After shift surprise

Adam Striker was exhausted, coming off his third double shift in the past five

days. Ever since the Borg's invasion of the Enterprise E, practically the

entire crew had been working non-stop, trying to get everything back in order

aboard ship. Those who had been busiest were namely, the Bridge crew and

Engineering. Adam's shifts had felt interminable lately and with good reason.

They were. And his mind's drifting hadn't helped much either. For the past few

weeks his thoughts had been turning to the more... pleasurable aspects of ship's

life, but there hadn't been time for things of that nature lately.

Striding down the corridor of Deck 8, he headed towards his quarters, looking

forward to putting on his robe and going to bed. Although the chronometer at

the end of his shift had said that it was only 2200 hours it felt like much

later. He mentally cursed these 16 hour shifts as the doors hissed open,

granting him access to his quarters.

Surprisingly, the sitting room was illuminated with half lights, and Adam

couldn't remember leaving them on when he left earlier that morning, and they

hadn't been set on an automatic brightening schedule due to the problems there

had been with the Computer as a result of the invasion. Too tired to think

about this, he walked over to the replicator and ordered a drink, but set it

down on the table without sipping from it when he realized that something else

was not quite right in his quarters. The door to his bedroom was open.

In fact, it was more than just slightly ajar. Adam usually left that door

closed, due to the fact that he rarely made his bed, and knew that his unkempt

'bachelor pad' was already somewhat of a legend and he took enough good-natured

ribbing about it as it was. Adam walked slowly to the door and peered around

the corner. If there was someone in his quarters and the tell-tale hiss of the

door opening did not already alert him/her to his presence, Adam wanted to keep

the advantage by keeping them off guard. It was Striker, however, who was caught

off guard when he more fully opened the door and stepped into the room. Sighing

with relief as a smile broke out over his bearded features, Adam approached the

bed quietly, this time for another reason. He paused at the foot of his bed,

savoring the sight before his eyes.

Apparently he wasn't the only one with the idea of relaxing in his quarters

after a long days work, because laying on top of the rumpled covers which he

had so hastily tossed over the bed, was the most amazing woman in the universe,

although to look at her now, someone besides himself probably wouldn't realize

it.

Wild black curls were flowing in all different directions over the covers and

pillowcase, half hiding her exquisite features and lovely face, which was

propped slightly on her arm. And she was wearing... of all garments, the blue

velvet robe he had been coveting during his shift. It all but swallowed up her

slender form, save a pair of tiny feet peeking out from the hem, and one

shoulder was revealed, where the mammoth robe had slipped off her body.

Adam just gazed at her, still surprised that she was here, (She had told him

that she had appointments scheduled past midnight and it was obvious that she

had been sleeping soundly for quite some time) and thrilled that she had chosen

his quarters to come to, rather than hers right next door.

Sensing his presence, even in sleep, Eve McEllen stirred and her eyelids

fluttered. Slowly awakening she opened her eyes fully and sat up, looking

directly into the brightest pair of blue eyes she had ever seen.

'I should have known better than to try and sneak up on an empath huh?" He

asked, speaking for the first time since entering his quarters and sitting down

on the edge of the bed.

"Yes, you should. Especially this empath, Commander." She scooted closer to

him and hooked her arms around his neck, completely oblivious to the fact that

robe had slipped further down on her arm, now revealing the swell of one creamy

breast. Adam noticed, of course, but did not draw attention to it. 

"I thought you were working late." He said, tangling his fingers into her

silken hair, and noting with pleasure that it was still damp. She had probably

curled up on his bed right after her bath, and if he hadn't been working that

damn double shift he would have been more than happy to wash her back, as well

as the rest of her incredible body.

"Well one of my appointments was canceled, another rescheduled and the third

finished earlier then I had expected, so I came here. I hope you don't mind."

"Are you kidding? Eve, you can come here whenever you want, you know that."

"I know, but still..." She trailed off as she felt the warmth of his hand

against the skin of her shoulder, slowly sliding up and down, and easing the

robe further down her arm. Eve shivered, and moved out of his reach. 

