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A Vulcan’s
Love
-By Emulated
Chapter 30: A Vulcan's Love
When
I tell my story to other people, the whole
story, the most common question I get is, “Does
T’Luk love you, like real love?”
I always smile whenever I receive this question. Partly because of
how innocent it is, but mostly because how simple the answer is,
‘Yes’. T’Luk does love me, really
love me. He loves me just as I love him.
Of course that isn’t
the first question I get after reciting my life story to someone.
Mind you, there is always that small pause, from the moment the
words, ‘And
that’s it so far.’ escape
my lips, to the moment when the attentive individual acknowledges the
end of my story. It’s the look of amazement, mixed with a look
of incomprehension, unsure if they heard every small detail correctly
that makes up that silent void. It usually doesn’t take long
before their faces light up, brighter than the Vulcan sun, as they
unleash their infinite torrent of queries upon me.
“How
did you do that?”, “How did that happen?”, and
“What was it like?”
Are all questions I’ve been asked before. But my real favourite
is the, “What
has been the happiest moment of your life?”
question. At my current tender age of around
forty-years, there have been three moments in my life so far where
happiness felt more than just an emotion. When it felt as though I
was living in it; living in happiness itself.
But if I were to
extend it to five
of my happiest moments, then the following tale would come in at
fifth place...the chapter of my life when we returned to the Titan.
I will forever hold those days dear to my heart...
*
The blue swirls of light
appeared out of thin air, sweeping around me in what appeared to be a
violent, glowing tornado. But all I felt was a gentle tickle, a small
sensation that accompanied travel through the transporter. My hand
was raised, waving goodbye to my parents before they dissolved from
sight, being replaced by the image of a transporter room, and Captain
Riker. A feeling of ‘completeness’ swept through my body
as I finished materialising, the blue flickers of light dissipating
around me as I stood on the platform.
“Welcome back,
Lieutenants.” Smiled Captain Riker as he stood before
us.
T’Luk stepped off first, effortlessly carrying our
suitcases, “Thank you, Captain. It is...good to be back.”
I
nodded, lowering my hand to my side, “Yes, thank you,
Sir.”
“Counsellor Troi wanted to speak to you two
about your request.” He began, as I stepped down off the
semi-reflective platform, “She is waiting in her office.”
I
shared a look with T’Luk, “We will report to her now.”
He said.
“Good, I will let her know you are on your
way.”
“Thank you, Sir.” I replied.
He
nodded at us, before looking at the transporter chief, ready to
beam-up some more of the crew.
I followed T’Luk as we
filed out of the transporter room, with the door sliding shut behind
us. I inhaled and looked about, a grin forming on my lips. We were
home again. Everything looked just as fresh as it did when the ship
was brand new. Saying that, the ship never really had a chance to
deteriorate in looks over the three months it had been in
space.
“What do you reckon she said?” I asked,
looking up at his face.
He raised an eyebrow, “I am not
sure.” He said, “I would like to think that she granted
it for us.” He added, facing me.
I smiled, “Me
too.”
Five minutes later, T’Luk and I were sitting
in Counsellor Troi’s office. Something had changed since the
last time we had been there. I think she’d reorganised the
place. Yeah, the sofa had definitely been moved to the other side, so
we now had the window to our right, rather than behind us.
“I’ve
had to process many requests of this type, but I have to say that you
two have broken a record here.” She said over her shoulder, as
she reached for a PADD.
My eyes followed her, “What
record, Sir?”
Counsellor Troi turned and smiled at us,
“The duration of your relationship.” She replied,
“Eighteen weeks is generally too short a time for me to grant
this request. Starfleet prefers half a year, but the decision
ultimately lies with the ship’s Counsellor.” She said
before grinning, “So congratulations, Lieutenants. Your request
to move to some larger quarters together has been granted.”
I
turned to T’Luk, flashing him a toothy grin, and then looked at
the Counsellor, “So it’s official?”
She
nodded, handing me a PADD, “Your new quarters are located on
Deck five.” She smiled, “Complete with a window too.”
I
glanced at the screen, skimming through the information about our new
quarters, before passing it to T’Luk.
“Thank you
very much, Counsellor.” Said T’Luk.
I grinned,
“Yes, thank you.”
