AN: Thanks to Bitten for all her help, support and hours of work she has put in this w/ me. Thanks also goes out to EG for her help in beta.
Warning: M/F sexual relations, language and mild violence.


Chapter 3: Surrender


The walk through the ship seemed to take forever. With each step, Spock's body grew hotter and more tense as his mind grew chaotic. Thoughts of Autumn, what he would do to her filled him and each step became a struggle when all he wanted to do was break out in to a run, dragging her behind him. Images flashed in his brain, almost danced in front of his eyes they were so vivid. Autumn splayed out in front of him, arching under him as she climaxed over and over again. Her screaming his name, begging for more. How hot and slick she would be under him... thoughts swirled and he almost stumbled. Catching himself just before he moaned, Spock increased his pace ever-so-slightly. It would not do to run without just cause. Mating, as per Startfleet regulations, was not as of yet, just cause. Perhaps in his case it could be, being he was going to die, literally die without it. The direness of his situation would almost be laughable if he was not so volatile.

Content in the knowledge that she finally and fully landed her man, Autumn walked proudly along side of him. She smiled and held his hand as people stopped to turn and watch them pass. No one said anything; they didn't have to. Shock was written all over their faces, but they were too smart or too scared to mutter a word.

It had been no secret that Autumn had a thing for the Vulcan; a few men had tried over the past few months to get close to her. She explained firmly to them that her interests lay elsewhere. Through deductive reasoning, it soon became clear where exactly it was directed and the offers gradually stopped.

Still, a few took their chances, either unknowing or uncaring if Spock had any interest in the redhead. Now it would be clear to everyone. Autumn had finally been claimed by the one who had held her heart for so long. She couldn't be any happier, she was sure, or she would burst.

She got a few approving smiles, a wink from Uhura and she hid her giggles as best she could. It would not do her or Spock's career well to act like a lovesick teenager, but that's exactly what she felt like. With her heart fluttering and her steps light, Autumn committed this moment to memory.

She wanted to remember it all, from the look on Spock's face to the exotic scent of his skin. It was stronger today than ever before and if possible, more pleasing and arousing. She wondered if anyone else noticed it or if it was just her? Right, how many people went around trying to catch Spock's scent? Not many, she'd bet, but she had seen the looks of interest in other women's eyes. Both here on the starship and at the academy. Humanoid or not, it was hard not to notice how cleanly and perfectly the man was put together. Combine that with his superior intellect, and it was amazing that he had not yet been spoken for.

Unable to help herself, Autumn bounced a little bit more as she walked. Spock glanced down at her and raised a brow. In answer, all she could do was give him a goofy grin in return. Shock and desire shot though her as he smiled back. It was a naked, unguarded smile, one that let her see fully into his heart and soul. God, he was beautiful, everything about the man was breathtaking to her.

Both of them were briefly lost in one another and didn't notice Scotty until Spock bumped into him.

Taken aback, Scotty looked at their linked hands and said, "What's this then?" His voice was filled with a little more heat that he cared to admit and surely more than was healthy for his body. Still, he couldn't help the slight sting of jealousy that snaked through him. He knew that Autumn was in love with Spock, but he'd hoped, like many others, that it was a one-sided thing.

One of the things he liked most about her was that she didn't make him feel unattractive. Scotty knew he was no prize in the looks department. There was no question that Kirk had the looks, and if you liked the more non-human kind, Spock was your guy. Bollocks, even Bones had a better chance at getting laid than he did and the Doctor had sworn off women and relationships. In brains, well, Scotty knew he was an even match with any of them, probably even smarter than most. Why canny' lassies love me for my wit an' intelligence? Scotty thought to himself.

All humor died from Spock's face as he straightened up to his full height. Autumn stumbled slightly and frowned in confusion as she was pushed behind Spock's back. She peeked around his shoulder trying to figure out what was going on.

Flat, cool and calm, the Science Officer spoke, "It would be wise to step aside and let us pass, Mr. Scott."

