A Rip In Time
The final chapters
Note: Chapter Twenty-one is NC-17
Chapter Nineteen
Captain Jean-Luc Picard was recovering nicely. Beverly was very happy to see how well he was doing. It had been two weeks since the rift accident and everyone was making progress in many ways. Now, Beverly decided it was time for Jean-Luc to stretch his legs and get some circulation back into his body.
"Jean-Luc, how would you like to go for a walk today? She asked cheerfully. I could give you my report while we walk."
Jean-Luc nodded. "I'd really like that. This cot is going to give me bedsores if I stay in it much longer."
"Well, then let's go."
He threw back the cover, then realized that was a bit much to do at such an anxious pace. "Aw." He let out a breath as he laid back down on the cot.
"Slowly Jean-Luc. You're not fully recovered enough to run a tri-atholon."
"Yes, quite right."
"Your aorta took quite a beating, you don't want to over do it your first day out of bed."
He slowly sat back up and begun to stand. "So, when do you think I could run at least a marathon."
Beverly chuckled and studied him by holding his arm. "Not that either for a while I'm afraid."
"That bad, huh?"
Beverly started to feel a sad again. "Yes, Jean-Luc. We almost lost you, but thanks to Dr. Selar, you're alive and soon will be kicking again."
"Well, I'll have to remember to thank her." Jean-Luc said happily trying to lighten Beverly's mood.
She turned and faced him. Tears weld up in her eyes. "Jean-Luc, I don't know what I would have done without you."
He was shocked to hear her say that. "Beverly, I didn't know you still..."
"Jean-Luc, I do still love you very deeply. I can't believe you didn't know!"
"Beverly, I." He paused. "I don't know what to say, except I still have the same feelings for you, it's just I thought we were."
"You maybe, but not me. I can't just shut my feelings for you on and off when I feel like it."
"I know and I'm sorry." Jean-Luc said. "I really do still love you. It's just I thought we weren't going to go down that road."
"Well, maybe it's time we re-evaluate that decision."
"Yes."
She sighed, took his arm again and they began to walk around slowly to view the surrounding area. "But for now, I need to give you my report."
"Yes."
"As you can see they are still doing clean up from the incident, but some are begining to rebuild."
"Unbelievable! The rift we past through did all of this!"
"Yes. We lost over a hundred people on the Enterprise and over 250,000 died on the planet itself. Five hundred in this area alone."
Picard stopped in his tracks as she ran the death toll off to him. His gaze drifted off into nothingness. "That one decision did all of that? If I hadn't agreed to misaligning the warp drive slightly just so we could recreate the rift, this would not have happened. More people would still be alive."
"Or a whole planet dead from that planet killer." She said as she faced him again. "Jean-Luc, you did what you had to do to get us back home."
"A quarter of a million people died though."
"Yes, but that's not including those we lost when we were sucked up into the rift the first time."
"No, but even more died because of the decision I made. It's unacceptable!" He said with anger at himself.
"Jean-Luc, don't go blaming yourself."
"Millions lost their homes and businesses all because of that one little decision."
"You did what you had to do." She said more firmly.
"Still, we could have tried other options." He said as he sat down on a near by rock due to the exhaustion he suddenly felt from his angry outburst.
"What other options were there?" Beverly asked as she joined him.
"I don't know, but we could have found them with a little time."
"Time we did not have, in order to save a whole planet."
"The nanites alone might have saved the planet and many more people would still be alive today."
"And maybe not."
"There had to be another option and we should have found it and tried it. It would have been better than this hell hole!" He exclaimed as he gestured to the area all around them.
"Jean-Luc, stop blaming yourself!" Beverly scolded. "You can't blame yourself for this. As I said, twice now, you did what you had to do."
"Yes, and an unacceptable number of people died because of it!"
"True, but millions more lived."
"Beverly, I am having a hard time accepting the numbers lost. Look around you!"
