Author Note
I ended up writing and removing parts of this chapter while rewriting others because I had trouble figuring out what the characters would say. The finished result isn't very good, but I don't want to get stuck here so I posted this. Hopefully, I will do better with the next chapter.
As for the reviews, I'll respond to those once more of the story had been posted.
Doomed Gothic
Part 3
Mars. Stranger Things Universe.
Looking around I would have admitted if ever asked that the drones had done a good job in putting together a base with such ease here on this lifeless planet. Hidden in a deep valley the machines were constructing many buildings that I could see from the outpost's command centre. VEGA was overseeing the work directly and letting me know what it was he had the drones buildings.
"The warehouses will contain the raw materials mined by the drones," said the AI "The metals can be purified at the refinery".
Once purified and moulded into bars the metals would be stored in other warehouses until they were required. The resources would be fed to the fabricators to produce all sorts of goods, but they wouldn't be enough on their own. Plastic would need to be acquired in great amounts, so it was good that it could be brought cheaply by me while I visited some version of Earth and then transported here via portals.
"You got all of this done very quickly" I commented.
No that surprising considering that drones don't take breaks, they never stop working unless there is nothing for them to do or they need maintenance. They don't care about worker safety or wages. When under the direct control of VEGA they also work efficiently, wasting no time or energy.
"UAC buildings are designed to be constructed as easily as possible," the AI said.
The buildings were not at all attractive to look at. They were good examples of function over form. Not that anything on this planet looked at all attractive and the construction needed to be sturdy so as to withstand all the sandstorms.
Since VEGA needed me to be here to link him to this base's computer systems via my armour as such when I wasn't around the drones wouldn't be doing much. When I was here they would be working to ensure that I had everything I needed from food to warmachines. One day this base would even produce shuttles that could take me all over a solar system, but that would take a lot of time.
Thankfully I could use a portal to come here whenever I had some free time, and I could at least bring some reading material with me.
"It's boring here" complained Jane.
I didn't blame her for getting fed up due to a lack of things to do around here. The base wasn't made for human habitation, it was mostly automated, with VEGA only needing to oversee the more complex operations.
"You don't have to stay here" I pointed out "You can go back to the fortress".
It was a shame that I couldn't simply leave my armour here, but it wasn't designed to operate without someone wearing it.
"You told me we'd visit some new places" reminded Jane.
I had been meaning to fire up the fold-space drive and venture out to some new universes. Perhaps it was time to go and see what was out there.
"We'll go soon" I promised "I want to explore as well".
I was itching to do some more fighting. Taking on the dark forces of The Upside Down had given me a taste for combat and I knew that the multiverse was full of things that needed shooting. We might bite off more than we could chew by running into something too dangerous for us to handle, but there was always some risk in any venture.
Since the base was coming along nicely as soon as we got back to the fortress I was going to fire up the drive.
The USS Enterprise-D. The Sol System.
Captain's Log
The Enterprise has been recalled to Earth's solar system due to an unexpected first contact situation with beings who claim to be from another universe. A strange station has appeared within the very heart of the Federation and due to our experience with unknown alien life forms Starfleet wishes for the crew of the Enterprise to investigate these supposedly extra-dimensional visitors. Only time will tell if they prove to be friendly or not.
If they are truly from another universe then this will be a chance to expand our knowledge of existences far beyond what we could learn about by exploring our own galaxy. I'm eager to meet these visitors and I hope that we will be given the chance to find out more about them.
Dropping out of warp the USS Enterprise-D, the flagship of the Starfleet, engaged its impulse engines and moved slowly towards what looked like some sort of fortress that had been built into the rock of a massive asteroid. Despite it having simply appeared within the solar system without warning the images seen in the reports made it look more like a space station than any sort of spacecraft.
While the sensors detected that the fortress had no external weapons of any kind there was a shield around the station that was preventing them from getting a detailed scan of the inside of the fortress. Even with its lack of weapons, the captain felt that this installation had a military function.
