And now the moment you've all been waiting for,

Warning: Slight NSFW ahead

(though hopefully not enough for me to have to change the rating on the whole fic.)

"So, Khan?" Leonard asked as they made their way down the empty downtown street.

Alice had insisted that she was quite alright to walk home, her excuse being that she didn't live that far away and there were plenty of patrols that made the area safe. "And I haven't had that much to drink," she had claimed, though every now and then, as they walked side by side, Alice would reach out to him to keep herself walking in a straight line. To be fair, however, Leonard wasn't quite sure how women managed to walk in heels when they were sober; and Alice wasn't sober, but she wasn't drunk either. Walking had just become a bit of a challenge for her.

"Yes?" she asked, the glacier blue of her eyes sparkling in the artificial light of the never sleeping city. The green and gold of her irises warmed her expression nearly as much as the smile that danced on her lips did.

Leonard found himself smiling as well. "Actually, that's my question," he said, hands slipping into his pockets. "Is that your mother's maiden name or something?"

Her smile softened as he unintentionally struck something that was much more serious than he intended. "I don't know," she shrugged.

Leonard frowned slightly. "How can you not know? Your last name isn't Pike for a reason."

Alice hesitated on one of her steps, and Leonard instantly regretted having asked the question. "That's because I was turning thirteen when he adopted me."

Fuck, Leonard sighed. "I'm—I'm sorry Alice, I didn't mean to—"

"You didn't know," Alice interrupted, giving him a reassuring smile before she stumbled, her ankle rolling at an awkward angle. "Shit!" she hissed, pitching to one side; but Leonard was there, quickly grabbing a hold of her, steadying her and preventing her from falling.

"Are you alright?" he asked with concern.

"Yeah," she sighed, frustrated. "Just these damn shoes." Alice placed a hand on Leonard's shoulder to steady herself as she angrily peeled the shoes off by the straps around her heels one after the other. Once she had torn them off her feet, she stalked over to the nearest public trash can.

"Hey, hey," Leonard cried out in surprise, wheeling around so that he was in front of her. "What the hell are you doing?"

"They're uncomfortable."

"So you're going to throw away a perfectly good pair of $200 shoes?"

Alice raised her eyebrows apprehensively at him. "What was it the Jim called me? Daddy's money?" she shrugged dismissively. "I can always buy another pair."

Leonard frowned at her. "I've got a better idea," he said, reaching for the shoes and taking ahold of them by the straps, "how about you let me carry them for you? That way you don't have to walk in them, and you aren't being wasteful in the process."

"Fine," she relented. "Wait, how do you know how much those shoes coast?"

"That's not important," he said with an insistent nod of the head.

"Oh, no," she smiled mischievously, continuing down the sidewalk towards her apartment, "I think it's very important."

Leonard rolled his eyes at her, but couldn't help but smile. "I had a wife with expensive tastes. Sometimes she'd drag me along when she went shopping," he offered.

"So you were the wallet?" Alice teased, eyeing him up and down. "I can understand why. You're quite a handsome wallet."

"Gee, thanks," he replied in flat sarcasm. "You make me feel so special."

"Are you sassing me, Doctor McCoy?" she accused playfully.

"Wouldn't dream of it, sweetheart."

Alice's laughter danced along the empty street, ricocheting off of nearby vehicles and empty buildings as she all but fell into him. Leonard's response was instinctual as he wrapped his arm around her, telling himself it was to keep her from tripping herself up when the truth was much more intimate.

"How much further do we have to go?"

He could feel her accusatory look boring into the side of his face, and it was difficult for him not to smile. "Are you complaining?"

"No, I'm wondering," Leonard argued back.

"Come on, Leon, exercise is good for you," she said with teasing enthusiasm. "Any doctor will tell you that."

"You know, you turn a little bit into Jim when you drink."

Alice quickly pulled away from, him spinning around and walking backward to face him with a look of shock written on her face as she gasped in mock offense. "You take that back!"

