Hello everyone! I am still alive, just been VERY busy with work over the past almost two months. I apologise again for the delay. You'll be happy to know that I've been working (off and on) on 2 long Sarek and Amanda stories (including this shorter one) and I've been hitting some writer's block. So, I apologise immensely if I go silent for another month or so but know that that's what I'm working on. Thank you so much for baring with me and hanging in there, I hope all is well. Live long and prosper, friends!
The First Time
"It's an honour, Ambassador." I said, shaking the hand of the dark headed Terran Ambassador Johns. He tugged my head and pulled me in. His left hand wrapped around my shoulder and his chapped lips kissed me on the cheek which made an uncomfortable shiver run down my spine. I never got used to this human custom.
"Thanks for your assistance, Amanda." He said in his thick southern accent. "I hope you and Ambassador Sarek have a wonderful night." He concluded, winking and glancing over at Sarek with a smile.
I simply nodded, ignoring his gaze and removed my hand from his trying hard to fight not only the exhaustion in my eyes but my forming yawns. Sarek held up a Ta'al to his fellow Ambassador, to which he was quickly reciprocated.
"Peace and Long Life, Ambassador Sarek."
As we watched the Terran Ambassador and his delegates walk towards the door, the Captain of the USS Löwe entered. He was a blonde-haired German man sporting a well-kept light beard.
"Ah, I'm happy I caught you all before you retired for the night." He said excitedly.
"Is something wrong?" I asked, suddenly feeling nervous butterflies run through my stomach.
"Nothing dangerous, madam." He said, quick to reassure me, "However, I'm sorry to inform you all that due to a computer issue that tripped the gravitational device a couple of hours ago, the environmental settings throughout the ship have been suspended thus causing the cold temperature. Our engineers are working on the problem but I'm sorry to inform you that you might be in for a cold night aboard the Löwe."
I fought back a frustrated sigh. What could be worse? After seventeen-hour journey and six-hour conference, I wanted nothing more than a nice warm bed and instead I have to curl up in a cold one. I fought to form a smile at the Captain and nodded at him in acknowledgement.
"All the more reason to curl up with each other for warmth." Ambassador Johns said with a smile before turning back to look at us.
"Thank you for this information, Captain." Sarek said. "Please do inform us of any developing information on the subject."
"Again, I apologise for the inconvenience. Extra blankets will be brought to your quarters."
After some more parting words from the talkative Ambassador Johns, we were finally alone in the conference room. I watched the final member of the delegation leave and finally uttered the sigh of exhaustion that I was keeping in since the conference began.
"You did very well translating for the Terran Ambassador" said Sarek, breaking the silence.
"I hardly think many points of clarification counts as translation, but I'll admit sometimes the southern dialect can have its challenges."
He walked around the table and held his arm out, offering it to me. I quickly accepted with a tired smile and together we walked out of the conference room and into the cold, empty corridor. It was a silent walk, as were the other walks before during long conferences off-planet, but it was one that I cherished none the less.
We arrived at my quarters all too quickly. I removed my arm from his, looked around for any crew members or delegates and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"Have a good night Sarek." I whispered before clarifying with a wicked smile, "I mean, Mr. Ambassador."
"And you as well, Amanda."
I turned to the door and was just about to open it when I felt him reach out and grab my arm gently.
"Amanda," He began, I turned around and he was suddenly silent. I sensed him to be debating, perhaps. I was about to ask what it was when he finally broke the silence. "The ambient temperature at this moment is lower than the comfortable range of your species, and I understand that you are unable to regulate your temperature as the Vulcan species are able to do. I would like to invite you to stay in my quarters for the night, if it is agreeable to you."
Butterflies filled my stomach. I felt my heart drop. What? Stay? In his quarters? Alone?
"I…I wouldn't want to inconvenience you, Sarek." I said timidly, "It's alright, I can stay in my own quarters."
He was silent once more and simply stared at me, I turned back to the door and opened it, but when the cold air hit me like a ton of bricks, my whole body suddenly shook violently from the change in temperature.
"Woah!" I mumbled, wrapping my hands around my arms.