"Let's take a look," said Riker, the second in command "Put it on the viewscreen".
The design made Picard wonder if someone had tried to build a castle in space, and that made the lack of defences beyond a simple shield somewhat odd. Jean-Luc wondered if the builders of this station had meant for it to have other defences, perhaps ships acting as escorts or smaller stations.
"Our scans detect no armaments" confirmed Lt Worf "The shield protecting this fortress would not withstand our weapons".
Given that the station had no means of propulsion Picard couldn't see how it could be a threat to anyone, yet it appeared without warning within the system using unknown technology. Caution would be wise, but the veteran captain wasn't going to assume that the people within the space fortress were hostile.
"Mr Data can you tell what sort of power source this facility is using?" enquired Jean-Luc Picard.
The android had already analysed some of the readings that he had been able to gather since they had started scanning.
"Their main power source appears to be some sort of fission reactor" reported the officer "I am also detecting another energy source of unknown origins".
While a fission reactor would be able to power a station of this size easily enough the amount of energy required to move between universes was vast, far more than the station should be able to generate. They must have a separate means of gaining the energy required for such a trip.
"The symbols decorating the station match nothing in our database" informed Data "And I am having trouble scanning them".
'How could mere decorations interfere with our sensors?' Picard wondered.
"Someone likes their privacy" commented Riker.
Picard turned to Trio his half-Betazed councillor who had mental abilities beyond that of any human.
"Can you detect anything Deanna?" he asked.
The empath seemed to struggle to answer the question.
"I think the station is at least partly shielded against telepathic scans," she told the superior officer "I can detect concern and caution from a mind that is protected. I don't think that even a full Betazed would be able to tell you more. The other mind is.."
The woman paused to collect herself.
"Captain, there is a psychic presence on that station," Deanna told Picard "She was able to sense me trying to sense her. She, I'm sure it is a female presence, retreated when I reached out. There was no hostility, only a little fear".
Jean-Luc found this interesting and he was glad to hear that the people within that space fortress weren't feeling hostile towards the Enterprise and its crew. They might not have anything that Worf recognised as weapons, but they might have some form of exotic technology that could threaten the ship.
"I think they might be humans," said Deanna Troi.
She didn't sound totally sure about that.
"I can confirm that the shield is strong enough to prevent anyone from beaming onboard" Mr Wolf when he felt it was time to provide that information "However, there is an airlock. We could take a shuttlecraft over, the shield is semi-permeable like those we use in the shuttle bay".
That was part of Picard's plan.
"For now I just want to talk to them," said the captain "Starfleet's earlier efforts were promising. Our job is to turn this into a proper first contact. Since the station is no threat to us there's no sense in keeping too far back. Let's move a little closer and open up a channel. Starfleet was able to do without any problems".
The briefing material had made that much clear.
"They do have the capability to use subspace communications" informed Data.
Picard's orders were carried out and soon they were speaking with someone on the station.
"Greetings," said a voice that was computer generated while also managing to sound friendly "I am VEGA, the artificial intelligence that oversees this Night Sentinel Installation".
Picard gestured to mute the audio-only channel.
"An artificial intelligence," said Jean-Luc "That would explain how only two people could run the entire station. The AI is managing this fortress".
Picard wondered if something bad had happened to the rest of the people who had been stationed at this Night Sentinel facility. It might be that they'd fled from some hostile force.
"I've never heard of any group known as Night Sentinels," Riker told everyone "What do you think the name means?".
Picard thought that it sounded like a group dedicated to protecting something.
"Sentinel, a soldier or guard whose job is to stand and keep watch" provided Data.
They needed more information and so the channel was unmuted.
"Greeting VEGA. May I ask who are the Night Sentinels?", Picard questioned.
It seemed like a good place to start gathering more information.
