Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!border2.nntp.dca.giganews.com!border1.nntp.dca.giganews.com!nntp.giganews.com!newsread.com!newsstand.newsread.com!POSTED.monger.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: NEW TNG "Hard Won: Revelations" 2/2 [NC-17] P/Q Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Lines: 476 Date: Tue, 28 Sep 2004 16:55:05 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: monger.newsread.com 1096390505 209.198.142.218 (Tue, 28 Sep 2004 12:55:05 EDT) NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 28 Sep 2004 12:55:05 EDT Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:84891 X-Received-Date: Tue, 28 Sep 2004 09:55:06 PDT (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: Hard Won: Revelations Author: Nick (plan9channel7 at witty dot com) Series: TNG Rating: NC-17 Codes: P/Q=20 Part: 2/2 Feedback: Yes, please. Here, there and everywhere. For disclaimer, summary, etc, see part 1/2. "Jean-Luc," Q murmured thickly, pushing himself up and out of=20 Picard's reluctantly unresisting embrace. The entity's gaze was=20 bleary, his expression vaguely anxious.=20 "Yes, Q?" Sitting up slowly, Q brushed a hand absently across his=20 own chest and in an instant he was fully dressed again. Picard=20 watched quietly, feeling as though someone had mistaken his guts for=20 spaghetti and was twisting a fork into them, tangling,=20 pulling. //He's leaving.// With a soft, resigned sigh, the captain=20 tucked an arm behind his head. "Do you feel better now?" Q asked quietly. Crossing his legs and=20 folding his hands in his lap, he watched Jean-Luc with shy eyes. "Better than what?" "Than when you stepped out of the transporter room on the verge of=20 hysteria." Blinking, Picard raised himself onto his elbows and=20 stared at Q. The entity swallowed guiltily. //He *has* been watching=20 me!// "That was you in the turbolift making me think I'd lost my mind."=20 Exhaling, Q shrugged half-heartedly and flashed the captain a=20 sheepish, wincing smile. "I didn't mean to make you think that. Of course, I should have=20 known you would." He gestured aimlessly, casting a wistful glance=20 around Picard's bedroom. "I'd been watching you for so long, and I=20 knew how much stress you were under=85 so I made a little bit of my=20 presence known." The memory of that strange tickle along the back of=20 his neck was vivid and glowing in Jean-Luc's mind, and the man=20 frowned. "How did you expect me to react, under the circumstances?" Q tapped=20 his fingers on his bent knees and looked up at the ceiling as though=20 the perfect wording for his response might be scrawled there. "To a Q, being alone in your own=85 well, your own mind, as it were=85=20 is terrifying, petrifying, even. I thought it would=85 comfort you."=20 The idea that Q might have shown him kindness of any kind,=20 successful or not, would have been inconceivable to Picard only an=20 hour before. Now, though, he found that he not only believed the=20 sincerity of the entity's claim, but he was responding to it=20 emotionally. Shifting onto his side, the captain reached for one of=20 Q's hands. "Q=85" he murmured, though he had no idea what to say.=20 "Yes, Jean-Luc?" Those deep brown eyes were sober and=85 tired? //Why=20 is he like this? What's upsetting him? He's a Q, for God's sake!//=20 Gropingly, Picard clutched at Q's hand and felt his own gripped=20 fiercely, in spite of the entity's fatigued expression. "What's this all about? Tell me." When Q turned his head, his=20 withdrawal of eye contact seemed less like flight than surrender.=20 The captain moved closer to him on the bed, his concern for the=20 entity displacing all other emotions. With an anguished growl, Q=20 raised his free hand to snap, but when Picard squeezed him more=20 tightly out of instinctive desperation, the entity's hand stilled=20 and his gaze whipped back toward him. There was passion in Q's eyes,=20 and fear, but the most prominent sentiment his unshielded expression=20 displayed was shock. "You don't want me to leave," Q whispered, not bothering to hide his=20 awe. A lump of inexpressible but nonetheless demanding emotion rose=20 in Picard's throat, choking him so that the only word he could cram=20 past it was, "No." Hoping his body might express what his mind could not, Jean- Luc scrambled up to kneel on the bed and drew Q close to him,=20 pressing his lips to the entity's temple. Q melted against him and=20 threaded his arms around the man's neck, holding tightly.