Fields of Exploration -By Babs Bunny and Beth C Summary: This is a direct sequel to "Test Run" by Babs Bunny and Janeway. Kitt decides his litte 'discovery' was a bit too public, and needs to explore this new side he has discovered. Rating: R - Adult Situations Disclaimer: Knight Rider and it's characters are copyright to Glen A Larson. We are making no money off this fic. We did it just for fun. ( Who could resist?) _____________________________________________________________________________________ A couple of days after the initial test of his new feature, Kitt was left in a state of emotional confusion. The feeling he had experienced and the power surge (or 'orgasm', as Michael had stated) that resulted felt marvelous, and he had to admit, he wanted to feel it again. But at the same time, he couldn't help feeling exposed. As good as it felt, he didn't deem such actions appropriate public behaviour for a car. And then there was the little deal of crying out Michael's name in the heat of the moment. He felt his engine temperature rise in embarrassment at the thought. He wasn't sure what to make of that, and this wasn't the sort of thing you could ask just anyone about. He decided to keep thoughts on this last matter to himself. He sure as anything didn't understand why he yelled what he did, and he certainly didn't think anyone else would, especially Michael. He had advised Bonnie that he needed some time to analyze the results of the first test they had run. She had agreed that he did need some time to himself. Bonnie also wanted to run her findings through the Foundation's computers. She had dragged Michael away from the car right after the very embarrassing display and his very outspoken comment. Now he was alone. Which is how he preferred it. He had driven out into the Foundation's empty field, back behind the main labs. The grass was thicker here, haven't yet been mowed and it tickled the new sensor. How he loved that feeling. Yet at the same time, he needed to find out just what it was that caused him to call out Michael's name. The car sighed, staying put for a few minutes. He wasn't exactly sure what he should do next or how to go about it. A soft breeze whispered around the car just then, rustling the grass around him, and subsequently stimulating the sensor even more. He shuddered with pleasure and moaned a little, but caught himself just as the noise escaped him. He scanned the area, mortified. What if someone had heard him? But his scanner located no one nearby and he relaxed. Mulling over the situation at hand a little more, he directed his attention to the little voice deep down inside that told him to just relax, enjoy himself and just let everything go. Kitt pondered this thought and the more he thought about it, the more appealing the idea was. Just let everything go... He was alone. No one could find him, no one was going to bother him, and he could do what he pleased. The very thought of letting go of all his usual inhibitions and distinguished codes of conduct and repose had a very primal appeal to it. Kitt gently rocked himself back and forth a little, rustling the grass underneath of him and tittilating the sensor. He moaned again, and this time he let it happen. He felt it begin again, that wonderful feeling of wanting something that was just out of his reach. He lost himself completely in the feeling, rocking to increase the sensation. Is this what Michael experiences each time he... Michael. That one thought of his driver, the body nestled comfortably in the seat, had Kitt even more excited than he ever thought possible. Michael. He wanted Michael and he didn't know why. Just the image of Michael in his memory banks made him want to increase the friction even more. Michael, Michael, MICHAEL. The rocking was now building up to a crescendo that he would be unable to control. He was moaning now, panting with desire, using all the techniques available to him. He had to.. oh... wanted to.. heck.. he needed to release the pressure building inside him. He was so preoccupied that he didn't see that the object of his desire was watching him from just over the next ridge. Michael hunched behind a fallen log, obscured from Kitt's sensors, intrigued at what the car was doing. Kitt rocked himself back and forth on the grass, grunting and moaning in a fit of ecstatic bliss. Suddenly he stopped. The grass alone felt wonderful but he needed something to rub against, something that would give him more of that wonderful feeling. Scanning the area, he found the perfect stimulant. A small piece of timber, lying a few meters to his left. It was relatively smooth, and the right size. Without a moment's hesitation, Kitt drove over and maneuvered himself over the timber until it was nestled in between his rear wheels. He