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[Too Cool Verse - Just the Thought of You]

Now that she slept beside Leo every night, Nyota slept better than she had ever slept in her life. It was such a comfort to drift off to sleep in his arms, to know that he'd be there beside her when she woke up. When he was there, she felt... safe. He had even rearranged his schedule so they could spend more nights together, and though she'd told him he didn't need to she was incredibly grateful that he had.

Tonight, however, Doctor M'Benga was sick, so she was left alone in her room for the first time in a long time. She lay in bed for about half an hour before she decided it was useless. Tired as she was, she simply couldn't sleep without him. Memories she didn't want to remember were flitting about the edge of her mind, and she couldn't chase them away alone. Nyota, this is ridiculous, she told herself, but it was no use.

Deciding a walk might help settle her mind, she wandered out into the hallway, still wearing sweat pants and pulling a hoodie over her tank top. She walked without any particular destination in mind but her feet took her straight to Leo's quarters. He wasn't there, but she typed in the code and walked inside anyway. The sight of his room made her smile. When did I get to be like this, so completely unable to live without him? She wasn't sure, but it didn't matter: she wouldn't have it any other way. She walked around the room, glanced at the picture of his adorable daughter, let her eyes wander to the bed they'd spent so many nights in together. I'm exhausted, she realized. Maybe I'll just... lie down for a little while.

One of his shirts was draped over the desk chair. She looked at it for a moment, shook her head and walked towards the bed, then paused and walked back. If I'm going to be ridiculous... She pulled off her hoodie and tank top and put on his shirt instead. It smells like him. She hugged her arms to her chest, feeling instantly a little better wrapped up in his shirt, and then lay down in the bed. It was warm and familiar. She could almost convince herself that he was there beside her... I'll just lie here for a little while... Her eyes drifted shut, and in minutes she was asleep.

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It'd been so long since Leonard had actually worked an evening shift, he didn't know what to do with himself. He was used to working days now, and he'd grown accustomed to sleeping each and every night beside Nyota. This was his job, though. Sometimes everyone had to make sacrifices to keep everything running smoothly and as Chief Medical Officer, it really was his responsibility to make sure the medical bay was in order 24 hours a day, seven days a week, so when M'Benga called in sick, he said goodnight to his girlfriend and headed over. Now he was sitting at his desk, bored out of his mind, and wishing he was still in Uhura's quarters, sleeping as usual.

When he got home, early that morning, it was around 0300 and he was exhausted. Something was different, though, when he walked into his quarters. It felt different and a few things had been moved. A smile spread across Leonard's lips as he looked into the bedroom to find the love of his life wrapped up in one of his shirts, on his bed, sleeping like a baby. He pulled his uniform off and slid into the bed behind her, curling one of his arms around her carefully as he pulled her back against his chest and whispered in her ear. "What a pleasant surprise..."

Nyota drifted back towards consciousness. It's warm... "Leo," she murmured, making a soft noise of contentment and pressing herself back into his embrace. Her hand found his and squeezed it lightly. What a pleasant dream. She almost drifted off to sleep again but some part of her brain realized that she was actually awake and that he was really there. She blinked in surprise for a moment and then smiled, running her fingers affectionately over his hand. "You're back," she said sleepily, stating the obvious but unbelievably happy that he was there. Her brain was starting to wake up a little, and she realized that he'd just come back to find her in his bed... wearing his shirt... "I couldn't sleep," she said, feeling like she ought to explain. "I was... pretending you were here."

"Evenin, darlin'," he murmured softly into her ear, pulling her ear lobe between his teeth gently as she squeezed his hand. A soft chuckle rumbled in his chest as she explained herself as if she were doing something wrong and he leaned in a little closer, pressing a few kisses to the part of her collarbone showing because his shirt was too big on her. "You're always welcome here, Nyota. And it looks better on you anyways, I'm certainly not going to complain." It was wonderful, the feeling of her small frame curled into his, even though they were both clothed in one way or another, he felt like she fit with him like a puzzle piece. They were destined to end up like this. "Besides... what better way to come home than to find the woman of my dreams sleeping soundly in my bed," he said with a smile.

Even though she was still half asleep and perfectly content to just lie in his arms, his touch still affected her the way it always had, sending a little shiver down her spine. "Mm," she mumbled, turning her head to nuzzle his cheek a little as he kissed her collarbone. She shifted back a little, just wanting to be closer even though they were already pressed against each other. "I like the way it looks on you," she protested softly, "but I may have to steal one. It's apparently an excellent cure for insomnia." That last comment, that gentle reminder of how much she meant to him, made her heart feel warm. "When you first came in, I actually thought I was still dreaming," she whispered. He was the man of her dreams, in every sense of the word, and being cradled in his arms was the most comforting thing she knew. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"You're welcome to as many as you'd like for the nights I get called in, sweet'eart," he replied, curling his arms tighter around her as she leaned more heavily against him and he nodded, his lips continuing to ghost across her skin between words. "Then it's a good thing you're not going to have to do anything without me... I'm right here and I always will be." Right here, right now, with his face nuzzled against her neck, her hair splayed across the pillow, and her back tight against his chest, Leonard was really content in every sense of the word. There was nothing like it.

