Tension.It had been one of those days. The upgrades were encountering one problem after another and the most recent influx of new recruits were less than satisfactory. The war with the Dominion had depleted the Federation’s resources, even down the caliber of its Starfleet members. The new ensign on the con began hiccupping with nerves every time he spoke to her and her partner at ops was incapable of carrying out an order without shouting,“Sir! Yes Sir!”Yes, it’d been one of those days.Jean-Luc sighed as he made his tired way to his quarters and shook his head sadly.“I hope no Romulans show up in the next few weeks.”The doors to his cabin whispered open and his forward progress was stopped by the sight of the stunning red head who rose gracefully from the sofa to greet him.Not saying a word, she approached him slowly and, when close enough, wound her arms around his neck and kissed him gently.“Hello lover, welcome home.”Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer and returned the kiss, sighing as he did, breathing deeply her delicious scent.She pulled back and frowned as her fingers encountered the knotted muscles of his neck and shoulders.“You’re very tense, Jean-Luc. I suppose have a headache as well?”He smiled despite his discomfort. No matter how intimate they had become, the Doctor was never far away.“As a matter of fact I do…and yes, I was going to tell you.”Leaving him, she entered their bedroom, soon returning with a medkit. Extricating a medical tricorder, she scanned his head and nodded with determination.“Stress. This should fix the headache, at least.”He felt the cold nozzle of the hypospray on his neck and heard the characteristic hiss as it discharged it dose of drug.“As for the tight muscles…you need a decent meal and a good night’s rest. Why don’t you go and take a hot shower and I’ll prepare something for you?”Smiling, he leaned in and kissed her softly, already feeling free of the irritating headache.“I think I’ll do just that. Thank you Beverly.”He emerged from the shower clean and more relaxed than when he’d entered it, but he still felt the tightness of his shoulders and back. With a white towel around his waist, he entered his bedroom, only to brought to a halt by his beautiful lover. She stood before him clad in his bathrobe, the very one he’d been intending to don, standing at the foot of his bed, a medium size flask in her hands.“What’s this?” he whispered.“I though you might enjoy a massage…you know…help you to relax…”“I see.” He rumbled in his distinctive baritone. “And the meal…?”“We may eat…later. Come on, lie down on the bed. You won’t regret it, I promise.”Unable to suppress a grin, Jean-Luc leapt onto the bed, laying on his back, his hands behind his head.“Uh huh, my Captain. Turn over.”He scowled, but acquiesced, immediately feeling the bed dip as she climbed over his

legs. The next thing he felt were her hands insinuating themselves under him as she freed the towel from around his waist. The cool air of the room moved gently over the skin of his buttocks and thighs making him shiver slightly. She must have felt it because she lowered her torso over his back and kissed the sensitive skin of his scalp before sitting up again. He turned his head to one side and was just in time to see the bathrobe disappear over the side of the bed with the towel.The thought of her naked above him caused him to harden and he shifted to get more comfortable. Wisely, she allowed this movement and, when he was settled, she poured some of the pre-warmed oil from the flask over his back and shoulders.He gasped at the sensation, his nose detecting the aroma of sandalwood. He waited for her first touch…he wasn’t disappointed.Pushing her fingers into his recalcitrant muscles, she kneaded in a circular pattern, sliding her knowing hands over his flawless skin. Only moving on when the reluctant muscles had been released, she worked her way across his shoulders and down his arms, then back to his neck and spine. Occasionally, she would lean forward and kiss his skin, eliciting sighs and gentle moans from the delighted man.She moved down his back, pressing and pushing, winning the battle by degrees, applying the oil as needed. Over and around his buttocks, then down his legs to his feet and back up; if not for the ever increasing arousal, he would have given in to sleep.He was startled when she slid off him and whispered into his ear, “Turn over.”He did so and couldn’t contain his amusement when her eyebrows rose on seeing his erection.“My, you are enjoying yourself, aren’t you?”Jean-Luc just smiled and sighed, his dark hazel eyes twinkling.His smile disappeared when she straddled him, placing her labia directly on his hard penis. He reached for her, but she forestalled him with a gentle kiss. “Not yet my love. Let me finish.”He was not disappointed. Being able to watch her, his beautiful , dear friend and lover was compensation enough. He also knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her. Her fluid had already coated his hardness.Pouring the viscous oil on his chest, she continued his therapeutic massage over his shoulders and up his neck and, with her hands coated with oil, gently around his face and head, then back down to his abdomen, avoiding his ticklish ribs.Although not deliberately sexual, the tactile contact between two people so attuned to each other was having a profound effect. Without conscience thought, Beverly was moving subtly over her lover, caressing herself with his erection. It was with some reluctance that she moved from him to continue the massage down his legs and tangible joy when she returned some time later. As she settled once again over him, she placed her hands on his chest and slid her fingers over his pebbled nipples. This time when he reached for her she came gladly, their mouths meeting in a deep and passionate kiss, only ending when they needed to breathe.She sat up again and sensuously slid herself up and down the length of him repeatedly, gently gyrating her hip as she did. He reached over and took the discarded flask, coating his hands with the oil, then cupped her breasts and firmly moulded them.Taking a nipple in the finger and thumb of each hand, he rolled them, drawing out the hardening buds.

Beverly arched her back, pushing her breasts into his large hands and pressed down hard onto his penis, making his breath hiss through his teeth.Releasing her breasts he slid his hands down her lithe body and pushed his fingers gently into her saturated folds, seeking, then finding the center of her desire. He stroked her gently, slipping his fingers over and around her swollen clitoris as she continued to slide up and down his length.Suddenly she stopped and raised herself up on her knees, staring down intently at her lover. He grasped his penis and positioned himself as she lowered her body and groaned as he slid deeply inside her.His hands moved to grip her hips tightly as she started to move over him. They set a gentle rhythm, he rising to meet her downward movements, grinding together when their bodies met. After some time she stopped and leaned down to kiss him. He released her hips and took her head into his hands. The kiss was deeply passionate, each trying to convey their love and devotion through the oral connection. Jean-Luc felt her tears fall on his face and knew his own tears were falling. Their lovemaking was always intense, but sometimes, such as this time, it overwhelmed them both.Abruptly, Jean-Luc rolled them and took her hands, spreading her arms wide and intertwining his fingers with hers. He nuzzled her neck and kissed her face, all the while, gently sliding in and out of her silken heat. She threw her head back, exposing the ivory column of her neck, which he attacked with his mouth immediately. He felt her moans vibrating under his lips and he increased his pace below, making her begin to writhe.Drawing their hands to her head, he kissed her deeply and thrust harder, grunting into her mouth with effort.She broke the kiss and gasped, “Oh God, please…harder…deeper…please…”He reached down and hooked an arm under her knee, raising her leg higher. Re-gathering his strength, he pumped harder and faster, knowing she was very close to her release, as was he.Her body began to jerk and shudder. Out of her control, her body flexed and her arms gripped him tightly to her as her internal muscles gripped his pistoning penis. Suddenly, she cried out in triumph as waves of indescribable ecstasy washed over her. Jean-Luc closed his eyes and let her passionate sounds caress him as he relinquished his formidable control. Concentrating on that part of that was joined to her, he thrust very hard four more times then shouted as his orgasm gathered and burst from him, filling her with his essence in spasmodic spurts of pure rapture.Later, in each other’s arms, he fought sleep to ask what was on his mind. Drowsily he rumbled, “What about something to eat?”She chuckled softly and kissed his nose.“Not now, maybe later.”