<USS Avalon> =/\= To Feel And To Be =/\= (part three)

=/\= To Feel And To Be =/\=
(part three)



(NOTE:  This log contains adult themes and material.  It is not pornographic, 
but it is explicit and borders on graphic.  In addition to sexually oriented 
material, it is based on mature psychological themes.  If this bothers you, 
please do not scroll down to read it.)























Kaera nodded, and together they made their way to the other part of the room. 
Pausing beside the bed (which was so large she wondered briefly how he could 
bear to sleep alone in it -- she knew she would feel lost if she had that much 
space to herself), she fumbled with the fastening of his trousers. His shoes, 
and hers, had been left behind somewhere along the way.

While she fumbled with his trousers he traced the individual scales on her 
chest and abdomen. He found them to be interesting. "Do they ever come off?" He 
asked genuinely interested. "What happens when you get sand between them at 
the beach?"

His touch was maddening, and caused her to fumble even more. "The small 
scales flake off sometimes," she said distractedly. "Usually in dry weather, 
you 
know. Sand doesn't stick, really, but if it does, it'll come off with a soft 
brush. Like a toothbrush, only bigger." The explanation, while it distracted 
her 
from her growing arousal, was welcome as a small break. It made her even more 
responsive when his hand moved to stroke the soft skin of her breast, just as 
she figured out how the fastener of his trousers worked.

"Mmmm," she murmured softly. She wasn't sure which was more interesting, the 
heat of his hands or the coolness of the moving air when he blew on her. She 
tugged his trousers out of the way and let them drop so that he could step out 
of them. Now they were both clad only in snug undergarments, and his arousal 
was apparent. She let the palm of her hand brush against the front of his 
underwear as she sat on the edge of the bed.

"Mmmm yourself." He answered to her touch and smiled at her running the back 
of his hand down her neck ridges, over her shoulder and finally under her 
breasts. He watched her reaction carefully keenly interested in her reactions 
as a 
way of telling just how aroused she was getting by his touches.

She was having feelings she had never felt before. The physical sensations 
blended with the sense of voluntarily giving up control, until she was almost 
lost in the tingling, throbbing, spinning that was going on in her brain. Her 
breasts ached, but it was a good ache, and the warmth in the pit of her belly 
spread until it was halfway down her thighs. "Hold me?" she whispered.

He brought her to him. Holding her gently. "If you want to slow down, you 
need only say so." He smiled down at her. "Sometimes, " he said, " it can be 
quite pleasurable to build and build and then relax for a bit before building 
again to an even higher level of desire."

Kaera nodded. She was having difficulty focusing enough to speak. After long 
moments, she shifted around so that they were lying together, arms wrapped 
around each other. Relaxing against the heat of his body, she let go of the 
taut 
anticipation and spent a short time just enjoying the closeness. "Cam...?"

He continued to stroke her back and arms, allowing her to stay somewhat 
stimulated as they lay together. "Yes, Kaera?"

"It's not going to hurt," she whispered, sharing her joy at that thought. 
"It's going to feel good... isn't it?"

He turned so he was looking down at her. His face was as serious as she had 
seen it. It may have been as serious as any one had ever seen it. "I want you 
to listen to me very carefully, Kaera. And when I am finished, I want you to 
say you understand, if you do." She nodded again. "I will never do anything to 
hurt you, Kaera. You have allowed me to feel what those other men made you 
feel, and I am honored by the sharing." His hand was still caressing her. "And 
while I cannot promise you that it will feel great, I think you will enjoy it 
more than you have ever before. And that is a gift that you will have given me. 
A 
gift I will be grateful for." He smiled down at her. "And as I said a moment 
ago, we can slow down any time you want. We can even..." he paused a moment, 
"stop. If you really wanted to."

"Oh, no," she protested softly. "I don't want to stop." Her eyes shone with 
passion. "I do understand, Cam. This is... it's not anything I could ever have 
imagined. I want to be with you. I want to -- to do this. To be intimate in 
this way."

"I want that as well, but I also want it to be enjoyable for both of us. I 
won't be able to enjoy being with you if you are not enjoying being with me." 
He 
leaned down and kissed her.

She kissed him back, making it perfectly clear that she was enjoying being 
with him. And let her hands roam along his chest and back once again, daring 
gradually to touch lower down his torso.

His kiss grew more passionate as her hands explored his body and his hands 
explored hers. He could feel the scales on her body get softer as he went 
lower. 
Did that mean they got more sensitive? he wondered. His hands were moving 
everywhere, searching, touching, caressing, and arousing her even more.

When his hands touched the edge of her undergarment, she quickly squirmed out 
of it, for the first time craving a touch on the most sensitive parts of her 
body. Her fingers came to rest on his chest, touching his small taut nipples. 
She wanted to see and feel what his underwear still covered, but a part of her 
still hesitated, so she was willing to wait for a short while until the rest 
of her fears could be erased.

