#data x reader

x gn! Reader, not explicit

Q

"Of course, I could relieve you from this burden with just a snap of my fingers..." Q leans over, his mere breath on your ear eliciting a moan that would leave you mortified if not for your current situation. "...but where'd be the fun in that?"

Surprisingly, there is no gloating in his voice, yet no pity either - just the ample satisfaction of aiding you during such a rare occurence. After all, he can turn this ordeal into the most mindblowing experience.

With a quick gesture he changed sceneries - that much time for theatralics need be - now dressed like your literal knight in a shining armor.

His hands barely grace the skin as they roam your body with mock hesitation, and soon your eyes flutter shut, tears spilling over nonetheless at this torturous denial of your needs.

"Anyone ever told you you're crying when you're beautiful?" he coos with a mischievous yet sympathetic smile, planting his lips on the wet stains of your cheek. You instinctively offer him your neck and he gladly accepts, feeling like he's everywhere at once as infnite kisses prickle on your sensitive skin.

A shuddering breath escapes you just before he catches your mouth with his, eagerly swallowing every little sound you make while one hand softly trails down your spine.

It's just a pretaste of what's to come.

"Just say the word, mon amour, and I'll make it happen."

Lore

"My my, how pathetic..."

Lore takes his sweet time walking over to where you were writhing on the sheets, stopping right at your bedside to dwell just a little longer in the sounds of your begging in between uncontrolled moans.

He looks down on you with an amused condescension, but hidden beneathe the gold of his eyes lies something way more tender.

"You biologicals sure are...peculiar." A rather mild choice of words, at least for his standards.

You shudder violently as his knuckles brush your cheek in a rare moment of softness, agitated nerves flaring up at his most welcomned touch and yet it wasn't nearly enough.

"To be this effected by something so trivial..." he mumbles with meek fascination, and yet he can't deny seeing you this receptive stirrs something inside of him as well.

To not prolong your suffering Lore swiftly climbs on top of you, unable to wipe the self-satisfied smirk off his face as you impatiently wrap both arms and legs around him.

"I'd never willingly do a favor to an organic" he rasps with barely contained vigor, hips brushing against yours to make you feel just how desperate he is for you as well. "But for you, I'll make an exception...

Data

"I am indeed capable of easing your predicament" Data states matter-of-factly, his hands hovering reluctantly in the air. "But my ethical subroutines render me uncertain whether it would be the morally correct way of handling such a delicate situation."

You let out a deep, frustrated groan as you straddle the android's lap, desperately clinging onto him as you try to ease your condition, but even this proximity cannot grant you relief.

The Lt. Commander steadies you with a firm grip and you melt into his touch, leading his hands into more beneficial parts of your body while feverishly bucking your hips against his to provoke any kind of reaction.

"However, considering all variables..." he audibly paused as he feels you up, hearing your repeated audible consent and unmistakeable request. "...under these special circumstances, I deduce leaving a valued comrade in this state of distress would be more harmful than the alternative."

Data's touch is cautious, inexperienced and at the same time as calculated as everything about him, mindful of every minicule signal he so adoringly observes.

He sees the way goosebumps rise subtly wherever his fingers dance across your curves, feels the cold sweat of your forehead against the bioplast of his chest, hears the decadent symphony of moans escaping your throat.

Your current state is so primal, every reaction to him so intense, he cannot help to think you're an poetic allegory of human connection.

It's sheer impossible to refuse when you're offering such a precious insight.

• Mirror Universe Data

• Dark power dynamics

• Psychological conditioning

• Villain x Reader

• Hurt and obedience arcs

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