then very slowly moved back and forth, revelling in the feeling the timber gave as he rubbed the sensor against it. He gave a passionate growl and panted as he masturbated. "Oh," he panted to himself. "Oh my..this feels..so good...." Gradually his thoughts turned to his partner and as he pleasured himself he fantasized that it was not a piece of timber creating the sensations, but Michael. Michael running his hand over the sensor...caressing it with his fingers..maybe even..yes. Michael running his tongue over it slowly. Kitt became immersed in these fantasies and the more immersed he became the more intimate they evolved. He wasn't sure where these ideas were coming from, and there was a small part of him that was surprised that he was capable of thinking such things. But he didn't care. He wanted the feeling. He wanted the release of pleasure, and he wanted Michael. Only faintly aware of what he was doing, he quickened his pace a little and moaned again. "My goodness... Yes...oh my..oh yes..oh..Michael yes...please...Michael..oh..." Michael had watched as much as he was able to without making a disturbance. When Kitt had rolled away to the spot with the timber he had rolled ever so close to Michael's hiding place. Now he listened as his partner continued to call his name. The idea that his partner desired him in this capacity was actually exciting in a strange sort of way. Michael did not want to interrupt Kitt's little pleasure session, but he knew that if he let this continue they would have a hard time, no pun intended, working together. He had to first get his partner satisfied so they could talk. Kitt was still too busy rocking and moaning that he didn't see Michael slip out from behind the log, and creep down below the grassline. He slid along the grass, keeping well below the sight of any of Kitt's other sensors, much less the one he was fixated on. When Michael was close enough he did the only thing he could think of doing. Kitt was very close now from what Michael could determine. His partner was going full force at that piece of timber. It would only take a few short strokes... Michael reached under the back end of the car with one hand. He began to expertly stroke the sensor with firm strokes, caressing and pleasuring in a way he hoped would send Kitt over the last hurdle still waiting in front of him. "Oh Michael..Michael...." Kitt moaned before panting hard and bucking violently a few times. Suddenly he froze, every molecule in his body tensing up. "Yes...oh...this feels so good...MICHAEL!!!!!!!!!!" The last word ended in a wild passionate scream, much louder than the incident in the lab. He ground himself desparately against what he thought was still the timber and screamed Michael's name again, the scream echoeing across the field. Suddenly oil coursed out from under him, coating Michael's hand in the process. Kitt came in spurts and every light on his dash and scanner glowed with a fierce brightness. He tensed up once more with a strangled cry. "OH!" He then collapsed suddenly, his tires deflating somewhat, every light going dark. Panting, he lay in a daze for a moment before coming to slowly. Once he was capable of coherent thought again he scanned the area, still feeling something between his wheels, and gasped in shock at his discovery. "MICHAEL?!" Without a second thought he revved his engine and lurched forward away from his partner before whirling around in a 180 and regarding him, his scanner whisking back and forth at a frantic pace. "Michael I..what are you doing here? I thought..I mean I thought I was alone and.." He stopped himself, the sheer mortification of it all setting in. "Oh my..Michael I don't know what got into me. I d-don't..don't...oh dear.." He backed up a bit, overwhelmed with shame at what he had done. Michael wiped his hand on his jeans and sat up from where he had laid on the ground. He regarded Kitt with a gentle expression. "Kitt, what just happened now was nothing to be embarrassed about." "But, Michael..." Kitt tried to explain but found he had no words that would adequately express his inner turmoil. On one hand, he was still basking in the afterglow of what was only his second orgasm, this one caused by the object of his desire. On the other hand, he had been caught doing something no decent car should have been doing. Michael stood and took a few steps closer to his buddy, his pal, and now, in a sense his lover. "Kitt, we need to talk. About this new sensor of yours and your feelings towards me." Kitt backed away and increased the swish of his scanner, unable to do much else, he was now upset with himself for letting it get this far out of hand. "I'm very confused, Michael." The shame he felt was conveyed through every word he spoke. "I think I can help you, if you'll only