"The Night Sentinels were formed by the first King of the Argenta, Ormero the Father" answered VEGA "They became the guardians of the Wraiths, and acted as both their holy servants and a bridle for their awesome power, while the priests of the Order Deag would oversee the veneration and worship of the creatures. In addition, the Night Sentinels served as the royal guard of the King and swore fealty directly to him".
Very little of that meant anything to the crew of the Enterprise.
"And what purpose do the Night Sentinels serve now?" Picard asked.
To the captain, it sounded as if the purpose of the group had changed over time.
"They fought on the frontlines of the invasion by the forces of Hell at Taras Nabad, and proved instrumental in keeping the demonic hordes at bay," VEGA told them "When the time came to take the fight to the enemy, the Night Sentinels took their campaign to the very shores of Hell itself".
That answer didn't sit well with anyone on the bridge.
"The Sentinels all but destroyed when they were betrayed" VEGA was now "The Sentinal I work with wishes to protect mortal life from the hostile extra-dimensional entities known as demons and others who would prey upon the innocent".
Picard again muted the channel.
"Hell, demons?" Riker asked, "Is there something wrong with the translation?".
Not as far as anyone could tell.
"While those are outdated terms for us, they clearly have meaning for these Night Sentinals," said Deanna Troi.
She couldn't detect anything from the AI any more than she could from Data so she wasn't able to provide any insight.
"The terms hell and demons may have a different context for them" supplied the android.
Picard nodded as he realised that Data could be right. They would have to gain access to some historical records and find out the truth.
"Myths aside, I think we've learned something important," said the Captain "It sounds as if the people on that station are cut off from any support by their people. I don't think they are hostile to us".
Worf didn't agree.
"They may be the vanguard of an invasion fleet" he warned.
Picard didn't think so, but he wouldn't be foolish enough to dismiss the possibility, they still needed to learn more.
"Let's start with an exchange of information" decided the captain "Mr Data send VEGA a copy of our history and any general information they request. Then request that they return the favour. We'll let this Night Sentinel think things over once he's had a chance to get to know a little about us".
If this Night Sentinel was alone then on a station that couldn't threaten them then there was no rush to handle this situation. The crew of the Enterprise could wait and once knowledge began to be exchanged it should lead to face-to-face contact with this Night Sentinel who Picard felt would be an interesting character to meet.
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The Fortress of Doom. Federation Space.
"They have left the station" VEGA informed me.
I was standing in the command centre as I looked out at the starship Enterprise that I could see out of the viewport. I watched as the shuttlecraft that the away team had used to board the station, that could move through the shield that kept that air in, made its way back towards the Galaxy-class starship. The small vessel soon became too small for me to track visually
This last week or so had been a wild ride. After leaving the Stranger Things universe we'd visited a few realities that contained nothing of interest and then my Fortress of Doom appeared in the asteroid belt of yet another version of the Sol System that very much contained things of interest.
This time I was not a few decades in the past, rather I'd arrived centuries in the future, as time is not a consent across the multiverse so while my location wouldn't change when I moved between universes the date would be different.
I assumed that this held true in the universes I'd been to where Earth was devoid of human life for some reason. Something might have wiped out humanity long ago or it just never evolved on that version of Earth for some reason. I'd decided to move on from that universe rather quickly due to a lack of anything to interact with.
Then we'd arrived at what looked to be the main timeline of the Star Trek show and it was a good thing that not much happened during the first week, while Starfleet gathered its experts and kept everyone away from the station, at least they'd been willing to send over food and medical supplies the first time they'd dock a shuttle here.
The Starfleet officers had dropped off those supplies and then left. The Admirals that made up Starfleet Command had decided to bring in the experts to make proper first contact. Apparently, the civilian authorities weren't getting involved yet.
Staying in this dimension for a while seemed appealing, but there was an issue with that. Starfleet already knew that the station's drive could fold space, a technology that transported the station to another universe and in theory could move the station to any part of the universe that you knew was safe to transport to.