"I have, Jean-Luc. Every day for two weeks now and it saddens me, yes. There's been death and grieving all around me for days. Burials at least once a day every day for two whole weeks. I know what has happened. I'm not blind to it."
"People are still suffering, because they've lost their homes and businesses."
"Yes, but for a few days now, we have not lost anymore people to death."
"They are living in make shift homes."
"But they are begining to rebuild now."
Jean-Luc paused long enough to hear the noises of homes and business being rebuilt where they once stood. Noises of the begining of recovery and rebirth. Everything was starting to come alive again once more.
"Doctor Crusher!" Came a voice.
Beverly turned around and said, "Yes, Alyssa. What is it?"
"The Calia woman is about to have her baby."
"Really?" Beverly said with surprise. "It's a week earlier than the due date that was first reported to me."
"Yes, but all vitals appear to be normal on both mother and child."
"Contractions?"
"They're ten minutes apart."
"Dialation?"
"Five centimeters."
"That's good." Beverly said. "That will give me some time to get him back to the mobile unit. I take it the Calia woman is there already?"
"Yes."
"I'm on my way. Keep an eye on her until I get there."
"I will, Doctor." Then Alyssa hurried back to the mobile unit.
Beverly stood and assisted Jean-Luc to a standing position. "Let's get you back. You've had enough for your first time out."
"Yes, I think so too." He agreed a little winded. "Beverly, I'm sorry. Maybe I am being a little hard on myself."
"I think so. We all tried hard to save the whole planet of Betazed and in the process we forgot about that. We saved the planet from being completely distroyed and that was our original goal. We've done that and we must not forget that."
"Quite right." He agreed. As they walked he paused in thought for a moment, then continued. "I guess we could look at this as the dawn of a new age for Betazed. A time of rebirth. A time of self-discovery during a crisis. A time of renewal."
"Yes. I guess we could look at it that way. It's a nicer sentiment than blaming yourself for all of this."
"I would like to think so at least."
They finally arrived back at the mobile unit and Beverly assisted him back into bed. He was worn out from their brief walk and a bit breathless.
"Next time tell that Ferengi freighter to watch where it's going." He said as he laid back onto the cot. He felt winded and his energy was zapped out of him. He felt his strength had left him completely. He felt like an old man. "You think I'll ever be myself again?"
"You, Jean-Luc?" Beverly said with a smile as she leaned over to kiss him on the forehead. "You're ageless."
"Yes, well. Tell that to my heart."
"I wouldn't worried too much about that. It made it just fine without a scratch on it."
"Well, I'm very thankful for that. Don't want a new one anytime soon. Just got my second new one not too long ago."
Beverly did not know how to respond to his remark. She knew about his heart and the new one he had gotten a few years ago, but she never really thought about it until he mentioned it.
"Well, I have a baby to deliver. You get some rest and I'll be back to check on you later." She said with a slight squeeze of his hand.
"I will."
Beverly left to deliver the baby that was about to arrive. The other side of the tent was busy with the sounds of the up coming arrival.
"How are they doing?" Beverly asked Alyssa.
"Contractions are now five minutes apart and she's dialated seven centimeters."
"It won't be long now."
"I want this baby out now!" The woman screamed with the next contraction.
"Sorry, but it's going to be a few more minutes." Beverly replied.
"I don't care! Take it c-section! Anything! I can't take this anymore!"
Beverly examined the mother and decided it was time. "OK. The next contraction I want you to push."
"Ah!" Screamed the woman with the contraction.
"Push!"
"I am pushing!"
"Breath, Malana." Deanna couched softly.
"I am breathing!"
Several minutes past. Doctor Crusher, Deanna, and Alyssa assisted her in giving birth to her first child.
"I see the head!" Beverly announced. "Push Malana!"
"I can't. I'm too tired. She has to do the rest herself."
"Oh, no Malana. You can do it." Deanna encouraged.
"No, I can't."
"Common, Malana. One more push." Beverly also encouraged.
Soon another sound of new life came into the world of Betazed. "It's a girl!" Beverly announced as the baby came out screaming.
