AN: This chapter contains dubious consent and a sex scene. I hope it's ok as I'm not the best at writing these things. Please, please review and let me know what you think. It always inspires me when I get reviews and makes me want to write faster.

Thank you!

Tishbing

Chapter Two

Jamie Kirk spun around and blinked rapidly to clear her vision from the bright flash. She quickly realized that she was definitely not on the Enterprise anymore. She felt heavier and it was like she was being squeezed to the point of not being able to breath. She looked down. Her uniform was replaced with a modest green gown complete with gold trim and corset. Her hands flew up to her hair and she could feel that it had also been altered. It was pinned up in loose curls with pearls and hair-pins. The whole ensemble was era-accurate with Trelane's clothing. With her breasts practically hanging out of the monstrosity, she was pretty livid.

She spun around and noticed Spock and her anger dissolved into...hilarity. Spock looked...there was no other word for it...ridiculous! He was dressed in a modest three-piece black suit that was also from the eighteenth century, complete with stockings. The only thing that made him look slightly less stupid was that his hair had been brushed into a more human fashion but his pointed ears clearly identified him as alien. Jim burst into laughter and pointed.

"Oh my god! You look hysterical!" She gasped in between her giggles. Spock practically glared at her and put his hands behind his back in an attempt to look dignified.

"I fail to see the humor in this situation, captain, as we have been kidnapped by an unknown entity and are being held against our will." He quickly started to look around the room they were being held in.

He tried the large oak doors. Locked. And once Jamie got her laughing and breathing under control, she started to help the commander explore where they were being held. It was a large room, tastelessly decorated with oil paintings depicting nude humans in various sexual poses. Silk tapestries hung from the ceiling and the room was dominated by a large four-poster bed with heavy red sheets. The windows were locked and Jamie tried using a wooden chair to break it to no avail.

The only modern amenity was a bathroom off to the side that included a large claw-foot tub, sink and toilet. Jamie started to kick at the chair to attempt to break it for use as a weapon but wasn't having any luck. The damn corset was making it hard to breath and soon she was panting hard with the effort, black spots dancing in front of her eyes.

"Captain, perhaps if I removed this garment then you would be more comfortable." Spock's voice from right behind her caused Jamie to jump. The world tilted slightly and she reached out to steady herself on the wall as Spock's hands slipped around her waist. She could feel his hands moving to untie her clothing and immediately felt herself blush at the realization that he was undressing her in a bedroom.

Jamie shook her head and slapped Spock's hands away, preventing him from unfastening the laces and buttons. She turned and hated to admit it but with Spock's hair slightly messed and his gaze focused on her and nothing else, it made her stomach flip in nervousness. He frowned slightly and pressed his lips into an irritated thin line.

"You are struggling to breath. It is illogical to not allow me to assist you in removing the offending garment."

Jamie rolled her eyes at his argument and continued looking around the room for a clue as to why Trelane had brought them there. It looked like a scene from a really bad romance holovid, especially with their matching costumes. It was like Trelane was trying to...no. Jim shook her head and stopped that train of thought. This was neither the time nor the place to think about things like that.

"Oh, I assure you captain that that is precisely the reason I brought you here."

A flash of light and Kirk saw Trelane leaning casually against a marble fireplace with a smirk. Jamie immediately jumped in front of Spock and glared, fists clenched at the man.

"What do you want, Trelane?" She bit out.

Trelane smiled indulgently at her and it just made her more angry.

"I am sorry for your abrupt departure from your ship. Although, perhaps I should explain myself properly." He smiled and bowed, taking Kirk's hand and kissing it as though greeting a lady. Kirk resisted the urge to rip her arm away and gag.

"I am Trelane. A member of the Q and I was ordered here to make amends with the soul known as James T. Kirk." His brown eyes looked her up and down and he crossed his arms, smiling. Jamie frowned and shook her head in confusion.

"You've said that before. What are you talking about?" She asked. Trelane grew serious and bit his lip, looking more like a nervous school boy than a grown man.

"You see, I did a great disservice to the James Kirk of another universe - though I didn't see it as such at the time. I was much younger and still had...minders." He frowned and uttered the last word as if it had a bad taste. "I was told to apologize and this was the best idea I thought of." He shook himself and pulled on a smile, holding his arms out like he was showcasing a masterpiece.

