dark_ages | landing party ( for thecanarylives )

landing party ( for thecanarylives )

[ He comes to with his head pounding, his vision blurred, and a persistent ringing in his ears. It takes him a while-- a good while, maybe seconds or maybe minutes, to even regain his vision properly, and to take in his surroundings. He's in a shuttle, which is completely wrecked, panels broken and burnt, wires hanging from everywhere, sparks going off and small fires here or there. They're also tilted forward slightly, so he can feel his weight pushing against the belts keeping him strapped to his chair. He looks beyond the window and he sees a lush forest just outside, trees and blue skies as far as the eye can see. It'd be pretty if not for the fact that they've clearly crashed on the planet they were supposed to land on.

Shit. Holy shit, they crashed. How the fuck did they crash? Leonard just wanted to gather some samples from the surface, it didn't even warrant a landing party bigger than two people, how the fuck did they end up like this?

That thought gets his brain into gear. Because he's not alone. He looks over to find Sara passed out, though at least thankfully still strapped to her seat. He lets out a shuddered breath, trying not to panic as he struggles to undo his own safety belt. ]

Sara!! Come on, you piece of shi-- [ His panicked grousing is cut off as his belt comes undone, and he just barely manages to brace himself against the controls rather than slam right into them. Head still spinning, he nevertheless forces himself to stumble towards her, looking her over briefly for possible injuries before he cups her face, trying to wake her up. ] Sara. Hey, can you hear me? Come on, open your eyes...

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[ She gets a low purr from him as her hand reaches lower to massage his balls, his own legs shifting to offer her more room. It might take a little while for him to get hard again, but some slow, gentle teasing and exploration sure aren't going to do any harm, and the heat of the water is incredibly relaxing and comfortable, making him feel all the more at ease.

Breaking the kiss, he trails his lips across her cheek, nuzzling into her hair. It's not purposeful by any means, he's just enjoying the closeness and intimacy of this moment without any kind of rush. ]

[ She's still not entirely recovered from their first round anyway, the buzz of pleasure still lingering at her fingertips and toes. But she does enjoy the soft playfulness of his touch, the quiet, sweet intimacy of the moment.

She smiles against his neck as his head dips down, pressing a soft kiss to his collarbone and letting her eyes sink closed eventually. The steam and the water are doing wonders for any soreness tugging at her muscles, and she lets the spray wash over them both for a long moment. One hand settles itself into his hair, fingertips stroking idly at the back of his head. ]

[ After a bit of teasing, his hands move back up again, rounding her ass and smoothing up her back, tracing over marks and scars. All the while he keeps stealing little pecks from her lips, planting kisses along her cheek and temple, nuzzling against her while they slowly pet and wash each other.

In a way, it feels like relearning each other all over again. After all, it's been months since they've been together like this, and even then it was never with this degree of intimacy. ]

[ The light touch of his fingertips against the scar tissue at her back sends a shiver up her spine, her breath soft and content against his lips. She returns his kisses in turn, trailing along his jaw, his cheek, hands wandering along his arms, his back, his stomach.

It feels worlds away, somehow - the night and morning they'd spent together. There's something much more raw, more real between them now. Something honest that she hasn't let herself feel in years.

She rests her head on his shoulder, pressing kisses into the crook of his neck, fingertips tracing the rounded edge of his shoulder blade. ]

[ He smiles down when she settles against his shoulders, his arms tracing all the way up to her hair, fingers brushing through it, then moving back down to the base of her spine. His arms wrap a little more around her, and he pulls her into something that's closer to a warm embrace, kissing her temple and forehead before his palms trace back down to her ass, kneading it gently. ]

[ A soft hum of a sigh escapes her at the brush of his fingers through her hair, lips pressing in to kiss the base of his neck again. When he pulls her in tighter, she presses in against him easily, head lifting up to catch his lips in another kiss.

Straightening after a moment, she slips her arms around his shoulders, nipping lightly at his lower lip and smiling. ]

We're wasting water.

[ That gets a soft laugh from him. They both know water isn't really wasted on the ship, but the thought amuses him for some reason. Any other time he might've been more conscious about it, but right now he just shrugs dismissively. ]

So be it. I'm not in a rush, are you?

[ The Starfleet technology on board a five year mission is specifically designed to make sure little to nothing goes to waste, really. It's a thought that stems from all those surviving years on her own, taking nothing for granted when the most advanced technology was lightyears away.