=20 "Jean-Luc=85mon amour=85" he whispered.=20 Had Jean-Luc Picard been virtually any other man, he would have=20 flinched, stiffened, gasped or choked at those words. Instead,=20 though his mind reeled with astonishment and confusion, he only=20 strengthened his embrace of the warm, limp body in his arms.=20 "Oh, Q," he breathed, the full force of the entity's pain washing=20 over him in a staggering wave of realization. Q was in love with=20 him, or something Q thought was love. The Continuum would know,=20 wouldn't they? Memories of Q's espoused disdain for Humanity flooded=20 Picard's mind, but instead of bristling with indignation, he felt=20 only heavy, heart-breaking sympathy. If the other Q felt that way=20 about Humans, what must they think of Q's falling in love with one?=20 What must Q think of himself? A wet sniffle in his ear brought=20 Picard back to concrete reality. "Q, are you=85?" "Crying? Yes, Jean-Luc. Disgusting things, these bodies," the entity=20 grunted sardonically, pulling away slightly so that they could look=20 at each other. Q's eyes shimmered with unshed tears and his nostrils=20 had begun to redden. "But not yours," he went on, with an ironic=20 grimace that tore at Picard's lumbering, mechanical heart. "Yours is=20 a necessary part of what has turned out to be an evisceratingly=20 beautiful whole." The captain swallowed and closed his eyes against=20 the self-recrimination and pain in Q's expression, in his words, and=20 in the way his silky voice cracked and grated. It was a cowardly=20 thing to do, he told himself, but he couldn't help feeling that the=20 entity's agony might rip him apart if he did not.=20 "I'm sorry," he whispered gently, trailing a blind hand up the arm=20 of Q's Starfleet uniform and into the entity's soft, dark hair. A=20 deep tenderness took him at the thought of all of that pain and the=20 dramatic change it had brought about in Q's demeanor. Even as he=20 submitted to it, he couldn't help wondering where it had come from.=20 Had he only been waiting for Q to give him the opportunity to be=20 something other than outraged or suspicious? But it was so much=20 safer to concentrate on Q's feelings. "I'm sorry, Q." "Sorry?" the entity snorted, though even as Jean-Luc opened his eyes=20 to see the expression it softened. It was obvious that Q didn't have=20 the emotional strength left to live up to his expectation of=20 belligerence. "What do you have to be sorry about? The way you've=20 treated me tonight, Picard, you ought to be expecting an official=20 commendation." Jean-Luc cupped Q's face in his hands and stared into=20 it, holding more tightly when the entity made a cursory effort to=20 pull away. "It's 'Picard', now, is it?" Q smiled mirthlessly. "You have every reason to mock me, Jean-Luc. Don't stop there."=20 Picard grimaced, felt his stomach twist with frustration and=20 desperation to find some perfect verbal salve for Q's angry=20 emotional wounds.=20 "That isn't what I mean=85" "No, of course it isn't!" the entity snarled, his lips swollen and=20 wet. "Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise has never=20 uttered an unkind word=85 and here he has a semi-omnipotent immortal=20 trembling with ridiculous love for him and all he wants to do is=20 make it better." His eyes narrowing, the captain shook Q gently. "Q, listen to me." "Don't you understand, Jean-Luc? All I do anymore is listen to you!=20 I listen to you humming in the shower! I listen to you ordering your=20 happy little worker ants on the bridge=85 I've listened to you=20 say, 'Tea, Earl Grey. Hot,' thirty-three times in the last month=20 alone!" Q pulled roughly away from Picard as the man knelt, stunned=20 to realize exactly how much he had been watched without his=20 knowledge. "I don't need your pity, Mon Capitaine. I've done what I=20 came to do. Now, if you'll excuse me." How childish Q was being,=20 raising that hand to snap himself away! Though every fiber of=20 Picard's being railed against impetuous decisions, the entity gave=20 him no choice. "Q, wait!" And Q did wait. Jean-Luc grabbed his arm firmly, hazel=20 eyes hard and full of emotion. "Damnit, Q! I don't pity you, and if=20 you want to avoid making me extremely angry, you'll stop threatening=20 to flash out like that." The entity met Picard's gaze willfully for=20 a moment and seemed ready to protest. The captain held firm, though,=20 shifting his jaw and daring Q to argue.