Leonard couldn't help but laugh. "What? It's true."

Alice turned up her nose in disgust, "I don't think I've ever been insulted so cruelly in my life." But she looked at him from the corner of her eye, and a smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

"It's what I'm good at," Leonard chuckled, sidling up to her once more.

"What? Horrible flirting and terrible bedside manner?" The mischief that glowed in her eyes was intoxicating.

"Mhm," he hummed. "I used to give lectures. People would seek me out from all over the world to learn from me."

Leonard didn't have to wait very long for the laughter he would do anything to hear trickle from her lips. It was like a spell, he always wanted to hear her laugh or see her smile as often as he could. It was a desire that had grown from when he first met her, and it was something he didn't mind near as much as before. With Alice, it was easy for him to forget the darkness in his past, mainly because it was so easy to be caught in her light.

As they approached a cluster of similar style buildings that had thin, single door entrances with the only difference being the brick color, Alice began to slow her pace and led him to the one that had the light gray exterior. Leonard eyed the structure up and down. It had to have at least three stories to it.

"I thought you said you lived in an apartment."

"This is my apartment," she said, climbing a couple of the steps before turning back to face him.

"No," Leonard said playfully. "This is a house."

Alice rolled her eyes at him, but he had gotten her to smirk. "It's a townhouse that I rent; ergo, apartment."

"And here I am living in a dorm while you have your own private entrance and an apartment that could be considered a house," he grumbled, though the smile remained.

"It pays to be a daughter of Starfleet," she teased him.

Leonard chuckled softly, ducking his head before looking up at her. Alice's blue eyes, infected with green and gold, were so intense, sparkling with a mirth that drew him in. Before he even had time to register what he was doing, he had made it to the stairs that led to the door of her apartment, ascending the first one. Alice was still a bit taller than him, and he had to look up at her, but the flush in her cheeks from the alcohol and that subtly revealing dress she had worn made her look absolutely radiant.

"I guess this is the part where I take my leave," Leonard said softly.

"I guess so," Alice breathed, her voice musical. "I had a really good time tonight, Leon."

"I did too."

There was a moment of hesitation. Leonard didn't make a move to leave and walk back to his dorm, and Alice didn't turn to enter her apartment.

It was Leonard who finally moved, though, realizing how foolish he was being. "Have a good night, Alice," he said, a forced smile. After tonight, the last thing he wanted to do was leave her side. She was addicting, her personality, her smile, her laugh. The way she looked at him… He only hoped that he made her feel as special as she made him feel.

"Leon," she interrupted him, stopping him from backing down the steps. When he looked at her expectantly, those chaotic eyes dodging his for a moment as she lost some of her conviction. "I could use something to control," she added, her voice small as she finally looked back at him.

Leonard nodded, taking a step closer to her. Alice was now as tall as he was, one step above him, and her eyes were level with his. "I am yours to control," he said gruffly, sincerely.

"Kiss me?"

The command was more a question as Alice looked at him with her piercing eyes that danced between his lips and his own eyes. There was uncertainty in the depths of her blue, but the green danced with passion and the gold flecks sparked in flirtation.

Leonard's mind raced, though not quite as quickly as his heart did. It was unexpected, but not entirely. Their conversation and behavior towards one another had been steering the night towards this moment, but it still caught him off guard. He had always told himself that he wasn't interested in another relationship, he didn't want to get involved with anyone. But as his eyes caught the slight tug of her lips as Alice waited for something, he realized that he did want this. This was exactly where he wanted to be.

"Of course," he breathed, bringing his hand up, lightly tracing her cheek before pulling her closer to him.

The feeling of her skin was electric, and the tenderness of her lips was refreshing as they met his own. As the kiss deepened, Leonard felt one of Alice's hands gently caress the back of his neck, the other bracing herself gently on his chest. All of time was lost to him as he focused on nothing but the feeling her skin in his hands and the warmth of her lips.

