p/q rec(ish) for the ladies who greatly enriched my evening with squee

[cimorene]

the large number of p/q dream scenarios in this story make it my second favorite--even though i've never even read two thirds of it, because around that time it dissolves into lines "He moved closer and pressed his hardening cock into the soft, firm thigh of the man he barely knew and yet wanted to spend the rest of his life with." and "'I want to have you touch me forever.'" it passes the limit of what i can withstand, as well as pretty much resolving the relationship tension, soon after that.  in fact, i don't think i even have any idea what happens in the third part.  perhaps i'll check it out some time.

eta: i gave in and have been fast-forwarding through the boring bits to find gems such as

"Oh, look at the starship captain in his all-together."

"I thought you had left."

Q stood in the doorway, pouting, his own uniform fitting him snugly as he watched Picard don briefs, undershirt, and jumper with efficient movements.

"Yes, I'm just dying to get back to those rugch beetles," Q drawled.

Picard tugged his uniform into place and turned with a calm expression. "Just don't change the room around too much while I'm gone."

"Just don't change the universe around too much while I'm busy introducing this Starfleet shoebox to a little style."