AUTHOR'S NOTE:

And this chapter and the next couple are brought to you by me and SasoriKun9.

Pon Farr was her idea to bring in.

The idea of it makes me giggle uncontrollably, so here's my attempt at it.

Enjoy the urges, people…from BOTH POVs.

=P

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Spock's POV

I woke up two weeks later to a strong mix of feelings in my stomach. I groaned a little because I was aware of what was happening to me, and I didn't like it at all. This was not something I had wanted to ever have to show to anyone, but seeing as I had a full schedule today, I had no choice. I turned over, hoping to alleviate some of the feelings by engaging in Lily's and my normal activity, but she was already up.

"What was that groan?" She asked me, fixing her hair and smiling. "Someone sounded just a wee bit like they needed to be satisfied."

I didn't want to admit to her that I in fact did need to be satisfied, but the feelings grew as she flipped her hair and laughed a little. I must have looked like I needed her, because she walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. This wasn't fair—I did not like feeling helpless to emotions…helpless to urges. I just wanted the feeling to go away. In order to do that though, I had to be willing to give into the urge, and I wasn't going to.

"How about tonight, you and I can make that expression on your face right now turn into a satisfied smile? You don't normally show the lust on your face, Spock…it's normally just in your eyes." She told me, reaching out to stroke my cheek.

I tried to shy away, but my body wanted to be touched. I closed my eyes and rubbed my cheek against her hand a little, pulling away and shaking my head. I was not going to do this. I loved her, I did, but most of the time that we indulged our physical needs, was because she wanted to, and logically since I loved her, it was my job to help make her happy by fulfilling that need. This time though, it was my raging hormones, and it was embarrassing for me to give in illogically.

"You wanna tell me what's going on?" She asked me.

I shook my head and stood up. "Everything is fine."

She nodded as she watched me go into the bathroom. "Yeah…because you hungrily rubbing your face against my hand isn't unusual at all."

When I didn't answer her, she sighed and knocked on the bathroom door. What was I supposed to tell her? Just up and explain to her what was going on with me? No. This would pass. These urges would pass and he wouldn't have to feel as if he was giving into everything…he needed to keep himself rooted in the logical world—it kept him sane.

"Are you okay, Spock?" Lily asked me lovingly, truly concerned about me.

I nodded. "I am fine…go on ahead without me."

"If you want me to." She said, still standing outside the bathroom door, waiting for my answer.

I didn't want her to…I needed her to so I wouldn't have to give in.

"Go." I replied, and she did, leaving me to get dressed on my own, parts of my body aching to be touched.

Trying to ignore the sensations, I went to meet with Leonard, Mr. Scott, Jim, Sulu, Pavel and Lily for a meeting. Jim wanted to go over some important issues before our next Away Mission, and all of the main personal were all required to attend. I took my usual seat between Jim and Sulu, Lily on Jim's other side next to Mr. Scott as well, Pavel next to him, Leonard coming in and sitting on my other side. Jim smiled when we had all gathered, and though we both still felt a little awkward about two weeks ago, he clapped me on the back and told me it was good to see me.

"So let's get started shall we?" Jim asked, rubbing his hands together and sitting down. "The first item of business is the shields. How are we coming with ideas on how to get our shields to withstand more?"

"Actually, quite nicely." Mr. Scott replied. "Megan and I have been working nonstop for the last three days, and we're pretty sure we've come up with a way to make them work 70% more efficiently. Right now, that's the best we can do."

Jim nodded. "Excellent—Bones. How are we doing as far as your medical supplies are concerned?"

Leonard nodded a little and then shrugged. "I could use some more herbs for the gardens and more specimen to study, but the instruments are fantastic. If we get into anymore trouble, I'll be ready to take it on."

"Perfect." Jim said with a grin, smiling in my direction and then directing his attention to Sulu. "Sulu, are you Chekov where you need to be?"

"I feel more confident about my flying, and Chekov and I have been working out some kinks as far as the communications are concerned." Sulu replied.

Pavel nodded. "Ve are confident that ve are running as efficiently as possible."

