[ Such is the life of a Starfleet officer. Duty comes first, the mission, the job always top priority. But more often than not, she can’t deny that the fun’s not far behind. Sure, there are reports and briefs to get through, but she does enjoy training with the crew and keeping the security team up to snuff.
Seeing him, even for a brief amount of time, does manage to put a smile on her face for a bit. The stolen smiles and a brief, fleeting touches don’t do much to tide her over for the rest of the day, but it’s not long they finally manage to wrap up.
The med bay’s quiet enough at this time of night, and she spares a passing nurse a curt nod before she returns her attention to Leonard, a polite smile on her lips as she lingers in the doorway. ]
Doctor. I’ve got the security brief from today’s mission. Got a minute to go over it?
[ Alright, it’s a flimsy excuse to drop by. But it’s not like they’re under all that much scrutiny at the moment, anyway. ]
[ Starfleet tends to be very adamant about their officers getting personal time. Whether or not they opt to have said personal time is also a matter of their own personal choice, however. Leonard has to admit he has more reason to want to enjoy his own free time now than he did before, which is the opposite of a bad thing. ]
Sure. Come on right in. [ He motions for her to come inside, not bothering to tell her to shut the door behind her since he figures that she knows she ought to. He leans back in his seat, relaxing into a smile once they're alone. ]
[ Sara never was good at taking time off. Always moving, keeping herself busy. Some may say it's a distraction, a way to keep herself from dwelling on the past, on all the shit she's left behind her. And maybe that's true, to an extent. But truth be told, she's happy on the Enterprise. And down time these days doesn't seem so bad when you've got someone to share it with.
She steps inside his office, letting the door hiss shut behind her before she flashes him a grin to match his. ]
Oh, sure. I've got your report right here. [ She smirks, crossing the space to lean down and press a kiss to his lips. ]
[ Leonard chuckles, lips curling a hint more just as she moves closer, sitting a little more upright and tipping his head back so he can return that kiss. Both hands rest on her legs, a light touch that comes with the gentlest of tugs to coax her closer to him. ]
You could've at least bothered to bring a PADD with you. You know, just to make it more believable.
[ He doesn't actually care, though. Doesn't much care that the nurse outside probably already has a good idea of why she's here either. ]
[ Well, Leonard can hardly complain when she's doing that, can he? He practically purrs while tilting his head back further, eyes closing for a moment while his hands move from her legs to her hips once she settles on his lap. ]
Can't really fault you for that, myself, [ He murmurs, hands moving low on her thighs to slip under her skirt. God, he loves when she wears the dress uniform just for him. ] Been excited about your visit all day long.
[ There are times she thinks she lives for that little growl in the back of his throat, a grin spreading on her lips as she leans over him, brushing her nose against the tip of his as her fingers thread through his hair. ]
Mm, me too. Couldn't seem to get you out of my head, Doc. [ She drags her teeth over his lower lip, reaching down with her free hand to tug his shirt up his stomach. She's never been a huge fan of the dress uniform - pants are just easier to fight in - but she does like the way his eyes linger over her legs when she wears it. Likes the way his hands just seem to find their way under her skirt and between her legs.
She leans in for another kiss, using both hands now to peel his shirt up his chest. ]
[ These days it is pretty easy for her to make him growl, so good thing she enjoys the sound so much. He certainly doesn't mind that particular effect she has on him.
He also really enjoys the weight of her on his lap, close enough to make him feel like he's warming up all over. His hands sadly are forced to part from her thighs when she hikes his shirt up, but he's swift about helping her to get it off— quite possibly not the best idea considering where they are, but he doesn't seem to give much of a damn at this point.
His hands slither up her skirt immediately after the shirt comes off, feeling along the hem of her panties and grabbing two handfuls of her ass, giving it a squeeze. ]
[ They've been at it enough now that she knows well enough what he likes. What makes him shudder, what makes him growl.
She tosses his shirt over his desk before returning her lips to his, working her way down his neck while she gets to work on his belt.
The underwear she's wearing is little more than a silk thong, easy enough for him to work his way around. She lets out a groan into his mouth when he grasps her ass, unbuttoning his fly and massaging him through his underwear. ]
[ Good thing she enjoys his growling so much, because she gets another similar sound when his fingertips trace over her barely-there underwear, a tiny piece of fabric that he loves so much he can't even think to get it off of her. ]
God, Sara...