"Be careful saying something like that," she teased lightly. "Or I might take all of them, and then you'd have nothing to wear." She laughed softly. "Not that that would be so bad." She didn't think she could get any closer to him if she tried, so she just caressed his hand, enjoying the feel of his lips on her skin. It just felt so... right. The world was a little hazy and the man she loved was wrapped around her, his presence permeating everything. She inhaled deeply, taking in his comforting scent. "I'm glad you're here," she said softly. "Always..." She smiled.

"If I had nothing to wear, I'd just have to stay here all the time. You may have to keep me company, though. I don't like being naked alone," he teased back playfully, his hand pushing up the hem of his shirt around her torso just a bit so that he could trace his fingertips across her bare abdomen. He let his eyes slide shut for just a few moments, not really planning on sleeping, just enjoying the comfortable warmth of her body against his and the sweet scent of her skin. "So am I, darlin'... So am I."

"So if I want to keep you here all the time, all I'd have to do is steal all your clothes?" she asked, grinning. "I think I can probably manage that... and I certainly wouldn't mind staying here with you. Especially if you weren't going to wear anything." Of course, they both loved their jobs and their lives outside of the bed, but there was nothing that compared to moments like this. She let out a soft sigh of pleasure as his fingers traced her bare skin. Even though she was still a little tired, she was enjoying his presence too much to want to go back to sleep just yet.

"So if you want to keep me here all the time, all you have to do is steal my clothes," he confirmed as he pulled his shirt off her, giving himself more room to massage her shoulders and work the knots out of her back. "You're so tense, darlin'..." he added, tracing his tongue across her ear lobe. He couldn't help but put his hands anywhere he could as they chatted absently. It wasn't like it'd been long since they'd been together, but she was just so irresistible. It was amazing to be close to her, to be with her, to hold her in his arms and not worry about tomorrow.

"That... is very good to know," she answered, shifting to make it easier as he pulled the shirt off. She gave a little hum of approval as he started to massage her shoulders. "It was kind of a long day," she admitted. "Nothing too terrible, just some ensigns making simple translation errors and holding up reports to Starfleet that I ended up having to redo myself." She knew he wouldn't mind that she was rambling a little about her day; his presence and his touch were slowly relaxing her completely. His tongue on her ear made her breath hitch ever so slightly. "And then I got a message saying that Amani injured herself. It's nothing serious; it's just odd because of all my sisters, she's the least likely to do that, and - My God that feels good," she said, smiling as his strong hands worked out the kinks in her muscles. "You'll have to let me return the favor," she murmured.

He smiled to himself as she hummed her soft approval of his actions and he continued. His hands were occupied, as were his lips, but his ears were attentive and he listened carefully, chuckling as he inquired about her family. "Your sister? She's alright, though? At least she's okay." With an even wider grin he kissed across her shoulderblade, murmuring, "Does it? Am I doin' well? You feel like you've been sleeping on a rock for two months! And I know that's not the case because you've been beside me nearly every night!" He teased.

She was lost in the exquisite feeling of his hands and lips ghosting over her skin. It was indescribably perfect. When he asked about her sister, she replied, "She'll be fine. It's just a broken arm... You know, I think Sadiki tells me these things just to make me worry. The first line of her message was Amani's in the hospital." Despite the complaints, there was fondness in her voice for the family she loved. "You're doing wonderfully," she said, laughing lightly at the tease and then frowning slightly. "I'm that tense? I hadn't realized..." Her hand reached to absently caress his thigh. "But I'll be fine. Especially now that you're here. But I've been rambling, mpenzi. Tell me how your day was."

This was a nirvana for both of them and Leonard was well aware. As he ran his hands across her smooth, chocolate skin, he smiled to himself, silently thanking whatever god there may be for blessing him with such a beautiful, intelligent, loving woman. He couldn't have dreamt Nyota up if he tried, she was far beyond his wildest dreams. Bones chuckled as she spoke about her sister and replied without hesitation, "It's probably just from having to refile everything today or something. You're loosening up as we speak." Of course she was, he knew that when he was with her he was more relaxed than anywhere else and he was fairly confident that it went both ways. Then her hand slid up his thigh and his smile grew wider still as he lengthened his kisses to her neck in response. "I love listening to you talk, darlin'. Nothing wrong with it at all. My day was really far less eventful. A couple of space sickness hypos and a whole lot of paperwork got me through both my shifts."

"I'm only loosening up because you're here," she murmured, but he was right: the knots in her back and shoulders were melting away until she felt almost like liquid under his hands. She was so deeply relaxed that only a spark of arousal and the beautiful sound of his voice were keeping her awake. It still amazed her that she'd found someone she felt so completely comfortable around, someone who told her all the time that he loved her, someone whom she had no problem expressing her own feelings to... about everything. She'd never been with someone she could talk to so freely before. As he described his day, she listened attentively shivering slightly at the increased attention to her neck. "That does sound uneventful," she said in mock seriousness. "We'll have to change that." She trailed her fingertips up his thigh to caress his hip through the thin fabric.

