Chapter 9: Hanky-panky Honeymoon
Jim rolled over in his sleep, his arm unconsciously wrapping around Nyota's swelling waist and stomach, pulling her back snug against his bare chest. Other than his sweatpants, Jim was completely naked and his wife was just wearing a thin silk night gown with lace. She was lovely in it and it had been a gift from Jim's brother, Sam.
Jim had smirked at the gift – amused at how well Sam knew him and knew what he liked and wanted.
Nyota moans as she rolls over toward him, wrapping her arms around him as well. She kicks the comforter off as a wave of extreme heat washes over her suddenly. "Jim," she shakes his shoulder lightly, "Jim, wake up, I'm hot." Jim finally come to and scrunches up his face in irritation.
"What?" he asks, sleep slurring his words as he rubs his face.
"I'm hot; could you go get me some ice cream?" Jim sighs and nods weakly, Nyota smiling and kissing him with a thank you.
Kirk slugs out of bed to his feet, snorting roughly and slapping his face to wake himself up a bit as he stumbles to their hotel suite's kitchen.
Jim rummages through the freezer in a zombie like state as he fishes out some Moose tracks and grabs two spoons and chocolate syrup, nuts, and sprinkles. He thinks, its sundae time on a Friday, b*tch.
He returns to their lit bedroom, Nyota propped up on a sea of silk and satin pillows against the headboard. Uhura claps on the lights (A/N: and yes, I'm still calling her Uhura, they can't both be Kirks – it would be too confusing. She still's Mrs. Kirk though or Uhura-Kirk) and smiles excitedly as she pats the stop next to her for him, rearranging the pillows to fit his form.
Jim grins at her and sits down next to her, popping the lid open and handing her a spoon as he slips his in his mouth. He kisses her cheek softly before they dig in together, Kirk laying out all their toppings and grinning at his wife like a goof.
Nyota smiles at him, laughing and grabbing his face for a wet smooch. He smiles against her lips and she grabs the syrup, squirting a generous amount onto the ice cream. She pours some nuts onto the gooey mess. "All that's left is the sprinkles." Jim says.
"Wait, do you think that's too much?" he asks, doubt creeping into his voice. Nyota slumps in exasperation, glaring at him.
"Really, out of everything, that's the thing you ask about? There are never enough toppings for a woman with a baby inside her." Jim laughs and throws on the sprinkles. They dig in, Jim squirting some syrup into her mouth, both of them of them giggling.
Nyota feeds her husband a little bit. "What are you doing?" he asks with a smile.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"I never said that."
"Well than I'm feeding the baby training. Haha." She kisses some excess ice cream off of his outer lip and chin smiling at him as she takes a spoonful of the cold ice cream and kisses him while opening the elastic band of his sweat pants and smearing it over his crotch, chilling him instantly.
Jim curses roughly, jolting straight in posture as he sucks in a cool breath of air. "Ooo, that's cold."
"Good." Nyota utters breathily, shoving him onto his back as she yanks off his sweats and reveals her treat. The chocolate ice cream coats his masculinity completely. She takes another spoonful and trailing the coolness up his abdomen muscles and chest, leading to his neck and lips finally. Jim smirks at her teasingly.
"And just how do you expect to get this off?" he asks and she smiles wickedly in answer. Jim sighs and closes his eyes, his fingers gripping the sheets tightly to the point of white knuckled as Nyota begins to lick his member clean. Her warm tongue trails upwards, untangling the ice cream from his hair leading up to his navel than gliding her tongue over the smooth skin of his stomach, suckling and biting as she goes. Jim shivers, not from the cold but from the warm wetness of her tongue against his skin.
"Sh*t, Nyota…I didn't know you could eat ice cream like that." Nyota laughs and kisses the remaining ice cream off his red lips. "You better have enjoyed that. Because that's the closest to oral you're ever gonna get from me."
"What else are your preferences? Maybe I should have learned these before getting married?" Nyota laughs at his joke and slaps his arm.
"My only preference is sex – good ol' fashioned sex, hubby. No up the ass, no down the throat, I don't do anal or oral – you can only stick that thing up my vagina. Sorry Jim."