=20=20 "All right Jean-Luc," Q said finally, lowering his hand. "Tell me=20 what you want." Dark brows crinkled as Picard frowned.=20 "I was about to ask you the same thing." "I would have thought that was obvious. Have I forgotten some=20 tedious Human custom? Should I have brought dead foliage?" In spite=20 of himself, Picard smiled very faintly.=20 "You want to court me, Q?" Q scowled and wrenched his arm out the=20 man's grasp, but there was no real energy in the gesture.=20 When the entity didn't seem likely to answer verbally, Picard leaned=20 forward and kissed him softly on the mouth. Q's eyes widened and he=20 sighed, his warm breath tickling Jean-Luc's face. Encouraged, the=20 man shifted his weight forward until Q's kneeling position could no=20 longer support them and they drifted down onto the bed.=20 "I'm warning you, Jean-Luc=85 Don't tease me," the entity breathed,=20 clutching at Picard's bare shoulders as the man settled atop him.=20 Smiling down with twinkling eyes, Jean-Luc trailed his fingers=20 through Q's hair tenderly. "Or what?" Seemingly incapable of stopping himself, Q tilted his=20 head back and pressed into the man's touch.=20 "I'll turn everyone on this ship into a puddle of semi-sentient=20 space goo," he mumbled dreamily. "Not much of a stretch, really."=20 Picard felt warm, soft lips on his palm and he leaned down to kiss=20 Q's flushed cheek lightly before murmuring, "I think you know that's not the best way to win me over." The=20 entity stilled beneath him, his face turned to the side and=20 partially hidden by the bedspread. When he spoke, his voice was=20 quiet and uncharacteristically hesitant. "You say that as though there were a chance." Picard smoothed a hand=20 over Q's uniform and exhaled. There was such a commotion in his=20 mind, so much he wanted to say and so much he was terrified to even=20 think.=20 "I don't think chance comes into it," he sighed, full of warmth and=20 fear. Q looked up at him, his dark eyes suddenly clear and sharp. "You're out of your miniscule Human mind if you think I'm using my=20 powers to persuade --" "Hush, Q. Of course I don't think that. If you were using your=20 powers, I imagine we would already have had some sort of farcical=20 joining ceremony and I would be chained to whatever passes for your=20 bed back in the Continuum." The entity shivered and thrust his hips=20 against Jean-Luc's, his breathing beginning to change, to quicken. "You can't imagine the temptation, Jean-Luc. You can't imagine what=20 it's like to know that all I would have to do was wish for it and=20 you'd be like that for me=85 loving me, wanting me." Despite the=20 importance of the conversation, Picard felt himself responding to=20 the friction and heat against him, to the idea of having Q again, of=20 being had by Q. Those intense eyes glittered up at him and he had to=20 take a breath before he could speak. "Then why didn't you?" Q exhaled and craned his neck to let his=20 wistful gaze roam across the room. "It wouldn't be you, would it? A Q's love slave shaped like Jean-Luc=20 Picard is hardly Jean-Luc Picard. I would get bored in a week and=20 find myself wondering what my real captain was doing, only to=20 remember that I'd made him into some sort of grotesque puppet."=20 Grunting, the entity turned back to look at Jean-Luc and to fan a=20 large, warm hand across his chest. The caress brought a soft hiss of=20 pleasure from the captain, though he struggled to remain still,=20 focused. "This is you, and even if I can't have you, it would be a=20 crime to deprive the Universe of something so perfect." The ironic=20 tilt of Q's grin did little to hide the sincerity in his eyes and=20 Picard melted above him, nuzzling the entity's neck and inhaling his=20 human scent. "Q," he whispered huskily, tugging at Q's uniform sleeve. "Can't you=20 do something about this?" In an instant they were naked and the=20 sudden, intense sensation of flesh against flesh made them groan.