Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.pas.earthlink.net!elnk-nf2-pas!newsfeed.earthlink.net!newshub.sdsu.edu!border1.nntp.dca.giganews.com!nntp.giganews.com!news-xfer.newsread.com!yellow.newsread.com!news-toy.newsread.com!netaxs.com!newsread.com!POSTED.newshog.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: From: "Nick" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: N2U TNG: "The Anthropology of Love" P/Q [NC-17] 2/3 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Lines: 400 Date: Thu, 30 Dec 2004 15:55:09 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: newshog.newsread.com 1104422109 209.198.142.218 (Thu, 30 Dec 2004 10:55:09 EST) NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 30 Dec 2004 10:55:09 EST Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:86515 X-Received-Date: Thu, 30 Dec 2004 07:55:11 PST (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) For header info, see part 1/3. "It's all right, Jean-Luc=85 we can come all over the sheets, or the=20 furniture, or the walls if we're feeling really adventurous. They=20 won't mind. I promise." The man was never certain when Q was or=20 wasn't reading his mind, and he had even experimented a bit with=20 being allowed to read parts of Q's mind; in this instance, though, it=20 seemed more likely that his lover simply knew him well enough to read=20 his expression.=20 "Nor will I, I expect," Picard rumbled, tangling his fingers=20 in soft, dark hair and dragging the entity's head down for a hot,=20 enveloping kiss. Their hands were everywhere, caressing heaving=20 chests, pinching tight, straining nipples, clawing at shoulders and=20 enjoying the play of muscles under the soft skin of tight biceps.=20 Jean-Luc lost track of which limbs were whose, of which tongue=20 belonged to him, of whether he was on top and thrusting his cock into=20 the join of his lover's leg or whether he was below and pinned by=20 sturdy weight as his cock sought friction against his lover's=20 stomach. Were his cries raspy and rumbling, or silky and whimpering?=20 He only knew that he strove, and Q strove, and they were so close=20 that not being inside each other was becoming increasingly=20 intolerable. Q's lips were warm and full, swelling fuller as they=20 pressed roughly against his (or were his warm, full lips swelling=20 against Q's?), and soon Jean-Luc was clutching his lover's ass=20 urgently. "I know this is supposed to be a=85 romantic getaway, Q,=20 but=85" he panted distractedly, blinking and trying to hold onto his=20 ability to form complete sentences.=20 "But you'd like to get on with the fucking?" Q's voice was a=20 silky purr, husky with desire, and it made the man shiver, made the=20 man's cock weep.=20 "God, yes." His mind reeled with all of the things he wanted=20 to do to Q and wanted Q to do to him. He would take any one of them,=20 or anything else his lover might have in mind, if only he could have=20 it now. With an impish smirk, Q shifted gracefully until he was=20 straddling Jean-Luc's thighs, poised some inches above the man's=20 body. He wrapped long fingers around the base of his lover's=20 erection, eliciting a hoarse moan and an unrestrained thrust of=20 muscular hips. "Good, because I've been wanting to do this for hours." Q=20 didn't break eye contact, though his lids drooped heavily, as he sank=20 down on Picard's cock, engulfing it inch by inch in slick, tight=20 heat, and ending with a delicate whimper as their hips met. Jean-Luc=20 saw stars and his ears hummed with his own blood as it rushed to his=20 groin, making his cock harder, thicker, making it fill Q completely=20 until it could only be that Q's ass was the mold from which his cock=20 was made. He shuddered and fought to keep his eyes open so that he=20 could watch the entity begin to move. Q arched back, stretching his=20 long body longer, and sweat shone on his pale chest in the dim=20 light. "Ohhhh, Jean-Luc=85 you're lucky I didn't=85" The entity=20 swallowed, closing his eyes and riding out a gentle shudder as his=20 hips rocked. "=85 throw you down in=85 the performance hall and=85 ride=20 your cock right there." Moaning softly, the man met his lover's=20 thrusts with as much restraint as he could summon. Jean-Luc's painful=20 erection told him to surge up and throw Q onto his back, to pound him=20 through the alien bed and on through the floor, to hear his screams=20 as he came and came and came in the way that only Q could, but the=20 rest of him overruled its suggestion; seeing that beautiful face echo=20 every sensation his cock elicited inside that writhing, luscious body=20 was perfect and part of him never wanted either of them to come. He=20 wanted Q to ride him forever. But a little faster couldn't hurt. "Do I feel good, Q?" Picard didn't have the composure to keep=20 the lust from roughening his voice and he didn't try, though he used=20 every ounce of concentration he had to achieve the steady, sing-song=20 rumble he knew his lover couldn't resist.