[ He groans and shudders, their kiss breaking with a slow buck of his hips, pressing up into her hand. His own fingers curl and rub against the flimsy fabric, slipping past and between her folds. ]
[ That. That little sound he makes is the only damn reason she'd bothered with underwear in the first place. She can feel her breath hitch in her chest at the sound, at the way his long, deft fingers start to tease at her. ]
Leonard... [ She mutters against his lips, hips grinding back into his fingers as she rubs his cock through his underwear. Patience worn down to nearly nothing, she can't help but slip a hand into his underwear to wrap her fist around him. ]
[ She feels really good. It's a thought that always crosses his mind when they start touching like this, when they get really into it, but even over time, it gets no less intense. He moans louder when her fingers wrap tight around his already hard cock, and his hips shift beneath her, eager for the attention, and for more than just her hand pumping him.
As much as he likes her dress, it feels a little unfair that his shirt's off, while her torso's still covered. An oversight he's quick to fix, one of his hands sliding up her back to unzip her dress, while fingers of the other start pushing in shallow thrusts in and out of her wet cunt. He tugs the fabric down her shoulders, letting it pool around her waist so he can have access to more of her body, that same hand already sliding down her front to cup one of her breasts. ]
[ Even after all the times they've been together, it never gets old. Never gets boring or rote - and it's not just that it's in secret, stolen moments away from the rest of the crew. It's him, it's the heat and yearning he pulls out of her, touches and grasps that leave her shuddering and aching for more.
She tugs his cock out of his underwear to pump her fists up and down his length, hissing as she feels his fingers start to work in and out of her. Leaning down to press her forehead to his, she nips lightly at his lower lip and taking a split second to untangle herself from her sleeves before returning both hands to his cock. ]
[ Now, he can hardly complain about her hands leaving his cock when she's only doing it so she can get her arms out of the sleeves of her dress. At least his hand is free to keep moving, fingering her at a slow, steady pace, feeling that familiar heat, the lovely and inviting clench around his digits. She never seems to need much prep to take him, so he doesn't bother stretching her out too much; they both seem to delight on having her real tight around him anyway. ]
Thinkin' about riding my cock, ah... just like this?
[ He takes a slow kiss from her lips, then he dips his head down to take one of her nipples into his mouth, humming as he swirls his tongue around it, sucking at the hardened nub. ]
Gotta be honest... also thought about this. Or about bending you over my desk. Damn hard to choose which of the two I liked best...
[ Evidently he's more than happy with this configuration, but he can always use those mental images to rile her up some more. ]
[ That always seems to be the challenge, doesn't it? The need to touch and tease and strip as much clothing as possible from each other all at once, the eager desire that sparks with every movement, every kiss. The gentle way his fingers work in and out of her drive her dizzy with need, his fingertips already wet with just that easy teasing. God knows she's been wanting him for hours now, though he does seem to know just how to get her wet and ready easily enough.
She groans lowly against his lips, both fists continuing to stroke and squeeze at his cock as she arches her chest into his mouth. The soft sweep of his tongue and the scratch of light stubble on his chin send shivers down her spine, and she starts to guide his cock up against her folds, letting his head tease against the wetness there. ]
God - both. Let's do both. Please. [ Her breath is tight in her chest already, cheeks flushes as she rocks herself gently against the length of his cock. ] I want to ride you nice and slow first. Then you can fuck me rough over your desk before we finish.
[ Leonard lets out a heated chuckle at her response. They both know they can go a few rounds, so that's an excellent choice. Especially since it doesn't involve them moving much at all right now, and she very quickly gets into the perfect position to speed things along. A little rushed as is often the case with them, but fuck if Leonard isn't ready for so much more. ]
Christ, Sara. Yeah... let's do that. [ He sucks at her nipple again, pulling away so he can fix his eyes on her face as she moves lower, hips rolling steadily so her folds part and she's rubbing herself against his erection. His fingers pull out in the meantime, so he can feel all of her against him, a growl of impatience when she doesn't quite take him inside right away, but other than his hips rolling against hers and his fingers digging tightly at her thighs, he tries to let her set the pace, at least for the time being. ]
[ She likes that sound, too. The breathiness of his laugh, the intimacy of it, considering he's not exactly the laughing-in-public kind of guy. In any case, for how long they've both been thinking about this, she's sure impatience will overtake the teasing soon enough.
She groans again at the pull of his lips on her breast, holding his gaze as she starts to grind herself eagerly against the length of his cock. Spreading that heat, that wetness against his skin, hissing at that little grumble in the back of his throat that means he's so damn ready for more.