let me." Michael took another step closer to the car. "I've had experience with what you are dealing with. Trust me, willya, pal?" Kitt took a few moments to relive the experience in his memory banks. It had been so good, felt so right, especially at the end when Michael had... He sighed. He needed to talk to someone, desparately needed an explanation of what was right to feel and what wasn't. He considered just driving off and trying to handle this on his own, but wasn't that what just gotten him into trouble? Michael was still standing there, waiting patiently, his expression one of peace. Kitt opened his door, coming to a decision. He needed to tell Michael everything. Maybe they could come to an agreement that would allow their friendship to continue. It was just so embarrassing to be caught doing something that really should never have been started. He wondered idly why Bonnie had decided to give him this sensor in the first place. Michael climbed into the seat, his voice soft and gentle, like the one of a father giving his first sex talk to his son. "Kitt, let me explain a few things to you. First of all, there is nothing wrong with pleasure just for pleasure's sake. Nothing you were doing was wrong. It was entirely natural for you to want to feel what you felt in the lab again." Kitt pondered this. "So humans do this often?" His memory banks included factual details of human sex but facts lacked the more intimiate answers he desired. Michael had to grin. "More often than you know. But what we really need to talk about is why you are so infatuated with me." He rested one hand lovingly on the dash, waiting expectantly for Kitt's answer. Kitt cleared his throat. "I..I can't explain precisely why I feel the way I do about you Michael. You've always been a good friend and partner. But when I was..in the throes of pleasure earlier, something else came into play. The feel of you in my driver's seat..your hands on the steering wheel. Your voice..the way you look.." Kitt paused for a moment, feeling his sensor start to tingle slightly between his rear wheels as he recalled these feelings. He took a few calming breaths and then regarded Michael for a moment. "Michael..you are a very attractive man. I'm not sure why I think of you and not Bonnie or even another car. But I do..and..and..." Kitt took a deep breath. "And it feels right." There. It was said and now he waited for Michael's reaction. Michael ran one hand over the dash, considering what Kitt just told him. It wasn't all that unexpected considering Kitt was one of a kind, unique and very limited in his choices. He wanted his partner to experience all the best there was in life. It just didn't seem right that Kitt would think of anyone other than his partner. Michael realized that he would have been upset if he had heard Kitt calling out Bonnie, or even Devon's name! "Kitt, I'm really quite pleased that you think of me when doing something that intimate." "You are?" Kitt replied, clearly shocked at Michael's answer. Michael nodded. "Yes, I am." He shifted his body slightly, and placed his hands back on the gull-wing. He began to stroke it sensually. "We're partners, right?" "Yes," Kitt began. "Then let me be your partner in *every* sense of the word. Bonnie saw fit to equip you with this new sensor, so let me be the one to show you new ways to enjoy it." He moved his hands from the wheel to the dash and caressed the voicebox lovingly. Kitt purred as Michael continued his sensual massage. His sensor definately began to tingle this time with the same longing he had felt before. What he didn't know was how to get Michael out of the seat and back *under* his chassis. Michael continued his caress and Kitt slowly began rocking back and forth again. He came to his senses though and stopped, struggling to regain composure. It felt nice, and his object of passion was now adding to the stimulation, but it was different now that he wasn't alone. Still, he remembered Michael's words as well as his own thoughts about letting go. This was all very odd to him, and very new. There was a lot that he didn't understand. But he knew how he felt and that feeling was very strong. He decided to just let it all out. Michael understood. Michael always understood. "Michael.." the car spoke up in a soft pleading voice. "Please...show me the pleasures of this sensor." Michael smiled and reached for the door. "Kitt, I will not only show you the pleasures of the sensor, I will show you something else." "What?" Kitt asked hesitantly. "Let me put it in terms you can understand. What you were doing before, both in the lab and earlier, well that was considered sexual pleasure." Michael exited the car and walked around to the back of it trailing his hands over the molecular bonded shell, keeping his touch