=20 Picard swooned, drunk with pleasure and the sudden realization that=20 he had a man's bare body along his for the first time in more years=20 that he was capable of counting in his present state of mind.=20 Growling softly into Q's neck, he explored the entity's chest with=20 his hands, luxuriating in the feel of taut muscles straining beneath=20 the surface of the soft, flushed skin. Q arched against him with a=20 muted gasp and, as he shifted, surprised Jean-Luc by nudging the=20 man's erection with his knee. //Again=85 already=85 Dieu=85// The man=20 groaned and plunged his hand into Q's hair, tugging his head back=20 urgently to make room for hungry kisses along the entity's throat.=20 "You=85 want me again=85?" Q gasped, thrusting his own hard cock against=20 the juncture of Picard's thigh. That steely velvet, needing and=20 taking as it slid across his long-neglected skin, was too much. Q=20 was so hot and alive, so strong as he writhed and clutched at Jean- Luc's back and shoulders.=20 "Q," Picard growled hoarsely, taking the entity by the arms and=20 rolling them in one smooth motion so that Q lay above him. "Q,=20 please=85" Q supported his weight on one hand and let the fingertips=20 of the other glide over the captain's parted lips. Dark eyes, full=20 of desire, glittered down at Jean-Luc as the man slowly, so slowly,=20 opened his mouth wider and enveloped one of Q's fingers. When Picard=20 licked along the digit's length, massaging the pad and swirling his=20 tongue around the tip suggestively, the entity moaned.=20 "What, Jean-Luc?" Q panted, his eyes never leaving the man's mouth=20 as it made love to his finger. "What do you want?" With effort,=20 Picard tilted his head back and released Q's finger, the wet tip=20 dragging across his bottom lip and leaving a trail of saliva in its=20 wake. Staring up at Q through hooded smoldering eyes, he spread his=20 legs slowly. The entity's breath hitched and he reached between them=20 to fondle the sensitive back of Jean-Luc's thigh with deliberate=20 reverence. Picard let his eyes close completely, let himself relax=20 into the caress and into the soft bedclothes beneath him. It had=20 been so long. He had been empty for so long. "This=85 this is what you=20 want, mon amour?" Q asked gently, with wonder. The man nodded=20 blindly and raised his hips, moaning when he felt the gentle=20 pressure of a slick fingertip at the opening of his body.=20 "Yes=85 Q=85 please." Carefully, and aided by lubrication Q had wished=20 into existence, that fingertip penetrated the tight ring of muscle=20 and entered the captain's body. The faint twinge of pain that=20 accompanied Q's stretching of his entrance sent a shiver of sizzling=20 pleasure through Jean-Luc. It only worsened the ache, though, to=20 have such a small taste of what the man had decided he would die=20 without. When a second finger probed cautiously, Picard didn't wait=20 for it to inch its way inside. His face flushed and his mechanical=20 heart pounding, he thrust forward, engulfing the digit in one=20 smooth, powerful movement. Q made a lustful noise above him, but he=20 hardly heard it over his own shuddering groan. How had he gone so=20 many years without this? How had he gone a day? Craving the rough,=20 hot friction he remembered, he took hold of the sheets for leverage=20 and bucked his hips, fucking himself on Q's fingers until the entity=20 withdrew shakily. "*Q*," Picard moaned desperately, his eyes flying=20 open as his body began to tremble with the force of his need.