Rating going up to M for sexual situations
I know, may seem inappropriate, but in 'All Our Yesterdays', the crew were only on the planet for 3 hours and we were given the impression Spock did it with Zarabeth…
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~ Pablo Neruda poems: italicized
~Taluhk nash-veh k'dular: I cherish thee
~T'hai'la: female soulmate (so I've been told)
~Du bolau-veh, sanoi: I need you, please
~Ha: yes
~ T'nash-veh: you are mine
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Zarabeth brought a bowl of broth to the doctor. "It is not the most delectable of meals, but it is high in nutrients that your body needs." She sat at his side and lifted a spoonful to his mouth. Swallowing, he gently pulled back.
"I appreciate your bedside manner, but I do believe I'm capable of feeding myself." He pushed himself up and lifted his arm to take the bowl from his benefactress but weakness overtook him. "I guess I need a little more rest. I can't believe how weak I feel."
"When I was first brought here I was indisposed for several days. It is not just the inclement whether. The transition from one time line to another, the journey through
the portal, can affect each one differently." She puffed up a fur covered pillow before she commenced feeding him.
"How did you come to be here?" He asked.
"As I told the others, I was…am a prisoner." She turned and retrieved a piece of flatbread. "Here."
McCoy nodded his thanks and took the proffered offering. "What was your crime?"
"My crime was in choosing my kinsmen unwisely." She shrugged. "Two of them were involved in a conspiracy to kill Zor Kahn."
"Zor Kahn?"
"Yes, the Tyrant. He executed my kinsmen and destroyed our entire family. He used the atavachron to send us to places, times, where no one could ever find us." Her voice was hushed.
"I'm so sorry, Zarabeth. When we return to the portal you must come with us. You'll be safe on our ship." McCoy assured her.
"Doctor, I can't go through the portal again. If I do, I'll die."
"You can't go back?" McCoy repeated her words.
"None of us can, Dr. McCoy. When we come through the portal we are changed by the atavachron. That is its function. Our basic cell structure is adjusted to the time we enter. If you attempt to go through again, you will die by the time you reach the other side."
Leonard blinked several times. "I…I…we are not Sarpedions."
Zarabeth turned with a shrug. "Are you willing to take that chance?"
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Shivering, Nyota trudged into the cave entrance behind Spock. He quickly made his way to the fire ring Zarabeth had apparently set up in preparation for her trips to the caves and laid his torch onto it. Pulling Nyota in front of him, he opened her coat and began rubbing his hands up and down her arms and legs.
"Come, sit closer." He built up the fire and laid several furs in front of the flames and led her to them.
"I can't believe just how cold it is here, Spock. How has that poor woman survived?" She held her hands over the fire and rubbed the together, shivering. "I think I might have a bit of hypothermia."
"Come." Spock opened his coat and pulled her into his arms. "I shall be your warmth."
Nyota sighed and snuggled into his heat. "You must be suffering, k'diwa. This cold has to be affecting you." She laid her hand on his cheek.
He moaned and rubbed his face into her palm as he pulled her into his lap. "You are my heat."
She gave a small gasp as she felt him harden. "Spock, we can't…" He silenced her with a kiss.
"Ashaya, I do not know the reason but I am…my feelings for you are so strong, so intense. They always are, however I control them…but now…Nyota, do not deny me…I need you…
I do not love you except because I love you;"
He ran his lips from her ear to the pulse beating in her neck.
"I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you,"
Taking her bottom lip between his teeth, he lightly bit down before releasing her and running his tongue over her lips,
"My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it is you the one I love…" He kissed her again; deeper, longer.
"Spock…" She pulled away to look at him, shocked at his poetic release. "This isn't right…I know you love me. I love you too, you know that, but you have to see…" Spock cut her off with another kiss.
"I realize my state of mind…it is altered. But I am not out of my mind. I feel Nyota, I feel so strongly." His voice was rasping, the need flowing through his touch. "It is as my ancestors must have…" He paused and looked into Nyota's eyes.
"Just as your ancestors must have felt 5,000 years ago. This ice age…we must be in the same time as your ancestors." She shook her head. "Spock…"
"You are my mate, Nyota. Attend me." He lifted her and laid her on the furs in front of the fire. "All will know, must know you are claimed."
Nyota trembled. Both in fear and in anticipation. His fierce need and desire, his lust, flowed into her. "Yes, I am your mate, Spohk. "
With a small smirk, Spock nodded. "Ha, t'hai'la."