Malana fell back tiredly onto the cot. "Whatever happened to those nice birthing chairs all the other mothers have talked about?"
Alyssa sighed. "Well, sorry to say, none are available at the moment."
"Well, you still had yourself a healthy baby girl." Beverly said as she handed Malana her baby.
"Yes." She agreed sadly. "Too bad her father couldn't have been here to see her into the world, also."
"I agree." Said Deanna. "But she still has you, her maternal grandfather and paternal grandparents."
A tear of joy and sadness ran down the young mother's cheek. "Yes, she does. By the way, haven't they heard yet? I thought they'd be here by now."
"We are." Said an older woman. "Watching from the side lines. Can we hold our grandbaby?"
Malana smiled. "Yes." Then she handed the baby to the grandmother.
"She's beautiful." Said the grandmother.
"So, what are you going to name her?" Asked Alyssa.
"Salina Navanita Calia."
"Um, very pretty. Long, but pretty. How do you spell all of that?"
Malana began spelling the name she had given her daughter for Alyssa. Soon a birth certificate was written for the new life that had arrived.
Beverly sighed. Relief was heard in her voice. "I far prefer to write up birth certificates than death certificates. This has been a far better day than the past several days have been."
"Yes, it has been." Alyssa agreed with a smile as she watched the happy family rejoice at the new arrival. "Very nice."
Chapter Twenty
It had been another week and now shuttle crafts were flying through the skies of Betazed, delivering much needed materials to rebuild and necessities of life. Others were flying Enterprise crew members to the new ship.
"Well, Jean-Luc. I don't know how you do it, but you have successfully destroyed another Enterprise." Said Admiral Newkirk. "Keep this up and you'll beat Kirk's record for Enterprises and run out of letters in the alphabet."
Picard chuckled. "True. Very true."
"So, what's the scuttlebutt?"
"Scuttlebutt? Oh, well. Guess I should start at the begining." Picard stated. He told Admiral Newkirk all the details he new, excepting the details he was not conscious to give.
After a few minutes, Newkirk exclaimed, "Unbelievable!"
"Yes, but that's what happened. The rest you'll have to get from my CMO."
"Yes, I will be talking to her soon."
Meanwhile, Malana walked with Charles in his wheelchair. He was planning to do most of the therapy he needed on Betazed so he could stay with Malana. They had been through a lot in the past few weeks and he was not ready to just leave her until he absolutely had to leave.
"Oh, Charles." She said as they arrived to where the Eighth House Mansion would be rebuilt again. "I know they've only started to rebuild, but I can see it now. I gave them the floor plan of the old mansion and can't wait to see it."
"Actually, Malana, we're going to have to rebuild so there's not a stairway."
She looked down at him and felt bad. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I'll let them know. It's going to be hard to readjust."
He reached up and grabbed her hand. "It's ok. It's going to take me sometime to adjust to this too. They say I may never walk again, but the Federation is going to do all they can to either help me walk or adjust to spending the rest of my life in this chair."
She knelt down beside him. "I'll still love you whether you ever walk again or not."
"Can you really, Imzadi?" He asked sadly.
"Oh, Charles. Yes, I can. No matter what. I don't care if you ever walk again. I just want to spend an eternity with you."
He smiled and leaned closer to her to kiss her. She met him part way as they embraced each other.
Will and Deanna had been walking past them on the way to the where the Troi mansion once stood. They smiled as the watched the young couple.
"Remind you of another young couple?" Will asked.
Deanna turned to him, her face still beaming with gladness. "Yes they do, Imzadi."
Then they too kissed each other. Once they released each other from their kiss, they continued on their way.
As they arrived, Lwaxana greeted them with all smiles. "I'm so glad to see you two. It won't be exactly the same, but I'm told it will be similar. I do hope you will come and visit when they have it completed."
"We will, Mother." Deanna smiled.
