BEST DEANNA STORY
BEST OVERALL STORY, ROUND II (tied)
Title: QUITE A SIGHT
Author: Darklord (darklord@webmail.net.nz ) ? March 2001
Series: TNG
Code: Deanna/Shelby
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: In the beginning there was NBC, but they were a pack of wallys and sold Star Trek to Paramount for 5 pesos, 2 rusty safety pins and an old button. Paramount now owns the Star Trek universe, but occasionally I stage a jailbreak and let the characters out to have some fun. Don't tell Paramount or they'll point the Vidiians in my direction (and I rather like having all my internal organs).
Warning: This story contains lesbian sex. If that ain't your cup of tea, go read something else.
Summary: Deanna finds a way to help Lt. Cmdr. Shelby relax after the Enterprise defeats the Borg's first attack on Earth in 2367.
Archiving: Yes please on FFF and ASCEM. Anybody else that wants to archive please let me know and I'll probably say yes.
Feedback: Yes please. Constructive criticisms only (flames and unhelpful criticism will be returned with interest!) can be sent to me at the email address above or posted to the Femme Fuhq Fest, JanewaySlash or ASCEM-L groups.
Note: The events in this story take place during the end of the TNG episode "The Best of Both Worlds, Part II" and do contain some dialogue from that episode, written by Michael Piller.
by Darklord
"Shelby to Enterprise. It's true! They're all in a regeneration mode, they're dormant Sir," Lt. Cmdr. Elizabeth Shelby reported as she looked around the Borg junction her away team was beamed to. The individual Borg she saw were all unmoving and it appeared that they were all recharging, and were no threat at the moment.
"Any indication how long we can keep them like this?" came the voice of Captain William Riker over the comm channel.
"Checking," she replied, glancing around.
"Tricorder readings are fluctuating rapidly Commander," Lt. Worf said in his deep bass voice. Shelby glanced at Worf's tricorder and it bore out what she thought might be happening.
"Shelby to Enterprise. There are indications here that their entire power net is about to feedback on itself. I'd say we're looking at a self-destruct sequence activated by the Borg malfunction. Do you want us to attempt to disarm it?" she asked Riker.
"Standby," Riker replied. As she waited for the Enterprise's captain to make a decision, Shelby tried to work out how the Borg systems operated, just in case they couldn't, or wouldn't, stop the destruction of the Borg cube.
"Away team," Riker's voice came over her commbadge, "get yourselves back home."
Shelby nodded in acknowledgment before signaling the other members of her team to group for transport.
"Away team to Enterprise," she said, tapping her commbadge, "ready for transport. Energise." Moments later Shelby and her team were safely back on board the USS Enterprise.
As the away team stepped off the transporter pad, the ship gave a small shudder, causing Shelby to stumble for a moment.
"What the hell was that?" Chief O'Brien asked, hanging on to his transporter console for support.
"Most probably the effects of the Borg cube self-destructing," Worf informed him.
"Yes!" O'Brien said exuberantly, punching the air with his fist.
"I think I'd better report to the captain," Shelby said to Worf, smiling at the Chief's reaction. "Report to the bridge and make sure it's all over please Lieutenant." Worf nodded and immediately headed out the door for the nearest turbolift, and the bridge.
By the time Shelby had arrived at Data's cybernetics lab, there were smiles all over the ship. "How's Captain Picard, Sir?" she asked Riker as soon as she got inside the lab.
"We managed to sever his link to the Borg before their ship exploded," Riker replied, "and Doctor Crusher is operating now to remove the Borg implants. We think he'll make a good recovery, in time."
"Thank goodness," Shelby said, letting out the breath she didn't realise she was holding. "So, it's over."
"Until next time," Riker said tiredly.
"You sound like you could use a synthale Will," Deanna Troi said, as she entered the main lab from a side room.
"Maybe later Deanna," he said, turning to face his friend. "I've still got a few things to do, but don't let me stop you. I'll see you in Ten-Forward later."
"If you're sure Will?" she said, giving him the chance to change his mind.
"I am Deanna. You go and relax and I'll be there when I've finished," Riker told her, a tired smile crossing his face.
"If you need any help," Shelby offered, "I'll be glad to lend a hand."
"That's all right Commander, I can take care of it. You go and relax a little, you've earned it," Riker said, smiling at his first officer.
"If you're sure?" Shelby replied, hoping he was but offering anyway.
"Yes, I'm sure," Riker laughed. "Deanna, get her out of here before I change my mind, and make sure she does relax, will you?"
