Title: A Unique Kind of House Call, Part 3
Rating: R
Codes: T'Pol/Phlox
Disclaimer: Their not mine. Never were, never will be. That said, on with the story.
Note: I know some of you are a little shocked and amazed that there is someone out there that can picture Phlox and T'Pol together, but hey someone has got to do it, if only purely for the novelty. They seem to have a very strong and interesting relationship together (not saying that it's romantic, but just a good relationship). I'm actually surprised that there are not that many T'Pol/Reed fan fiction out there considering the on screen attraction Malcolm has for her bum. Maybe my next project will tackle that combination.
IMPORTANT NOTE: If you can't handle the idea of Phlox and T'Pol getting any action together I advise you to look away (or go back to the index), but if you somehow are able to pass your aversion and read my story I hope you enjoy it.
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T'Pol didn't know how to respond, but his intoxicating male scent was beginning to overpower her sense of reasoning. Sensing her weakening resolve, Phlox moved closer to her. Her pupils dilated and her nostrils flared as he invaded her personal space.
They now stood inches apart, but were still not touching. Tilting his head to the side, Phlox silently offered himself to her.
'There is certain.logic.to your logic.' She stated quietly as she leaned imperceptibly closer and inhaled his scent once more. Phlox reciprocated the action and inhaled also. Her delicious musky scent assaulted his senses and the sexual charge to the room skyrocketed.
Closing the gap, T'Pol leaned in and grazed her lips upon the curve of his throat, sliding slowly upwards till they lay gently above a major pulse point.
Phlox's rhythm increased slightly.
'You understand the full import on what you are about to commit yourself to?' She whispered against his skill, never moving her lips away.
'I do.' He replied strongly, and then gasped as her hot tongue slipped out and made contact with his flesh.
T'Pol's lips moved once more as they began to glide back down his throat, leaving a moist trail from questing tongue. Lifting her hands to his solid chest, she slid them slowly behind him as she took the half a step closer to him, bringing their bodies into full contact.
Phlox's right hand automatically drifted to her sexy hip as the left rose to comb passionately into her short cropped hair.
The sensual curve of her delicate ear was too much of a temptation to pass up. Drawing the pointed tip into his mouth, Phlox began to suck.
T'Pol released a growl from deep within at this new sensation. Phlox stopped momentarily in surprise. Did a Vulcan just growl at me? He thought. No, it couldn't be. However, his conclusion was only to be challenged when he resumed his task and another growl emanated from her. Interesting, he thought, her movements becoming more urgent and he now felt the presence of her teeth as they grazed his skin where she kissed him. Obviously an erogenous zone, he though as he smiled a large smile around her ear.
Throwing caution to the wind Phlox gently bit down upon the tender spot, gaining an immediate reaction from T'Pol. Using her superior strength, she roughly shoved Phlox against a bulkhead and melded her lips to his.
It wasn't until he felt his naked flesh flushed with hers did he realise the absence of their clothes. They lay torn and shredded upon the floor.
The contrast of her rich, exotic skin and his pale and unique composition fascinated and aroused them both. Rational thought fled Phlox's mind as T'Pol ran a slender finger the cartilage texture on the side of his face.
Picking Phlox up in her arms, the fevered Vulcan dumped him on the bed only to follow him shortly as she pounces on his sprawled form, kissing and caressing. The illogical urges were forcing her to try and dominate her mate, but Phlox instinctively knew what he had to do. He tried to wrestle control from T'Pol but with surprising strength from a female she managed to lock his arms high above his head. Using the only weapon available to him, Phlox's extraordinary mouth and tongue began to search out for other erogenous zones.
Finding a particularly vulnerable spot, T'Pol melts into his arms, allowing Phlox to seize control and leads T'Pol upon a necessary but pleasurable path.
***
Later that night Phlox woke to find himself tangled with a deliciously, warm Vulcan body. The higher body temperatures Vulcan's maintain made T'Pol skin seem hot compared to his.
Hmmm, Phlox thought as he contemplated what he experienced last night. Vulcans are such a case of extremes. Cool, calm and logical one moment, then suddenly hot, irrational and passionate the next.
Phlox thanked his lucky Denobulan blood worm casing that he was able to experience such an interesting look into Vulcan nature as well as that of the remarkable Sub-Commander. His remarkable Sub-Commander.at least for now.
The End.
I hope you enjoyed this incredibly short story, but hey it's best to start small and work yourself up to the top I say. I may write a sequel but at the moment there are no major plans for that. Plus I'm very lazy, so maybe in the future when I'm feeling energetic. Thanks for your passionate responses/reviews, I appreciate them.
