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This chapter is short and sweet, letting the couple bond once more after the fight. Just pure fluff and hotness!

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Chapter 12 – Love & Comfort

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When Skye woke up, she saw it was twilight and the darkened rays of the sun hit the wall opposite the window, making the shadows in the room longer and longer. The sun could barely be seen from her vantage point from the bed she was in.

It was not a bio-bed; it was a normal, unbelievingly soft bed. But it was not hers, nor was it Spock's. They must still be in the desert, as the room seemed to resemble the room she had gotten dressed, but it felt much nicer. Maybe it was Spock's room.

On second thought, it was Spock's room, as he would probably not leave her to the care of someone else at this point.

Feeling a strong urge to use the bathroom, Skye inched her way closer to the edge of the bed, putting down her feet to the floor and standing up slowly.

Her whole body ached after the fight and the wounds she had gotten, but all of them, except for a few bruises, were gone and healed. Doctor McCoy was a miracle man.

As she put her whole weight on her feet, she wobbled and stumbled a few steps, but got up and walked unsteadily towards the bathroom. She was grateful for the chairs and other things to lean on in the room. It must have taken her at least ten minutes to walk a distance of twenty-five feet. It was nearly as exhausting as the fight.

Once inside the bathroom, sat down on the toilet and did her business, when she washed her hands, she saw a reflection of a big, really big bathtub.

It was a lion feet bathtub, model large. Two people could easily fit, but it was luxury for one person to sit there, covered in hot water and bubbles.

Making up her mind, Skye moved as fast as she could to the tub and found a small shelf to the side with bottles of bubble bath in different scents. Turning on the old-fashion taps, Skye felt for the right temperature, and then she deliberated if she should take the jasmine, the lilac or the rose-scent. She went for the jasmine, its light, but yet powerful scent was what she needed right now.

While the tub filled up, Skye turned and took a second look at herself in the mirror. She was not pretty at all. Dirt and blood was stuck in her hair, it was tousled and lots of knots in it. Slipping off the nightgown someone had put on, she saw dirt and blood on her body as well. The wound T'Pring had made in the very end had healed, but the area was still red and tender.

Opening a cabinet on the wall, she found her vanity-bag there, with all her stuff. She pulled out the whole thing, searching for her brush. Finding it, she pulled slowly and got out the worst knots from her hair, blood and dirt falling down on the floor.

Feeling the jasmine encase her, she turned to the tub and saw it was almost filled up. Turning off the taps, she put her hand down in the water, sighing when she felt the warmth. Holding tightly in the edge of the tub, Skye lifted one leg over it, lowering it down until she felt the bottom and felt safe enough to lift the other leg over and slide chin-deep down in the tub, sighing loudly as the warm water helped her relax.

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Spock was heading back from a meeting with T'Pau, his father and a few others of high esteem in the Vulcan society. They had discussed T'Pring's punishment and when the trial would be held. They had come to the conclusion that the trial would be held tomorrow afternoon, sufficient time for Skye to recover, as she had spared T'Pring's life, she had a right to attend the trial.

As for T'Pring's punishment, they had not agreed if they should banish her, execute her, or simply throw her in prison. That would be decided tomorrow.

Feeling exhaustion, from both the too early triggered pon'farr, and to have witnessed Skye almost dying, as T'Pring had cut through several arteries and other blood vessels, Spock looked forward to crawl under the covers with Skye securely in his arms.

Entering the room he had been given, he commanded the computer to lock the door and not open for anyone. Turning to the area where he knew the bed was, he expected to see Skye rest in it, but she wasn't.

Seeing how the covers were messy, thrown as if she had just recently left it, Spock relaxed. No one was here to try and strangle her again.

"T'hy'la?" He called out, but got no answer, but he heard how water was splashing around from the bathroom and he moved to the bathroom door.

Pausing to remove his boots and socks, and un-buttoning his ceremonial robe, which he hung on a nearby chair, Spock was barefoot, and dressed in only a tight white shirt, which covered his upper-body, he then knocked on the door.

"T'hy'la?" He asked again and pushed the door open slightly.

"Mmmm? I'm in the tub, k'diwa." Skye answered and opened her eyes slightly, only peaking through her lashes.