"Yes, Captain," Deanna replied, the humour evident in her voice. "And if she doesn't co-operate?" she asked teasingly.
"Throw her in the brig for all I care," Riker answered, smiling broadly.
"Ok, ok, I'll relax," Shelby laughed. "Gee, try to take a guy's job once, and he never forgets about it."
"You can have all my paperwork if you really want it," Riker said, smiling threateningly at his first officer.
"I'm going, I'm going," Shelby laughed as she took a couple of steps towards the lab door.
"I'll make sure she does let her hair down Will, you can rely on me," Deanna said softly, as she walked over towards the door too.
"I'm holding you to that," Riker said, a lot more seriously, as the door hissed open for the two women. Deanna just nodded in understanding, before she and Lt. Cmdr. Shelby made their way out of the lab and down the corridor towards the nearest turbolift.
When they were inside the turbolift Deanna said, "Ten-Forward." The turbolift hummed slightly as it made its way across the saucer of the battered, but victorious, starship. The lift doors opened onto the corridor leading down to Ten-Forward, the Enterprise's main recreational lounge, and the two women made their way to the entrance.
The tall mock-wooden doors parted for them, releasing the loud buzz of conversations and celebrations going on in Ten-Forward already. Before they could take two steps inside the room, Deanna and Shelby were approached by Ensign Jennifer Ireland, an attractive redhead that Deanna remembered worked in xenoarcheology.
"We beat the Borg!" Ensign Ireland exclaimed, as she rushed forward, "we really beat the Borg!" Before either woman could respond to the Ensign's over-enthusiastic comments, she reached out for Deanna and hugged her close as she kissed the surprised counselor passionately on the lips. Shelby smiled at her fellow officer's predicament, before Ensign Ireland released Deanna and launched herself at Shelby. Despite seeing Jennifer Ireland's 'attack' on
Deanna, Shelby wasn't prepared for the Ensign. Jennifer's kiss was full of passion and Shelby felt a tingle develop between her legs as the kiss continued. Then all of a sudden, Ensign Ireland was gone.
As Shelby recovered from the kiss, she could see Jennifer Ireland nearby, approaching Commander Donaldson, the Chief Science Officer of the Enterprise. "We're alive!" Ensign Ireland cried out, before leaping at the surprised scientist, her hands clasping together behind his neck and her legs clamping around his waist, as she gave him what Shelby thought was easily the best kiss of his life, if hers was anything to go by.
"Very enthusiastic isn't she?" Deanna commented wryly, as she indicated over towards Ensign Ireland.
"Yes," Shelby agreed, a little out of breath. "Takes the phrase 'live the moment' to a whole new level."
"Definitely," Deanna laughed as she started to make her way over to the bar.
"You don't think you should have a word with her, Counselor?" Shelby asked as she followed Deanna towards the bar.
"Deanna, please," Deanna replied as she turned to face Shelby, "and no I don't think I should have a word. Jenny's always been outgoing and most people will take it as it's meant - an expression of delight at still being alive after looking almost certain death in the face. Jenny is quite capable of handling anybody who gets any kind of crossed
messages without any help from me."
"But kissing senior officers like that is totally inappropriate," Shelby said a little defensively.
"Normally I'd agree," sighed Deanna, "but this isn't a normal situation. The Borg destroyed 40 Federation starships just a few hours ago at Wolf-359, and I don't think there was a person onboard who thought we wouldn't become number 41. Ensign Ireland is just happy to be alive and she wants to share that with as many people as possible. Unless someone takes it the wrong way, and Jenny can't sort it out herself, I can't see a problem, in this unique set of circumstances. If she did it at any other time, I probably would speak to her. Now, Commander, we are here to relax, so why don't you get me a Samarian Sunset while I find us a table?"
"If you're sure then?" Shelby said doubtfully.
"Yes I am," Deanna replied exasperatedly. "Never mind, I'll get the drinks, you find us a table." She turned her back on Shelby and headed straight for the bar. As usual, Guinan was standing behind the bar and as Deanna approached, the Enterprise's mysterious bartender smiled at her.
"What can I get you Deanna?" Guinan asked her latest customer.
"Give me a Samarian Sunset and," she paused, "and an Arcturian Fizz please Guinan."
"I hope you're not going to get the Captain too relaxed," Guinan said conversationally, as she programmed the replicator with Deanna's order.
"It's not for Will, it's for Commander Shelby," Deanna replied.
"Ohh, tough nut to crack there Deanna. Good Luck."