Jim smiled and then looked at Lily and winked. It wasn't normal for me to feel this jealous of the way others looked at her, but I was—why was he winking? They were supposed to just be friends, but there was a past there. Why did she have to roll her eyes and smile at him? Wait…that was rebuffing right? God forsaken urges…they had to stop. Jim had to stop with the looks he was giving her.

However, as I reached up to stop him, my fingers hit his hair…it was soft. Soft was a texture my fingers seemed to want to feel, so as Lily rambled off about how her sessions had been going well, I found myself stroking Jim's hair. Leonard poked me in the leg with his foot and I realized what I was doing, standing up and excusing myself from the room. Lily watched me go, a furrowed expression on her face, but I couldn't be there—this was too much. I had to go and lock myself in my quarters.

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Lillian's POV

Spock was acting strangely. I had expected him to act a little strange after the entity inside of him kissed Kirk…but he had just touched his hair and looked like he was enjoying it. I held a finger up and Kirk nodded, motioning for me to go ahead and follow after him. I could only imagine what Leonard was thinking right now, and I couldn't help but laugh a little about it as I hurried out of the conference room, Spock getting into the lift. I jogged down the corridors a little, Spock shaking his head, but since he'd done it to me once, I was entitled, and climbed into the lift anyways.

"I think you need to tell me what's going on." I told him. "You are acting completely out of character. You're not controlling yourself, you're forcing the logic, and I just…what's going on with you that you feel you can't tell me about it?"

I reached out to stop the lift, Spock groaning a little when I did it—there it was again. It was the groan that I did when I was feeling like I needed to be serviced in the way only Spock could service me. I reached out to stroke his hair but he shook his head and pulled away, making me frown. Oh, so he could stroke Kirk's hair but I couldn't stroke his hair? Since when did that happen? Holy shit…was he changing orientations on me?

"Do we need to talk about Jimmy?" I asked Spock suddenly.

Spock gave me a look. "I am not attracted to Jim, Lily. I am simply not feeling entirely efficient today and I need to retire to the quarters…alone."

I nodded. "You know what normally helps when you're feeling urges? To satisfy them."

Spock shook his head. "I do not go around satisfying urges, and you are aware of this. You know me well enough to know that I do not simply cave to cave, and this is one of those times that I must ignore the feelings and go with logic."

"Fine…but I am here to help you when you decide to help yourself." I replied, letting the lift go.

A weight I hadn't realized he was carrying seemed to be lifted as I gave him hope that we'd make it out of the lift fully clothed. I frowned a little, wishing he'd just learn to sometimes give in, but then he wouldn't be the Spock that I knew and loved. So I let him go, and then went to Sick Bay, sitting down on a hospital bed and smiling when Leonard walked in. Janet had been recuperating still, her hours in Sick Bay low until tomorrow when she returned to her station.

"So…wanna tell me why your boyfriend was stroking Jim's hair?" Leonard asked me.

I shrugged. "I don't know. He's just full of urges he won't satisfy."

Leonard nodded and then he laughed a little. "Maybe you should be more persuasive and make him act instead of think. Normally I wouldn't ask that of my baby sister, but he's acting strangely and it would be nice to have him back to normal."

I smiled. "Yes it would be. Still…I feel like I should know what's going on."

"You could research. Janet isn't back in here until tomorrow, and Matthew is off doing God knows what right now…so it's a little too lonely." Leonard admitted to me.

"I'll stay and look things up from here." I assured him, starting to research as he fiddled with some mold he'd picked up from a random planet—my brother was weird—and then I found it. "Oh my God!"

"What?" Leonard asked. "And try not to freak me out like that again—I almost touched it with my bare hands."

I rolled my eyes. "Then wear gloves. Do you want to know what I found or not?"

Leonard looked up. "I can't believe that I of all people didn't think about gloves—everyone is off today."

"Focus, Leo—this is about Spock and Vulcans, not you." I told him and then laughed as he sent me a look.

"What did you find?" He asked me.

I smiled. "Pon Farr."

Leonard looked up at me. "Of course! Why didn't I think of that? It's completely normal for Vulcans…and apparently quite embarrassing for males."