As she squirmed beside and beneath him his hands went lower. He groaned a bit 
at her touch, enjoying her teasing of him. His fingers moved lower until 
finally his feathery touch found what it was looking for and began a slow 
rhythmic 
massage that was designed to bring her to even higher levels of passion.

Kaera started to flinch as Cam's hand slid along the delicate scales leading 
to her most private parts. But she forced herself to relax. Cam could feel 
what she felt, and he wouldn't hurt her. He would know if it hurt. He would 
stop 
if it hurt.

Her body quivered all over as his questing fingers found their goal and 
stroked lightly as a feather. "Oh..." she sighed on a long indrawn breath. It 
didn't hurt. Quite the contrary, it was so pleasant as to be nearly unbearable.

He was watching her. He could tell that she liked what he was doing not only 
by watching how she was reacting but he could feel it coming from her. He 
smiled a small smile as he looked into her eyes. He could also feel something 
else. She was worried about something. "Its all right Kaera. Trust me." 

And before she could respond he leaned down and kissed her deeply.

Never, never had she been in such a situation as this. She had been used, 
never made love to. She hadn't understood, until now, why a woman would enjoy 
physical intimacy. Now she knew. But even as she shared this deep, sweet, 
intoxicating kiss... even as her body throbbed and spasmed to his touch, there 
was 
something missing.

The kiss gradually ended, and she looked up into his eyes. "Wait..." she 
whispered.

He was suddenly concerned. Why did she want to stop? Had he misinterpreted 
something? He was quickly replaying events in his mind, not finding anything 
that he could have misread. "What is it?" His voice showed the concern he felt.

It wasn't easy to express herself, especially when her body was still 
shuddering with pleasure. Kaera tried to smile reassuringly, and clung to him. 
"It's... wonderful," she breathed. "But... but I'm not feeling what you're 
feeling... I want to share that... to feel your pleasure too..." She blushed a 
little, 
embarrassed. It was hard to tell whether he was holding back, or whether her 
own feelings were overwhelming her ability to feel his.

He smiled at her again, enjoying the sight of her blushing. "You need not be 
embarrassed. I wasn't holding anything back from you." He kissed her again, 
opening up even more, showing her exactly what he was feeling. All the pleasure 
and excitement and mystery he felt about her.

Again, it was so different... the emotions, rather than just raw physical 
desire and pleasure. "I could lose myself in this," Kaera murmured, sliding one 
hand down his chest and side toward his hip. "I could drown in you..." It 
wasn't anything she had ever considered saying, but as she heard herself say 
the 
words, she knew they were true.

"I won't let you get lost. Nor will I allow you to go under and drown. 
Explore it, Kaera. And share it with me," he encouraged her. He wanted her to 
see if 
she could climb higher and farther. He wanted her to feel the true depth and 
breadth of the emotions of this experience.

Emboldened by his words, she tugged a little at the waistband of his 
undergarment, silently encouraging him to remove it. He had touched her in her 
most 
sensitive place, and she wanted to do the same for him. More than that, she 
wanted to give him the same sorts of feelings he was giving her.

He helped her ease them down and was quickly beside her again but this time 
he had rolled so he was on his back looking up at her.

Her eyes silently asked permission as she stretched tentative fingers to 
touch and stroke him. Curiously, she looked to see the differences between his 
anatomy and that of Cardassian males. Not so very different, but enough to 
notice. One fingertip made contact as she watched his face, her every sense 
extended 
to learn what he was feeling.

He nodded at the first tentative touch of her hand, wanting to encourage her. 
He was looking at her as he showed her what he was feeling. Everything he was 
feeling. She was like no other woman he had been with. Was this becoming more 
than just another liason for him? 

He reached up and stroked her face and down her neck ridges again, allowing 
more and more of the confusion to leak through. 

Puzzled, Kaera looked at him, trying to sift through the mixed feelings. Her 
hand encircled him, but she paused, unsure of what was happening emotionally. 
She kissed his face softly, a little scared by the sudden confusion. "What is 
it, Cam?" she whispered.

"I have never fallen so hard so fast." He could remember every detail about 
each woman he had been with. The way she looked, smelled, tasted. Even the way 
her feelings felt. None of them seemed to matter to hiim as much as this one 
did. "I am not sure I can explain it to you. You can feel it, though, can't 
you?"

Kaera nodded slowly. She could feel it. She felt much the same, herself, 
although she would have attributed it to the newness of the whole experience 
and 
her lack of a frame of reference. "Like... wanting to drown in you," she 
murmured. "To be immersed, completely and forever..." Saying it made it even 
more 
real, and she wrapped herself around him, clinging tightly.