"Thanks Guinan, I think I'll need it," Deanna replied as she picked up the drinks and turned to look for her companion. Lt. Cmdr. Shelby was standing, indicating to Deanna, at a table over by the window. Deanna went over and placed the drinks on the table and sat down opposite her.
"What's that?" Shelby asked, indicating the drink Deanna had got for her.
"An Arcturian Fizz, Commander. You need to relax and this drink is perfect for that," Deanna told her before taking a sip of her own drink. "You can't be on duty 24 hours a day you know."
"I know Deanna, but I don't find it easy to relax, especially after such big events such as this," Shelby said, indicating towards the window and the space beyond, before taking a sip of her drink. As soon as the liquid hit her tongue it started fizzing, teasing and stimulating her taste buds with its sweet effervescent flavours, before flowing down her throat and leaving her feeling warm and cosy, while energising her body as well.
Deanna watched Shelby's reaction as it rolled across her face, the expression of delight causing a gentle smile to form on the Betazoid's lips. "I take it, you approve of my choice of drink Commander?" Deanna said, pleased with Shelby's reactions to it.
"Oh yes Deanna," Shelby replied smiling broadly, "It's absolutely wonderful. What did you say it was again?"
"An Arcturian Fizz," Deanna told her companion. After another couple of sips, Shelby began to open up a little and she and Deanna chatted happily to each other while they drank. By the time Shelby had finished her drink, she was feeling much more relaxed, and also a little horny.
"Another drink?" Deanna offered, as she stood up to go get herself a refill.
"Why not," Shelby replied happily, smiling at Deanna as she picked up their glasses and headed back to the bar. As Deanna walked away, Shelby couldn't help but notice the feminine swing in the counsellor's hips as she moved. Shelby's pussy began to tingle again, stronger this time.
"What am I doing. I must be nuts," she said to herself as she sat back in her chair.
"I don't think you're nuts," came a sultry voice close to her ear. "In fact, you've got real taste in women, if you don't mind my saying so."
Shelby turned around and saw Jennifer Ireland standing right behind her. "Excuse me?" Shelby said, a little shocked.
"Deanna Troi. You're thinking about how good it would be to see her spread all over your bed, naked," Jennifer said softly. "It's quite a sight, let me tell you Commander."
"What?…How?…" Shelby stammered, as she tried to take in the Ensign's words, shocked at how close to the truth they were.
"Let's just say I was once where you are now Commander, and I can see the signs. If Deanna comes back with matching drinks, I'd say you're looking good for a sleepless night," Jennifer replied, smiling knowingly.
"But I'm not a lesbian, I've never even thought about it before," Shelby said defensively.
"Our kiss said different Commander. You want it, whether you know it or not," Jennifer said seductively. "Trust me on this, I've had plenty of experience of first timers. If you and Deanna don't…eventuate, come and see me, deck 6 cabin 3609, and I'll take care of you. Just bring an open mind Commander." With that invitation, Jennifer Ireland smiled at Shelby, a smile full of the promises of sexual delights to come, before walking past her table and towards the bar.
Shelby turned and watched the Ensign go, noticing the same sexy swing to her hips that she'd seen in Deanna's. About halfway to the bar Jennifer and Deanna crossed paths, and Shelby noticed that Deanna had 2 Arcturian Fizz's in her hands. As Deanna passed her, Jennifer turned around briefly, smiled broadly at Shelby and gave her a quick wink, before turning back around and losing herself in the crowd.
Deanna approached the table and as she got closer, Shelby could see the way her tight jumpsuit emphasised her cleavage, and the gentle bounce her breasts made when she moved.
"I must be mad," she said to herself again as Deanna finished walking over and put the drinks down on the table.
"What was that? I didn't quite catch it," Deanna said as she sat down and picked up her drink.
"Nothing, nothing at all. Just talking to myself," Shelby answered before taking a large mouthful of her own drink. Too late, she realised what she was drinking and the effervescence all but choked her, causing Shelby to cough and gasp as she swallowed her drink.
"Are you all right?" Deanna asked worried, as Shelby's face grew red for a moment.
"Yes, I'm fine," Shelby gasped. "Just took too big a sip, that's all. I'm Ok." It was then she noticed Deanna's hand on hers, holding it and giving her Deanna's support.
The Betazoid's hand was warm and soft on Shelby's skin and her mind went back to the last time she'd felt a touch like that. It had been too long - far too long - and Shelby realised that she wanted to feel that way again.
"Deanna…" she began, "I…"
"I know Elizabeth. Your place or mine?" Deanna said, smiling softly at her fellow officer.
"Mine," came the whispered reply.
