The Traitor (A Star Trek Fanfic)

Naughty Games

Carol wore a skimpy lingerie nightgown. It was black and slik and showed her every curve. She walked down the hall and knocked on a door.

The door opened and there was Kirk, standing in just his boxers ready for bed. He squinted at her due to the low light.

"Carol? What are you doing here?"

Carol giggled, "Oh, I'm sorry. Wrong room. Nice room you have though." She pushed past him and stepped in.

The door closed as he turned around and looked at her.

"And what are you wearing?!" He gave her a weird look but she couldn't really see it.

Carol looked at her nightgown and held the bottom out a little. "Oh, this is my favorite one. Except sometimes it gets too hot and the silk sticks to me, so I just take it off."

Kirk looked at her weird again and shook his head. "Can you just go find the room you were going to?"

"Why can't we just talk?" She walked up to him and placed a hand on his chest. His body was warm and his chest was harder than she thought. She walked the rest of her body closer, making sure the silk stuck to him as well.

"Uhhh... You should leave. I'm not sure if Kylie is gonna be coming here tonight or not."

She put her lips inches from his, "We can be quick." She pressed hers against his. She noticed he didn't move his, he didn't even try to kiss her back.

He pushed her away. "You need to leave. NOW!"

Carol just shook her head. She pushed him over to his bed and climbed on top of him. She kissed him again. She got no response from his lips.

"Kiss me. Just once."

Kirk scowled at her, "No."

She rolled her eyes and forced his mouth open with hers. She allowed their breath to mix for a few seconds before running her hands up and down his body. He seemed to kinda kiss her back, but it wasn't what she wanted.

He took her hands and moved them off of him. "Stop. I'm not doing this. I have a girlfriend that I love very much."

"She doesn't have to know. It can be our little secret." She kissed him, and again getting no response from his lips. She tried to slip her tongue into his mouth but he wouldn't allow it. She started to get a little frustrated.

"You need to get your ass out of her." He told her.

"Just... Quiet for a moment." She went down on him and pulled his boxers down.

"Uhh... I don't think s- oh. Ohhh!"

She got her lips around him. Held him with one hand and moved her mouth up and down. She was sure she had him now.

She sucked hard on him and she noticed he bit his lip. He liked it. Finally! She went down, shoving every inch of him inside her mouth for her to taste. Every time she went down she felt him harden under her lips and tongue. This is what she wanted. What she needed. Maybe when she got him hard enough he'd actually have sex with her.

"You like that, don't you." She cooed to him.

He bit his lip and nodded. "God, yes."

"Does SHE ever do this for you?" Carol didn't want to say her name. She went down again, filling her mouth.

"No, she doesn't. But- Ohhh!!! But I never asked her."

"You didn't ask me." She started to lick his tip and gently suck on it.

Kirk paushed. He wasn't sure how to answer it. Instead he acted like he was too absorbed. He knew Kylie was gonna be here soon, and he wasn't going to tell Carol. She was going to be busted. But what about him? Well, it was easy for him to get hard when I girl started touching him. And at that point, it was really hard for him to control himself.

Carol sucked on his tip a little bit more. She almost had him to his climax. She went down far on him more. She let her mouth off and started to move her hand fast, up and down his shaft. She waited.

He bit his lip again, wanting Kylie to intrude and catch her, but not just yet. He wanted to finish.

Carol sucked a little on his tip and held her mouth open, waiting for him to release. She knew guys found it sexy when girls swallowed, and she was going to do just that.

She went all the way down on him just once more and moved her hand as fast as it would go. Then there it was. He released right into her mouth. She swallowed every bit of it. She couldn't believe how much he could hold. She was so into getting it all she didn't realize the door opened.

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I walked into Kirk's room, only to find him laying on his bed, boxers around his ankles and a blonde chick in a black silk nightgown on top of him. She was holding him in her hand and her mouth was absorbing everything he let out. I realized who it was by the terrible hair.

"What is going on?!"

She looked up at me in surprise, still holding onto him.

"Get out. NOW!!" I stormed over and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her off my boyfriend and off the bed. She fell on the floor and I yanked her up by the hair. She started to cough and choke.

"Oh, good. You have too much in your mouth. Well I hope you fucking die from it!"

Carol glared at me, still coughing. Her lips were still wet with his residue and she had some on her nightgown.

"Now get out you stupid fucking slutty cunt!" I shoved her out the door and pointed to her nightgown. "By the way, that's gonna stain, slut." I slammed the door and turned to look at Kirk. He had pulled his boxers back on and stood between me and the bed. The look on his face was different things. Hurt, sorrow, pleasure. I wanted to cry but was too pissed to.

"Baby... Baby I'm so sorry. Can... Can I explain?" He was almost pleading. I knew he was sorry. He never stuttered his words like that.

I swallowed hard and looked at him, my fists were clenched tight. I closed my eyes and nodded at him.

"Sweetie, she just came in. She said she had the wrong room, but walked in anyway. She kissed me, but I didn't kiss her back, I swear. I wanted her gone. Then when I didn't give in to the kisses she just went down on me. And... You know how I get when you, or any girl, touch me like that. I lose myself. It wasn't my fault. I promise." He took a few steps towards me. I knew if I backed away or walked out he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight so I allowed him to step closer.

I nodded to let him know I understood everything.

"Thank you, baby." He put his arms out, asking for a hug.

I knew I would upset him if I didn't, and I did want to hug him. Just hug him and cry. So, I walked into him and let him wrap his arms around me tight. I snuggled my face into his chest and allowed a few tears to escape.

"Shhh." He rubbed my back.

"I believe you. Somehow I actually believe you." I cried into his chest some more and wrapped my arms around his waist.

He picked me up and brought me to the bed and laid me down. He pulled the blankets up over me and climbed in in the other side.

He didn't have a shirt on so I wasn't able to grip it and hold myself close. I took one hand and placed it on his chest with my face and the other on his stomach. I allowed his arms to hold me close. I moved the hand on his chest and wrapped it under his arm and bent my wrist over, so I was able to hold onto his arm. His bicep flexed as he pulled me closer and I loved the feel of them. I buried my face as far into him as I could and cried myself to sleep.

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