Dreams of Exsistence | By : Looneyluna Category: Star Trek > Enterprise Views: 3899 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Dreams
of Existence
Author: looneyluna
Rating: NC-17
Category: Romance and a touch of angst.
Code: R/S
Author's Notes: This was inspired by a comment over at LD about Malcolm and
restraints (g) and various aspects of various plots throughout the Star Trek
universe of which I don't own.
< sty style='font-family:Arial;color:#002859'>Thanks to Kathy Rose for beta
reading.
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Chapter One
The Enterprise had ventured
across the M-Class planet two days ago and the consensus was to give it an
extensive look. Now that they were orbiting the planet and there were no mines
attached to the hull or ships firing upon them, Captain Archer and the senior
staff decided to make this mission a working holiday. Scans of the planet
revealed a temperate climate with no life forms other than plant life.
The crew was unaware that they
were being watched with great curiosity.
Ensign Hoshi Sato watched the
away team set up their temporary living quarters and various experiments as she
set up her own materials around her. She had drawn a favorable lot and was
slated to have the day off, so she started to relax several yards from base
camp, not wanting to get in anyone’s way.
The tropical atmosphere and
the overall beauty of the landing site took her breath away because there were
a variety of scenes to choose from. To her north there was the beach, to her
west a tropical jungle, and to her east, mountains.
She sighed, looked across to
the makeshift research facility and glanced at Lt. Malcolm Reed. She had been
attracted to him ever since they had met. However, she knew better than to bark
up his tree because she knew his views on fraternization between officers, not
to mention the fact that it was against Starfleet regulations. Then of course,
she wasn’t much on rulebooks.
Across the clearing, Malcolm had seen Hoshi looking toward the camp. She looked
beautiful today, dressed in shorts and a spaghetti strap top, her hair down and
flowing casually down over her shoulder blades. He resisted the urge to wave;
instead he looked down to his tasis mis mind anywhere but there.
He could still remember when
Hoshi had shown up at his door topless, having crawled through the tightest of
spaces so they could escape from the Suliban.
It was torturous to be near
her, especially when he oversaw her target practices. He would breath in her
scent and later in the evening would be awake with her scent still on his mind.
No matter how hard he tried he could not control the growing attraction he felt
for her. There were nights when he woke up with her on his mind; sometimes it
was the sound of her voice or her lingering scent that kept him awake at night.
His dreams were progressing to the point where he was losing several hours of
sleep. Last night as he dreamt, the images of Hoshi aroused him beyond sleep.
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I am essence with no
existence. I have been this way since I have been. I can sense the thoughts and
intentions of those on my surface. The possibilities they offer are boundless.
The attraction between Malcolm and Hoshi is dynamic and fluid. They would offer
the better chance of existence than any of the others. Perhaps I should exert
myself onto the female, as she seems to be more willing to act than the male.
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The fundamental nature of the
wind grew, sweeping through the trees toward the unsuspecting plateau. Hoshi
was resting with her PADD tucked under her chin, daydreaming. She didn’t hear
the warning calls from Malcolm or the others as a coil of wind burst forth onto
the flat terrain with direct ose ose toward her.
Malcolm could see the wind gust move toward the woman who had just been
occupying his thoughts. Realizing that she couldn’t hear him and was unaware of
the danger, he took off running. His frustration mounted as he saw the gust sweep
over her, lifting her off the ground and tossing her around like a rag doll.
His heart pounded in his ears as he heard her scream in surprise. Then, as soon
as it started, it stopped, dropping Hoshi to the ground with a resounding thud.
“Hoshi, love, please be okay,” she heard Malcolm shout as she felt his hands on
her body ascertaining her condition. She looked up at him in surprise and
realized he was running his hands along her ribcage. “I’m fine. Just a little
winded, and you don’t have to shout.”
“Ensign, lie still,” Mam com commanded with concern in his voice. He moved his
hands across her ribcage, earning a gasp from her lips. She felt no pain, only
awareness and arousal at his proximity. She reached up to stroke his worried
brow, heat flooding her body.
toldtold you not to move, Ensign,” he stated flatly, batting her hand away.
Dr. Phlox came running up, tricorder in hand. Quickly scanning her, he smiled
his big alien grin and announced Hoshi was unharmed with the exception of a
rise in her adrenaline levels.
Hoshi sat up, collected her thoughts and quickly answered the many pleas of
concern. “I am okay. I just got the wind knocked out of me,” she joked, earning
laughter from all of those around with exception of Malcolm.
Malcolm offered her his hand to assist her further. Taking it, warmth spread
through her as erotic images passed through her mind. She leaned into him,
strained against him, feeling like she needed to crawl inside him.
Malcolm cleared his throat, setting Hoshi right, all too aware of having her
pressed against him. “Ensign, are you capable of walking under your own power?”
Hoshi pushed away, embarrassed at her intimate position with the armory
officer. “Yes, of course, Lieutenant,” she mumbled.
The Captain walked up to the group and sighed once he saw that his
communications officer was fine. “T’Pol, scan the immediate area and see if
there are any more of these ‘wind gusts’ lurking about, “he said, nodding
toward the Vulcan science officer.
“Certainly, Captain,” T’Pol stated, walking off.
“I am glad to see that you aren’t hurt, Hoshi. You and Malcolm are slated for a
two-day geological survey over the far ridge to the west,” Archer said, walking
away.
Hoshi stared at his back, her mind reeling at the thought of being alone with
Malcolm for two days. Heat pooled in her stomach.
Malcolm tensed noticeably, thinking of the temptations that lay ahead of him.
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