Harry snuck into Seven's cargo bay. His shift had just finished, and he knew that she was away for a week investigating a planet in a dense nebula with the ever lively Tuvok. He found he could no longer deny his basic impulses. The door opened, and Harry thought he was in heaven, when he saw that one of her uniforms. Well to call it a uniform was to flatter it, Harry tried to control his breathing as he approached the catsuit that was draped over the console.
"Yes, Yes!!!" he thought to himself. The away mission was organised before Seven had a chance to put her clothing priorities high enough up for them to be tidied away. Tentatively with his hands gently shaking, he picked up the the pale purple outfit. It still held her aroma. He pressed the crotch to his nose and inhaled deeply, taking it fully into his lungs as he almost came with excitement.
He put the catsuit back over the console and tried to control his raging erection. A starfleet uniform didn't allow a man to hide any.... excitement he might feel. Harry finished walking around the cargo bay, finding nothing else that had the same effect. Once he had control of himself again, he left and went to the holodeck, to give himself a vigourous work out. He gave a small cough as he walked out the door, listening to it close behind him as he marched down the corridor.
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