Rated - PG maybe bordering on R (not sure)
Set - After Insurrection
Disclaimer - It ain't mine, it's all Paramounts.
“Will, you’re 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. “I’ve never seen that happen before, I didn’t 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 Will’s quarters their bodies locked in an intimate embrace, a dim light surrounding them. “As much as I’d like to we can’t stay like this forever, it needs to come out.”
Will looked at her shocked at the suggestion. “I can’t, what if the blood circulation stops, it might fall off?”
She laughed. “It won’t 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 don’t need a second opinion, just move your hips to the left a little and I’ll move to the right and it’ll slide out.” She began to move but his hands moved from her waist to her backside stilling her movements.
“Wait! If this doesn’t work it could leave me with permanent damage.”
“Will you’ll 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, I’m on my way.”
“Just give it a quick tug then you’ll be able to go to the bridge.” Deanna’s hands which had been on his shoulders now ran over the muscles of his chest.
“I can’t risk it, you’ll have to come with me.”
“Like this!”
“Come on Deanna I know it’s embarrassing but think about our future, one wrong move could mean an end to your mother’s dreams of grandchildren.”
“So you’re 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 it’s not something you see everyday but our relationship is hardly a secret any more.”
“It’s not our relationship I’m worried about, it’s my job.”
“Look I need to be on the Bridge right now Deanna, I don’t have time for this.”
“Fine…I’m pulling it out then.”
“No! Don’t touch anything.”
“Will you’re being silly, I’ll be gentle I promise.”
“Deanna, please… If it were my arm or leg it might be different but I’m rather attached to that particular part of my body, as I’m sure you are as well.”
“Okay if you’re 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 don’t think that’s a good idea.”
Deanna had had enough, removing one of her hands from Will’s chest she tapped her Comm. badge. “Troi to Bridge.”
“Bridge here.” Captain Picard answered.
“Deanna don’t,” Will whispered so his commanding officer wouldn’t hear.
“Captain I’m 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.
“I’m 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 can’t 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 I’d rather the whole ship instead of Beverly knowing.”
Will rested his forehead on Deanna’s shoulder while they waited for Beverly to arrive, their bodies standing still apart from the occasional kiss or caress. Moments later the doctor entered Will’s 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 Deanna’s chest.
“Do I even want to know what happened?”
“No, so don’t 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 I’m sure you’ll manage to do both.”
“Will” Deanna soothed, pushing his head gently off her.
“Sorry I’m just frustrated.” He apologized.
Beverly bit back her initial response and bent down to try and see what had been tangled where, moving Deanna’s dress out of the way she found a bunch of it caught in Will’s 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 Will’s 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 Will’s 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 Will’s face as Crusher fumbled with Will’s 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, that’s 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 Will’s 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 what’s that supposed to mean?” Deanna asked ripping away the remaining piece of her dress from Will’s groin and flinching as he let out a strangled yell of pain.
“I think I’m done here.” Beverly said, ignoring Deanna’s question while Will began to undress. “What are you doing in those costumes anyway?”
“It was Will’s idea.” Deanna watched on as Will took off the metal armor covering most of his body. “For a holodeck program.” She added after seeing Beverly’s puzzled look.
Beverly nodded trying to hold in her laughter “Right.”
The last thing Deanna and Beverly saw was Will’s 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.
“That’s my cue to leave.” Beverly said heading for the door. “I’ll tell the Captain you’ll 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.
The End