“You’re both
welcome.” She smiled, “And I wish you both the best in
your relationship together.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
I replied, taking the time to look over at T’Luk.
We’d
spoken about getting quarters together for a few weeks, but it was
after our night together in the hotel room that we began to consider
it. The biggest deterrent was the duration of our relationship. Four
months; eighteen weeks; it really wasn’t that long a time when
a relationship was involved. But what T’Luk and I had
transcended any numerical figure. Sure we had been together for
eighteen weeks, but it felt as though we had known each other over
several lifetimes. T’Luk felt as though he was part of me, that
he finished the jigsaw of Kai Taylor. He was those pieces around the
edges, the parts you use to fit the rest together. Together we were
complete.
I don’t recall much of what happened
immediately after that. Thoughts of our life together, our future
together, clouded my mind over any negligible tasks. But I remembered
standing outside the door. I felt so giddy as I stood outside OUR
quarters.
T’Luk’s hand hung next to the keypad,
“Are you ready?”
I nodded, “Do it.”
*
It was almost two times
larger than my previous quarters and generally much nicer too. There
was even a separate bedroom, so we didn’t have the bed in the
way when entertaining anyone. The living area was spacious, with a
large sofa, dining table, and a medium sized viewer on the wall.
Behind the sofa was the real beauty, the real highlight, our window.
It was fantastic. I was skipping around the quarters for the first
five-minutes of having been in there, but I always returned to the
window. I could already imagine T’Luk and myself laying there
in each other’s arms, looking out into the starry sky.
At
that current moment in time, the view we had was of the side of the
dry dock, along with a sliver Earth peeking below. Because we were on
the top of the ship, we could also see the top of the hull. If we
looked to the very far left, we could just about make out the ‘USS
TITAN’ registry.
I walked up to him, nuzzling my
face in the nook of his neck, “This is wonderful, you, me,
together in our own room.”
He kissed the top of my head,
“Yes. Very wonderful.”
I pulled back and pecked
his lips gently, “I love you.”
“I love you
too.”
I stared into his eyes, before I tugged at his
hand, “We need to try out the bed.”
He followed
me, “What do you mean, Kai?”
The bedroom door slid
open as we walked inside. I kicked off my shoes and looked over at
the bed. It was much larger than the ones we had before, and was
clearly designed for two people rather than one. I stepped forwards
and ran my hand over the soft, supporting surface.
I looked
back at him, “Come on.” I said, as I climbed on, crawling
up to the pillow and lying down. “Mmm…this feels sooo
good.” I purred, before squinting open an eye, “Come feel
this, T’Luk.”
I snuggled closer to the bed as I
felt it dip slightly as T’Luk climbed on. He shifted for a
moment and then lay there peacefully. “It is good.” He
agreed.
I opened my eyes to see him lay opposite me, “Please
don’t ask me to get up early tomorrow, I wanna lie in.”
“I
believe we start on a later shift…” He trailed off, as
he placed a hand on my hip, “I am pleased we are doing this,
Kai. It means a lot to me.”
I took hold of his free
hand, interlacing his fingers with mine, “Me too. It feels like
we were...meant to do it, if you get what I mean.”
He
nodded, “I do.” He whispered, exhaling peacefully, “It
was the most logical action.”
I smiled, “I guess
your qualities are rubbing off on me then.”
“You
do not need any of my qualities, you are already perfect for
me.”
“As are you.” I said, before I rolled
onto my back and sat up, blinking a few times, “I’m gonna
end up falling asleep if I lay here any longer, and we are on duty
soon too.”
“Indeed.” He said, sitting up,
“We will continue our…test of the bed later.”
I
raised an eyebrow, pointing out the innuendo.
T’Luk
didn’t correct himself, he simply nodded slightly.
I
stared at him, started to smile, and then blushed.
He reached
over, stroking my crimson cheek, “I love it when you do that.”
*
“...And last but
not least,” He began, as he led me over to the masterpiece, “We
also have a new warp core.” He finished.
I studied the
large, pulsing machine, “Really? I didn’t know the old
one was broken.”
H’Jan nodded, “It had
suffered some internal damage. It would have become dangerous at
anything over warp seven.”
My eyes roamed the room,
looking for anything else that could’ve been refurbished, “What
about the sensors I love overloading?” I inquired, “How
are they?”
