Disclaimer :: I don't own anything Star Trek. Or Data... though I wish I could... But Starfleet ruled that he is sentient and, therefore, not property.
Dream 7
Data was in a wood...
The tall, dark trunks of pine and birch and maple stood wide apart...
Cool light filtered through the branches and leaves...
The air smelled of earth and wood and decaying leaves... Decaying leaves which crunched softly beneath his feet...
...music filtered through the air... strings under a bow... a violin piece... one he wasn't familiar with. A slow kind of mournful joy...
Data moved in slow steps... the leaves crisping underfoot... gazing at the motes of sunlight filtering through the trees above.
Dust danced in the brilliance... in their warmth...
...brilliant gold through the crisp greens of the leaves...
The forest floor was adorned in fallen leaves, golden yellows and burning reds. Flashes of color atop the decaying under-bed...
Data moved in slow steps between the trees... the leaves whispering under his shoes as the violin notes whispered through the air... like leaves whispering in a breeze...
...he was vaguely aware that he was in his uniform...
The colors so vibrant - greens pale and dark above - browns and greys all around - golds and reds upon the ground -
He found himself smiling before the beauty of it.
He rounded trees, touching briefly and lightly their bark... their cool, earthy skin...
Twigs snapped underfoot.
And music filtered through the air. The unfamiliar piece stretching comfortably on.
His fingers trailed against the smooth grey trunk of a tall beech tree -
And as he came around it, his fingers lingering on its other side, he felt someone grasp lightly his hand.
He released the tree...
He looked back to see...
She moved around the grey, still grasping lightly at his fingers, and was drawn in... smiling... to him...
Data sighed... her lips warm and familiar against his own.
When they parted, she leaned her head against the tree, smiling in a dreamy-contented way at him.
Data moved closer to her... leaves crunching underfoot... music filtering through the air as a breeze...
His gold fingertips touching at the corner of her jaw...
And he drew her face up to meet his kiss...
Slow... warm... open-mouthed kisses... Like lingering in the sunshine...
And her hands were caressing his neck around and under the collar of his uniform...
And her hands were twining... curling... through the dark locks of his hair...
And knots in Data's chest...
"Aww..." he groaned against her... her fingers fondling the lines of his throat... It made his skin sing...
Their lips parted.
He lingered there a long time, so close his nose touched her cheek... nearly forehead to forehead.
His fingers wandered back and up to kiss the stray strands of blond behind her ears...
And she was smiling, gazing, at him like the most beautifully, precious thing she'd ever seen.
Data's breaths were coming in slow, even beats...
"What is this music?" he whispered.
She smiled - and pressed forward, taking his lower lip in again, her tongue slipping forward to seize his chest in tense seizures.
...Both of Data's gold-hued hands were set gently on either side of her face... palms against her jaw... fingers back in amoung her hair...
...His left dropped to push under her white slip dress to find her waist... her ribs -
She deepened the exchange between their mouths -
- Atop an unexpectedly soft bed of fallen leaves - green and gold and red -
Data cupped her jaw with their kisses with one hand... and cupped her bare waist and hip closer to him with the other.
Warm air caressed his now naked back around the eager caresses of her hands upon his skin...
"Aww-oh... yes..." Data sighed against her mouth...
*wondrous... wondrous...* ...his face was *so hot... flush... with pleasure...
...The rolling of his hips was cursory to the sheer joy of feeling her against him...
...tasting her kisses against his mouth...
...feeling her soft, alabaster skin beneath his palm...
...drowning in her scent - which mingled with that of the earth and leaves and forest...
She sighed between deep, indulgent kisses -
And Data felt her knees rise against his rear, pushing him forward... drawing him deeper...
...He indulged her...
...Data's hips rolled in long, deep thrusts against her...
Breathing heavy...
That now familiar, yet ever thrilling, low heat...
Data lingered in the wood with her... hours of kisses and caresses... sighings... and the singing of the violin-wind through the trees...
And then their quiet crescendo -
Her back arching against his workings - As her breath caught in her heaving chest - Her fingers curling, grasping his hair -
Data felt the heat crest and flood him in a spasm -
"AWW-HAW!"
...the strings of the wind cresting with him...
He breathed against her throat...
He layed soft, warm kisses against the warm flesh of her throat and chest and collarbone...
And he felt her bury her nose against the soft, gold skin of his temple... and breathe him in...
And he felt her bury her nose against his tousled, dark hair... and breathe him in...
...As he layed soft, warm kisses against her throat...
…They lingered there, in the wood... atop a soft bed of fallen leaves...
...green...
...and gold...
...and crimson red...
~.oOo.~
AN :: THANK YOU TO "DR WHO" FOR HELPING ME TO WRITE AGAIN! (specifically, episode "Hide" in series seven) Also, Sparticus328 for helping me sort my damn head out! And Gameson221b and MissMelysse simply for conversing with me. It's the little things sometimes. The musical inspiration for this was "Just the Two of Us" by The Secret Garden, specifically the second track, "Heartstrings" and the sixth, "Ode to Simplicity."
...i love the mental image of Data gazing at the forest in amazed wonder... like that face he gets when something is truly "intriguing." ^_^ … ...i also really enjoyed those last nine lines typing them out... hehe...
- also, sorry for the rhymes and many repeated words/phrases. this was apparently an especially poetic chapter for me. i love writing "echos" in! - like her echoing Data's "lightly" touching... the leaves and music - and the theme of lingering - "echoing" throughout the piece... and gold is always a theme when it comes to Data... i feel like i should also acknowledge that, yes, this has an excessive use of ellipsis... cause i kind of ended up using them as commas *a lot.*
finally, thank you to any and all of my readers for your patience! the last couple months have been rough, but i'm pushing through, and am looking forward to getting all of "Dreamscapes" up for your enjoyment! ^_^ plus some rather wonderful related and unrelated one-shots!