Title: MAJOR ATTRACTION
Author: AD
Rating: NC-17
Category: PWP---It's smut!
Spoilers: Up to and including the Enterprise "Hatchery" episode.
Summary: Hayes smut, not so pure but pretty simple.
Archived: http://www.oocities.org/eggy_weg/ADFics.html & http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NeedToKnowWebb.
Disclaimer: ENTERPRISE characters belong to Viacom, & Paramount Productions.
Author's Note: Readers expecting a plot will be disappointed.
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JANUARY 19, 2154
CARGO BAY #2 / TRAINING ROOM
ABOARD THE ENTERPRISE NX-01
SOMEWHERE IN THE DELPHIC EXPANSE
Major Hayes ended his workout with a full round-house kick to his opponent's gut. The jolt to his leg was minor compared to the pride he felt when he was thrown back, "Good block, Ensign! See how easy that was?"
"Easy?" she grunted, still shaking out her arms.
"You've come a long way," he assured her.
"Not as far as the others. I really appreciate the after-hours training sessions, Major." The Ensign caught the towel he threw at her and began to wipe down her arms.
"Well, I was going to work out anyway. It's nice to have a sparring partner," he added. Leaning on one wall of the cavernous cargo bay, Hayes began a cool-down stretch that the ensign promptly mimicked.
Looking over at him from under her lashes, she edged a little closer and stretched her arms behind her back. "Think I'm ever going to be ready for that quick combination you demonstrated yesterday?"
Momentarily distracted by the generous show of breasts before him, Hayes cleared his throat and faced the wall once more. "Combination? I don't see why not? You're in excellent condition. Starfleet must have changed its training regimen."
She leaned back against the wall and helplessly stared as he reached behind his neck to yank off his brown tee-shirt. "N-no…," she swallowed, "I was a late-comer to the academy. My early training began in Brazil."
Using the shirt as a towel, he wiped down his face and arms before swiping down his chest. "Brazil, huh? I saw that in your records. What kind of training do they promote down in Brazil?"
Unconsciously licking her lips, her eyes devoured him. Wondering how he could be so unaware of her interest, she tried to remember the question he'd just asked. "Jiu Jitsu! The, uh, physical attributes are highly prized in Jiu Jitsu."
Hayes nodded as he reached into a metal container and lifted out a flask of water. "Want some?" She shook her head `no' as he took a healthy swallow. Recapping the flask, he wiped his mouth off with the rumpled shirt before tossing it away and confidently approaching her.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. By the time she re- opened them, he had leaned a bare shoulder against the wall and was grinning down at her. "What kind of physical attributes, Ensign?"
Nearly reaching out to touch his muscular arm, she attempted a scholarly air and tried her best to fight the growing attraction. "Speed, power, strength, explosiveness, body mechanics, timing, sensitivity…," she paused as he leaned in closer to run a finger around the edges of her ribbed tank top. She shivered as his light breaths warmed her ear.
Fearing that she was reading more into his touch than he had intended, she stepped back, away from his seductive touch. Awkwardly continuing her litany of attributes, she avoided his eyes, "A-awareness, accuracy, footwork, distancing…."
She used the towel he'd given her earlier to dab at the sweat on her lip and brow. Shoving off from the wall, he reached for one end of the towel and pulled her towards him. "Distancing, Ensign? Is that really necessary?"
Mesmerized by the hot look in his eyes, she willingly stepped closer, "Sometimes, but it's really the coordination and endurance that bring life and vibrancy to your Jiu Jitsu techniques."
"I think I should add Jiu Jitsu to my training regimen," Hayes whispered. "It's a tactical error to dismiss any techniques that could improve your coordination and endurance, don't you think? After all---."
Raising her arms to encircle his neck, she cut him off with a ravenous kiss. "Just to satisfy my curiosity, Major. Is it possible that you feel the same attraction that I do?"
"You're the linguist, Ensign. Can't you read my body language, darlin'?"
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JANUARY 19, 2154
HAYES' QUARTERS-DECK FOUR
ABOARD THE ENTERPRISE NX-01
SOMEWHERE IN THE DELPHIC EXPANSE
"Mmmmm, right there!" she ordered. "Right there!"
Hayes grasped her slender thigh, securing it around his own as he thrust harder. His rough hand continued its unhurried journey along the contour of her hip, calming her orgasm. Her soft, sweat- slickened flesh lured his senses into overdrive as he pushed the thin tank top up to the natural indentation of her waist. His tongue continued plundering the wet depths her mouth as he rucked the top higher, palming her breasts in a possessive sweep, then tracing a lingering path back down to her buttocks. Her resulting cry was loudly appreciative.
Panting slightly, he released her mouth to trail his lips down to her straining breasts. Reaching the scooped neck of her ribbed tank, Hayes yanked at it with his teeth before shifting her hips higher and changing the angle of his penetration. Suckling on one exposed nipple, he pumped into her with measured strokes, determined to satisfy their earlier curiosity. Her delighted groans left him in doubt that she wanted more, but he asked anyway.
"Too much?"
Her breathless laugh held an incredulous note as she squinted up at him, the shudders still racking her body. Raking her nails along his tensed ass, she dug them into his muscled flesh before issuing her challenge, "Don't tell me that's all you've got. Where's your endurance? You promised to show me your combination, Major."
Hayes chuckled out loud as he flipped them over, the dominant position forcing his shaft deeper into her heat. Peering up at her flushed face, he steadied her hips and continued the measured
strokes he'd begun moments before. Her hands grasped the bulging muscles of his thighs as she leaned back, her body arching with release.
Not allowing her to recover, Hayes sat up and pulled her tightly onto him. Locking her ankles around the small of his back, she barely had the breath to whisper, "Fucking-damn-tastic!"
Hayes rubbed his stubbled cheek against her shoulder and grinned, "Yeah, but that's not the combination."
She groaned a laugh before stretching luxuriously within his arms. Draping her arms around his slick shoulders, she snuggled closer and swirled her tongue lightly around his ear. "Have you, uh, worked yourself up to the combination yet, Major?"
Lifting her higher against his chest, he grunted a brief "Uh-huh." Her eyes grew round with delight as she immediately sank back down onto his broad shaft. Tightening her thighs around his waist, she undulated her hips as he massaged her ass.
When his fingers gradually made their way between her buttocks, she inhaled sharply and ground down harder. He could feel her inner muscles pulsing around him as her juices combined with his own to trickle down one thigh, conveniently lubricating his fingers. Sliding in a little deeper, Hayes dipped a fingertip into her anus. "Major?" she questioned.
Removing his hand, he shrugged. "Not ready for the combination?"
Grabbing his hand, she guided it back into position and licked his lips. Deepening the kiss and groaning in relief, she felt him fingering her ass and wiggled her encouragement. Feeling the slide of his blunt fingertips rubbing against her sensitive membranes, she couldn't hold back a loud cry of excitement. "Ohhh, m-my God! I…I can't---Hayes, I can't hold on m-much longer!"
Easily rolling them over, he placed both forearms flat on the mat, neatly caging her head. "No, no!" she begged. "Don't stop---not now!"
"Just completing the combination," he panted, before driving into her, his powerful strokes pushing her up the mat with each flex of his hips. This time they climaxed together, her nails digging into his back as shudders racked his entire frame. The heady scent of their sex filled the air as they collapsed into one another's arms, neither yet able to control their breathing. Long moments passed as they settled into a comfortable tangle. Their satisfied moans spoke volumes.
4/14/04