The BLTS Archive- King of Cups
Fourth in The Cups Quartet
by DataToy (DataToy711@aol.com)

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September 1999

For Laur and her faithful whip, relentlessly encouraging me to achieve
literary  perfection

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"King of Cups: you have the skills to understand other people's
feelings and to express your own articulately."

-Signe E. Nichols, Robert Muller, Sandra A. Thomson, The Spiritual
Tarot

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And I thank you
for bringing me here
for showing me home
for singing these tears
finally I've found
that I belong
Feels like home
I should have known
from my first breath

-Depeche Mode, Home.

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Data groaned ever so slightly. "Geordi," he murmured. "I knew you'd
come..."

from Queen of Cups
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The silver spoon Data had been holding fell to the table, splattering
drops of chocolate everywhere.

When he felt the hot fudge caressing his lips, what had been like a
warm velvet kiss suddenly shocked him into remembering... had it been
a dream? Did I... Did I do those things? Did Geordi want... Did I
just-

"Data? Is something wrong?" Geordi asked anxiously. He had tried to
hide his longing all night as they ate dinner together in Ten Forward.
But his surreptitious glances at Data's face lengthened gradually
Geordi was gazing ardently at Data, lost in desire.

The clang Data's spoon made as it hit the table jolted Geordi from his
fantasy, and he cursed himself for being so weak. His anxiety grew as
he saw Data's features slowly turning to a deep shade of red.

Oh no... Geordi thought. Does he remember last night... what I...
what I...

Data abruptly rose from his seat, almost knocking his chair over. He
looked down at the chocolate melting the ice cream in his bowl. His
mind was invaded by images that had suddenly become nearly crystal
clear; they shimmered somewhat at the edges. And his body was
remembering a strange pleasure... It was a feeling he couldn't
describe, a feeling that had even made the bottoms of his feet tingle.
There was a heat in his face that he'd already experienced a few times
before when he'd made what he considered to be a stupid mistake. This
time, however, it was much worse -even the tips of his ears felt like
they were on fire.

Geordi stayed with me to help me, and I... Oh, what have I done?

"I -I have to go," Data blurted, unable to meet his friend's eyes.

"Data, wait a minute!" Geordi called after him, but Data wasn't
listening.

He fled from Ten Forward as fast as he could without breaking into an
outright sprint. As soon as he had stepped out the doors, tears of
shame and confusion started to blur his vision, but he didn't slow his
pace and blindly headed for his quarters.

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The door hissed shut behind Data and he took a few steps before
sinking to his knees. He closed his eyes and clutched at his chest,
overcome by bewildering emotions. He felt embarrassed, scared,
dejected and... breathless. Was it just a dream? he wondered again.
When I think about it now, it feels so real.

"Oh..." he moaned as he recalled the sensation of Geordi's lips
against his. "Oh, Geordi..." he whispered painfully, flooded by the
memory. His heart ached but it wasn't entirely unpleasant...

"Data? Are you there?"

Data started at the sound, and scrambled to his feet.

"Please, let me in," Geordi said quietly.

Data shook his head, backing away from the door.

"I'm coming in," Geordi warned.

The override code opened the door and he entered Data's quarters,
keeping his distance. He cleared his throat, visibly nervous.. "I...
I think we need to talk."

"We do?" Data replied with a small voice. Please Geordi, he thought,
can we pretend that whatever happened did not? I want everything to be
the same as it was before... It was so much easier for me then. I was
not all... mixed-up-

"Data," Geordi said, "why did you run away from Ten Forward?"

Data swallowed, and he started breathing more quickly. He lowered his
head, unwilling to confront the issue.

Malfun- He flinched at the thought that hit him. He was suddenly
reminded of what Q said after he'd snapped his fingers, transforming
Data into a human being: he couldn't hide from his feelings anymore,
certainly not the way he had when he was still a machine.

"Why did you run away?" Geordi persisted.

Data remained silent.

He's afraid of me, Geordi thought, filled with guilt. Not only had he
allowed Data to kiss him, he had kissed him back. What if it was only
the champagne that had made Data act that way?