Leonard's hand snaked across her back, the feeling of her skin intoxicating against his own. He drank up the passion of Alice's lips, completely lost in the bliss of the moment. It was only when Alice pulled away, severing the kiss, that reality was able to assert itself once more.

Fear beget worry about having gone too far when he felt her pull away from him, but when Leonard opened his eyes and met her own, the chaos of her eyes radiated only teasing lust as she bit her lip seductively, the corners of her mouth turned upwards slightly into a devilish smirk. Alice's fingers laced themselves into the front of his jacket, tugging him along as she backed up the rest of the steps, only pausing a moment to unlock the door by placing her free hand on the biometric scanner.

As soon as the door had closed behind him, Leonard was once more pulling Alice closer to him, one hand finding her waist while the other intertwined carelessly into her silky ebony hair. His lips crashed deliberately against hers, his behavior fueled only by an intense desire that had otherwise been unknown to him. The soft, teasing laughter that escaped her and wisped around them only served to urge him on as Alice continued to back away from him, leading him further into her apartment, a hand locked around his neck to prevent him from falling too far behind.

Their tongues collided as often as their lips did as Leonard devoured her willing passion, drinking it in for as long as she would let him. Every now and then a sharp piercing prick would set his lips or tongue ablaze as she softly nipped at him, her mischievous ways serving to increase the heat between them exponentially.

They continued through the apartment blindly, Alice leading Leonard to some destination he didn't care about because the journey was so much more fun. Their lips pressing together in a flurry of both tender and fierce kisses, soft biting enraging the other into a fury of desire as their hands roamed across one another, experienced yet teasing as the tugged and pressed against the other's body, attempting to get as closely together as they possibly could. It was only when Leonard went to slide the straps off of Alice's shoulders that things came to a halt.

The fear of going too fast or too far sent Leonard's heart skipping once more, but Alice was still wearing that damn smile, so suggestive and unraveling, as she softly shook her head before giggling playfully.

Alice's hands traced along the edges of Leonard's collar, pressing against his chest as she made her way to the buttons. Her movements were agonizingly slow and infuriatingly seductive as she unbuttoned his jacket, pushing it off of his shoulders while grinding against him, making him grow harder with each gentle caress of her body against his. It took all of Leonard's self-control to remain still and allow her to continue to work off the rest of his clothes. When she had removed his vest in a similar fashion and moved on to his tie, however, he couldn't stop himself from placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. It was such a compassionate move, not one of lust, and they continued as he wrapped his arms around her, tracing the outside of her face with the compassionate kisses. Leonard continued more fervently when he heard her laugh against him, still fumbling to undo his tie. He had made it to her neck, biting more than anything once his lips had made it there when Alice finally threw his tie to the side and pulled away slightly.

There was nothing but mischief gleaming flirtatiously in her eyes as she looked him up and down. "Unbutton your shirt," Alice ordered him softly, a sweet smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"Of course," Leonard growled gently.

His movements were rough and hasty as he quickly undid his shirt, silently cursing whoever thought so many buttons were necessary for fashion. He was so focused on getting out of his clothing quickly that Alice's hands startled him, and he let out an involuntary gasp.

Determined fingers wrapped around the waist of his pants pulling him closer as she pressed intentionally into him walking her fingers to his belt. "Is something wrong, Leon?" she breathed, her voice knowingly teasing him.

"Not at all," he moaned gruffly as her fingers wandered, pressing against him so obvious and infuriatingly devious in their intent as she traced gently around how hard he was while she moved on from his belt and began to pull at the button and zipper of his pants. Damn this shirt! he growled before finally tearing it off, lunging towards her and grabbing her by the waist as he pushed her back against the wall.

The force of the movement caused a soft thud. Leonard quickly pulled away. He hadn't meant to be so rough with her.

