His room was neater than Nyota imagined. Sparsely decorated with dark curtains and bedding, the room could have belonged to anyone. She walked in with Kirk close behind her. He was breathing down her neck and running his hands over her arms. " Disappointed?"

" No, I just- I don't know what I expected."

He sidestepped around her and herded her towards his desk with a mischievous smile. " Maybe not when it comes to my interior design work but I know what you expect from me."

Nyota's breath caught in her throat as he picked up her and plopped her down onto his desk. Kirk pushed the PADDs aside and took a hold of the back of her knees to draw her closer. It took a few seconds but it felt like he performed it in the blink of an eye.

Looking back towards his face, Nyota was met with the same hungry stare that he had given her at the club hallway. His thumbs rubbed slowly at her thighs as he composed himself." What time do you have to leave for your next class?"

" Not for a while yet…" she drawled sitting back on her hands. The motion made her bust swell against her uniform jacket. His gaze dropped to chest before snapping back to her eyes. " Well I'll work with what I have."

She sighed raggedly as he pulled her forward until she crashed into his hips. The generous bulge she felt earlier just outside his door was now trapped between lher egs. So close but not close enough.

With strength she was becoming fast acquainted with, Kirk used one arm to lift her clear of the desk's surface. The other deftly maneuvered her underwear over her rear and down her legs. He held up the silver scrap of fabric, admiring the strings along the sides. " Pretty."

"You like?" She ran her legs along the sides of his body and arched into him. " You wanna wear them for me?"

He chuckled and twirled them on his fore finger. " I was thinking I was going to put them back on you."

" Oh, is that so? So soon after taking them off?"

Kirk smiled at her antics and leaned closer. " I find it better to show than to tell."

He reached around to grab her wrists, twisting her panties to bind them together. Once done he stood up and admired his work. " Not too tight?"

Nyota moved her arms as best she could and found that while her mobility was hampered the makeshift binds where not uncomfortable. " Perfect."

Kirk slowly licked his lips and smiled response. " I was hoping you'd say that."

Nyota huffed and tugged at her bindings. " Too much talking and not enough-"

He cut her off with a tsk tsk and slowly shook his head. " Uh uh uh, Uhura, you're not in charge here. Or did you happen to miss that when I was putting on the underwear cuffs you're wearing?"

Nyota flared her nostrils angrily and pouted at him. " Fine. Dom me but stop fucking around. We still have classes to go to and orgasms to have."

" Indeed we do." he said stepping out from between her legs.

He moved just out of reach, though she was bound and leveled a command." Stay right there. Watch me."

Nyota slid an single eyebrow up in a trademark move of her Vulcan professor. " Watch you what, Jim?"

Kirk remained silent as he removed his uniform jacket and threw it onto the bed. Nyota snapped her mouth shut and watched him slip out of his boots. He was stripping...for her?

A smile curled her lips as she followed the path of his hands. Nest was his black tunic followed quickly by his undershirt. His belt was undone slowly along with his zipper. He stared at her the whole time he did so eager to take in her growing lust.

He pulled off his pants and neatly stepped out of them. He tossed them to the side to join his other clothes and winked at her as he shed his socks. All that was left was his underwear. The impressive tenting of the fabric in the front diminished as he hooked his thumbs under the elastic at the waist. He started to peel it away, chuckling softly. Nyota was shifting restlessly in her seat on top of his desk with a huffy pant. " You wanna see me, baby?"

She nodded, biting her lower lip. " MmmHmm."

Jim hummed and slipped a hand inside his underwear. Though obscured, Nyota could see him grabbing himself and fisting around the head of his cock. She swallowed as she saw a wet blotch growing on the fly of his underwear. Precum. Her mouth watered as she imagined the taste of him rolling over her tongue. God this was torture.

She moaned again and bounced in place. She wanted to touch him so bad it hurt.

Kirk blinked slowly and gave himself a tight squeeze. " Good because I wanna show you. I want to let you see what I'm about to cram inside that tight little pussy of yours."

Nyota moaned loud and long and wiggled her hips. " Yes."

Spurred on by her anticipation, Kirk drew down his boxer briefs and revealed the bulk of what he was working with. Nyota inhaled sharply and took inventory. As far as cocks went, Kirk's was actually kind of pretty.

The veiny shaft had a healthy girth to it, one she had experienced personally as he made her stretch around him. He stroked himself again and she took note of the slight curve up as he did. The thick head was something to marvel at as well. When he had been shallowly pushed inside her, that big knobby flesh had rubbed her g spot into ecstasy.