gentle, like he would with any woman. "What I'm going to show you now is making love. That involves an emotional connection between both parties." "Making love? Michael is that even possible?" Kitt felt his chassis quiver with the very thought of it. Michael thought a moment. "Kitt, pop the trunk." When the hatch obligingly opened Michael reached in and took out a blanket then closed it. He spread the blanket out under the back end of the car on the soft grass, unfolding it just enough to give a bit of added height. He removed his shirt and climbed under the car, feet first on the blanket. He took off and activated his comlink, placing it near his head so Kitt could hear his every word. "Buddy," he spoke as he lightly touched the sensor. "I want you to think of me while I do this." Kitt quivered at the sound of the sensual voice and the light touch. Michael began doing things with his hand and tongue that Kitt had only imagined. But one thing kept him from enjoying fully. How was he to please Michael? Suddenly he had an idea. "Michael.." he spoke up, his voice shaky with desire. "Wait. I-I think I have an idea as to how we can reciprocate each other's ministrations." "Yeah?" replied Michael, curious. He stopped for a moment. "How's that?" Kitt continued, feeling a tad nervous. "Well..you have an erogynous zone that is situated in a similar place on you as mine is on me. What if..what if we were to stimulate each other by rubbing ourselves against each other's respective areas? Would that work?" Kitt's voice became more of a whisper as he spoke, and he quietly began to pant a little. Michael thought for a moment, considering. He was out in public after all, but the overgrown grass hid most of everything they were doing. And he did want to please his partner. Something about actually using his body to please his partner excited him. "Kitt, it normally doesn't work that way, at least not for men, but in this case, I'm willing to give it a shot." Michael stopped what he was doing to Kitt, to remove his clothes, and now lay fully nude underneath the car. He was aroused and it showed. He folded the blanket up a bit more to give him added height as he positioned himself underneath Kitt's sensor. "Kitt, if this is going to work, we are going to need some form of lubrication." The idea of trying it dry was not a pleasant one. Kitt let a bit of oil drip out of the pipe near the sensor and Michael rubbed it sensually on himself, talking to Kitt as he did so, describing what he was doing and using his other hand to stroke Kitt's sensor. Kitt panted as he felt the energy begin to build. Any moment now, Michael would be placing his hot body up against his own, and the thought of making love to his partner was driving him wild. He just hoped that it could bring Michael the same pleasure he was feeling himself. For the first time, he realized now just why humans made such a big deal out of intimate relations. He felt Michael press his body up against the sensor and begin to slowly move. "Kitt, oh Kitt," Michael moaned as he twisted his hips a bit to bring himself better in contact with the sensor. The jolt of pleasure at the contact made Kitt shake with desire. He began to rock slowly, letting it build. "Michael..this feels so wonderful...yes.." Kitt murmured, panting shakily as he spoke. He slowly moved himself back and forth as he spoke and the sensation of Michael's body underneath of him was indescribable. He lowered the back half of himself just a tad and began grinding himself against Michael passionately, emitting a low satisfied growl as he did so. Everything felt so primal. They were alone, secluded and cloaked by nature's kingdom. All inhibitions and reservations of civilization were forgotten, and they could do what they pleased for there was no one around to tell them no. Kitt relished this idea as much as he possibly could. He then paused for a moment, just sitting still and revelling in the feel of Michael's naked body against his. "Oh...yes.." he purred before switching tactics somewhat. Now instead of simply rocking back and forth he brought his hydraulics into play, lifting his back half up and down slightly in a slow thrusting motion as he rubbed up against Michael. "Michael, you feel so good. I..oh..." Kitt moaned lustily as he made love with his partner. "I never want this to end.." Michael was getting close, he felt it begin at the base of his spine, working it's way into his consciousness. It wasn't the same as a woman but it felt pretty damn close. Kitt's sensor was just soft enough that the friction was filling him with waves of unbridled pleasure. It wasn't going to take much more. "Kitt," he panted into the comlink, still lying on the ground. "Kitt, yes..." he moaned. "I'm about to..." Michael didn't get a chance to