The Blue Series - Part 2
Title: A BLUE ENCOUNTER (part 2 of ‘The Blue series’)
Author: Aura-z
Author’s e-mail: [email protected]
Date: 03.10.03
Archive: EntSTSlash, MEGA
Category: Slash
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Archer/Reed, Trip/Phlox/Sato
Sequel to: ‘DECON BLUE’
Disclaimer: All characters owned by Paramount. No profit made from fic.
Summary: Trip decides to play Cupid.
Author’s notes: I luv feedback. Please leave some.
Trip awoke warm and happy, his lover and his
latest conquest were wrapped around his body as if they were part of him. He
looked at Jon’s ruffled hair and grinned to himself. He always came back to
Jon. He knew he was lucky that his long-term partner was accepting of his
unusual desires and sexual games. Jon never complained when Trip went to
other’s beds or brought other’s to theirs, because he understood that he was
the one Trip loved. Their relationship was not exclusive, on the contrary. Jon
was quite open-minded about the partners Trip would choose and would often welcome
them to his own bed. Trip had been surprised at this one however, his captain
had seemed more keen than usual. Then again, Malcolm was quite a catch.
Trip looked down at the two of them sleeping
soundly. They were holding hands in their sleep, their fingers intertwined. He
kissed them both on the lips. The three of them had spent an energetic night
together, sharing their dreams and fantasies; some of those fantasies had come
true last night.
But there was one. One that Malcolm had gone
into great detail about, regarding the ship’s doctor and a certain young
ensign. Trip had not been able to get it out of his mind.
He untangled himself from the warm bodies and
left the snugness of the bed behind him. He made his way to the shower, a plan
hatching in his mind. He started to whistle merrily to himself.
*********************
"So where did he go off to so
early?" said Jon regarding Malcolm over the top of his coffee cup. "I
gave him some well earned time off today. I thought he’d at least stay until we
woke up."
"You know the commander sir" said
Malcolm enjoying the way the captain was looking at him. "He’s a busy man
even when he’s not working."
"Hmm" said Jon, not taking his eyes
off Malcolm. "Would this business involve a certain physician and ensign
by any chance?"
"Ah, you noticed his interest in that
too?"
"Noticed it?" scoffed Jon,
"He’s been bending my ear about Phlox for weeks now."
"I probably didn’t help matters"
said Malcolm thoughtfully, "though I don’t think I shared anything with
him that hadn’t already crossed his mind."
The captain chuckled.
"So he’s planning to live out your
fantasies for you. That’s my Trip, generous to a fault."
"Well that particular fantasy at
least" replied Malcolm slyly. "Poor Phlox. Poor Hoshi."
"I wouldn’t make judgements about Hoshi
to quickly Malcolm. I’ve known her a long time, and trust me she’s no angel. As
I recall she gave Mr Tucker quite a run for his money once. I can’t see her
objecting to being his partner in crime. Not if it means getting what she
really wants."
"Really?" said Malcolm genuinely
surprised. "But surely she’ll be shocked if Trip lets her in on what I
think he’s got planned?"
" A threesome? Doubtful, I think she’ll
try anything at this point."
"You know a lot about this if you don’t
mind me saying so" teased Malcolm.
"Like I said," replied Jon,
"I’ve known Hoshi for a long time, we’re old friends. We talk."
Malcolm laughed out loud shaking his head.
Jon was grinning at him.
"Poor Phlox" repeated Malcolm, as
Jon poured what little coffee remained from the pot into his cup.
Malcolm leaned forward and looked at him
shrewdly. "And what about this ear bending of Trip’s? How’s that
going?"
Jon drained the contents of his cup before
speaking, his voice was coy.
"I must say I‘m possibly warming to the
idea. However, I do wish he would learn to pace himself. He also needs to
realise that some things are just out of bounds. He’s not always going to get
his own way I’m afraid." Jon glanced down at his empty cup.
"I’m not sure Mr Tucker considers
anything to be out of bounds" replied Malcolm. "As you say, he’s a
very generous man."