Some friend I turned out to be, Geordi thought, disgusted with
himself. He trusted me and needed me, and I... I couldn't even wait
and make sure. I saw the opportunity and grabbed it.

"Okay, I understand if you don't want to tell me about it," Geordi
said, resigned. "I only wanted to say that... that I'm sorry for what
I did... it's just that I... well I guess I've always-"

Geordi stopped, stunned by the words that had almost spilled from his
mouth. Stupid idiot! he thought. He wanted to slap his forehead. Both
because feared he'd really unsettled Data now, and because he finally
realized that Data had always been much more than a friend...

Data stared at him, his golden eyes large and bright.

"I'm sorry, Data," Geordi said despondently, turning to leave. "Look,
I'll... I'll see you later, okay? If you ever feel like talking...
just -just lemme know."

Before he had taken another step, Data cried, "Please, don't go away!"

Geordi stood still.

"Don't... don't go away. Please," Data said, earnestly appealing to
his friend's rigid back. "I... there's something I want to tell you.
It's come to me. You told me I should let you know when it came to
me."

Geordi slowly turned around. "You said 'don't...' instead of 'do not,'
Data..."

Why has he started doing this now? Geordi thought. Now, when he's
asked me to stay?

Data's lip trembled, but he maintained his composure. "Yes."

What does this mean? Geordi thought, clinging to hope. The only other
times Data had used contractions was when he was having nightmares,
and... and...

He wanted to come closer to him, but he didn't dare. "Data... You know
that I... kissed you last night."

Data nodded, his eyes glittering. "I know."

Geordi swallowed. His heart hammered inside his chest. He searched
Data's face for a sign, a clue... Data, why do you want me to stay
this time?

"I'm sorry about that," Geordi said. "I should've waited... It wasn't
the right time... I should've asked you."

Data shook his head. His eyes had become almost luminous. He smiled
softly, a smile that was at once so familiar, and so different. He
unfastened his uniform at the neck. One small gesture. One small
sound.

"I kissed you too," Data told him calmly. He advanced towards Geordi,
who was suddenly looking at him with awe.

Something's changed in him, Geordi thought. It was as if all the
damage Data had suffered had at last been repaired... And he was now
free to be human, truly human.

"You'd been drinking when it happened..." Geordi said hesitantly.

Data was almost close enough to touch. "I know what I'm doing now.
Finally... I know." He stood before Geordi, gazing at his friend's
astonished expression. "Ask me, Geordi."

Now I'm the one who must be dreaming, Geordi thought, taking Data's
face between his hands to savor the softness of his cheeks. "Data...
Will you let me kiss you?" he asked.

"Kiss me," Data said, his voice ringing with an intensity Geordi had
never before heard.

Geordi closed his eyes and kissed Data very tenderly on the lips.

A surge of excitement went through Data. His hands grasped Geordi's
wrists. "Again," he murmured when their lips parted.

Geordi smiled, overwhelmed by relief and happiness. "All right," he
said.

Instinctively, Data responded by wrapping his arms around Geordi's
shoulders. Geordi could feel him shaking in anticipation, and his
desire for the golden-eyed man pressed against his body heightened
even more.

So Geordi kissed him again. He caressed Data's lips with his own, a
little while longer than the first time, and put his hands around
Data's hips. He pulled him closer, and relished Data's unmistakable
longing.

As he had done in his dream the night before, Data nudged his hips
against Geordi's. He gasped, and the hunger between his legs abruptly
increased. Data craved more and thrust against Geordi, gripping him
firmly.

"Hey... slow down... it's okay... slow down," Geordi said with a
gentle voice. He too was growing hard, but he had the experience that
enabled him to wait longer.

Data shut his eyes and clenched his teeth, grunting. "Geordi... I...
I need -need," he stammered between shuddering breaths.

Geordi held him tightly, stroking his hair. "It gets even better if
you let it last for a little while," he said with something almost
like amusement. "It's okay... I'll help you. Trust me."

He felt Data nodding.

Geordi kissed him, his hand sliding down Data's back, his mind
whirling. Oh God, it's so good to hold him...

