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[ Jim, on the other hand, doesn't seem particularly interested in keeping quiet. The fact that this room is relatively far away from all the others makes him somewhat surer that no one will hear them, not unless they make it right up to the door— and even if they do, they'll still find it locked.

Besides, pretty much everyone on the ship already knows they're involved, and Jim's evidently not all that scrupulous about privacy, much unlike Mary.

His hands curl into the back of her thighs, slipping between her legs and spreading her wider apart for him, moaning against her breast as she builds up a pace. His hips roll up to meet hers again, impatient and eager for her to move faster. ]

[It isn't that she is trying to keep their involvement a secret, because he's right, most people on the ship know they're together. It's more that she'd rather not have everyone on board hear their sexual escapades. She would find it difficult to command any sort of respect if that were the case.

Mary quickens her pace, hips moving back and forward on top of his, impaling herself with his cock and letting out little moans of pleasure each time. She's just starting to get a good pace and feels the pleasure beginning to build, when the buzz of the intercom goes off.]

Jim? Are you in there?

[It's Bones. Mary freezes on top of Jim, her hand instantly going to her mouth. She buries her face in his neck for good measure. She has no idea how much he heard. Dear God, how mortifying.]

[ooc: while I did watch the 2009 movie on Saturday, that's about the extent of my Star Trek knowledge, so if you'd like to make up a valid reason why Bones is calling, go for it. Or if you want me to change it to another crew member, I can.]

[ It's very easy for Jim to forget himself, where they are or who might walk in, especially when Mary starts moving and quickly picks up a pace. Jim's soft panting turns to louder gasps with each grind of her hips, his own lifting up to meet her halfway, burying himself deep inside her with every thrust.

All that stops very abruptly, and Jim's not even sure what startles him first, Bones's voice or the way Mary just tenses on top of him and stops moving altogether. He lets out a strangled noise but manages to bite back anything louder than that, and for a moment he actually debates just ignoring the voice coming through the intercom.

But he knows there's no point. Even if it's not important, which, by Bones's tone, he's guessing is the case, he knows the doctor will just keep looking around and trying to call him to figure out where he is. So with a quiet sigh, he clears his throat and his mind so he can answer. ]

Bones, unless a meteor's about to crash into us and wipe us all out, I'm really very busy.

Well, what the hell are you-?

[There's a long awkward silence and Mary can practically hear Bones thinking. He must have at least heard some of their moaning and is able to put two and two together.]

Ah. Yeah. Uh. Come find me later ok?

[The intercom clicks off and Mary is motionless for a second, trying to figure out what to do. Quickly enough she starts moving again, mostly because she can't not. It's almost involuntary when Jim is hard inside of her..

She's not as mortified as she should be, as she probably will be after they both come. Right now she wants to try to salvage what they have left of this session, so she puts her lips to Jim's ear.]

Think he's jealous?

[ Jim nuzzles between Mary's breasts, burying his face there while he waits for Bones to break that awkward silence again. When he does, Jim can't help letting out a breath, relaxing again once the com clicks off and they get their privacy back.

His mouth works its way to one of Mary's breasts even before she starts moving again, nipping lightly while his fingers dig into the flesh of her thighs, urging her to move again. Once she does, he quickly joins her, hips rocking up against hers so they're building up to their previous rhythm. ]

Wouldn't know what about, [ He purrs warmly, tipping his head just enough to bite lightly at her neck. ]

[Men didn't talk? Perhaps Jim didn't talk about her at least. She finds that curious, though she's not about to ask at this moment. Instead, she digs her fingers into Jim's hair and tries to shake off their interruption. She rides his lap at a fast clip, her muscles tightening around his cock with each stroke out.]

Mmm, Jim... so good...

[ Well, some men talk, but not Jim. Not about Mary anyway, and besides Bones wouldn't be the kind to ask or want to know. He's not usually eager to know any intimate details about Jim's sex life and he can't exactly hold it against him.

One of his hands slides up to her waist, tracing along her ribcage, the other gripping her ass tight and urging her down with each thrust. His gasps turn to louder moans when she clenches around him, back arching at the jolt of pleasure rolling down his spine. ]

God, Mary— faster...

[Her moans grow louder as she manages to rock even faster in his lap. The penetration is so deep that it sends shock waves through her body. She steadies herself with one hand on his shoulder and the other on the back of his chair.]

Come for me, Captain. [Mary whispers the words to him, then leans back and snakes her hand down between their bodies. She fingers her clit, knowing how much he loves to watch her touch herself, though she certainly wouldn't complain if he took over.]

[ Jim mouths her breast again, teasing her nipple through her clothes, but letting go soon when she keeps picking up pace. And as she whispers those words to him, his focus shifts to that instead, leaning back more fully against his chair so he can get a much better view of her on his lap, touching herself while riding his cock.

