Knight in Shinning Armor
Part One: The Unfortunately Necessary Plot
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Jimmy and Ryan. Other than that, it's Paramount.
WARNING: There is some harsh language, I mean it's not every other word, but it is pretty harsh in the beginning part of the story. So it is rated T+.
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"No kidding?" the young ensign asked his friend, a slightly older Lieutenant.
"No kidding, Jimmy," he laughed. "She's the best I've ever had. You'd think with that prissy stuck-up exterior she's be boring and by the book." Lieutenant Tenors told the enthralled Ensign Jimmy Cane. "She's the wildest bitch I ever fucked."
Jimmy stared at his friend's language. "Really Ryan? Wild?"
Ryan smiled lewdly. "Wildest bitch ever. She wouldn't even settle in one spot, we fucked everywhere! Deanna Troi is one crazy slut."
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Will had been keeping tabs on the conversations in Ten Forward. There was one in particular that concerned him: two young officers, two tables away. He was infuriated by what he heard. They had no right to insult her in suck a profane manor. They had no right to insult her at all.
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"So I told her that I might not be properly motivated. Begging is worthless," Ryan explained non-chalantly.
"You told her 'no'?" Jimmy gaped.
Ryan's smile grew. "So, then, right there in her office, she started to strip down; all sexy-like. Then she stood nude, wearing nothing but a lascivious smile. She said . . . ha . . . she said 'Does this properly motivate you?'" Ryan leaned back in his chair. "So, I fucked her. I fucked her so hard Doctor Crusher relieved us both from duty because of over exertion. Deanna and I fucked for two days straight." Ryan grinned at his friend knowingly. His grinning stopped when Commander William T. Piker walked up behind him.
"Lieutenant," he scolded gently, "you are in uniform, I'd appreciate if you didn't curse so harshly."
"Yes, Sir," Ryan answered formally.
Will then grabbed Ryan by his shirt and dragged him to his feet. He drove the Lieutenant straight into the bulkhead behind him. "If I EVER" he growled through gritted teeth, inches from Ryan's face "hear you speaking of Deanna Troi in such a manor again, I'll make sure your regret your mother ever 'fucking' your father!"
No matter how brave Ryan was, even a Klingon would have folded then. "Sir, I . . ."
Will slammed Ryan against the bulkhead and lifted him by his shirt a few inches from the ground. "Deanna Troi is an honorable woman! She would NEVER CONSIDER touching your slimy hide!" he shouted without restraint, barely aware that all eyes were on him.
"Will!" came a shrill voice from behind him. "What are you going!"
Will turned his head and saw Deanna rushing over. "Either I'm defending your honor, or perhaps you would like to explain . . ." he turned back to Ryan, "How'd you put it? Oh right . . ." his gaze shifted back to Deanna, "How you 'fucked' this slime ball for two days straight!"
"Will, put him down," she said in an outrageously calm voice. As Will complied, she stepped up to the Lieutenant. She slapped him hard across the face. "You're not good enough for me," she said in a soft tone which screamed volumes for itself. "I doubt any woman would have you, you despicable cretin."
Deanna turned on her heel and walked out. Will followed her, throwing one more glare at Lieutenant Ryan Tenors.
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"Thanks, for what you did back there," Deanna said to Will as they entered her quarters.
"That maggot needed to be taught a lesson," Will snarled with leftover anger. "He'll stop spinning his lies about you."
Deanna smiled. "My knight in shinning armor."
Will shrugged. "I try."
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Okay, there's the unfortunately necessary plot. CONTINUE ON!