Author's Note:

Here's another chapter guys! I'm sorry I haven't written for quite a while, I had a contest and needed to prepare and to add to that I had to do my programming thesis and documentation (which was of course pretty bloody).

Anyway, thank you for those who reviewed the previous chapters.

CHAPTER 4: One Step Closer

Victoria gripped at Spock's coat while they were travelling. Her confidence is slowly fading as time pass. She didn't know what she was doing. He was the only one who had rendered her incapable of thinking whilst in his presence.

They've arrived at the parking lot. After parking the hover bike she looked at him and bit her lower lip nervously. That's another thing, she's rarely nervous; it was rare for her not to know what will happen next.

Spock looked at Victoria as they got out of the hover bike. He noticed how she bit her lower lip nervously and felt another surge of heat go into him. He held out his hand – for what reason, he did not know – and when she took it sent a reassuring and calming emotions to her. He doesn't want her to be uncomfortable or unsettled when she's with him.

She smiled at his efforts. "Let's go then."

Nodding he led her to his quarters. It's Friday night and half of the faculty staying at the building is having their daily 'Bowling Night', some went home for the weekend, and others were out fraternizing with each other at some local bars and would be home a little late, so they are pretty safe to be roaming the halls together on a late Friday night.

When they entered the room things got a little awkward again. Both of them didn't know what to do at that point of time, they didn't know that to do to diminish the awkward silence that have settled between them.

"Do you want any refreshments?" Spock asked hoping to establish a communication between them.

"Uh…water would be fine." She replied.

While Spock was in the kitchen, Victoria made herself comfortable in the couch. It's the first time she had felt awkwardness while on a man's pad. Usually there would be no talking involve, instead the only sound produced are moaning and groaning. This is different, she's experiencing something new. She looked around the quarters to distract herself and smiled. His walls were plain white like hers and everything is organized articulately.

Spock came back and placed the glass of water on the table in front of her. He suddenly felt nervous as he noticed that she was looking around his quarters which he had kept really plain.

"You have a nice room. I like it."

Relief washed over him as she spoke. He sat besides her minding a meter of distance and looked at her facial expressions as she continued surveying the room.

Victoria stood and walked to be bookshelf on the corner. There were varieties of books there that picked up her attention; from Vulcan books – some of which she recognize – and Terran literature. Suddenly a devious idea entered her mind. She turned around, leaned to the bookshelf, and looked at Spock. She then did a 'come' motion with her fingers and smiled deviously.

Spock looked at her curiously, he noticed that there was something different about the way she smiled but just shrugged it off. He'd seen the way motion she did with her hand and complied. Standing up and walking towards her, he became concerned that something in the shelf bothered her.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked, studying her face.

She didn't gave a verbal response but instead stunned him when she placed her right hand on her cheek, tip toed to him, and kissed him softly. Spock was rendered temporarily immobile that he didn't respond. Victoria was the first one to break the kiss and smiled at him.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?" She asked as she turned her attention to his pointed ears, touching them.

He felt hot, his hands were twitching at his sides. The fire running through his veins got hotter as he felt her fingers brushing with his pointed ears. His eyes burns desire, he yearns for her now. He took a hold of her right hand and brought it to his lips, he then entwined their fingers together and leaned in to her to resume their last entanglement.

His kiss was soft, gentle, and quite hesitant that made Victoria smile. She could feel his other hand sneaking its way into her waist. Slowly their kiss becomes deeper and deeper; their bodies getting closer and more heated with each other. There's no way to extinguish the fire now. Everything went fast, the next thing she knew – and she didn't knew how it happened – was that she was lying on his bed under him while they proceeded to tear each other's clothing.

The night was spent on utter bliss of intimacy that neither of them had experienced before. On that night they became one step closer with each other, not just with the joining of their flesh but for the joining of their mind and soul.

(*_*)

Spock looked at the woman curled up to him. His Vulcan mind was torn about what had transpired several times that night. He had succumb to his carnal hunger, part of him regrets it while the other half savoured each moment with pride. There's no denying between their attractions with each other, the only problem is that they had crossed the line between student-teacher relationships.

She snuggled closed up to him. He caressed her dark mane and breathe in her scent. She was so beautiful, and now she was his. She gave herself to him without any doubts or hesitation. He looked at her neck and smiled, he had marked her. There is an underlying proof that she was his. He had not just melded with her body, but he had also melded with her mind. Closing his eyes for a moment, he could feel her connection with him there humming peacefully. Again, he should feel guilty but he doesn't, in fact it made him feel a good.