His hips rock upwards and against her even harder than before, moaning breathlessly as he buries himself all the way. He knows it's only a matter of seconds, and with the way she clenches hard around him, moving faster to meet him halfway, he's soon reaching his climax, moaning her name loudly as he spills into her tight heat. ]

[She hikes her dress up with her other hand so that he can get a better view of her. Sitting like this, Mary can watch the subtle changes in his face as he ascends to his climax and the falls over the other side. It's beautiful, unlike anything she has ever seen before. She stills her hand on her clit, squeezing her muscles around his cock as he comes, milking every bit of his seed.

Her movements slow as Jim comes down, though he remains inside of her.] Talk to me... [Her voice is a murmur as her hand speeds back up on her clit, pointer and middle finger flicking rapidly over it.]

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[ Jim's still coming down from his orgasm when she picks up her pace again. He grits his teeth, his hands holding onto her hips tightly, his eyes lingering between her legs to watch her touch herself.

Eventually he looks up, when she speaks to him, and he leans in and tips his head up to brush his lips across her neck. ] You're so beautiful like this, Mary... love it when you touch yourself. Come on... [ He mouths at her jaw lazily. ] Let me hear you.

[Her eyes slip closed, concentrating on the pleasure and the sound of Jim's voice. She lets herself go as he asks, and her cries ring out in the cockpit. He's the only man that she's ever been so free with, thanks to his gentle encouragement. Mary has laid herself bare for him and she does so again.

Her head tilts back as the orgasm rushes over her body, involuntarily squeezing his cock inside of her again. She grabs at his shoulder to steady himself, nails digging into him. Everything, from doing it in his chair to touching herself for him, combines to make it one of the strongest orgasms she's had in a while.]

[ He watches her intently as she comes, hands gripping her tightly, his own body jerking and shifting as she keeps moving and clenching around his now limp cock. He can almost feel the wave of her orgasm washing over him, making his skin tingle and his head light.

Once she relaxes again, he reaches up and cups her neck, pulling her down and capturing her mouth in a deep kiss, breaking the contact only so they can breathe. He guides her to lift her hips up so he slips out of her, then pulls her close into a tight embrace, arms curling around her. ]

You'll never cease to amaze me.

[The orgasm and all of the exertion put into it have left her feeling light-headed and dizzy. She rests her cheek on his shoulder as she tries to catch her breath. His arms feel warm and tight around her and she settles into his embrace.

Her voice is tired.] What do you mean? About the sex?

About everything.

[ He sighs, both tired and relaxed, against the curve of her neck. He does mean something specific in this case, though, so he goes on to add, leaning back so he can look at her, smile on his face. ]

You know, that's the first time I've done this. On the captain's chair.

Yeah? [Mary gives him a tired grin. She's so glad that she could be his first at something. Her fingers move up his face to brush his damp hair off of his brow.] Did you enjoy it? [Pretty obvious question there.]

[ He likes that too, actually. Jim may have a lot of experience but it's still nice to know there are at least some firsts he can have with Mary. Smiling lazily, he lifts one of his hands up to tuck loose strands of her hair behind her ear. ]

I did, yes. Very much.

Good. [She lays a trail of kisses over his jaw, then presses one to his lips.] I suppose you ought to go find Bones and see what he wants before he tells the entire crew that we had sex in the cockpit. [Not that he necessarily would, but that type of information has a tendency to get out.]

[ Jim lets out a quiet little noise, close to a whine, not pulling too far away from that kiss. ] Damn it. Do I really have to?

[ Yes, he just said that in the tone of a spoiled brat. Not that Mary's wrong, but Jim at least knows Bones won't tell anyone what he may or may not have heard. He does trust his friend with that much. Sighing audibly, he rolls his eyes and lets his head fall back with a deaf thud on his chair. ] Fine. Guess I should go and do that.

[Mary rolls her eyes at his reaction.] Yes, Captain. He might need something important. [She kisses him once more and then reluctantly gets up from his lap. They shouldn't linger here anyway, not in such a public place. Mary smooths her dress back down over her thighs, then leans down to pick her panties up off the floor.]

[ He lets out a faint whine as she gets up, eventually following after her, tucking his own underwear and trousers back up, zipping them up once he's managed to cover himself without making a mess of his clothes.

He can't help a faint smile as he spots her panties, and he makes his way over to her. ] Any chance I can keep those?

[Mary debates for a moment, a sly smile on her face, then reaches over and stuffs the panties into the pocket of his trousers. He's read her mind, though she isn't about to let him know that.]

I trust you'll bring them back eventually. You do know where to find me, after all.

[ Too bad, he'd have liked to know that was what she was planning. Jim smiles at her, resisting the urge to slip his hand into his pocket and leaning down to kiss her on the lips instead. ]

I'd like to find you in my quarters later tonight.

[She returns his kiss, then smirks playfully up at him.]

I guess you'll have to be a good boy then, Captain.

[With a wink, she tugs down her skirt again and glides towards the door of the cockpit.]

How dare you. I'm always a good boy.

[ Grinning, though, he gropes her ass as he follows her onto the turbolift, looking all too pleased with himself as they make their way back out, far more presentable now than just a few moments ago. ]

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Why am I wide awake at 4AM on a Saturday? It's a mystery.

omfg GO SLEEP!!

I did manage to fall back asleep for a bit.

Hope you managed to get some more rest :<

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