=20 "Yesss=85 oh=85 ohhhh yes=85" Q moaned, his rhythm increasing very=20 slightly as he began to draw himself further off of the man's cock=20 with each upstroke, making the downstrokes heavier, deeper.=20 Desperately resisting the urge to grab the entity's hips and pull=20 them down as he thrust again and again into all of that tight=20 strength, Jean-Luc dug his fingertips into Q's lean thighs and held=20 on. His lover's inner muscles groped at his cock, massaging it, and=20 lying there with relative passivity seemed, at that moment, like the=20 hardest thing he'd ever had to do. Without really knowing how,=20 though, the man knew it was what Q wanted, and so he made himself do=20 it. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew, too, that it would be=20 so much better this way. Q groaned through clenched teeth, tossing=20 his head back and bracing his splayed fingertips against Picard's=20 lower stomach for leverage as he fucked himself on the man's=20 straining cock. "You're so big=85 I can't believe=85 you fit, but=85 you=20 do=85 like you were made to be inside me=85 Ohhhh, Jean-Luc=85" Jean-Luc=20 clenched harder at his lover's thighs as Q's throaty voice washed=20 over him, bathing him in sex and need and love and relief. He was=20 going to lose it if he didn't hold tightly enough; he was going to=20 empty his aching balls inside those hot, gripping muscles and that=20 was going to be the end of it. But he held on because, more than he=20 wanted to come, he loved being the instrument of Q's pleasure, and=20 watching as Q's body strained and shook with the tension of their=20 maddeningly slow build.=20 "Q=85" Picard growled softly, with one hard thrust for=20 emphasis, as his thighs began to tremble. Q's eyes widened as the=20 man's cock touched him so deeply inside, and he fell forward across=20 his lover's body with a strangled whimper. "You're so beautiful=85"=20 Jean-Luc choked, losing his mind with the feel of Q's muscles=20 squeezing him and Q's body touching him everywhere, Q's hands=20 clutching at his shoulders and Q's hard cock rubbing against his=20 stomach. "I've spent half=85 ohhh, God, Q=85 half my life exploring=85 and= =20 you're the most=85 beautiful thing I've ever seen=85" When Q moaned=20 loudly in response, his hot breath singeing the fine hairs of=20 Picard's earlobe in a way that was impossibly erotic, the man lost=20 control. Grabbing hold of the entity's ass with both hands, he guided=20 Q's body down to meet his thrusts, each one harder, faster, and=20 deeper than the last. His planted feet were sliding out from under=20 them along the soft bedspread with the force of their rhythm and his=20 fingertips slipped repeatedly from Q's sweaty skin, but it didn't=20 matter. Jean-Luc was arching back into the bed and his cock was doing=20 all of the thinking, plunging itself remorselessly into the tight=20 heat that was Q, and the rest of his body did what it had to do to=20 maintain and heighten the dizzying friction.=20 "Jean-Luc=85 Jean-Luc=85" Q's moans were strangled and his body=20 was trembling tightly as they slid against each other over and over=20 and over. Bright stars popped in Picard's eyes, vibrant alien colors=20 swirled around him, and the sound of his lover's helpless rapture=20 buoyed him above and outside of himself. He felt light and free and=20 for a few seconds as though he had existed in no other place or time=20 or situation, as though he had been born into Q's body, and onto this=20 strange bed, in this strange room, with no other purpose than to make=20 love to the beautiful creature in his arms. He hovered, seeing the=20 light and resisting it with gentle serenity, waiting. "Oh=85 Oh, Jean- Luc=85 Jean-Luc, I'm=85" Q arched against him, shuddering deeply and=20 crying out with a husky, choked sob. As the entity's nails dug into=20 his chest with mindless cruelty, as he felt the first hot spurts=20 between their stomachs and the first spasming clench of his lover's=20 muscles around his cock, Jean-Luc came. Q's ecstasy was like food and=20 fuel and the man groaned out his bliss as he emptied himself into his=20 lover's body. Shuddering again when Picard came inside him, Q=20 whimpered, his flushed, swollen mouth open, his dark eyes black and=20 staring. Their bodies were reluctant to part with such perfection, so=20 they clung together, moving tenderly until there was only stillness=20 and warmth. -- Q rarely slept in any sense, although he sometimes wrapped=20 his vast consciousness in Jean-Luc's slumber and felt the emotionless=20 nothingness of it. At first it had terrified him; nothingness was an=20 almost universal fear among Q, being so contrary to their natures.