He laughed, “They weren’t
damaged, so you still have your old ones I’m afraid. But the
deflector is brand new, as is the anti-cloak generator. Not that
we’ll need it anymore, of course.”
I noted down
some information on my PADD, “Yeah, lets hope not.” I
glanced up at him again, “So what about sensor calibration? I
assume that will need to be redone?”
A grin formed on
his lips as he shook his head, “Come here.” He beckoned,
as he led me over to a console. He tapped away before showing me the
current sensor calibration, “How do you like that? They
calibrated them for you.”
I leaned forward, inspecting
it. They did seem calibrated, so I went ahead and ran a long-range
scan of Vulcan’s sun. I looked at the readout, writing
something into my PADD again, “These will have to be
recalibrated again.”
“Are you kidding me? They’re
above Starfleet specs!” He exclaimed.
I shook my head,
“They did a good job, but T’Luk and I can tweak them
further.”
He sighed, holding up his hands, “Fine,
if you want to spend your time recalibrating the sensors, go right
ahead.” He paused, “I’m surprised T’Luk goes
along with you and your quest for perfection. It seems illogical to
me.”
I flashed him a smile, “It’s not
perfection, just more...efficient. And much more logical.”
*
Forty-seven minutes later
T’Luk and I were in
Astrometrics, just ahead of the Titan’s scheduled time to
depart dry dock. Seeing as it was a special occasion and that I was
in command down there, well, at that particular moment in time I was,
I tapped into the optical sensors on the bridge and relayed it to the
large viewer.
There were two Ensigns, and three crewmen in
Astrometrics with us, and we were all sitting, looking up at the
screen as the moment unfolded.
I watched as Alex turned around
and faced Captain Riker, “Sir, mooring clamps and umbilical
cables have been removed. We have authorisation to depart.”
He
faced forwards, “Take her out, Lieutenant Cauchon. Thrusters
only.”
“Aye, Sir.”
Riker tapped on
his combadge, “Riker to Engineering, we’re leaving dry
dock, stand by to go to maximum warp. I want to try out our new warp
core.”
After a momentary pause, Commander Librescu
replied, “Aye, Captain. We’re standing by.”
I
glanced down at my console, watching as Alex gently brought us out
from the dry dock.
“Lieutenant, set a course out of the
system, but let us come within ten-thousand kilometres of Lunar
Colony.”
“Yes, Captain.”
Commander
Caves leaned close to him, “A fly-by?”
Riker
grinned, scratching his beard, “Just a little.” He looked
at Alex, “Go to full impulse once we’re clear of
immediate traffic.”
“Understood.” He
replied, before making the ship descend by three-hundred metres,
allowing us to gracefully avoid an incoming Prometheus class
ship, before Alex brought the impulse drive up to full capacity,
sending us hurtling towards our moon.
Less than a minute
later, we found ourselves above Lunar Colony. Riker smiled at the
sight, “Lieutenant, lay in a course for Betazed, maximum warp,
engage when ready.”
Alex’s fingers flew over the
console, tapping away before he looked up and initiated the command.
I looked up onto the main viewer, listening to the whine as the
nacelles began to charge up ahead of the jump to warp. The screen
showed a blurry formation of lightly-coloured clouds, before the
usual image of the ebony black background of space appeared, with the
white streaks of stars as they flew by. We were in warp.
“What
is our warp factor?”
“Steady at warp 9.95,
Sir.”
“Any chance of taking that up a notch,
Lieutenant?”
Alex smiled, “Engineering is telling
me to hold this velocity, Sir.”
“Very well, we
don’t want to anger Commander Librescu.”
We
watched everyone working on the bridge for a few more minutes as they
settled in, before we closed the channel, getting back to our own
work.
I turned to T’Luk, “Doesn’t this feel
great? Being at warp and stuff?”
“Indeed.”
He tapped on the console, “We have many sensors to calibrate.
If we begin now, we should have them done before lunch.”
I
smiled, picking up a PADD, “Sounds like a plan.”
*
Trey Suder wiped his
mouth and sat back, patting his full stomach, “That was good.”
He remarked turning to H’Jan, “I think she’s happy
to see me again.”
He laughed, “Titan replicated
you a good meal so you think she’s happy to see you?”
“He.”