"So you are. Do you feel better?" Spock stepped in, seeing her covered from toe to neck in bubbles.

"Stiff and tired, but the bath helps." She closed her eyes and smiled gently.

Spock moved to the tub, letting his hand reach out and touch her cheek softly. He smiled to himself as Skye moved toward his hand like a pet seeking affection.

"You should be sleeping… in the bed."

Skye shook her head and smiled.

"I can sleep here, feels nice and warm."

"You know there is a high possibility that if you fall asleep, you will slip under and drown." Logical Spock said.

"Why don't you come in here then? Keep me company?" She opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Bathing with you?"

"Yes, it would help you relax too and I want to cuddle with you."

Spock thought about it, and his human side almost jumped of joy when Skye invited him to share a bath with her. His Vulcan side told him that it would be logical to take a bath for relaxation, and to keep Skye's head above the surface.

Something told Spock that his Vulcan side had discussed this with his human side, figuring out the logical version of many things involving Skye.

"I will oblige your request." He took a few steps back and pulled off his shirt, revealing his firm upper body to Skye, who internally felt how her head exploded in fireworks.

Spock felt a pull in their faint bond; desire, love and the words 'OMG, soooo ga-ga…' He felt oddly satisfied by those emotions and words, as Skye seemed to like his physical appearance.

As Vulcan's were generally shy about nudity, especially around the other sex, Spock turned around while he unzipped his pants.

"Spock… do you wish for me to close my eyes?" Skye said slowly, wanting to respect his privacy.

"If… if you would not mind, I do feel a bit of embarrassment to the prospect of undressing in front of you." Spock felt how his cheeks turned slightly green when he confessed.

"I won't mind. Just sit down in front of me, with your back to my chest, okay?" Skye sat up straighter and parted her legs under the water for him to fit in the tub. Then she closed her eyes and waited.

Spock found her acceptance a bit overwhelming, as he had first thought her to laugh about this, but she did not, and that touched him.

Pushing down the pants, he stepped out of them and folded them and the shirt and laid them on a small stool near the door. He closed the door completely to ensure them of additional privacy and then he walked to the tub, lifting the leg closest to the tub over and in the warm water. Sighing softly, he then lifted the other one over and lowered himself down to sit in front of Skye.

When Spock sat down, his weight in water splashed on the floor, taking away at least half of the bubbles Skye had over her. They were still covered in bubbles, but specks of water were visible here and there through the bubbles.

"I am situated now; you may open your eyes if you wish."

When Skye opened her eyes, she saw him sit up in front of her, a bit stiffly, and almost a good feet away from her.

"Move back, closer to me." Skye touched his shoulder and pulled gently.

Spock felt her gentle hand and slid back a bit, but stopping when he felt her inner thighs touch his hips. Skye felt his hesitation, leaned forward and nuzzled her nose in his neck.

"It's okay; I want to hold you close, please?"

After a full minute, Spock moved as close as he could get, though the tension in his shoulders were visible.

"Talk to me, k'diwa…" Skye whispered and wrapped her arms around his upper body.

"I feel like I would attack you." He said slowly.

"Attack me? To hurt me?"

"No, to mate with you."

Skye felt a warm pulse move from her chest to her groin. He was so blunt, and it turned her on.

Spock took her silence as negative, as she had not responded encouraging to his answer. He started to think that he must get out of here, to take a strategic step back and let her consider his words in peace and quiet. But his fears were nothing to worry about it seemed, as she moved her hands up to his neck and began to massage slowly.

"It seems like the only logical thing to consider, is that you have not exited the pon'farr completely?" She smiled behind his back and pressed her thumbs in his tense muscles and felt how he began to relax.

"I am…" Spock groaned. "…still experiencing some of the effects of the pon'farr, one is to mate with my t'hy'la and claim her as mine." He voice had lowered a few octaves and the words he spoke were as close to growling a Vulcan man would come.

Skye shivered of excitement and moved her hands up, giving him a head massage and then slowly working her way to his ears.