Scotty frowned at the open hostility Spock was projecting toward him. An' why is he so pissy? 'E already has the lass! He and the Vulcan had never been close, nor did they didn't have any real issue either, other than their very first meeting. That was due more to circumstance than actual dislike. Now Spock looked like he was ready to rip his head off, and for what? Liking the same girl? Sharing the same hallway? Breathing?

Relying on his wit and sarcasm, Scotty curled his lip at Spock, "I'm jus' walkin' 'ere, Commander, no need to get your knickers in a bunch."

"I assure you my knickers are fine, Mr. Scott, but if you do not move aside you will require extensive intervention from our Chief Medical Officer to remove your knickers from where I-."

"Spock!" Autumn broke in with a half laugh, half gasp as she moved from behind Spock to stand beside him. She couldn't believe what he was saying or the way he was acting. Surely it was the Pon Farr, but Scotty didn't know that and by the look on Scotty's face, he was just as shocked as she was.

Spock stiffened even more at the idea of Autumn defending another man. Trying the quell the rage that insisted that he kill the competition, he took a breath. Looking down at Autumn he said, "It is no secret that the Chief Engineer has ... a ... thing for you," he explained, "I believe it is time he realized that you are well and truly spoken for, and that he should turn his attentions elsewhere before he finds himself with my foot up his ass."

Spock's words were spoken calmly, only his eyes betrayed his true feelings. Autumn flushed red and for a moment, so did Scotty before he turned pale and stunned. Embarrassment and fear raged inside of the engineer. He knew that Spock could indeed do what he threatened and more. He'd been present when Spock took on Kirk. The fight, if that was what you could call it, lasted only moments and even though Kirk was a scrapper in his own right, he was swiftly and unceremoniously defeated. There would be no hope for someone like Scotty.

Scared for her friend and for Spock's reputation, Autumn grabbed her love by the arm and started to lead him away from the flustered Engineer. Shocked at how deeply and wholly the Pon Farr affected a half-breed Vulcan, Autumn shuddered at the thought of experiencing it with a pure blood.

She wanted to apologize to Scotty for Spock's behavior and explain, but she didn't think that was a very wise move. Spock appeared to be holding on to his sanity by a thread and it was up to her now to save them both. She couldn't even spare a glance in his direction. It would have to wait until she and Spock returned and his bloodfever and jealously cooled.

When they finally reached their shuttle, only Bones and Kirk were there. Neither spoke to Spock as he stepped into the ship and began the pre-flight sequence. Autumn took a minute to speak to them.

"How is he?" Jim asked, his voice held only a slight hint of worry, but she could read the depth of it on his face.

"He's doing as well as well as can be expected." Autumn looked over her shoulder and lowered her voice, "We ran into Scotty," she didn't want to say anymore, knowing Spock could most likely hear her.

Kirk gave her a nod, "I'll check in on him."

Autumn smiled slightly and nodded. As she turned to leave, Bones grabbed her hand and placed a tiny first-aid kit in it. There wasn't much in the kit, some pain relievers, a few bandages and a package of instant ice. "Just in-case," he said softly and stepped back as a soft growl sounded from the front of the shuttle.

"I better go," Autumn said with one last look at her friends before she stepped inside and closed the hatch.

Spock stewed angrily. Did they really think he would hurt her? That he was so far out of control that he would act like an animal? Everything inside of him screamed for him to stand, open the hatch and bash their heads together. That would only prove their point and they might find a way to keep Autumn from going with him. That would be bad, for everyone involved. The one thing that could have kept him from doing just that sat down beside him, her blue eyes slightly uneasy.

With one last long look at Autumn, Spock turned back to the instrument panel and fired the engines. Seconds ticked by before the airlock opened and he could finally take off.

There was no particular destination in mind, just open space. Far enough away from any possible disturbance, but still close enough to the Enterprise that they could return quickly if need be. It did not matter that Spock was in the middle of Pon Farr, he was first and foremost a Starfleet Officer and he would do his best to put aside any personal discomfort if the need arose.

Autumn sat quietly, her heart pounding. Spock was shockingly more calm now than before. Odd, considering they were getting close to beginning the Pon Farr ritual, and maybe that was the reason? Was it because he knew soon they would be together? Mated? Perhaps he found comfort in that knowledge while she became increasingly restless.

