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Uhura looked around, gave a little laugh. 'I recall the last time we had brought a picnic blanket with us.

'And so there should be…' Spock untangled himself from his jacket, and bent low to retrieve the hiking pack he'd programmed to rest discreetly behind the shrubbery. He felt Uhura's gaze tracking him, and straightening he looked at her. 'Were you examining me?'

'Perhaps.'

He was so damn cute when trying to use Earth terms, she thought, watching as he spread out the replicated faded green cloth identical to the one from this hiking date. He toed off his shoes and socks, stepped into the centre, then held out his hand to her which Uhura gladly accepted; it formed the bond between them once more and Uhura inhaled deeply as she felt his lust surface once more.

'Come here,' she murmured, reaching out her hand and puling him close to her by his belt. When her hips bumped against his and she felt the beginnings of his arousal take physical form, she slowly slipped his belt through its loops and unfastened his pants. Her hands fluttered up and down his torso, running her fingers over his scar from the crash on Altamid and feeling the pulse of his heart there; she knew he was self-conscious of it from time to time but she knew he could also feel from her that it did not bother her.

'You are the most beautiful creature I've ever encountered,' he told her, his own slender fingers running up her back and popping the fasteners on her silky black bra. The fabric slid form her body like rainwater and he cupped her breasts against his palms; just as the first time they'd come to the woods she pressed her palms against his arms and let her head loll forward against his shoulder. When she felt his thumbs begin to circle the tip of her breasts in a tantalizing tandem rhythm, she let out a soft moan.

'Funny, I don't remember you being so shy the first time,' she sighed.

'I was indeed nervous, as one would say on Earth and I found myself using that energy to make the consummation of our intimate relationship all the more improved.'

'And here you took that medication from Bones to keep all of that in check tonight. Or was I just imagining how good it was when we made good use of my bedroom wall?'

'It was not imagination at all,' Spock replied, moving his hands over the long lean lines of her body, the subtle feminine curves he found pleasing there until he reached the panties that were her only remaining clothing. Nudging down the thin thread-like bands on her hips, he dipped his fingertips beneath the lacy edging and watched her eyes go wide and dark with lust when he played his fingers lightly over her, finding her already aroused and bringing her to a near aching point in what felt like a heartbeat. 'Yes, it was passionate and that is certainly something I look forward to this evening, but with you, there is always more, my love.'

'Yes, there always is more,' Uhura agreed, then let out a small strangled cry as he drew his fingers away and gently grazed her trigger. She thought her knees might buckle if he did it again, and with the same impatience as before took hold of the band of his undershorts and peeled them downwards to reveal his truly magnificent arousal. Uhura licked her lips in anticipation as she wriggled out of her panties so they stood naked before each other. 'Now what?'

'Now we show each other in some moments words are not needed,' he replied, making a silent vow that it be the last conscious thought either of them had.

Gripping her hips, Spock boosted her up and held her tight to his body as he knelt in the middle of their blanket, the herbaceous woody fragrance of the forest rising around them. With his lover held tight against his body, Spock lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply; his tongue traced the outline of her lips, then over the smooth skin of her neck where Spock lingered to full enjoy the way he could sense her pulse begin to increase. He moved downwards to the valley of her breasts, planting kisses on the inner curve of each one and pausing only a moment to flick his stiffened tongue tip over each of her nipples. Spock lifted his head only briefly when he heard her let out a sound somewhere between a cry and a gulp, then smiled when he felt her palm against his cheek and the sensation of urgency spurring him on. His own hands found their way to her thighs where he held tight and mimicked the trusting motion against Uhura's vault, brushing over her trigger with his fully-aroused member. She made the noise again, and Spock knew his mate was indeed enjoying herself; when he felt the bloodlust rush to bury himself deep inside her, Spock fought to keep it in check.