"I’m all to aware of that, it’s one of
the things I liked about him when we first met. Our friendship has always been
cosy, but casual," said Jon tactfully. He put his coffee cup down and
straightened himself in his chair, his voice was brisk.
"So what do you have planned for the day
Malcolm?"
The armoury officer looked down regrettably
at what remained of his breakfast.
"I’m on duty sir, in about 20 minutes to
be precise."
The captain faked a casual air.
"No longer Mr Reed, I’ve already
arranged for another crewman to cover your shift." He paused. "I
thought you could do with a break today as well. You’ve been working yourself
far to hard lately, I wouldn’t be much of a captain if I watched my crew run
themselves into the ground now would I?"
"I guess not. Thank you sir."
"So, any plans?"
"None that spring to mind. Do you have
any suggestions?"
Jon slid his hand across the table and placed
it lightly on top of Malcolms.
"How about some more water polo Mr
Reed?"
*********************
"I’m nervous" said Hoshi, anxiety
written across her face. "What if it all goes wrong, what if he’s not
interested, I mean we could really end up upsetting him!"
"Will you hush darlin, come on trust me.
The doc’s interested alright, he just needs a bit of encouragement that’s
all" replied Trip, smiling brightly at her.
"Encouragement! We’re planning to
totally seduce the guy!" She paced backwards and forwards for a few
seconds. " I’m not sure I can go through with this."
Trip sighed and moved closer to her.
"Will you calm down. Look, we talked
about this. He’s Denobulan right? It’s normal for them to be a little …"
he waved his hand in the air. "Shy" he finished.
"Shy? Isn’t that all the more reason why
we should be careful?"
"Nah, look, you’ve been waiting for him
to make the move right? I mean you’ve been giving him all the right signals,
and nothings happened. Am I right?"
"Yes"
"Well that’s cos he’s been waiting for
you to make the move on him, that’s how they do it on Denobula."
"Are you sure?" she said, still
unconvinced.
"Yeah, I had a conversation regarding it
with Phlox’s wife Feezal when she was onboard. From the way she described it,
the woman literally have to go out hunting the males and club them on the head
to get their attention."
Hoshi managed a laugh. "I’m sure she was
exaggerating, it can’t be that bad."
"I dunno, I can just picture Feezal with
a club in her hand" replied Trip, gazing off into space.
Hoshi smiled at him and then embraced him
affectionately.
"I really want this" she stated
simply.
"I know sweetheart, I know."
*********************
Later that evening Dr Phlox stood outside
Hoshi’s quarters his finger poised over the buzzer. He was still uncertain as
to what the evening was about, but the commander had insisted that Phlox join
him and Ensign Sato in her quarters for a casual chat and a movie. The doctor
was not normally one to leave sickbay in the hands of another for the evening,
but the commander had made ‘puppy dog eyes’ at him and he’d found himself
relenting. Besides, Ensign Cutler would call him if she needed any assistance,
and the evening could be entertaining.
The commander had also been quite insistent
that Phlox wear some casual clothes, not his usual work attire. Phlox glanced
down at his clothes; they didn’t have any pockets in them so he’d been forced
to leave his med scanner back in sickbay. It was strange, but he never felt
quite dressed without it. He sighed, and pressed the buzzer.
The doors slid back to reveal Commander
Tucker with Hoshi standing behind him, grinning nervously.
"Hi Doc!" beamed Trip stepping to
one side and beckoning him to enter.
Phlox took in their anxious expressions and
hoped that they hadn’t found out it was his birthday a couple of days ago. The
idea of his colleagues jumping out on him yelling ‘Surprise!’ did not appeal to
him tonight, though he wouldn’t complain about having to wolf down some
birthday cake. He smiled back at his two friends and cautiously entered the
room, trying to shake the image of T’pol in a party hat out of his mind.
"Good evening Mr Tucker, Hoshi" he
replied, trying not to sound too suspicious.
"Hi Phlox" said Hoshi taking his
arm and leading him to the make shift sofa that Trip had organised for the
evening. "Would you like some wine?"
