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Data's Journey
By : K_nz
Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation
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Jenna D’Sora saw Counselor Troi at a table by herself in Ten Forward. She went over and asked, “May I join you?”
“Please do,” Troi invited.
“I know you’re not on duty now, but can I ask you something?” she said hesitantly.
“Of course,” Troi consented.
“When I see Data with Neara, I wonder if our relationship didn’t work because of me. Do you think it was my fault? Perhaps I should have been more understanding,” she reflected.
“Relationships are built on compatibility. It’s neither of your fault if you weren’t compatible,” Troi counseled. “Didn’t you break up with Data because of his lack of emotion?”
“Yes,” Jenna agreed, “and I do need that in a relationship. But how does Neara deal with it? She seems so happy – it makes me think I was doing something wrong.”
“This is something more, isn’t it? I sense you’re feeling a bit hurt,” Troi perceived. “It can be difficult when someone we had close feelings for moves on. But don’t let this make you second guess your decision. You will find an individual who is right for you. Somebody compatible, someone with emotions. Data managed to find someone, and I didn’t know that he ever would. I assumed if he did, it would most likely be a Vulcan who wouldn’t want emotion. But with you, I have no doubt you’ll have your choice of partners.”
“Thanks Deanna, I needed to hear that,” Jenna admitted. “But in all honesty, how does Neara deal with it? She’s definitely nothing like a Vulcan.”
“You would have to ask her, because I have no idea,” Deanna admitted and looked up. “It looks like you have your chance right now. Here she comes.” With that, Neara walked up to the table.
“Hello Deanna, hello Jenna! May I join you for a moment?,” she asked and they nodded their approval. “It is good to see you both,” she greeted.
“Hello Neara,” Troi greeted back. “Jenna and I were having a discussion. We were wondering, how do you manage with Data’s lack of emotion?” It was a very direct question, but Troi knew Neara well enough to know it wouldn’t faze her.
“I do not mind,” she replied. “He does many things to show me he cares.”
Jenna followed Troi’s lead and spoke candidly to Neara, “But the things he does are logical. It’s not done from feeling but cause and effect.”
“But if the effect is to make me happy, he is choosing the behaviors that will make me happy. And is that not what we do in relationships when we care? He may not be able to feel it, but his actions show me this,” Neara answered.
“When I was with him, I asked him what he was thinking of, and he told me about so many different things and I was only one in many. I just couldn’t deal with that. How do you do it?” Jenna asked.
Neara thought for a moment and said, “I see it differently. For myself, when I go through my day, there are times I do not think of Data at all. I will be focused on a task and poof, he is out of my mind. But he always thinks of me. There is never a time he does not think of me.” She continued conspiratorially, “I should tell him he is obsessed! Ha, ha,” she mock laughed, “but he would not understand the joke.”
They all laughed, and Jenna realized Neara was definitely a good fit for Data. She saw things in a way Jenna never could.
“So the fact that you can never say anything to make him happy or sad or touch him in any way doesn’t bother you? Because it made me feel like I didn’t really matter to him,” she related.
“Well, he wants to feel,” Neara shared, “so I must be patient. It is a work in progress. I work to make those connections. And I believe, one day, they will turn on, because he wants it so.
“But for now, I must be content to wear a groove in him. He says he becomes accustomed to sensory input patterns and misses them when they are gone. So I do everything in my power to make him miss me terribly if I were gone. I do things over and over and over. And I make certain they are very pleasing, joyful experiences. This is the way I create a deep connection with him.
“And with that, I must go. I have to meet Data at the turbolift. I must keep to my schedule if I am to deeply chisel this groove,” she demonstrated by running the side of one hand over the palm of her other. “Sorry I could not stay longer. I will see you both later!” she waved as she quickly flew out of Ten Forward.

Data and Neara had been dating for a month. While at the starbase, Data had his quarters refurbished for her. He had decided he was going to ask her to move in with him.
They were in Neara’s quarters when Data said, “I have something I would like to show you. We need to go to my quarters.”
“Oh, a surprise!” Neara exclaimed happily and followed him over to his place.
When they got there Neara said, “Ka’lee, how wonderful!” Data had installed a bathroom with a large bathtub and a little kitchen area. Neara had mentioned she missed the smell of cooking food, so he thought this would make her happy. He had moved his work space into a separate room so it was no longer open to the living area. He had remodeled that area into a bedroom.
Neara came over and hugged him, “I hope Spot is not too confused when she returns home.”
“Neara, would you and Spot come home together? Would you move in with me?” Data asked.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes!” she said between kisses. Data was pleased, yet again he had correctly gauged Neara’s response.

