Where No Man Has Gone Before—Ch 1
A/N This is an AU, not quite AH, ESN spoof. LOL if you'll can figure that out then you're one of the gang!
Any Trekkers out there, I come in peace. Please don't fire on me with your phasers!
"Captain Eric Northman's log, stardate 3152. Space, the final frontier, this is the maiden voyage of the Starship Cornucopia, whose gracious and plentiful crew have been sent to patrol outposts guarding the neutral zone between the enemy planets Romulus and Remus and Federation space. Received distress signal from Federation outpost Gamma-Delta. We are moving to assist…Northman out."
Eric Northman's glacial blue eyes gazed into the vast emptiness of the Gamma Quadrant. Thoughts of his beautiful personal assistant Yeoman Stackhouse were driving him to distraction. They had been in deep space for less than one earth month and daily briefings with his luscious yeoman were giving him wet dreams. When he thought of those ripe, creamy breasts straining against the thin fabric of her red, regulation uniform, those toned, tan thighs meeting the short red skirt, the way those long tan legs looked in the black boots and red mini skirt his focus slipped from administrative duties to administering special attention to the Yeoman's delectable cleavage. Romulans and distress calls aside, all that Eric wanted at that moment was a chance to run his hands up Yeoman Stackhouse's smooth inner thigh, dip his fingers into her warm, smooth wetness, watch her throw her head back ,listen to her moan, and…
A mellow chime sounded. Yeoman Stackhouse's flawless face appeared on the view screen.
"Cum!" Damn! Did he just say that?
The door whooshed opened and Yeoman Stackhouse burst in holding her info pod. She bit her lower lip nervously and a tiny flash of pink tongue shot out. God, how he wanted to have a nibble himself! She was looking down at the info pod, her delicate fingers flying over its interface, and ran right into his chair. With a small cry of dismay, she dropped the pod, and stumbled right into Eric. He automatically grasped her shoulders to steady her. Her warm, soft breasts pressed up against him. She gasped and he swore that he could feel her nipples harden. The part of him that most wanted to make the Yeoman's acquaintance was doing its best to stand at attention while pressed against her toned stomach. Her eyes widened. She'd gotten the message and his good buddy was vehemently urging him to pull the Yeoman in a little closer and get lucky.
Yeoman Stackhouse stared up at Eric, her beautiful blue eyes brimming with shock and embarrassment. He forced a stern expression onto his face. It might upset her, but stern was better than horny! He released her maintaining his glacial stare.
" Yeoman Stackhouse why are you here ?" He thought he'd hit just the right combination, calm yet slightly disapproving. Sometimes even captains had to be posers.
"Sorry Captain," she stammered and bit her lip adorably, "You said come and I came. I'm...I'm sure I heard you order me to come..."
Eric just stared at her picturing just what ordering her to cum might involve.
Yeoman Stackhouse blushed beautifully. She was even more gorgeous when she was flustered. There have been so many incoming messages that I've had to process you see sir, and then there's this new data that you requested on the Romulan Warbird galaxy class ships… let me just…"
She spun around and bent down to retrieve the pod. Her firm round bottom was only centimeters away. If he just pulled her back… Sweet Jesus! The skirt barely cleared her bottom. Yum! He clenched his hands into fists to resist the urge to run them across the smooth soft skin that met the red border of skirt and cup those perfect peaches!
Yeoman Stackhouse whirled around grasping one of the pod's control shafts, then placed the pod carefully on the table.
"Here's the data you requested on the Warbirds, sir. Also, Admiral Pike requests that you update out status immediately. And Chief Engineer Clancy requested that you look over these statistics on dilytheum crystal renewal…"
Her watched her fingers fly over the info pod's shaft. What idiot of an engineer had made that thing look like a phallus ? Her fingers stopped fluttering as she ran her index down the length of the shaft, "Let me just drag this information to the priority folder."
His eyes were totally focused on that little finger slowly gliding down. In one more second, he was going to grab that little hand and those little fingers could trail right down his long, hard…
Yeoman Stackhouse beamed up at him. " The information is now in order for you sir. Since Chief Engineer Clancy's on REM cycle (she was very proud that she'd picked up all of the jargon and didn't use the civilian word" sleeping"), he asked me to brief you. '
Her eyes met his; a very slight smile curved her full lips, creating adorable dimples that were begging to be poked by his tongue. " Do you need to be briefed, sir?"
Captain Northman donned what his buddies called his pussy-eating grin and leaned toward her, "Yes I'll definitely need to be briefed. And, Yeoman, I'll need to brief you about up and coming affairs."
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