"Adam, what do you think your doing?" She asked, drawing the robe back over

her shoulder.

"Well I was planning on wearing that when I came off my shift, you know." He

said neutrally, standing up once again at the foot of the bed. Eve quickly

followed, standing with one leg slightly forward, as the folds of the robe

allowed her long leg and shapely thigh to be visible from within the material.

"Really? And you were planning on putting it on over your uniform?" She

inquired, her tone just as even as his had been, except for the slightly raised

eyebrow. Adam tried hard to keep his expression calm, although he knew exactly

where her thoughts were leading, and that she knew that he was aware, as well.

He stroked his beard slowly, as if considering the possibility.

"Tell me, Counselor, what did you have in mind?" He lowered his voice

conspiratorially as if she was going to share a top security federation secret

with him, and he'd just gained enough clearance to receive it.

"Hmmm, since I'm sure that you weren't planning on that, we'll compromise."

"Compromise?" He echoed, trying to figure out what she was talking about.

"Yes. You take off your uniform and I'll give you back the robe." Her

inflection did not change, it was as if she was discussing something as mundane

as personnel reviews with him.

"You're serious?" He asked, studying her intently, his hand still on his chin.

"Of course." She replied. "Why wouldn't I be? Besides, you still want to wear

the robe don't you?" 

"I had been planning on it, yes."

"All right then. Go ahead."

"Right here?" He asked, momentarily losing his composure. A slow nod was his

reply.

"Right now?" He asked. Another nod, accompanied by a beautiful, playful,

smile.

"What's the matter, Commander. You don't think you are... up... for the

challenge?" She paused and her gaze drifted slowly downward, as her tongue

darted out and licked the corner of her lips. She had caught Adam slightly off

balance and that pleased her, it was so rare that she was able to do so. 

"Oh, I didn't say that." He said, understanding exactly what she was getting

at. He was enthralled, it had been quite a while since he had seen her so

aggressive and it was extremely stimulating. As if to prove his point, he bent

over and removed his boots and socks. Eve just lounged against the night

table, not saying a word, and waiting for him to continue. Eve straightened

again, and looked into her sparking onyx eyes. 

<<I'm waiting, Imzadi.>> Seductively, her voice wrapped itself around his

mind, and enveloped him in a wave of desire.

"Far be it from me to keep a lady waiting. Especially one as ravishing as

you." Eve acknowledged the compliment by inclining her head, and once again

the robe slipped down on her shoulder. Adam's eyes widened slightly as he

raised his tunic over his head, swiftly followed by the gray turtleneck beneath

it.

Still somewhat tired from her nap, a small yawn escaped from Eve's mouth,

and Adam paused after tossing the turtleneck to the floor.

"So you find me that interesting. Perhaps you'd like to help. Maybe it will

keep you from falling back to sleep."

"On the contrary, Imzadi, I find you... utterly captivating. You don't need my

help, though. You are doing just fine on your own."

"I'm glad that I have your vote of confidence." He said, unfastening his

uniform trousers and sliding them down to the floor. He stood there in his

briefs, rather obviously aroused and Eve smiled upon seeing the apparent

evidence of his desire.

"Oh, you do, Adam, you do." She stepped forward then, stood on her toes and

once again wrapped her arms around his neck. She purposely brushed against his

bare chest and legs with the velvet of the robe, teasing his skin with the soft

fabric. Adam lifted his arms from his sides and placed them on her hips as he

lowered his mouth to hers. Instantly a fire was ignited between them, and

sparks flew between their lips, flowing from one to the other, and back again,

the heat increasing with every passing moment. 

"That's always good to... hear." Adam sucked in a breath when she softly dragged

one of the ends of the velvet belt around his navel. He brushed his beard over

her cheek and down the slope of her neck, nestling his face into the curve of

where her neck met her shoulder. His tongue traced a searing path down the line

of her collarbone, gently edging the robe further off her body. His face was

buried in her hair, she smelled amazing, a scent that he could recognize but

couldn't name, sweet and slightly floral. It teased his senses beyond the point

of madness.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me, Imzadi?" He whispered seductively

into her ear, sending tingles of pleasure into her ear, and sending tingles of

pleasure swimming down her spine.