"Shall we go?" Deanna asked softly, as Shelby took another drink.
"Yes, before I lose my nerve," Shelby replied, before standing up. The two women left the table and made their way out of Ten-Forward, back towards the turbolift station. Less than a minute later they stood inside Shelby's quarters. "I've never done anything like this before," Shelby said nervously to Deanna. "How…?"
"Like this," Deanna said smiling as she came over and kissed Shelby tenderly on the lips. Deanna could feel Lt. Cmdr. Elizabeth Shelby fade away as they kissed and Elizabeth Shelby, woman, start to emerge. As their lips broke apart Deanna whispered, "How was that Elizabeth?"
"Your lips are so soft Deanna," Elizabeth replied. "You're so beautiful."
Deanna didn't say a word, she just took Shelby by the hand and led her over to the living area's couch. The two women sat down side by side, and Deanna reached out her hand, gently touching Shelby's cheek, before leaning in and kissing her again.
Elizabeth responded with more intensity and desire than their first kiss. They remained sitting on the couch for several minutes, just kissing and caressing each others bodies through their uniforms, and letting the rest of Shelby's doubts disappear.
When Deanna was sure that her fellow officer was ready for the next step, she stood up and took a couple of steps towards the bedroom, offering her hand to her soon-to-be latest lover. Elizabeth accepted her offer and hand in hand they walked into the bedroom.
Deanna sat Shelby down on the end of the bed and began to remove the blonde woman's boots and socks. Next to come off was her uniform jacket, revealing the tight grey t-shirt that Elizabeth wore while on duty. Soon enough the t-shirt and her uniform pants joined the small pile of clothes collecting on the floor, and Shelby sat there in only her bra and panties.
Deanna reached up and unclasped the Shelby's bra and slowly pulled it off her body, revealing Elizabeth's smoothly rounded breasts. They were well sized, topped with small areolas and pale pink nipples. Deanna stood on her knees and bent forward to engulf one of Elizabeth's breasts in her mouth. She teased the nipple with her tongue and lips for a moment before switching her attention to the other breast. Deanna swapped back and forth until both nipples stood out like hard pebbles against Shelby's skin. As she worked, Deanna could here Elizabeth's gasps and moans of
delight.
While Shelby's tits were a delightful appetiser, Deanna wanted to get on to the main course. Her hands caressed their way down Shelby's body until they came to the waistband of her panties. Sneaking inside the elastic, Deanna's hands began to ease the undergarments off Elizabeth's body, Shelby helping by raising her bottom off the bed long enough for Deanna to get them past her butt.
Deanna stripped them off before she got her first look at Elizabeth's pussy. The labial lips weren't quite as fleshy as her own thick labia, and were covered in a medium thick layer of light yellowy-brown pubic hair. Deanna could just see the moisture on Shelby's sex and her clit peeking out amongst the hairs. She spread her new lover's legs and lowered her mouth to taste Elizabeth's delights.
As soon as Deanna's tongue touched Shelby's mound, she could hear Elizabeth cry out softly in pleasure. Her lips and tongue began to explore, drinking in the commander's scent and taste as she went. Shelby's cries of pleasure got louder and more frequent, until they were an accompanying soundtrack to Deanna's endeavours. Shelby's juices flowed and Deanna lapped up the tangy liquid, enjoying the taste of her newest lover on her tongue.
"Oh god Deanna, I never…mmm…realised it could be…ohhh…like this," Shelby gasped out as she was being eaten out. "Don't ever…OOHHH!" As Elizabeth screamed out in pure, unadulterated ecstasy, her hips bucked wildly and she felt one of her strongest orgasms ever wash over her body. Deanna forced her face deeper into Shelby's womanhood and held on as her lover's wild movements tried to shake her free. Her face was flooded with pussy juice, that she tried to lap up, but most ended up smeared all over her face.
Shelby's orgasm died away and she lay back on the bed gasping for breath. "Oh Deanna, that was…that was…wonderful. I never knew it could be this good."
"Well, I am an empath," Deanna said as she got up from between Shelby's legs, "and if an empath doesn't know what you like…" she trailed off, smiling. Deanna reached down and began pulling off her own boots and socks before standing up and unzipping her jumpsuit, giving Shelby her first look at Deanna's body in all its glory.
Deanna was wearing only panties under her jumpsuit and as it came off, Elizabeth was treated to the sight of the Betazoid's breasts free of clothing for the first time. They were a beautiful sight, large and ripe, with dark nipples and areolas, just waiting to be sucked and caressed.
