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Varshanka
Guest
Several days later....
T'Pol didn't bother with the door chime, instead she just walked into his quarters. The clothes lay on the floor, typical of a human. But she could hear the shower running.
So in typical Vulcan fashion, she collected his dirty clothes and dropped them in a recycler, then stood in the doorway and watched him. And she waited.
Trip was lathering himself up. He had returned to his quarters and had to jump into the shower. He was covered in dirt and sweat, and tired. But before he went to bed he needed to feel clean. Of course as soon as the hot water had begun to hit his body, he could feel his energy coming back He just happened to open his eyes and saw the figure standing there. He pulled his head out of the running water and saw that it was T'Pol. "Well hello there."
"Greetings Mr. Tucker." She replied. "Will you be long in there?" She asked.
"Nope. Is there something wrong?" he asked as he continued to run his hands over his body. From his chest to his groin, lathering it all up as he looked at her.
"No. The ship schematics indicate your shower is larger than mine." With movements that were simple and methodical T'Pol disrobed and crossed the room in moments. Stepping into the shower itself she increased the water temperature and pressure slightly.
Tilting her head, and standing on tip-toe, T'Pol kissed him. Shampoo and body-wash caressing her hard nippled breasts as they pressed against his thickly haired chest.
T'Pol didn't bother with the door chime, instead she just walked into his quarters. The clothes lay on the floor, typical of a human. But she could hear the shower running.
So in typical Vulcan fashion, she collected his dirty clothes and dropped them in a recycler, then stood in the doorway and watched him. And she waited.
Trip was lathering himself up. He had returned to his quarters and had to jump into the shower. He was covered in dirt and sweat, and tired. But before he went to bed he needed to feel clean. Of course as soon as the hot water had begun to hit his body, he could feel his energy coming back He just happened to open his eyes and saw the figure standing there. He pulled his head out of the running water and saw that it was T'Pol. "Well hello there."
"Greetings Mr. Tucker." She replied. "Will you be long in there?" She asked.
"Nope. Is there something wrong?" he asked as he continued to run his hands over his body. From his chest to his groin, lathering it all up as he looked at her.
"No. The ship schematics indicate your shower is larger than mine." With movements that were simple and methodical T'Pol disrobed and crossed the room in moments. Stepping into the shower itself she increased the water temperature and pressure slightly.
Tilting her head, and standing on tip-toe, T'Pol kissed him. Shampoo and body-wash caressing her hard nippled breasts as they pressed against his thickly haired chest.