=20 "Tell me=85 you've done this=85 before," Q grated out, positioning the=20 pulsing, wet tip of his human prick against the man's opening. "Tell=20 me I'm not=85 going to hurt you." "It's been... a long time=85 but you're not going to hurt me=85 Please,=20 Q=85 Don't make me wait. I can't wait=85" Picard's pleas trailed off=20 into ragged, rumbling whimpers. Bracing himself with one hand on the=20 man's sweaty thigh and gritting his teeth, Q pressed forward. As=20 much as Jean-Luc wanted to watch the entity's face as he entered his=20 body, the exquisite heat opening him tore away what little control=20 he still had over his actions. His eyes rolled back into his head as=20 he arched, groaning long and low and raising his legs to wrap them=20 around Q's waist. The entity penetrated him slowly, unmoved by the=20 strong urging of Jean-Luc's heels against the small of his back. As=20 Q pressed further, Picard shook, feeling insane and wondering,=20 dimly, how long it would take him to die of need if his lover=20 decided not to move inside him at all. Finally, their hips met and=20 Jean-Luc moaned at the sheer thought of Q's cock being buried=20 entirely inside him. //I'm letting Q fuck me=85 He could turn me into=20 a toad and I'm letting him fuck me. Immortal or not, the Federation=20 be damned, if he stops I'll kill him.// Lying there under Q, with Q=20 filling him and hovering over him, Picard existed only as a hot,=20 excruciating ache. "Q, please!" he choked, far from caring that he=20 was begging to be fucked in the ass. He would do anything, anything,=20 at that moment to get Q to pound him and ease the throbbing,=20 overwhelming need that had become the entirety of his perception and=20 existence.=20 "You're so=85 beautiful=85 like that=85" Q's voice was a stuttering=20 whisper as he began to move inside Jean-Luc, slowly at first and=20 then harder as the man thrust back against him. The friction was=20 warm, delicious relief, but each layer of need it fulfilled gave way=20 to a deeper, hotter ache. Over and over, deep within him, Jean-Luc=20 felt Q's cock stab that spongy, ecstatic nub that currently made his=20 life worth living, and every stroke drove him further away from=20 himself, further toward the tantalizing but gut-wrenchingly distant=20 precipice of joy. Why was Q holding back? Why wasn't he hammering=20 Jean-Luc into the bed and biting him and pinning him down?=20 "Damnit, Q!" Picard growled roughly, flailing a hand up to grab at=20 the entity's hair and mashing a thumb into his cheek in the=20 process. "I thought you=85 ahhhh=85 loved me!" "I do!" There was exasperation, terror and lust in that throaty=20 croak as Q caressed the man's thighs, his steady rhythm making his=20 hands clumsy.=20 "Then=85 fuck me=85 like you=85 mean it!" His nostrils flaring, Q groaned=20 and let go, thrusting harder and harder until Jean-Luc wondered=20 faintly whether inciting a demi-god to lose control while his cock=20 was inside him might have been a good idea after all. The results,=20 though, were undeniably good. Q wrenched Jean-Luc's hand from his=20 face and pinned it above the man's head, quickly bringing the other=20 up beside it. Pleasure electrifying and consuming him, making him=20 groan rhythmically in time with the now-feverish movements of Q's=20 hips, Picard struggled against the entity's grasp. There was=20 strength there, a deceptive amount given the apparent humanity of=20 Q's current form, and the futility of resistance sent Jean-Luc over=20 the edge. Arching back and crying out in a coarse sob that made his=20 throat sting, the man came hard, splattering their stomachs with a=20 hot rush of semen. Q groaned above him, filling him and tearing him=20 apart with two more faltering, violent thrusts before he came in a=20 shuddering wave within the man's powerfully clenching muscles.=20 When a gasping, trembling Q collapsed atop him this time, Jean-Luc=20 felt none of the awkward embarrassment-by-proxy that had=20 characterized the aftermath of their previous coupling. In fact, he=20 felt little at all aside from warm, gooey contentment for a long=20 time. The subtle hum of the Enterprise's engines and Q's=20 increasingly steady breathing lulled him into a dreamy haze where he=20 was neither conscious nor unconscious. Distantly, almost as=20 something apart from himself, he could feel the dull burn of muscles=20 forced into unusual service with little preparation. The=20 protestations of the muscles that had held Q within his body were=20 the loudest, but there was no real pain -- only a deep, throbbing=20 reminder of what he had forced himself to do without for so long.=20 Something tugged at the edge of his consciousness and he felt=20 himself frown, felt distinctly the way his thick brows crinkled=20 together.