Hello T'N'T's, Life blah blah blah, I got married blah blah blah

Here is chapter 11. Age 18 only this is very inappropriate material. ;D

Spelling mistakes and grammatical errors are my own! unlike the characters.

Get out the tissues... lemons and tears ...

Sorry guys the matrix glitched

Trip paused outside T'pol's door.

Enough was enough she had been avoiding him for days.

He just needed to see her, talk to her and apologize.

Trip felt his temper flair and swallowed down his anger, he couldn't help his raging emotions.

Phlox said it was a side effect of the blood fever and that things will soon settle.

Trip stopped himself from scratching at his biceps.

His Starfleet jumpsuit was scratching against the bite marks all over his body but his biceps were particularly itching like mad.

When he saw them in the mirror for the first time, he was a little overwhelmed.

The bites were everywhere, his neck, his chest, thighs, buttocks and legs.

Some were even visible above his uniform.

People had been staring.

Trip cleared his throat to try and clear his head.

If he thought about the bites, he would think about how they got there and well he needed to concentrate.

Trip stood awkwardly at T'pol's door.

He felt calmer knowing she was so close.

The headache that had slowly been building all day had disappeared.

She was just through this door.

Trip presses her buzzer and waited.

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Trip stalked towards T'pol, his bright blue eyes shining with desire.

T'pol took an appreciative look at Trips naked form.

His chest, shoulders and thighs covered in her bite marks.

He belonged to her and every one would know.

She wanted to play.

T'pol turned and looked back over her shoulder, she smirked and ran.

Trip growled and chased after her.

T'pol laughed running down the metal stairs ducking under a workstation.

Calming her breath, she stood silently.

She could hear his footsteps getting closer.

She could hear him sniffing the air trying to smell her out, but that wouldn't help here, the air smelled strongly of their sent mixed together in ecstasy.

He couldn't see her.

She had to move or she was going to get caught.

Waiting for her moment T'pol made a dash for it running towards the engine.

T'pol was fast but this time Trip was faster.

Grabbing her around the waist T'pol squealed with delight.

Trip launched them both onto the floor.

Biting her neck hard, growling deep in his chest.

He enjoyed her little game but he needed her. Now.

Looking down at her he kissed her hard, she squirmed under him, needing him.

She moved her legs open letting him know she was ready.

Trip bit her neck again, holding on to it as he slipped inside her.

He was on fire again. Working his speed up, she moaned deeply.

That deep burning that started in his chest, he could feel it all the way to his toes.

Rubbing the tip of her ear, Trip caught her lips.

It was as if he could feel what she was feeling.

He could feel her building orgasm and it was feeding in to his own.

He had never felt ecstasy like it.

Lifting his head Trip smirked at T'pol and slowed down and removed his hand from her ear.

T'pol growled and bit Trips chest hard.

Trip let out a low grunt but T'pol could feel his excitement swell insider her.

Trip pulled T'pol up to his lap making her sit astride him.

Slowly Trip moved her up and down.

T'pol's back arched pushing her breasts in to Trips face.

Trip attacked them with vigor. Popping a nipple into his mouth Trip started to scrape his teeth against the most sensitive parts.

T'pol's whole body felt like a live wire.

She was going to explode again and she wasn't going to be quiet when it happened.

Trip could feel how close she was.

When she peaked, she took him with her and it was like an out of body experience.

His balls tightened in anticipation.

Trip bit down on her nipple and T'pol suddenly exploded, filling her lungs with air T'pol screamed with pleasure.

Her tightness squeezing Trip within an inch of his life.

Trip let go of her nipple and ear, grabbing on to her waist he started to really pound in to her.

T'pol screamed in pleasure, she could feel it building again.

Mechanically Trip didn't let his actions falter, his cock was swelling with his imminent release.

Trip was on the knife edge when T'pol arched and exploded again, this time taking Trip with her.

His powerful roar vibrated through both of their bodies and carried on until he was completely spent.

They both collapsed on the floor in absolute blissful exhaustion.

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T'pol startled, sniffing the air she could smell the results of her dream…

T'pol gulped with the realisation that it wasn't a dream it was a memory.

Tears sprang to her eyes; she was a monster.

All her memories of her pon farr would forever be tainted knowing what she did to Trip.

She took away his right to choose, she took away his ability to consent and she didn't know how to live with herself.

T'pol choked down another sob.

She had to admit to herself now more than ever that she had intense feelings for him even before she performed the neuropressure on him.

Vulcan's spend years studying pon farr and society's reliance on the animalistic ritual.

How could she expect Trip to understand... a human man…?

T'pol stiffened she could feel him close. She started to panic, her stomach twisting and bile started to rise in her throat.

She wasn't ready to face him.

Her door come buzzed and T'pol held her breath, her heart was beating wildly.

She could feel him, his anticipation, his joy and … T'pol gasped…... fear.

T'pol's stomach rolled again with the realisation, he was scared of her.

She rushed to the bathroom and her stomach released its contents.

Sitting on the floor in the bathroom T'pol curled into a ball her emotions taking over again while listening to the door comm buzz again and again and again.

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Malcolm was walking towards Hoshi quarters he hadn't spent time with her in days and he missed her. T'pol's and Trips… Situation... meant he was working double shifts with the captain.

He was feeling overjoyed, the ship being stationary meant he had finally had the time to install the updates to the weapons system.

Targeting accuracy had increased by 30%, the time it took to recharge had been split in half and damage increased by 50%.

He was in such a good mood and on his was to see Hoshi, Malcolm could feel himself becoming aroused, clearing his throat and his head, Malcolm startled when he looked up.

Trip was a sorry sight indeed.

Trips forehead was resting on T'pol's door his body language reeked of dejection.

Malcolm cleared his throat again; he wasn't good at emotional displays but his best friend needed him.

Malcolm stood beside Trip he hadn't even noticed him approach.

'Alright mate' Malcolm cleared his throat again, this seemed to do the trick as Trip jumped and looked up.

His cheeks colouring slightly, Trip cleared his throat as if to say something but his eyes drifted back to T'pol's door.

Malcolm stood there awkwardly watching Trips eyes fill with unshed tears.

'She won't see me Mal' Trips raspy voice croaked.

'I've sent her messages, called her and she just won't answer her dam door'

Malcolm hummed reading Trip's body language he was starting to get agitated.

'Maybe she's not in there mate'

Malcolm jumped as Trip punched the wall.

An ensign gasped, Malcolm looked up and watched her turn around and go the other way.

He needed to defuse this and fast.

'I can feel her; I know she's there Mal I can feel her'

Malcolm stilled, his eyes going wide with the revelation.

'I just miss her' Trip choked out.

Malcolm slung his arm around Trips shoulders and started to walk him towards his quarters.

'I know mate, let's go have a cup of tea and a chat'

Malcolm sighed; he'd make sure he got to see Hoshi tomorrow.