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. Feedback address: caitn@mindspring.com Advertisement: Part of the SAC-2003 at: http://www.kardasi.com/Advent/2003 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