=20 Jean-Luc's surrender to nothingness, though, seemed both courageous=20 and honest. He longed to match his lover in those qualities, for his=20 lover's benefit and for his own sense of self-worth, and so he let=20 his human body lie helpless and essentially unconscious while he=20 experienced the man's sleep. But sleep was not the only experience Q=20 now relished despite having disdained it before meeting his human=20 starship captain; he allowed the warm, faintly throbbing soreness to=20 remain in the depths of his human body as a delicious reminder of=20 what they had done together. He left them sticky with drying sweat=20 and semen, something he would have found vulgar and disgustingly=20 mortal such a short time before, and he did it because he knew Jean- Luc would regret its absence. More than that, though, he did it=20 because his love for the man made him want, beyond all rationality,=20 to emulate him. When Picard stirred gently beneath him, Q pulled back=20 into himself and his human eyelids fluttered open to reveal the=20 dreamily content face of his lover only inches away. Jean-Luc smiled=20 softly, the expression tugging at Q's heart with the way it seemed to=20 take twenty years off of his age. The entity had not yet had the=20 nerve to broach the subject of what they might do to circumvent the=20 man's impending mortal death, but he would. Soon. "Good morning, Darling," Q murmured, grinning against the=20 soft skin of Picard's shoulder.=20 "It can't be morning already; I feel like I closed my eyes=20 five minutes ago." The man's silky baritone was thick and rougher=20 than usual, but his immaculate diction suffered hardly a whit from=20 the recent nap. It made Q shiver, and he decided to exert some effort=20 toward tamping down his superhuman Q-stamina. This was supposed to be=20 a romantic holiday, not a debauched screw-fest.=20 "In the scheme of things you might as well have=85 but you're=20 right, it isn't morning." Jean-Luc grinned with knowing indulgence=20 and tangled lazy fingers in his lover's dark hair. "I know, I know=85 my entire lifespan is five minutes in the=20 scheme of things. Philosophy aside, how long did I actually sleep?"=20 Pressing into the man's touch, Q brushed full lips against the inside=20 of his lover's wrist and stretched along the length of him, loving=20 the way his human muscles burned and trembled.=20 "An hour. Your internal clock is such a bother, you know. If=20 you're scheduled to be sleeping you're out in ten seconds and up=20 before the alarm, and if you're scheduled to be awake I can't put you=20 down for more than two hours without a massive dose of sedatives."=20 Jean-Luc's dark brows crinkled as his thin, chiseled lips twitched,=20 and Q could tell he was weighing the pros and cons of an ironic=20 rejoinder. Yawning languidly, the entity smirked, waiting. "I'm not scheduled to be awake at the moment, but I am. It=20 probably has something to do with what a waste it would be to sleep=20 through having a beautiful, naked immortal stretched out against me=20 in bed." Q's dark eyes glittered and his lips smacked lightly against=20 the man's shoulder. "You know you can have that whenever you like." The warm,=20 vibrating pleasure of Picard's rumbling chuckle rocked Q and made him=20 unconsciously squirm against the man. "Did you really drag me off for a romantic holiday on a far- flung planet so that you could downplay every amorous thing I said to=20 you?" Q shifted on top of Jean-Luc, craning his neck just enough so=20 that their mouths met, and kissed him. Their lips parted slowly but=20 without reservation, and the kiss deepened. Though most of the=20 lovers' immediate hunger had been sated, they felt the unguarded=20 candor born of knowing that the most intimate parts of themselves had=20 been coaxed open and shared. There was nothing to tease with, nothing=20 to keep back or hide.=20=20 "Mais naturellement, Mon Capitaine," Q murmured, pulling away=20 to regard the man with playful affection. "All the better to glean=20 further endearments, my dear. And besides, that particular comment=20 was less amour and more d=E9sir." Snorting fondly, Jean-Luc held his=20 lover more tightly against him. "You speak more French than I do, mon amour." "And better. I'm just trying to make you feel at home."=20 "My home is the USS Enterprise." As he spoke, the man grinned=20 faintly and let his sleepy gaze wander over their alien=20 accommodation. Q could see the way his hazel eyes sparkled with=20 curiosity and appreciation, the way his chin shifted in time with=20 some private speculation, and it pleased the entity intensely.