He laughs and kisses her while pulling off her nightgown. Nyota kisses him again as Jim's fingers run up her thigh and he flips them abruptly, slamming her down onto the bed. He spreads her legs wide open to him and kisses his way up her inner thighs, running his hands along the smooth skin and drawing shuddering whimpers from his bride.
Jim finally comes to the apex of her thighs, lightly kissing her mound before pulling up to her lips. "And that's all you're going to get from me." He whispers against her mouth. Nyota gasps as his fingers suddenly enter her. Jim rams his fingers into her deeper and deeper, Uhura whimpering, cringing, and writhing beneath him at his mere touch.
Kirk twists his fingers inside her, curling them skillfully and smirking as she wiggles and moans. Jim shushes her cries with his warm and nurturing lips, grinding his fingers into her as she groans into his mouth. Finally when she constricts and tightens around him he rips his fingers out of her and replaces his fingers with his hard erect cock.
They gasp and pant together as they join, Jim pounding into her slightly. Uhura closes her eyes and winces in pleasure as Kirk softly and slowly makes love to her. "Faster…" she moans desperately, winding her arms around him tighter.
Jim quickly complies, his hips rocking into hers at a faster speed and motion. Nyota arches her back and cries out his name as he drives into her repeatedly. Kirk curves into an upward angle with his hips, driving into her sweet spot and making her walls clench in reaction. Finally when her end is near Jim shoves into her and pinches her clitoris at the same time.
Nyota comes violently and viciously, shuddering like a leaf and shivering over him as her walls constrict like a snake around him and covers his hard pulsing shaft with her juices, crying out her husband's name. Jim ejaculates hard, feeling like another thrust into her, also screaming out his wife's name; he slumps against her, laying down on her chest and kissing her a few heavenly moments before rolling out of her.
"So, what do you want to do today?"
Nyota smiles and rubs random patterns onto his chest with her light and delicate touch. "I thought we could go to the beach. I mean it would be a waste to say we went to Rio de Janeiro and didn't test the waters."
"Whatever you want, Ny, I'd jump into a volcano for ya." Nyota giggles and kisses his nose cutely before jumping out of bed.
"Well then, come on, get dressed." Jim laughs at what it seems he has gotten himself into as he slugs out of bed.
They both dress rather quickly, Jim taking the time to pack a beach bag. A camera, some towels, sunscreen, snacks – mostly for Nyota – and he slips in his sketching pad, pencils and charcoal without Uhura noticing.
His wife suddenly pops out of the bathroom, striking a sexy pose leaning against the door frame and uttering huskily, "How's this for sexy? Do you like what you see, baby?" Jim laughs at her and nods with his tongue hanging out.
Nyota giggles and rolls her eyes at him. "Yeah you look fantastic. A pregnant woman always glows though – it's not like you ever look bad or anything." There's no hiding for the couple now with Nyota swelling up at three months, ending her first trimester. But she still looks gorgeous in her halter-top blue and white polka dotted top with matching panties basically.
Nyota tugs down the top, looking at her unshaven legs with a self-consciousness slipping into her mind. "Do you really think it looks nice? I mean, honey, there's no way anyone's going to think that I'm just really fat. I mean I am fucking pregnant for god sake! I never thought this would happen so young – Oh my god, what about my body?! Remember when my stomach was nearly flat except for my abdominal muscles, it will never be like that again! I'll have stretch marks and flabby skin hanging everywhere, I'm gonna have to blindfold you just to have sex with me and my vagina will just be like so loose it will never be tight again. Oh my god!"
Jim ends her words with a desperate, hard kiss on her lips and his hands glide up her top, fondling her swelling breasts affectionately. Nyota whimpers a bit in surprise at the sudden invasion of her personal space it soon becomes their space.
Jim ends the kiss, pulling away from her and breathing hard against her warm lips. "Nyota, listen to me, with a love like ours you could be sagging with boobs all the way down to your ankles and I'd still bang you like you were twenty-two. Now snap out of your mid-life crisis because we have a beach to go to!" Nyota laughs and Jim lets her slide back down to her feet off the wall, unaware he had slammed her against it in the first place.
"Are you ready?" Nyota nods and tugs her top down in the right place. They walk to the elevator and then walk down the pier to the coastline. Nyota becomes winded and persuades Jim to give her a piggyback ride to their perfect spot. They're early enough to catch the sunrise with no one in sight except for a couple walking in their direction.