"Mmmhmm." She breathed, slipping her hand inside his briefs and cradling his

arousal in her hand. Adam groaned, and slid his hands beneath the lapels of the

robe, surprised whenEve pulled back. 

"Oh no, you don't." He reached for her again, and was confused and frustrated

when she ducked away from his touch. She just stood there looking at him, then

swiftly returned to his arms and dragged his briefs to the floor, rasping her

nails down the hair on his legs and driving him completely out of his mind. Her

arms locked around his neck and Eve could feel him, hard and throbbing,

through the fabric of the robe. She smiled impishly and leaned closer to

whisper in his ear.

"Adam, did you want your robe back now?" Adam didn't respond, he was too

caught up in the sensation of Eve's teeth tenderly biting his earlobe.

"Adam?" He walked her backwards until she was trapped between his hard, naked

body on one side and the bed behind her so that she could not move. 

"Yes, Eve?" Adam lowered his head into her chest, placing hot moist kisses on

every inch of exposed skin he could find, while his inept fingers madly

attacked the knotted tie of the belt.

"Did... you... um .. want your... ohh.. robe back now?" She arched her neck and

moaned as Adam finally succeeded and parted the sides of the robe. The first

touch of his hands on her skin was electrifying. He placed them on her

shoulders, under the garment and with one small push, sent it away from her and

onto the bed. 

"Maybe later." Adam took a small step backwards and gazed at her in the

semi-darkness of the bedroom. He never tired of looking at her or got his fill

of touching her, and he knew that he never would. Each time his caressing eyes

slipped over her body, Eve shivered, as though he was already touching her.

Finally, they could stand being apart no longer, and simultaneously reached for

each other, holding each other so tightly it was impossible to tell where one

ended and the other began. 

Eve's arms were around his waist, and she could feel him, painfully

aroused, against her belly. Her hands were splayed across his back, clutching

at his buttocks with her nails, as he stepped forward again, toppling her onto

the bed. She found herself on her back, on top of the robe Adam had tossed onto

the bed, and the friction it caused against her skin was unbearable. 

"Adam please... come here." At her feverish request, he joined her on the bed,

plying her face and neck with kisses, as his hands roamed around her body with

wild abandon.  <Imzadi...> she sent as he began raining heated kisses over her

chest, holding a breast in each of his hands.  He pressed his face into his

hands, driven deeper into his desire by the scented valley between her breasts.

"Oh god,  Eve,  that fragrance is intoxicating..." He inhaled deeply, then

blew a cooling breath over her already tight nipples, watching them further

harden under his gaze.  She sighed and ran her nails up his chest, tangling her

fingers in the hair. 

"Do you like it? It's honeysuckle." She whispered, her hands descending down

his torso.

"Honeysuckle." He echoed. "That seems rather appropriate."

"And why is that?" She purred, as he lifted her breasts again, shaping them in

his large hands.

"Because, you taste sweeter than honey..." He kissed the underside curve of her

right breast, licking his way up to the tip,  "And..."  he poised his mouth just

above her nipple, feeling her shudder under the brush of his beard against the

sensitive peak, "There are parts of you I love to suckle." With that erotic

statement, Adam flicked his tongue against it, and took her breast into his

mouth, suckling with a fiery intensity which left her breathless. He looked up

when she twined her fingers into his hair.  She gazed deep into his eyes, which

were so dark with passion that they were almost as black as hers were, and

curved her lips into a gentle smile. 

"Oh gods, Adam..." His face broke out into a grin as he moved upward to capture

her mouth again. Their breath mingled and their tongues tangled with each

other, and still the kiss continued. Eve leaned farther back against the

pillows and drew Adam closer to her, wrapping arm tightly around his waist and

crushing him to her body. Her legs entwined with his as she rocked her hips

against his, and rolling herself over on top of his body. The heated contact

between them grew and quickly intensified, as she passionately kissed her way

around his broad chest and shoulders.