Geordi's hand paused briefly before slipping underneath Data's
uniform. He touched his warm, smooth skin, rubbing the small of his
back. One of his fingers sneaked past the waistband of Data's
trousers. Data moaned. It was a such a sweet sound. Geordi yearned to
hear it again and again. His hands closed around the edge of Data's
jacket, and slipped it over his head, disheveling his hair slightly.

Data complied without any resistance, allowing Geordi to take over.
His eyes were unfocused and dreamy. Geordi let his lips wander across
the muscle between Data's neck and his shoulder, holding him tightly
for a moment. Then he removed his uniform top as well and resumed
their embrace, kissing Data below the jawline.

Data's mouth dropped open when he felt his friend's bare chest against
his. He crossed his arms behind Geordi's back and put his head on his
shoulder, digging his fingers into the beautifully dark flesh. Data
trembled as he felt his penis becoming harder. Without being aware of
it, he ground his hips against Geordi's crotch and moaned, his
impatience reawakening.

"Okay... okay..." Geordi whispered comfortingly. "I'm getting
there..."

He placed his hands at Data's waist, taking hold of his pants along
with his underwear, and began pulling them down, kneeling as he did
so. Little groans of desire escaped Data's lips as his erect penis was
exposed. Geordi paused just for a moment to kiss the side of Data's
thigh.

Data cried out, his muscles stiffening. "Hurry... hurry..." he begged,
eyes shut.

Geordi then quickly divested him of his pants and boots and stripped
as well, removing his visor. He wanted to lie on top of Data, to give
him pleasure like he'd never known.

"Come... come with me," Geordi said, taking Data by the arm and
guiding him to the bed.

Data stretched upon the bed. Geordi placed his hands on Data's knees
and gently spread his legs apart, settling between them, his hard cock
sliding against Data's as he lay over him, supporting himself upon his
forearms on either side of Data's chest.

"Ohhhh..." Data sighed. He looked up at Geordi through half-opened
eyes, his body covered by Geordi's warm flesh. He writhed slightly,
and gasped with pleasure.

"Uh uh," Geordi said, stilling Data by pressing his weight down upon
him. "Hang on, hang on... Let me set the pace, okay? It's going to
feel good, I promise..."

Data panted heavily, gazing at him with a pleading expression.

"That's it..." Geordi said, and he started kissing Data slowly,
kissing his eyelids, his cheeks, his temples, his forehead, his chin,
his eyebrows, each time returning to his lips, eventually letting his
tongue slip inside.

Data moaned and eagerly received Geordi's tongue in his mouth,
shivering with delight as Geordi teased him, their tongues swirling
and dancing together sensuously.

Then Geordi began kissing Data's neck, the tip of his tongue sliding
along Data's pulse up to his ear, which he sucked softly while Data
cried out, his arms locking around Geordi's broad shoulders, his hands
clawing Geordi's smooth, chocolate colored skin.

"Ah! Oh yes, yes..." Data breathed, his new, human body flooded by
exquisite sensations, his flesh alive with the pleasure it could now
absorb like a fragrant oil.

Then Geordi began to rock his hips, his rigid cock rubbing Data's
lustfully. Data threw his head back and his legs intertwined with
Geordi's. He hung on, paralyzed with ecstasy as Geordi ground his
hips against him. Data's sex throbbed and he groaned, sweat making his
skin glisten. Then he started moving in time with Geordi, the muscles
in their legs standing out.

"That's good," Geordi panted, kissing Data with increasing passion,
caressing his engorged shaft along Data's, "that's so good..."

Data's eyes squeezed shut. He furrowed his brow and he moaned and
moaned, inflamed by Geordi's thrusts. His hands travelled down
Geordi's back to his tight buttocks, encouraging him to go faster.

"Yes... Oh... Ohhhh..." Data implored, his voice rising.

Geordi decided to slow things down; Data was too excited, and the
engineer wanted their first time to last a while longer. Moving one
leg aside to trap Data's thigh between his, Geordi continued to rock
his hips while his right hand stole down Data's stomach. Then he began
to stroke Data's hard sex, he fondled his balls, and massaged the base
of his penis. With his fingers he brushed the head, spreading the
drops of liquid at the tip over Data's entire cock.

