I don’t own any of these characters. Paramount does. I’m just borrowing them for a little while. I will return them when I am done and I will try not to break them.
Doctor Crusher walked quickly to the Turbolift. “Deck eight,” she said. The Lift began it’s decent.
“Computer halt.”
The Lift stopped.
Beverly thought back to their card game. She was so turned on by the sensations of the foot playing along her leg. Just thinking about it was making her hot. As she relived every sensation she could feel herself getting wet.
Suddenly she looked down and realized she was playing with her clit. She pulled her had out of her pants and commanded the Lift to proceed.
As she exited the lift on deck eight she pulled her lab coat closed. It wouldn’t do to have a crewman see the damp spot on the front of her uniform. She proceeded slowly down the hall to Data’s quarters. When she reached it she hesitated for a moment then pressed the button to activate the chime.
“Come in,” came Data’s voice from the speaker next to the door. The door slid open with a slight ‘whoosh.’
“I hope I am not disturbing you, Data,” Beverly said.
“Not at all Doctor, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?”
‘That doesn’t sound like Data,’ Beverly thought. ‘I bet he heard that in some movie and thought it sounded appropriate.’
“Data, I am here to discuss what happened between us at the poker game this evening.”
“I am sorry Doctor,” Data began, “I thought…”
”Data, we are off duty, and alone. Please call me Beverly.”
“Beverly. I am sorry. I have been studying human sexuality and my curiosity got the better of me. It will not happen again.”
“The hell it won’t Data.”
Data stared at the Doctor in surprise, “It will not what?”
“It won’t not happen. If your goal was to work me into a sexual frenzy, it worked Data. I am horny. I am very horny. You started this, you’d better finish it!” Beverly stepped up to Data and planted a long deep kiss on the android’s face.
After a moment’s hesitation, Data began to kiss her back. He accessed his positronic net for ideas on what to do next, and found information on ‘French kissing.’
As Data was probing the Doctors mouth with his tongue, his hands began kneading her firm ass.
Beverly broke the kiss and gasped for breath. “My God Data! I can’t believe how hot you’re making me.” She rubbed her hands across his chest. “Data, fuck me. Fuck me now!”
Beverly stepped away from Data’s grip on her ass and turned toward the next room. She removed her lab coat as she stepped through the doorway, only to discover that there was no bed.
Data stepped up behind her wearing only his uniform trousers, having already removed his shirt. He reached around her and began rubbing her breasts through her uniform.
Beverly let out a small moan. “Data,” she asked, “Where is the bed?”
Data answered without slowing his hands, “Doc – Beverly, I do not sleep, so I do not require a bed. Is that a necessary component in coitus for you?”