What if she disappointed him or did something wrong? Could she please him enough to sate his bloodfever? Fear and doubt warred in her mind as Spock just sat there, quiet and seemingly calm.

His hands were steady, but his heart and mind raced. He so much wanted this to go smoothly. For her to find as much pleasure in his body as he was sure he would find in hers. Would he touch her like she wanted? How she wanted? Had she ever copulated outside of her species before? Another jolt of anger shot through him but he pushed it aside for his own sanity.

By nature, Vulcans were not a jealous species; only during Pon Farr did that particular emotion surface. It seemed that the worst of them came out during this time. Everything that they had worked to suppress with logic and clear thinking surfaced to threaten who they had ever strove to be.

Spock could not afford to allow his petty jealousy to ruin things between him and Autumn. She had agreed to be his, had told him more than once that she loved him, he really just needed to get over it. The only way for that to happen was to possess her fully. Unable to wait any longer, Spock set the autopilot and put the ship in a hover mode.

Autumn heard and felt the change in the engines and swallowed. This was it. Should she remain in the seat beside him? Move to the back and undress? Wait naked for him to come to her?

No, that's not how she wanted this to play out. It was quite possible that this would be the only time in her life that she had full control over him and his body. She planned on taking full advantage of that.

Standing, she gave Spock a soft smile and trailed a fingernail over the point of his ear and down as she passed. Her grin grew wider as she noticed the shiver that shook his body.

Turning the bedding down, Autumn sat, removed her boots and waited.

After setting the controls and autopilot to maintain the shuttle's current speed and trajectory, Spock stood and turned toward Autumn. It had taken every last scrap of willpower and focus he had left to get them this far, now it was all about the physical. He needed her, now.

Seeing Spock make his way stiffly toward her, Autumn looked up at him. She could see the subtle shape of his muscles under his uniform, but damn, seeing wasn't enough; she wanted to touch and lick them. She'd waited for this moment for a long time. Smiling slightly, she noticed the profound bulge in the front of his pants. She'd felt him stiff and hard against her before, but nothing quite so predominant.

"Take off your shirt," Autumn demanded as she licked her lips. Now she'd finally get to see all that ivory skin for herself. She watched, mesmerized, as Spock slowly removed his blue uniform shirt.

He was trembling and he knew she had to notice. Not that it mattered now, Spock would make her tremble soon enough. The way she was looking at him made him feel like more of a man than anything ever had. Autumn wanted him; him, not because she wanted to flirt with the erotic side of life, or because she wanted to experience sex with a different species. No, she wanted him because she loved him.

Being a man of two worlds, the females of both species had sought him out for that very reason. The first time he had been very young and naive, the second was more for comparison. Unsure if he would favor a human woman or a Vulcan, he had enjoyed both once or twice and realized that it did not matter what species they were. All that mattered was finding the proper one, the one that he could love.

That was Autumn.

Her breath caught with the first look at him. His skin was so smooth and he appeared to almost gleam in the low light. Autumn walked slowly toward him and then trailed her fingers down his chest. "So soft," she whispered.

Stepping closer, she buried her nose in his neck and inhaled his scent as she splayed her hands over his chest. Autumn could feel his heart pounding under her palm and smiled. He hadn't touched her yet and that was kind of shocking. With the way his erection was straining in his pants, she had been almost sure he'd demand use of her body right away. As it was, he appeared to enjoy her touching him and she was more than fine with continuing.

Holding back was agonizing for him. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, of finally having Autumn for his own. Her touches were gentle, small strokes of her fingers against his heated flesh. The sensation was in direct contrast to how he felt. He wanted to strip her down and enter her hard and fast. To... fuck ... her until they were both sated, but he would not do that. He would take his time and let her have her own pleasure.

She stroked her thumb over his nipple and heard him gasp. "Do you like that?" she whispered before she ran her tongue over the length of his ear.

"Yes," he replied huskily.

