Chapter 8

***Note***Just so you know this is my first girl on girl lemon scene and if there are mistakes forgive me as this I have no real idea on how it goes - not my thing. Not sure if will do these types of scenes again. But I figured these two were owed a shot at one. 

Chapter Eight - Confrontations

Carol had just kissed Christine goodbye for her shift when her comm chimed. She frowned when she went over and saw that the call was from her father. Hitting the button, she answered the call.

“Hey, dad. What’s up?” she said as she sat down in front of the comm.

“I called to see how you were doing and to make sure that you weren’t hurt when the Orion’s boarded the Enterprise. I can’t trust Kirk to keep you safe.”

“Dad, I’m fine and Jim is a perfectly good Captain and Spock is a great First Officer. I enjoy working aboard the ship.” She just didn’t know how to get it through his head that the breakup was mutual. She just enjoyed sex with woman more; not to say that Jim wasn’t good.

“I just don’t understand how you can defend him? He is reckless and just using the fame of his father to keep his commission and we all know that Spock is the real brains of the two.”

Carol put her head in her hands and growled. “Dad just stop. He is a genius and the two of them work well together. Jim just sees the world differently than the rest of us. He can get from point A to Z without stopping in between.”

“He is a user Carol. He slept with you and then left you. I don’t understand how you can stand being near him. Now I am hearing rumors that you are sleeping with Nurse Chapel. What the hell is going on with you?”

‘Dad, I am bisexual. Though I lean more towards girls. Jim and I broke up because we both felt it wouldn’t work and yes, I am seeing Christine Chapel. I love her dad.”

“Love,” he scoffed. “You’re not in love. I can’t believe you! You are throwing everything away for a fling. I think you need to go to another ship or come back to Earth. I knew that you being on the Enterprise would ruin your life.”

“Dad, no one cares who I am with. I’ve earned my way on my own merit. Why are you making such a big deal out this?”

“It is wrong! That is why. You need to stop seeing that woman and find a nice young man and settle down. It is disgusting and you should know better.”

“Dammit dad. It is not disgusting or wrong and even though I love you, I am not going to breakup with her just to make you happy.”

“You will not take that tone with me. I am your father and your superior officer.”

“No, I am an adult and if you can’t accept the way I live my life then don’t bother to be in it. You may be my father and superior officer but you are being an ass. When you have removed your head from it then you are welcome in my life. Until then, you can send your orders through the proper channels, Admiral.” She disconnected the call and went over to their bed and curled up with Christine’s pillow and started to cry.

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When Christine arrived back after her shift, she found Carol curled up on their bed holding her pillow. She could see the tear tracks on her face and became concerned. “Carol, honey; what’s wrong?” She walked over and sat next to her on the bed.

“My father called and was not happy that I was seeing you. Wanted me to stop our relationship and be a good girl and find myself a nice young man,” she sneered out.

“Oh sweetheart.” She leaned down and kissed her on her lips. “I hate to say this now, but you’re dad is a real wanker.”

Carol gave a weak laugh, “Christine, make love to me.” She sat up and pulled off her pajamas that she was still wearing.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, please. Love me.”

***LEMON***

Christine smiled and leaned in to kiss her again. She ran her tongue over her lower lip and Carol opened her mouth to that questing tongue. She moaned in pleasure as it rubbed against hers and explored her mouth. Christine pushed her back down on to their bed; she stood up and quickly removed her uniform and the rest of her clothes. She got back onto the bed and cupped her breasts, thumbs brushing across plump nipples. Carol gasped at the pleasure of her touch. She did it again, enjoying the sounds coming from her lover. "You like that?" she asked, as she flicked her nipples harder and watched Carol’s face. She nodded and Christine kept up her ministrations, flicking back and forth against both of her breasts, alternating between in sync and out. She wet the tips of her thumbs with her tongue, she rubbed them over the sweet nubs and Carol let out a low moan. Christine leaned in and enveloped one nipple into her mouth; she nipped and licked at it. Carol fisted her hands in Christine’s hair to hold her in place. Her back arched off the bed as Christine moved to the other breast, swirling her tongue around the hard nipple.

She shifted her body above her lover, who wrapped her arms around her. Christine dragged the tips of her fingers over Carol’s skin, raising goose bumps and causing her to shiver. She smirked and started caressing her ribs, moving down to her stomach as she watched muscles jump and tremble at her touch. Carol reached up and started to fondle Christine’s breasts. Pinching and flicking at her large dusky nipples, until they were a rosy red. Her eyes fluttered shut and she let out a low moan, which caused Carol to smirk. She kneaded the fleshy mounds, and lifted her head to draw her nipples into her mouth. She alternated between biting and sucking on them. She gently clenched her teeth and pulled on them before letting go. Christine threw back her head and moaned in pleasure. She grabbed Carol’s hands and put them down on the bed beside her hips. She trailed wet kisses down her neck, collarbone, breasts, and abdomen; until she reached a patch of hair damp with her arousal. 

Carol spread her legs, and she began to toy with the blonde curls at the apex of her thighs. Christine could already smell her and her mouth watered at the prospect of being so close and tasting her. She pressed soft kisses to the inside of her strong legs, which trembled with each press of her lips. She moved up her thighs to her center, wanting to taste her juices. Christine dipped her head and closed her lips around the small bundle of nerves. As she sucked and nibbled on her clit she slid a finger into the warm wetness, both of them groaning at the feeling. Carol whimpered as she circled the hardened nub a few times with her tongue, trailing the wetness around. She moved her mouth down to where her fingers were and sucked hard to get her sweet essence into her mouth. She moved back to circling her clit to her entrance, probing gently at the wet softness, pushing in just enough to cause her to clench on her tongue. Christine moved her tongue back up, lazily circling the bundle of nerves. She started sinking a finger just slightly into her entrance, and out again, stroking the smooth walls of her hot core. Christine added another finger and continued to rub her walls. She felt Carol pulling at her to change position and moved until her mound was over her face. She let out a gasp, unable to do anything but moan as Carol moved her hands to her wet pussy and slid her fingers in. She slid three finger easily inside the wet heat right off the bat. Christine’s hips bucked hard, pushing her in deeper. She pumped in and out, focusing on tasting Carol as she felt her place her mouth at the center of her. She moaned again as Carol started pushing her tongue in alongside her fingers and flickered her clit with her thumb. She curled her fingers up inside her, as her mouth sucked on her bundle of nerves to bring her over. A few more pumps and she was gone, crying out Christine's name. Christine gasped and climaxed as Carol thrust four fingers into her at once and pinched hard on her clit.

***END LEMON***

They both collapsed together on the bed. Christine moved until she was cuddle up to Carol’s side. “Feel better, baby?”

“Yes. I love you,” she sighed and she drifted towards sleep.

“Love you too,” she said and gave her a kiss before closing her eyes to rest after the strenuous activities they just had.