Nyota waves them over with a smile and Jim groans, "no, don't wave them over here. We had the beach practically to ourselves and what do you do, you go and wave the first people in sight. Curse your niceness!" he says in a harsh whisper.
Uhura jabs him sharply in the ribs, eliciting an ow from her husband. He rubs his rib cage and glares at her. "I thought my niceness was one of the reasons you married me. Now hopefully I've rubbed off on you so play nice! Hey!" she greets their fellow vacationers. Jim tries his best to look interested in the conversation as they exchange names. Apparently the male with the strong build is Jude who has light green eyes and jet black hair, the almost polar opposite of his mate, Cecilia with her beach blonde, almost white hair and dark blue eyes.
"Oh, you guys are expecting, we are too! How far along are you?!"
Jim's hand unconsciously rubs her round belly with a smile as she answers. "Three months, ha, they say the first trimester is the worst – so I'm looking forward to getting out of it."
Cecilia laughs and grins at her as she pats her own ballooning stomach. "Yep, we're actually, like what," she looks up at Jude for help remembering the months, "seven months along, yeah." They nod and smile back at Nyota and Jim.
"Oh well, I like your bathing suit." Nyota compliments.
"Yeah, no, your is like ten times better cuz I feel like I have ten buns in the oven." They all laugh at her and they nod.
"Well what's your room number? We'll come visit you sometime."
"Oh yeah it's um, wait let me just get a piece of paper and stuff." Jim fishes for a napkin and pen then scrawls their address onto the piece of paper.
"Okay…we're on the 8th floor 5D. Drop by any time. Okay, bye." They smile and take the napkin as they walk away.
Nyota snaps a shot of their silhouettes walking along the tide holding hands. They capture the sunrise and then Nyota pulls Jim to his feet with her hand, leading him to the incoming waves and the pull of the ocean.
Jim laughs and smacks her rump playfully as she giggles. She splashes him and he laughs, his deep chuckle turning her on slightly as he splashes her back and they ensue in a fierce water battle. Finally Jim yells, "NY!" and grabs her waist, slamming her into the water and kissing her.
Despite her protests he wades out further into the sea, her squealing and squirming helplessly in his arms.
Finally he drops her with the water coming up to their chests. They wallow in the warm water, sunbathing as the day goes on and they're joined by more vacationers.
Jim's hand secretly pushes Nyota's panties aside and gently rubs her slit. Nyota gasps in shock at his sudden need for her body. Kirk sighs and easily inserts three fingers in her warm wet vagina. As he begins to pump in and out roughly Nyota looks around hurriedly, but the water conceals their forbidden actions.
"What are you doing? Someone could see us!" Nyota hisses into his red ear as she looks around again. Jim licks her ear, eliciting a strangled moan from his bride as he answers, "oh don't kid yourself, you know they can't see us. Just give into me."
Nyota's eyes flutter back into her head as she nods, uttering a nearly silent, "okay…" A grin slowly spreads across Jim's face like butter as his other hand tickles and rubs her swollen, throbbing clitoris. Nyota bites her lips to keep her cries of passion at bay as he continues his ministrations.
"Uh, I want you so bad, uh, I need you." His plea for her comes out as a hoarse, gruff roar of arousal and lust.
Jim drags Nyota, defensive less, further into the ocean, secluded from the crowd. The sea level fails to rise as it remains at their chests. Nyota's facing away from Jim, facing the sun and incoming waves with him snugly behind her. He takes her face in his hands and kisses her. He then fondles her swelling breasts affectionately. Nyota whimpers in pleasure as he rubs her erect nipple between the pad of his pointer finger and thumb, making her cringe against him.
He grinds her hips into his hard, pulsing erection poking her lower back and groans at his own pleasure. Nyota shudders slightly as he twists and curls his fingers inside her. Her walls clench around him in pre orgasm as Jim quickly reacts.
Uhura feels him tug down his swim trunks and yank her shorts down to her knees before spreading her legs open with his foot like a cop; he grabs her hips and quickly positions himself at her entrance, roughly shoving into her clenching walls.