The Federation might not abuse that technology and use it to attack their enemies, however, those foes wouldn't believe that and would try to either destroy the technology or claim it for themselves. I figured that staying for more than another week would be risky and even then I needed to be on my guard in case Section 31 or their counterparts in one of the alien empires made a move.
I would have to leave and hope to find a solar system with less advanced inhabitants during my next jump. Yet my time here would not be wasted. There was a good chance that I could trade for some advanced tech while I was here and acquire some more valuable supplies.
If nothing else it had been charming to me some of the Enterprises Senior officers. I'd been told that one should never meet their heroes, and so I was grateful that none of the Starfleet Officers had proven to be disappointments.
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The USS Enterprise-D. Federation Space.
As the senior officers made their way into the briefing room Captain Picard was pleased to see that everyone had made it back unharmed. He was very eager to read the written reports, for now, he would have to be satisfied with what he would learn during this important meeting.
"To being with Mr Worf do you think these visitors are any threat?" asked Picard.
Jean-Luc doubted it, still, it was best to be sure, and his tactical officer would have taken note of any dangers.
"The Fortress is not a threat to the Federation," said the proud Klingon warrior "The station has minimal shields, no large-scale weapons, and only a few drones for security purposes. The Night Sentinel himself is a warrior, but his weapons are primitive. The only other person on board the station aside from the Sentinel and the AI was a child".
Had Worf been aware of the portal technology that would allow the Sentinal to appear in many places without warning he would have been concerned, to say the least.
"I would suggest sending at least one security officer along with each away team" advised the tactical officer "The Sentinel came from a warrior culture and will not be offended by our caution".
After agreeing to this, Picard turned his attention to Doctor Beverly Crusher.
"The Night Sentinel, whose true name I wasn't able to find out, didn't allow me to scan him" reported the chief medical officer "He did allow me to examine his adopted daughter who was apparently taken by a government group as a baby to be studied. Jane's mental health was analysed by Deanna while I focused on her physical health".
Troi would discuss her findings later in the meeting.
"Despite her mistreatment, Jane is in good health and human aside from a pair of chromosomes that we recently added to her genetic makeup".
Crusher went on to explain something called Chromosome 24.
"Humans normally have 23 pairs of chromosomes, Jane, and the Night Sentinel himself I think it's safe to assume, have 24," said the doctor "According to VEGA while this artificial chromosome was created as a means of conquering disease it also enables those possessing the extra pair of chromosomes to divide cells 50 times faster than normal, enabling for rapid regeneration of damaged tissue. VEGA even claimed that it gifts those who have it with superhuman feats of strength, improved reactions as well as enabling them to become superhumanly fit and making them superhumanly intelligent".
They'd all studied history and so knew about the augments who had caused the third world war. Such genetic engineering had caused major problems for other races as well and the genetic engineering of humans was illegal in Federation space.
"Since they aren't Federation citizens or even from this universe we can't judge them as being dangerous simply because they are augments" declared Picard "That said, I think it would be wise to make sure that we have security on alert should the Night Sentinel come on board the Enterprise. We know first-hand how dangerous a genetically enhanced soldier can be".
He'd been referring to Roga Danar an Angosian soldier who had been augmented along with others of his race and then imprisoned once the planet's government no longer had a use for its super soldiers.
What Crusher didn't say, and what she intended to leave out of her reports as it was mere speculation, was that C24 might enhance other factors. Perhaps it was a simple matter of pheromones, or maybe it was something else, what she did know for sure was that the Sentinel was a man she found to be very attractive. He was very different from the human men of this time, there was something powerful about him.
"I got the chance to scan an arm which the Sentinel claimed came from a hostile extra-dimensional creature known as a Demogorgon," informed Crusher.
Data provided what information he could.
"In Greek mythology, a Demogorgon is a demon associated with the underworld," the android supplied.
Another reference to hell and its denizens. None of the crew liked that.
"It was a vaguely humanoid limb," said Crusher. "I'll have to go over my findings, in detail, but I can tell you that it was unlike anything I've seen before and I wouldn't want to run into the creature that the arm was attached to".