Rating: R
Codes: T'Pol/Phlox
Disclaimer: Their not mine. Never were, never will be. That said, on with the story.
Note: I know some of you are a little shocked and amazed that there is someone out there that can picture Phlox and T'Pol together, but hey someone has got to do it, if only purely for the novelty. They seem to have a very strong and interesting relationship together (not saying that it's romantic, but just a good relationship). I'm actually surprised that there are not that many T'Pol/Reed fan fiction out there considering the on screen attraction Malcolm has for her bum. Maybe my next project will tackle that combination.
IMPORTANT NOTE: If you can't handle the idea of Phlox and T'Pol getting any action together I advise you to look away (or go back to the index), but if you somehow are able to pass your aversion and read my story I hope you enjoy it.
*******************************************************************
T'Pol didn't know how to respond, but his intoxicating male scent was beginning to overpower her sense of reasoning. Sensing her weakening resolve, Phlox moved closer to her. Her pupils dilated and her nostrils flared as he invaded her personal space.
They now stood inches apart, but were still not touching. Tilting his head to the side, Phlox silently offered himself to her.
'There is certain.logic.to your logic.' She stated quietly as she leaned imperceptibly closer and inhaled his scent once more. Phlox reciprocated the action and inhaled also. Her delicious musky scent assaulted his senses and the sexual charge to the room skyrocketed.
Closing the gap, T'Pol leaned in and grazed her lips upon the curve of his throat, sliding slowly upwards till they lay gently above a major pulse point.
Phlox's rhythm increased slightly.
'You understand the full import on what you are about to commit yourself to?' She whispered against his skill, never moving her lips away.
'I do.' He replied strongly, and then gasped as her hot tongue slipped out and made contact with his flesh.
T'Pol's lips moved once more as they began to glide back down his throat, leaving a moist trail from questing tongue. Lifting her hands to his solid chest, she slid them slowly behind him as she took the half a step closer to him, bringing their bodies into full contact.
Phlox's right hand automatically drifted to her sexy hip as the left rose to comb passionately into her short cropped hair.
The sensual curve of her delicate ear was too much of a temptation to pass up. Drawing the pointed tip into his mouth, Phlox began to suck.
T'Pol released a growl from deep within at this new sensation. Phlox stopped momentarily in surprise. Did a Vulcan just growl at me? He thought. No, it couldn't be. However, his conclusion was only to be challenged when he resumed his task and another growl emanated from her. Interesting, he thought, her movements becoming more urgent and he now felt the presence of her teeth as they grazed his skin where she kissed him. Obviously an erogenous zone, he though as he smiled a large smile around her ear.
Throwing caution to the wind Phlox gently bit down upon the tender spot, gaining an immediate reaction from T'Pol. Using her superior strength, she roughly shoved Phlox against a bulkhead and melded her lips to his.
It wasn't until he felt his naked flesh flushed with hers did he realise the absence of their clothes. They lay torn and shredded upon the floor.
The contrast of her rich, exotic skin and his pale and unique composition fascinated and aroused them both. Rational thought fled Phlox's mind as T'Pol ran a slender finger the cartilage texture on the side of his face.
Picking Phlox up in her arms, the fevered Vulcan dumped him on the bed only to follow him shortly as she pounces on his sprawled form, kissing and caressing. The illogical urges were forcing her to try and dominate her mate, but Phlox instinctively knew what he had to do. He tried to wrestle control from T'Pol but with surprising strength from a female she managed to lock his arms high above his head. Using the only weapon available to him, Phlox's extraordinary mouth and tongue began to search out for other erogenous zones.
Finding a particularly vulnerable spot, T'Pol melts into his arms, allowing Phlox to seize control and leads T'Pol upon a necessary but pleasurable path.
***
Later that night Phlox woke to find himself tangled with a deliciously, warm Vulcan body. The higher body temperatures Vulcan's maintain made T'Pol skin seem hot compared to his.
Hmmm, Phlox thought as he contemplated what he experienced last night. Vulcans are such a case of extremes. Cool, calm and logical one moment, then suddenly hot, irrational and passionate the next.
Phlox thanked his lucky Denobulan blood worm casing that he was able to experience such an interesting look into Vulcan nature as well as that of the remarkable Sub-Commander. His remarkable Sub-Commander.at least for now.
The End.
I hope you enjoyed this incredibly short story, but hey it's best to start small and work yourself up to the top I say. I may write a sequel but at the moment there are no major plans for that. Plus I'm very lazy, so maybe in the future when I'm feeling energetic. Thanks for your passionate responses/reviews, I appreciate them.