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Jealousy	By : Darkequidae Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation Views: 1477 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thursday had always been -their- nights together. The two friends would meet on the holodeck, play a few rounds of racquetball or perhaps work through another Sherlockian mystery, and then get a drink in 10-Forward. But no longer, not since -she- had come into the picture. That D’Sora had taken a liking to Data, and went and got him to join her in a romantic relationship. Not that Data shouldn’t be able to experience a romantic relationship, but why did it have to be with -her-?
Geordi sat alone at a table deep in the corner of 10-Forward, his gaze from behind his VISOR focused intently on the pair sitting, eating dinner (or at least, one of them was) at a table near the windows. He passed his untouched drink back and forth between his hands as he watched Lieutenant D’Sora’s hands slide across the table to brush against Data’s graceful fingers, watched Data’s reaction, watched the inquisitive golden eyes flicker with intrigue as his mind raced to catalogue this new experience. Geordi gritted his teeth. What did that bitch know about his friend that gave the right to touch him? He shuddered to think where else those disgusting hands had been, running up and down soft, exposed pseudo-flesh.
The relationship had been going on for several days now, and whenever Data brought it up to him, no doubt proud of his accomplishment in furthering his humanity, it took almost all of Geordi’s self-control not to speak out in anger and jealousy that that girl was undeserving of his attention, of how if Data really wanted to experience love, a relationship, that he was there. That he loved him, had always loved him… Geordi watched as Data got up and, arm in arm, left 10-Forward with Jenna. He waited a few moments before following them back to the Lieutenant’s quarters. Geordi quietly snuck around the corner in time to watch as Data tentatively reached out, and kissed Jenna gently on the lips, and at that very moment his heart sunk through his stomach like it had filled with concrete. That was it, he couldn’t take this anymore. This torture his best friend was unknowingly inflicting on him. Turning on his heel, he walked almost blindly to his quarters, nearly running headlong into Worf on the way. All the while the scene he had just witnessed playing over and over in his mind.
Somehow he managed to reach his quarters without receiving a verbal beat-down from the temperamental Klingon, and he staggered gratefully into the cool darkness.
“Computer, lock door.” He commanded, and faintly registered the answering beep of the computer’s compliance. Geordi then sank onto his couch with a strangled, anguished cry of rage, head falling into his hands. There was no reason he should feel this way. Data was entitled to go out with…to kiss… whomever he wanted to.
“I should be happy for him… He’s being accepted by more of the crew, he’s becoming what he wants to be… why do I have any right to feel this way…?”
‘Because that bitch is only using him and you know it.’ His mind answered. ‘You’ve heard the way she speaks to him, the way she treats him, tries to change who he is. She can’t just accept him.’
“I’ve known him as long as we’ve been on the Enterprise, and we’ve been friends since the moment we met. She only wants a rebound. She doesn’t love him, not the real him, at least. Not like I do.”
‘She has no right…’
“No right.” He spoke aloud to the darkness, his voice steady, as though this settled things. He got up from the couch and prepared for bed, as he had an early shift the next day, realigning the secondary plasma injectors.
But even as he set his VISOR on the nightstand, Geordi knew sleep was far from coming. He lay there, the vision of Data kissing Jenna filling his mind - their lips meeting, pressing against each other harder, tongues beginning to probe and taste - repeating endlessly, all the while asking ‘Why her? It should be me.’ And he began to imagine what it would be if it were his lips Data’s were meeting, to feel the lean, powerful body pressed against his, Data’s need clear against his own. He let his hands and mind wander as he slowly pulled his nightshirt up, exposing heated flesh and caressing it with his fingers, except they were long and slender now, and no longer his own. He pinched a nipple and rolled it between thumb and forefinger, pulling gently as his loins began to stir.
In the darkness it was so easy to see him there, leaning over his body, graceful hands gracing his stomach and hips, touching him through the fabric of his boxers, before taking hold of their waistband and pulling it down, freeing Geordi’s erection. Heat radiated from the pit of his stomach as strong hands finally wrapped around his throbbing cock, pumping slowly; once, twice.
“Data…” he moaned softly, as those delicate fingers fondled his shaft, his balls. Geordi’s hips bucked upwards in a subconscious effort, and the motion slid his boxers farther down his legs, so that Data now had access to his inner thighs.
Golden skin shimmered in the dark, yellow eyes filled with all the emotions that their owner denied having, all directed at him. Geordi grasped out with a hand, searching until he found the item he wanted. Coating his fingers in lube, he reached down between his legs and stopped, poised before the trembling ring of muscle, breath coming in hot gasps, his whole body shivering in arousal and anticipation.
“Kiss me, Data.” He whispered hoarsely, and he could feel those tender lips against his own as he pressed his fingers into himself.
In and out he moved, and Geordi matched the rhythm with his hand around his swollen cock. His fingers curled, and Data’s angle changed, and the contact with his prostate brought unrestrained moans to his lips.
“Da-ta-AH!” he gasped out, and the tempo increased, bringing him closer and closer to the edge until finally he came, seed coating his belly. Geordi gently stroked his softening cock as the last sparks of pleasure tingled through his body. He let his fingers slip out of his orifice and looked up once more into Data’s beautiful face.
“I love you. More than anyone else ever will.” He whispered, reaching out to caress his lover’s face. Data smiled and opened his mouth as if to say something, but as Geordi touched him, the illusion vanished, leaving Geordi alone in the darkness once again.
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