This could be evidence that supported the claims of their being hostile creatures from realities that were dangerous to humans.
"Councillor Troi," said Picard "What are your findings?".
Like the doctor, the half-Betazed didn't tell anyone that she felt attracted to the Sentinel. The fact that she could read so little from him intrigued her. Most people she meet were easy for her to understand.
"Jane is impressively sound of mind considering all she's been through," said Deanna "However, she is rather closed off and could have difficulty living in any society. I would like to talk with her further and see if I can get her to open up".
Picard saw no issue with that even if he had little interest in children as a rule.
"Jane trusts her adoptive father, who she called Uncle Flynn for some reason," Troi told everyone.
It made no sense to her since the Sentinel had told her that it wasn't his name.
"Flynn Peter Taggart is the name given to one of the false identities created by VEGA" explained Lt-Commander Data who had access to more information than the others "Before arriving in our universe the Sentinel Station visited a version of the solar system in the year 1983. The identity was required so that the Sentinel could visit that Earth and acquire supplies".
Picard remembered something from the reports he'd gotten from Starfleet Command.
"Admiral Paris mentioned that the Night Sentinel requested supplies," said the most senior officer in the room "I assume that they don't have food replicators?".
Again it was Data who answered the question.
"The station has fabrication capabilities for the production of spare parts and some of their technology," informed the android "Drones deployed by VEGA can gather water and raw materials from across the system, but they can not create food, clothing or medical supplies".
Upon hearing that, Jean-Luc saw the chance to make further headway. He could gift the Sentinel a simple replicator to take care of their basic needs. He would need to clear that with his superiors since the Federation didn't just go about handing over their technology. He didn't foresee it being much of an issue since the gift would be used to help these visitors survive.
"Mr Data, what can you tell about their technology" Picard wished to know.
As it turned out the android had been able to gather quite a bit of information.
"The Sentinel Station makes use of three types of technology from three different groups," Data replied, "That of a race called the Maykrs, another known as the Argenta, and a human organisation called the UAC".
He soon went into more detail.
"I was granted limited access to information on the fortress's origin. The station is built around a core of technology provided by The Maykrs, an advanced race from a world called Urdak. They are a hive-mind race, led by a leader called the Khan Maykr" Data told everyone "The Maykr species is believed to be ancient, and they generally consider themselves to be gods. Maykr technology is complex, sophisticated and generally very refined, they have the means to travel to other dimensions".
He had more to say.
"The Fortress is not technically a spaceship as it has no conventional engines; instead, it uses an unknown form of space-folding technology to reposition itself" explained the android "If we could acquire this technology, not only could it be used to reach other universes, stations and starships could be sent to anywhere in the known galaxy in short order".
Such technology could allow for endless exploration if used carefully.
"I got a quick look at the Maykr fold-space drive," Geordi Laforge told everyone "It could take decades to back engineer the technology even if we were granted the specifications. The energy requirements are staggering and somehow the fortress taps into some layer of subspace, or something similar, to provide that energy".
That technology could be very dangerous if it fell into the wrong hands.
"I want to keep that information classified for the time being," said Picard "If word spread of this space-folding drive then factions from all over the quadrant will try to acquire it".
Data carried on with the briefing.
"As for the Argenta, their architecture mirrors Earth's Gothic period rather heavily, but with a level of scale and sophistication only possible with much more advanced technology," said the android "The Argenta have access to massive warmachines and space travel, therefore they might possess knowledge of interest to us. The fortress mostly makes use of Argenta technology and I will be able to provide more information once I have completed my analysis".
He wasn't finished yet.
"The UAC technology was created by a 22nd Century company and is primitive compared to our own" Data explained, "I would suggest focusing on Mayker and Argenta technology if an exchange is possible".
Picard looked over at Riker.
"You've been rather quiet, Number One," said Jean-Luc "Did something happen while you were over on the station".