"My offer still stands if you wish to-"
"On second thought," I turned back to him, placing my hand on his arm, "just let me get my pyjamas and toothbrush."
"As you wish. I shall wait here."
Not wanting to dig through my oversized bag in the immense coldness, I decided it best to just take my black bag that sat on the table just in front of the bed. I walked back to the open door and closed it.
"Ready." I whispered, my voice shaking from the cold.
His room was almost directly next to mine and while I expected it to me smaller like mine it was far from it. It was a lavish suite with a big bed and even a kitchenette. Quite the luxury for just a couple nights' stay.
"I hope this isn't awkward for you." I said, placing my bag on the small table nearby.
"I would not have offered if I were not comfortable with it."
"I see…"
We stared into each other's eyes for a moment when a knock on the door broke the silence. A crew member had arrived with the spare blankets.
"Ms. Grayson will be sleeping in my quarters tonight." I heard Sarek say, "I will take her spare blanket."
A statement that made my head whip around towards the door. He had always been so private and quiet about our relationship…
He closed the door and placed the blankets on the bed before turning around to face me. The room was surprisingly cold, and it was then that I missed the desert temperatures of Shi'Kahr where Sarek took me just months before.
"You should change into your night clothes first. The bathroom is just there."
But I was so cold that changing out of my long dress was unthinkable.
"I'm… kinda too cold to change. I hope you don't mind if I just wear this. It's the warmest thing I've packed…and I don't have pyjamas, just a thin nightgown."
"I see" he said flatly "I will change now."
He was gone for ten minutes and when he returned, I was already in bed snuggled under the cold sheets, with both the spare blankets over the thick duvet. When he joined me by my side, I could immediately feel the heat radiating from his body. The temptation to snuggle up next to him was tempting. Oh, so tempting… but physical contact and affection were, dare I say, alien concepts to him.
I wrapped the blankets up to my neck as we sat there in silence. I did not even notice that I was shivering until the chattering of my teeth broke me from my nervousness that radiated down my body.
"You are cold."
"Y-yes." I shivered.
Without saying a word, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer to him. His warm shoulder and chest suddenly warming the side of my body.
"You-You don't have to…" I said timidly, moving away. "I know you don't…like physical… touch."
"The human body is not capable of regulating their body temperature like Vulcans." He explained, looking down at me as my head was mere centimetres away from his shoulder, "You need to be kept warm."
His eyes. They were beautiful, I had never noticed them before. It was silent and the only thing I heard for several seconds was the soft creaking of the ship as we glided through the vast emptiness surrounding us. He leaned forward slightly, and I did not even notice myself following suit until I felt his soft lips touch mine.
My cold hands instinctively found the sides of his warm, almost hot torso. He deepened on the kiss and his hand found the side of my neck. His free hand found the top of mine on his chest and for a millisecond I was prepared for him to move it away, but he squeezed them gently, a motion that told me to continue.
I guided his hand that was on top of mine ever so slowly to my chest. When his hand rested on my breast, I swore I felt it tremble slightly. His lips pulled away from mine, a motion that made me gasp softly feeling as though I was being ripped from something precious.
"Amanda." He breathed softly.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I-"
But his lips crushed mine once more, he wrapped both arms around my waist he pulled me closer to him. I felt my cold body begin to grow warm, his fingers on my skin felt light, comforting and oh so warm as they travelled and explored the different parts of my body. It did not take long before I wanted him to take me, remove my dress and push me on my back…
He guided me gently into the plump white pillows and as he lifted my long dress up to my waist, I could not help but pull him on top of me. He broke our kiss and propped his weight on his elbows and as he ran his fingers through my curls, I felt for the first time his excitement growing between my legs and for a split second, it frightened me.
He must have sensed my fear because he suddenly asked, "Do you wish to continue?"
I nodded and wrapped my arms around him, not wanting him to go or for this moment to end. "It's okay," I whispered in his ear, butterflies in my stomach, "I'm just… I'm nervous."
"Do you wish to continue?" He asked once more.
I grinded my hips up against his erection and ran my hands down his back,
"I do." I responded softly.
Pulling himself up he lifts my chin and kissed his lips again. I found the end of his shirt around his waist and pulled it up and over his head.
