Okay, so this is the reason for the change to an M rating - smut warning ahead, you can probably skip this one if it offends and not be too off track...

Disclaimers: All the usual ones


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As soon as the elevator doors closed, Spock pulled Nyota into his arms and rubbed his face into her neck, learning her smell. His tongue slipped out and he ran it over her pulse point, taking in her taste, as well.

Nyota shuddered as she leaned into him, needing his support as she felt her knees weaken.

"Umm," she laid her face on his chest, her hand slipping up behind his head to fondle the nape of his neck. "Just how many Brown Russians did you have?" She murmured.

"Four, no five. But alcohol does not affect Vulcans." He whispered into her ear, although he had to question the validity of his answer as he had no real explanation of his loss of his inhibitions.

"Didn't I read somewhere that chocolate acted as an inebriant?" She pulled away and looked at him.

"Where would you read something such as this?" He pulled her close again and began to nibble on her clavicle. That she had found information such as this regarding Vulcans should concern him, but at this moment in time all he could focus on was this woman in his arms. "But in reference to your query, indeed this is a fact." Spock placed his hand under her thigh and lifted it to his hip as he pushed her against the wall of the elevator.

Nyota moaned and arched her core into him. "You do realize Brown Russians contain chocolate liqueur, don't you?"

Now it was Spock's turn to pull slightly away from her. "Indeed?"

"Indeed." She bit at her lower lip and attempted to pull away from him but he held her in place.

"My inhibitions may be somewhat…relaxed; however my desire for you is not falsely fortified by any intoxicants. If you wish to return downstairs I shall accompany you." His eyes burned into hers and Nyota nodded. "Although I would prefer we retire to my suite."

"I would prefer retiring to your suite, as well." She pulled his head down to hers, capturing his lips in a searing kiss.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Spock lifted Nyota into his arms and made his way down the corridor to his room. Setting her down, he lifted his hand to the access panel and opened the door, taking her into his arms again, he made his way to the bedroom.

Pulling the coverlet off with one hand, Spock gently placed her on the king sized bed. He gazed down at her with fevered eyes and Nyota shivered in anticipation. He pulled his jacket off and threw it on a nearby chair, his tie and shirt followed. Toeing off his shoes, he then unbuckled his belt and added it to the growing pile of clothing.

"Nyota." He practically growled. Spock took her ankle in his hand and pulled her towards the end of the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. She bit her lip and attempted to abate the moisture leaking from her apex. He was beautiful, his skin flawless. There was not an ounce of fat on his frame; she could see the definition of his muscles rippling with each movement. Nyota was reminded of a jaguar. Sleek, beautiful, deadly.

"Spock. I need you. Please." She didn't recognize her voice; it was thick with want, with need. She wasn't used to such utter surrender, but at that moment in time this man could do anything to her and she wouldn't have the will or desire to stop him.

"What do you desire?" Spock voice was deep, soft. He pulled her up by her wrists and unbuttoned the back of her dress before pushing it off her shoulders. "Umm…" He bent his head and nuzzled her neck.

Nyota moaned as she arched her body into him. "Spock, please…"

"Tell me what it is you desire, Nyota." He peppered open mouthed kisses between her breasts.

"You." She whispered. "You, I desire you. Please, Spock. I need you." Nyota pulled back slightly and looked into his heated gaze.

"And I you, Nyota." He pulled her dress off, tossing into the ever growing pile of clothing before gently pushing her back onto the mattress. His eyes raked over her, stopping at her breasts, groaning as her nipples hardened and elongated. He noted the moisture that was leaking from her apex; his fingers captured the sides of her thong and pulled it down leaving her completely bare for his further inspection. The patch at her apex shimmering with want almost drove him over the edge of sanity.

"Vaksurik." Spock groaned as his hands slid up her legs on his quest to that glistening center. "Nyota." His face followed his hands as he laid his mouth to her quivering core.

"Spock!" Nyota's hands clutched at his hair and her body arched up. "Oh, Spock, please…yes…" She knew was incoherent, but his ministrations were driving all clear thoughts from her head and all she was left with was sensation.

"Yes, Nyota, yes…" he mumbled against her as she climaxed against him. He lapped at her juices and felt himself become even harder. Making his way up her body, stopping along the way to run his tongue around her navel, nipping at the smooth skin of her taut stomach, laving and lightly biting at her hardened nipples, he positioned himself at her entrance. Before entering, he looked down into her lust filled eyes. "You are…safe?" He ground out, realizing he should have asked before going this far.

"Safe?" It took her a moment before she realized what he was referring to. "Oh, safe, yes. Shots, safe." She arched into his hardness. "Yes, please, Spock." Nyota moaned.

"Yes, Nyota, I shall please." He grunted as he pushed into her tightness, sliding in up to his hilt. "Ahh, Nyota, so tight."

He slid in easily, hitting her cervix and causing a twinge of pain. Spock hands came up under her hips and he shifted her body. With his next thrust he hit a spot that cause Nyota to see stars. She cried out in pleasure.

Spock filled her completely. Nyota had been a bit apprehensive when she had seen him standing naked before her. His body was perfection and his lok, so thick, so long. She was unsure if he would fit. But it didn't stop her body's reaction to him; she burned for him as she had for no other, engorged with anticipation, she was dripping with want.

"Oh, god, Spock! Yes, yes, god, yes!" She quivered and spasmed around his length as she orgasmed for a second time.

Spock continued to thrust and rock deep inside her, bringing her to culmination twice more before he shot his seed deep within her. His arms shook and he collapsed on her before regaining his thought process and rolling onto his side, bringing her along with him in his arms.

"Are you well?" He whispered.

"Mmmm, so well…" Nyota snuggled into his embrace before succumbing to exhaustion. Spock pulled the sheet and blankets up over them and allowed himself to sleep, as well.

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