She's not sure she can tease him much longer, anyway. Guiding the head of his cock to her entrance, she sinks down on him slowly, leaning in to catch his lips with a kiss as she settles into his lap. ]
[ What a genuine delight it is, to feel her sink down onto his lap, to have the heat of her stretch around him, taking the full length of his cock right to the hilt. The pulse of her muscles around him draws a sharp, tense groan from him, and he shudders where he sits, tongue lapping into her mouth as both his hands move to her hips, gripping firmly and urging her to just roll them slowly, a hint of friction that drives him crazy. ]
Mm, just like that, darling... [ He purrs with a hot smile, nipping at her lower lip, while his feet plant on the ground firmly and he uses that leverage to rock his own hips up just a bit against hers. ]
[ It steals her breath every damn time, feeling him fill her completely. The good kind of ache deep in her core, her hands shaky as she grasps his shoulders to stay upright. She hovers there a moment, enjoying the way he spreads her, the way he throbs inside her, the noises he makes that seem to reverberate straight down her spine.
And then, with his guidance, she starts to move. Jaw dropping to accept his tongue, drag her own against his as she follows his lead, tipping her hips just slightly to feel him press just a little deeper into that spot that makes her shudder. ]
Yeah- [ Is all she manages to breathe, groaning lowly against his lips and rolling her hips eagerly into his. Her eyelids flutter closed a moment, a hiss of a curse on her lips as she drags her nails against his shoulders, pressing her forehead to his again. ] Fuck, that's good- You always feel so fucking good, Leonard...
[ He too tries to aim for that spot with a slight shift on the chair where he sits, not because he needs that particular angle to feel pleasure (just having her tight around him would be enough to make him come, really), but because he loves the way she reacts when he hits that spot, addicted to the way her walls clench even more around his cock, delightfully eager and hot.
He groans too when it happens, Head falling back when the kiss breaks, hips rocking up harder and hands gripping her hips more tightly too, pulling her down onto his lap. ]
God, darling... just like that. Love it, hah— when you ride me like that. [ He's panting, words heavy, breath hot and gaze dark as he watches her move atop him, lovely body arched so sweetly for his eyes alone. ]
[ She hisses a curse at the tip of his hips, at the way he seeks out just the right angle to drive her really wild. He knows her body well by now - knows how to shift just so, angle himself just enough to reach right where she needs him.
He makes it look too damn easy, and she stiffens when she feels it, muscles tightening immediately around him before she lets out a soft cry buried into his neck. Whispering another swear, she ruts her hips a little harder into him, breath shallow in her chest. ]
Yeah- yeah, Leonard- God, you know just how to fuck me, don't you? [ Her cheeks are flushed, body writhing eagerly in his lap as she tugs him in for another kiss. Her pace starts to quicken a bit, forehead pressing to his as she rides him more insistently, his chair squeaking slightly under the effort. ]
[ She drives him mad as it is, but when she picks up pace, he knows he's done for. She's eager, pushy and insistent, and Leonard can do nothing but go along with it at this point, too lost in how good it feels to be inside her, to have her muscles clench so tight around him. ]
Sara, God, I'm going to, [ He trails off, words lost to a moan, head tipping back and hips jerking erratically. He's so close, which he's sure she's realized by now, with the way he paws at her, clutches her tightly, tugs her down onto his lap more forcefully with each thrust. He knows she's just getting there too, so he puts what focus he can into offering more stimulus, one of his hands moving up to her breasts again, cupping one and pinching the nipple tightly. ]
[ She can feel it in the tension of his muscles. The way he shudders and coils against her only drives her on, her hips working roughly against his as she feels her own body start to coil towards release.
Nipping at his neck, she groans at his words, jaw dropping as she feels him really start to lose himself. ] C'mon, Leonard- c'mon, come for me... [ Her voice is tight, breathy in his ear as they buck eagerly, desperately together. Body arching into the cup of his hand, she dips her head down to sink her teeth into the base of his neck, muffling a sharp cry as she feels herself reaching the edge. ] Fuck-!
[ He can't hold on any longer. He was hoping to get her off first, but more often than not, he ends up being the one pushed over the edge. She does him so good, he can hardly resist it, and when she speaks like that, breathless and hot against his ear, tension in every word, followed by deep gasps and that bite—
Leonard comes with a low, heated groan, hips grinding and bucking harder, thrusting a couple more times before he's coming deep into her, whole body jerking and arching off the chair, hands gripping hard at her as his mind slips away from him for a few good seconds, bliss taking over him. ]
[ She likes that. Likes pushing him over the edge, hard and fast until his head's spinning, until he's not sure which way's up.
She can feel him snap underneath her, feel the tremors seize through him and his release hot inside her. The harder he thrusts, the deeper he presses into her, her body clenched tight around his cock as she ruts harder and harder into him, chasing her own release.
