Chapter 11: Highly Illogical

As Spock sat T' Pin down upon his bed, he sat next to her, closed his eyes, and met her lips. As their mouths joined he slid his hand behind her neck and she kissed him harder, cupping his face and biting his bottom lip. This drove Spock over the top. He leaned in over T' Pin and she laid down where she was while he climbed over her. He stared at her face, soaking in every perfect little line that made up that beautiful little face. He reached out and gently moved the hair away from her eyes. She smiled at him and caught his hand on her cheek. She stroked the back of his hand and picked it up turning it over and examining it. Being released, he moved her hair and dress to the side, and bent down to plant a kiss on her neck. She put one hand behind his neck and the other on his back. She started to breathe heavier as he placed kiss after kiss on every inch of her neck, shoulder, and collar bone. Although the sensation was exuberant, she wanted some more. She started pulling at the hem of his shirt and got it over his head. Realizing what she was doing he sat up and threw his shirt off. His chest was perfect. He didn't have too much muscle, but he was far from flabby. His pecks were perfect and he had the slight outline of abs. He was her perfect little happy medium. She reached out and stroked his chest and made her was down his abdomen to his abs. When she got there she felt him take a deep breathe to calm himself down. T' Pin sat up and continued to rub his bare back while he kissed her shoulder, and as the sensation continued it became more pleasurable. She began to scratch his back instead of rubbing it. She closed her eyes and soaked in the sensation. Then the kisses stopped and she opened her eyes to find Spock reaching down to pick up the hem of her dress. He looked to her first though, asking permission to move further. She nodded her approval and he slinked her little black dress up her torso and over her head. She had on a simple set of black underwear and matching bra. He couldn't care less how simple it was. He scanned her body with his eyes and was pleased with what he saw. But when he reached her face, he found that this was her most compelling feature. Not her flat stomach or perfectly shaped thighs, but those green eyes and thick lashes. Her ruby lips and dimpled chin all came together to work in perfect harmony. She pulled him closer and laid back down. Kissing him, licking his lips as she did. He started to make his way down her neck to her chest. As he did so she wrapped her legs around his waist. He went from chest to stomach in two kisses making sure to avoid contact with her breasts. No doubt he wanted to make contact, but he didn't want to go too fast for her. He made a row with his lips along her side and she couldn't stand it anymore. She moaned, she let it all out. Everything she was taught, about containment, about bottling up what you felt flew out the window. She expressed her feelings the only way she knew how to get them out, groaning.

Spock heard a groan and his head shot up. He didn't know if he hurt her in some way. So he stopped and leaned back over her face

"T' Pin are you quite alright."

"Get your ass back down there." T' Pin yelled almost threateningly. He smiled; she wasn't in pain, quite the contrary. She was experiencing pleasure she never knew existed, and he was glad she was receiving it from him and not Sodak.