RikerYou Oneshots

Early Morning Surprise

Warning: mature content

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"Wake up." You're being shook lightly. You sit up confused rubbing your eyes a little cranky. You never like to be interrupted during a great dream. You look up through tired eyes and see the blond.

"What do you need Riker?" He stands at the edge of the bed leaning over you. He has already pulled off all your blankets leaving you shivering on the cold mattress.

You can see that your fiancé, even though it's dark, is wide-eyed and eager. "I can't sleep. Come do something with me."

"Like what?" You ask whispering in an attempt to not bother Rydel who's fast asleep on the other side of the room.

You had spent the Fourth of July with Riker and his family this year and roomed with Rydel during your stay. It was very fun having girl talk. She told you embarrassing stories about Riker and warned you about all his little quirks. Which just made him that much more cute. You can't wait for Rydel to be your sister-in-law.

Before you know it Riker grabs your hand and hoists you out of bed. "Follow me." He winks

This can end one of two ways, very badly or absolutely wonderful. Still contemplating on which result it will be Riker slides the door open and pulls you outside to the backyard.

"Why are we back here?" You ask still confused.

"I thought we could go for a swim." He says like it's the most obvious thing in the world. The full moon hangs in the sky moonlight dancing on the still water.

Looking at him funny you complain, "But it's three in the morning and I don't have my swimsuit."

"Who needs a swimsuit?" Again the blond winks fingers already curling under the hem of his shirt preparing to take it off.

"Wait, do you mean..." Riker simply nods licking his lips seductively.

Turning towards the house you point protesting, "We can't, your whole family is inside just under twenty feet away. Do you know how bad it would be if we got caught!"

When you turn to face him again his shirt is already off lying in a heap and his blue pajama pants lie only inches away. Riker walks toward you only in thin boxers.

"Are you going to strip too or do I have to help you?" His voice is low.

"But-"

"Shh" A long finger presses against your lips. Your breath hitches and all you can do is nod swallowing hard.

Bass player hands slide under your shirt roaming your body. Warm lips lightly kiss your neck as your cotton shirt rises higher. Riker moves away for a second to pull the shirt completely over your head.

You graze your own fingers across his abs then shimmy out of the pj shorts you are wearing. Both of you now in only under clothes, he mumbles breath ghosting along your ear. "Ready?"

"I'll go first." You say now more confident. With that you take a step back unclip your bra and let it fall to the ground. Riker stares at you for a second then quickly looks away scratching the back of his neck. "Are you scared? Do you not want to do this?" You ask. If he says 'yes' you'll be very disappointed.

Suddenly very close he grins, "Trust me, I want to do this." He helps you out by slipping your panties off tossing them next to his clothes.

Surprisingly you're not as self-conscious as you expected. Sure he's seen you naked before, but it's still a private feature.