It doesn't take long. Not with him already at his peak, the strong grip of his hands tight enough on her hips to leave a mark. She muffles another cry into his shoulder, biting down again as she feels herself start to unravel. One more rough thrust from him and she's there, the heat white hot behind her eyes, her body taken by shudders and tremors as she rides herself out in his lap. ]
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Seeing him, even for a brief amount of time, does manage to put a smile on her face for a bit. The stolen smiles and a brief, fleeting touches don’t do much to tide her over for the rest of the day, but it’s not long they finally manage to wrap up.
The med bay’s quiet enough at this time of night, and she spares a passing nurse a curt nod before she returns her attention to Leonard, a polite smile on her lips as she lingers in the doorway. ]
Doctor. I’ve got the security brief from today’s mission. Got a minute to go over it?
[ Alright, it’s a flimsy excuse to drop by. But it’s not like they’re under all that much scrutiny at the moment, anyway. ]
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Sure. Come on right in. [ He motions for her to come inside, not bothering to tell her to shut the door behind her since he figures that she knows she ought to. He leans back in his seat, relaxing into a smile once they're alone. ]
Well? Should we go over that report, then?
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She steps inside his office, letting the door hiss shut behind her before she flashes him a grin to match his. ]
Oh, sure. I've got your report right here. [ She smirks, crossing the space to lean down and press a kiss to his lips. ]
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You could've at least bothered to bring a PADD with you. You know, just to make it more believable.
[ He doesn't actually care, though. Doesn't much care that the nurse outside probably already has a good idea of why she's here either. ]
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Yeah, I guess I could've. [ Her lips trail down his jaw, working her way down his neck. ] Just got too excited.
[ She's gotten sloppy, being all content like this. If the nurse notices, so be it. Not like they're going to get written up about it, right? ]
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Can't really fault you for that, myself, [ He murmurs, hands moving low on her thighs to slip under her skirt. God, he loves when she wears the dress uniform just for him. ] Been excited about your visit all day long.
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Mm, me too. Couldn't seem to get you out of my head, Doc. [ She drags her teeth over his lower lip, reaching down with her free hand to tug his shirt up his stomach. She's never been a huge fan of the dress uniform - pants are just easier to fight in - but she does like the way his eyes linger over her legs when she wears it. Likes the way his hands just seem to find their way under her skirt and between her legs.
She leans in for another kiss, using both hands now to peel his shirt up his chest. ]
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He also really enjoys the weight of her on his lap, close enough to make him feel like he's warming up all over. His hands sadly are forced to part from her thighs when she hikes his shirt up, but he's swift about helping her to get it off— quite possibly not the best idea considering where they are, but he doesn't seem to give much of a damn at this point.
His hands slither up her skirt immediately after the shirt comes off, feeling along the hem of her panties and grabbing two handfuls of her ass, giving it a squeeze. ]
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She tosses his shirt over his desk before returning her lips to his, working her way down his neck while she gets to work on his belt.
The underwear she's wearing is little more than a silk thong, easy enough for him to work his way around. She lets out a groan into his mouth when he grasps her ass, unbuttoning his fly and massaging him through his underwear. ]
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God, Sara...
[ He groans and shudders, their kiss breaking with a slow buck of his hips, pressing up into her hand. His own fingers curl and rub against the flimsy fabric, slipping past and between her folds. ]
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Leonard... [ She mutters against his lips, hips grinding back into his fingers as she rubs his cock through his underwear. Patience worn down to nearly nothing, she can't help but slip a hand into his underwear to wrap her fist around him. ]
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As much as he likes her dress, it feels a little unfair that his shirt's off, while her torso's still covered. An oversight he's quick to fix, one of his hands sliding up her back to unzip her dress, while fingers of the other start pushing in shallow thrusts in and out of her wet cunt. He tugs the fabric down her shoulders, letting it pool around her waist so he can have access to more of her body, that same hand already sliding down her front to cup one of her breasts. ]
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She tugs his cock out of his underwear to pump her fists up and down his length, hissing as she feels his fingers start to work in and out of her. Leaning down to press her forehead to his, she nips lightly at his lower lip and taking a split second to untangle herself from her sleeves before returning both hands to his cock. ]
Been thinking about this all day...
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Thinkin' about riding my cock, ah... just like this?
[ He takes a slow kiss from her lips, then he dips his head down to take one of her nipples into his mouth, humming as he swirls his tongue around it, sucking at the hardened nub. ]
Gotta be honest... also thought about this. Or about bending you over my desk. Damn hard to choose which of the two I liked best...