Coughed Alex.
I looked at him, “What?”
Trey
answered, “Alex thinks that Titan’s a boy.”
I
gave T’Luk a sideways glance, “Yeah, they’ve both
gone mad.”
“Indeed, perhaps there is a lack of
oxygen here.”
I frowned, “I’M fine,
it’s just them two.” I replied, my eyes narrowing on
Trey, “It’s him. The source of all our troubles.”
He
mimicked my stare, “Yes, and I’m going to…rule the
entire galaxy,” He began, turning to Alex, “Corrupting
one Human at a time.”
Alex leaned his head against
Trey’s shoulder briefly, “If this is what you call
corrupting then I’m all for it!”
I giggled at his
antics, “It’s too early for that talk, Alex. Save it for
later.”
Trey smiled, “So tell us, what’s it
like living together?” He asked, before turning to T’Luk,
“Does Kai have any odd habits?”
He raised an
eyebrow, “No.” He said, before looking at me, “Not
that I have discovered...yet.” He joked.
I folded my
arms, feigning hurt, “Well, I was going to say how amazing
it is to live with T’Luk, but if that’s how he wants to
play it...”
T’Luk regarded me closely, before he
stood up and walked over to the replicator. He hovered there with his
back towards us, and then turned around and headed back towards the
table, a bowl in each hand.
He reached across and placed one
down for me. I looked down into the bowl in front of me, and then
looked up at T’Luk. He knew I was joking, yet he still wanted
to do that little bit extra to see me happy. I grinned at him as I
scooped up some of the chocolate ice cream, “Thanks,
T’Luk.”
He swallowed some of his strawberry
dessert, “You’re welcome.”
Alex nudged Trey,
“Care to get me a dessert?”
I could tell he wanted
to come up with a smart reply, but he held back, “Sure. And
what would my blond Frenchman like? Une tarte aux pommes avec…”
Trey struggled for the right word.
“Glace?”
Suggested Alex.
“Ah, oui.” Smiled Trey, before he
stood up.
“Wait, I didn’t say if I wanted that
yet.” He giggled.
“Oh…” Replied Trey,
“Ok…uh…voulez-vou-“
Alex waved him
away, “Yes, yes, I’ll have some apple pie and ice cream,
just please stop butchering my language!”
Trey
winked at him, before mumbling something in Betazoid, as he walked
off.
“Teaching him some French?” I asked.
He
raised his eyebrows, “I’m trying.” He replied,
“Just a few words, food and stuff.” He smiled, “But
his accent still needs some work.”
I swallowed a scoop
of the ice cream, “In his defence, we can’t all have
accents as good as yours, Alexis.” I winked.
*
Two days later
Captain Riker only wanted
to test the engines to see how far they could be pushed in case we
had to get somewhere quickly, so we had slowed down from maximum warp
soon after we left Earth. At our current velocity, we were still
fifty-seven hours away from Betazed. Seeing as we were only dropping
off some equipment to the planet, we’d soon be underway with
whatever mission Command had elected for us.
While our
original mission sent us to Romulus for diplomatic talks, it seems
that they have either slowed or fallen through. Not in a ‘we’re
at war’ type of fallen through, but just that neither side
could come to a mutual agreement of some sort. Saying that, my only
sources were rumours of what was happening, as information like that
didn’t filter through to everyone in Starfleet.
So with
that being our outlook for the days ahead, T’Luk and I were
tasked at further tweaking the sensors, along with running periodic
scans of space and subspace as we travelled through the sector. We
weren’t looking for anything in particular, just routine scans,
which the computer took care of unless it flagged something up that
required our immediate attention. Fortunately, or rather,
unfortunately, there wasn’t anything of any interest on our
scans, so we didn’t really have that much work to do at
all.
Little did I know, however, how that was all about to
change…
We were down in Astrometrics just watching the
computer analyse and classify anything that we passed, or came into
contact with. I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose for
a moment, relaxing my retinas from the unwelcome task of scouring
through the data presented on my console. I hated having nothing to
do. It felt like we were hunting for warbirds again. I wanted a
nebula, a black hole, a trinary star system, just something that
required my mind to work. Something mathematical, something to solve,
a puzzle, an enigma, a-
I heard T’Luk exhale sharply as
he sat next to me.
