Chapter Three: Treatment

Leonard trailed after Spock as he moved back towards the exam table Nyota sat on. "Like hell you are! I just treated Uhura for all of the injuries you gave her. I'm not going to let you give her new ones!"

Spock turned back towards Leonard, his jaw set firmly. "Last night I lacked any semblance of control. I had no concept of what was happening to me. Now I am aware, I will discipline myself in my actions with the Lieutenant. A Vulcan's need to protect their mate is paramount, even in the throes of Pon Farr."

Spock didn't know if it was entirely true. He could well injure Nyota if his control slipped. But the decision to stay away from her was no longer in his hands. Not being with her would hurt her even worse.

"So what?" Leonard threw his arms out in a shrug. "I'm just supposed to stand back and watch you plow Uhura like a field on my exam table?"

"We are capable of returning to our quarters," Spock replied. "Until we reach New Vulcan, this is the only treatment with any hope of abating the symptoms we are both exhibiting. If you wish to save both of our lives, I must be allowed to copulate with Lieutenant Uhura."

"This still sounds like something Jim would try to convince me of," Leonard groused.

Jim let out an exasperated sigh. "I'm standing right here!"

Leonard went to the table beside Nyota and grabbed some equipment. He stuck a device behind Spock's right ear and then shoved up his tunic, placing another low on his chest. "I'm putting neurocortical and heart monitors on both of you. And you call me if anything happens. You're at least attempting rational right now, Spock. You better keep that up so she's safe."

Despite being so close to Nyota, Spock took in what Leonard was saying and nodded. He smelled Nyota's hair. "Of course." He cupped Nyota's face, crooning softly, "K'diwa."

Nyota keened and pressed against him. "What took you so long?"

Spock trembled, fighting against his instincts as Leonard began to place the monitors on Nyota. He wasn't a challenging male. He was trying to help her. "I won't leave you again. I can't leave you again..." He remembered the words he was supposed to speak to his betrothed. "Parted from me and never parted, never and always touching and touched."

Once Leonard was done with his work, Spock swept Nyota into his arms, pressing her close to his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck, mouthing at his jaw.

"Spock," Jim said as he was able to step out the door. "If I can give you a hand..."

Spock went very still, just arching an eyebrow at the Captain. He suppressed the urge to harm him only by virtue of holding Nyota in his arms.

"Not... Like that." Jim held his hands up in a sign of surrender. "I just mean... If you need anything. Tell me."

"Until we reach New Vulcan, all the Lieutenant and I will require is each other."

Spock carried Nyota towards their quarters. The hand on her leg rubbed over her thigh. He groaned as she nipped at his jaw, turning his head to take her mouth in a kiss. If he were in his right mind, he would no doubt be ashamed of the display. But as he fell deeper into the Pon Farr, he was thrilled at the number of crewmembers who saw them. Yes. Look at him. He was carrying Nyota. She was his. He was going to mate with her.

Once they were in their quarters, he laid her down on the bed. He saw the blood on the sheets from their previous coupling. Gentle... Gentle... He made it a mantra in his head. He would do the meditations he had been doing to try to abate his Pon Farr. Maybe that would help him keep some sanity while he made love to Nyota.

"You're not close enough to me," Nyota whined.

"I am right here, Nyota," Spock murmured, sliding on top of her.

Nyota shook her head. "It's not enough."

Spock nodded. He pressed his fingers to her psi-points and Nyota arched into him, gasping. "You're on fire..."

"I burn for you, K'diwa." Spock's voice was a low rumble. He tried to rid himself of his clothing with one hand. He did an adequate job of taking off his pants, finally freeing his steely erection to his immense relief. Unable to bring himself to break their meld long enough to rid himself of his shirt, he simply shredded the front of it to expose his chest.

"It feels better," Nyota cooed as Spock fell deeper into her mind. She unzipped her dress and shimmied out of it. Her undergarments followed quickly.

"It will feel even better soon." Spock parted her thighs with his free hand. He worked himself between her legs, shuddering at the tip of his lok brushed against her heat.

Control. He needed to keep control. He could not injure his mate.

As he prodded at Nyota's entrance, he brushed the fingers of his free hand against hers in an ozh'esta. "Nyota, look at me."

Nyota raised her head to look into Spock's eyes. He bowed his head briefly to take a soft kiss from her lips. "I may- I will- lose myself before long. I need you to know... Taluhk nash-veh k'dular..." He huffed out a breath and kissed her once again. "I love you. I have always and will always love you."

Nyota placed her free hand on Spock's cheek. "Spock."

His name was all she needed to say. He could feel her love stretching out over their link. Spock slowly sank into her. Nyota's arms reached up to clutch around his neck. The joining of their minds and bodies was a balm to the fires burning in Spock's veins. Before her, Spock had thought he understood why his people had stopped using the term k'hat'n'dlawa. It was too emotional, too sentimental.

Now he knew it to be utterly fact. Half of his heart and soul had been missing. He was only complete when he was with Nyota. He trembled in her arms, feeling the tears in his eyes.

He had not cried since Kirk's death. Vulcan did not cry. He blamed the Pon Farr. He was unable to contain his emotions.

"Shhh..." Nyota whispered. She brushed away his tears with gentle fingers. "It's okay, Honey."

"I never wanted to hurt you," Spock murmured. "I lost control of myself last night. I may lose control again..."

Nyota nodded. She crossed her legs over his backside, drawing him deeper inside of her. "Don't worry."

Spock buried his face in the crook of her neck, tasting the salt of her sweat making her dark skin glisten. "You don't understand, Nyota..."

He felt Nyota's fingers gliding through his hair. "I do, Spock."

He could feel it in their meld. Nyota did understand. His eyes widened and he brought his head up. He abruptly pulled out of her, both mentally and physically. Nyota whined and tried to pull him back to her.

Despite his desire to couple with Nyota, he wanted an explanation. He rolled off of her, sitting up. "How do you know about the Pon Farr?"

Nyota sighed and sat up. She took Spock's hand and began to kiss it. "We've been together for years . You thought I wasn't going to find out everything I could about Vulcans?"

"There's no records you could have accessed," Spock said insistently. "The only record of it is in the Vulcan Learning Center in the biology and sexuality lesson module."

Nyota actually smiled and nipped at Spock's fingers. "Horrible way to find out about the Birds and the Bees... From a computer in a pod."

Spock arched a brow. "Those records are only accessible by the Learning Center students. And no Vulcan would have spoken to you about such a topic."

Nyota ran the flat of her tongue over Spock's palm and he bucked his hips. "No Vulcan did speak to me about it."

Spock sighed, realization dawning. He nodded in understanding. "Michael."

"She went to the Vulcan Learning Center too. Got the same lessons you did."

Spock wrapped an arm around Nyota. "When?"

Nyota leaned against Spock's chest. She idly stroked his nipple. "Remember when Discovery was being fixed up after the Klingon skirmishes? Michael stayed with you while she was on Earth. And there was that day she came home early only to discover her little brother on the couch getting a..."

Flushing green, Spock covered Nyota's mouth with his hand. He remembered very well what Michael had walked in on and had no desire to hear about it again. It was not a particularly proud moment for him. "And as Michael knew I would not engage in a casual sexual relationship, she felt the need to inform you as to the intricacies of Vulcan mating."

Nyota nodded. "She wanted me to be prepared. She knew you wouldn't tell me. She also might've given me the big sister 'don't break his heart' talk."

"Why did you not tell me you knew?" Spock asked. He stroked a hand over Nyota's face. His brave K'diwa, having that frightening knowledge and not sharing it with him.

"You didn't want to talk about it," Nyota replied. "I didn't know if it would happen. You didn't even know that. But when Doctor McCoy put monitors on both of us... I knew what was happening. I didn't know it could be passed on to humans though."

Spock looked down. "I do not believe it is a common occurrence. Certainly not under such conditions as ours. The only person I personally know who would have gone through it was my mother. As my father had already experienced Pon Farr with his first wife, he would not have been caught unaware. They were fully bonded prior to his time."

He leaned in and brushed his lips against her temple. "You do realize that, don't you, Nyota? That's why it's so extreme. This is not just a matter of sex. It is a matter of bonding. I know our discussions of marriage have been brief and we decided to wait until after our mission on the Enterprise was complete... It was never my intent to force this upon you..."

"Spock." Nyota cupped his face in both hands. "Honey... It was going to happen. We both know that. Yes, it's a bit sooner than expected. But I do want to be your wife. Once we reach New Vulcan, I will bond with you. And it is not because our lives depend on it. It is because I love you and I want to be with you."

Spock pulled Nyota close and kissed her firmly. He swept her up into his lap, feeling his need for her growing again. He guided her down onto his lok , making her moan. "I will bond with you on New Vulcan." He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to go easy as he took hold of her hips and lifted her up and down on him. "And when we return to the Enterprise, the Captain will marry us in front of the crew. You will be my wife in the eyes of both of our worlds."

Nyota wrapped her arms around him, burying her fingers in his hair. She took up the work of moving atop him so he could move one hand to her clitoris. He stroked it slowly with his thumb.

He had been so rough with her previously. Even with Leonard's medical intervention, she would still be feeling tender. "I won't hurt you again, Nyota. I promise."

She mewled and ground down onto him. Her eyes were fluttering. "It hurts right now, Spock. It's not enough."

"I know." Spock kissed her before pressing his forehead to hers. It was only a temporary solution. Having sex would soothe the fires of Pon Farr, but not extinguish them completely. Only truly bonding with Nyota would do that.

The idea of bonding with Nyota was... Intriguing. She was already such a part of him, but if they were joined, she would truly be with him at all times. He would be able to feel her in his mind, in his katra. A human ceremony would mean everyone would acknowledge their bond.

Spock brought his head up and kissed her, nipping at her lower lip. He pressed his finger harder against her clitoris "Say you'll marry me, Nyota. I want to hear you say it."

Nyota whimpered and nodded. "I'll marry you, Spock. I'll marry you on New Vulcan and I'll marry you on the ship. I'll marry you as many times as you want."

Spock growled and bent his head down, taking a breast into his mouth. He willed himself not to bite. He wanted to leave marks of his possession all over her body. But no... He needed to be tender. He laved his tongue over the nipple before sucking it into his mouth.

He could feel her moving closer and closer to her climax. He wanted- needed- her to reach her own pleasure. He knew the night before any orgasm she had was telepathically triggered by his own. He only hoped he was being truly attentive to her and it was not a result of the Pon Farr making her more sensitive.

He felt Nyota's hand on his cheek. He raised his head to look up into her soft brown eyes. She knew. Even without being linked she knew.

"Don't overthink things," she murmured. "Just be here with me, Spock. No matter what's happening it's you and me. It's always you and me."

Spock closed his eyes and pulled Nyota closer. He buried his face into her neck and just enjoyed the feeling of her body wrapped around his. Despite the gravity of their situation, he knew it would be okay as long as he were with her. He loved her and she loved him. Nothing else mattered as long as they were together.

Author's Notes: Just for some basic information on Kelvinverse Michael Burnham, since I've made it clear she does exist in this timeline... And it MAY be important later on ;-)

Michael was adopted by Sarek and Amanda, as she was in the Prime Timeline. She has a better relationship with Spock than she did in Disco, which is one of the reasons Kelvinverse Spock has a better grasp of his emotions. A broad strokes version of Disco S1- the "Klingon Skirmishes" rather than and out-and-out war- happened, but not S2 that would have taken place the same time as the first Kelvinverse movie... Also I'm not gonna mess with time travel.

I just really love the Michael-Spock relationship and couldn't resist writing it into the Kelvinverse.