Phlox smiled brightly at her. "Well
considering that the captain has graciously given me leave of duty for the
evening, along with half the crew as it would seem, I can’t see that one glass
would hurt."
"Yeah, strange that" said Trip
thoughtfully. "He’s being quite generous with time-off at the
moment."
Hoshi poured them all some wine, and then sat
down next to Phlox, her thigh gently pressing against his despite the fact
there was still plenty of room on the sofa. "Thank you ensign" said
Phlox taking the glass and noting the first of what would turn out to be many
warning signs for the evening ahead.
Trip plonked himself on the other side of the
Denobulan, taking a large gulp of wine as he did so. "You’re in for a real
treat Doc, this movie is an absolute classic I’m telling ya."
*********************
Laura sat with her friend, the conversation
draining into the background. The tea-room was cold and empty without him, her
life would be cold and empty without him. The train lumbered away from the
station taking Alec further away from her with each pound of its engine. The
sound of this metal beast was all she could hear. And then it was gone, gone
forever. She could bare it no longer and ran out the door and on to the
platform, just as the Evening Express train screamed its way through Milford
station. For a moment she considered jumping, part of her so wanted to end this
misery, this misery of a life with out him. The light from the cars flickered
their way across her tortured face, but she couldn’t do it. Something held her
back. Turning, with tears brimming in her eyes she walked away. Love, lost.
The image faded to be replaced with the words
‘The End’.
No one spoke for a few minutes.
"God I love that movie" sniffed
Trip eventually. "Always makes me cry"
"Indeed Mr Tucker" said Phlox
glancing down at the two hands, one Trip’s and One Hoshi’s, that had been
resting on his legs for the last half on the movie.
"You didn’t mind did you?" said
Hoshi, noticing his glance and removing her hand.
"Not at all ensign. Would you like a
tissue?"
She fished one out of her pocket and smiled
damp eyed at him. "I came prepared" she said, regaining her
composure.
"So Doc, what did you think?" asked
Trip, as he turned the screen off and raised the lighting in the room from
darkness to a soft glow.
"A sad tale indeed" replied Phlox
as he stood and stretched. "Of course on Denobula it would have been quite
acceptable for her to have pursued the relationship despite being
married."
"Yeah, well things aren’t so liberal on
Earth, especially not back in the 1940’s. It must be nice though, I mean to
have such a large family." Trip moved closer to Phlox as he spoke.
"You must miss them a great deal."
Phlox looked downcast as he shrugged and
looked away. "Very much" he said. "Very much indeed."
"It’s been awhile hasn’t it?" said
Hoshi, her voice almost a purr. "Since you’ve seen them?"
"Yes, I saw one of my wives and husbands
on a brief return to Denobula before joining the Medical exchange program …
they greeted me quite warmly."
"Warmly?" enquired Trip.
The doctor’s expression was deadpan.
"Yes, we spent the whole day in love making." He paused unabashed at
his statement. "I do miss them greatly." The atmosphere in the room
took a decided turn.
"You know, you don’t have to be
alone" said Hoshi, her voice seductive.
Phlox tilted his head in a questioning manor.
Hoshi moved in closer, her hands gently
sliding up Phlox’s shoulders, her breathing had become deeper and there was
longing in her eyes. Phlox made a half hearted attempt at backing away but Trip
was behind him, his voice soothing, his hands came to rest gently on Phlox’s
hips and his warm breathe brushed against the soft skin on the doctor’s neck.
Trip inhaled deeply as the scent of the
Denobulan washed over his senses. He could see the fire in Hoshi’s eyes and
knew that she was sharing his own desires. Trip’s lips lingered over a pulse
point on the doctor’s neck and he felt Phlox’s heart rate quicken in
anticipation. Trip smiled as he planted soft kisses on the tender spot, Phlox’s
soft hair brushing against the side of his face as he did so. Trip knew the
doctor was intrigued by this turn in events and intended to help further that
curiosity.