Nyota shivers and comes violently already, constricting around his sweaty shaft and covering him with her juices. Jim continues to seek his own wild end, tilting her head back to him and plunging into her mouth tongue first to search the cavity as if he had a warrant for doing so.
An incoming wave knocks them together. It would have knocked Nyota off her feet if it wasn't for Jim's firm stance behind her, keeping her upright. He grunts as he thrusts into her again, a second powerful wave assisting him and taking half the effort off pushing into her. Nyota shudders and cries out sharply as he digs into her mercilessly.
Jim takes her cheek in his hand, turning her head to hold her mouth captive with his own and a blurring of where his lips end and hers begin, tongues flying together blindly in a storm of saliva and lust. Jim rubs his palms against her wet hips, shoving into her with gruff power and overwhelming strength to Nyota. She winces in pleasure mixed with pain as her walls grow tender and sore.
Jim stops suddenly, looking at her face with concern. "Are you okay? Am I being too rough, am I hurting you?"
"I'm just a little sore is all? I'll be fine, just finish us off, honey." Jim nods in agreement and kisses her passionately while grinding into her. Nyota winces again and whimpers in agony at his beefy flesh rubbing in contact against her raw and sensitive skin. It's like brutal sand paper caressing silk.
Jim shakes his head in complete refusal of going any farther. "I – I can't go any further knowing I'm hurting the mother of my baby. I'm so sorry Ny but we can do this later after you're rested up and not so sore – okay?" Jim grips her hips and prepares to remove himself from her but she quickly grabs his rear end from behind and forces him to stay buried deeply within her.
She turns her head and searches for his sea blue eyes to no avail. "NO, Jim, just finish me. If you leave me like this now you'll be doing more harm than good. Now make me come goddammit!" Jim shakes his head with a slight smile at her determination and swearing as he grabs her hips once more, slamming her onto him several times in a blur of warm flesh, lapping water, and Jim's pre-come.
Jim's hand smashes over her mouth as she screams in delight at the force of her unraveling orgasm. Kirk grans in the face of his own undoing, shooting off warm ribbons of silky sperm into her more than wanting walls. Jim pulls out, tugging up his trunks with a weary smile as he kisses her gently.
Nyota brushes a soaked palm against her hair, turning around to face her husband with a devious smile on her face as she pulls up her panties.
"That was great! You rubbed me sore, babe." Jim laughs, nodding as they swim back to shore.
"I know, literally." He replies. Once they reach the scorching sand and gather their stuff Jim stretches and asks, "Want to go catch a bite? We have the whole day to look forward to."
Nyota nods, "do we have to change?" Jim makes a face and shakes his head. "No, we're in the city of Rio;everyone wears bikinis and trunks around like their jeans or something." Nyota laughs at his answer, shaking her head as she slips on her flip flops.
They walk into town, finding relief for their hunger in a small yet quaint diner. They take their orders and Nyota gets a chili cheese dog and chili cheese fries much to Jim's disgust. Once their food arrives and Jim shakes his head.
"You can't have a chili cheese dog and put the same thing on your fries. That is way too much chili and way too much cheese." Nyota rolls her eyes at him before shamelessly unhinging her jaw to take at least half of the hot dog into her mouth and chomping down a bite. Chili and cheese smears the corners of her mouth and her pink tongue licks it off with ease, moaning as the satisfying food fills her mouth completely. "So…good, babe."
Jim shakes his head again, "It's still nasty but I'll admit seeing you chow down like that's pretty sexy." He smiles while biting into his bacon cheeseburger. Nyota reaches across their small table and grabs two of his onion rings, sliding her fries into the middle of the table in a silent invitation.
"You know if this was our first date, I'd let you eat off my plate, when we're officially dating – no, eat your own food. But since you're my wife I'll let it slide." Jim jokes as he stuffs his face some more with some fries.
Some chili stains his chin and Nyota points to it on herself. "You got something right there."
"Hm?"
"Just let me get it." She leans over the table carefully and almost flicks it off with her thumb before deciding to lick it off delicately with the tip of her tongue. Her eyes seductively flicker up to his twinkling cerulean orbs. She watches, intrigued as they grow noticeably shades darker in light of his budding arousal.