"Ah! Mr. Homn! I'm so glad you finally could return!" She said as he came walking up to the site. "It's been awful without your help! Just dreadful! Would you believe this Vulcan gave me the Vulcan grip on top of everything else that's happened! It was unbelievable! That dreadful Vulcan!"
Mr. Homn bowed slightly as to say, "It's nice to be back.", but his face showed no emotion as Lwaxana ranted and raved about Doctor Selar.
Deanna and Will stood back and laughed.
"And what do you two think is so funny?"
Deanna and Will shook their heads. "Nothing, Mother. Really." Deanna replied with a grin.
"Oh, really William! You do, do you! I'd like to show you what is really funny!" Lwaxana stated as she read Will's mind. "Making a woman my age fall unconscious to the floor! There has to be a law against that! If there's not, I'll make sure the Federation comes up with one!"
"Mother, she didn't let you fall to the floor." Deanna grinned.
"Still, it was uncalled for! I'm the daughter of the Fifth House and should not be treated in that manner!" Lwaxana pointed her nose up into the air. "Vulcans!"
Deanna and Will grinned. "Actually, Mrs. Troi, we came by to say our goodbyes until we meet again."
"You're leaving me already?" Lwaxana asked with mocked disappointment.
"Yes, we have to go, Mother."
"Well, don't forget to say goodbye to your cousin."
"DeDe!" Barin came running. "Did they bring any chocolate?"
"No, Barin. I'm sorry, but next time you come I'll make sure you get some."
"Actually, I was able to come up with the ice cream I promised them." They turned to see Guinan holding three chocolate sundeas.
"Oh goody!" Briana and Barin exclaimed at the same time and ran to Guinan to get their ice cream.
"So, who's the third one for?" Deanna asked expectantly.
"Why for who else would it be?" Guinan replied with a smile.
Deanna took the sundea from her with a smile. "Thank you, Guinan. This was really nice of you."
"Well, my three biggest chocolate fans have been through a lot these few weeks. I figured you all could use one and besides, why keep my promise of ice cream to just them and not bring you any, too. Seems a little unfair to me."
"Oh, Guinan!" Deanna hugged her with her free hand.
"You're welcome." Then Guinan turned to leave. "I'll see you on the new ship."
Deanna savoured every bite of the chocolate sundea. "Oh, gods! It's been too long since I've had any chocolate! This is unbelievable! Mmmm!"
Will watched her eat the concoction with a big smile. She exclaimed about the sundea with almost every bite. At the same time, Barin and Briana also exclaimed about their sundeas as though they were taking turns talking about it. The conversation was nothing but oo's and ah's over the ice cream.
"Honestly, you three do carry on about chocolate!" Lwaxana stated. "I don't understand why. It's just another dessert!"
"Oh, Mother! It's not just another dessert." Said Barin. "It's chocolate and we've never met a chocolate we didn't like. Have we, sis?"
Deanna smiled at him. "No, we haven't, Barin."
"Well, do put your trash in the recepticle when you're done." Lwaxana ordered. "We have enough trash left around without ice cream containers and utensils."
"Well, Mrs. Troi, we do need to get back to the new Enterprise." Will stated. "We just came by to see how all of you were doing."
"Well, better now and I do hope Briana's mother gets back to Betazed soon. It's been a long and tiring month with all this mess."
"Yes it has." Will agreed. "Yes, it has."
"Will, I'd like to check on Chandra and her family before we go."
"Oh, yes Deanna. I almost forgot." Will replied. "If you'll excuse us?"
"Oh, yes." Lwaxana shooed them away. "You must visit the Xerxes before you leave. They seem to be doing very well, but still you can't leave without saying goodbye to them." Then she hugged Deanna. "Do call me every now and then."
"I will, Mother."
"And you William. You take good care of her and get her back for a proper Betazoid wedding. That Earth wedding you have planned is not good enough for a daughter of the Fifth House!"
"I will."
"You'd better."
"Deanna, don't go yet!" Barin ran up to her and placed his chocolate covered hands around her waist, leaving hand prints. "Send more chocolate when you can."