Leonard leaned back slightly, taking in her beauty a moment, doubting himself and what was happening in this moment. But Alice simply smiled at him, despite the slight frown she wore in her confusion.

"Are you sure?" he asked breathlessly, still holding her against the wall. With the way he was pressed against her, erect and pulsing against her body, he had no doubt in his mind that she knew this was exactly what he wanted. "Is this what you want."

The lustful mischief that had gleamed in her eyes transformed into pure kindness and admiration as she looked at him, wrapping her hands around the back of his neck. "This is exactly where I want to be," Alice purred softly, her eyes searching his own, looking for any sign that she doubted her words.

Leonard captured her lips in a passionate kiss, one that was honest in its emotion and not one born of desire and the heat of the moment. And while his attention was devoted solely to Alice, it didn't escape his notice that although he had been stumbling after her, she had led him to her bedroom. His kisses became fiercer as he moved his arms away from her, keeping her pinned to the wall only by his hips thrust against hers, hard, as he tore off his undershirt.

He was by no means well defined, or toned; he was a doctor after all, not some over exuberant athlete. But when he felt Alice's hands dragging across his chest, her nails taking slight purchase in his skin gently, as she trailed down to his abdomen, holding him by his ribs and waist; in that moment, Leonard felt like he could have been strongest man in the world her touch was so forgiving, kind, and caring.

It was Leonard's turn to take the lead, taking Alice by her hands and pulling her off the wall, making her follow him as he closed the last bit of distance between them and the bed. Alice followed him quietly, the soft moans, gasps, and laughter silenced with a small smile on her face, only stopping when he did at the edge of the bed.

With steady hands and soft movements, Leonard traced up the length of Alice's arms, stopping at her shoulders where he massaged off the straps of the dress, letting the royal blue cascade off of her in a silk waterfall.

Alice's ivory skin was as magnificent and flawless as it had felt to the touch. As much as he wanted to continue forward, Leonard couldn't stop himself from simply taking her in, mesmerized by her beauty. Never in his dreams did he think he would have a woman as beautiful as her desire him again as she did now.

As Alice closed the distance, her skin pressing against his own, surges of pleasure from the electricity she conducted sent through him made him breathless.

"I could use something to control," she breathed against him, her lips pressed against his chest, Leonard could feel her smiling against his skin.

"I am yours," he swallowed, "to control."

"Kiss me."

"Of course."

The soft chiming of an alarm was the first thing that Leonard's groggy senses recognized as he woke up from an unbelievably peaceful sleep. The second thing he realized was that he was in a bed far comfier than the one he had been forced to sleep on for the past month or so. After that followed the realization that he was not in his bed, nor in his dorm room, nor in his clothes. It was only as he propped himself up on the bed that he remembered the night before.

A knot formed in the pit of his stomach.

What had been exquisite pleasure and extreme bliss the night before now turned to quiet dread. I slept with her, he thought regretfully, as if thinking it out loud would somehow make the situation not nearly as bad as it seemed.

While he didn't regret what he did, unless she did, Leonard had made this mistake often back during his first college experience. Whatever he and Alice had been before last night, it was irreversibly changed by an act of desire he had foolishly given into. And in his experience, it was going to be changed for the worse as it had every time back during med school. Even the one time it had turned into something good, it had eventually turned repulsively sour. Hence the reason he was even at the academy.

Leonard frowned slightly as his gaze turned to the foot of the bed. There, neatly folded, were his clothes. It was very…considerate of her. Usually after nights like this he would be forced to retrace his steps throughout the house, or apartment, to find every article.

The tile floor was bitingly cold on his feet as he finally rose, quickly donning his clothes, though he didn't even attempt to bother himself with the buttons of his shirt as he exited the bedroom, finding his jacket and vest hung across the back of one of the stools around her kitchen island. The faint aroma of coffee wafted around him when he finally spotted her.