Neara had invited Riker and Troi over for a dinner party to try out her kitchen. Her mother had sent Ahmrian delicacies over and she knew Riker liked to cook. She thought he might enjoy helping her make a meal with Ahmrian ingredients.
When Neara moved in, Data kindly told her she could put her things anywhere and change whatever she wanted. She did not have many things – Ahmriana were not a materialistic people, and she preferred things clutter-free, like Data. But she did put pictures of her family on the table below the painting of Lal, and she did place candles by the bathtub. She liked candlelight when she took a bath.
The only room she cared about was the bedroom. She found Starfleet furnishings too spartan for a room she considered should be luxuriant. She replaced the bed with a dark wood four post bed and added beautiful jewel-color brocade bedding. She placed a wing-back chair in the corner. It would be a good alternative spot for lovemaking.
Deanna had come by shortly after Neara moved in to give her a housewarming plant. She was impressed by the bedroom. Neara explained for the times they wanted it, she needed a place to tie up Data or to be tied up. She did not understand what other people did. Perhaps they did not play sex games.
Riker helped prepare the meal. They chatted and laughed. The food was excellent and the smells were heavenly.
After the meal they sat in the living area and Neara pulled out a box and passed it to Deanna. “We have a gift for you both,” she said in a sing-song voice.
“You didn’t have to do that,” Deanna relented and opened the package. She pulled out two sets of sheer shorts and tops, one in Riker’s and the other in her size.
“They have velcro on the sides, so when you feel greedy you can have the other put them on and tease you, and then you can tear their clothes off with a satisfying rip!” Neara smiled mischievously.
Riker grinned and laughed, “Well that is a very thoughtful gift!”
“I like to give useful presents,” Neara said seriously, and then Deanna and she broke into laughter as well. Data did not understand the humor.
Neara cued up a song, “I am still listening to human music. I have found some very good ones.” She let her selections play randomly while they talked, and then Toni Braxton’s “You’re Makin’ Me High” started playing.
“Oh,” she touched Deanna’s arm, “this one says exactly what I feel about Data, except for two words. I would change ‘in spite’ to ‘because.’ Otherwise, they read my mind!” She got up to dance with him. “You two must dance as well. It is the custom to do so after a meal,” Neara instructed.
The lyrics were very sexy. Will leaned in and whispered in Deanna’s ear, “I can see why you come back all hot and bothered after hanging out with Neara. She’s a very good influence.” Their sex life was on fire since Neara came on the scene.
The song ended and Neara brought them their box and bundled them towards the door, “And now it is time to go home and use your new clothing!” she ordered. They said their goodbyes and then Neara took Data by the hand into the bedroom.
They took off their clothes and Neara walked around the bed and pulled material out from under each corner of the mattress. Data saw that Neara had tied a length of nylon material low around each bed post. The end of the nylon was tied in a loop.
She spoke as she circled the bed, “I would like to play a game. A sex game. Sometimes I like to take another against their will, or have them take me against my will. Although it is not really against our will – it is only pretend, for the game. Like when you do acting.
“As you know, for Ahmriana, it is forbidden to take a another’s will, unless in defense. I believe this is why I like to play this game – something about it feels taboo, I think this is the correct word. Somehow it increases the sensation of being touched, the feel of another’s mouth, or being penetrated.
“For this game, I would like you to take my will. I would like you to tie me up and have your way with me, sexually. I like to use these nylon ties because I can easily slip out of them. I do not want to actually be restricted, I just like the feel and the idea of being taken. When the game is over for me, I will slip free to hold you.
“I do not need the game to have an elaborate premise. You can tie me up and begin. But if you would prefer a situation to explain why you are tying me up, we can do this.
“I do not want any violence or pain. It would be sex as we normally do, but with more greed and control on your part, for your role in this play. I will struggle and act as if I do not want this, but I will truly be very excited. You should hold me down some, but do not hurt me. Perhaps tell me that I cannot escape, there is nothing I can do so there is no use in struggling, you will have what you want. Or any other words to say you are in control and I am helpless against you.
“Would you be willing to do this sex play with me ka’lee?” Neara asked.
“Yes, it sounds intriguing,” Data would never have thought to combine acting with sex.
“We need a special word we say so if one of us feels uncomfortable, we say this word and the play stops. As an Ahmriana, I find the sound of the word ‘chicken’ very amusing. If one of us uses this word, it will instantly end our sex play. Is this word acceptable to you?” she asked.
“Yes, it is,” Data concurred.
“Alright, let our play begin!” Neara announced. “I will pretend you rendered me unconscious and put me in the bed. You can then move my arms and legs to put the loops around them. I will awaken once I feel you starting to play with me.”