Right now though, it feels much like any care she did have in the world has slowly started to melt away. She glances up at him, smiling and shrugging innocently. ]

Not really. [ She strokes her fingertips through his hair, taking his features in a moment before pressing another kiss to his lips. ]

[ He'd offer to just finish the shower and get out, but they may as well be honest here and admit that they're here for more than just washing up.

He hums and tips his head down, parting his lips into that kiss, arms wrapping tight around her and pulling her closer, one of his hands snaking back down to her ass, two fingers slipping between her legs again. ]

[ It all feels way too good to do anything more than stand here, the heat of the water and the steam surrounding them as their hands roam idly along each others' skin.

She lets her eyes sink closed a moment, soaking in his kiss, his touch, weight leaning into his chest. Chuckling softly against his lips as his hands start to wander again, she nips softly at his lip, grazing her teeth along his tongue and grinning.

It occurs to her belatedly that they'd showered together that morning, however many months ago. It's a strange feeling, knowing how far they've come since then. How many walls she's let down. She trails a few kisses along his jaw, hips pressing back into his touch as her hands wander down his chest, his stomach, one hand traveling downwards to massage his balls again. ]

[ Maybe it's the water having an effect on them, or the bit of time they've taken to relax in each other's arms, but their touches now certainly feel more intent, driven. He purrs when she touches his balls again, hips shifting to accommodate that touch, and while one hand teases between her legs from behind, his other hand runs up her torso, sweeping up her side and cupping her breast.

His head tips to the side to welcome the brush of lips and teeth, and he flicks a thumb over her nipple, slow and paced, building up her pleasure without any kind of rush to it now. ]

[ The heat definitely has eased any soreness in her muscles, any tension or nerves that might've lingered from the wear of the day. There's something so easy and comforting about his touch - her body responding eagerly to him as he starts to tease a little more insistently.

Humming lowly at the hand teasing her from behind, she presses her chest into his touch, both hands reaching down now so she can continue massaging his balls while wrapping a hand around his cock. Stroking to a gentle, easy rhythm, she tips her head in to kiss him again, sighing softly against his lips. ]

Mm. You feel good. [ She grins, almost lethargically, like she's drunk somehow on the trace of his hands, the warmth of his kiss. ]

[ He lets out a low groan, shivering from head to toe, when her other hand moves down too. His hips shift slowly, pushing towards that touch, fingers squeezing her breast a little tighter before easing again. ]

God, I've missed you, Sara.

[ Not just missed her, but missed this, the closeness, the intimacy, her touch. Getting to touch her, too. His fingers curl and push into her, pace quicker now, getting more eager as they both steadily work each other up. ]

[ It's satisfying as hell to feel his whole body quiver at her touch, his hips tip eagerly towards her for more. And she gives it to him, grip tightening around his length as she continues to stroke him, fingers working his balls lightly to the same rhythm. ]

Missed you, too. [ It's easy for her to say, despite herself. For months now she's had to stop herself from reaching out to him - when he was hurt, when they were stranded with no one but each other. It's so much easier now to melt into him, let him in. And now that she has, it's damn near addicting.

She sucks in a breath as his fingers work her to a faster pace, and she fists him more quickly in turn, matching his pace as she feels the wetness start to seep from between her legs. ]

[ Luckily this time neither of them have reason to hold back from reaching out. Well, not unless she wants to keep this some kind of secret, but he doubts that's the case. Feels a little pointless either way when the whole crew already seems to be all too aware there's something between them anyway.

He can feel her grow wetter between her legs, and in turn he stiffens against her palm, the eagerness to be inside her no doubt showing in the way he also fingers her a little harder and deeper too, spreading his fingers and stretching her wider. An obvious attempt at speeding things along, but considering how long it's been since they've last fucked, he doubts she'll mind that. ]

[ Between the ridiculous (and, honestly, kind of cute) picture they posted of themselves on the mission and the panic attack she'd had in the middle of sick bay after he'd been kidnapped, the chances of them keeping anything betweent hem a secret from the crew now are slim to none. While she'd prefer to keep private things private, at this point there's really no point.

Besides, right about now, honesty feels too damn good. Her breath tightens in her chest as his hands continue to tease her, jaw dropping at the deep prod of his long fingers between her folds. Groaning lowly, she steps in closer to him, guiding the head of his cock to tease against her entrance. ]

Fuck me, Leonard... Please...