I ran my hand down his bare waist and when I reached down and touched the bulge in his pants, I was overwhelmed with just how much the excitement overtook the nervousness. He let out a small groan as I moved my hand along his bulge and began to stroke him.
Shivers ran down my body when he kissed my neck and bucked his hips with my rhythm. His groans and moans were becoming torturous, I could feel myself responding to his moans with the moisture between my legs now dripping into my inner thigh.
This was torture. I needed to feel him. I needed him inside me.
"Please." I begged in a low breath, "I need you."
When he stood up, his hands quickly found the top of my knickers and pulled them down and off my body. He tossed the clothing to the side while I propped myself up and untied his trousers. When I pulled them down and got a look at his lok, which had become quite the topic of interest in our six-month relationship, I gasped.
Contrary to myths out there, there was certainly nothing small about my boyfriend's anatomy.
I drew my hands to his hard green lok and stroked it slowly, deciding to test the waters. "Would you like me to put it in my mouth?" I asked.
He swallowed hard, "Will it please you?"
"Yes." I whispered, adjusting my position on the bed to sitting on my knees.
I drew him slowly into my mouth, stopping when he drew in a deep breath. I slowly drew him in and out of my mouth waiting for him to adjust to the feeling of my mouth and when I felt him relax, I quickened my pace. His hand found the back of my head and he pulled himself out of my mouth.
He suddenly pulled me off him with a moan and shifted me back onto my back, I wrapped my arms around him as I felt his erection against my wetness almost bracing for the next move. He slowly slipped himself inside me, stopping whenever I would inhale sharply or tense.
"Relax." He said gently, kissing my lips gently.
There was a pinch and some resistance, but he managed to push himself through and began to move in and out with ease and even hit something deep in the back of my anatomy. Something I had never felt before.
"Mmmm…"
I fought myself to quiet my moans, but each thrust felt better than the one that preceded it and the feeling of him hitting that spot deep inside me felt better and better as the minutes passed.
"Don't stop, please." I begged in a low whisper, pulling him closer to me.
He started to thrust faster and harder. The pleasure radiated through my vagina, up my body and into every crevice of my body. His eyes found mine, and when I looked into them, I felt the orgasm wash over me like a tsunami. My body began tensed and I let out a loud moan digging my fingers into his arms.
As he slowed down the thrusting, I felt my body relax as I laid back into the covers with my eyes closed as I basked in the afterglow, but he still felt so good inside me I couldn't help but continuing moaning with each thrust. Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted from the bed. I opened my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck as he got off the bed and walked us throughout the room.
"Where are we going?"
Much to my surprise, he walked us into the adjoining kitchen and placed me on the cold counter which sent a cold shiver down my spine.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and leaned back slightly using my arms around his neck as leverage… I met his eyes as he admired by body from above as we lingered in the silence. He ran his hand up my stomach and caressed my breast gently.
I smiled wickedly, teasing "I thought the kitchen was considered a very sacred place for Vulcans, only for the preparation of meals."
"Not on this occasion." He said.
I was about to tell him just how wonderful this was when he thrusted hard into me and continued with the same quick and hard rhythm as before, never breaking eye contact. I unwrapped my arms from his neck and leaned back slightly placing my hands beside me to keep balance.
I basked in the pleasure, the rising pleasure, and the expression of pleasure I had never seen before on his face. His loudening groans, his fingers digging into my hips caused the same pleasure to begin to build.
He was close now.
I grabbed onto his shoulder as his fingers dug deeper into my hips, he buried his face into my shoulder as my hips began to tense violently and I let out a loud moan as another strong orgasm washed over me. I jumped slightly when a warm sensation exploded into me like a loaded cannon, the feeling of his throbbing lok inside me causing me to smile against his shoulder.
After a moment, he pulled himself back up, wrapped his arms around my relaxed body and kissed me gently on the lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, smiled, and kissing him back passionately feeling content, loved, and warm.
"Have you found your first night aboard the USS Löwe to your environmental needs?" He whispered.
I scoffed and chuckled lightly against his lips, "Perfect," I whispered, "Absolutely perfect."
~The End~