Will snickered at the site behind her as Briana came up and hugged her goodbye. "Don't scare us like that again."
"I'll try not to." Deanna replied, then she and Will walked to the Xerxes. "What are you laughing about?" She sent to Will.
"Well." He began looking behind her. "Just a couple inches lower and your back side would be a really cute sight." Will said teasingly.
"Oh really?" Deanna turned to look behind her, but could not see a thing.
"Barin's hand prints of chocolate are right above your behind." He grinned.
"OH NO THEY AREN'T!" She exclaimed.
"Yes, they are." Will laughed. "Well, after we're done visiting the Xerxes, I'm sure I can find away to help you get those off." His eyebrows moved up and down as he spoke.
"I'm sure you will, Imzadi." Deanna replied with a smile.
Beverly escorted Jean-Luc to the Enterprise F. Once on board, Jean-Luc said, "You think we can find our way around this ship?"
"I certainly hope so."
He turned to face her. "Beverly, why don't we christian this new ship with dinner tonight in my quarters? That is, if we can find my quarters."
"Why Jean-Luc! I thought you'd never ask!" She said with a smile.
"You think my heart is up to celebrating our arrival back home?"
She continued to smile as she lovingly put an arm around him. "Well, the doctor has given you a clean bill of health. I'd say it's safe to celebrate."
Jean-Luc smiled and they headed out of the transporter room. They explored the new ship until it was time to depart. Both were excited about dinner that night and could not wait to have their first meal aboard the new ship.
Deanna and Will finally beamed aboard and went in search of Deanna's new quarters. Deanna could not wait to get her chocolate coated uniform off and into something else. She felt so embarassed.
Once they found her new quarters, they entered and Deanna went to replicate another uniform. "Here, let me help you with that." Will offered.
She turned and put her arms around him playfully. "Will Riker! Are you trying to start something?"
He grinned. "I don't know. You'll have to find out."
Then Will asked the computer to dim the lights and they kissed passionately. Enjoying their time alone, which they had not had in a long time.
Chapter Twenty-one, NC-17
"Well, Beverly, looks like this is your quarters."
"Yes, would you like to come in for a nightcap?"
"Oh, I really probably should be going."
"Well, it was a lovely meal, Jean-Luc." She said disappointed.
There was a moment of silence between them. Beverly longed for him. She really wanted him to stay. He was better than he was and was recovering very well, but she still worried about him.
He could tell she was disappointed by his response. "Well, maybe I will stay and have that nightcap after all."
He was concerned that their banterring earlier may have given her ideas that he really was coming on to her. What he did not realize was she was desparately wanting him.
Beverly opened the door to her quarters. They both entered and when the door closed behind them, she cornered him against the wall and wrapped her arms around him and said, "Do you know how much you scared and worried me these last few weeks?"
He cleared his throat. He was not sure how to respond to her advances. "No, but I have the feeling you're going to tell me."
"This much." Then she planted a passionate yearning kiss on his lips. When she released his lips from her embrace she continued. "Jean-Luc, I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you."
"You were serious down there on Betazed."
"Yes, I was. I love you so much Jean-Luc. I felt like I was going to die if you had died."
He pushed her arms away from his neck. "Beverly, maybe you're letting your feelings get in the way."
"No, Jean-Luc. I really do what to take our relationship further. If not now, when? Tomorrow something just as tragic could happen and one of us could die. Please Jean-Luc, let's not let this chance pass by without taking the opportunity to explore what could be between us."
Tears were rolling out of her eyes. Jean-Luc was not sure if this was really Beverly's true feelings or a Florence Nightengale syndrome. Then he remembered Dr. Selar took over in treating his injuries.
"Are you sure about this, Beverly?"
She threw her arms around him once more and smiled. "More than sure."
Then she nearly smoothered him with her passionate kisses. Her body was pressed against his and she could feel his excitement. Then she began giving him gentle love bites on his neck.