"And though I want to assist Jamie Kirk..." He looked to Spock. "...you, I have no intention of being so kind to you. Your counterpart really..." He frowned. "...pissed me off and I never had the chance to teach him manners. I can see that you are in need of a lesson more than he was so this will work beautifully."

Trelane's smile turned predatory and Jamie's stomach clenched in worry. She backed away slightly and made sure to place herself in between the two men. Trelane wagged a finger at her and she stopped her movement.

"You see, I am omnipotent and I am going to give you a taste of what you want more than anything and the snooty, stuck-up Mr. Spock will be forced to give it to you."

Jim shook her head. There was no way he could know. Surely he didn't mean...

"Oh, I know." Trelane smirked as he saw Jamie pale. "I know all about your crush. Your yen for the cerebral Mr. Spock. In fact, it's much closer to love than a simple crush." He looked at Spock with a sneer of disgust. "Though, why and how you could love someone who would probably be revolted by the idea of love..." He sighed dramatically.

"I will never understand the human emotion of love."

Jamie was shaking her head in horror. She had worked so hard to keep it a secret.

"Stop...j-just stop it, right now!" Jim hissed. Her eyes flew to Spock who was looking at her with a glint of anger in his eyes. Trelane clapped his hands in childish delight at her reaction.

"Oh, we're not here to stop anything." Trelane purred. "I know that you'd probably spend your entire life dreaming and wishing to engage in all those sweaty, germy and disgusting contortions you humans call sex with Spock's willing and eager participation but this will have to do." His eyes settled on the commander who's glare had turned to Trelane. "It is very...fascinating to note that, for a species who represses every emotion, that he is very enthusiastic in the act of coitus once his paramour, the lovely Miss Uhura, warms him up."

Spock shoved past Kirk, almost knocking her over in the process, with his hands outstretched to attempt to strangle Trelane, only to wind up grasping empty air rather than the plump neck.

"Naughty naughty." The voice chided from behind them and they both spun around to see Trelane casually draped across a fainting couch.

"Now-as I was saying, you-Jamie Kirk, are about to get a night of what you fantasized about and then some."

Jamie found her voice. "I won't...you can't make me! And Spock won't either." She took an angry step forward. "We're not your playthings!"

Trelane waved a hand airily. "Oh...I won't have to make you." Trelane sniggered and Jamie felt a wave if sickness settling over her at the man's nonchalance. "And Mr. Spock won't be able to help himself."

Trelane's brown eyes fixed on Spock. "You see, vulcans have a nasty little biological secret called Pon Farr. It trumps all their much-vaunted emotional control." Spock stiffened next to Jamie and Trelane's gaze slid to Kirk. All traces of humor gone as he continued his speech.

"He'll burn. He'll be on fire with unquenchable lust and you'll be the only 'vessel' available. And if you don't accommodate him, he'll die. Pon farr culminates into a nasty fever known as the Plak-tow and if that fever's not slaked by a willing partner then it will kill him. So, you either take what I'm offering, Jamie, and allow me to pay my debt or you watch him die. It's up to the two of you." He snapped his fingers and the lights went low and a fire erupted in the fireplace, illuminating the room in flickering light.

"Something to set the mood." He explained and Jamie flushed crimson in a mixture of humiliation and anger.

"I...my time is not upon me." Spock said in an almost trembling voice. Jim turned and saw Spock's cheeks and the tips if his ears had turned green. Trelane smirked at the flustered vulcan.

"You truly don't believe I can change that?" He asked with a laugh. "It's already starting."

Jamie stumbled towards Trelane, holding her arms in a pleading gesture. "Please don't do this! Please! I'll do anything!" All she could think of was Uhura and how much she loved Spock. Jamie loved Spock and wanted him but not like this! She wanted him to be happy, whether or not that included her. She owed him that much.

Trelane shook his head. "So noble but no. I'll leave you two to it then." He waved a hand and disappeared. His voice echoed even though he was gone. "And don't worry-I won't watch. It's nothing I haven't seen before."

"Is what he said true?" Spock's voice was rough and gravelly. Jamie turned and saw Spock watching her. His eyes were flashing with unconcealed anger and his fists were clenched. She stepped back, a spike of fear lanced through her at the sight and before she could get far his hands gripped her arms in a steel-like grip. She cried out as she felt bruises blossoming under his fingers. Her cry startled Spock into releasing her and he quickly stepped back, his hands rapidly closing and opening into fists at his sides. Her eyes burned with tears and guilt washed through her.