Riker took a moment to think about what he wanted to say.
"VEGA, the fortress's AI granted me limited access to what he called the codex," said Riker "It gave brief overviews of some of the technology, history and races involved in the conflict with the creatures they call demons, and what I found about the demons if true is troubling".
Picard noted how disturbed his second officer seemed.
"Unless they fabricated it all then the Night Sentinels went to war with a realm that deserves to be called Hell," said the experienced Starfleet Officer "The creatures known as demons, are predators, they will slaughter civilians without mercy, they don't accept surrenders and few of them even bother to use what we would consider weapons. They will rip people apart with their claws if they can".
No one interrupted the human as he spoke.
"Hell consumes entire worlds and any life the demons encounter they destroy," Riker reported "They don't have star ships, instead they have gateways or portals of some kind that led from hell to other worlds. If they come here the demons will attack without hesitation, we should inform Starfleet Command and if the information proves to be real I would suggest that a group be formed to see if any preparations need to be made. If there's even the remotest chance that these demons find our worlds then we need to be prepared".
If his second officer was this concerned about a possible threat then Picard would support his suggestion and go through the information himself. In fact, he would request that VEGA send him as many files that made up this codex as possible so he could see for himself.
"Dismissed" the captain "Starfleet will want your reports as soon as possible".
They all had some serious reading and writing to be getting on with. As for Picard, he needed to plan out the next move. By the sounds of things sending over Troi again would be a good idea if the girl called Jane was in need of her services, and he would want some engineers to go over and start looking over the station.
He also needed to convince this Night Sentinel to share files on these demons. A hostile extra-dimensional force that could be considered demonic in nature even to an advanced society must be a great threat.
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The Fortress of Doom. Federation Space.
"I'm surprised you decided to stay here," I said to Deanna Troi.
The rest of the away team who had most recently come over so as to check out the Maykr technology deep within this station had already left to go report back to the superiors. I'd allowed them some limited access as they were willing to offer some non-military technology in exchange.
I'd already been gifted a food replicator so it was just a matter of deciding what else to exchange of value for the fold-space drive I'd considered getting a holodeck installed, but they had a habit of malfunctioning in ways that could get someone hurt. Plus they had high energy requirements.
Since the fortress already had decent sensors I'd figured that a tractor beam would be a good feature to add to the Sentinel Station as I might want to be able to bring a damaged ship into dock with the fortress or to stop a docked ship from escaping.
Starfleet didn't have cloaking devices and I wanted something that would be simple to install and easy for VEGA to maintain. I would have liked better shields, but they counted as military technology even if they were defensive in nature. The Federation didn't simply hand over such things.
Perhaps I could have gotten more in trade, but I didn't want their engineers taking anything apart and being unable to put it back together afterwards. I also needed to take into account that Federation technology seemed to need a lot more maintenance than what I was already using and I needed more time to learn about sustaining advanced technology before I let too much change.
Mostly I was glad that they had no interest in the C24, which made sense given that the humans of this universe had bad experiences with augmented people, and I had a very limited supply of the substance that augmented a human.
"I wanted to talk to Jane some more and to spend some time with you," said the part-human as she entered my quarters "Would you like to have sex with me?".
That caught me by surprise.
"I wasn't expecting you to be so forward" I mentioned.
She seemed amused.
"I've noticed you looking at me and while you are hard to read compared to other humans I don't need to be an empath to tell that you find me attractive" the part-human was now saying "The Enterprise won't stay in the system for much longer so this might be our only chance".
Well I was up for it so what little I'd bothered to wear at this time of night, or what passed for the night when you lived inside a space fortress, was quickly discarded, and Deanna spent a few moments fully appreciating my naked form, I had certainly had nothing to be embarrassed about thanks to the C24 and whatever that R.O.B creature had done to me.