=20 "Of course it is. That's why I call you 'Captain'." Looking=20 back at his lover, Jean-Luc nodded with an exaggerated air of long- suffering tolerance, but he failed to prevent a warm twinkle from=20 dancing in his eyes.=20=20 "While we're on the subject of your bizarre and questionable=20 motivations, my most beloved of nuisances, what exactly are we doing=20 here?" Q couldn't resist the urge to pout until Picard gave in and=20 petted his hair more earnestly, affecting an apologetic frown. It was=20 a ritual to which neither gave more than a passing thought anymore.=20 "I told you; we're here to enjoy the Malons' winter=20 celebration." Though he tried to sound dismissive, the entity was=20 secretly glad that Jean-Luc had brought the conversation back around=20 to their reason for being on Malon. He mentally rubbed his Q-hands=20 together in anticipation. The man stretched against him, one knee=20 caressing his thigh with lazy pleasure as intelligent eyes glinted=20 idle promises. "I know what you told me, Q. I won't deny that these people=20 are charming and that their=85 aesthetics are enjoyable, to say the=20 least, but I still want to know why, of all of the places and times=20 at your disposal, you chose to haul me to the other end of space and=20 time for a murder festival." Q looked mysterious, glancing across the=20 room for effect. "Don't pretend you don't want to know why they're celebrating=20 the murder of one of their most beloved patriarchs, Jean-Luc." Even=20 without his human peripheral vision, Q could detect a rise in those=20 dark brows, could detect a thoughtful jut in that strong jaw. Taking=20 advantage of Picard's momentary distraction, the entity slithered=20 down his body to plant wet, sensuous kisses over his lover's compact,=20 muscled chest. "You were all but bursting out of those Malon pants=20 from the moment we got here," he purred, swirling an agile tongue=20 around one dimpled areola before taking the nipple gently between his=20 teeth. Jean-Luc gave a soft, helpless moan that was laced with just=20 enough irritation to make Q smirk. The man greatly valued his ability=20 to think and rarely appreciated having it stolen from him without=20 notice, and so of course Q endeavored to do it as often as possible,=20 for his own amusement and their mutual satisfaction. "And it wasn't=20 just my sexy coat, either," he went on against the delicate skin of=20 Picard's collarbone. "It was all these pretty colors, all these=20 foreign things you can't quite wrap your mind around. Exploration=20 makes you hard, Jean-Luc. You've been in some sort of intellectual=20 heat all day." The man's body shook with hearty, rumbling laughter=20 even as it arched against Q's teasing fingertips and warm, hungry=20 mouth.=20 "I never=85 mmmm=85" Jean-Luc paused to enjoy the way his lover's=20 tongue flicked back and forth along the length of his ear. "I never=20 said you didn't have my number, Q; I'm not sure why you feel the need=20 to dangle it in front of me." Q opened his mouth to breathe something=20 sexy and teasing about other things he might dangle in front of the=20 man instead, when Picard wove the fingers of both hands into his hair=20 and turned his head to kiss him. Closing his eyes, the entity fought=20 back a moan of pleasure and sent his tongue to war with Jean-Luc's,=20 determined to claim the man's mouth in a clear victory. This was his=20 seduction and he wasn't going to give it up without a fight. In the=20 end, his lover accepted him, grinning into the kiss to show that he=20 had only aggressed to provoke the entity into overpowering him.=20 Picard's equivocal submission inflamed Q, challenging him and filling=20 him with the power to meet the challenge. He growled, narrowing his=20 eyes and nipping at the man's lower lip. Jean-Luc tilted his head=20 against the soft, dark bedding and gazed up at the entity with dreamy=20 lust sparkling in his eyes, but when he spoke again his voice was=20 almost infuriatingly steady. "If I've had this intellectual erection=20 for hours and hours, why not take pity on me and do something to=20 relieve it?" Grinning wickedly, Q trailed his fingertips through the=20 gray-black hair dusting the man's chest and along the downy trail=20 that led past his navel and lower.=20 "Are you sure you don't want me to take care of this first?"