Jean-Luc tried hard to control himself, but her advances were more than he could take. Especially when she began undressing him.
She anxiously removed his shirt and started teasing his nipples with her tongue. First one and then the other. As she did, she caressed his manhood with one of her hands.
It was more than Jean-Luc could bare and she knew it. She knew he would make mad passionate love to her if she continue to advance on him.
It was not long until he could not bare it any longer. He to had to have her. He loved her so much, but he did not want to take advantage of her. "But a man can only take so much." He thought to himself just as he guided her to the bedroom.
He laid her gently on the bed and began returning her fervourant love for him. He heatedly unbutton the blouse she was wearing and suckled one of her breasts. The other he caressed with one of his hands and her passion became even more aflamed. With his other hand he caressed her womanhood.
She moaned softly from his enthusiastic touch and gave herself to him. He moved down her body and removed her the rest of her clothes. Her sensuous body excited him even more as he lowered his mouth to her hot moist womanhood. He explored her with his tongue and tantalized her most intimate place.
Again she let out a soft moan and raised her hips to him. Then he turn himself, so he was in a better position for her to return his affections.
She reached up with excitement and unzipped his pants. She hurriedly removed the rest of his clothing. Then with her tongue she teased him eagerly and finally enveloped him with her mouth.
The flames between them grew stronger as they taunted each other orally, until they could take it no longer. Jean-Luc turned and ravished her mouth as he caressed her lips with his. She wanted to join with him so badly and soon they did become one. Their fire for each other burned as one, finally.
The flames of desirer burned out of control as their bodies girated and pulsated together. Then when the heat of passion was at it's strongest they both screamed out in ecstasy.
Soon the embers of desire started to simmer and smolder. Their bodies were wet with perspiration from the heat of passion as they laid in each others arms and enjoyed the afterglow of their ardourous act.
Finally, Jean-Luc spoke teasingly to her. "Beverly, I had no idea you had heat within. I thought just your hair was aflamed."
"Jean-Luc!" She exclaimed as she started to sit up and turned to him.
He pulled her back down besided her and wrapped his arm back around her. "I was just teasing." Then he kissed her again.
"I just wish I had a come back." She stated after the kiss was over.
"What? The great Beverly Crusher has no snappy come back." He asked with mocked shock.
She smiled and snuggled closer to him as she laid her head on his chest. "Guess the heat of the moment took it out of me."
"So, where do we go from here?" He asked with a serious tone in his voice.
"To sleep in each others arms."
"No, that's not what I meant."
"I know, but for now, I rather just fall asleep in your arms." She said tiredly.
He tried to look down at her. Her eyes were closed and she seemed very content to lay in his arms, so he decided it would probably be best to discuss it in the morning and went to sleep himself.
Meanwhile, Deanna and Will were having a party of their own. "Computer." Deanna began. "I would like one chocolate chocolate chip ice cream sundae with fudge topping, chocolate whip cream and chocolate sprinkles."
Will's eyes widen. "Oh no! You're not dumping it on me again!"
"Don't worry, Dear. I have some chocolate warming lotion."
"Deanna, several days ago I was scared I had lost you, but now you're scaring me with the ice cold sundae." He said as he danced behind a chair.
She dipped a finger into the whip cream and seductively licked it off her finger. "Well, I could start with the whip cream and let the rest melt so that it's warmer."
He cautiously approached her. "Deanna that's the second one you have had today."
"Yes, but the first one I didn't have as much fun with!" She grinned a mischievious smile.
He took the bowl of ice cream from her. "I have a better idea, why don't we just go with the chocolate warming lotion."
She grabbed the bowl back from him quickly. "And let good chocolate go to waste! I don't think so!"
"OK. Computer, one strawberry ice cream with strawberry topping."
"Oo! Getting into the spirit of things now, are we?" She said with a smile.
"Yes, except I do you first." He said as he took a bite of his ice cream.
"OK, but you'll have to peel me like a grape first." She said playfully.
