Hey its Melodious here! I know I haven't updated in FOREEEVER. But college life has been real and its Christmas tomorrow! Yay! MERRY CHRISTMAS! Maybe I'll write a Christmas chapter tomorrow. Although, I don't have much time to write I'm going to continue this story because of all the reviews and favorites I got. Please continue! Also, Like I always say, sometimes my chapters are a little off so if you want me to change something I AM READY! ahahaha Also please excuse my typos and grammar mistakes. Thanks!
Deuces and Merry Christmas! :D
"You out-witted my father." Spock says as he sets up his chess pieces.
"I simply told him the truth. I hope it doesn't offend you." I look at the commander in front of me with pleading eyes.
"It is impossible-"
"For you to be offended. Right Right. Cause you're a Vulcan." Spock stops and stares at me with an apathetic gaze. He looks like he's about to say something but he doesn't and he returns to setting up his chess pieces.
"Is there something you have to say to me Spock?" I inquire.
"If I needed to initiate an exchange with you, then I would have done so." Spock finishes setting up his pieces and folds his hands together. "Shall we begin?"
"No." I say daringly. Spock raises an eyebrow.
"Cadet Uhura, I presumed that when you asked to play a game of chess you-"
"Since when have you been calling me Cadet!?"
"I began calling you cadet approximately 354 days ago." He says matter of factly.
"I can't deal with you Spock!" I stand up in my seat. The man in front of me looks slightly taken aback by my outburst. "You are just so-!" I look down to see his adorable face looking slightly baffled. "You know what? Nevermind." I pause for a while and then continue to speak. "Spock?" I ask just to make sure I have his attention. His stare has not faltered. "Nevermind. I-I have to go." I quickly leave my seat and open his door. As I'm standing behind it, I can see that Spock is still sitting there. He hasn't moved an inch. He hasn't even turned around to see where I've gone. Now that I've left the room, I shut the door quietly and my body involuntarily leans against it. My legs give out slowly as my body slides down the door until it reaches the floor. Droplets of tears fall relentlessly out of my eyes and down onto my cheeks. Thank God no one's here right now. Oh, scratch that. It just so happens that a man is making his way down the hall right now.
"My, my, look what we have here." Through my watery and lidded eyes and I able to recognize Bones standing in front of me. "Shhh. Don't cry." He wipes away my tears. I can feel myself being lifted over his shoulder.
"Now what happened?" Bones asks me. I'm resting on a medical matt in his clinic.
"NOTHING HAPPENED!" I sound like a drunk woman trying to announce that she's sober. I can see myself through the reflection of some of his silver medical tools and I'm still crying eyes out. My mascara and eyeliner are sliding down my cheeks. Bones and Chekov look at each other before looking back at me.
"Uhura,"Chekov says in a soft voice, trying not to set me off. "Something must of happened that made you this way." His reasoning only makes me wail some more.
"W-WE WE'RE JUST PLAYING CHESS!" I yell back at him and then proceed to let out a long wail. If people were to walk by the clinic right now, they would think I'm being stabbed.
"Shhh. Shhh. Wait here." Bones says to me. He leaves for a few minutes just to come back and sit by the side of my bed.
"Uhura, I now know what's wrong with you." He says to me with a soft smile on his face. My eyes widen and tears begin to come out even faster.
"W-What is it?" Oh no. Here it comes. The doctor sighs.
"PMS." He says bluntly.
I'm lying on my side in my room staring at the air conditioner.
'What a beautiful air conditioner.'
"URGGH." I fall onto my back just to take one of my pillows and smash it onto my face.
I hear the door open and close. My arms go limp by my side. The pillow is still on my face.
'Oh here we go.'
"That is a beautiful look for you Uhura." I can hear Gaila's cheerful voice ringing in my ears. I feel my bed shift and I can tell that my roommate is sitting beside me. "What happened?" She asks me.
"I pmsed at Spock!" I yell through the pillow.
"Vulcans don't understand pms." She reasons.
"I KNOW." Gaila lifts the pillow away so we can see each other. "I know the perfect solution." She says with a mischievous grin.
3rd Person Pov
Meditating is one way Spock knows how to handle situations that baffle him or cause him stress. But no matter how much he meditates, his mind is unable to focus. His eyebrows twitch and finally he opens his eyes. One could say he gave up. But, Vulcans do not simply 'give up'. He removes himself from his cross-legged position on his meditating mat and stands. He then puts on his blue commander uniform and leaves his dormitory.
*knock knock*
Bones opens the door to his clinic to see the Vulcan man standing in front of him.
"Wow. It is rare for you to come here voluntarily. Something must really be hurting you." The doctor says.
"May I come in?" Spock asks. He waits patiently with his hands behind his back.