=20 the entity murmured as he wrapped a lithe hand around Jean-Luc's=20 rapidly swelling cock. The man grimaced with the pleasure of it and=20 his thighs parted invitingly. "First? Yes=85 I'm sure=85 although you're omniscient and all- powerful=85 I imagine you could manage both at the same time." "You want me to tell you the story of the murder of Tephemus=20 while I jerk you off? Holy sexual perversion, Jean-Luc! What a dirty=20 little thing you are! I thought I was being at least partly facetious=20 with that whole 'exploration makes you hard' thing, but it really=20 does, doesn't it?" "I'm not arguing." Q's dark eyes blackened and his nostrils=20 flared as he squeezed the man's desire gently, feeling the way it=20 pulsed and twitched in his grasp. It was hot and kinetic, a rod of=20 bright, hard light in his Q-vision.=20 "It really is quite a long story, and your cock is=20 practically jumping in my hand. Are you sure you can last?" Picard=20 shivered, a smirk ghosting across his chiseled lips as he tucked his=20 hands behind his head and got comfortable.=20 "I'm certainly game=85 unless you think my cock jumping in your=20 hand might be too much of a distraction." Narrowing his eyes, Q=20 gripped the man's erection more firmly, duly satisfied when Jean-Luc=20 clenched his teeth and thrust against him with something like=20 defiance. The man could control himself now, and it was delicious to=20 watch him approach the task so confidently, but Q didn't plan to let=20 that go on for long. Picard would be writhing and coming all over=20 himself long before the entity finished his story, a suitable=20 punishment for issuing a challenge to an immortal demi-god.=20=20 "Of course not," he said as airily he as he could manage with=20 Jean-Luc's cock slithering over his palm. Q lay down beside the man,=20 resting his weight on one elbow as he stroked slowly, keeping the=20 pressure light at first. He was going to win without=20 cheating. "Tephemus was a sort of warrior priest who united the=20 various states on Malon with a combination of tough love and=20 diplomacy." Q kept his eyes locked on Picard's as he spoke. With the=20 obvious exception of his cock, the man's eyes were the most telling=20 gauges of his arousal; his pupils would begin to dilate and his=20 expression would grow hazy. He might tremble just before he came, or=20 he might remain perfectly still, he might cry out or he might remain=20 utterly silent, but there was no doubt that his eyes would widen and=20 stare helplessly at nothing just before he filled Q's fist with his=20 hot, wet defeat.=20 For now, though, Jean-Luc's expression was irritatingly lucid, and=20 altogether too smug for the entity's liking. Q worked his thumb=20 gently along the underside of the man's erection as he spoke again.=20 "The governors hated him, of course, but the people loved him. He=20 worked some of the local authorities into political corners and=20 forced them to resign or ally with him, and they went to war against=20 the rest. Remarkably Q-like in his approach, really. Anyway, servants=20 betrayed masters, assistants leaked secrets to the enemy, guards=20 abandoned their posts=85" Q trailed off to lick his lips and watch=20 Picard's eyelids flutter as the man shuddered very faintly. His=20 erection had begun to weep and Q gathered the moisture to smooth it=20 along the firm, veiny length of him, earning a pained sigh for his=20 trouble. The entity knew he was pressing his own cock into Jean-Luc's=20 thigh, but he ignored it; the last thing he needed right now was to=20 get caught up in his own desire for the elegant creature stretched=20 out in front of him. He was in control, damn it, and he was going to=20 stay that way. "Are you sure you don't want me to just make you come=20 right now and finish the story later?" the entity purred, his dark=20 eyes dancing with smug menace as he drew his hand smoothly up and=20 down the length of Picard's quivering cock. "Quite sure." Though the man writhed a bit and his toes=20 curled, his deep voice was steady enough to almost make Q angry.=20 "Well, as long as you're sure." Q altered his approach,=20 dipping soft fingertips down to fondle the sensitive, tender sac=20 below Jean-Luc's erection. The man whimpered softly, his dark brows=20 crinkling together in a way that made Q want to forget everything and=20 draw those strong thighs over his shoulders. He cleared his=20 throat. "Tephemus understood people=85 well, he understood Malons, and=20 he understood how to give them what they wanted. He made his citizens=20 feel as though they were free and in charge of their own piteously=20 brief lives and they made him Prime Minister." Teasingly, Q danced=20 his fingertips along Jean-Luc's skin until they encountered the hot,=20 tight entrance to the man's body.=20 [Continued in part 3/3] ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. Most recent messages can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML. NewMessage: