A/N: I hope everyone had a great turkey day! Now it's time for Christmas! Thank you all for all your reviews, support and e-friendships, it means a lot to me! Thank you also to my beta!
DISCLAIMER: Too bad I don't own Star Trek...I love their characters!...Enjoy!
Chapter Thirty Eight: Mrs. Zerflay's Sex Cake
Paris, France
Christine sat up in the gorgeous antique queen size bed with the extra fluffy pillows and giggled softly as not to wake up Trace. She had only seen rooms like this in magazines! This was a long way from Nebraska! Her sister Viviane would be as green as an Orion whore if she knew Christine was staying in the best hotel in Paris, being treated like royalty.
In fact…
Christine looked at the handsome Texan fast asleep next to her, leaned over and kissed him. Trace smiled and placed a pillow over his head. She carefully climbed out of bed, grabbed her silk pink robe that was draped over a chaise lounge and tip-toed into the huge living area. She quietly closed the door to the bedroom and twirled around the huge lavish room several times. If only I could live like this forever! She went to the bar that was stocked with the finest and most expensive wines and champagnes and picked the first bottle her fingers touched and read the label.
She popped the cork and poured herself a glass. She positioned herself on the sofa and combed her hair with her fingers. Damn! I should go put on my diamond necklace. A wicked grin curled on her lips. No, I want Viviane to see that up-close and personal.
"Computer, call Viviane Lemmons, Butte Montana." She requested, taking a sip of champagne; she took a deep breath and smiled.
***
A few seconds later, an older version of Christine appeared on the computer screen.
"Christine do you know what time it is?" Viviane asked sleepily, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "I just got your niece back to sleep."
"Sorry I didn't know you would be so busy at this hour." She took another sipped from her glass. Viviane looked at her younger sister surroundings.
"So you finally made it to Paris, I'm impressed." She turned the bottle around so Viviane can read the label.
"Jealous, big sister?"
"Hardly. Who is it this time? Another admiral?"
Christine cut her eyes at Viviane. "Admirals are a waste of my time." She sighed, looking at her manicure nails. "His name is Trace…Trace Westbrook and he worships me."
"I'm glad to hear that Christine." She said. "Please try not to fuck this relationship up."
Christine rolled her eyes. "What ever happened between you and that Vulcan guy you were stalking? What was his name? Commander Sprite?"
"First of all I was not stalking him." she corrected her tone a little higher than she expected. She glanced toward the bedroom. "Second of all, C-Commander Spock and I-I decided….well it was hard to have a relationship with a co-worker so to-to save our friendship…we called it q-q-quits."
Viviane saw the color creeping in her sister's face at the mention of Spock's name. "Does your new man know you have a thing for this Commander Spock?"
"I-I told you…"
"Christine you're stuttering." She interjected. "That is how I know you aren't telling the truth. I guess it is something you only do around me." She said, shrugging her shoulders. "So what happened, he found your little likeness of him and ran the other way?" she quipped "Or he just wasn't interested."
"I...Viviane…"
"Word of advice little sister, if you care anything about this Trace guy, please don't lead him on." She interjected. "Despite everything, I want to see you happy."
"Viviane…I got to go…bye."
"Christine I love you…"
Christine quickly disconnected the call, that didn't go quite as well as she had planned.
***
She was surprised to see Trace sitting up in bed a she reentered the bedroom. "Hey babe, I was about to get up and look for you." He said.
Christine took off her robe and climbed back into bed. "I'd called my sister to brag a little." She explained as she snuggled up to him. "I had to let her know how awesome my man is."
Trace chuckled. "I can't wait to meet her; if she is anything like you then I know we will get along just great." He replied, as he placed his arm around her.
"What are we doing today?" Christine asked, nibbling on his chest.
"I thought we will do the tourist thing and shop, but if you have other plans…"
She giggled. "Besides that."
He shrugged his shoulders. "Basically, what ever you want to do, but tonight I have some very special plans for us." He said trying to sound mysterious.
She bit him playfully on the nipple. "Are you going to tell me?"
"No."
She let her hand traveled down the length to his muscular stomach, stopping short of his harden organ. Trace breath caught in his throat. "Are you going to tell me now?"
"Okay, I will give you one clue."
"I'm listening."
"Dress formal."
"Dress formal?" she gasped. "I didn't pack…" he placed a finger on her lips to silence her.
"Don't worry about it." He said. "We are going shopping remember?"
Christine sigh a breath of relief. "Yes, I remember."
Trace glanced at the chronometer, it was 10:30. "Do you want to order in or eat out?" he asked.
"Let's order room service and eat out on the terrace." She suggested.
"If that's what my baby wants, that is what my baby gets."
"Why are you so good to me?" she asked. "What have I done to deserve a man like you?"
"Christine look at me." She lifted up her head. Traced looked into her blue eyes. "I should be asking you what I have done to deserve a woman like you to even look at a guy at me twice."
She reached up to kiss him. For a split second her thoughts turned to Spock but she stopped herself, she was going to spend the weekend concentrating on Trace with her whole heart, mind, and soul.
***
Harry's Spacecraft – some where in space
Harry slowly opened his eyes, his vision was blurry and his body ached. He looked around the room, he sensed JaeKyrn presence nearby. "JaeKyrn, why do I feel so tired?" he asked sleepily. "And why do I ache all over?"
JaeKyrn sat on the bed and caressed her husband's forehead. "Sleep my husband." She whispered, tenderly. "You need your rest." Harry tried to focus on her face but didn't have the energy. "And the reason why your body is sore is because of the shacklen-lure-zur." She explained with a giggle. "My Har…Jones isn't as shy as I thought."
"But-but my ship…"
"Is in good hands." She finished for him. "Now go back to sleep."
Harry didn't protest, he was too exhausted to form another syllable.
He took JaeKyrn's advice…
And went back to sleep…
***
Sirius IX
First General D'xen, Sirius Ambassador to the United Federation of Planets, barely controlled her rage as she read the final report of the massacre at the Siriusian prison. 1500 dead, including the 25 prison guards whose dismembered bodies were found in piles near their duty stations. She glanced at the photos of the dead prisoner found in the courtyard with a blade embedded in his skull and the remains of a shackling ritual in the background. According to the investigation, Phizhet's – the name of the dead prisoner - sister JaeKyrn was a daily visitor to the prison, sometimes visiting as often as six times a day. It became quite evident; she was enthralled with the human prisoner, Harcourt Mudd.
Ambassador D'xen stood and walked over to the huge window and glanced onto the beautiful manicured garden below her office. She stroked her goatee and focused on her daughter, Lora, who was playing with her trained pet pufua. She smiled as the Lora's orange-gold tinted eyes lit up as the pufua rubbed its fuzzy nose in her face. The smile quickly vanished as she thought of the 1500 dead Siriusian who would never see their children again. Sure they were the scourged of their society, but they were Siriusians just the same!
A loud rap on the door broke into her thoughts and before the First General had a chance to answered, the door bust open; she snapped her head towards the door, ready to scream obscenities at the simpleton who dared to barge into her office! Colonel Aer, her third-in-command, stopped short of entering the office any further as he became the object of her withering glance.
"Accept my apologies, Ambassador General." He said, bowing low, "but, it couldn't be helped."
"What is it Colonel?" she inquired, roughly.
He swallowed hard before responding. "The death toll has just risen, General Ambassador." He answered. "The poison had just claimed ten more lives, which put the numbers of death at…"
"Colonel Aer, I can count!" she snapped.
"Yes General Ambassador." He said meekly, bowing down.
"If there's nothing else you are dismissed."
"Yes General Ambassador." He said, reaching for the doorknob as he backed out the room.
Once she had regained her privacy, she pulled on her goatee and went through the report again – the facts were Phizhet, his sister JaeKyrn and Harcourt Mudd had planned and murdered 1510 Siriusians in order to escape. Sometime later a shackling ceremony was performed and Phizhet ended up dead, more likely due to a double cross…human treachery no doubt!
"Computer placed a call to United Federation Headquarters, San Francisco, California planet Earth." Ambassador D'xen requested as she turned her attentions back to Lora and her pufua.
"Hello, this is Yeoman Rand; you have reached the office of Ambassador…"
"This is First General. D'xen." She announced in Federation Standard, cutting off the Yeoman. "The Ambassador of Sirius IX." She continued.
"And what is your nature of your call Ambassador D'xen?"
"Please inform Ambassador Rucker to bring me the head of the human Harcourt Mudd, or there will be hell to pay!"
***
The warmth of the Academy's library engulfed Nyota as the door swooshed to a close behind her. There was a smattering of students working on their term papers and a group of friends getting ready for an intense game of three dimensional chess. She said hi to several classmates as she took out her video cell phone and punched in Gaila's number. Gaila answered on the second ring.
"Hey girl." Gaila greeted, "Where are you?"
"Here, looking for you." Nyota replied as she passed by rows of empty tables.
"I'm upstairs, trying hard not to eat this piece of yummy seven-layer of decadence before you get here."
"You bought us a piece of Mrs. Zerflay's sex cake?" Nyota gasped.
"Oh, yeah." Gaila said. "So you better hurry up and get your butt up here."
"I'm on my way up…now." Nyota took the flight of stairs to the second floor and found her friend staring wantonly at the huge piece of happiness. "I'm here." She announced, dropping bag on the floor as she sat in the chair across from Gaila.
***
Nyota and Spock hadn't admitted their feelings for each other when she and Gaila discovered Mrs. Zerflay's sex cake. Nyota was in dire need for chocolate, she was about to start her period and she had forgotten to replenished her stash of snickers. Not able to concentrate on her studies, she placed her PADD on her nightstand and flopped on her bed. Gaila, sensing something was wrong, sat on Nyota's bed and placed a gentle hand on her forearm.
"Ny, what's the matter?" she asked.
"Chocolate." Nyota answered, as if that explained it all.
"What about chocolate?" Gaila asked, confused. She knew Nyota could scarf down the dark sweet substance when she was trying to solve a difficult problem or in a sour mood but other than that she hadn't a clue what could be wrong.
Nyota sighed, "I am about to start my period." Nyota explained.
Gaila still looked at her – confused.
Nyota explained the human female's anatomy to Gaila. She couldn't help but laughed at Gaila's facial expressions as she answered Gaila's questions about the menstrual cycle. It took her a few minutes to take it all in but afterwards she gave Nyota a warm hug.
"Let's go get you that chocolate." She replied.
The two friends threw on a pair of sweats and walked over to the commissary but it had just closed and the cashier refused to let them in, no matter how much they begged.
"We're going to have to go off campus." Nyota said.
They took the shuttle bus off campus and found a store that was opened 24 hours, where Nyota purchased two bags of bite size sneakers. She quickly opened a bag, ripped the wrapper off the chocolate and took a bite.
"Happy?" Gaila asked, watching the satisfied look on Nyota's face.
"Uh-huh." She nodded, offering the bag to Gaila.
"Thanks." Gaila took a piece of candy took the wrapper off and popped it in her mouth. "Tasty." She commented.
Since they had plenty of time before the next bus to the Academy come to take them back, they did a little window shopping. As they walked, Gaila tried to talk Nyota into going on a blind date.
"No." Nyota replied.
"Why not?" Gaila protested. "You live like a hermit; I haven't seen you without your nose in a book yet."
"I'm not interested in dating."
"Yes you are." Gaila replied. "The question is who are you interested in dating and the answer is the hot Vulcan love god."
"Gaila." Nyota laughed. "How many times must I remind you Commander Spock is my…"
"Teacher… mentor… professor..." Gaila said, finishing her sentence for her. "Yeah, yeah, blah, blah, I heard it all before. I'm telling you Ny, Commander Spock has got it bad for you."
Nyota waved her words away. "I'm not planning to get myself expelled from the Academy by becoming involved with one of my professors, not matter how cute he is."
"Ah-hah, so you will admit that Commander Spock is cute."
"I never said he wasn't."
As they continued talking, they found themselves in front of a bakery. The delicious smells from inside caressed their stomachs and noses, beckoning them to step inside – they obeyed.
"Welcome to Mrs. Zerflay's Desserts." The young woman behind the counter greeted them cheerfully. "Have a seat anywhere and I'll be right wit'cha."
They sat at the nearest table and the young woman brought them two glasses of iced tea and a menu. She announced the special of the day. Nyota's chocolate craving got the best of her and decided on having the seven layered chocolate.
"Gaila would you mind sharing a slice of seven layer chocolate with me?" she asked.
"Sure."
The young woman face lit up. "Around here, Mrs. Zerflay's seven layered chocolate cake is better known as the sex cake."
"Really?" Gaila said, arching her eyebrows. "I wondered why?"
Nyota giggled, embarrassed, she had no idea what it was like to have sex.
"Would you like whip cream on top of it?"
"I don't see why not."
"I'll be back in a few minutes with your order."
As promised, a few minutes later, a big slice of Mrs. Zerflay's sex cake was placed before them. "Enjoy." The young woman said as she handed them their spoons.
Gaila and Nyota took their first bite of cake…
It was a totally orgasmic experience for their mouths…
"Ohmigosh." Nyota said, taking another bite. "If this is what it's like to have sex…then wow."
"Honey, I have to admit this cake is good, but nothing beats sex." Gaila replied
"You would know." Nyota quipped.
"And one day you will too." Gaila predicted. "Once you let the hot Vulcan love god have his way with you."...
***
Gaila handed her a plastic spoon and took the wrapper off the cake. The aroma tickled Nyota's nose. "Ohmigosh, Gaila it smells as good as it tastes."
"I know right?" Gaila agreed. "Dig in." The two friends cut into the slice of cake and placed their spoonful of chocolate goodness into their eager mouths. Gaila shut her eyes and chewed slowly, savoring each distinct flavor of chocolate as Nyota thought about Spock and what his reaction would be to Mrs. Zerflay's sex cake.
A wicked gleam flashed in her eyes…
"An orgasm for your mouth." Gaila moaned. "Second only to a great lay."
Nyota giggled, but for another reason….
***
"So what is new with you Gaila?" Nyota asked, "I know we haven't spent a lot of time together because of my recent move but I want you to know I haven't abandoned you."
"I know that Ny." Gaila replied. "Besides I have some news to tell you."
"I'm listening."
"S'der and I had decided to do the boyfriend-girlfriend thing."
"Are you serious?" Nyota whispered loudly. "You, in a relationship with one guy?"
"I know, I think the world as we know it is about to end." Gaila quipped.
"I think it's great Gaila, S'der really likes you."
"Yeah, yeah." She said, rolling her eyes smiling. "I think he likes me a little too much."
"And what's wrong with that?"
"Ny, I don't know if I can do this." Gaila confessed. "I don't know if I can stay faithful to one guy. It's not in my nature."
"You're not going to do anything to mess it up are you?"
"No, I don't want to hurt S'der, he is a good man."
"I know what your problem is Gaila from Orion." Nyota replied. "You're afraid aren't you? You're afraid you might like being in a monogamous relationship."
"I'm afraid of being dumped." Gaila confessed. "There I said it, I don't want S'der to realize one day that he can do better and dump me."
"Gaila, you are a beautiful woman, any guy will be happy to have you as a girlfriend."
"I hope so, because I am going to give this monogamous thing all I got."
"Wow, I never thought I will hear your name and monogamous in the same sentence."
Gaila laughed. "Yeah, well…all I have to do is look at you and the commander and see that it works…but S'der and I are not geek love."
"I agree, you and S'der is more like the world must be coming to an end love." Nyota laughed.
***
They talked for another hour before Gaila had to leave to meet S'der at her dorm room and Nyota promised Spock she would be home by 1830. Nyota made a quick side trip to Mrs. Zerflay's Dessert Shoppe and bought two slices of Mrs. Zerflay's sex cake.
Nyota keyed in the security code to their apartment and opened the door…
Her eyes widen and her jaws dropped…
"Surprise." Spock greeted her with a smile in his voice, as he handed her a bouquet of flowers. "Welcome home my Nyota."
Their apartment was filled with furniture…
"Spock…how…I was only gone…" Nyota, flabbergasted, threw her arms around him, dropping the dessert bag on the floor.