My eyes shot open as I looked at him,
concerned at what was wrong, “Hey, are you ok?”
His
eyes darted from one thing to another, clearly he was in deep
thought, “I do not believe so.”
I reached out with
my hand, wiping his moist forehead, “You’re
sweating…”
He reached up, copying my motion,
before he collected some of the liquid on his hand and examined it.
He closed his eyes momentarily, “It is not sweat, it is bodily
oil.”
“But this much?” I asked, as I patted
his face with my sleeve, “Come on, let’s get you down to
sickbay, perhaps you caught som-“
He resisted my
arm.
“T’Luk?”
He stood up, looking at
me, his eyebrows almost in a frown, “I am not ill, I believe I
know what is happening.”
I hesitated for a moment,
thinking about what he meant, before I opened my mouth. T’Luk
placed a finger on my lips, silencing me.
“Not here.”
He glanced over at the two Ensigns working there, and then looked
into my eyes, “Can you assist me back to our quarters?”
I
frowned, checking his face for distress and pain, “Ok
babes.”
Minutes later I had helped T’Luk back to
our quarters. A thousand thoughts were running through my mind. ‘Was
it what I thought it was?’, ‘How can I help him?’,
‘What do I have to do?’ Part of me was scared. I had
no idea how to approach this situation, yet the other part was
pushing me forwards, telling me that I could handle it, that I could
help T’Luk out in his time of need.
The doors
slid shut behind me as T’Luk dimmed the lights in our quarters,
“The Pon Farr?” I asked.
T’Luk nodded as he
headed over to a set of drawers, retrieving some candles.
“Are
you sure?”
“The feelings are quite…potent.
As are the,” He turned to me, “Urges.”
I
stood there for a moment, “Uh…oh…um…”
I mumbled, as he brought the candles to the middle of the room, along
with two of the cushions he used for meditation. I swallowed, “T’Luk?
Uh…” I began again. I was really out of my depth. I knew
nothing about the Pon Farr. I’d been with T’Luk for four
months. Four months! And in that time you’d have thought
that I’d have asked him about the Vulcan mating ritual. I
swallowed again, my mind collating the facts that I did know about
the ritual.
I also knew that it naturally occurred every seven
years, with the first one beginning in early adulthood for most
Vulcans. T’Luk had never experienced it before, and with him
being in early adulthood, he was in the prime time for it to happen.
Ok. I also knew that the ritual required the Vulcan in question to
mate with their partner. Perhaps that is why most Vulcans have
arranged marriages. I speculated. I mean, it made sense. That way
a Vulcan would always have someone at hand to help alleviate the
symptoms of the Pon Farr.
Yes, that’s right. I
thought, recalling more about the topic. The side effect of the Pon
Farr, or the reason that made it so important, or better put,
dangerous, was the fact that without treatment, the Vulcan could die.
The Pon Farr caused all different things to happen to the body, as
someone had put it, the body acted as though it was fighting off an
infection. That was why T’Luk was in such a weakened state, his
body was going though a massive imbalance of crucial…well,
whatever made Vulcan bodies work.
So it was those same
imbalances that could, and would have, led to death without being
treated. The treatment itself was simple. T’Luk had to mate,
with me. I had always assumed that it couldn’t have been as
easy as reaching an orgasm, otherwise he’d have just excused
himself and dealt with it personally. No, it must have involved some
kind of emotional or mental bond.
“Kai?”
I
shook my head and focused on T’Luk as he walked towards me.
“Yes. Are you ok?”
“I am experiencing the
onset of the Pon Farr.” He paused, “I trust you know what
that means.”
I nodded, “Yes.” I said
softly.
“There are…other ways to alleviate the
condition, but they are not believed to be as effective.” He
glanced to the side, “I will try to attempt those first,
howev-“
I reached out and gripped his shoulder,
“T’Luk.”
His eyes climbed up my chest to my
face as he listened to me.
“I am…I…I can…”
I struggled to find the right thing to say. I breathed, “I am
here for you.” I moved my face closer, “We will try the
normal way, together.”
T’Luk watched me for a
moment, before nodding, “Ok…ok, thank you, Kai.”
I
pulled him closer and kissed his damp forehead, feeling his body
shaking slightly, “Don’t be silly, I’m always here
for you.”