Nyota glances down at his lap, an obvious bulge restrained against the fabric of his swim trunks. She sits back and scoots her chair closer to him and the table. Uncontrollable lust comes over Jim as he abruptly leans over the table, remaining in his seat, and kisses her urgently as she moans softly into his open and wet mouth. Nyota's leg rises to tease his massive erection, the sole of her foot stroking his straining manhood.
Jim groans into her mouth as he tries to resist his natural instinct to slam Nyota into a wall and fuck her right then and there. Uhura pulls away, ending the kiss as their lips remain touching, their breath blending into one.
"Let's get out of here, I want you." She breathes into his mouth, kissing him again and sealing the deal.
"I want you too, let's go." They get the rest of their food to go and leave for their hotel.
They reach their hall and Jim fumbles with the keys while Nyota jumps into his arms, her tongue diving fearlessly into his mouth and staking her claim to everything inside. Jim stumbles back a little at the shock and weight of holding her body.
His hands reflexively jump up to catch her, his hands cupping her ass. She smiles into the kiss again, locking her arms around his neck and hooking her ankles together to keep herself up. His other hand slides up her shirt, untying the back of it and letting her swollen breasts bounce out of their restraints, pressing against his chest.
Jim squeezes a breast tightly before sighing into her mouth and retracting his hands into find the right key with mere touch. Once he finds the right one he sticks it into the hole and twists it smoothly with a satisfying click of it opening.
Jim quickly yanks the key out, throwing it into the bowl next to the door and stumbles over the threshold into the suite. Nyota kisses him deeper, running her tongue over the roof of his mouth and then stroking his pink muscle with her own. Jim stutters a grunt into her as he grabs her thighs, pulling her tighter around him while kicking the door close with his foot and slamming his wife into the wall.
His hands quickly tear at her top desperately, finally succeeding in throwing the flimsy thing away. Kirk's ravenous, a beast of lust and want as he hooks his fingers into her swim shorts and violently rolling them down her smooth thighs.
Nyota moans in pleasure as her wet arousal drips down her legs. Jim studies the huge wet stain on her shorts from her stimulation and smiles before tossing them aside. "Kiss me…" Uhura breathes airily.
Kirk pulls down his trunks, swiftly stepping out of them so they're both naked. His hands find their way to her hips and ass pulling them closer as he cocks his head and kisses her roughly with passion. Jim bites her lips somehow during the joining of their lips, Nyota gasping in shock at his animalistic nature of mating.
Her hands roam his body, sliding down his smooth abdominal muscles and through his pubic hair to rub and stroke his stiffness. Jim twitches in her grip and feels the heated tension in his balls in warning of his orgasm. To avoid coming outside of her he grabs her hands and pins them above her to the wall with his own.
Jim then slams his lips hard onto hers, spreading her legs open to his pulsing member and body despite her reluctance to do so – she wants her hands freed and for him to hold her up.
Jim slowly rubs her clit while jamming into her, making her space and his one. His penis jerks inside of her, commanding him to begin thrusting gruffly with a wanting so strong.
"Uh, Ny, I love you…uh, god, your pussy's so tight." Jim entwines their fingers and crushes her hands harder into the wall. Nyota smiles weakly before her head lolls to her sweaty shoulder, panting in exhaustion.
Jim slams into her again, the force of it causing shudders to ripple up her body. With each thrust and movement of his hips, Nyota squeaks and whimpers; Kirk speeds up and suddenly shouts her name when she involuntarily squeezes her muscles and coats him in her delicious juices. Jim finally lets her hands go, holding her hips securely as he empties his load into her. They slump against each other, offering the other soft, gentle kisses as Jim smoothly slips out of her still wanting walls.
Jim carries Nyota bridal style to the bed, dropping giggling form onto the rumpled sheets. He kisses up along the curve of her spine, swooping her hair out of the nape of her neck and suckling softly. Nyota shudders a sigh as she cringes and warms at his tingling touch.
He brushes his palm across her thigh and down to her urging sex, parting her legs with his hands. Nyota bites her lip and closes her eyes. "Fuck me hard, baby…" she breathes sexily.
Jim happily obeys, penetrating her wet vagina and doing her doggy style. His hand snakes forward to rub her swelling clitoris as he pants with each shove into her. Uhura grips the posts of the headboard as the momentum of Jim's thrusts slams her forward, her head almost hitting the wall.