Uhura's head rolled from side to side, the back of one hand resting near her mouth as her eyes threatened to clench shut and never open again. God, what a mouth he had, what a body; their love life was many things but dull was not one of them. Licking the tips of her fingers, she brushed them over her breasts and felt the cool breeze ride over her body, making her shudder even more which only heightened the arousal she felt for him. As her knees drew up to bracket his hips, Spock changed the rhythm on her once more, moving even further down her body and finding the hollow of her thigh with his mouth, then-

'Oh, god! Oh…oh my love…oh god yes…oh…'

Spock smiled a cat-like smile as laved his tongue over her honey-pot, inhaling her scent deeply in enjoyment. His hand blindly reached up and found her breast, massaging gently; he felt Uhura's fingers close around his hand and he let out a satisfied groan. When he parted her lips, drove his tongue inside her, he actually heard her scream in delight and felt like a god - invincible and powerful as his love all but melted beneath his touch, his mouth.

Uhura swore lightly as she felt her senses revolt against reason; however annoyed or aroused she might be with him, she was always pushed into this place of sensation by him not for his own enjoyment but because he wanted to feel it with her. Instinctively she reached down to touch herself, felt the vibration of Spock's sigh against her body.

'You wanna watch me,' she asked him as he pressed his mouth to her belly and gave her that cat-grin again; at his wordless nod, Uhura moved her hand so she was gently stroking herself, then slipped a finger into her vault. When her eyes closed as she pleasured herself for his voyeuristic enjoyment, they flew open as she felt him join her.

'You feel so beautiful, Nyota,' he told her, keeping his hand still to allow her to control how much she let him in, then murmured in her ear, 'Will this make you orgasm?'

It should have sounded ridiculously awkward, and yet from her lover to Uhura he sound so sweet and tentative, even after they'd made such blazing fiery love such a short time ago. Nodding, she licked her lips then let them for a perfect O shape as she felt Spock curl and uncurl his finger deep within her body. Her back arched as she felt the delicious friction twine through every cell, toes curling as it flooded through her like a summer storm.

'Spock, my love, I want to feel you too,' she murmured to him in his mother tongue and with a single nod, he moved so that he was positioned above her, and for a moment when he saw her with her lush mouth, body responding to his touch, raven hair fanning out behind her, Spock was certain this was what the angels of Earth's folklore looked like.

Taking her hand, he kissed her palm and lowered it between their bodies so she could help guide him in and join with her in a perfect union. As he felt that harmony all but sing through his system, Spock pressed his palm to her cheek, lowered his mouth a whisper from hers.

'With everything I am, or could be, I love you Nyota,' he murmured to her, saw her eyes fill with a shimmer of happy tears that did not spill over.

'I love you right back Spock,' she replied, unsurprised that he remembered the exact words he'd used the very first time he'd said them in this place. Which each movement of his body, she was brought back in time better than any simulated program could do - his body, his scent, his touch, all of it in this place made it feel like that moment on their one year anniversary when they'd gone on that hike and they'd stopped for lunch and had ended up making love right there in the woods, and as they'd come together he'd told her what was in his heart.

To relive that memory was more precious than anything.

Spock felt Uhura's arms come around him, to hold him close as she trembled against him, the second orgasm tumbling through her like thunder as it echoed his own; he turned his face to her throat and closing his eyes, emptied himself into her. He felt his heart pounding in his ears, the rising and falling of Uhura's breasts against his chest, the warm flood against where they remained joined. It was, as always, his favourite moment of when they engaged in physical intimacy; it was not done so according to Vulcan custom but in this particular area he was happy to follow in Uhura's Earth teachings. He'd become fond of the placid sensation, akin to floating in a warm lagoon, and for a moment he always found the peace of mind that he struggled for in his waking hours.

And as he was fond of doing, as he felt Uhura's hands stroking over his hair and shoulders, he kissed the side of her breast and gave a satisfied groan.

'Would it be accurate for me to assess that our relations moments ago were just as satisfactory as they were the first time we made the sojourn to Muir Woods?' he asked her, and Uhura giggled.

