Thing Of Beauty
Being Teenaged was not a curse, Jean-Luc had to concede, as he laid beside Beverly. He probably shouldn't have gone so far with his Chief Medical Officer, but both of them were relieved of duty and it wasn't like there was much else to do in a locked closet.
He'd kissed her. She kissed him and ground her body against his. The hormones had not stopped, even after their first time. Already her post-orgasmic bliss, Beverly's caresses had partially revived him, along with the strong sweaty smell of their prior activity.
Teenage stamina was a thing of beauty.