[ Evidently he's more than happy with this configuration, but he can always use those mental images to rile her up some more. ]
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She groans lowly against his lips, both fists continuing to stroke and squeeze at his cock as she arches her chest into his mouth. The soft sweep of his tongue and the scratch of light stubble on his chin send shivers down her spine, and she starts to guide his cock up against her folds, letting his head tease against the wetness there. ]
God - both. Let's do both. Please. [ Her breath is tight in her chest already, cheeks flushes as she rocks herself gently against the length of his cock. ] I want to ride you nice and slow first. Then you can fuck me rough over your desk before we finish.
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Christ, Sara. Yeah... let's do that. [ He sucks at her nipple again, pulling away so he can fix his eyes on her face as she moves lower, hips rolling steadily so her folds part and she's rubbing herself against his erection. His fingers pull out in the meantime, so he can feel all of her against him, a growl of impatience when she doesn't quite take him inside right away, but other than his hips rolling against hers and his fingers digging tightly at her thighs, he tries to let her set the pace, at least for the time being. ]
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She groans again at the pull of his lips on her breast, holding his gaze as she starts to grind herself eagerly against the length of his cock. Spreading that heat, that wetness against his skin, hissing at that little grumble in the back of his throat that means he's so damn ready for more.
She's not sure she can tease him much longer, anyway. Guiding the head of his cock to her entrance, she sinks down on him slowly, leaning in to catch his lips with a kiss as she settles into his lap. ]
Fuck, Leonard...
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Mm, just like that, darling... [ He purrs with a hot smile, nipping at her lower lip, while his feet plant on the ground firmly and he uses that leverage to rock his own hips up just a bit against hers. ]
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And then, with his guidance, she starts to move. Jaw dropping to accept his tongue, drag her own against his as she follows his lead, tipping her hips just slightly to feel him press just a little deeper into that spot that makes her shudder. ]
Yeah- [ Is all she manages to breathe, groaning lowly against his lips and rolling her hips eagerly into his. Her eyelids flutter closed a moment, a hiss of a curse on her lips as she drags her nails against his shoulders, pressing her forehead to his again. ] Fuck, that's good- You always feel so fucking good, Leonard...
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He groans too when it happens, Head falling back when the kiss breaks, hips rocking up harder and hands gripping her hips more tightly too, pulling her down onto his lap. ]
God, darling... just like that. Love it, hah— when you ride me like that. [ He's panting, words heavy, breath hot and gaze dark as he watches her move atop him, lovely body arched so sweetly for his eyes alone. ]
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He makes it look too damn easy, and she stiffens when she feels it, muscles tightening immediately around him before she lets out a soft cry buried into his neck. Whispering another swear, she ruts her hips a little harder into him, breath shallow in her chest. ]
Yeah- yeah, Leonard- God, you know just how to fuck me, don't you? [ Her cheeks are flushed, body writhing eagerly in his lap as she tugs him in for another kiss. Her pace starts to quicken a bit, forehead pressing to his as she rides him more insistently, his chair squeaking slightly under the effort. ]
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Sara, God, I'm going to, [ He trails off, words lost to a moan, head tipping back and hips jerking erratically. He's so close, which he's sure she's realized by now, with the way he paws at her, clutches her tightly, tugs her down onto his lap more forcefully with each thrust. He knows she's just getting there too, so he puts what focus he can into offering more stimulus, one of his hands moving up to her breasts again, cupping one and pinching the nipple tightly. ]
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Nipping at his neck, she groans at his words, jaw dropping as she feels him really start to lose himself. ] C'mon, Leonard- c'mon, come for me... [ Her voice is tight, breathy in his ear as they buck eagerly, desperately together. Body arching into the cup of his hand, she dips her head down to sink her teeth into the base of his neck, muffling a sharp cry as she feels herself reaching the edge. ] Fuck-!
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Leonard comes with a low, heated groan, hips grinding and bucking harder, thrusting a couple more times before he's coming deep into her, whole body jerking and arching off the chair, hands gripping hard at her as his mind slips away from him for a few good seconds, bliss taking over him. ]
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She can feel him snap underneath her, feel the tremors seize through him and his release hot inside her. The harder he thrusts, the deeper he presses into her, her body clenched tight around his cock as she ruts harder and harder into him, chasing her own release.
It doesn't take long. Not with him already at his peak, the strong grip of his hands tight enough on her hips to leave a mark. She muffles another cry into his shoulder, biting down again as she feels herself start to unravel. One more rough thrust from him and she's there, the heat white hot behind her eyes, her body taken by shudders and tremors as she rides herself out in his lap. ]
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