Shelby's eyes continued down her body, taking in Deanna's smooth olive-complexioned skin, trim stomach and shapely legs, before watching closely as Deanna took off her panties and stood naked before her. She could see that Deanna's pussy had nice fleshy lips covered in a light carpet of dark pubic hair, that Deanna obviously kept well trimmed. Shelby just watched in stunned silence as Deanna removed her headband and teased out her dark curly hair.
"Deanna, you're beautiful," she whispered.
"Thank you Elizabeth," Deanna replied smiling, "You're beautiful too." Deanna stepped across to the bed and bent down to kiss her lover on the lips. Elizabeth could taste her own juices on Deanna's lips, adding and interesting flavour to their kiss. As they kissed, Elizabeth reached out and gently cupped one of Deanna's breasts in her hand and caressed the Betazoid's soft buttocks with the other.
"Mmm, that feels nice," Deanna said softly as their kiss ended.
"I want to suck on your breasts," Shelby said, as she rubbed her thumb over Deanna's nipple.
"Yes," Deanna breathed in reply. She stood up and Shelby closed her lips around Deanna's breast. She gently teased the nipple with her tongue as Deanna closed her eyes and moaned softly. Deanna's hand strayed down and rubbed over her mound, causing her to moan louder. As Shelby continued sucking her breasts, Deanna slowly inserted a finger into her wet pussy and started to fuck herself with it.
After all the kissing and caressing that they had done earlier, coupled with Shelby's current attentions and her own fingerfucking, Deanna was soon on the verge of an orgasm. She started to fuck herself faster and flick her clit with her thumb, while Shelby suckled her nipples and caressed her skin.
When it arrived, it washed over her body and mind like a slow wave, Deanna's fingers coming away coated in her tangy juices. Shelby guided Deanna's fingers into her mouth, licking and sucking Deanna's flavours off her fingers.
"That was so good, I want to taste you again," Shelby said when her cleanup was finished.
"Then lie down Elizabeth," Deanna said, "and you can taste it all you want." When Shelby had positioned herself in the centre of the bed, Deanna climbed on too. She crawled up the bed and gave Elizabeth another tender kiss, before swinging her body over her blonde lover's in a classic '69' position.
As Deanna began to eat out Elizabeth for the second time, she could feel Shelby's tongue and lips on her own sex, tentatively exploring another woman's pussy for the first time.
If Deanna hadn't been told her lover was a sapphic virgin, she would have known anyway by Shelby's technique, more enthusiasm than ability. But everyone gets lucky every once in a while. As she was probing Shelby's slit with her tongue, Deanna's breath caught in her throat. Shelby's tongue casually flicked over the nub of her clit, and a wave of pleasure swept up her body.
For the next several minutes the two women were content to eat each other out, Shelby's technique growing as she began to read Deanna's responses, the room echoing with the two women's moans and groans of desire and pleasure.
Soon Deanna could sense her second orgasm approaching. She attacked Shelby's clit with her lips and tongue in an effort to make both women climax together. It didn't take long until Shelby's orgasm hit her, her back arching off the bed as she screamed out in release. Deanna's own spend was only seconds later, each woman flooding the other's face with hot, tangy pussy juice, which they both lapped up with relish.
As they both came down from their highs, they collapsed onto the bed next to each other, breathing heavily and regaining their composures. "That was wonderful Deanna," Shelby gasped as her breathing came back to normal.
"Mmm, yes it was, wasn't it?" Deanna replied dreamily, as she lay there. The two women kissed and caressed each other for some time until a small beep came from the main living area of Shelby's quarters.
"Commander Shelby, you have a message from Starfleet Command," said the synthesised feminine voice of the Enterprise's main computer.
"Damn, not now," Elizabeth said tiredly at the computer's announcement.
"You should go and see who it's from, it could be important," Deanna said, trying to reassure her lover that it was OK and she understood.
"If you're sure?" Shelby asked, as she looked at Deanna doubtfully.
"Yes, I'm sure," Deanna replied smiling.
Shelby got up from the bed and picked up her bathrobe from a nearby chair. She put it on and tied the cord at the front before going out into the main room and accessing her computer. Deanna just lay back and stretched, waiting for Elizabeth to come back.
When Lt. Cmdr. Elizabeth Shelby came back into her bedroom she found Deanna spread across her bed, her naked body displayed to perfection, her long hair arrayed across the pillow, and she remembered Ensign Ireland's words.
"Yes Jenny, it's quite a sight, quite a sight indeed," Elizabeth murmured to herself, before going back to bed to spend her last few hours on board the Enterprise in the arms of her lover.