Jim grunts as he shoves into her again, knocking his head back with a guttural roar of passion before tilting her head back a little to kiss her in the heat of the moment he willed to never end.
Finally Jim spasms inside her and Nyota clenches her muscles to drag his orgasm out of him. Against Jim's usual rules to let the lady come first, he ejaculates his hot seed into her. Nyota shivers with chills at the sensations of his sperm swimming into her womb, screaming out, "James!" as she comes hot and hard.
Jim pulls out of her and lays down next to her, engulfing her in his arms and pulling her weak, limp form into his sweat soaked chest. They make out for a few minutes before whispering I love you's to each other and drifting off into sleep.
The next morning Jim wakes alone to an empty bed, the sheets disturbed where his Mrs. Kirk once lay. Jim rubs his eyes with the heel of his palm, yawning as he stretches. He looks around the bedroom quickly before sneaking out one his PADDs. Nyota had strictly stated no work on their honeymoon but he had an itch he just had to scratch – he's the Captain of the Starship Enterprise for god sakes!
He quickly scrolls through it to his virtual inbox and sees he has a CLASSIFIED message from the admiral. Jim cocks an eyebrow in curiosity at what it could possibly be. Jim leans back, propped up against a sea of pillows as he opens the message.
It reads:
Dear Captain Kirk of the USS Enterprise NCC-1701,
We are sorry to disturb you during you honeymoon with Lieutenant Nyota Uhura however this is important classified information. The Class-M planet Amerind home world has been partially destroyed by an asteroid. Their defensive shield created by the Preservers has failed and their planet is now slowly dying. The few Native Americans who survived the hit will not survive for long. They have a year at the most and that is if they are lucky.
The USS Enterprise has been assigned the duty of saving this species and taking them to the vacation planet, Andevian II until we can find a better solution. We will give you a substantial amount of time before you will have to report back to your ship and prepare for departure. You have the time until Nyota gives birth and a month with your newborn before you must return to the USS Enterprise for this mission. Contact us in a week's time if you have any questions or concerns.
From,
Starfleet Command
Jim inhales deeply, rubbing his forehead in irritation. How am I gonna tell Nyota? I can't leave her just when our baby has been in the world for only a month. We're just getting our family started and I want to be a part of it. What am I gonna do? Jim thinks to himself, quickly shoving his PADD back into his luggage when he hears rumbling in the kitchen.
He lays back calmly as Nyota struts in with a seductive smile grazing her face. She cocks an eyebrow and leans against the doorframe, looking at him.
"What?" he asks, shrugging innocently.
"Nothing, I'm just looking at you."
"I cooked breakfast for you while you were sleeping. You must've been really exhausted last night. It's like ten thirty right now and you usually wake up at eight. But I just let you sleep."
Just to prove her point further he yawns and answers smartly, "well yeah, of course I'm gonna be exhausted. I was pounding you all day long. A man needs his rest."
Nyota laughs, crossing her arms over her chest and smiling at him. "Well anyway, I was a mad scientist in the kitchen. I could handle the heat, son, no; I was born in the damn heat. I was slavin' away over that hot stove whipping up waffles and pancakes, eggs and bacon, grits and sausage like a beast. And it gone taste goddamn good too, hm. Yeah that's just how we do in the South, son!"
Jim laughs at her gangsta lingo and shakes his head at her.
"The South? You were born in sunny California, dude!" Jim laughs again and Nyota rolls her eyes at his fact. "Whatever I still got Southern blood."
Nyota suddenly pushes herself off the doorframe and walks confidently over to her husband who's sitting on the bed with his legs open, naked against the sheets as he looks up at her questioningly.
He sees the dark and determined lust clouding her vision as her predatory stare locks onto him.
"Nyota…what are you doing?" he asks, suspicion and a hint of fear evident in his voice as she comes over to the bed and drops her white silk robe.
Jim's eyes follow the garment as it slips down her frame and to the ground, pooling at her feet. His eyes slowly rake up her smooth legs, memorizing the shapely curves of her hips and then continuing to her protruding stomach, swelling breasts, long neck and finally settling on the sparkling skin of her face. Her beautiful, big brown doe like eyes framed by thick black lashes and high cheekbones, luscious ebony hair flowing down her shoulders to stop at the small of her back.