His arms reached around me, holding me
close.
I felt his combadge poke me in the chest when I
realised that we were supposed to be on duty. To hell with that, but
I had to be relieved somehow, otherwise people would have come
looking for us. “Listen, Baby, I have to go get us taken off
duty. You think you can manage for a few minutes?”
T’Luk
unlatched his arms and stared at my face for several seconds. I felt
his hands move across my chest and up my neck as he cupped my face,
kissing me gently. He pulled back, but kept his hot hands there for
several seconds as he peered deep into my eyes, before removing them,
“I will await your return.”
I nodded, my cheeks
feeling warm, “Give me two minutes.”
He headed
over to the mat on the floor, crouching in front of the candle.
I
spun on my heels and walked out of the door, heading to the nearest
turbolifts. Seeing as we were two decks higher than our old quarters,
I had a further distance to travel to sickbay, but it didn’t
matter, I just jogged through the ship to make up the time. Some
people looked at me oddly as I moved past them, wondering where I was
heading to in such a hurry, not that it was their business, or
anyone’s business for that matter.
After another quick
jog once out of the turbolift, I stepped into sickbay, noting how
warm and dry it was in there. Somebody must have been playing around
with the environmental systems or something. Not only that, but I
also started to feel…odd, ill even.
“Hey, Kai,
are you ok?” Came Laura’s voice.
I spun around and
looked at the confused expression on her face.
She watched me
closely, “What’s wrong?” She began, unclipping a
medical tricorder from her belt pouch.
I held up my hands, not
wanting to tell her about the situation, “I’m fine.”
I glanced about, noticing the Doctor had walked in, “Excuse
me.” I said to her, before I headed in his direction.
He
saw me coming over, with a frown appearing on his face, “What’s
the matter, Lieutenant?”
“I need to be relieved of
duty, as does Lieutenant T’Luk.”
“What’s
the reason?” He asked, reaching for a tricorder.
I
swallowed, suddenly finding it hard to concentrate under the bright
lights, “I...need to be relieved now.”
“Why?”
He asked, scanning me with the instrument.
“I can’t
tell you!” I snapped.
“Your Serotonin levels are
unbalanced, as are your cortical levels.” He said, reading from
the display, “We could be dealing with a contagion.” He
speculated as he looked at me.
I shook my head, “It’s
not a contagion. I just need to be off duty.” I said, before I
felt my head pound again, “Doctor!” I cried.
“Then
what is causing this, Lieutenant?” He asked sternly, indicating
my swaying from side to side.
I exhaled deeply as I turned and
headed for the door, “It is none of your concern.”
The
Doctor ran forwards, blocking my path, “Don’t make me
call security.” He warned.
“He needs me, and I
need him!”
He cocked his head, “Who? Who needs
you? Lieutenant T’Luk?”
“Yes.”
“Why
T’Luk?”
“Because he’s my partner.”
I said loudly, “Relieve me or I’ll relieve myself!”
He
walked forwards, “Just relax, Lieutenant, I think I know what’s
going on.”
I took some deep breaths, finding that my
body was also shaking slightly. It was so bloody hot in there.
“Has
this happened to him before?” He asked.
I looked at him,
wondering if I should indulge him in the situation.
“No.”
“Have you experienced this before,
with another mate?”
“No!” I replied, getting
irritated.
He watched me for a moment, “Ok, Lieutenant,
you are both relieved for forty-eight hours.” He paused,
“Bolian flu is quite contagious.”
Was he expecting
a medal for his humour and cheap tricks? I stormed past him,
“Finally!”
He didn’t reply, he simply let me
past without anymore hassle.
*
I made my way back to our
quarters, trying to focus my mind on something. But I didn’t
have that long to think, as I rapidly became acutely aware of my own
deteriorating condition. I had no idea what was going on, but part of
me didn’t care. I just had this unnerving desire to...be with
T’Luk. Like my proximity to him would make everything better. I
didn’t know why I was thinking that. My mind was out of it by
then.
After messing it up twice, I drunkenly keyed in our
correct entry code and stumbled into our quarters, “T’Luk!”
I cried.
He looked up from the candle and gestured to a
cushion opposite him.
I kicked off my shoes and wandered over,
dropping to my knees. I watched as the glow from the flame rippled
across his face, “T’Luk!” I whined again.
