She Walks In Beauty

by JA Chapman

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

-George Gordon, Lord Byron--1814

 

Pale hands reached out to gently stroke the hardening nipple under the soft satin fabric as her partner moaned sleepily, arousal slowly bringing her from the warm unconscious place she dwelt.

Kathryn looked through the darkness of her quarters to see Seven caressing her full breasts as her steady blue eyes gauged the captain's reaction almost coldly. Silently, the girl unbuttoned the nightshirt and exposed the erect nipple to the cool air causing Janeway to scowl a bit in discomfort. She quickly covered the nipple with her hot mouth and began to tease it lightly with her tongue and teeth causing sharp stabs of almost painful erotic awakening to course downward and her thighs to rub together involuntarily. Wasting little time, the Borg moved downward, running soft pink lips over the older woman's still flat stomach, teasing the navel lightly, before making her way down to the cotton panties, now damp with arousal.

Janeway remained silent through all this. Seven was challenging her to cry out and relinquish control. It was a game they played often although Kathryn always wondered if Seven did it for the pleasure of the act or because it was just one more way to get 'input'. For a moment she forgot the pleasure and thought of the coolness of her lover's skin--the almost impersonal touches and frowned lightly. She would dearly love to see her pupil's control shattered, if only for a moment. Often she fantasized about hearing her gasp and cry out without pretense. Before she could continue that train of thought however, Seven began to nibble at the skin along the scalloped edge of the thin panties making such dour musings seem rather unimportant once more. This was Kathryn's time to be selfish and give herself over to the act instead of controlling it.

Steady fingertips pulled down the undergarments as the blonde girl followed their steady progress with her lips, not kissing but grazing the skin and burying her mouth in the reddish brown patch of hair at the apex of the other woman's thighs.

Kathryn lifted her bottom to allow the panties to be eased down and felt strong yet gentle hands push her legs apart as Seven licked and massaged her inner thighs with agonizing slowness. Goose bumps decorated the older woman's body as Seven paused to take in the curious effect. Allowing a single finger to trace the labia, she gently opened her and examined the woman's center almost clinically. The clitoris was erect and dewy with temptation as Seven slowly inserted two fingers into the other woman's slick opening and began to push against her with cruel gentleness. Extending her tongue, she manipulated the erect bundle of nerve endings then took it into her mouth, sucking gently but firmly.

Janeway spasmed and gasped as the younger girl scraped the clit with sharp white teeth and continued the gentle fucking motion with her fingers. She attempted to steady her breathing as the young woman collected some of the sticky-sweet lubrication with her other hand and placed it under her rocking hips to slide against the puckered fleshy opening underneath.

The sensations merged together as Seven casually began to quicken her motions. Kathryn felt her womb open and flow as she allowed herself to climax at last. Still though, she remained silent, refusing to give up the prize Seven sought. Coming down off the high, she removed Seven's hands and sought the dominant position. Looking into her opponent's still eyes she kissed her, running her tongue over the scented lips and delving lightly inside to taste herself.

Controlling the urge to bite down, she nibbled on the full bottom lip working her way down the chin and grazing the hollows of Seven's pale throat. She cupped the large breasts in her hands as she teased the rose-tinted nipples into erect peaks then nursed on them until she heard the girl's breath come in short, steady pants. Moving downward until she was level with Seven's light patch of pubic hair, she teased the outer labia with her hot tongue, causing the Borg to wiggle just slightly and making her pale thighs open even further. She tasted the warm scented heat of her as she dove her tongue deep into the opening allowing her to flow past her smiling lips. Gripping her buttocks, she moved her head up and down as her devoured the girl's sex and almost purred with delight as she felt long tapered fingers tangle and caress her hair seductively.

"Captain..." Seven whispered as her body sought sweet release.

Kathryn smiled widely at the sound of the girl's voice realizing that she had won. She felt almost powerful as she slid her body over and against the other woman, as sex met sex in a primal rhythm. It was times like these when Kathryn wished she could be both woman and man--to feel the soft inner heat of the pale fleshed girl's vaginal walls against her sex while still knowing what only another woman can feel. They urged one another on, the slow tempting sex becoming more and more frantic as they came together, both lost in private worlds of sensation until the heat of their bodies stilled and they collapsed against one another in exhausted satisfaction.

Seven turned to her captain and said almost tonelessly, "That was quite satisfying. Thank you."

Kathryn chuckled and kissed her teasingly, "You're most welcome, my dear--I assure you though, the pleasure was all mine."

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