A/N: Posting early just because I feel like it...and be warned, there are fun, M rated times in the chapter ahead!

The Getaway

Geneva, Switzerland, 2273.199, 2112 hours. "Spock, Ashayam, this is absolutely perfect," she purred. Nyota closed her eyes and sank back, luxuriating in the feel of his chest against her bare back as they lay in the decadent oversized bathtub. "How ever did you manage it?"

She felt him begin to relax as he languidly trailed his fingers up and down her arm. "It was not without some very careful planning, k'diwa; however, many of the difficulties were alleviated after a most enthusiastic discussion with your mother in which she—I believe the human saying goes—'jumped at the chance' to spend an extra week with our children."

"A whole week!" she squealed, twisting around to better look at him. "You didn't tell me that! I thought we only had two or three days!" His half-veiled eyes fluttered open and the small start of a smile played on the corners of his lips.

"Indeed. That was part of the plan."

She pressed tighter against him and kissed him full on the lips. The flames of his passion licked hot against her from across the bond. After all his careful planning he deserved a reward and she decided to add a little extra fuel to his fire. Slipping across so she was seated on the opposite side of the tub she asked, "I see you're enjoying our bath." Spock closed his eyes and tilted his head back, nodding and missing the feel of her against him. "Do you like the bubble bath I chose?"

"I find the soap most agreeable."

"Good." She rubbed her toes against the inside of his thigh and he flexed. "I'm normally not a fan of chocolate orange myself but when I saw this I thought…"

He stilled. "Nyota…"

"Yes?" she asked innocently.

"Do you mean to inform me that I am currently in the early stages of chocolate intoxication?"

She grinned. "I believe that's exactly what I was saying."

Spock inhaled again, more deeply, no doubt this time detecting the faint hint of chocolate beneath the citrus; as he did so his shoulders sagged and he sank a little lower into the bubbles, thrilling her to no end. "Were you perhaps hoping to take advantage of me in my inebriated state?"

Nyota nodded. "A courtesy I hope you'll extend and repeat to me many, many times tonight."

Slowly she slid back across the tub rubbing every inch of her body up against him until she was centimeters from his face, his lok pressing hard against her belly. Claiming her once more Nyota allowed herself to succumb to the pleasure of his lips on hers and his hands on her backside. "I foresee no trouble in accommodating your requests."

But before she lost herself completely there was one more trick up her sleeve that she wanted to tease him with.

Gently grazing his lower lip with her teeth as she pulled away he let loose an audible groan. "K'diwa, do not…" but she did not heed his protests. Carefully Nyota climbed out of the tub and toweled off, making sure the floor between the bathroom and bedroom was clear.

"Do you remember the 2 bags I brought with me?"

His eyes lingered on her body even as he remained in the water. "Yes."

"Well I wasn't sure we'd have a chance to even use them, but do you remember that afternoon last week when I had to take care of some things in Nairobi?"

"Yes."

"Well I ended up shopping, Spock. Lots and lots of shopping." Rather wickedly she smiled and listened to him groan across the bond as she stealthily crept towards the door. "I did some lingerie shopping too; in my second bag are four new bra and panty sets for your eyes only."

Spock stopped breathing.

"Of course," she said, one hand idly resting on the door frame, "If you're not interested perhaps I can go and return…ahahahaha!" While she spoke he leapt out of the tub and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her toward the downy king-sized bed at a breakneck pace.

It would be some hours before they re-discovered the chocolate strawberries that had been left by the hotel staff on their nightstand or even thought about the second bag of luggage. However, each were resolved that on their next shore leave they would definitely make a point of staying here again.