Wham, Bam, Thank You, Commander

Summary: Trip is a stud. ‘Nuff said.

Chapter 5 - More Hot Monkey Sex

“All done,” Dr. Phlox said cheerily as the decontamination chamber door
swished open. Trip and Veronica, who had both gotten quite comfortable
on the bench in the last few minutes, blinked sleepily before slowly
rising to accept the clothes the Doctor proffered. “I just have a few
questions,” he continued as they dressed. “Were you exposed to any
biologically active materia the the planet? Drink the water, eat any
fruits, breathe any contaminants?”

“Pollen,” Trip answered for them both. “That stuff was everywhere.”

“Yes, so the other teams have reported. Can you describe the plants
from which this pollen issued?”

Trip did so, while the Doctor nodded and marked things off on his
datapad.

“That fits with what the others were saying, and with the toxins found
in your bioscans.”

“Toxins?”

“Yes, the planet seems to be rife with them,” Phlox replied, obviously
quite pleased with this new wealth of biological diversity. “Some
affect the neurological system, some the limbic, even the sense of
smell. Tell me, did you experience any adverse symptoms?”

Veronica looked askance at Trip. “Not adverse, no.”

The Doctor smiled, just a little too knowingly for Trip’s taste. “Yes,
well, the agents should decompose quickly in your bloodstream. I’d say
another few hours at most. If you do experience anything out of the
ordinary during that time, you will inform me?”

“Of course, Doc.”

“Hmmm. Well, then you’re both free to go. Oh,” he called as they both
headed toward the door at speed. They turned. “I’ve informed the
Captain that all away teams will be excused from duty for twenty-four
hours. Enjoy your vacation.”

“Thanks, Doc,” Trip said, quite sincerely. And then he and Veronica
were out the door and down the hall.

If anyone had seen them as they hurried toward Trip’s quarters, giddy
smiles on their faces, there could have been no doubt what they were up
to. But what with it not being a break time, so that no one else was
heading for their own quarters right then, and the number of away team
members who had actually suffered adverse symptoms from being on the
planet, no one did see them. Not that they noticed or cared, so intent
were they on making it to the door, and once in the door, to the bed.
Veronica’s hands were on his zipper for the third time that day when
Trip suddenly pulled back.

“Can we, uh, take it a little slower this time?” Trip asked carefully.

Veronica, pleasantly surprised, nodded. “Whatever you want, baby.”

And so they took it slow. With only gentle kisses in between, they
undressed each other one garment at a time. Then Trip sat Veronica on
the bed and started exploring every inch of her body that he had been
in too much of a hurry before to appreciate.

But he didn’t get very far.

“Trip, please,” Veronica was moaning before he’d even done with her
neck and was ready to move on to her arms. “I need you inside me.”
Her desire had been building back up to fever pitch ever since they’d
been awakened in decon, and no matter how wonderful it felt to have
Trip’s lips and hands on her skin, it just wasn’t enough. Reaching
back, she found him as rock-hard and ready as ever, and gave his
erection a persuasive stroke.

“Mmmm,” Trip moaned, biting gently on her shoulder as he felt her cool
hand on his hot flesh. He, too, was finding that no matter how
delightful it was to taste and feel every inch of Veronica’s body, he
just wasn’t able to wait. He had to have her now. Lifting his mouth
from her shoulder, he seized her lips in his and urged her back onto
the bed.

Ah, yes, this is more like it, Veronica thought as she sank into the
soft mattress. This is much better than the ground or a bench. This
is the perfect place for him to pound me as hard as we like.

And so he did. Though he eased his way in as slowly as he could, and
tried to take long, gentle strokes, he just couldn’t continue that way.
Not with Veronica’s fingers digging into his ass, yanking him deeper.
Not with his own d pod pounding in his ears, urging him on. And not
with Veronica, finally, screaming, “Oh, yes, fuck me Trip!” as he gave
her everything he had.

It was nearly an hour, and several orgasms, later when he just had to
stop. Though his erection still throbbed insistently, his back muscles
simply could not go on. While Veronica’s grateful moaning had gotten
him past the point of mere pain, when he realized she was nearly
unconscious under him he had no other option but to collapse beside
her. They both slipped into a deep, exhausted, and happy sleep.