Temptations
Chapter 36 - Hiding Out
April, 2269
When Kirk ordered everyone off the ship so that it could be decontaminated, Nyota looked across the bridge at Spock, and felt his heat in her mind, very much tuned to what they could be doing during that free time. Forty-eight hours away from the ship, away from duty. It took her no time at all to steal away and contact the base, securing a private room for them as far away from the dock as possible. She was back at her station before Kirk even realized she had been gone. And she could feel Spock's smoldering looks on her until their shift ended two hours later.
A quick trip to quarters, a change into civilian clothing, a dash to the transporter bay, and she was going quickly across the base, down the broad avenue that bisected the shopping area, headed straight for the room she had reserved. Spock met her, where the avenue changed to a corridor, and she wanted to hurry even faster, his intentions spilling out of him into her like a wildfire.
The door had barely closed behind them, not even locked yet, when he swept her off her feet, bracing her against the wall, and kissing her until she gasped for breath. Somehow she managed to give the commands to lock the door, shut off the com, dim the lights, before he lifted her above him, and buried his face between her thighs. After that, she became incoherent very swiftly. She wasn't sure just how their clothing was removed - Spock was very, very good at that.
He carried her across the room, wrapped around him, and half-fell down to the bed. Then he was all over her, overwhelming her senses, setting her on fire. Hands, and mouth, and that hard, hot lok rubbing against her, driving her crazy. She came twice before he began his slow, slow penetration, making her writhe beneath him, begging, until he was fully sheathed within her. He bent down then, laying his forehead on hers, and just held her, filling her with his light, his love, until she cried out and bowed up beneath him. He hissed between his teeth then, struggling to stay still until her tremors stopped. And then he began to move, dragging sobs from her and he pulled back, almost out of her, and slid forward again, the lovely friction sending such wonderful sensations throughout her body. His breathing grew more labored as he continued, soft sounds occasionally escaping from him, groans and growls from deep in his chest, that thrilled through her, sending her higher, until she was in a haze of arousal, clutching at him, her nails against his skin, her moans thrilling him, both of them so close, so very close.
And then he thrust once, hard, and deep, and she bowed up under him, screaming his name, and he shuddered over her, lost in her, filling her completely.
They slept after that, tangled in one another. When she woke, he stroked her softly, and whispered sweet words in her ears, and they made love again, soft, and slow, and gentle, until they simmered in the heat and light, perfectly synchronized.
There was a shower, and food from the synthesizer, and laying close together, talking softly. And there was heat, and joy, and white hot light that fuzed them closer and closer together, until they were both so full of ecstasy that they were running over. And they did not think of the ship once, until it was time to leave. Not once.
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