When Spock felt were her movements took her, he was about to protest, but she reached her current goal and he hummed with satisfaction. He pressed his body closer to hers, feeling her breasts getting squashed against his back, it felt nice, he could even feel her nipples harden, she must be excited too.

Letting go of one ear, Skye let her left hand trail down, under Spock's arm, but then up again, ever so slightly touching his left nipple.

Gasping silently, Spock closed his eyes and felt her light touches.

Skye reached her head up more, letting her lips capture the tip of Spock's ear and flicking her tongue over the very tip teasingly.

Emitting a low growl, Spock tensed up and was about to turn around and take her, but he felt Skye let go of his ear and her hand on his chest fell down over his taut stomach.

"Spock… k'diwa…?" She whispered.

"Ah, Skye?" Spock's breathing was strained as he had been running for days.

"May I please you?"

Her tone of voice was innocent, but her intentions were not.

Something mischievous in Spock pops out and he asks her:

"Should I not be the one pleasing you? After all, you fought for me, and won. I am yours to command." Spock felt her breathing deepen and how her nipples against his back became harder. He got her more aroused.

"I won you Spock, and I wish to do what I please with you…" Skye let her hand slide down, her fingertips coming into contact with him, slowly following his length from the base to the very tip. And as she did that, he rose slowly, getting more excited by every soft movement she made.

Spock felt like fire followed her movements, he was hot and it did not seem to lessen. Feeling her other hand move to his nipple, he felt oddly more excited when she pinched it, then caressing it with the tips of her fingers.

Gripping him fully with her hand, Skye began to make slow motions up and down, almost feeling the blood rushing in there, as he swelled rapidly. Kissing his neck and nipping the skin there, she made her way back to his ear, kissing the tip lightly and letting her tongue mimic her lower movements somewhat.

Hearing his breath getting more labored, Skye sped up a bit, squeezing harder, and with her other hand, teasing him even lower.

Spock felt like all but his primitive mind was gone, he was lost in the pleasure and he found himself enjoying it very much. Hearing Skye murmuring nonsense in his ear, while licking his sensitive tip and her hand alternating its pressure, making it hard for him to anticipate her next move, and her other hand had found one of his sweet spots, right beneath his base, making it difficult for him to hold back.

All tensions that had built up during the day, with everything that had happened, it felt wonderful to have them released, and he did. Growling and groaning, Spock's controlled world came undone and he felt like he was floating in a place of bliss.

Skye smiled and made sure he had released all tensions, before letting go and pulling him closer to her, embracing him with both arms. She asked the computer to clean the water and re-heat it, leaving them sitting in the tub in warm, translucent water, just taking comfort of each other.

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Sometime later, they were in Spock's bed, resting in each other's arms. Skye was resting on Spock's shoulder, his arm around her, holding her close. She was laying on her left side, using her right arms to make invisible patterns on his chest and stomach.

She had discovered that if she pressed just a bit harder beneath his bellybutton, he twitched slightly involuntarily; he was ticklish.

"T'hy'la, I suggest you cease your movements."

"Does it tickle?" She smiled and stopped her hand and rested it on his stomach.

"It causes an involuntarily movement of my lower abdominal muscles, something you humans refer to as a 'tickle', so yes." Spock lifted his left hand and brought his first two fingers together and held them close to Skye's right hand, waiting for her to replicate his intentions.

She did and when they touched, they felt a faint connection reestablish from their link before.

"I feel you in my mind…" She whispered and snuggled closer to him.

"The link is still there, although it is faint. Do you wish for me to meld with you once more?"

"Yes, but I want to wait for a little while, if it is okay with you?" She yawned and closed her eyes.

"May I ask why?" Spock felt insecure, what if she did not want him…

"Don't worry…" She reached up and kissed his cheek. "I just want to have no more obstacles between you and me; I want to be sure T'Pring won't be able to separate us again."

"After the trial tomorrow, she will not be a hindrance anymore."

"Good. Let us sleep, k'diwa. I need it."

"You fought bravely today, my warrior-mate. I am proud of you."

"Taluhk nash-veh k'dular, Spock…" Skye mumbled, before closing her eyes in exhaustion, leaving Spock awake for a few minutes, before he too joined her in a peaceful sleep.

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