"Um, guys?" wavered Phlox’s voice
as Hoshi’s hand found entrance at the top of his shirt and started to caress
the base of his neck and collarbone. "I think maybe it’s time I left,
don’t you think?" A forced smile played across his face.
Phlox felt the presence of Trip’s teeth now,
gently nipping at him.
"No," came the husky answer from
the commander.
"Please stay" said Hoshi quietly,
her hands roaming freely over the doctor’s body, before returning to his upper
chest. "You know you want to."
Having undone the top buttons of his shirt,
she slid it back exposing Phlox’s shoulder to Trip’s hungry mouth. Hoshi
watched intently as Trip ran his moist tongue over the newly exposed skin,
sucking and licking at it. The chief engineer’s eyes locked with hers for a
moment as he greedily continued with his work, and a smile formed on his lips.
"Man you taste good" he said as he
roughly tried to pull the shirt down further. An involuntary soft moan escaped
the Denobulan’s mouth. Hoshi looked imploringly at the commander.
Trip’s hands slid around Phlox’s body and
started to undo the rest of his shirt buttons, and he then pulled the shirt
back. The Denobulan gulped as his chest and soft belly was exposed to Hoshi’s
gaze. Trip gently restrained Phlox’s arms, giving Hoshi full access. Phlox
bucked slightly at her hesitant first touch, which served only to encourage
her. Hoshi then ran her hands across his nipples and chest and down his ribs,
letting her palms and fingertips explore the smooth texture of his warm skin.
By the time her curious strokes reached his pelvis, she could hear his slightly
laboured breathing. She hesitated, wondering if she was doing the right thing.
According to Trip, Feezal had stated that Denobulan females had to be confident
and even brash when it came to taking a mate. But these were not natural traits
for Hoshi. At least, not where Phlox was concerned. She looked at Trip for
re-assurance.
Phlox made no attempt to struggle and both
Hoshi and Trip knew he was ripe for their attention. Trip returned her excited
glance before giving her a discreet nod.
Hoshi spoke softly to Phlox, her voice
soothing.
"Will you allow me to kiss you?" He
looked startled by her question.
"Please?" she purred against his
cheek. She waited for his answer, her lips not moving away from his face.
His voice when he spoke was very quiet.
"As you wish ensign."
Trip looked at Hoshi over Phlox’s shoulder.
"Go for it," he silently mouthed at
her.
She looked unsure for a split second and then
turned her head and caught the doctor’s mouth, kissing him deeply before he
could pull away. His lips were soft and he still tasted of the wine. She felt
arousal mounting in her body at his taste and feel, she understood now why Trip
had looked at her the way he had when he was kissing Phlox, wanting her to
experience these delights as well.
Phlox’s eyes widened as Trip pulled his shirt
from him completely, it fell onto the floor and Hoshi pulled back to look at him.
She smiled gently at him and looked directly into his guarded eyes, her hand
softly stroking his cheek.
"I’ve wanted this for so long now, I
know you’ve thought about it too." Her voice trailed off as she gazed
affectionately at him.
"That maybe the case ensign," he
breathed ruefully if not a little shakily. "But I’m still not sure this is
altogether …" he paused trying to find the right words.
"Appropriate."
"I do," said Trip sternly,
"and I outrank both of you. Oh, and Doc? Keep calling her ensign, it’s
kinda turning me on."
Phlox’s face burned as Hoshi kissed his lips
again, catching his lower lip with her teeth and tenderly nibbling on it. Part
of him still wanted to run, but he found himself glued to the spot, unable to
resist their ministrations. Was he just a plaything for them for the evening?
Was this just passing curiosity on their part? It didn’t matter, he wasn’t
going to make it out of this room tonight either way. He wanted them both very
much, but part of him still maintained that this was a mistake. The conflict
inside of him must have been obvious.
Hoshi cupped his face in her hands resting
her forehead against his, her eyes looked as if they held tears at bay.
"Phlox" she said in hushed tones.
"Dear Phlox."
She went to kiss him once more.
He pulled away. Hoshi and Trip exchanged a
look, their concern obvious.
