Disclaimer; I do not own the characters I use, but I do enjoy giving them the lives I believe they deserve.

Any bad spelling is due to me being Danish.

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Spock woke up, at first he was surprised that he was naked. Then the memory of their lovemaking the night before came to his mind. He could feel how Nyota had wrapped the beast within him in her love. He could still feel the effect it had had on him and the beast. The merge that had occurred between him and the beast. Spock could not feel the beast within him now, and he wondered if the merge had been permanent or had just been a temporary result of her unending love. Even though he had merged with the beast he had not felt overpowered by the beast as he had the first time the beast had emerged. It had felt as if Nyota's love had given him the strength to match the beast. He pulled her closer and he felt her press her lips to his neck. Spock let out a low growl.

Nyota was slowly waking up, she felt warm and safe. She felt his hot skin under hands, under her leg that was draped across his. She felt his arms around her. Nyota had slowly begun to wake up as he pulled her close. As she began to open her eyes she heard him, "Good morning Nyota." Nyota snuggled closer, waking up meant that they had to leave this glorious position. "Good morning Spock." He began stroking her back. Nyota couldn't help herself as she started to hum in response. "What do you want to do today?" "I want to go swimming." Nyota abruptly sat up, if they couldn't stay in bed all day so they might as well get going.

Spock wondered how she had gone from lying next to him and being stroked by him, to jumping out of bed and getting dressed. Spock sat up. She turned at looked at him. "Get out of bed, the day is young and I want breakfast before we go swimming." "I do not believe it is wise to eat before going swimming." "Arhggg Spock live a little. Live with me." Spock did not understand. Now fully dressed she crawled into bed , she reminded him of a cat. She stopped when her face was right in front of his. He expected her to kiss him. She did not.

Nyota licked her lips and she knew that he saw it. He moved to wrap his arms around her but she quickly moved out of his reach pulling the covers with her. She stood at the end of the bed with the covers, he looked at her. "I'll go start breakfast while you get dressed." She dropped the covers on the floor, turned around and walked to the kitchen. Nyota could feel that he was puzzled, that he did not understand her behavior. She decided to make pancakes, as she poured the batter on the pan to make the first pancake he emerged from the bedroom. "Do you need help?" "Come stand behind me like I stand behind you when you cook for me."

Spock slowly walked to the kitchen and stood behind her. He wrapped his arms around her stomach. Spock looked over her head and shoulder as she cooked for them. He was beginning to understand why standing close to him when he cooked was so appealing to her. Spock could feel the muscles move in her body as she shifted ever so slightly to make pancakes for them. He watched her long slender arms as they moved to flip the pancakes. He moved with her when she moved to place each pancake in the oven to keep them warm until she had baked all the pancakes. "Do you wish for me to set the table?" "No, I want to you to stay with me." Spock bend his head and kissed her neck.

It felt so good to have him right behind her. He had offered to set the table, but she didn't want him to move away. She pushed back into his body when he kissed her neck. She loved the feel of his lips on her skin. His lips were so soft and warm, she hoped that he felt the same way about her lips. Nyota put the last pancake in the oven. Nyota moved to the cupboard and got plates, from the drawers she got the cutlery they would need. She smiled as he walked with her around the kitchen. She walked to the table and set the table. Back in the kitchen she made orange juice and she carried it and glasses to the table.

Spock stood behind her as she cut fresh fruit and put it in a small bowl. She got whipped cream, syrup, jam, sugar and chocolate spread, and she put it all on the table. "I was not aware that whipped cream belonged on a breakfast table." "It doesn't belong normally, but I love whipped cream on pancakes with fresh fruit. I can't help it I really really love it." "Will you prepare a pancake for me with whipped cream and fruit?" She turned in his arms and took his face in her hands. Spock felt her rise up against him, he bend his head hoping that she would kiss him. She did kiss him, a long soft kiss. "Of course I will." She told him and turned in his arms again. Spock followed her to the oven, she got the pancakes and they walked to the table. He knew he had to let go of her.

Nyota placed the pancakes on the table, she felt him slowly pull back his arms. She suddenly felt cold not being so close to him. She shivered, "Do you feel cold?" he asked her. "Yes I do." "Do you wish for me to get a blanket for you?" "I would like you to sit next me and eat the pancakes I have made for us." Nyota pulled her chair next to his and sat down. He sat down next to her. Nyota took his plate and prepared a pancake for him.

Spock watched her as she put whipped cream on his pancake, she spread it out and then she put fruit on. She rolled the pancake and presented it to him. He watched her as she started to make one for herself. "You have to eat it straight away or else the whipped cream will kind of melt, and it tastes better now." Spock started to eat, he understood immediately why she liked this combination so much. A mix of flavors exploded in his mouth.

Nyota finished eating her own pancake. "Do you have a favorite thing to put on your pancake?" "I usually put syrup on my pancakes." "Just syrup? Nothing else? No butter or sugar or jam or chocolate? Just syrup?" "Just syrup." He confirmed. "That's weird." "Please elaborate." "I have tasted the food you cook for me, and everything you have cooked for me so far has been so filled with wonderful flavors, so it just doesn't make sense that you only put syrup on your pancakes." "I enjoy flavors, but I also find pleasure in simple flavors." "So you don't like the pancake I prepared for you?" "I did not say that. I enjoyed the pancake you prepared for me very much." Nyota smiled. "Even when you are weird you are cute."

Spock had never been called weird or cute before. He did not believe that he would understand why she thought he was weird or cute. Spock could feel that she expected him to ask her something. "How long have you thought I was cute?" "I don't know, I just do." Spock finished the pancake Nyota had prepared for him. He took another pancake, he reached for the syrup and put it on the pancake. Spock could feel that Nyota was watching him. "Why are you watching me?"

Nyota watched him, she liked watching him. It was like a being in a trance. He moved with such elegance. His question brought her back to reality. "I watch you because I can." Nyota watched him as he tilted his head. She smiled at him. "Do you not like that I watch you?" Nyota asked him. She took a pancake herself and put butter and syrup on it.