Title: Intimacy is Overrated
Author: Josephine
EMail: Lovellama@aol.com
Rating: R
Codes: Tu/S, all
Category: First Time Challenge
Notes: Continues 'Sobriety is Overrated'
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A light breeze came off the ocean, ruffling Trip's hair, cooling him slightly. He glanced over at Hoshi, lying next to him on a blanket. A few grains of sand clung to her leg and he reached over, brushing them off. Slowly he let his hand slide up over her knee, past her hip and across the flat plane of her stomach, creeping up to his true objective .
"Just what do you think you're doing?"
His hand stilled and he looked up at Hoshi with a sheepish grin on his face. "Am I that outa practice?"
"I wouldn't know." Hoshi smiled back at him and rolled over to her side, propping her head up on an arm.
"I know we agreed to wait, but damn, woman, how you tempt me ." Slipping a finger under the top of her bikini bottom, Trip rubbed it back and forth against her warm skin.
"I just didn't want to rush things." Waiting a moment, she continued. "But this would be a perfect spot to ."
Trip didn't have to be told twice. Pulling her close, he laid back against the sand so she was on top of him. Kissing her deeply, he untied the strings holding her top on. Hoshi sat up, the scraps of fabric falling off her. Groaning, Trip reached up to cup her breasts. Leaning into his hands, Hoshi shifted her weight against his hips.
"I don't know how long I'll last, darlin'." Trip's voice was rough as he sat up, crushing her to his chest. Hands fumbled against each other, trying to get rid of the remaining clothing.
"Wait ."
"Can't wait, darlin'."
"I think I hear something."
"H'it's the ocean," Trip mumbled, his face buried between her breasts.
"It's Porthos!"
Listening carefully, Trip could hear the baying of Archer's dog. And where Porthos went, so did .
"Trip! Hoshi!" The Captain's voice carried over the dunes. "Where are you?"
"No no no no no . He's supposed t' be on the other side of th' island!" Almost crying with frustration, Trip watched the objects of his desire disappear under two blue triangles of cloth. Hoshi had barely enough time to cover up before Archer and Malcolm's head popped into view.
"Over here!" Waving as she got up off Trip's lap, Hoshi smiled gamely at the other two officers.
"Somma bitch ." Trip shifted uncomfortably in his trunks. No way anyone would fail to notice a certain ballooning of his shorts. Before the others reached him, Trip took off toward the ocean. "I'm goin' for a swim!" he called back.
"The water's freezing!" Archer looked after Trip like he was insane.
"I know!" came the faint reply.
Author: Josephine
EMail: Lovellama@aol.com
Rating: R
Codes: Tu/S, all
Category: First Time Challenge
Notes: Continues 'Sobriety is Overrated'
~~~~~
A light breeze came off the ocean, ruffling Trip's hair, cooling him slightly. He glanced over at Hoshi, lying next to him on a blanket. A few grains of sand clung to her leg and he reached over, brushing them off. Slowly he let his hand slide up over her knee, past her hip and across the flat plane of her stomach, creeping up to his true objective .
"Just what do you think you're doing?"
His hand stilled and he looked up at Hoshi with a sheepish grin on his face. "Am I that outa practice?"
"I wouldn't know." Hoshi smiled back at him and rolled over to her side, propping her head up on an arm.
"I know we agreed to wait, but damn, woman, how you tempt me ." Slipping a finger under the top of her bikini bottom, Trip rubbed it back and forth against her warm skin.
"I just didn't want to rush things." Waiting a moment, she continued. "But this would be a perfect spot to ."
Trip didn't have to be told twice. Pulling her close, he laid back against the sand so she was on top of him. Kissing her deeply, he untied the strings holding her top on. Hoshi sat up, the scraps of fabric falling off her. Groaning, Trip reached up to cup her breasts. Leaning into his hands, Hoshi shifted her weight against his hips.
"I don't know how long I'll last, darlin'." Trip's voice was rough as he sat up, crushing her to his chest. Hands fumbled against each other, trying to get rid of the remaining clothing.
"Wait ."
"Can't wait, darlin'."
"I think I hear something."
"H'it's the ocean," Trip mumbled, his face buried between her breasts.
"It's Porthos!"
Listening carefully, Trip could hear the baying of Archer's dog. And where Porthos went, so did .
"Trip! Hoshi!" The Captain's voice carried over the dunes. "Where are you?"
"No no no no no . He's supposed t' be on the other side of th' island!" Almost crying with frustration, Trip watched the objects of his desire disappear under two blue triangles of cloth. Hoshi had barely enough time to cover up before Archer and Malcolm's head popped into view.
"Over here!" Waving as she got up off Trip's lap, Hoshi smiled gamely at the other two officers.
"Somma bitch ." Trip shifted uncomfortably in his trunks. No way anyone would fail to notice a certain ballooning of his shorts. Before the others reached him, Trip took off toward the ocean. "I'm goin' for a swim!" he called back.
"The water's freezing!" Archer looked after Trip like he was insane.
"I know!" came the faint reply.