He
held out his hands, on either side of the flame. I reached out, my
fingers twitching involuntary. His skin came into mine, sending a
wave of electricity cascading through my body. I couldn’t move,
I was frozen in place. Every nerve ending screamed out in…release.
It didn’t burn, sting, or hurt. It felt like I was letting go,
resetting my entire sense of touch. And then it stopped. We were
simply holding hands. The trembling had gone and the fog in my mind
had cleared. I still didn’t feel normal, but a hell of a
lot better than before.
“T’Luk…”
I whispered.
He stood up and walked over to me, tugging on my
hand and pulling me over to the sofa. I stumbled after him, removing
my top. It was hot in our quarters too. I sat down first and looked
at him as he sat down next to me, placing a hand on my thigh. I
peered into his eyes, wondering if he was about to pounce on
me. Not in an aggressive manner, but one of need, one of- T’Luk
leaned forwards and kissed me. I jerked from his swift action, but
quickly settled into the kiss. He pushed me backwards slightly,
causing me to slide back down the sofa. I reached out to steady
myself, to lower my head against the seat as he pulled away.
His
face danced above me in the hue of the candlelight, with the white,
streaking stars from the window reflecting off his dark eyes. My
eyelids dropped as I craned my neck upwards again, my head tilted and
my lips apart. Making way for his wet, luscious lips as they brushed
against mine, resuming the kiss. His tongue teased mine, telling me
what he wanted, needed. He ground his hips against me, pinning me
back against the chair. I shoved forwards, meeting his thrusts and
feeling his erection through his pants.
I broke the lip lock,
throwing my head back as he attacked my neck, “Uhhh…”
I purred at his gentle touch. He focused on my sensitive skin,
tickling me. Causing my eyelids to flutter open, my glazed eyes
gazing at the ceiling as he teased me. I worked my hands under his
top, trying to reach his bare back. He stopped his assault and sat
up, his fingers hooked under the hem of his shirt as he pulled it up
off his head. He stripped his vest off too, flashing me his tanned
chest and hard, dark nipples.
I reached out, my thumbs toying
with the hard points, making him sigh gently. I looked up at his
face, watching him watch me, before he stepped off the sofa and stood
up, his arms outstretched. I sat up, bringing my knees towards my
chin as he picked me up. I threw my arms around his neck, kissing his
cheek as he carried me to the bedroom.
We entered the room.
T’Luk placed me down on the side of the bed and slipped off the
rest of his clothes. I followed suit. Ripping the vest from my chest,
and pulling down my trousers and boxers in one swoop. He climbed onto
the bed, gripping my ankles and removing my socks, leaving me
completely nude. I sat there in the upright position, fixing my eyes
on him as he watched me ardently from the foot of the bed. Time stood
still for that moment, with the only movement being our erections
throbbing painfully.
The Pon Farr pushed on as he crawled up
toward me, straddling my right leg, and lying down on top of me. His
head hovered above mine before he lowered his face, closing his eyes
and pursing his lips for me. I pressed my lips against his, sending
that electrifying current through my body again, tickling my nerves
and driving me further into the passion. I turned my head and kissed
him further, sucking on his tongue and tasting him. He started to
gyrate his hips against me, painting my thigh with streaks of precum,
loosening us up.
We got lost in our quenching obsession. Our
lips smacking, tongues rolling, and my hands gripping every part of
his hot body in reach. I needed more.
T’Luk
pulled up, his face damp from the oil and my sweat. I panted as I lay
there, watching as he flipped around and licked down to my navel. His
cock was in front of my face, ready for the taking. I clutched his
cock, aiming it for my mouth. I engulfed the head, rapidly flicking
my tongue across his tip, turning out more precum and greedily
lapping it up. T’Luk performed similarly on me below. I moaned
again as I took him deeper in my mouth, relaxing my throat for him.
He did the same, bobbing up and down on me, massaging my erection in
his tight, moist space. He worked like a pro, knowing exactly where
to touch, where to lick, sucking me just the right amount.
I
whimpered softly as he teased my hole with a damp finger. He felt his
way around my edge before pressing in. He went to the second knuckle
before he stopped. He stopped everything. He moved off my cock and
removed his finger, climbing down my body. His cock was pulled from
my mouth. Foreplay was over. He needed me now.
