Author: Cait N.
Title: The Night Before
Series: TOS
Pairing: Chapel/Rand
Codes: Christmas, humor, poem
Rating: R
Summary: The night before Christmas on Enterprise, and two lovely
ladies are having quite a night!
Disclaimer: Paramount owns the characters, I just borrow them on
occasion.
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Note: Thanks to Kira for making this all possible!
Beta: My husband John deserves the thanks. Any remaining mistakes
are mine.



"The Night Before"
by Cait N. - December 2003


T'was the night before Christmas and all through the ship,
the crew worked overtime, the bedroom to equip.
The satin sheets were turned back by housekeeping with care
in hopes that Rand and Chapel soon would be there.

The workday world was chased from their minds
concerns they had, but of a sexual kind.
Janice in her lingerie, Christine in the buff
Had just settled in for some of that foreplay stuff.

When outside their room there arose such a clatter
they sprang from their bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the door they flew at a jog,
opened the door, their mouths all agog.

The hallway was filled with many a box
Stacked by Kirk, who was grinning like a fox.
The boxes there were oh so many
Big, short, fat, tall and skinny.

"Your friends want to help, that's why I am here
Look what they sent you, they're all so dear.
From Sulu, a tongue extension, not sure if it'll fit
From the looks of his tongue he sure could use it.

"From Spock, body paints, of the edible kind
Scented to drive you out of your mind.
From Scotty, his sense of humor each of you recalls
I believe these things are dissolving benwa balls.

"This big box with the bow, have no clue, but it's heavy as shit.
The tag says from Uhura, wouldn't be surprised if she were in it.
Chekov sends his love and wishes for your romance
He sent you some music and hopes you'll dance.

"McCoy sends these handcuffs made of plastic,
A vibrator, I hope, or a dildo gigantic.
Amanda sends these clamps, they look like they're tight
It it hurts, she says, you're doing it right.

"Lets see, yes I believe that's all but for mine,
For the couple I have a bottle of wine.
Nectar of the Gods, for these two that we all do adore,
May your love soon consummate before Christine starts to snore."

Kirk strolled down the hall whistling a tune quite romantic
The door behind him closed, to the bed they raced frantic.
"Oh my god, yes, right there, that's the spot
Get me off, I can't stand it, God I'm so hot."

Janice moaned and writhed, came dozens of times
Christine smiled through it all and relished her whines.
Janice pushed her away, panting desperately for breath
Then whispered, "Oh I just love you to death."

She kissed Christine's breasts then further down south
Her clit she engulfed in the heat of her mouth.
Christine held out, until orgasm overpowered her will
Janice swallowed her love juice, not a drop did she spill.

It went on from there, do you need me to elucidate
If it was possible they tried it, found all of it great.
They collapsed on the bed, exhausted and sated
In the afterglow of good sex they luxuriated.

The next morning a card did they discover
Signed by the crew, its words most clever:
"May your years of happiness be never ceasing
May your orgasms in number be ever increasing."


THE END