Autumn felt him tremble and knew what else he'd like. The thought of what she was about to do made her mouth water. The idea of his hard, smooth shaft sliding down her throat had her moaning as she slowly lowered herself to her knees at his feet.

Their eyes locked as she untied his boots and slid his feet out of them. Next came his pants. Autumn couldn't help herself from sliding her thumb across the very tip of his erection that was straining to get out at the waistband of his pants.

Spock's whole body jerked at the contact as sparks seemed to shoot up and down his spine. Just one touch and he was ready to explode. He hoped he could hold out longer and not embarrass himself, but the extent of his hunger threatened to consume him.

He desperately wanted to be inside of her but when she touched him, he couldn't find the strength to pull away, or do anything for that matter, other than enjoy it. It was illogical to be so selfish, but in the end he could not help himself. She gave and he allowed himself to take. For now. He would give her as much pleasure as he was able when the time came.

Feeling the material of his pants part, Spock groaned as the cooler air hit his heated flesh. No sooner did he get used to the sensation before it changed once again.

Heat consumed him. Fire enveloped him and threatened to send him to his knees. Autumn had taken him into her mouth and Spock was sure he would die from the pleasure of it. He had heard and read about this kind of lovemaking, but had not had the chance to experience it for himself. Vulcans did not see any reason to preform such an act, it did nothing to further their species and human woman seemed unwilling to receive him into their mouths, only their bodies.

He could understand now, not that it had ever bothered him in the past, but sharing this with Autumn, and only Autumn, seemed more intimate somehow.

The taste of Spock on her tongue threatened to overwhelm her. His skin was like velvet but his cock was hot and hard as iron. Moaning, Autumn opened her throat and took him as deep as she could. Getting in to her work, Autumn shoved his pants down the rest of the way and all but yanked them off of him. Spock stumbled slightly but she held him upright with a hand and her mouth. Finally, he was fully and blissfully naked in front of her.

She pulled back to look at him, all of him. He was pale, she knew he would be. His sex was thick and only a shade darker than the rest of him. Unlike a human male the head was not purplish, but a dusky bronze color. It jetted out proudly from a mass of gleaming black curls.

His arms and legs were coated in a fine dusting of black hair that Autumn found unbelievably sexy. Grasping his hips, she pulled Spock back toward her waiting mouth and swallowed him down once again.

Unable to fully process the pleasure he was feeling without removing one scrap of Autumn's clothing, the only thing Spock could do was hold on. He threaded his hands into her hair and gripped as tight as he dared. He wanted to pull her back so he could make love to her but he never wanted her to stop. She seemed to be enjoying herself and he did not want to take that from her. Clearly, Autumn took pleasure in giving it to him.

Heat pooled low and burned hot. Against his will, he began to move his hips in accordance with her movements. His respiration grew shallow and fast and Spock knew that he was getting close to climax.

"Autumn," he whispered and tugged her hair slightly. He had hoped to pull her away, but instead, she moaned and inched closer. He was sure he would perish.

Feeling him lengthen and harden more, Autumn could have smiled, if her mouth wasn't so full. She was going to make him cum. Spock. The man that was always in complete control of himself was going to cum in her mouth and she couldn't wait. He wanted to draw back, she could tell, and she knew the reason why. He didn't want to offend her or force her to do something that she might not like.

He struggled a little harder and she looked up at him. A fine sheen of sweat glistened on his skin and she thought he never looked more beautiful. Their eyes locked as she struggled to tell him without words that she wanted this. Needed it even. Cupping his balls, Autumn tongued his slit for a moment until his eyes turned black and his body rigid.

Lights flashed and his ears buzzed as Autumn's intentions finally registered through the blaze of desire. She wanted him to climax in her mouth, was all but begging him to. It was unexpected, but he did not have the strength to hold back any longer.

Pulling him to her, demanding he let go, Autumn took him deep again, swallowed and whimpered. Finally, Spock let out a guttural moan as he surrendered himself to her.

Heat broke out goose-flesh all over his body as he went motionless. A heartbeat passed and then two before he felt himself being ripped apart as he shattered.