I DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHTS TO STAR TREK SERIES. ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE CREATORS AND CREW OR WHATEVER – DON'T SUE ME!

Chapter 1: Home Sick

James T. Kirk sat in his quarters, lying flat on his back on his bed and staring up at the ceiling, bored. He was homesick yet again, missing his old home back on earth and poor Spock would never be able to relate let alone help in any way possible.

Kirk groans loudly, grabbing his stress ball and beginning to bounce it off the roof. There's a burning, broken feeling where his heart should be. Whoever came up with the phrase, 'out of sight out of mind' is the biggest damn fool in human history. Kirk sits up wearily just as his door opens.

He grunts in distaste, expecting it to be Spock checking in on him once again but instead he opens his eyes and it is Lieutenant Nyota Uhura. His eyes widen and he raises his eyebrows in surprise – she's the last person he expected to see pay a visit – she seems to utterly despise him. He can't blame her he made a few dumb advances towards her while wasted like a drunk.

Uhura smiles at his confusion, walking in and letting the door slide shut behind her. Kirk stands up just as she reaches him. She places two hands on his chest and shoves him back down, making him sit like she's in her own quarters or something.

Kirk stares up at her in lust, his crystal blue orbs of eyes growing dark and dangerous. He feels himself rise in arousal, his pants tightening uncomfortably at her harsh control of the situation – it turns him on.

Uhura's eyes light up a bit as she takes notice of his hardening manhood. She cocks her head questioningly. "What's wrong, Captain? Spock told me you weren't feeling well – home sick is it?" Kirk nods his head numbly.

"Well what can I do to help you about that?" she asks sincerely. Kirk shakes his head weakly, shrugging. "I don't know…"

"Well I do." Uhura whispers huskily with seduction drenching every word. Suddenly Uhura places her hands on Kirk's toned chest once again and pushes him roughly onto his back on the bed, hovering over him. James T. Kirk can't believe what's happening; his jaw drops as Uhura zips out of her suit leaving her completely naked.

She wasn't wearing any undergarments when she came in here, Kirk thought; she planned all of this…God! She straddles him with her nude body. Kirk willingly lets her take off his uniform. Uhura smirks to herself as she leaves him in his underwear, a rather large bulge poking out.

Kirk jerks his hips forward involuntarily as Uhura traces his stiff erection lightly with her delicate fingers. Nyota can't take it anymore, neither can James. She yanks his boxers off and gasps at the impressive sight to behold. Kirk's a pretty big guy – no wonder he's Captain with a package like that, Uhura thinks.

Uhura leans down and attacks his warm lips with her own. Kirk decides to come out of his sickness, grabbing her small waist and flipping her over so he's on top and crawls up to the top of his bed.

The Lieutenant wraps her legs around his hips and hooks her ankles together, forcing him closer. Kirk groans into her mouth at the contact of his manhood against her sex.

He can't physically take any more teasing from her and grabs the hard shaft of his cock, guiding it to her soaked entrance, more than ready.

He pulls away from the kiss, panting and grunting warm breath against her mouth. He finds her light brown eyes and searches them with his own blue orbs. "Are you ready for this?" he pants and she nods frantically.

Finally at long last Kirk kisses her madly and shoves into her vagina. "UH!" Uhura arches further onto him as he begins to ride her with a frantic pace out of a desperate need for release.

Kirk squeezes his eyes shut and rests his head in the crook of his new lover's neck. She smells like roses and wine – intoxicating him with his sudden love for her. She's a feisty Lieutenant but he likes them that way. Nyota Uhura is the type of girl James T. Kirk would want to love, marry and even have kids with.

If only he thought he deserved her. He doesn't however. The Captain doesn't think he deserves anything so purely romantic and sexy – smart and gorgeous.

Either way, he's making love to her right now. Kirk allows his upper body to remain still as he continues to thrust his lower half in and out of his vixen's warm and welcoming vagina. His sweat drips off his muscled chest and onto Uhura's breasts. Kirk smoothly pinches her nipples with his fingers, making her swoon beneath him; while his other hand occupies her swelling clitoris. This adds to Uhura's unmistaken able pleasure.

Nyota screams as she comes quickly – long and hard baby. Her walls clench around her commander's massive shaft, covering him with her warm love juices.

Her orgasm catapults Kirk into his own wonderful end. He kisses her as he ejaculates his lovely sperm. James doesn't bother pulling out once they're both done – though Uhura squeezes in another orgasm. Not wanting it to be over, the restless Lieutenant begins to rock her hips onto his still hardening dick and moans against his open mouth.

Finally Kirk comes again and pants, grunts into her mouth, "I love you, and I love you so much. God, I wish I could marry you right now dammit!"

Uhura's eyes widen and light as his sudden confession. "Captain Kirk… Whatever could you mean?!" He realizes his mistake in saying too much and back tracks wildly. "Uh, uh sorry Lieutenant it's uh – nothing!" Uhura shakes her head, staring at him with her piercing brown eyes. "No James, tell me…now." His shoulders slump and he nods his thrusting taking a back seat to the conversation.

"Okay I said I want to marry you, is that so dreadfully bad?" Uhura considers this and slowly shakes her head no.

"No…no I guess not… But…do you?"

"Do I what?"

"Want to marry me really?"

He nods without a moment's hesitation or thought. "Yes…yeah absolutely. I would love nothing less than to make you Nyota Kirk." She laughs at him and grabs the back of his neck, pulling him in for a long smoldering kiss.

Getting the urgent signals from his body, James begins to pound into her again with fierce, merciless force.

Uhura screams in pure ecstasy and joy, wrapping her arms around his lean and toned back. Kirk grabs her hands and pins them above her head with his own larger ones.

Nyota gives up her fight and comes violently, Kirk accepting her surrender and allowing himself to let go once again – filling her with his warm silky semen.

They lay their together, unmoving as they wrap their arms around each other and kiss softly.

A few hours later into the early morning, the two roll together in Kirk's bed and make more passionate, endless love. Completely exhausted at five am Uhura parts from her soundly sleeping lover and dresses for early morning mission training.

However being the light sleeper that he is, Kirk wakes up and kisses her. She pulls away with a smirk. "See you in the mission, Captain Kirk."

Kirk smiles at her as she exits his quarters. "And until we meet again…" He mutters under his breath.