"Oh... Eve..." He clenched his fist in her hair, pulling her back up to kiss him

again, and again, as his hands worshipped her body. Her breasts dragged against

the hair on his chest and Eve sighed, pressing herself closer as Adam curved

his hand around her hip and began stroking his way downwards.

"Imzadi..." She trailed off, and Adam ceased in his motions, his hand just

inches away from the glistening black curls between her thighs.

"Yes Eve?" His hand slipped lower and intimately cupped her sex in his hand,

cradling her in his palm. His bearded jaw was set with determination and his

eyes dilated with desire as he smiled up at her wickedly. "Do you want me to

stop?"

"N..No, Adam, please!" She shook her head from side to side, her tongue

darting out to wet her lips as she rocked back and forth. Adam slipped his

fingers into her hot, moist folds and continued stroking her, watching the

first tremors overcome her shaking body. 

<Please, what?> He asked mentally, watching her shudder as he caressed her

mind with erotic promises.

"Don't stop, Adam!" She gasped as he slipped his finger up and into her, the

rest of his hand applying slight pressure to the center of her body. Her gasp

of pleasure was caught by his mouth as the thrust of his tongue mirrored the

motions of his finger. Even as he continued the brutally tender kiss, Adam

rolled her over into the mattress, his finger still inside her. 

Adam looked deep into her passion-filled eyes as he removed his finger, and

tore his mouth away from hers. 

"Like that, did you, Imzadi?" He breathed, trying to control his rapid pulse

as he felt her heartbeat race against his. Her mumbled response was incoherent.

Adam lowered himself down her body, kissing and licking a path down her chest

and stomach, stopping just after he reached her navel.

"What was that, Eve? I don't think I heard you." He flicked his tongue into

her navel, trying to ignore the fact that if he didn't have her soon, he would

explode. He tried to slow down further, wanting to savor each and every moment,

they had already wasted too much time over the years. 

"Ad...ADAM!" She cried, tangling her hands into his hair and drawing him closer

to her. He kept kissing his way down, running his hands then his tongue over

her thighs, goosebumps breaking out on his flesh as he felt her nails rasp

against his scalp. He ran his hand over her burning flesh again then placed his

mouth against her and kissed the center of her core. Eve closed her eyes,

rocking back and forth under his mouth. 

"Oh gods, I can't take this anymore. Adam, please." Adam raised his head and

began kissing a path back up her body, positioning himself at her entrance. He

just barely brushed against her with his hardness, perspiration covering his

body with a fine sheen as he covered her completely once again... needing to be

completely inside her, a part of her, for now and for eternity. Eve caught

his arms, and stretched them full length against hers, bracing her arms back

against the mattress as he entered her slowly, and her nails dug into the

pillowcase. Her eyes opened and she felt his burn their way deeper into her

soul as he thrust deeper into her body. Her legs tangled around his waist,

drawing his length completely inside her then attempting to remain completely

still until she could resist no longer. 

"Imzadi, I love you." He proclaimed, as he drew her into his embrace,

gathering her into his arms as release washed over them in a fierce frenzy.

Adam held her face in his hands, and kissed her again as she moaned his name

into his mouth. 

Finally, after a minute, hour or eternity, they were still once again. Adam

slowly rolled off Eve's body, so as not to crush her, and Eve rested

herself on top him once again, laying her head on his chest as he traced a

sensuous line up and down her spine. She looked up when he spoke.

"Well, this evening has gone as planned for me, how about you?"

"As planned? What do you mean?" She ran her hand down his leg, and he caught

it and raised her fingers to his lips.

"Well, after my shift was over I wanted to do two things, get my robe and go

to bed. I'm in the bed, and my robe is right here." He gestured to the bunched

up fabric, laying under him. "What more could a man ask for."

"I could think of one or two things." Eve replied, her eyes twinkling as

she readjusted herself on his body so that she was straddling him

"And they would be?" He asked, completely content as he lay back and closed

his eyes.

"Maybe I'd better show you." She leaned over and kissed his lips, and his

Imzadi spent the rest of the evening doing just that.