"I am guessing by your reaction, you are pleased?"
She stood on her tip-toes and kissed him fully on the lips and looked into his beautiful eyes. "You are so amazing." She sighed.
Spock bent his head to meet her lips…
As they made contact, Nyota butterflies began to dance…
Spock's temperature rose four point six degrees…
"Let me take you on a tour of our home." He said, nibbling on her neck.
"Okay." She whispered, inhaling deeply. Her Vulcan's natural spicy scent began to wreck havoc with her senses. He turned her around in his arms so she was facing forward. She pressed her body against his chest. "Is it getting hot in here?" she murmured.
"Do you need a couple of ice cubes to cool you down?" he inquired, nuzzling her neck.
"As if ice cubes are going to help." She quipped.
"We can start the tour in the bedroom." He hinted.
"K'diwa, we will never leave the bedroom if we do." She laughed.
"Your point is well taken." He agreed. "Perhaps you prefer to take a guided tour after our evening meal?"
"I'm agreeable to that." She replied. "Wow, I can't believe you did this Spock." She wrapped her arms around him. "And here I am thinking I was going to surprise you with dessert tonight." She murmured into his chest.
"Dessert?"
Nyota smiled, she slid out of his embrace and picked up the dessert bag and handed it to Spock. He opened it and glanced at the two pieces of chocolate cake. A slight smile curved on his lips.
"Shall we eat it now?" he suggested.
"No." she replied. "This cake is special." She said. "It's Mrs. Zerflay's seven layered chocolate cake…also known as the sex cake."
Spock raised an eyebrow. "Sex cake?"
"Sex cake." She repeated. "It is made of seven distinctive flavors of chocolate." She said licking her lips as she described the taste to him. "It's guarantee to make you have an intense orgasm in your mouth."
"Prove it." He said, challenging her.
Nyota smiled wickedly. "Oh, you do not believe me?"
"I am not questioning you." He countered. "I just want proof." Nyota stared in his human eyes and saw a mischievous glint in them.
"Spock, you are so bad." She giggled. "You just have to wait until after supper." she said. She took the cake and took it in the bedroom. Spock raised both is eyebrows – amused. "We are going to end up there anyway." She reasoned, shrugging her shoulders. Spock grabbed her by the waist and kissed her passionately. "umm…I believe Mrs. Zerflay's cake has got some serious competition." She whispered.
***
Over a meal of scrambled eggs and fruit, Spock and Nyota kept the conversation light and witty and the air was filled with sexual tension.
"Spock, staring at me with those gorgeous eyes of yours is very distracting." Nyota said coyly. "Can you focus your attention on something else?"
"No." he responded. "I like what I see in front of me, very, very, much." Nyota's temperature rose under his gaze. "I will never tire of looking at you…
Touching you…
Kissing you…
Making love to you…
He continued through their bond…
The butterflies within Nyota swirled around in the pit of her stomach…
She looked into her bondmate eyes, the desire he felt for her was evident…
"Spock, it's time to clear the table." she whispered.
***
The guided tour was cancelled as they raced to the bedroom. Nyota smiled when she saw the king-sized bed. "The other furniture in the house is second hand except for our bed." Spock said. "I refused to have a used bed."
Nyota nodded in agreement.
Spock scooped her in his arms and dropped her on the bed and climbed on top of her. Nyota butterflies soared as he unbuttoned her shirt, bent down and kissed her between her breasts. He took a slice of cake off the nightstand and unwrap it. The smell of chocolate penetrated his senses. He brought the cake to his face and mashed his lips into the icing and looked at Nyota.
He pressed his chocolate covered lips hard against hers. Nyota caught his bottom lip between her teeth and drew his lip in her mouth. She moaned as she sucked the chocolate goodness off her Vulcan's tasty lip. Spock's hot tongue flickered around her mouth savoring her natural sweetness mixed with the taste of the chocolate.
Intoxicating… he said through their bond.
Nyota licked the remnants of chocolate off his chin before sinking her teeth into him. Spock, tighten his arms around her, growling softly in his throat. Nyota reached for the cake and grabbed a handful of it and smeared it on both sides of her neck.