Data writhed and quivered, electrified by Geordi's caresses, raising
his hips slightly as he gripped Geordi's gleaming back. "Oh, oh -don't
stop, please don't stop!" Data cried, rolling his head from side to
side on the white pillow. The pleasure between his legs sank deep in
his abdomen, climbing up his chest and flowing inside his heart, which
propelled it down his veins all over to the far reaches of his body.

He raised his head and let it fall back, overwhelmed by the pulsing
waves of delight that radiated from his penis. His cries had begun to
resemble sobs of joy.

Geordi was having a more difficult time keeping his arousal in check
as the intoxicating sound of Data's pleasure echoed in his ears.
Data's rigid sex was quivering in his hand as he stroked it, which
made his own cock tremble with want.

"Data... Data..." Geordi whispered, kissing his dark, wavy hair and
then gliding his tongue along the edge of Data's ear. "I love you so
much..."

Data took Geordi's face in his hands, kissing him almost roughly, and
he panted, "Geordi, I love you... I love you..."

Geordi once again settled between Data's legs, slowly rotating his
hips, voluptuously grazing his lover's aching shaft. "I'm gonna...
make you come now," Geordi breathed in Data's ear. Then his hips began
undulating against Data's, this time quickly picking up speed.

"Oh... Ohhhh! This feels.... this feels so good!" Data cried as
Geordi's hard, moist cock rubbed against his in ever insistent,
relentless motions, back and forth.

Geordi kissed Data's shoulder, feeling him coming closer to the edge,
feeling Data's arms tightening around his back. "Yes... let... let
go... feel it..." he encouraged, his lips tasting the nectar of
Data's exertion as they brushed against his throat.

"Ah... Geordi... ah! It's -it's..." Data yelled, arching his spine,
his golden eyes widening with surprise for a moment and then rolling
back as his eyelids closed, his thin lips parting, his long fingers
clenching.

Geordi felt Data's warm semen spilling against his stomach as Data
convulsed with rapture. "Oh God, Data..." he groaned, feeling his own
release approaching -and then he gasped, his arms encircling Data's
shoulders tightly.

Data's eyelids fluttered as the strength of his orgasm began to
dissipate. A rush of satisfaction submerged him like a tide. His penis
gradually softened, a few last shooting stars of pleasure making his
toes and fingers pulsate.

After a while, he didn't know how long, he felt Geordi rolling over on
his back and getting up from the bed. Where is he going, Data thought,
but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes. Shortly after, he
heard Geordi returning to the room and getting back into bed. He felt
Geordi wiping his stomach and penis with a warm wet cloth and then
drying him gently.

"Mmmm..." Data sighed. There was something about Geordi's gesture that
was wonderfully soothing.

Geordi lay down next to him again, drawing him in his arms. Data put
his head upon his lover's chest and snuggled against him, one arm
wrapped around Geordi's smooth abdomen, one leg tucked between his.

"Geordi," he murmured, his lips curved in a peaceful smile.

Geordi stroked his friend's dark brown hair, sighing happily. "That
was incredible."

Data laughed softly. "Yes, it was," he replied. Then he looked up at
Geordi, and there was regret in his golden eyes. "I wish... I wish I
had been able to tell you..."

Geordi frowned slightly. "Tell me what, Data?"

Data shrugged, and shook his head sadly. "That I could... that I was
blocking my emotions. Deep inside, I knew you would have understood.
That's why... in my dreams... it's you I called for help. Geordi... I
was just so scared and confused. I wanted to tell you... but the
programs I had designed were so buried deeply, even I was barely aware
of their existence. You were special to me... I shared all that I
could with you."

Geordi swallowed and held him tightly. "It's all right, it's all
right, I understand..." he said, running his fingers through Data's
hair. "Just promise me you'll tell me what's on your mind from now on,
okay?"

"I promise," Data said with a child-like solemnity that reminded
Geordi of Data as he used to be when he was still a machine.

"Data..." Geordi said, prompting him upwards until they lay face to
face. "You can always tell me your feelings. Okay? I'll be there for
you... I'll listen to you... You can always count on me when things
aren't so easy."

Data rested his hand on the side of Geordi's face. "I love you,
Geordi," he said.

"I love you too, Data," Geordi replied, pulling him close until their
lips met again.

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The End