=20 "Jean-Luc=85" Q was saying as he shook the man's shoulder gently. "Mmm=85?" Picard forced his eyelids to flutter open and found that Q=20 was watching him intently, those deep brown eyes only inches from=20 his face. The entity exhaled dramatically, then, and rolled away to=20 lie on his back, his arm overlapping Jean-Luc's comfortably. "I thought I'd killed you." There was sarcasm in Q's voice, even the=20 barest hint of playful condescension, and it inexplicably filled the=20 man with elation.=20 "It occurred to me that you might, just after=85 the last thing I=20 said. But what a way to go, hmm?" Q turned his head and quirked an=20 exceptionally mobile brow at Jean-Luc, the corner of his mouth=20 curved wryly. "Feeling shy, Mon Capitaine? What *was* the last thing you said? I=20 can't quite recall." His defenses utterly shot, Picard could only=20 beam at the whole-hearted return of the clever, capricious entity he=20 adored. //Adore? Where did that come from?// "I thought some measure of self censorship might be wise. If I get=20 you riled up again with dirty talk it's doubtful that I'll survive=20 the consequences." With exaggerated nonchalance, Q shrugged and=20 flung his left leg over Jean-Luc's right one, stretching languidly. "I could always just put you back together again. It's not like=20 you're complicated." Picard leaned over and pressed his lips to Q's=20 shoulder, chuckling softly at the mental image of the entity fucking=20 him to death and then reviving him. He really shouldn't encourage Q=20 to joke about using his powers that way, but he couldn't help being=20 amused. "Well, your ability to bring me back from the dead notwithstanding,=20 I'm not feeling like very much fun at the moment. At least not in=20 that department." Q smiled suggestively and trailed a playful=20 fingertip along the column of Jean-Luc's throat. "Fixing that would be easier still." The man frowned and pulled away=20 slightly, the gesture a soft, silent warning.=20 "I want to be like this for a while. It's pleasant and comfortable,=20 and besides, I do have things to do tomorrow that I will need to be=20 well-rested for." With a hesitant smile, Q rolled onto his side=20 facing Jean-Luc and caressed the man's chest, twining his fingers in=20 the gray-black hair he found there. "We can fuck for a week, Jean-Luc," he purred. "However you want it,=20 wherever you want it, and after that you can sleep for a week. Then,=20 when you're ready, it'll be tomorrow morning, just like that." "I want tomorrow morning to come when tomorrow morning is supposed=20 to come, Q." Picard fought off the urge to say, //Don't make me=20 regret letting this go on.// Q exhaled and leaned away from him=20 reluctantly. "Of course you do," he murmured, pushing himself up into a sitting=20 position with obvious effort. There was a pensive silence then, as=20 they looked each other. Jean-Luc felt that there was something he=20 really ought to say, something at the back of his mind, something=20 that he felt guilty for not saying, but he couldn't quite grab hold=20 of it. Propping himself up on his elbows, the man opened his mouth=20 to say something, anything. When Q suddenly snapped himself back=20 into his uniform, though, he closed it, stunned. "If you decide=20 you'd like to do this again, Mon Capitaine, let me know. I'll be in=20 touch," the entity said with gut-wrenching airiness as he poised to=20 snap again. "You're leaving? Just like that?" Picard gaped. "Of course. I told you I came to relieve you. I've done that, and=20 now I'm sure you'd like to get in a few hours of unconsciousness ere=20 the morn. Unless you have something else to say." Jean-Luc=20 swallowed, feeling small and weak under the burn of Q's intense=20 gaze. //Tell him you love him, too,// a voice in his mind seemed to=20 shout from very far away. Clenching his teeth, the man could only=20 shake his head stiffly; he would never utter those words if he were=20 not absolutely certain of their truthfulness, and especially not if=20 he were. Q nodded once, curtly, and snapped his fingers, flashing=20 out and leaving Jean-Luc once again clean, dry and alone in his=20 Starfleet pajamas. 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