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

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



(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.)





















Shaking from the unaccustomed feelings, Kaera clung to him, trying to catch 
her breath. "No one ever did that before," she whispered, trying to let him 
feel the newness of what she was experiencing.

He watched her for a moment, enjoying the reaction she was having to what he 
had done. He decided to play a bit more. "Perhaps I should give lessons to 
more people, then." But before she could respond to his statement, he leaned in 
again and kissed her neck where he had been caressing her a few moments before.

Kaera's knees went weak, and she moaned a little. The physical pleasure of 
his kisses made her dizzy. And made her want him, she realized wonderingly even 
as her legs buckled under her.

Cam felt her buckle against him and he caught her as she started to go down. 
"Easy there... We don't want to cause an overload, now." He teased her gently. 


He led her to a chair. "Sit.... we should have a drink before the champagne 
gets warm." He left her sitting alone for a moment as he went to retrieve the 
tray that was still sitting in the replicator slot.

When he arrived he found that it was too late and the champagne and 
strawberries he had ordered had gone warm, so he recycled them and then ordered 
new 
ones that were perfectly chilled. He turned around to find her watching him 
with 
a strange, he thought, look in her eye. As he brought them back to her he 
asked, "What is it?"

Catching her breath, Kaera tried her best to keep from over-analyzing what 
was going on, but that was difficult. It was true that she had never felt 
desire 
in herself before. She had never before chosen to be with a man. Her prior 
experience had been of surrendering herself in desperation, giving men what 
they 
wanted in order to survive, and only managing to put up with the pain and 
shame by vicariously feeling their pleasure in the act. She looked up at Cam as 
he returned to her with a tray, not sure how to explain her thoughts. "It's 
different," she murmured.

He could feel there was more there than she was telling. As he started to set 
out the champagne for them, he asked her for more. "Different, of course. 
It's always different. But the question is, different how?" He poured her a 
glass 
of the wine and picked up a strawberry, offering it to her. 

She turned to sit on one hip with her legs crossed as she accepted the drink 
and fruit from him. "I wish it was something I could explain without words," 
she said softly, her frustration obvious.

"I can understand if you are afraid. It must be so new to you." He smiled at 
her as he took a strawberry for himself, taking a bite out of it and then 
sipping some of the wine. "I only want to know you, Kaera. I don't want to hurt 
you. I am not like any other man you have known." He offered her another berry 
but forced her to eat it out of his hand.

Kaera chewed and swallowed the berry and took a sip of the champagne before 
replying. "No, you are not like any other man I've known," she agreed, and 
added in a whisper, "You would never take a terrified 15-year-old for your own 
pleasure, simply because she was starving and would give herself in exchange 
for 
food."

"No." He could feel her pain at the memory of what that first man had done to 
her. Had forced her to do. "I don't know anyone who could be so.... inhuman." 
He sipped his drink again. "With all you have had to do to be able to eat, 
can you enjoy food?" He brought a memory of a meal to his mind to share with 
her. He smiled at her, "Can you feel the memory?"

"A little," she said slowly. "I don't think I enjoy it in the same way most 
people do. I'm learning, but it's slow." She was so serious. She had always 
been serious, but even more so with her experiences after the end of the war.

He nodded. Cam was seated on the floor in front and to the side of her chair. 
He ran a hand down her nearer leg as he spoke. "You don't have to enjoy it 
the same. You just have to learn to enjoy it." He smiled up at her and sipped 
some more of his drink and took another strawberry. 

He finished off his glass then and took one more strawberry from the bowl. 
"Do you like the berries?"

Kaera nodded. "They're good. And... it's nice to just sit like this. To not 
rush, and get to know each other a little more." She smiled, her dove-grey 
complexion darkening a bit as she blushed.

"It is nice to just sit and talk," he agreed. He left his hand on her leg, 
enjoying the touch. He could tell she was, too. He smiled at her blush. "You 
look so lovely when you do that." 

She blushed even more and drank the last of her champagne. "I would like very 
much to kiss you again," she said very quietly, her smile shy. "It was 
extremely pleasant."

"Thank you, but I thought you were enjoying the strawberries." He teased. His 
smile was so broad that even a Ferengi would have been able to tell he was 
teasing her.

"I have enjoyed them," Kaera agreed, realizing he was teasing but at the same 
time replying seriously. 