"Well I'm glad that I have the same effect on you that you do on me, Nyota. The Lord knows you're the only one that can ever get me relaxed," he says lightly, still smiling as he comments on her serious tone "Uneventful is normally a good thing in my line of work, darlin'. Unfortunately, that can often lead to utter boredom when it comes to being in the sick bay." The teasing that edged into her tone at her final statement and the trail that her fingers left as they slid up his leg sent shivers down his spine and he brought his lips back to her ear, whispering, "I can't deny how good that sounds, love..." before pulling her ear lobe back into his mouth with his teeth-

"I don't like the idea of you ever being tense, but I love that I'm the one you can relax around," she answered fondly. Uneventful days could certainly be taken as a blessing for someone of the medical profession. "Then I suppose I should wish you more uneventful days... but not uneventful nights." She didn't understand why him calling her darlin' and love still affected her this much, but the words were almost as arousing as his breath against her ear. A soft moan escaped her lips as he pulled the lobe back into his mouth. She wanted to kiss his lips, but she didn't feel like rolling over just yet, so she settled for slipping her fingers under the waistline of his boxer briefs, her touch still light and teasing. Then her hand found his and brought it to her mouth to kiss his knuckles. "You have marvelous hands, mpenzi" she whispered, sucking lightly on one of his fingers.

"You see, Nyota, that actually works out fairly well for the both of us. When my days are uneventful, I have much more energy for when we decide to make our evenings a little more eventful," he said with a soft chuckle. He slid his hands back around her waist, one of his palms pressed gently against her abdomen as the other snuck it's way up to her chest, teasing at one of her nipples as she slid a hand into his underwear playfully. "Why thank you, darlin'. There's a lot more'n just back rubs I can give with'em, too," he replied softly, kissing as far up her jaw as he could reach with her back to his chest.

"Then I wish you uneventful days every day." Her voice was breathy, and hitched as he teased her breast and pressed his hand against her stomach. Those last words made her shiver with desire. She knew very well what his hands can do, but she replied teasingly anyway, "Is that so? You're going to have to prove that to me, you know." It was suddenly unbearable that she couldn't see him, that she couldn't kiss him, and as he kissed up her jaw she turned her head to find his lips, pressing her mouth to his and then licking along the seem. She adjusted so that she was facing him without breaking the kiss.

Leonard smiled, leaning in to kiss his girlfriend with the same tender love that he administered the back massage not fifteen minutes earlier. The all too familiar taste of her lips sent chills down his spine and as she slid her tongue across his lips, he parted them for her, taking her tongue into his mouth to meet his own. His fingers traced the edge of her sweatpants teasingly as he murmured quietly between kisses. "I'd be more than happy to demonstrate, darlin'," he says with a soft chuckle, his deep southern accent resounding more solidly as his lust grew.

Nyota smiled into the kiss, eagerly accepting his invitation to slip her tongue into his mouth. She shuddered against him as his hand traced the waistline of her pants, kissing him more aggressively as her need grew. That deep accent made her stomach clench with desire. Fingertips trailed down his chest, tracing light circles over his nipples. "I very much want you to," she whispered against his lips, eventually diverting to trail kisses up his jaw. She lightly nipped his ear and then breathed words against the sensitive skin: "But after such a wonderful back rub, I also want to do whatever you want."

Leonard stroked Nyota's tongue with his own gently, having missed this. Sure, they slept beside one another every night, but this was something he simply couldn't get enough of. It was hard enough for him to keep his hands to himself during the day when they ran into each other, but here, he didn't have to hold back and he was taking advantage of that. "Well, darlin', the problem with that logic is that what you want is really all I want, so that, in reality, leaves it completely up to you," he teased softly, shutting his eyes as her hot breath caressed the soft skin behind his ear and his hands tightened on her hips just slightly.

She loved being able to touch him like this, loved that there was no reason to hold back. A few simple touches and she already felt herself unraveling. His words sent a spike of lust through her, making her stomach clench with desire. It hadn't been long at all since they'd been together, but she already felt the need for him growing. "Well in the case," she murmured, hand finding his hip and pushing down so that she could encourage him to roll over on his back. "I suppose we can always do exactly what I want." Her lips found his again as her hands skimmed down his chest to toy with the hem of his boxer-briefs. "I'm sure you know by now that I have no problem calling the shots."

He couldn't help but grin as she pushed against his hips and he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him as he did so. "You know I have no problem whatsoever letting you call the shots, darlin'," he exhaled, his boxer-briefs growing uncomfortably tight as she slid her fingers across it teasingly and he looped his thumbs beneath the hem of her sweat-pants, trying to work them off of her.

She let out a soft moan of satisfaction as he pulled her on top of him. "I know," she purred, mouth abandoning his to trail kisses down his jaw until she could suck at the juncture between neck and shoulder. "But since you've agreed, I hope you don't mind listening to all my instructions," she whispered, voice husky. Her hands found his to push his arms above his head. She ignored his efforts to remove her sweatpants and let one of her hands drift to his boxer-briefs. She didn't remove them yet, but slipped a hand inside to stroke him teasingly.

Edited 2010-09-10 09:05 (UTC)

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