Chapter Five
The blaring of an alarm brought forth a flailing arm, searching until it found the source of the annoying noise and shut it off. Trip hauled himself out of the bunk and made his way to the bathroom.
Standing in front of the sink he looked down at Mr. Previously-Not- Interested. "Oh, now you're gonna come out and play," Trip grumbled, giving that usually raring to go part of his anatomy a disgusted look. "A little late t' change yer mind, I gotta meetin' with the Cap'n at 0800 ." Starting the shower he stood under the spray, trying to wake up and wondering if he'd ever be able to make love to Hoshi. Such thoughts were not helpful for starting the day on time, and Trip gradually decreased the temperature of the water trying to tame his libido.
"Good morning."
Turning, he saw Hoshi standing at the edge of the shower, her hair piled on her head, waiting to join him. "Mornin', sweetheart."
Coming into the stall, she scooted Trip over. Looking up at him, Hoshi caught a gleam in his eye. "What?"
"You look like some kinda centerfold with the water runnin' down you ." He lifted a hand and traced the coursing water between her breasts with a finger. Reluctantly he dropped his hand. He really couldn't be late for that meeting.
A blush stole over her cheeks. "Really?" Then a mischievous grin appeared on her face. Taking the sponge, she lathered it up with the soap, the squeezed it so the suds cascaded over her. She breathed deeply, pushing her chest out, and tried hard not to giggle. Attempting a little pout, Hoshi looked at Trip from under her lashes. He had a struck dumb expression on his face and actually licked his lips.
"Ah, Hosh, we don't really have th' time for this ."
"Yes we do." Facing the wall, Hoshi leaned forward, supporting herself with one hand. "I set the alarm forty-five minutes early." Glancing over her shoulder, she squeezed the last of the suds down her back, arching her spine so her bottom lifted slightly.
That was all Trip needed to hear. He grabbed onto her hips, eliciting a startled gasp from Hoshi as they came together. Trip groaned at the feel of her around him. Withdrawing only slightly, he turned her around and lifted her legs around his hips, backing her up to the wall for support. Hands and mouths were everywhere; it was fast and furious but they didn't care, the tension between them had been building for weeks and it needed a release. And if it turned out to be down and dirty, well then, that's the way it was going to be.
Harsh panting mixed with the spray of water was the only remaining sound once it was all over. Still holding her against him, Trip carried Hoshi into the cabin and laid her down on the bunk, trailing kisses over her face.
"It wasn't like I wanted it t' be for you, . not exactly romantic, up against the shower wall ."
"You'll just have to make up for it. We still have an extra half hour ."
The blaring of an alarm brought forth a flailing arm, searching until it found the source of the annoying noise and shut it off. Trip hauled himself out of the bunk and made his way to the bathroom.
Standing in front of the sink he looked down at Mr. Previously-Not- Interested. "Oh, now you're gonna come out and play," Trip grumbled, giving that usually raring to go part of his anatomy a disgusted look. "A little late t' change yer mind, I gotta meetin' with the Cap'n at 0800 ." Starting the shower he stood under the spray, trying to wake up and wondering if he'd ever be able to make love to Hoshi. Such thoughts were not helpful for starting the day on time, and Trip gradually decreased the temperature of the water trying to tame his libido.
"Good morning."
Turning, he saw Hoshi standing at the edge of the shower, her hair piled on her head, waiting to join him. "Mornin', sweetheart."
Coming into the stall, she scooted Trip over. Looking up at him, Hoshi caught a gleam in his eye. "What?"
"You look like some kinda centerfold with the water runnin' down you ." He lifted a hand and traced the coursing water between her breasts with a finger. Reluctantly he dropped his hand. He really couldn't be late for that meeting.
A blush stole over her cheeks. "Really?" Then a mischievous grin appeared on her face. Taking the sponge, she lathered it up with the soap, the squeezed it so the suds cascaded over her. She breathed deeply, pushing her chest out, and tried hard not to giggle. Attempting a little pout, Hoshi looked at Trip from under her lashes. He had a struck dumb expression on his face and actually licked his lips.
"Ah, Hosh, we don't really have th' time for this ."
"Yes we do." Facing the wall, Hoshi leaned forward, supporting herself with one hand. "I set the alarm forty-five minutes early." Glancing over her shoulder, she squeezed the last of the suds down her back, arching her spine so her bottom lifted slightly.
That was all Trip needed to hear. He grabbed onto her hips, eliciting a startled gasp from Hoshi as they came together. Trip groaned at the feel of her around him. Withdrawing only slightly, he turned her around and lifted her legs around his hips, backing her up to the wall for support. Hands and mouths were everywhere; it was fast and furious but they didn't care, the tension between them had been building for weeks and it needed a release. And if it turned out to be down and dirty, well then, that's the way it was going to be.
Harsh panting mixed with the spray of water was the only remaining sound once it was all over. Still holding her against him, Trip carried Hoshi into the cabin and laid her down on the bunk, trailing kisses over her face.
"It wasn't like I wanted it t' be for you, . not exactly romantic, up against the shower wall ."
"You'll just have to make up for it. We still have an extra half hour ."