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Chapter 36. Seduction.

This chapter written by ejectingthecore.

He gets up earlier than I do, without fail. Every morning, I wake to the mingled scents of our still-warm bed and spiced tea, and I drift into consciousness with a smug grin on my face. I am the only woman waking up with this divine man in the next room. Sometimes he even comes back to join me in bed and hold me while I wake, and today is one of those days. He slides under the covers, and while he is dressed in the soft clothes he wears "around the house," I am nude.

In the sweetness of our bed, the considerable length of his body presses up against my back. He molds himself against my bent knees, and he places heavy, hot kisses on the back of my neck and shoulder. Despite our difference in height, when we curl up this way, our hips nearly match. I feel him hard against my buttocks and give him a sly "Good morning." Nothing like a Vulcan who's ready to go at 0600.

I'm sleepy and unfettered and I just come out and ask him something I've been wondering ever since my last girl talk with my friend. "Commander, why don't you ever take me this way?" I press back into him suggestively and make a physical offer that's hard to miss.

"Wuh-lan," he kisses my neck. "I will adore your body in every way you will allow me…" He stops and seems to correct himself, "Every way you wish." I smile at his sort-of selfish slip up. I don't mind at all.

"You've been so careful with me. Please don't be afraid of me."

There's some silence, then Spock's voice actually cracks. "You have been injured, by…" His revulsion and anger are palpable. "By another…" His head hits my shoulder. "…and by me…."

I don't dwell on this statement, just make it clear." All the more reason to love me this way." A logical argument, I think smugly. I push back even harder against him, and he closes his free arm tight around me. I know it arouses him, that he really wants this. He thinks he hides his desire to take me anally, tries to keep it in check because of how I've been hurt. But I want it too. I want to feel this most intimate kind of lovemaking done with affection instead of blind need or calculated violation.

My seduction is working on him, and I deliver the coup de grace, the words that make it impossible for him to say no. "Make it different for me, lover."

He gives in. His arm loosens its grip and his hand travels down my hip and to my buttocks, turns so his palm can carefully and gently massage me. "Anything you wish," he tells me, and it sends a physical thrill through my body. He rubs his erect penis between my cheeks, and I sigh and give over to him.

He moves away and I miss his warmth terribly, but he's simply pushing off his pants, getting what we need. Something to lubricate us both. The anticipation is maddening. His nude body lies down behind me, and his slick fingers find me. He gradually presses into my anus and the very thought of it, let alone the feeling of him penetrating me this way, sends shivers through the length of my body. He moves his finger, eventually adds another, and I'm practically begging him with my body, pushing and riding his fingers, as he spreads me agonizingly slowly.

Finally, I feel something more than his fingers pushing against my opening, and the sensation of his hard, wet cock drives me wild. The most recent times I've done this it's been terrifying, and a bit of fear works its way through my gut, but I let it go and relax. He loves me. This time he won't hurt me. He pushes against my opening, and in a second he's just inside me. He hesitates and I make it known I want more. Every bit feels intensely good, burning, but a beautiful flame. I meet his impossibly slow thrust and let out a long, low animal groan unlike any sound I've made in my life. Spock is apparently thrilled by it, because he groans long and low too as he pushes the last few centimeters into my body and we are joined.

His voice is so deep it's like rocks tumbling into my mind. "Ashayam, are you well? Do you wish me to move inside you?"

I gasp "Please" and he moves out of me and back in so carefully I want to kill him. He picks up the pace and I lose all capacity for thought as the sensation of being filled with him, and powerful waves of pleasure take me over. We rock together this way for some time, me gripping the sheets and panting, him gripping my shoulders and moaning. Then he carefully pushes me over onto my stomach and rolls on top of my back, never parting from me. He lies down snug against me, closer than he could ever get during our usual lovemaking. The pressure inside me changes with the angle and it's electric. It's an unknown sensual pleasure, and it drives me over the edge into an orgasm deep inside. I moan like never before and the sound of it pushes him over the edge, too, and he snarls against my hair, his body stutters and he lets go inside me.

He's breathing heavy and threatens to crush me, and finally he rolls us back onto our sides where he withdraws from me, never hurting me. I feel like my muscles have liquefied and I allow myself to go completely soft. I let out a dry, silent sob--a grateful moment of relief from all the horrible associations this act has brought up for too long. I'm glad he doesn't say anything, just rests his chin on the top of my head.

After a quiet moment he speaks, gravely. "I love you, little one, but I am afraid I have bad news. We must go to work." I laugh and feel too, too lucky that I get to experience his little teases. I take one more deep breath before letting him go, and I rise and walk to the shower. He watches me all the way, and I feel beautiful in his eyes. I'll feel beautiful all day.

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Wuh-lan = ensign.