The Starfleet officer began to undress as I watched. I wasn't used to having a woman be so forward about her intentions. Denna Troi clearly didn't intend for me to have to seduce her and it wasn't as if we had time for more traditional courting in any case. So why not just go for it?
She didn't need much time to remove her boots or her uniform, and soon she was only wearing a black bra and matching underwear that seemed a little too sexy to be practical. She must have put them on with the intention of having me see her in them. She was well-endowed in the breast department more so than in the show I was sure.
Deanna gently ran her fingers along the length of my cock, then she took a firm grip on it and began to pump it rather expertly. I closed my eyes and kept them closed until the sensation changed.
Looking down, I found my cock engulfed by Deanna's soft red lips. She was as good with her mouth as she was with her hands. I couldn't help wondering how much practice she'd gotten at this sort of thing, but I didn't worry about how I compared to other men. I was clearly superior to them as they would have been mere mortals. I was a superior lifeform thanks to the C24 and whatever other improvements the ROB who had sent me on this journey had made.
Deanna didn't finish me off with her talented mouth. Instead, she got up off her knees and then she took a step back before she began to massage her breasts as if putting on a sexy show for me, rather than attempting to give herself pleasure. A heavy sigh escaped from her lips as she squeezed the sensitive flesh, her fingers were playing with her hard nipples.
"You can touch them if you like?" Deanna offered as she removed her fancy bra.
I didn't hesitate for a second, taking what I wanted. I moved faster than I had even when fighting the creatures of the Upside Down and I began gently sucking on one of her nipples as the empath laid down on the bed.
When I stopped to look at her I saw that Deanna had closed her eyes and she moaned softly as my tongue met her nipple. When I shifted my attention to her other breast, Deanna guided a free hand of mine to the boob that I had just left unattended.
I gently massaged it, even as I sucked at the other like a hungry baby. To be fair it had been quite some time since I'd gotten to do this with a woman and Deanna Troi had been one of the women I'd jerked off to when I'd been younger even if she wasn't as sexy to me as some other Star Trek characters. She wasn't in my top ten of fictional characters I wanted to do, but she would have made it into the top fifty even if I found her character to be annoying at times.
After spending what could have been a few minutes or half an hour with her breasts, which were larger in real life to be sure, I began to move downward, kissing and licking his way until he reached the closely trimmed black hair surrounding her pubic mound. I preferred a bare cunt, but since this was likely to be a one-time thing I didn't see the point of bringing it up now. She managed to remove her underwear at some point.
I buried my head between the Counselor's spread legs. I did my best to prove that I to had a talented mouth and I did wonder if her empathic abilities helped the Starfleet officer to figure out to please her sexual partners. I didn't take much time to dwell on that as I was rather busy.
"Gothic, I want you inside me," the half-Betazed told me.
Aside from the fact she'd read my file in the codex, I also knew that she was very eager and wanted to control the action. I considered taking charge and ended up just going with the flow because I was curious to see what she would do.
Once I was on my back she didn't waste any time. The dark-haired woman positioned her over my very erect shaft and slowly lowered herself onto it. She used her skilled hands to carefully guide my dick to the entrance of her eager, warm and wet cunt.
After placing her hands on my chest, Deanna began to move back and forth while keeping my cock inside her. Before long I began to thrust my dick upward into her cunt so that she didn't control all the action.
Tossing her hair back, Deanna moaned with joy as she did her best to get me as deep inside her as possible. She began to bounce on my shaft for a while before slowing down and leaning forward as I did my best to grab her nice arse and I slapped it. She took this as a signal to start moving again, and by this point, I was happy to let her do the work.
She rode me expertly for a good long while and when my load shot up out of my dick it did so with a force that surprised me, and since Deanna seemed to enjoy this quite a lot rather than get upset about me unloading my baby batter inside her, I figured she must have taken of the birth control side of things. Not that I really cared right now I just wanted to get some sleep.
"If you don't mind I'll stay here for the night," said Deanna.
I didn't mind at all. I did own a big and very comfortable bed after all.