"I'm so sorry. It was just a crush. I was never going to act on it." She pleaded and Spock took a threatening step forward forcing Jamie back.

"Your adolescent crush attracted this being and put us in this situation." He snarled. Jamie glared back, her arms crossed and hands rubbing where Spock had bruised her.

"I'm not a fucking vulcan! I can't control a crush and how the hell was I to know an omnipotent being was going to appear and do this?" She snapped back, waving her arms around to emphasize the whole ridiculous situation.

Spock shook his head in a jerky fashion and closed his eyes for a moment before taking a deep breath. He opened his eyes and looked at Jim, regret and embarrassment shining through.

"I...apologize."

Jim was worried. She moved closer to the now trembling vulcan.

"Spock? Are you okay? Did Trelane...?" She trailed off at Spock's nod.

"Yes. My control is slipping. I...am entering Pon Farr."

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Jamie estimated ten hours had passed since Trelane's ultimatum and subsequent departure. She watched Spock from her place on the fainting couch with extreme concern. He was laying on the bed, rigid and trembling. His breathing was harsh and his eyes were closed tightly. He hadn't said a word since his declaration and was clearly trying to ignore his forced symptoms. His hands were fisted in the sheets and a thin sheen of sweat covered his face. Jamie was praying that Trelane would grow tired of this cruel game and return them to Enterprise but so far there was no hint of a reprieve.

A moan from Spock startled Jamie and she decided to try and cool him down. She went to the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth. Wetting it with cold water, she returned to the bedroom and climbed onto the bed next to Spock. As she went to place the cloth on his forehead, Spock's hand shot out and gripped her wrist tightly, stilling her movement. Desperate eyes snapped open and Jamie could see his pupils were blown wide with lust. Only a thin ring of brown remained and his eyebrows drew together in a pained expression.

"Jim...I burn."

Jamie patted the hand gripping her and tried to pry his fingers off but it was impossible. She used her other hand to take the washcloth and placed it on his head. She could feel the heat radiating off of the Vulcan in waves and she winced in sympathy.

"I know. I am so sorry." She tried pulling away but Spock sat up abruptly, his hand still holding her wrist like a vice.

"I cannot betray her but I do not want to die." He pleaded and Jamie but her lip, unsure of what to say.

"Please. I know have no right to ask but I do not want to die. Please." He tried again and Jamie looked around desperately for anything to save her from this decision. Nothing appeared and she sighed. Closing her eyes to give herself a moment, she took a deep breath.

"Okay, Spock. If you say it's ok." Trelane, you son of a bitch! I will kill you! Jim thought before she was abruptly flipped onto the mattress onto her back, Spock hovering above her with hungry desperation.

Jamie felt a thrill of fear and arousal at the sight of Spock fixated on her in a way other than disdain. She pressed her thighs together as heat travelled down to her core and blushed when she felt Spock nuzzling at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. His hands travelled upwards clumsily and brushed across her breasts gently before grasping the top of the bodice and ripping it open to expose her to him. His lips trailed across her collarbone and down the curves of her flesh before reaching her nipples. A hot mouth latched onto one and he started suckling, making her writhe in pleasure. A tongue flicked the pebbled flesh as his hands caressed her other breast. He quickly moved to the other and Jamie couldn't help the moan that escaped her at his touch.

Spock sat back on his haunches and smirked at her, making her flush even hotter at the sight of him. She had fantasized about being with Spock like this but to have it really happening was something else.

As Spock leaned back, he tore off his jacket and shirt in an unco-ordinated rush and immediately returned his mouth to Jamie. His fingers reached into the bodice and trailed along her sides while his lips kissed down her breastbone and to her belly-button, laving at it while one of his hands maneuvered under the many skirts to her most private of parts. She was embarrassed to realize that she was wearing large bloomers that were easily pulled down. Spock's fingers made fast work of removing them and trailed up her thigh in a desperate but gentle move. Spock's lips latched onto her neck and he started to suck as his fingers began to stroke her, flicking and rubbing in an agonizingly slow pattern. Jamie's breath hitched and she started to pant as he worked her. It was like he was reading her mind and touched her exactly his she wanted.

Her legs opened wider as he slipped a finger in her and used his thumb to stimulate her further. Jamie's hands wound themselves into Spock's hair as her hips started to rock.