I laughed a little. "It's like they go into heat."

Leonard chuckled himself. "Yeah…that's a way of putting it. I dunno if that helps out a Vulcans ego though to tell him he's just in heat and it'll pass."

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Spock's POV

I sighed as I laid on the bed, trying to suppress the urges. I needed to be able to function in a work environment—to get things done diligently and efficiently. I blamed Lily for this—she was the only who had gotten me to give in. I was certain that if she hadn't broken me down so much already, I'd be handling this a lot better. Still…it wasn't logical to blame Lily for something that happened to Vulcans from time to time.

"Spock? Why didn't you just tell me?" Lily asked me, getting into the room because it was hers as well.

Suddenly the double bed seemed incredibly small. Why did she have to bite her lip when she thought I was cute? It made me want to kiss her, but the kiss would become heated touching, and heated touching would lead to succumbing to temptation. Temptation was illogical…temptation was illogical. Lily, stop cocking your head to the side. Don't come closer. Seriously, Lily, you have to stop…

"You could have just explained to me this morning that you going through Pon Farr." She said. "Trust me it's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Nothing to be ashamed of?" I asked her, knowing I was getting irrationally angry. "Nothing to be ashamed of? I am half Vulcan, Lily! I grew up Vulcan! We are supposed to suppress our emotions and trust on logic to make our decisions! We are definitely not supposed to simply give in to urges!"

"You are completely yelling at me right now." She told me sternly, putting her hands on her hips. "I did not come in here to try and insult you, I was simply telling you that you could have told me what was going on instead of lying and telling me you were just fine when you're clearly not."

I closed my eyes to try and get her image out of my head—I loved those hips of hers. She was touching them and I wanted to touch them. I wanted her hands to touch me, and I wanted to make these feelings of desire go away…I wanted my body to cool down. The nerves were on fire, almost as if she was touching me. I had to change the subject…I had to get her to go.

"I can take care of this myself." I told her stubbornly, knowing I was acting illogically, but I could fix that once she left our quarters.

"Not according to what I've been reading—you need to mate to get the urges to subside." She replied.

"Then you read wrong." I said.

Lily sighed. "You are being difficult right now, and I understand that."

I scoffed and opened my eyes. "You have no idea what kind of shame I feel right now."

Lily scoffed this time and crossed her arms over her chest—another place I wanted to touch. Close your eyes, Spock. Just let it go…deep breaths.

"Oh I don't, do I? I think I do. Maybe you haven't noticed lately, but I'm pregnant. I feel like eating all the time, I get nauseous at the most inopportune of moments, and we're not married and we're living together. Oh, and you know what else? I get sex urges too, Spock. My hormones are raging inside of me more than ever, and I don't get it?" She asked me angrily. "Do you think I like feeling like the only way to make me feel better that morning is by getting you to cave and satisfy my ungodly human urges? Think again."

I swallowed—she was right. I had helped to make her the way she was now, and she had to live with those urges for much longer than I was going to have to endure. In all of this, I hadn't even stopped to think about how she was feeling. She was trying to hard to just be normal, but she was never going to feel normal again—never feel the way she had felt before the baby.

"I just can't deal with having you here right now." I told her slowly. "We can talk when I'm more rational."

"This is only going to get worse and you know it." Lily warned. "I know it makes you feel like less of a Vulcan, but it's better to just give in."

"That's easy for you to…Lily…" I told her, knowing I was raising my voice just a little bit. "Please…"

Lily sighed. "Fine…I really don't like you when you're sexually frustrated, Spock. You're impossible to reason with."

Did she seriously think that I didn't know that? I opened my eyes as she headed for the doors, stopping at it and turning to me.

"You know, giving in will make it all stop. You won't have to feel like you have urges, you won't be irrational, and your brain will be clearer for logical thought." She told me. "You're cranky because you're sexually frustrated…and that feeling only goes away if you give in to temptation and satisfy what needs to be serviced."

I groaned as she left the quarters and turned over to try to go to sleep—I really couldn't deal with this right now…I had a point to prove.