Nyota saunters over to him, closing the distance between the two as she climbs over his legs, sitting on his lap facing him, her thighs next to his hips as Jim's hands reflexively grabs her hips.
Uhura inhales deeply and closes her eyes as she feels his hard erection pulsing against her wetness. Nyota wraps her arms around his neck and grinds down on him, hard.
This causes both of them to moan in utter delight as the sensations race across their senses and skin – enticing and exciting them even more. Jim kisses her gently as he rubs his hands up and down her smooth skin of her back.
Nyota breaks the kiss to rest her face against his cheek, whispering huskily, "now, do it now Jim." Jim nods, kissing her cheek and licking hotly down her neck as he lifts her a bit and slowly lets her slide down on his stiff cock. Uhura arches her back and cries out softly, squeezing her eyes shut tightly at the pleasure raging through her body, like ripples in a pond, starting at her vagina and expanding endlessly.
Nyota sucks in much needed cool air and holds it in as she stares deep into her husband's eyes and he lifts her up by her hips to slowly bring her down on him again in a sort of circular motion. She lets her breath stutter out of her when she suddenly gasps when he pulls her further onto him.
He kisses her, the kiss ending when he holds her up and slowly slides her onto him again, taking the time to pull her onto him again and again for a few moments before repeating the process of lowering her.
They slam their mouths together as a flame of passion burns between them. Jim takes her face in his large hands, Nyota's wrapping around his forearms as he lifts her up again and lowers her onto him, pulling his cock deeper into her walls and making her moan and whimper into his mouth.
Finally Nyota breaks their lips apart for air and pants with a sharp ear piercing cry at every motion of Jim's hips, angling his member inside her.
Nyota winces in pleasure as she arches her back, squeezing her eyes shut and crying out a surprising "Kirk!" as her muscles constrict around him, warm liquid shooting out to soak Jim's spasming manhood. Jim grabs her face and pulls her down for a smoldering kiss as he shoots off into her beaconing womb. They slump against each other and Nyota smiles, kissing him sweetly and swinging her leg over his, lying on top of his chest and nestling between his strong legs. "I like that position."
Jim laughs and kisses her cheek, shuffling a little to grab his sketch book and pencil. Nyota sits up to look at them strangely.
"Um, where did you get those and whose are they?" Jim laughs, flipping open to a clean page and motioning for her to find a comfortable posing position. "It's mine; I've had it for a while now."
Nyota shrugs and laughs before propping herself up against some pillows and leaning her head back, fixing her hair to where it spills a little over her shoulders and across the pillow's fabric. Jim falters when he looks up from his paper, taking in her absolute beauty. "Perfection." He murmurs more to himself than her, making Nyota flush at his true love of her.
"Now stay like that for a while and I'll sketch you. By the way I think you should know I don't color my pictures, I do everything in pencil, go over the thick outlines with black marker and then shade in everything with charcoal and more pencils – it's a process." Nyota laughs, her Adam's apple bobbing a little, her eyes crinkling at the corners and twinkling with the sun streaming over her body in rays of light.
Jim's face brightens as a pang of warmth stabs his heart – it's as if he can feel her joy just with a glance. "Stay like that! Keep laughing, okay, you look better smiling."
"Okay, but my cheeks are probably gonna start hurting. I hope you sketch fast." Jim laughs, cocking his head as he begins to sketch the outline of her body on the bed.
"You're lucky I do."
They talk and laugh as Jim quickly draws her, his pencil delicately working on her brown eyes and capturing the twinkle set upon them. He moves onto her nose and then other eye, then her plump lips and finally the lashes. He fills in the waves and natural curls of her hair, the shine he'll handle later. He lightly draws her nude breasts and glistening thighs, the curly brown hair of her sex.
Jim smirks at her nipples being erect; he shades where the sun glows on her skin, and where the shadows are the darkest. Finally when he has memorized the places where her hair shines he says Nyota can relax now, much to her own relief.
When Uhura crawls over to check his progress he hugs the pad to his chest and mockingly glares at her. "No peaking Miss. Nipples."
Nyota frowns and immediately crosses her arms, concealing her pointed nipples from his sight. "Shut up." She commands, making him laugh as he continues his 'process'.
