Chapter 5- Perfect Moment



Archer felt T'Pol stiffen and shiver, and he once again worried that he had gone too far. He couldn't help himself though, she was so beautiful, she was so smart, and she was here, with him. It was the perfect moment, the moment he had been waiting for his whole life.



Somewhere along the way, she had worked her way into his heart, and now he couldn't get her out of his head. Now, looking into her eyes, he could see that he was in her heart as well. All she had to do was allow him to be a man, instead of her superior.



He watched her take a deep breath. She licked her lips and then spoke.



"Jonathan."



She had taken the step that he had offered. Now he knew that in this moment, they weren't captain and first officer; they were Jonathan and T'Pol, man and woman. He smiled when he saw her eye twinkle.



Suddenly he had a strange feeling that she knew what he was thinking. Screwing up his courage, he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to hers.

He smiled against her mouth as he realized her lips were just as soft and smooth as he had predicted. Leaning back, he looked into her eyes, trying to find any sign of uneasiness or regret. He saw none.





Trip watched as Hoshi and Cutler talked on the log. Hoshi was so animated when she spoke, must be her good communication skills.



Either that or she was just very girly, which was definitely a good thing. He grinned as she moved her hands in the air as she spoke.



Mayweather walked over to him.



"Hey, those guys were just talking 'bout maybe going for a hike through the forest. You want to join us," Mayweather asked, smiling at him.



"Sounds good to me."



Trip followed Travis over to the small group of men that had gathered together, getting their hiking gear out.



Looking once more over his shoulder at Hoshi, he caught her staring at him. He smiled at her, and watched as she smiled back, batting her eyelashes.



Oh yea, she definitely was girly.







T'Pol could still feel the pressure of Jonathan's lips on her own as she stared into his eyes. His eyes were his most expressive feature. She could look in his eyes and always tell what he was thinking or feeling. As she stared into them, she could see he was hesitant to kiss her again, fearing that it might affront her. He was far from the truth. She let him know with her gaze that his kiss was more than acceptable

A huge smile broke out on his face and she knew that her message had been received loud and clear. He moved closer to her, pulling her body tightly against his. She could feel the muscles in his chest and arms as he moved slightly, positioning her so that she was more comfortable. His face moved closer and her eyes slipped shut involuntarily. It seemed like years until she finally felt the weight of his lips on hers.



His lips were firm, yet soft and supple. They moved gently against hers in a nameless rhythm. She followed them, chased them. When she felt the wetness of his tongue run against her bottom lip, she was gone. She groaned into his mouth, and opened hers, allowing him entrance. His tongue raked against her teeth, wrestled with hers, and then was chased back into its home, by her own tongue.



She had never kissed like this. Vulcan's don't participate in these types of activities except with a bondmate.



His kiss was like fire, she felt it in every pore of her body. As his mouth danced over hers, she was lost in the emotional tug of his mind.



Visions and thoughts flooded her mind. She saw herself as the pinpoint of most of his thoughts. His mind seemed to be revolving around her. She felt like a voyeur, but couldn't stop herself from seeing fully what his mind's eye was playing out.



As his thoughts mixed with hers, she saw the two of them in a romantic embrace. He was kissing her shoulder, his hands running over her body. They were both unclothed, laying on the ground.



She shivered at the thought and pressed harder into his kiss, letting her own thoughts flood out and wash over him.



Suddenly he pulled back. He looked straight into her eyes; his eyes questioned her.



"What was that?"



She knew that he had seen her vision in his mind as well.

Continued in Chapter 6