'This was way better, because at least this time we won't be-'

'Hey! What are you guys doing up there?'

Uhura and Spock both sat up, the former gasping before going numb with embarrassed shock while the latter remained calm as a millpond. A park ranger in full regalia was craning his neck to see just what they were up to in the alcove formed by the trees. But rather than scrambling for cover this time, Spock merely rose and gestured placidly.

'Sir, we will move along forthwith.'

'See you do, we've had reports of rain coming in.'

The park ranger turned and continued on the hiking trail, leaving Uhura goggling at her lover. 'What…what is he doing here?'

'I was striving for authenticity of the moment,' Spock replied, feeling the laugh bubbling up from within as he studied Uhura's face while she searched for her underwear so she wouldn't be completely humiliated according to human customs from Earth when they left the holodeck. 'My instincts are telling me that perhaps I should not have included that moment.'

'Actually, it's perfect.' Having rediscovered her dress and tugging it over her head, Uhura crossed to Spock and kissed his cheek as she passed him his pants. 'This way, we have more motivation to go back to your place and let that drug wear off before round two.'

'Oh really? Are we anticipating more blood-fire fun, Lieutenant?' When he split into a grin, she felt her belly flutter in excitement.

'I'm counting on it.'

'Well then.' Spock fastened his pants, put his shirt back on and took Uhura's face in his hands; he kissed her with a little nip in her lip. 'We better get there quickly.'

The following morning, Kirk yawned as he stepped onto the turbo lift for the bridge, praying it would be a quiet morning. He'd lost all but four of his monthly replicator rations to Chekov in a friendly game of cards and as they still had another week before the first of the month rolled around, he'd been forced to wait until he reached the mess hall for his morning quote of orange juice.

He was going over his personal to-do list in his mind - check in with the Tarsus satellite's science division, recharge communicator and PADD for real this time and not like when he thought he had overnight, send his mother an email as he'd promised and forgotten to do for nearly a week thanks to playing love doctor for his two favourite stubborn mules - when the lift doors opened with a soft swish and Uhura stepped on looking equal parts exhausted and stupid with happy. She pursed her lips only a moment to keep herself from splitting into a ridiculously foolish grin in front of her captain, then schooled herself when Kirk's gaze remained focused on the doors in front of them that whisked close once more.

'So, how was the big anniversary date night last night?' he asked politely.

'Quite wonderful, thank you.' Uhura paused a moment; the captain was no dummy in the slightest, and seeing as he'd offered her advice on how to deal with her relationship issues, it felt mean to keep him entirely in the dark, given that he was also Spock's best friend. 'He programmed a reenactment of our first date. The symphony and then pizza.'

'And the…other?' Kirk inquired, hoping he didn't sound like a leering asshole or worse a callously dismissive one. His concern was allayed when he saw Uhura's face brighten like a sun, the grin immutable. 'I take it things went well, then.'

'You might say that.'

Uhura thought of the way they'd all but shredded Spock's sheets as he'd purged the bloodlust from his system three times over once they'd returned to his quarters until finally he'd agreed to be dosed with the tranquilizer to get some rest. He'd gone from Casanova on steroids to typical Earth male post-coital snoring in about ten seconds, and Uhura had been tempted to use a partial dose for herself to get some rest but she'd managed to drift off on her own for a short but satisfying five hours before start of shift.

'Lieutenant?'

'Sorry, what was that, Captain?'

Kirk chuckled; it had taken four tries to get her attention back in the here-and-now and even then she still had a sparkle in her eye. 'I was asking where Mister Spock is now.'

'In his room, sleeping it off.'

'That bad, huh?'

'No sir.' Now Uhura spoke not to her captain but her friend Jim and gave him a saucy smile. 'I'm that good.'

Kirk waited only a moment until the lift slowed and the doors opened once more, watched her walk onto the bridge with an extra saucy bounce in her step and knew her world was spinning right once more. 'Way to go, Lieutenant.'