"This is a clinic Spock. You don't have to ask to come in." Spock nods his head and makes his way inside.
Uhura's Pov
"You can't be serious."
"I am very serious." Gaila responds. She's on her bed painting her toes.
"An orgasm?!" I ask incredulously.
"Orgasms can alleviate both cramps and a bad mood during pms."
"I think you're forgetting the part where I HAVE NO ONE TO GIVE ME AN ORGASM. Especially with the way I acted toward Spock. " I say solemnly.
"No biggie." Gaila says without looking up from her toes. I give her a raised eyebrow. (I swear I've been around Spock for too long.) She finishes her left foot when she looks up at me. "Its simple. Masturbate."
3rd Person Pov
The two men stare uncomfortably at each other. One is waiting patiently for the other to speak, while the other is trying to put forth the effort.
"Spock." Bones breaks the awkward silence. "You are lucky I'm not busy today. Now can you tell me what is wrong with you?"
"Doctor Leonard Mccoy, it would be inaccurate for me to say that something is wrong with me when in actuality-"
"This has to do with Uhura doesn't it?" The doctor says bluntly. Spock's fingers on begin to clench and he doesn't respond. "Look," Bones sighs. "Uhura came in here earlier." This statement sparks the interest of the Vulcan in front of him. "She said that she had no reason for being upset and that the two of you were just playing chess." Spocks body language shows signs of relief. "But I will tell you this and you can't tell Uhura I told you this. But she's suffering from PMS." Spock's eyes widen. The relief he just felt is long gone and he can feel his heart start to beat fast.
"PMS?" Spock says, as if it's the most disgusting disease in the world.
"Yes." Spock tries to calm himself and he's feeling an overwhelming amount emotion. Vulcan's do not feel emotion. He blames it on the inefficiency of his meditation. "PMS is when a human woman feels the mental affects that occur when she is menstruating. This happens every month. Therefore it is common that for this particular week her mood will fluctuate a lot." Bones explains.
"PMS is not a disease?" Spock asks.
"By-golly no." The doctor says with a little laugh. Spock feels slightly foolish and decides to give his goodbyes to the doctor.
He makes his way down the hall when he sees a green figure running towards him.
"SPOCK! SPOCK!" Gaila breathes heavily. When she reaches him she begins to yell frantically. "Uhura is hurt! She's in our room. Go help her! Quick!" Spock doesn't need to be told twice and speeds his way down the hall. Gaila looks down at her nails and back up at the escaping figure in front of her.
"I really should be an actress." She says with a sly smile and turns to walk away.
Spock runs as fast as he possibly can. He quickly calculates the shortest way possible to reach Uhura's room. Students watch curiously as he races down the dormitory hallway. He reaches her door and cautiously opens it. With stealth he walks around her room and cannot find her until his eyes detect the subtle movement within her bed.
"Ohhh." Uhura moans as her body wriggles beneath her sheets. It seems as though she kicked all of her covers onto the floor and now only a sheer sheet is covering her. Spock has the full view of the outline of her naked body. Her hand is moving aggressively underneath the sheets.
"Mmm Yes." Her face has a pinkish tint. Due to sweat, her brown skin has a gorgeous glow and her bangs are stuck to her forehead.
Spock is dumbfounded. He is aware of what is occurring. He remembers the time the Chief was drunk and showed him pornography. Spock's own cheeks begin to flush and there's an uncontrollable tightness in his pants. His body unwillingly gives into temptation and he quietly walks over to the side of Uhura's bed to get a better view. I guess you could say Spock was fascinated. Suddenly her hand motions become even more aggressive and her back arches. What happens next throws Spock even more off-guard.
"Yes! Spock..." She softly cries out followed by long moan. Her body shutters as she ends her orgasm. Spock looks adorably astonished. He feels a tingly sensation all throughout his body and he's trying so hard to get rid of it. He is both very confused and very uncomfortable.
Uhura's Pov
I open my eyes from what I swear was the best feeling I ever had. The vision that I was picturing of Spock drilling his large cock into me was so real. It's almost like I can see him hovering over me right now. He has that adorable expression with his head cocked to the-
'OH. SHIT.'
My eyes widen instantly and I sit up abruptly in my bed to see that Spock is actually standing there. My eyes that were once stuck looking at his face are now staring at the huge bulge in pants. My eyes travel back up to his face to see that he has absolutely no idea what to do. He takes a deep swallow and straightens himself up. (No pun intended) He attempts too restore his well-known stoic expression and nods his head awkwardly before quickly leaving my room.
I sit there very still for a few seconds before I lie back on the bed, pick up my pillow, and place it back on my face so I can drown in my sorrows.