She offered her neck to him…
Starting to feel the effects of the chocolate, Spock eagerly sucked and licked her neck…
Ever.
So.
Slowly.
"Spock." She moaned, caressing the back of his neck. "Spock."
He nibbled around her collar bone. "Nyota." He whispered in between kisses. "Tell me, ashaya, tell your Vulcan what you want him to do to you." He whispered in his native tongue.
Nyota nipped the tip of his earlobe. "I want you to remove my clothes." She responded in French.
"And then what?" he asked.
Nyota lost focus as the touch of his tongue sliding between her breasts caused her to arch forward…
"And then what?" he repeated, removing her bra and licking her harden nipples.
Nyota shut her eyes, "Fuck me." She whispered.
"I did not hear you Nyota." He said, "What do your Spock to do to you?"
"Fuck me." She said a little louder. "I want my Spock to fuck me!" She moaned, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
For Spock, hearing such explicated language coming from his Nyota's pretty mouth excited him. He grabbed her jeans and panties and yanked them off in one swoop. He stood up and let his eyes linger slowly over the length of her body.
He growled loudly…
"Take off your clothes Spock." Nyota ordered.
"You take them off." He countered in an authoritative tone. Nyota stood on her knees and beckoned him to come closer.
He obeyed…
Nyota pulled his shirt over his head, her breath caught in her throat as she ran her hand across his smooth, hot chest…
Spock shuddered under her touch….
The effects of the chocolate began to take over…
Nyota licked his chest, playfully biting his nipples. Spock blurted out a string of Vulcan obscenities, which excited and surprised Nyota at the same time…
She caressed his hard, stomach as she tugged at his belt. She took her free hand and rubbed it hard several times against his crotch. Spock began to pant as his organ grew harder under her manipulations.
"Take off my pants, Nyota." He said in a strained voice.
She obeyed - freeing his swollen member.
Nyota bend down and kissed the green head…
Spock moaned…
He grabbed her braids to prevent her from moving and guided his erect organ in her mouth. "Nyota!" he cried out as the warmth of her mouth engulfed him. "My beautiful Nyota!"
She gripped his buttocks and hungrily…
Greedily…
Sucked…
Licked…
Nipped…
Until he exploded his yummy goodness in her mouth.
Spock lifted her until they were face to face. He assaulted her mouth with his tongue…
Nyota lay back on the bed, pinched off a pieced of cake and placed it in her navel...
Spock eagerly sucked the sweet substance out her navel with great relish. The smell of her sex intensified his desire for his bondmate. He kissed the black patch of silky black hair that protected her treasure box and dipped his tongue between her legs – lapping up her yummy goodness as it overflowed from her pleasure mound.
Nyota moaned as she felt his hot breath against her skin…
She nearly lost her mind as he used his talented tongue to take her to heaven…
Spock covered Nyota's entire body with hot, wet kisses. She cried out his name as she withered under his touch. She eagerly welcomed her Vulcan between her opened legs as he guided his hard, green member inside her slick, treasure box.
They moaned in pleasure…
Nyota grabbed the last of Mrs. Zerflay's sex cake and stuffed it in her mouth; Spock grabbed her hand and sucked off the various flavors of chocolate off her fingers.
One.
By.
One.
Before he crushed her mouth with his…
They moved in perfect unison as their entangled bodies melded into one soul…
One heart…
One rhythm…
As the mattress soaked in their perspiration-
They explored the heavens…
The moons…
The stars…
And galaxies…
Light years away…
Until they softly landed back on earth…
Back into each others arms…
Nyota stared into Spock's dark brown eyes and kissed the tip of his sweaty nose. "Well." She said in between gasps of breath. "What do you think of Mrs. Zerflay's sex cake?"
"We have to repeat the experiment several more times before I can reach an accurate conclusion." He responded.
"K'diwa we are out of cake."
"We will have to improvise." He said in a humorous tone, as he kissed her passionately on the lips.
A/N: A slice of Mrs. Zerflay's sex cake anyone? lol For all those who are wondering when Harry's path will cross with Spock and Nyota it will be soon... a paufua is a cross between a sheep and a bear. Please R/R it feed my muse! Thanks for reading!