Nyota flops back down onto the pillows, fishing for the remote and then turning on the TV to watch her favorite show, Say Yes to the Dress: Bridesmaids. She sighs in content as she settles down comfortably to watch it.
Jim shades in the darkness of her mouth, darkening the outline of her white teeth and nose before moving onto the black marker. He outlines everything and finally shades in the shadows of her face and body, leaving the sun streaks a brilliant white. Once he's done putting the finishing touches of her shining hair he brushes off the eraser marks he made and smiles at his work. "I'm done." He announces and hands it over to an eager Nyota.
She pauses her show and beams down at the picture in amazement. "Jim it's gorgeous, I look so…real. This is like a still life photo – I'd pay you to do this! Do I really look that pretty?" she asks shyly, looking up into his eyes. Jim answers her with a kiss, his thumb stroking her cheek soothingly, fingers digging into her hair.
He pulls away, whispering into her lips, "absolutely…" Nyota sits back and flips through the book. Her jaw drops at its contents. She looks up at him in a mixture of puzzlement and shock.
"How did you, why…these are all…pictures of me." She whispers the last three words as she stares at each one, intrigued.
Jim crawls over to her, looking at them over her shoulder as he wraps his arms around her growing belly. "I know I had a pretty intense crush on you at this time. Whenever I have something or someone stuck in my head I have to put it down on paper immediately. I was trying to memorize your face, the curve of your cheekbones, the arch of your brows, the plump shape of your lips, the deep compassion of your brown eyes, and the swish styles of your hair, every natural curl."
Nyota stops at a picture of her working in her uniform on the bridge, her profile shown as she works; "How did you get this one?"
Jim nods, tapping it with his finger as he remembers. "I took a picture of you while you worked and no one was around – then I drew you." Uhura shakes her head in question.
"What?" Jim asks.
"How come you never told me, showed me that you could do this, that you did this so well? Have you told anyone?"
Jim shakes his head no, scratching his head as he answers completely. "Well no, but I mean it's not the manliest thing to do. Drawing is kind of…feminine if you know what I mean. I trusted you enough I just – didn't think it was that important, you know?"
"I guess it's kinda my fault too. I should have known you were a drawer."
Jim cocks an eyebrow curiously, "how?"
Nyota takes his hand in hers, rubbing the back of his hand gently. "You have an artist's hand, a dent in the knuckles. Strong hands not from playing videogames but from sketching. You also have a knot on your middle finger from how you hold a pencil."
Jim kisses her hand and then captures her lips in another burning kiss. "Let's go eat your breakfast before it gets too cold." He whispers against her lips and she smiles, kissing him briefly on the lips before they walk out of the bedroom to the kitchen feast awaiting them.
They continue watching TV in the living room, sitting down at the dining table and digging in. As Jim feeds her a sausage dipped in syrup, drizzling 'accidentally' over her chin and neck, making her giggle, warming his heart.
They kiss and continue eating. Jim's eyes flicker down to her swelling stomach.
My baby is in there. And my wife is carrying it. How could I leave them for an Enterprise mission? I can't, I just can't that would be suicide to me. More importantly how am I going to tell her? Nyota's going to be so pissed, and she has a right to be. She'll call me a hypocrite for doing the same thing my mother did to me – leaving for the fun of Starfleet while my child needs me back on Earth. I have to take them with me…I don't have a choice…I finally have a family who loves me and then I'm torn between the people I love and the job I love.
I love you guys. I'll certainly have to call Admiral Pike about this and negotiate. Maybe they can come with me…and if they don't…I won't go at all. It will be goodbye Starfleet…
Jim jolts out of his thoughts, flashing an easy smile at Nyota across the table as she leans over and kisses him.
Jim runs his hands over her pregnant stomach, pulling away from the kiss and whispering I love you against her mouth. Nyota smiles and whispers it back, kissing him again.
If only she knew how much I meant it… Jim thinks.
TBC
A/N: Had to do some research for this chapter and the planet crisis. SO BE APPRECIATIVE OF MY EFFORTS AND THE KNOWLEDGE OF THIS CHAPTER! I WORKED HARD ON THIS B*TCH! SO, SO, SO sorry for late update – I can't really update any faster than I already am though. I try really hard. Okay, bye fans – please review!