finish his sentance as his climax suddenly washed over him. He released a loud groan, as jets of fluid were expelled to land right on Kitt's sensor as his body convulsed in pure orgasmic bliss. "KIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTT!!!!! YESSSSSSSS!!!" Kitt felt Michael climax and it filled his processors with a new sensation. Satisfaction. The whole experience of making love was intoxicating. He now needed his release more than ever before. He increased the pace of his thrusts and as he felt the warm liquid on his sensor, it didn't take much to bring him to a climax of his own. "Michael...Michael..OH!!!!!!" He shivered and then froze up, before unleashing a pulsing stream of oil which splashed down, intermingling with Michael's release and coated his partner's chest with the sticky fluid. "MICHAEL!!!" Kitt cried out in ecstacy as the waves of his orgasm crashed down over him again and again, causing more oil to course out of him and every light he had to light up as bright as they possibly could. He rubbed up against Michael, savouring the feel of his driver between his wheels. A few more thrusts and then it subsided, leaving KITT to collapse somewhat in exhaustion. Kitt quivered from exhertion. This was possibly the most powerful thing he had ever felt, and it topped anything he had felt from self-indulgance. He reclined overtop Michael, pressing against his partner lightly, but at the same time, taking care not to crush him with hs weight. Michael felt warm and moist underneath of him and he gave a shuddery sigh in pure bliss. "Oh Michael.." he spoke up in a shaky voice as soon as he was together enough to talk. "Michael that was beautiful..you feel so wonderful, I..." he paused for a second and then continued, his voice getting an almost tear-choked tone to it, if that was even possible. "Michael thank you....." Michael reached down and wiped some of the sticky goo off his body, using the blanket for a towel. He smiled as he listened to Kitt express himself. "Now don't get all maudlin on me, Buddy. I told you beforehand that making love is one of life's greatest joys. It is the ultimate way to express to someone just how much they mean to you." Kitt raised himself up enough to let Michael slide out. He was still glowing from their shared release and he had to get Michael to repeat what he had just said. "I beg your pardon? Michael, what do you mean?" Michael dressed as much as was possible, he had removed most of the mess now, but left his shirt off as he came to sit inside Kitt. "What I mean, Kitt, is that I did what I did not only to teach you the wonders of the sexual world, but as a way to express how I feel for you." *Feel for you.* Those words hung in the air, as Kitt processed the meaning behind them. "Michael, I don't understand." Michael relaxed in the seat, one hand draped lazily over the gull-wing. "Then let me simplify it for you Kitt. You are the best thing that's ever happened to me. You are more than a pal, more than my friend, more than my buddy. And now you're my lover." His handsome face lit up with the words. "I want us to build on what we have started today. I've always known it, but never been able to say it until now. Kitt, I love you." Those three words had a magical air about them. Kitt took each one in and let them linger in his CPU. He struggled to find the words to respond. After a few minutes of silence, other than the soft swishing noise his scanner made as it lazily moved back and forth, he spoke up in a soft almost shy voice. "Michael...I love you too..oh, how I love you..." He sighed in happiness as he felt Michael snuggle back in his seat. Filled with a whirlwind of emotion, he felt like bursting into tears, shouting happy things as loud as he could, or turboboosting as high as he could go, or perhaps all three at once. However he did none of these things. Instead he composed himself, made a quiet almost inaudible noise that sounded oddly like a sniff, and spoke up in a more steady voice that had a hint of reluctance to it. "Michael, it looks like it will be dark soon. Perhaps we had better head back to the Foundation quarters." Michael shook his head in reply. "There's no hurry Kitt." he said. "We can at least sit and watch the sun set. Would you like that, pal?" "More than you'll ever know," replied Kitt. The two lovers quietly sat amidst the huge field, watching the sky turn various shades of oranges, pinks and purples. There was silence all around them, save for the rustling of the grass and the occasional call of a killdeer flitting across the twilight sky. But deep inside each of them, their hearts sang loudly of a happiness and a sense of completeness that neither of them had ever experienced before. The End |
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