"Oh God! Spock!" She felt his lips curve into a smile at her neck as he increased the pace and Jamie felt a familiar heat pool in her groin. She was so close. Spock's fingers stroked and twisted and soon Jamie was coming, screaming her release and Spock pressed his lips to hers, swallowing her cries.

She fell back exhausted, her skirts hitched up and her legs splayed. Spock looked down at her with such want that, for a moment, Jamie forgot that this wasn't a forced choice. Spock used her submission to open his pants and lowered them. Jamie's eyes widened at the sight and started to scramble away. One of Spock's hands grabbed her hip while the other pinned her wrists above her head, effectively trapping her. She swallowed nervously and felt the head of Spock's stiff member at her entrance. His body was trembling with the effort to hold back and he looked into her eyes seeking permission to continue.

Jamie nodded shakily and Spock grunted his understanding. That was the only warning before he was pushing in. It was a burning stretch and she whimpered in discomfort. It had been so long and he was bigger than other men Jamie had been with before.

Once he was fully sheathed inside her, his jaw fell open and a look of bliss fell across his face. He released her hands and stroked her sides in apology as Jamie hissed in discomfort. His lips pressed against hers and a tongue licked at her lips to gain entrance to her mouth. She opened and his tongue twine with hers, licking and tasting her as his hips started to rock slowly, giving her time to adjust to him. Her cries and gasps were muffled by his kiss as the burn turned to something more pleasurable. His hips started to move faster and Jamie wrapped her legs around him, her hands gripping his shoulders to hold on as his thrusts became more powerful.

He tore his lips from her as he began a punishing rhythm and she felt him began to falter. Once, twice, three more times and he thrust deep inside her before stilling and crying out, the sheets tearing as his grip on them tightened with his release and Jamie felt a flood of heat fill her as he collapsed on top of her.

She rubbed soothing circles on his back and he pulled her to him, careful to remain inside her and wrapped his arms around her tightly to where, even if Jamie wanted to, she would not be able to leave. She wiggled and he tightened his hold as he fell asleep. Jamie sighed and pressed a kiss to his temple, noting that his temperature was rapidly lowering and that this was going to be the only time she would ever see this side of him. A choked sob broke through at that thought and she closed her eyes to try and sleep as Spock clearly wanted her to.

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooo

It was several hours before they woke and Spock released her. Jamie quickly covered herself with a sheet while Spock pulled back on the clothes he had discarded earlier. He refused to look at her.

"Spock, look at me please?" A note of command in her voice made him turn to her.

"Are you okay?" She asked warily. Spock nodded and his cheeks quickly flushed green, probably remembering their activities.

"I believe it has passed." He said quietly. "You saved my life. I will not forget that." Kirk moved closer, forcing Spock to look her in the eye.

"Well, now we're even. You saved me after Khan." She gave him a small smile but it quickly turned into a frown. "We did what had to be done. I'm not sorry and I'd do it again if it meant saving your life." She swallowed nervously and continued. "As far as I'm concerned, it never happened."

Spock leaned back and raised both eyebrows in surprise. "You are saying I should not tell Nyota?"

Jim shrugged her shoulders and looked down. "I'm not saying that. I wouldn't but she's your fiancé. It's your decision. I'm just saying that once we get out if here, nothing will change between us. We'll go back to the way things were."

Saying those words hurt Jamie more than she thought they would but she couldn't wreck what Spock had with Uhura.

"So!" Both Jamie and Spock's heads snapped up to see Trelane looking at them with that infuriating smirk. "I see you managed to work things out-or should I say in?"

Jamie snarled. "You bastard!" She launched herself off the bed to get at Trelane but never got there. A flash of light and both Spock and Kirk were back on the bridge as if nothing had happened.

"Captain! Commander!" Uhura cried out. Kirk spun around and saw shocked faces surrounding them. She quickly looked down and breathed a sigh of relief that she was back in her uniform and so was Spock.

Striding confidently to the center of the bridge, Jamie turned to Carol Marcus who was at the science station.

"Report." Kirk ordered.

Carol stuttered for a moment before answering.

"You were only gone for five minutes. We were about to launch a search for the both of you but we didn't get the chance." She frowned. "What happened?"

Jim shrugged and put on a blinding smile, relief flooding her. "As you said, we were only gone for five minutes. Nothing happened at all. Not enough time."

She sat in the command chair and took a deep thankful breath. Nothing at all happened. She could feel Spock's eyes on the back if her head but she ignored it and tried to focus on looking normal. After all, she promised Spock that nothing would change.