Archive of Our Own ^beta

"Relish every bite. Make every one an event."

She knew exactly the effect she was having on him, and he knew she was doing it on purpose. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

"And then, with the last spoonful, close your eyes..."

Will squirmed slightly in his seat as he watched her wrap her mouth around the spoon, his mind on only one thing now. When Deanna opened her eyes again, a playful sparkle shining in them, he managed to bring himself back into the moment.

"I had no idea it was such a ritual," he said, pleased with himself for being able to speak so casually, as if he didn't want to reach across the table and -

"Chocolate is a serious thing," she told him, and went back to casually spooning her chocolate, as if she had no idea what she had done to him. He leaned forward, seizing the opportunity.

"I brought something back from Risa," he told her, voice low, "Better than chocolate."

"Oh?" She asked, clearly intrigued, "What is it?"

"Just a game," he told her, but his smile said so much more. And when Deanna returned his smile with one of her own, he knew this would be good.

Chocolate forgotten, Deanna stood from the table and reached for his hand.

"Well then," she said, as Will stood with her, "Let's play."

***

Back in his quarters, Deanna made herself comfortable while he went to get the game. She didn't know what this mystery game was all about, but from their flirting in Ten-Forward, she knew where it might lead, and she was more than fine with that.

Her relationship with Will was complex to say the least, but the fact was that they still loved each other, even after all this time, even though things had changed between them. There was no one she felt closer to, and she knew he felt the same about her. That closeness had occasionally led to something more, and while it would be an understatement to say they had enjoyed those times, there was still something unspoken between them, a line they weren't ready to cross.

That didn't mean they couldn't have some fun once in a while.

Her thoughts were interrupted as Will returned with a strange looking device in his hand. She looked at him quizzically and he smiled.

"You wear it like this," he said as he slipped it onto her head, adjusting it so that she would be able to see properly.

Deanna could feel his anticipation, and was ready to play this game with him. She waited for Will to put one of the devices on his own head, and furrowed her brow when he made no move to do so.

"Where is yours?"

"Oh, this is just for you," he told her, with that gleam in his eye that she knew all too well. But she refused to be distracted by it.

"I thought we were going to play together?" Deanna looked at him with wide eyes and a pout that she knew would drive him mad, and was rewarded with a low groan from Will.

"We are," he managed, and before she could question him further, he pressed a button on the side of the device and a game board suddenly appeared before her.

To say she was disappointed would not quite capture her feeling when she saw the game. She wasn't sure exactly what she had been expecting, but this definitely wasn't it.

"What-" she began, but stopped when she felt Will join her on the sofa, sliding his body behind hers and running his hands through her hair. He moved her hair to the side and she could feel him fiddling with the clasp on the back of her uniform.

"Just relax," he whispered, breath warm on her neck, making her shiver. "Focus on moving the disk into the cone."

She was skeptical, but did as she was told, focusing her mind on the task. It didn't help that Will was slowly unzipping her uniform as she tried. What exactly was going on here?

And in an instant, she understood. The disk flew into the cone and she was immediately met with a tiny jolt of pleasure. She gasped at the unexpected sensation, shuddering as Will slid the top of her uniform down and off her arms.

"Oh," she breathed, gasping again as Will's warm hands slid around to cup her breasts, the sensation causing the next disk to fly immediately home, rewarding her with another burst of pleasure, this one a little stronger than the last.

"Do you like it?" Will asked, kissing his way from her ear down to her shoulder.

"Oh yes!"

Will shifted again as he felt her body react to the third level of the game. As much as he had enjoyed playing the game himself, watching her play was a whole new level of erotic. He moved to kneel in front of her, groaning as she instinctively grabbed his arm, nails digging into his skin through the fabric of his uniform. He leaned closer to her, mouth hovering just above one nipple, breath hot against the sensitive skin.

"Will!" She cried, releasing his arm so she could pull his head closer, and he obliged, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking gently, tongue playing over the tip. He ran his hands down her sides, fingernails dragging lightly across her skin.

She was racing through the levels now, eagerly seeking out the pleasure that came with the completion of each new challenge, letting them enhance the physical sensations she was getting from Will.

But she wanted more. Not just from the game, from him.

Carefully, so as not to dislodge the game, she moved to lay back on his sofa, slipping out of her uniform as she went. As the reward for level 11 washed over her, she reached frantically for the fasteners of Will's uniform, whimpering softly when she couldn't quite get at them.

"Let me," Will offered, voice full of arousal, and in moments he, too, was naked, hovering over her so he could catch her mouth in a deep kiss as his hand drifted to play between her legs.

"God, Will," she moaned again, the feelings coming from his hand, his mouth, and his mind nearly overwhelming her with intensity as the game continued to increase the pleasure it provided. She could barely see the game anymore, but it didn't matter. Somehow the pleasure from Will was causing the game to play almost automatically, and she moved her attention to him, her small hand curling around his arousal.

"Fuck, Deanna," he growled, thrusting into her hand as he slipped a finger inside her. God, she was so wet, all he wanted was to -

Do it, he heard in his mind, and that was all the encouragement he needed.

Deanna bit back a scream of pleasure as Will pulled his hand away and thrust into her, frantically. His voice chanted her name endlessly into her mind as they moved together, their rhythm increasing each time she passed another level.

It was all more than either of them could take and they came together, groaning each other's name through heated kisses. Deanna clung to Will, letting go only long enough to toss the game aside. She lay back onto the sofa, bringing his body flush against hers and holding him tightly as her orgasm subsided.

They lay there together for what seemed like hours, breathing heavily and reveling in the aftermath of their lovemaking.

"I think you're right," Deanna finally said. Will lifted his head to look down at her.

"About what?" He asked.

"Much better than chocolate."