Title: Kissing Butterflies
Author: Pinkink ( Zeebop3000@aol.com )
Series: ENT
Rating: NC-17
Codes: Hoshi/T'Pol
Summary: Still early in Hoshi and T'Pol's relationship, there are new delights waiting to be discovered and explored. This one is for Farfalla.
Archiving: these stories should be archived on the FFF web page and ASCEM archive
Disclaimer: Paramount owns STAR TREK and all of its characters. This is for love.
Warning: Explicit sex between women (duh!).
Feedback: Always helpful and always welcomed.
Note: Part of the Femme Fuh-Q Fest - http://www.svpress.us/femmefuhqfest/
By Pinkink
"I love making love to you"
"And I love you."
Hoshi looked down into the eyes of her new lover and smiled. She pressed her lips against the mouth of this fascinating woman. T'Pol, a Vulcan. Borne of a race that chose to submerge their feelings beneath a seemingly impenetrable veneer of logic.
Hoshi kissed her cheek, her nose; her eyelids. Each kiss brought forth a stirring of emotions. T'Pol was a touch empath, and every touch communicated her feelings. Hoshi could feel that their connection, as women, as lovers was growing stronger. Yes, Hoshi had indeed fallen in love. For reasons unclear to even herself she could not yet articulate it but, yes, she was falling in love.
Hoshi ran her tongue along the strong edge of her lover's jaw, gently suckled her chin and ran her tongue down her graceful neck, to the soft, warm well that formed at its base. She felt the wonderful sparks that danced at the tip of her tongue whenever she tasted her lover's skin. Oh beautiful Vulcan, she thought to herself, my T'Pol, I do love you.
T'Pol's mouth was open with rapture. Hoshi could tell that she enjoyed the way their feelings flowed freely, moving from one to the other like the sensual exchange of surf and sand. Their feelings fed each other, mingled together, growing exponentially. Hoshi felt the warm caress of desire as she took a hard, smooth nipple into her mouth and pressed it between her teeth, so smooth, so hot. But, she mustn't forget her goal tonight.
She reluctantly released her treasured delicacy and again looked into the eyes of her Vulcan lover.
"Do you remember why I wanted to see you tonight?"
T'Pol surrendered a coy smile and answered.
"You said that you wanted to share something with me; something new."
Hoshi pressed her pelvis against T'Pol's as she spoke. "Yes I did."
"And what exactly is this…"something new?"
Hoshi ran the tip of her finger along T'Pol's full lips as she spoke.
"I call it…"Kissing Butterflies".
"Butterfly"; an increasingly rare from of insect native to Earth. Do you wish to study Entomology?"
"No, my beautiful and logical Vulcan, this has nothing to do with insects."
She began to gather several pillows and stack them behind her. T'Pol seemed perplexed.
"Are you going to take a, how do you Humans say, a "nap" before we continue?"
"No, my sweet. Do you remember the first time we made love?"
T'Pol blushed, a lovely shade of green. "Yes. Yes, I do."
"So do I, and this time I'm going to be prepared."
"I don't understand."
"Just relax and sit up."
T'Pol sat up, crossed legged.
Hoshi reached out and parted her lover's legs.
"Not like that my love."
"Here, like this."
She gently parted T'Pol's legs and eased her ankles up against her thighs.
"Just a little wider, my love."
T'Pol held her ankles firmly and pushed her pelvis forward.
"Mmmm. Perfect. Nice flexibility."
T'Pol gave her lover a mischievous smile. "Vulcan schools of yoga stress flexibility." Hoshi assumed the position and arched an eyebrow. "Starfleet training."
She reached down with her right hand and gently stroked the lips of T'Pol's warm sex.
"The sex of a woman, as well as a female Vulcan, greatly resembles a butterfly. As her excitement and desire increases the inner folds, or "wings", of her sex begin to unfurl, opening in invitation to her lover." T'Pol closed her eyes and sighed in delight of her lover's knowing touch. "She exposes her most intimate self."
Hoshi slipped a finger into T'Pol's moistened sex and gently coaxed her clitoris to awaken. She felt T'Pol's excitement building and shuddered in response. "Touch me."
T'Pol did as Hoshi instructed. She could feel the anticipation in Hoshi pulsing sex, could feel Hoshi's heart beating faster.
Feeling the excitement begin to overtake her, Hoshi moved T'Pol's fingers away. "That's fa…fine…mmm..that's enough." She composed herself slightly and continued.
"Now, move closer" T'Pol snuggled up to Hoshi.
Their glistening pussies were so close now that they could feel each other's heat.
Being accustomed to the position, Hoshi reached around, grabbed T'Pol's ass and pulled her forward, slowly grinding her sex against T'Pol's. She could feel the plump lips of T'Pol's pussy moving softly against her own.
"Do you feel that?"
T'Pol replied dreamily. "Oh yes." Of course, Hoshi could also feel it.
"Do you like "Kissing Butterflies"?"
"Mmmm, very much. Yes."
Hoshi began to grind harder. T'Pol reciprocated, swiveling her hips and leaning her head back, lost in the sensation. "Oh Hoshi! Your pussy feels so hot, so wet…so…wonderful."
Hoshi was trying to sustain the pleasure, trying to resist the intense flourishes or excitement that pulsed from T'Pol's sex into her own.
"Ha…ha…harder T'Pol. Ssss…sss…slowly."
In a transcendent dance of desire, they slowly…deliberately…sensuously ground other's sex together. With eyes closed, they could "see" their most intimate parts kiss, slipping against each other, caressing each other, like two hot and wet mouths.
T'Pol's excitement increased and flowed through Hoshi's sensitized sex. Hoshi could feel T'Pol's clit reaching out for her own. She began to breathe hard now, thrusting against her partner, seeking release. Their combined moans of pleasure rose in a chorus of pure, uninhibited lust.
Sensing the inevitable, Hoshi grabbed T'Pol's head and kissed her hard. There was no going back now. The power of T'Pol's desire overwhelmed Hoshi and she cried out.
"Oh…God…T'Pol! Your…your…my…my…ooohhh!"
Hoshi wrapped both of her arms around T'Pol and gave a final cry of release and surrender. Her intense emotions flowed into T'Pol's engorged sex, causing her to cry out in response.
"Oh Hoshi! I love you! I need you."
That was it. Hoshi gave one last cry of desire as the power of T'Pol's feelings moved through her. She collapsed against the pillows that she had prepared in anticipation of the inevitable.
T'Pol was also overwhelmed by the intensity of her desire and fell forward, sweating, breathing hard and resting against the prone body of her Human lover.
Regaining her composure, T'Pol took in the sight of her exhausted lover and smiled.
"Kissing Butterflies"
She snuggled against her lover and fell into a very satisfied sleep.
End.