Alice was sitting at a high top dining table, her PADD in one hand and a piece of toast in the other as she scrolled through some article or story. On the wall across from her, a news channel was on, the words of the anchors quiet as she seemingly ignored it. When Leonard entered the room, though, she turned her head slightly, those intense eyes of hers catching him off guard, the glacier blue freezing him to the spot. A small smile pulled at the soft lips he had spent most of last night memorizing with his tongue.

"Morning," she hummed musically, returning her gaze back to her PADD.

Leonard groaned, massaging the back of his neck. "What time is it?"

"5:30. I thought you might want time to make it back to your dorm and shower."

"I would have preferred to just stay in your bed all day," he teased quietly, feeling out the situation. It could go one of two ways: bad to awkward good, or good to bad—in his experience.

"A shame we have classes," she responded in kind, the smile on her lips growing slightly. She set her toast on the plate in front of her, switching it out for her mug, taking a sip of her coffee. "The cups are in the cupboard beside the hood," she said dismissively, "if you'd like some coffee."

"I should probably head out," Leonard said, pressing to see how she would respond. It was like a dance of forced conversation as they both tried to figure out what last night meant to the other. So far, Leonard had learned nothing from her and imagined that Alice was in a similar situation when it came to him.

Alice looked back over at him, eyebrows raised, lips pulled into a smirk. "Are telling me you're going to pass on a good cup of coffee for the stuff they serve on campus?"

Leonard frowned playfully, "You're right," he said. "Thank you."

He took a seat beside her at the table after he poured himself a cup. As he did so, Alice pushed her plate towards him. There were several pieces of toast, cut into fourths, piled onto it. Leonard grabbed one nodding his thanks, an awkward silence settled over them as he munched on his toast and sipped his coffee.

"I've never done this before," Alice said, breaking the silence. "I mean, I've done the whole after a one night stand awkward affair before," her eyes met his own, "but never with someone I care about—a friend."

Leonard noticed the slip but didn't pursue it. "Neither have I," he admitted truthfully.

She set her PADD down on the table. "Where do we go from here?"

"I'm not sure."

Alice nodded thoughtfully. "If Jim ever finds out, it will be the end for both of us."

"Under no circumstance can Jim ever find out," Leonard said forcefully.

Her smile grew, amusement flickering in the gold of her eyes. "At least we have one part of this figured out."

Leonard chuckled softly, his own smile playing on his lips. When he quieted down, he placed a hand over hers, slender fingers tickling the palm of his hand softly. "Whatever comes next, I enjoyed last night far too much for it to be just a one-time thing."

Alice's eyes flickered to their hands a moment before returning his gaze. "Agreed," she breathed.

In his experience, something like this never happened. There wasn't a good outcome. But as his hand lingered on top of her own, Leonard found himself willing to believe that the impossible might just be possible in this case. Even more unusual than that was that he felt himself faintly hoping that it was possible for them to have impossible.

"You should probably head out," Alice said softly, her voice sounding unwilling in having to say it. "If you're lucky, your roommate might still be asleep when you get there."

"You're right," he admitted, feeling that same sense of unwillingness. "I'll see you at breakfast?"

A smile accompanied her soft chuckling. "Of course."

Leonard felt himself mirroring her smile with one of his own as he rose from his chair, though he hesitated a moment before wrapping an arm around the front of her stomach his hand resting on her hip as he leaned down and planted a farewell kiss on her forehead.

It was something that one would do with a partner they had been with for years, but in that moment, it felt right. It felt natural.

~~.O.~~

Now, I am sorry if it wasn't NSFW enough for you guys, but I really don't want this to be a mature rated fic. Plus, I'm not one to write porn really. I like to keep the relationships light and fun and teasing, not hardcore sex.

Anyways, what do you think? You have all been so patient with me posting chapters, I thought a little bit of reward was necessary.

Next chapter I will definitely be introducing more plot, though. As much as we all love fluff, a fic. it does not make.

Thank you all for reading, I hope you enjoyed it!