She put the bowl down on the coffee table before she ran from him. He set his bowl aside also and chased after her. He soon caught her. "Oh, that was too easy." He said with a chuckle.
She turned in his embrace. "Well, a woman can't play hard to get all the time."
He kissed her lovingly. A hint of his sundae was still on his lips as she savoured his sweet caress. As he moved down to her neck he slowly removed her dress and it fell to the floor.
Then he guided her down onto the couch and reached for his ice cream. He dipped a finger into it and allowed Deanna to lick it off his finger. Then he kissed her again and removed her bra.
He repeated the action of dipping his finger into the ice cream, but this time he massaged it onto one of her breasts. Deanna moaned with anticipation of the warmth of his mouth and as expected he lowered himself to her. As he licked and sucked the ice cream off of her she raised her chest up to him and groaned with pleasure from his touch.
Then he did her other breast the same way. She took great delight in his touch as he moved down to her stomach with kisses and removed her underwear.
He reached over to her bowl of ice cream and got some of the whip cream she had. Then he massaged it onto her womanhood. With his mouth he proceeded to enjoy the sweet delight that intrigued him. Again she moaned with pleasure and raised her hips up to him.
Then suddenly he poured the rest of his ice cream onto her. She sat up suddenly and screamed, "Will Riker!"
"Oh, don't worry, Dear. I'll warm it up." He said with a smile as he mocked her from when she had done the same to him. Then he proceed to do just that and she once again purred with pleasure from his warm mouth.
When he had finished he moved back up her body licking every trace of ice cream from it. When he reached her mouth again he spoke lovingly to her.
"You know, I would have died if I had lost you."
"Well, you didn't." She said as she pushed him up and proceed to straddle his lap facing him. "And I'm glad of that, because then we wouldn't have this moment."
Then she kissed him exploring every part of his mouth with her tongue. He, in return, explored hers.
She began removing his shirt. Once it was off she leaned back and retrieved her ice cream.
"And you would not have gotten your revenge." She said devilishly as she lick some of the whip cream off her finger in an alluring manner. Then she dipped her finger into her chocolate concoction and allowed him to suck the ice cream off her finger.
"Something tells me you're up to something."
"What makes you say that?" She teased as she took another finger full of ice cream and placed some on one of his nipples. Then she proceeded to tease him with her tongue as she removed the chocolate from his chest.
He moaned with pleasure from her touch and raised his chest to meet her. "Oh, Deanna."
Then she placed ice cream on his other nipple and flickered her tongue acrossed it. "You know you drive me crazy don't you." He continued.
"Oh, I think I have an idea." She grinned while still sitting on his lap. She kissed him once more passionately before moving down his body with kisses.
Then she removed his pants, but this time, instead of pouring ice cream on him again she decided to give him warm feelings. She used the warm chocolate.
He was relieved it was not the ice cream this time as she teased his manhood with her tongue and mouth. He groan with great pleasure as she did so.
Finally, she proceeded back up his body with kisses and straddled him once more as she moved upward. Once she was seated on him she kissed him deeply and lovingly.
He massaged her breasts and she purred from his caresses. They moved against each other passionately as they savoured each others soul with fervour.
Soon they became one. They briefly looked at each other lovingly and kissed each other once more.
They then began their dance of love. Slowly girating against each others bodies and moving to the rhythm that was in their minds. Deanna caressed his mind with her love for him and he in return touched her soul with his. Their hearts beated as one, just as their bodies were one and their passion for one another kept the tempo of their love.
Just as their bodies were joined, their souls caressed each other and also joined once more. Then they were in a trance of passion for each other and sung their song of love.
When their intense dance was over, Deanna fell against him and wrapped her arms around him. He, in return, embraced her and they stayed like that for a few minutes exhausted from their dance of love.
Then Will turned his head to kiss her. She returned his kiss and when it was over he softly said, "I love you so much Imzadi, and I'm so glad your here with me tonight."
She laid her head back down on his shoulder. "And I love you and am also glad I am here with you."
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