She lay in the middle of the bed and closed her eyes. Data put the loops around her wrists and ankles. She was spread-eagle. He sat on the bed beside her and started caressing her body.
Neara opened her eyes and began struggling saying ‘no’ and ‘stop.’ He went to suck on her nipple and she quickly moved her torso to the side. He pulled her back and lay on his side across her, holding her down with his weight. He cupped her breasts and pulled them together sucking one and then the other nipple. Neara let out an aawwhh sound. He knew she was very excited – she could not stop her hips from moving, however slightly. It was her tell.
He got up and caressed her again – she squirmed under his hands. He moved down between her legs. He went to put his mouth on her and she moved her hips quickly to the side. He dragged her back and lay his upper arms over her thighs, his forearms over her hips, holding her in place. He locked his lips on her, using one hand to massage her labia. She bucked against him sighing, “No, no.”
He decided to do some acting to see what response he got from Neara. “Ohhh, you taste so good. I just had to have you, and I am so glad I did!” with that he pushed his tongue inside her.
“Oohhh please help me,” she said in a breathless, aching voice. She was pulling against the ties. She was so wet and engorged – Data had never seen her this excited. He wrapped his mouth around her and fluttered his tongue. She had the most explosive orgasm, Data was concerned his neural net would overload with the powerful energy she released into him. A quick self check confirmed he was alright, then he crawled up to penetrate her.
Again, she struggled. He held her hips and told her, “This is going to happen. I have to have you. Just let me do this. I promise I will let you go when I am done.”
She whispered breathlessly, “Please let me go. Please let me go. Please let me go,” and he pushed into her. Her breath hitched and she let out a long aaaawwwwhhhh sound. He moved inside her, she was so wet.. so very wet. The buzzing in his brain was incredibly loud, drowning out every other thought. But there was something else there.. something wanting to break through. Then a wave washed over his neural net and lights burst behind his eyes.
A moment later, he could feel Neara’s hands caressing his back. She looked at him and gave a little laugh and a contented, sultry smile, held him and kissed him.

In the morning, Data was lying in bed gently touching Neara while she slept. He did this every morning they spent together. The only time he did not was when he was not yet back from night watch. He enjoyed the intimacy, her vulnerability and trust while sleeping.
During the six weeks they had been together, their connection kept deepening. His life was perfectly good before Neara, with friends, interests, and adventures. But now, his life included the joy and love that Neara brought, the new and exciting experiences, a closeness that came from near sensory input pattern overload. She was always in his thoughts. He would not wish to return to life without her. This must have been what Riker meant when he said, “When it really works between two people, it's not like anything you've ever experienced. The rewards are far greater than simple friendship.”
But Data knew the flip side to the reward, that Neara’s life was finite. Even if they spent her life together, which Data wanted, her sensory input pattern would eventually end. He pushed this thought to the side so he could focus on the limited time they had together.
Her skin was soft and smooth and warm. When she woke, he would stroke her breasts. Her nipples would soon pucker and her hips would start moving. He liked that he had that effect on Neara, that he could influence her moods and desires. He had been very successful with bringing her to a blissful state.
Neara would get up in the middle of the night to go pee, and upon coming back to bed, sometimes Data would fondle her breasts. Then Neara’s hips would start moving and she would remove his hand and, in a sleepy sexy voice, tell him to stop, she needed more sleep, and he was a wicked, wicked being. For some reason he could not explain, he enjoyed this interaction.
He was trailing a finger down her nose then around her lips, which were slightly open. He could feel her breath washing over his finger when it happened. He froze, his finger above her mouth.
Neara’s eyes fluttered open and she saw his hand there and took it in hers and kissed it. She rolled over to face him, smiling. When she saw his face, her smile dropped, “What is wrong ka’lee?”
Data took a moment to respond, “I.. I felt an emotion. I believe it was love.. love for you.”
“Oh Data,” Neara exclaimed, “what a wonderful first emotion!” She moved close and held him and kissed him.
“It only lasted nine point eight seconds.. but it was remarkable,” he marveled. “I think it was love, but I have no basis for comparison. How does love feel?”
“How about you ask Deanna that question?” Neara suggested. “I think it would be better if I concentrate on giving you more feelings, and she helps you decipher them.”
“Alright,” Data ceded, “but how do I get the emotion back?”
“It will come again,” Neara assured, “and it will be stronger the next time and last longer. And the time between feelings will become shorter. I know this will happen, you just need to let it go at its own pace.”
As they kissed, Data considered what she said and hoped he would not have to wait an additional six weeks before experiencing another emotion.
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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