"Yes." He hugged her to him and stroked her hair trying to comfort her. "I 
feel the same way about you, Kaera. I have never felt that way about anyone 
before." He ran a hand sensuously down her back and then lower to her hip, and 
lower still until it rested on her behind.

"But you have had many bedmates...?" Talking took the edge off her physical 
desire, but it seemed to enhance the emotional component. She arched her body 
in one fluid motion, straddling his hips, and lay atop him, her head resting on 
his chest.

He kept up the gentle caresses as he spoke. "Yes. And I have felt strongly 
about each of them. But none of them have given me as much emotional pleasure 
to 
go along with the physical pleasure as you have." He enjoyed having her like 
this. Feeling her this way. He could feel that she was still aroused and he 
moved his hands to touch her where the soft skin of the sides of her breasts 
was 
pushing out between the two of them

Cam's words would have been flattering if it wasn't that she could feel his 
utter sincerity. Kaera looked up and smiled at him, lifting up so that he could 
caress her breasts more completely. In this position, she could rub herself 
on him, and she did so with a slow movement of her hips. "It's... almost too 
much to think about, all at once," she said softly, and continued the slow 
back-and-forth motion, basking in the feeling that passed between them.

He groaned as she moved on him, closing his eyes momentarily. He slid his 
hands around to the front of her breasts, caressing them. He was enjoying what 
she was doing to him. And his arousal was obvious.

Her knees would have buckled at his groan and the accompanying surge of 
emotion, if she wasn't already on them. And it was the most natural thing in 
the 
world to shift slightly as she moved, causing him to push slowly into her. She 
pushed back, a small sound of pleasure forming in her throat.

He slid his hands down her sides to her hips, to help her onto him. The 
emotions were strong. The pleasure was strong too. He watched her suppress the 
sound and frowned. "I thought I told you to share it with me." He said through 
ragged breaths.

Kaera arched her back as her muscles tightened around him involuntarily. She 
might have held back the sound, but her emotions and the sensations of 
pleasure spilled from her and she couldn't have restrained them if she wanted 
to. 
"I'll scream," she gasped, as her hips jerked under her. Bright spasms of 
ecstasy 
burned along her nerves, only making her want more. She had never wanted 
anything like this before, and she knew he knew it.

"If that is what you feel, then let it go." He was building as well. He 
showed her how close he was. How quickly she was pulling him with her. And how 
good 
it felt to him.

Her body undulated atop him, anchored by the contact of their parts and by 
his hands grasping her hips. Muscles she hadn't known were there pushed and 
pulled against his hardness, and Kaera dizzily found herself babbling small 
endearments in her native language. She didn't stop, though. She couldn't stop, 
she 
could only arch and slide and bear down on him, twitching as his thumb found 
again that sensitive spot he had touched earlier. That was all... she could 
take no more, and slammed her hips into him as she exploded in taut spasms, 
screaming incoherently.

And as she screamed he let go as well. She had pulled him over the edge and 
he too was babbling in his first language, words that had similar meanings to 
those she was saying to him. Thoughts and images flashed in his mind as the 
pleasure exploded out of him. Sharing them with her only heightened the 
sensations they were feeling. And when it was over he held her to him closely. 

It seemed to take a long time for the dizziness to subside, and when it did, 
Kaera found herself snuggled warmly in Cam's embrace. They were still joined, 
and the aftershocks of their mutual climax shuddered through them every few 
moments. Her eyes sparkled with joy and a slightly mischievous laughter as she 
gazed into his again. "It didn't hurt..."

"I told you it wouldn't." He chuckled. "I like that look you have, too. So 
playful now. Before, you were so serious." He smiled.

"I suppose I'm serious by nature," she sighed softly, cuddling a bit. "But it 
feels good to make a joke sometimes. And to share something so personal, that 
only you and I will find it funny..." Her smile echoed the deep contentment 
he had brought out in her.

He could feel the contentment within her, and it made him smile, too. But his 
eyes grew sober again. "I was serious when I spoke earlier, Kaera. I have 
never been with anyone like you before. With most of my women," He paused a 
moment before starting again. "That's not true. With the other women I have 
been 
with, we both knew at the time that it was not going to be more than a night or 
two." He looked at her again, carefully. "I never wanted it to be more than 
that. With you... I want more." He tried to project his sincerity with his 
remarks, hoping she would understand.

She understood, and it frightened her just a little.  It wasn't something she 
was prepared to deal with, certainly not in the chill hours before dawn when 
she was exhausted from emotions both positive and negative, and when a 
delicious lethargy was creeping through every muscle and joint in her body.  
"It's 
too much to think about right now," she said very softly, reluctantly sliding 
off him and cuddling close by his side.  "I'm very tired, and not thinking 
clearly.  After we've slept... then will be time to talk."

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