Chapter 42

We lay there for a moment in silence. I pushed myself up with one – unfortunately the hand that had been injured – hand and hissed slightly, hoping he hadn't noticed.

"Are you alright?" *Damn his superior hearing.*

"Yeah, my hand is just still a little sore, but don't worry, it will be alright."

He sat up, took my right hand and looked at it closely. He traced the tattoo on my palm, following the black line to where it ended halfway between my inner wrist and the inside of my elbow and back again, up to my fingertips. "Where does it hurt?"

"Index-, middle- and ring finger, but I'm fine, Data, really."

"Your reaction just proved that you are still in pain. Would you please turn your hand into your wing? I would like to check it properly."

I sighed. Knowing that I couldn't convince him to drop the subject, I turned my hand so that my thumb pointed upwards. Then I spread out the other fingers. I felt the slight tingling as my arm turned into a bat wing.

Data went to the task and began to gently feel around every finger. My breath hitched in my throat and my eyes went wide. "Does that hurt?" he asked me, feeling me tensing up.

"No", I answered in a high-pitched version of my voice. It didn't hurt, not at all. The sensation of his fingers tenderly brushing against my wing membranes sent pleasant, very pleasant shivers down my spine.

The feeling was so strong that I couldn't wrap my mind around it. It was intense, warm, overwhelming and wonderful, though slightly frightening. My heart rate increased dramatically, my breath came in shallow gasps and my free hand clung desperately onto the sheets.

I couldn't think straight anymore. My eyes closed on their own accord as I leaned my head back against Data's shoulder and let a quiet moan escape my lips.

"You find that arousing", Data stated matter-of-factly.

It hit me like a ton of bricks and I quickly pulled my wing against my chest and rested my forehead on my knees, trying to hide my blush. "It would appear so."

I felt his hand on my shoulder. "What is wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just… embarrassed", I replied with a strong French accent.

Data cocked his head and frowned. "Why?"

I turned around fully to face him. I waved my wing around in front of his face. "Because this is essentially my hand! I am becoming aroused because you are caressing nothing more than my hand! I didn't even know about this. All I knew was that my wings are sensitive, but not that they are an erogenous zone. Especially not like this."

He looked at my in confusion. "I do not see the problem." He took my still human hand and kissed my palm. "Apparently this only applies to your wings. Your hands in humanoid form do not seem to react in this fashion."

I looked up at him sheepishly. "So, you don't find it… weird?"

"No. You are not human. Therefore, it is logical to assume that you have different erogenous zones than a human woman would. I was actually wondering if there were more than your right ear and the right side of your neck." And with that he bent his head and nibbled gently on said spots, causing me to let out a strangled squeak and giggle.

He carefully took my wrists and held my arms out. I sighed and turned my other hand into a wing to which he responded by teasing the greyish-black skin while worrying my ear and neck with his lips and tongue.

This was torture, nearly unbearable, but also very delightful torture. "Data, please, I can't…," I panted. I felt my cheeks burning and I involuntarily started to move my hips. Data took this as a sign to move one hand away from my wing, dipping it into my gown to briefly tease my nipples then pulling his hand away to move it down my side to my knee and then up the inside of my thigh before he slipped his fingers into my underwear, stimulating the little nub there.

I inhaled sharply and whimpered, but he was apparently very determined to finish me off this way.

I held onto him as for dear life and dug the small claw that was actually my thumb into his skin. It didn't take long before my vision went black. My breathing went back to normal and I relaxed. I was still quivering from the intense sensations and tears were running down my face.

Data gently brushed them away. "Are you alright? Did I injure you?"

I shook my head and smiled weakly. "I'm fine, just overwhelmed. What about you? I hope I didn't break your skin with my claws."

"You did not. I am undamaged."

I looked into his eyes and stroked his cheek with my now again humanoid hand. "Would you like me to return the favor?"

He kissed my lips softly. "That will not be necessary. I do not feel pleasure. I am content with holding you in my arms."

"Are you sure? You're not just saying this to make me feel better?"

"Rina, androids do not lie."

"That doesn't mean that they cannot."

"That might be, but I am not lying. As I said, I am content."

I nodded and lay down again, cuddling against my boyfriend with a yawn. "You really did a good job. I'm exhausted."

"Then sleep. It is already 0254 hours."

"Good night, hon. Thanks."

"You are very welcome. Pleasant dreams."

AN: I'm sorry for the delay. As for the T-rated part, I am waiting for my co-writer to finish Chapter 43. This is a little fill-in. I hope you enjoyed it. Please review.