" Like what you see?" he asked. His voice was rough but quiet as it bubbled out of his throat. He was turned on that much was clear. He liked showing off for her, turning her on by showing and touching his body. She nodded and sat up taller.

Kirk ran his free hand in his hair and let his head fall back. The overhead light made the hair running down his torso shine gold as his muscles tensed in pleasure. He grabbed the shaft's base and smacked it against his stomach with a groan. " Feels good...not nearly as good as you though."

Nyota bit her lip and rubbed her legs together at the show. She was desperate to touch him but she was told to stay put and her hands were bound behind him.

Is this what Kirk felt like when he watched her perform as Aitlun'a? Helpless to touch her even when she stood feet away from him? No wonder he fucked the shit out of her when he got the chance. The moment he set her free she was going to pounce him.

His head rolled back in place as he went back to watching. What he saw there in her face had him continuing to pump his fist. " You're so beautiful, Nyota."

What Nyota saw kept her fidgeting for more blue of his eyes was stormy, dark from the passion he was trying to hold in check. Nyota didn't want him to hold back though. She might have been bound but she wasn't gagged. " Run your hand down your chest."

Kirk's mouth parted with a happy scoff but he compiled with slowly trailing his fingers down his abdomen. Nyota licked her lips and squeezed her legs together. " Play with your balls. Rub them."

Kirk broke his gaze and glanced down at his groin. He took one heavy lump into his hand and rolled it gently between his fingers. He looked back at her as he fondled the other, his eyebrows pitching up with a mournful expression. Oh yeah he liked that. Scratch that, they both liked that.

Nyota swallowed at the air and darted her gaze across his body. " Pinch your nipples...hard."

He did so with a hiss, sighing at the flash of pain that streaked through him as he did so to both. " Let me suck your fingers."

He seemed puzzled by the request but can forward with an outstretched hand. Nyota tilted her head and laved at his fingers. Alternating between licking and sucking, she worked her salvia down his hand. She looked up as she worked and was happy to see that Kirk wasn't put off by her slobbering all over him.

Nyota sat back with a string of salvia trailing between her lips and his fingers. He was still staring at her when she met his gaze and asked him. " Jack yourself with that hand. I want to watch you cum."

He shuddered in surprise but did as he was told. Double fisting his member, he pumped and stroked himself until he was rigidly jerking in front of her. " Fuck."

Nyota watched, enraptured by the scene. Hot, vicious streams spurted out and onto the floor between them until it slowed to a dribble. He looked angelic to her, glowing from within from a halo of bliss. The last few drops of his climax trickled down his fingers and Nyota fold herself bold once more. " Let me lick your fingers clean."

Kirk groaned with a chuckle as he walked over towards her. Nyota had no qualms with the three fingers he pushed towards his face and greedily took them into her mouth. She suckled them and thought of his cock, humming all the while as he fondled his dick back to life.

He pulled his hand free of her mouth and stared down at her. " You're perfect."

" Fuck me. Please."

Kirk glanced at the comm on the wall and turned back with a grin. " Let's get you a bit more comfortable."

Nyota watched as he placed his hands on either side of her hips and leaned in towards her jacket. Every so slowly he took the zipper of her jacket between his teeth and pulled it down to her waist. He came down onto his knees to finish the job and released the metal from his mouth. His warm hands moved to the hem of her tunic and pushed the fabric up and over her breasts.

Nyota panted with a whine as he pulled the cups of her bra down and her breasts with a satisfied hum. " Pretty just like the rest of you."

He leaned closer and closed his mouth the soft brown nipple on the left, licking and sucking until she was whimpering his name.

The amusing pantie cuffs from earlier now taunting her. She wanted to touch him! She wanted to grab his dick and put him at her entrance so she could wiggle on but she was bound better than she thought. She didn't know if she could make it any longer before she started begging. Kirk slid his tongue from the left over to the right and nursed leisurely.

" God Kirk, stop it please! I want you." she groaned.

He flicked his tongue over the taut bud and released it with a smack. " And you have me. I just don't wanna rush...I've wanted to do this for so long."

Nyota hissed in pleasure as he gently nipped and suckled at her pink nipple until it stood as stiff as its brown mate. His hands stayed busy with sinking down to her legs and hiking up her skirt. He teased in a finger, followed by another until he had three inside her.

