'A night with Seven, and a morning, and...'
Tom felt a hand slowly creeping up the interior of his thigh.
'...an afternoon?'
He looked over at his insatiable new lover - whose appetite he supposed he had noone to blame for unleashing but himself-shook his head, and laughed. It would seem that Seven had other plans for the rest of their mutual day off than sleeping. Perhaps a bit more time exploring her "studies"...
"Thank you, Tom," she said.
He smiled. "You're thanking me?"
"For agreeing to...make love with me," she explained, now laying her head back upon his chest. She didn't see that Tom smiled again at her choice in words - she had said "make love", not "copulate". "It has been most...educational."
Tom stiffled a little laugh and a grin. "Only educational, huh?"
Seven knew his meaning, and looked back up at him with a raised brow. "I do not believe it is necessary to explain the other adjectives I would use to describe the experience, Ensign," she said sternly. Tom then laughed, thinking 'I guess not' as he remembered the obvious pleasure on Seven's face as they'd loved one another. His laughter was brief, however, and he shifted uncomfortably as certain other parts of his anatomy rembered as well. 'Jeez, Tommy, the way she's got you feeling you'd think you were the one just discovering your sexuallity!' he thought.
"Well, you know I'm always happy to help a dedicated...student. You know me - eager to please," he said. Seven's expression was completely neutral, yet her eyes seemed to sparkle as she said "I certainly hope so, Ensign."
And then class was again in session.
[The End - for now]