"I don’t think I can do this" said
Phlox, his voice faltering. "I’ve not been with a Human before, and now
two of you?" He didn’t yet have an erection; nerves had kept that
embarrassment at bay. But his arousal was growing and he knew that if either of
them were to touch him more intimately, he would be theirs.
"Please understand," breathed Trip
in his ear, "we all know we want this, so why avoid it? We’re just friends
and colleagues showing each other some affection and love, that’s all. I want
you naked. Hoshi wants you naked. Please don’t fight us, share yourself with
us." His voice was almost pleading.
"Naked?" whimpered Phlox, as the
last of his resolve deserted him, not bothering to wave goodbye.
"Yes" whispered Hoshi, the want
unmistakable in her voice. She saw a twinkle in Phlox’s eyes, and started to
say something. But he removed his arm from Trip’s gentle hold, and placed his
hand lightly on her mouth. She could feel the change in him.
"Shh. If you really want me," he
paused, his own need apparent now, "then I am yours." He then
replaced the hand with a deep and tender kiss.
Trip felt his own excitement growing as he
watched Hoshi and Phlox meld their mouths together. He also noticed that
Hoshi’s hands had started to just slide into the tops of Phlox’s pants. The
Denobulan’s body burned against him. When Phlox and Hoshi parted Trip released
Phlox’s other arm and stroked his tousled hair away from his neck. He planted
warm kisses at the nape letting his tongue tease the tender skin for just a
second, before turning his attention to Phlox’s ear. He sucked gently on the
tip of it and smiled when he felt a tremor go through Phlox. Encouraged by this
he slipped his arms around him once more, and tentatively rubbed at Phlox’s
soft brown nipples. They hardened under his touch, and Trip quickly caught
Hoshi’s eye, she had also noted the reaction.
Hoshi leaned forward and kissed the doctor’s
bare chest. He tried to stifle a gasp at her touch. Trip stood pressed into his
back, still kissing his ear and neck.
Phlox felt like his whole body was on fire
now. He trembled as the bulge grew in his pants, scorning himself for not being
able to resist the moment. But no matter, he would deal with any consequences
later. He needed this badly.
Trip wanted Phlox naked. So he started to
undo the Denobulan’s pants. Hoshi’s eyes sparkled in anticipation, her gaze
never leaving Trip’s deft hands as they worked to remove the offending
clothing.
As the clasp came undone Hoshi knelt and
removed Phlox’s shoes and socks before helping Trip slide his pants and
underwear from him entirely. Phlox moaned as his aching cock was freed from its
confines, the cool air caressing at it. He heard their intakes of breath.
When Hoshi stood she was smiling adoringly at
him. He was completely naked and totally at their mercy.
"I need you both," managed Phlox,
reaching for Trip. He kissed his mouth and began to tug gently at the
commander’s clothing. The kiss deepened, as Hoshi moved behind Trip and helped
Phlox undress him. When the engineer was also naked, Hoshi turned her attention
back to the doctor.
She looked directly at him, her eyes
searching his as if looking for some sign of permission. Her hand moved down at
the same time as her gaze, just the idea that she was looking at him fuelled
his arousal. Phlox closed his eyes as her fingers lightly toyed with the
segmented ridges that ran down either side or his penis.
Trip had moved to the side of him, his own
erection pressed into the doctor’s thigh, his breathing slow and deep. Hoshi
looked at Trip and gently reached for his hand, placing it at the base of
Phlox’s arousal before she stepped back and started to slowly remove her own
clothing. Trip stroked the ridges with infinite care before cupping Phlox’s
balls and kneading them gently in his hand. Phlox groaned and put his arm
around Trip’s neck as if to steady himself, their foreheads rested against one
another as they both intently watched Hoshi. Her clothes slid from her lithe
frame exposing her shoulders and breasts. Under the heated gaze of her two
lovers she began to elegantly run her hands over her body in sensual strokes
before letting what remained of her clothes drop from her.
When Trip spoke his voice was nothing but a
whisper.
"Happy birthday Doc."
~ The End ~