romantic relationship.

The rest of the week was spent mostly in Neara’s quarters, but they did go to the holodeck where Data showed her Earth and Neara showed him Ahmria. Although she said the holodeck did not do it justice, and he would understand once he went there.
Neara said she liked to immerse herself in a culture, so their days were spent with her trying different human foods, listening to a variety of human music (she found she was particularly drawn to Earth’s late 20th, early 21st century music), and Data reading to her. He would quickly scan or download a book, poetry or otherwise, and then they would stretch out on the couch, Neara leaning back on him, and he would recite it to her.
And there was lots of sex, in many different positions, and a few different locations. Given the frequency, Neara’s favorite position seemed to be on top, or cowgirl as it was commonly known. And she wasn’t interested in positions she considered too gymnastic. She enjoyed sensual pleasure and liked to take her time. She used different items, brushing a feather gently over his skin and face, wearing velvet gloves and rubbing his body, running a vibrator over his erogenous zones, massaging him with oil or powder, running her nails lightly over his skin, or gently brushing his hair. She was giving him so many new experiences, all so very pleasurable, all with the buzzing in his brain.
On their third day together, they were cuddling on the couch when Neara got up and said, “It is common for Ahmriana,” Data learned that things were Ahmrian, but the people were Ahmriana, and perhaps he should correct the crew on this point, “to dance every evening. It energizes us. May I dance now?”
“Of course,” Data was curious to see Ahmrian dancing.
Neara had been listening to human music and chose a song she liked, Brian McNight’s “This Must Be Love” and started to move. She mouthed the words along to the music (he later noticed she did this most of the time while dancing). Neara danced until the chorus and then leaned over him on the couch and whispered, “May I move you?” Data assumed Neara was asking him to dance. “Yes,” he replied and got up.
Then the strangest thing happened. He started moving without sending any directions to his body. He was truly being moved by Neara. It was incredible.
They danced like this until Neara said, “Now you move me.”
“I cannot do it like you do,” Data informed her.
“That is fine, just do as you do,” Neara assured, and Data danced with her as he had learned for Keiko’s wedding.
She chose three more songs to dance to, Chaka Khan’s “Through the Fire,” James Ingram’s “Baby Come to Me,” and Al Jarreau’s “After All,” all very romantic music, and she would move him and he would move her. With the last song, she was kissing him and moved him into the bedroom.

At the end of the week, Data got to talk with Neara’s family. They apparently had a regularly scheduled weekly chat. Since they spoke very little English, Data got to use the Ahmrian he had learned.
It was quite late in Ahmria, but the family Neara had spoken of were all gathered together on the screen smiling at them. Her tahtee (original giving being in Ahmrian, or original parent – her mother in English) Leyna, was in the center. A very handsome woman with a calm strength and confidence to her. Her uncle Jossa was to one side, a jovial man with a large frame, which was unusual for lighter-boned Ahmriana. Her teenage cousin Seyta was looking between their shoulders with a happy grin. Her younger brother Yara was to Leyna’s other side, his two ka’sha, Erda and Pata looking over his shoulders. Erda was exotic, with her midnight blue skin and light indigo hair in tight curls cut short to her head with the same color eyebrows and eyelashes. Pata had golden hair and a dust of light indigo color to his skin.
Yara was captivating. When he looked at Data, even through the screen, it seemed as though nobody else was there. As if Data were his only focus. Data started wondering what it would be like to touch his face, to touch his lips, to kiss his lips. Then he realized he was thinking this and found the whole of it fascinating.
Neara’s family spoke and laughed and smiled and were very warm and friendly to Data. They asked him questions, as he did them, to get to know each other. They were genuinely happy to meet him and were happy Neara and Data had found each other. She was a long way from home, and they felt it made her absence more bearable to know she was with somebody so lovely. They thought Data was charming and called him a beautiful being.
They ended the call with an Ahmrian wave. The fingers on each hand were together, thumbs out to the side. They pressed the index, middle finger, and thumbs of each hand against each other and shook them over their heart, pushing the shake out away from their body towards the other person.
For humans, meeting the family was an occasion of significance. This seemed significant to Data, being so warmly and readily accepted by Neara’s family.

It was the last night of their week together. Since they were dating now, Data knew he would need to change his quarters to accommodate Neara’s needs so she could stay over with him and Spot could come home. They would be stopping at a starbase in two weeks, and he would have his quarters modified at that time. Perhaps Neara would move in with him. He did not know if it was too soon to ask, but he found Neara’s behavioral responses differed from a human’s. Whereas a human might take measured steps with a partner, Neara immediately commenced an immersive relationship with him. Perhaps he should get advice from Counselor Troi before asking.
They were lying in bed together, and Neara was showing Data how to ka’sha touch. She placed her right hand on Data’s left cheek and placed his left hand over hers. Then she placed his right hand on her left cheek and placed her free hand over his. Neara looked deeply into his eyes and he felt an energy flow between them. She stroked his cheek a couple times with her thumb and then released, still gazing at him.
“I love you, Data,” she said earnestly.
“You realize, I cannot love you back,” Data informed her.
“Do you want to love me back?” Neara questioned.
“Yes, I do, but...” Data was about to tell Neara it would not alter his ability to do so when she interrupted him.
“Then anytime I say I love you, or anytime you wish you could love me, you should say, ‘I want to love you.’ This is telling the universe your desires, to say this. It has power and magic,” Neara explained. “When you say you cannot love me back, you are telling yourself and the universe this, and it places a block. You must always say what you want. You must say, ‘I want to love’ and it will follow.”
“I want to love you, Neara,” Data declared. Then Neara pulled him close and kissed him.
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Data's Journey	By : K_nz Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation Views: 1351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Data's Journey