Rated - PG maybe bordering on R (not sure)
Set - After Insurrection
Disclaimer - It ain't mine, it's all Paramounts.
Will, youre going to have to get it out. Deanna shifted her weight against him and Will clasped his hands tighter around her waist to prevent her from slipping.
Moving his hand between them his fingers sought out the object of their attention. Ive never seen that happen before, I didnt think it was possible.
Sighing at his attempt to ignore her Deanna tried to wriggle out of his grasp but he only held her tighter. The two of them stood in the middle of Wills quarters their bodies locked in an intimate embrace, a dim light surrounding them. As much as Id like to we cant stay like this forever, it needs to come out.
Will looked at her shocked at the suggestion. I cant, what if the blood circulation stops, it might fall off?
She laughed. It wont fall off, trust me.
Deanna I trust you in everything but this time I think you could be wrong, I think I need a second opinion.
You dont need a second opinion, just move your hips to the left a little and Ill move to the right and itll slide out. She began to move but his hands moved from her waist to her backside stilling her movements.
Wait! If this doesnt work it could leave me with permanent damage.
Will youll be fine. Come on, Thomas would know how to do it.
A flash of jealousy washed over him at the thought that Deanna would do something like this with Thomas, that she had done something like this with him during the time they had been together. The feeling quickly faded as he realized Deanna was his and always would be. I doubt any man including Thomas has ever found himself in this position before Deanna.
<Commander Riker to the Bridge>
Riker here, Im on my way.
Just give it a quick tug then youll be able to go to the bridge. Deannas hands which had been on his shoulders now ran over the muscles of his chest.
I cant risk it, youll have to come with me.
Come on Deanna I know its embarrassing but think about our future, one wrong move could mean an end to your mothers dreams of grandchildren.
So youre just going to walk on to the Bridge with me in your arms and my legs wrapped around your waist? At any other time she would have made the most of the situation, their movements stirring her emotions but Will was needed on the Bridge and at the moment continuing anything sexual was the furthest thing from his mind.
Granted its not something you see everyday but our relationship is hardly a secret any more.
Its not our relationship Im worried about, its my job.
Look I need to be on the Bridge right now Deanna, I dont have time for this.
Fine Im pulling it out then.
No! Dont touch anything.
Will youre being silly, Ill be gentle I promise.
Deanna, please If it were my arm or leg it might be different but Im rather attached to that particular part of my body, as Im sure you are as well.
Okay if youre that worried maybe we should get Beverly. She asked the computer for the whereabouts of the doctor, the dull reply telling her Crusher was on the Bridge.
Will laughed loudly and began walking towards the door. I dont think thats a good idea.
Deanna had had enough, removing one of her hands from Wills chest she tapped her Comm. badge. Troi to Bridge.
Bridge here. Captain Picard answered.
Deanna dont, Will whispered so his commanding officer wouldnt hear.
Captain Im sorry but Commander Riker is unable to get to the Bridge at the moment, Beverly could you please report to his quarters.
Will stared at Deanna wide eyed completely astounded by what she had done, he tried to form coherent words to get her to stop but instead just stood there with his mouth open.
Doctor Crusher is on her way Counselor, is everything alright? The Captain asked.
Im sure Commander Riker will be fine sir, apart from minor ego bruising.
Very well. Picard answered in an unsure tone before severing the connection.
I cant believe you did that.
What would you prefer, the whole ship knowing that we were trying to have sex while you still had a metal codpiece on, or just Beverly?
Well Id rather the whole ship instead of Beverly knowing.
Will rested his forehead on Deannas shoulder while they waited for Beverly to arrive, their bodies standing still apart from the occasional kiss or caress. Moments later the doctor entered Wills quarters to find Will adorned in ancient military armor and Deanna dressed in a red ball gown her legs intimately wrapped around Will while his head was resting on Deannas chest.
Do I even want to know what happened?
No, so dont bother asking. Retorted Will.
Would you like my help Riker, or am I to stand here and watch you squirm a bit first? she asked with raised eyebrows.
Somehow Im sure youll manage to do both.
Will Deanna soothed, pushing his head gently off her.
Sorry Im just frustrated. He apologized.
Beverly bit back her initial response and bent down to try and see what had been tangled where, moving Deannas dress out of the way she found a bunch of it caught in Wills metal codpiece. Considering the amount of material that appeared to be jammed in with none protruding out the other side she could only assume it had somehow become entangled with Wills better assets. Will can you walk over to the bed and sit down so I can get a better look.
Walking backwards a couple of steps Will gently eased himself down so Deanna was sitting on his lap. He let out an apprehensive sigh as the fabric strangling him shifted and slightly tightened. Beverly. He whimpered anxiously.
Just relax Will. Beverly handed Deanna the bunched up material of her dress and looked more closely at Wills metal encased groin. You know you are both very dear to me but this is a little too kinky for my liking.
Deanna laughed and a temporary smile lit up Wills face as Crusher fumbled with Wills armor. I think it might be best if we just cut your dress Deanna.
Deanna ran her hands over the silky material and looked up at Will. But I love this dress.
Will reached up to caress her cheek. And I love you in it, but what I love more is -
Yes we know Will, thats what got you in this situation to begin with. Beverly interrupted beginning to cut the dress around Will. Once it had been completely cut Deanna slowly slid off Wills lap and stood, looking closely down at where she had been sitting. Both she and Beverly fumbled with the codpiece trying to free Will of the cloth.
You know under normal circumstances I might find this enjoyable. He smirked.
Just do me a favor would you Will, next time try and remove maybe one or two pieces of clothing instead of trying to go through it.
As a matter of fact it was Deanna who He trailed off as he saw the glare Deanna was giving him, but it was too late because Beverly had already caught on to what he was going to say.
Beverly rolled her eyes, Why am I not surprised?
And whats that supposed to mean? Deanna asked ripping away the remaining piece of her dress from Wills groin and flinching as he let out a strangled yell of pain.
I think Im done here. Beverly said, ignoring Deannas question while Will began to undress. What are you doing in those costumes anyway?
It was Wills idea. Deanna watched on as Will took off the metal armor covering most of his body. For a holodeck program. She added after seeing Beverlys puzzled look.
Beverly nodded trying to hold in her laughter Right.
The last thing Deanna and Beverly saw was Wills bare rear end as he dropped his pants to the floor and headed for the bathroom, the door closing behind him.
After several moments of silence Deanna yelled out to him. Everything still okay and in working order?
I think so, you may need to come in here and check for me though. He grinned as the door opened revealing him wearing only a towel around his waist.
Thats my cue to leave. Beverly said heading for the door. Ill tell the Captain youll be on the Bridge as soon as your medical examination is complete. She winked at Deanna before leaving the room.
Deanna approached Will, her dress in tatters. You heard the Doctor, no clothes next time.
She said to remove one or two pieces of clothing. Will corrected her, pulling her to him.
Ah, my mistake. She replied seductively, ripping the towel from his body and covering his mouth with her own stopping any further conversation.