Kissing her shoulder and neck where he marked her he entwined his left hand with hers and decided to sleep. He knew there would have to be a talk about the whole event when she woke, but right now the only thing he wants to do is to lie beside her and feel her warmth beside him

(*_*)

Victoria opened her eyes and groaned trying to find Spock's warmth beside her. She didn't find him so she sat up and looked around. She didn't find him anywhere within the vicinity so she stood up, wrapped the sheets on her body, and took a peek at the whole quarters. When she did not find him anywhere she decided to take a shower and dress on his shirt which was too big for her.

Dressed with his shirt she walked to the bookshelf she had seen the night before and picked up the Romeo & Juliet book. She flopped down to the bed and started to read the book to kill the time while waiting for Spock.

Meanwhile, Spock was out at the grocery store picking up bread, food, hygiene, and few clothing for Victoria. As he understood it she won't be having anything to dress herself with because he distinctly remember tearing off her jeans and underwear during the activities the night before. He also took his time outside to formulate a plan on how he's going to approach her for the matter at hand. The relationship they suddenly had formed could be a cause of some problems for both of their careers. Therefore, he needed to talk to her into the level of relationship she wanted with him and vice versa.

He arrived at his room carrying several bags and a solution in mind. Settling down the bag on the kitchen table he was startled when a pair of arms wrapped themselves around his torso.

"Hey! Glad you're here. I was wondering where you've been."

He unwrapped himself around her and turned around. He was greeted with a delightful view of Victoria on his shirt, and as he knew wearing nothing underneath. He tried to focus on the subject matter at hand but the next thing he knew was that he was buckling her down to his bed and kissing her all over.

(*_*)

"I know you want to talk about this." Victoria looked at him and smiled softly. She had her head on his chest and was drawing imaginary lines on his chest.

"Yes, I…" Spock sighed, as he unconsciously brush his hand on her soft dark hair.

"I know. We crossed the line between the normal teacher and student relationship. You're a Vulcan and I understand that you cannot lie nor you can ignore the rules; and I as a Betazoid value honesty." She somewhat feel sad, which was unusual since she had several partners whom she didn't have emotional attachments with. However, with Spock she feels the need to stay with him and to be with him.

"If there is someone at fault in this whole situation that would be me. I've let my emotions get the best of me. You are still under my command therefore prohibited by the rules to engage in a physical relationship with your superior. As your superior I should have—" He was cut off by her warm lips silencing his own.

"Shh…It's not just your fault. I wanted this, you didn't force me to do anything…" She stopped as her stomach grumbled for attention. "…but before that we should probably eat. I'm hungry."

She sat up and wrapped the covers with her, leaving him naked on the bed quite amused with her actions.

"I've brought new clothes for you. They're in the bag."

"Thanks."

After the both of them had redressed and re-cleaned themselves they met at the kitchen. Spock was already making food in the kitchen when she finished. Sitting down on one of the stool in the counter she picked up a croissant and took a bite.

"So, what do you propose we do?" her voice was soft as she asked him.

"The logical path is to discontinue this relationship while you are still under my tutelage." She frowned as she realize what he was trying to say; he wanted to discontinue their relationship.

An idea suddenly clicked on her brain. A smile formed on her lips.

"But…" she walked up to him and placed her arm around her waist, "…the rules just said that we can't have this kind of relationship if I am still under your tutelage. That being said and the rules having no further information regarding the issue, it means that if I am not your student or your direct subordinate… then this relationship could continue. Just like every rules, there's always a loophole."

He was surprised. Yes, he himself had seen the loophole in the regulations. However, he decided not to tell them since doing so would mean that he condones disobeying the rules. The whole situation got him thinking, if it continuing the relationship would mean that he was defying his Vulcan teachings of following the rules.

"However, since I know that it's bothering you and you're Vulcan mind. I propose that we discontinue our relationship…" she kissed his chin, cheek and lips, "…for now. And wait for the term to end. What do you say?"

Her body leaning onto his and her sweet scent floating around the room engulfing him. Once again, he became intoxicated with her. It boggles his mind that she had only known this woman for a few months, yet in that short span of time she had made him do and think outside of his normal self.

"Yes, I think that would suffice." And with that he silenced her with a kiss.

R&R

PS: Sorry if I disappointed you in the intimate scene in this chapter, I'm not really good at writing those kind of scene.