He spread her legs with his hand and began to work the secret places only he knew of. Pushing several fingers into her dripping center, he growled before bringing his hand to his mouth and licking her juices clean.
Nyota's eyes flashed as she saw her lover shamelessly taste her essence. Moaning, she arched up into his hardness. "Spohk, du bolau-veh, sanoi." She begged.
"Ha, Nyota, ha." Tearing her panties, he quickly released his lok and sheathed himself to the hilt in one swift thrust. Growling, Spock sat back pulling Nyota up with him, seating her on his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist he began moving, his lover quickly taking up the intense rhythm he set.
Feeling her first orgasm beginning to crest, she threw her head back and shuddered as her channel spasmed around her lover's hardened shaft. Spock laughed and pulled her even closer, digging his face into her shoulder; he opened his mouth and lightly bit, waiting for her permission.
"Ha, Spohk, ha!" Spock growled at her acquiescence and bit down hard, breaking her skin, licking the blood that spilled from his mark as he burst deep inside her.
/::\\/::\\
Nyota moaned as she rolled onto her side and laid her palm against Spock's side, his heart beating steady, strong. He pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed it before smiling at her.
Her breath caught at the open expression on his face. "Wow."
Spock chuckled. "Wow? After what we have done and all I merit is a 'wow'?"
"Oh, and what do you want?" She pushed him on his back and crawled on top of him. "Adulation?" Nyota kissed his chest. "Praise?' She lightly bit a nipple, giggling as Spock gasped. "Perhaps a monument?"
Spock laughed out loud and rolled them so Nyota lay under him. "Only your complete and absolute surrender."
"Oh really? The time portal must've really damaged that brilliant mind of yours." She huffed.
"I capitulate. Could I request complete and absolute unconditional love?" He raised a brow, his eyes sparkling with humor.
"You don't need to request something you've had from hello." She smiled up at him. Suddenly her brow furrowed and she sat up.
"Spock? How long have we been here, we have to…?" She was silenced as her mate pulled her back down to him, his eyes black with desire and a look that cause moisture to pool in her center. "Spock, we can't…"
With a deep chuckle, Spock used his knees to spread her legs as he slid into her channel. "We can and we will." He growled.
Nyota arched and pulled him in even deeper. "Spohk, yes, yes…harder…"
He obliged, holding her shoulders to keep her from moving as he thrust mercilessly into her. His desire building, burning, knowing no end. "Nyota, t'nash-veh, now until forever. Say it, wife!"
"I…am…yours…" Each thrust tore the words from her mouth, from her heart, from her soul. "Now…until…forever!" She cried out as her orgasm carried her away. Spock followed closely behind and collapsed on her.
Breathing harshly, he rolled onto to his side and ran his fingers from her throat down between her breasts to her glistening mound. "Taluhk nash-veh k'dular."
"And I you, my love." Nyota laid her hand over his. "But we have to get back. How long have we been gone?"
"Two hours, 32 minutes and…" She smiled and kissed him.
"How long until the sun goes super-nova?"
"Eight hours and…" Nyota cut him off.
"Goddess, Spock. What were we thinking? How could we make love for two hours while McCoy is waiting for us? It'll take us at least 30 minutes to get to the second cave, get warm again then another hour to get back though this storm. And then we have to get back to the portal…we have to get home." Her voice caught on her last word.
"Nyota, ashayam, I will be here for you. Whether we return or remain here, you do not need to fear." He pulled her back into his embrace. "I do not care if we ever return. Here, in this place, this time, I can give you all you need, you desire, in a mate. I…feel."
Nyota shook her head and looked at her lover. "Spock, I fell in love with the person you are. The Vulcan you are. I don't need you to ever change. Please tell me that you know that."
"I…I fight my…fear, Nyota. My fear that one day I will not be enough. You are much sought after; I see the way men look at you. I would have torn their heads from their shoulders but I am…was too controlled. If we return, what if I cannot fulfill all that…" Nyota silenced him with a kiss.
"Spock, you know me. You've been in here." She placed his hand on her face. "There will never be anyone else."
He looked deeply into her eyes and found the love and acceptance that in their time he could not logically believe as true. But now, with his own love bubbling to the surface, he could see the truth, the logic in her emotions. He could see, feel, her unconditional love and he could accept it.
"No one else. Ever." His eyes darkening again.
"We can't, Spock, we have to get back, we have to…" Spock shook his head as he pushed her onto her back and made love to her again.
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