Chapter Forty One
Touching
When You Wish Upon A Star
Once alone, Spock paced himself. Through their bond he was fully aware that the weight of her hair was causing her distress. So Spock took Nyota's hand and led her to a chair and said,
"This hairstyle has caused you to experience pain."
With that he removed the cowl and of course, folded it neatly. Nyota's hand went up to start to dismantle the elaborate twists and turns of the hairdo but Spock's much larger one stayed the movement. He brought both hands to his lips and kissed the palms. Through their bond he sent, 'Wife, your Adun will attend to you.'
Spock began the systematic removal and placement of all the hair pins and clips and held himself back as her ebony mane cascaded down about her slim shoulders. He kissed the top of her head.
He had no idea that the thought of the word Aduna, wife, could affect him so deeply. Yet, he remembered Benjamin's cautionary advise and came around to face Nyota.
"When did you last take in food?"
"At first light."
"You require sustenance."
Within minutes he returned with a tray, holding tea, crackers, fruit, and two energy bars. He sat the tray down and she took up her tea and sipped it. She closed her eyes and sighed,
"This is perfect,"
This she sent half through their bond and half verbally. As she reached for a cracker he stilled her hand and lifted the cracker to her lips. There was a look of wonder on her face.
Spock sent, "Do not be amazed beloved. This is my role for as long as you live, to nourish, protect, and care for your every need. It is The Vulcan Way."
Nyota now felt it was her turn, she picked up a cracker and placed it by his lips, he opened his mouth to receive her gift. The intensity of the moment was great indeed. He realized of course, he did not need food, what he needed was Nyota. He allowed her time to finish the energy bar and then gathered up the tray and its contents and carried them back into the food preparation area.
When he returned she had stood up and now walked toward him. She sent,
'I am ready to become yours.'
He smoothed back a whisp of her hair and asked,
"You must be sure beloved."
"I am sure, just a little afraid. Your Aduna wishes to please you."
"Nyota, this cannot be one way, I am obligated to pleasure you. You must tell me what I must do to accomplish this. I hesitate only because I do not know how long it will take for my body to be satisfied. "
Beloved, "I have meditated and strengthened myself."
With that Spock lowered his lips onto hers and he heard her moan. He caressed her neck and rained kisses onto it. To slow himself down he initiated a contact through the touch of their foreheads and she appeared almost dreamlike. Then with the same precision he had used when he took down her hair he started to disrobe her. He folded each garment and placed them on a small chest to his right. Her lips were parted as he removed the last article of clothing and she stood before him. He grasped her face and murmured, "How is it I deserve such a gift?" He kissed her again, a long, soft kiss.
He stood before her and sent, "May this pleasure your eyes."
With that he opened his formal robe, folded it and proceeded to disrobe down to his loin cloth.
He sent, "You are the one who must remove this article of clothing."
He placed her hand at the fold of the cloth. He felt her tremble and looked up to see that she had closed her eyes. She tugged the cloth and it came undone in her hands.
"You must look at me Nyota," was Spock's request. With amusement he stated, "I am quite able to send you what I see."
That touch of levity released Nyota inhibitions.
Spock sensed this and said, "I will now touch you and you will have to let me know if it pleases you.."
He lowered his lips to her collar bone and kissed and nibbled his way from one end to the other. Spock heard her gasp.
Enough of an answer for him.
He lifted her hair and kissed her neck, and licked her ear. Another sharp intake of air. He thought,
'We are making progress here.'
Through their bond he sensed her state and picked her up and carried her to their bed.
She murmured, "Spock, my Spock, I love you with my entire being. I am yours."
He heard himself produce a low growl and his voice said, "Mine!"
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It took two and one-half days for Spock to surface in a state of fulfillment. He looked over at his Aduna, she was lying on her side, her hair flared out on the pillow.* Her chest rose and fell, with each of her soft breaths, she at last able to rest.* There were no words in Spock's vocabulary to describe their experience. He was sated, she had been pleasured and he now had a mental road map to the ways he could accomplish that depth of satisfaction.
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The trip to Rissa provided further opportunities for inter-species understanding. First, it should be understood, once a Vulcan male was satisfied, his Vulcan mate echoed his hormonal state, she too was satisfied and remained so until his need surfaced again. Not so with the Terran female. She could require almost constant reassurance of her femininity. It could best be described as a 'give and take' set of circumstances.
If she walked past him in an unclothed state, he was more then willing to take what she would give. Or perhaps it would be her sudden presence in the shower with him that would produce the same effect. Spock then fully understood the sudden disappearance of his parents after just a touch or glance.
Of course there was a vast difference between his parents and he and Nyota's circumstances. Theirs required extreme control. They could not risk going against the stated agreement T'Pau had made with the Board-bondmates only on Embassy grounds.
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Quite a while ago Spock made it clear that he did not like to swim, nor did he ever again intend to submerse his body in water populated by living things, something that was required during Star Fleet training. He did however, accompany Nyota to the beach and watched her swim. He would in no way trust the visitors or the inhabitants of this pleasure planet, with the safe keeping of his Aduna.
The sand on this beach was black and spongy an unusual mix of volcanic rock, that had been reduced to sand, and an unusual form of plant life that breathed. Spock knew that it had been studied already but secured a sample for himself to satisfy his own curiosity. When Nyota returned to the blanket he dried her off and handed her cover-up to her. The wind off the ocean was blowing her hair around her face and he sent to her an image of their rooms, more specifically their bed and she gathered up their things, he took the bag and she walked ahead of him. Of course it was not a problem to keep up with her, encircle her waist and plant a kiss on the top of her head as a preamble to what was ahead.
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The end result of that visit to their suite, were tangled bodies and sheets. They were seated on their bed and Nyota was caressing his face as he was doing likewise to her's Her face radiated joy, contentment. Of course, his face mirrored nothing, but his eyes shown with the deepest feelings.** Finally, their hands dropped to the bed and their fingers twined into the ozh'esta, Vulcan finger embrace as their foreheads touched.
While on Rissa Spock instructed Nyota on controlling their bond. He let her see how to shield her thoughts from other telepaths. And helped her see that the volume could be controlled to almost silence. Why did he now came to the realization that his mother had used that feature when she was annoyed with his father?
The time on Rissa ended too soon. As they were seated on the transport on the way home, Spock looked down at his sleepin Aduna, and realized all he had desired had been fulfilledd because of Nyota. He decided that that conclusion was indeed most logical.
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By the time they returned to the Academy the press release had been published and there were regular visits by instructors and students to department heads' offices-the visitors would request permission to complete the form, that would indicate their intent. And amazingly, actuality productivity on the part of all increased twenty-seven per cent. So much for the thought that the previous ruling was a healthy one. Spock and Nyota sat together to enjoy their meals but neither one of them shared instructor/student time again. She was under the direction of Professor Kosneck in all the courses she had had under Spock's tutelage.
At times they would receive congratulations from someone in the corridors or mess hall but neither one of them could determine if it was because of their marital state or the victory they had won that affected the history of Star Fleet Academy.
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*My inspiration for that written description can be found in 's, picture by kara-lija entitled, 'At Your Best You Are Love' posted on
**My inspiration that that description is Linstock's Reflection, also posted on
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