[ She hardly needed to ask him twice, especially when she guided his cock between her legs. He groaned and shuddered from head to toe, and in a second he was guiding her so she had her back against the wall, his hand moving to hoist her leg up around his waist.

Once she caught on, which he was sure wouldn't take long, he just shifted and repositioned himself slightly, and with a swift buck of his hips he was pushing into her, slow at first but then burying the rest of the way inside her with a low grunt. ]

[ Every muscle in her body feels like it's aching for him, alight with desire and need. The shower's not all that large, and it doesn't take much to shift her back against the wall.

Hitching her leg up over his hip, she glances down to watch as the head of his cock spreads her open, sinking slowly into her before his hips rut forward bury his full length inside her.

Jaw dropping, she clutches at his shoulders and lets out a sharp cry, head leaning back against the shower wall as her eyes flutter closed. ]

Ah- fuck yeah...

[ The shower being small works to their advantage, in this case. With that single, swift buck of his hips, he manages to pin her up to the wall, feeling her clench tightly around him when he's got himself sheathed to the hilt.

His muscles tense beneath her harsh grip, but that only seems to encourage him. His hips roll against her without actually pulling out, his own hands gripping her thighs firmly, lifting her a little highers so he's got her pressed up nicely against the wall. ]

[ Her brow furrows and she hisses out another breath as he pins her to the wall, a shudder running through her at how deep he presses in.

Cursing under her breath, the foot still on the ground tiptoes up so she can angle her hips to meet him, a low groan escaping her as his hips start to move. ]

God- Ah- [ She reaches up to tug his face to hers with both hands, claiming his lips with a heated kiss. ]

[ He's panting as she rocks her hips back against him, feeling the angle shift and burying deeper with his next thrust. The tightness of her as she clenches around him makes him shiver from head to toe, and he holds her leg tighter, kissing her briefly before he's reaching down to lift her other leg. ]

God, Sara— [ He moans, punctuating that with another hard thrust, his head tipping to the side so he can deepen the kiss, hungrily biting and licking into the heat of her month. ]

[ Christ, he feels good. Not just because it's been so long, or because of all the shit they went through to get here - though God knows that's part of it. But there's more here now, something she hadn't known she'd been missing back when it was just liquor and drunken fumbling.

With a low groan that echoes in the small space, she lifts her other leg up to hook around his waist, grasping tight at his shoulders and hissing at the change in angle. ]

Leonard... [ She sighs against his lips, jaw dropping at the rough thrust of his hips that buries him deep inside her again. Nipping at his lip, she drags her tongue desperately against his, one hand burying into his hair as she rocks her hips up to him again. ]

[ There's definitely an element of anticipation that's making this feel all the more amazing. It's like being apart for the past months has only served to make their attraction build, the frustration pile on so that the satisfaction is all the greater now.

She feels even better around him, against him, if that's even possible. Tight heat clenching around him, moans and whimpers leaving them each time his cock slides in and buries deep, pressing her hard against the wall.

His lips seek hers in a rough kiss, tongue diving in hungrily, and he grips her tight as the slam of his hips fills the air with the sound of skin hitting skin, pace harder and quicker now as they both drive each other fast towards their climaxes. ]

Shit, close— hah, fuck, Sara...

[ Usually, the second time around is a longer chase. Her release takes a little more time, needs a little more goading and teasing to get there. But he has her undone in no time, fingers grasping desperately at his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he fucks her roughly, pinning her up against the wall and driving in deep.

She's crying out against his lips, sighs building in pitch as her hips rut up hard to meet him, their skin drenched with the shower and her arousal as their bodies make lewd, quick smacking noises that fill the chamber. ]

Yes- fuck, yes- Leonard... Len- [ She presses her forehead to his, eyes shut tight and toes curled against the small of his back as she feels her body coiling towards release. It's not much longer now - another few thrusts and she's there, crying out against the crook of his neck, whole body shuddering and spasming in his arms. ]

[ He did mean it when he said he was close already, and when she comes suddenly, muscles clamping down eagerly around him, it's all it takes to bring him over the edge. He comes with a loud cry of his own, body seizing and arching, hips rutting as he buries harder into her, spilling deep inside with each rough buck of his hips.

He doesn't stop immediately either, his pace desperate, eager, chasing after that blissful pleasure for as long as he can manage to ride that wave. No doubt it carries her through her own orgasm for a while, until he slows down at last, coming down from his high steadily, a limp, panting mess as he all but collapses towards her, thankfully kept up due to having the wall right there. ]

Oh, fuck...

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