She swallowed and closed her eyes to concentrate on the sensation and moaned against his lips as he rose up on his feet and brushed his lips over hers. She felt his fingers only for a moment before she felt the smooth board head of his cock bumping at her center.

Nyota broke the kiss and leaned against his shoulder. " Yes! Please! I want you!"

With his face plastered against her cheek, Kirk spread her legs wider and with a quick tilt of his hips rammed himself balls deep into Nyota's wet and waiting cunt.

She whined while he groaned out a curse or three at the impossibly tight grip her pussy had on his cock. He couldn't believe he had had just had her the night before and he was starting to seriously doubt your virginity status.

" Shit, are you trying to break me?!" he grunted through gritted teeth as she fluttered and clenched around him.

" Not unless you're trying to do the same with me. God were you always this big?! Oh!" She squealed as he lifted her off of the desktop and onto the bed. With his jaw shut tight, Kirk worked his way out till the tip only remained and caught his breath.

" Having trouble keeping up appearances, Jimmy?" Nyota grossed.

He huffed at her tease and slammed back in to the hilt. The toe-curling thrust had Nyota losing her composure. She arched off the bed and curled her fingers into his duvet. " Oh yeah!"

He lost a little hard won control as he felt precum seeping at from the head of his cock but

" You like that baby?" He worked his hips into a steady rythym, deep and hard. Nyota rode every inch of the stroke, flailing her head back and forth. Her hands were still tied behind her, making her feel vulnerable and possessed. He slid his hand between her breasts and over her belly to tease at her clit. " You like that?

" Yea…" she moaned.

" How's it feel?" he asked, lightly pinching at her clit. Sparks raced down her legs and back between her thighs.

" Good! So good!"

" You want it, don't you? I feel your tight little cunt trying to break me but I'll make you come three times before that happens. And when I do I'm going to fill and fuck that hole until you can't walk straight…"

Nyota's eyes fluttered back close as he picked up the pace. " Mmm yeah."

" Feel that dick sliding in and out of you? Claiming you? Owning you?" he growled. His other hand went to her thigh and held her captive as he fucked her faster.

" Kirk!"

" This dick is all yours, sugar. And that pretty, little kitty, that sweet, little pussy of yours is mine…" he grunted.

" Oh yea?"

" That's right. Let me feel you come, beautiful. Make that pussy slick for me. Imma make it soak the bed…"

His other hand went back to playing with her clit this time drawing little circles around it as he continued to snap his hips against her. Nyota choked at the air and cried out his name.

Kirk watched her arch with a drunken look of pride on his face. " Oh fuck baby, that's so hot. C'mon Nyota, do it again. Milk my cock."

Nyota whimpered and wriggled against him. It was a sensory overload. She hadn't come that hard in her life and she was still jerking from the tremors. How the hell was she supposed to come again if she hadn't even stop the first- " Oh God! Oh Kirk! Fuck!"

Nyota shivered and shut her eyes with shriek. Stars flashed behind her eyelids as she fought for air. Kirk pulled her closer and mashed his face against hers in a manic kiss. He moved her legs to the outside of her hips and drove himself inside of her until he went rigid above her.

Heat flooded her channel as he groaned against her tongue. Nyota gave a little happy sigh and went limp below him. She was more than sated, she was replete. If she only got crazy dick like this every time she had anxiety then maybe could get some better sleep? Who was she kidding. Kirk was still hard inside of her and she was around winding her hips around him. They couldn't be left to their own devices they'd never stop.

Kirk was kissing at her mouth and moving his hands to love on every inch of her legs. When he moved over her hips and up her waist he pulled her into his arms and kissed her soundly. Breaking the kiss, Nyota stared up at him and gave a small smirk. " Now don't you go catching feelings, Kirk."

It was said as a joke but meant much more. He chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. " It's been too late for that. I had them as soon as I saw you. Cupcake wasn't the first one to throw the first punch."

Nyota flushed hotly as he gave her a knowing wink. " Ah calm down, Uhura. You know me and you'll be sick of me by next week. Until that time...how about round two?" he asked nudging his hips into hers.

Nyota grinned and cheered as he rolled them over so she was on top. Still cuffed, she rode him until they came twice more. By the end of it, Kirk's bed was a proper mess, Nyota missed her next class and the shower morphed into round three.

And it all would have been fine and well if a certain professor hadn't followed up with his colleague. Things were growing much more complicated than either of the cadets had realized but they would soon find out.

A/N: I eventually want to revise and edit this story but for now I'll just work on finishing it.