He picked up another berry as he chuckled. "But perhaps we can enhance our 
pleasure even more." He mused as he pinched the stem out of the berry. Rising 
to 
his knees before her he placed the berry half into his mouth and leaned in to 
share the berry with her.

She was startled when he moved to offer her part of the berry that was in his 
mouth. It seemed an odd way to kiss, but she leaned toward him to try it.

He saw her hesitate but then go forward. He leaned in further and he shared 
the berry with her and a very sweet kiss with it. When the kiss was broken he 
smiled as he chewed the rest of his half of the berry.

Kissing Cam gave Kaera flutters in the pit of her stomach. Was that desire? 
It felt like it might be. She watched him wonderingly as she finished chewing 
her part of the berry.

"See... the best of both worlds." He was still grinning at her playfully. He 
could sense her wonder. "Ask me what you wish to know, Kaera." He was still 
kneeling before her as she was semi-lounging in the chair. He dropped his hand 
to her leg again, caressing her smooth lower leg.

She just shook her head and smiled at him. And let him feel exactly what she 
was feeling... the flutters, the want, the tingles through her skin where he 
touched her. And the feeling that she wanted to be closer to him, to lie beside 
him, skin against skin, exploring...

He could feel what she wanted to do and smiled at her. He leaned in and 
kissed her again and without breaking the kiss helped her to stand. He ran his 
hands down her arms so they rested on her hips. When the kiss was finally 
broken, 
he smiled down at her. "You taste like strawberries." 

"So do you," she breathed. Her whole body tingled, and there was a buzzing 
sensation in the pit of her stomach that seemed connected to parts lower down. 
It was all new, but very pleasant. And now he was allowing her to sense his 
arousal as well. It wasn't at all like her previous experiences. Those, she was 
beginning to realize, had not been intimacy at all. There was another word for 
them entirely, one that was unpleasant to contemplate. Kaera very deliberately 
pushed that thought away and focused on the intoxicating sensations of the 
moment.

Cam too was enjoying the feelings she was creating in him. He was enjoying 
not only his own arousal but hers as well. He could tell that she was comparing 
things in her mind. He leaned down to her again and kissed her while he almost 
effortlessly lifted her up so he wasn't bent over but standing almost strait 
up. 

"Are we communicating now?" she murmured against his lips in her own attempt 
at levity. And then concentrated entirely on kissing him and the amazing 
things that were happening to her body.

He chuckled into her mouth causing deep vibrations. Between kisses he 
answered. "I think quite well... don't you?" He began to kiss down her neck 
still 
holing her tightly with her feet off the floor.

It was a little disconcerting to be held like this, but Kaera just tried to 
relax into his embrace. It was hard to relax, though, when he was kissing her 
neck ridges. "Do you know what that does to me?" she gasped, and clutched at 
him dizzily.

Setting her down gently he chuckled again. "Yes.... I can feel exactly what 
it is doing to you. Why do you think I am doing it?" He went back to his 
kissing as a hand slipped back around her finding the zipper to her dress and 
slid 
it down.

Through the dizziness, she sought to find a way to give him the same sort of 
feelings he was giving her. Her fingertips slid through his long silky hair 
and down his neck to his strong shoulders and traced the muscles of his chest 
through his shirt. And she realized as her dress slipped from her shoulders and 
his hands stroked the scales of her bare back, that he was aroused through his 
own actions. She still wanted to do something, though.

His head fell back involuntarily as she traced his chest. He could feel the 
heat from her fingers even through his shirt. He was feeling his own tingles 
and stirrings as he slipped her dress from her frame and eased it lower until 
she was able to step out of it.

His shirt, which looked like a pullover at first, turned out to have a hidden 
cling-seam down the front. Kaera laid it open, drawing her fingers down his 
bare chest, curious at the fine fuzz of hair there. She knew Terrans and some 
other races had hair all over their bodies, but had never experienced it 
before. Through the mist of arousal, she wondered what he thought of the ways 
in 
which she was different from his race. She didn't sense any revulsion, only 
desire and arousal as she put her arms around his neck again, pressing her bare 
breasts against the light hair of his chest.

She was unlike any other humanoid he had been with. He found the scaled 
layers of her skin to be surprisingly sensitive. He rather enjoyed he tough 
feel of 
her skin. And he found her body to be quite... stimulating. 

They both knew where this was heading, so between kisses he suggested, 
"Perhaps we should find a more comfortable place to explore some more." And 
looked 
over to the bed.

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