Scientific Method
 

Kathryn eyed Seven curiously as the young woman unbuckled then removed her sandal. "Seven, what are you doing?"

Seven's hands explored up the expanse of bare leg, gently massaging her calf muscles, "Exploring," she said simply.

Kathryn sat back, her lips parting as she let out a soft sigh, "And what exactly are you exploring?"

"You," her hands left her older friend momentarily, then returned to remove the other sandal. She then returned to kneading the muscles of Kathryn's legs, moving until her hands skirted under the hem of her dress.

Kathryn gasped as Seven's fingers brushed the skin of her inner thigh, she shifted slightly, pushing her thighs apart, then balled her fists into the cushions of the sofa. "And why," her breathing was labored, "are you exploring me?"

"You object," the gently probing hands stopped, "I can leave if you would prefer?"

"No," she said all too quickly, "no it's... nothing, you can keep going if you like." She let her eyes drift closed and she lay back on the sofa, sighing as Seven's hands once again moved over her thighs, pushing her dress upward. She wasn't exactly prepared for what came next, but she didn't object. Seven hovered above her, her lips lightly and hesitantly trailing a path up the older woman's neck. Kathryn jumped slightly at the first unexpected feel of the woman's lips on her own, but quickly relaxed, giving in to the ache that was beginning to churn between her legs.

She melted into the back of the sofa, her hands moving up to curl around Seven's wrists as the younger woman kissed her, pushing her lips apart with her tongue and tentatively exploring the depths of her mouth. Kathryn moaned then, and deepened the kiss on instinct, her hands sliding up to frame the young woman's face in her hands.

Seven gently took her hands and moved them back to the sofa, then slowly moved her way down Kathryn's neck, nipping and nibbling at her flesh. Kathryn sighed as she felt her dress being slowly opened and parted. She gasped unexpectantly as Seven's lips moved across the swell of one of her breasts. The younger woman's hands swept quickly over her smooth skin, tracing the swells of her breasts. She hooked her fingers into the front of Kathryn's bra, and easily unclasped it, and like the dress it was pushed aside. Her fingers moved lightly over nipples, her breath enticing them into hardened pebbles. Her lips trailed lightly between the soft mounds, leaving a moist trail in their wake. Seven blew across it and sent Kathryn arching against her.

The younger woman's lips curved into a slight smile as she continued downward, wondering slightly at the way her stomach muscles danced under a simple touch. When her lips encountered the waist band of simple lace underwear she looked up, her brow arching at the woman who lay beneath her. Kathryn's head was tossed to the side, her lips parted and her teeth sinking into a finger. Her other hand was curled into the cushions of the sofa beneath them, and her lips were knitted in concentration. Beads of sweat had begun to break out over her body, causing it to shine in the starlight that drifted in from the view port.

Seven hooked her fingers into the band of the lace garment and slowly drew it downward, noting how Kathryn's hips automatically arched to accommodate the gesture. When they'd been thrown aside, she parted her older friend's legs and knelt between them, her hands resting on her thighs. She kneaded the finely toned muscles, and bent forward to caress the smooth skin with gentle, feather light kisses. Kathryn arched against her, moaning insistently. Seven simply continued on, her breath flowing across dampened curls and sending the older woman into an even larger frenzy.

Prompted by instinct, her tongue darted forward to caress the auburn curls, parting the folds that lay underneath and tasting their depths. Kathryn cried out sharply, but arched against the touch, her legs shaking at the unexpected sensations. Seven reached forward with her hands, and gently parted the folds, then bent over her once again. Her tongue traced the folds, seeking deeper into the heat. Her brow arched in question when her tongue smoothed over the engorged nub, for Kathryn had jerked at the touch. The older woman's response had not been unpleasant, so she did it again, finding pleasure in the repeated response. She focused her attentions on the nub, noting that Kathryn's legs began to tremble furiously beneath the touch. The other woman moaned and bucked against the touch, her voice ringing off the walls of the small cabin.

She nibbled lightly on the nub and pulled it between her teeth, there she held it while her tongue darted over it with no particular rhythm. Kathryn whimpered and began clawing at the cushions of the sofa, finding they were no longer suitable to hold on to. She could feel the tremors beginning deep within her, and the ache that had centered itself low in her belly had begun to grow. She could feel all the signs that generally signaled a massive release, the type of orgasm that generally sent her into fits of screams and left her completely weak afterwards. Her toes curled inward and she stiffened, her mouth dropped open before she could stop it, and the scream that bounced off the walls of the cabin had to have been heard on the decks above and below them.

She bucked violently against the mouth working her over as the tremors washed over her body, again and again, bathing her in sensation after sensation of immense pleasure. She hadn't even noticed that Seven had pulled away from her and was now staring at her curiously. The tremors shook her body until long after Seven had stopped touching her body. Minutes later she still lay trembling against the sofa, her arms and legs completely limp, and the occasional tremor still running through her body when she tried to move.

Eventually she opened her eyes and stared at the woman before her, "You," she rasped, "are evil." She reached for her and motioned her onto the sofa next to her. "But feel free to explore anytime."

Seven said nothing for several moments, but a ghost of a smile finally made it's way across her lips, "Human sexuality is a curious thing, I look forward to future experiments with this phenomena."

Kathryn shook her head, "Experiment? So that's what they're calling it these days?" She slipped off of the sofa and between her young friend's legs, "Let me show you an experiment of a different kind...."

The End