He
dropped against the bed and buried his face between my cheeks. His
tongue ran around the rim of my hole, taunting me, exciting me. I
moaned as I gripped the sheets, bracing myself against his oral
onslaught. He kissed my ring, seconds before he went crazy on me!
“T’Luk.” I whimpered at the touch of his
tongue worming its way in my hole, my muscles relaxing at his tender
contact. He pistoned in and out, making my erection drip onto the
sheet.
He introduced his digit to me again, and one, two,
three more fingers later I was ready. I felt so…loose,
so relaxed. Like my body had decided its role in our lovemaking and
was making room to accommodate T’Luk. Cool air ravished my
sensitive hole as he moved away. I rolled over and pulled up my legs
as he climbed back up to me. I watched as he reached for the small
dish of oil, lubing up his cock and my hole again.
He inched
closer and lined himself up, gazing into my eyes, “Sh’ashtu.”
He whispered, “My love.”
“Sh’ashtu.”
I repeated, staring up at him, along with a small nod, letting him
know I was ready.
He lowered his body and watched my face. His
thumb stroked my cheek gently as he gradually applied pressure
against my hole. He pressed forward for a moment before he entered
me. I felt a little bit of pain, but he was so smooth and gentle,
waiting for me to adapt to him. I breathed steadily a few more times,
before nodding again, letting him slide further into me. T’Luk
was always well endowed, but he felt huge inside me, and so good too.
Minutes passed and he stroked my cheek again, he was all the way in.
I exhaled, relaxing at how good he felt to me back there.
He
started to mate with me. Gentle at first, but our pace quickened.
T’Luk breathed against me, “Kai…” I
moaned back, my hands sliding down his slick, smooth back, onto the
rise of his ass. He pressed into me again, tensing at the right
moment, always hitting the magical spot in my ass to make me shiver
madly. T’Luk lowered his face to mine, extending his tongue and
parting his lips. I leaned up, using a spare hand to pull him down to
meet me. We kissed again, my cock throbbing every time he humped into
me, making me leak on my navel. I was getting close.
He
dropped his head to my shoulder, sucking on the skin at my neck. I
leaned to the side, nibbling at his ear there. T’Luk quickened
his pace. I could feel the urgency coursing through his body, the way
his taut back moved under my palms. His breathing started to become
shallow, his arms tightening around me, “Uhh…”
He whimpered. His cock jerking madly as he began to unload inside
me.
He pushed me over the edge, “Ungh…T’Luk!”
I cried, as my orgasm wracked my body. Every muscle cramped as it
worked its way up my cock, before I exploded over my chest; waves of
pleasure rocking through me as I rode it out, my eyes rolling in
their sockets. With every wave I clamped down on him, prolonging him
further. Ropes of cum sprayed over me, coating me as I slowed to a
dribble, my legs still quaking slightly.
T’Luk collapsed
on me, keeping me impaled on him as he softened slowly. I struggled
to catch my breath, my mind rebooting itself again. We lay there for
about ten-minutes, neither of us moving as we came down from the
orgasm, the Pon Farr purged from our bodies. I still couldn’t
move, couldn’t think. I was out of it. Somewhere along the
line, we mopped up the mess with a towel before getting back into
bed. T’Luk hugged me tightly from behind as my body was
overcome by sleep.
*
We woke up some
nine-hours later. A crazy amount of sleep considering how little work
we’d done in the morning. Still, after what had happened in our
quarters, I wasn’t surprised that it took us that long to
return to normal.
I say return to normal because that was
pretty much what happened. T’Luk seemed to be back to his usual
self, and as was I. Unfortunately, however, I still remembered what
had happened in sickbay and how I was to Laura and the Doctor. I made
sure that I’d apologise to them at a later time. But at that
moment, I was simply content with lying in bed next to T’Luk. I
may have slept for nine hours, but I wasn’t in any mood for
getting up.
“Kai, I must apologise for what happened.”
He began, “I was not in control of my behaviour, and for that I
am deeply sorry.”
I stroked his cheek, “What are
you sorry for?”
“Exposing you to the Pon Farr. It
must have been...troubling for you.”
I shifted closer to
him, “It was beautiful.”
He looked at me
curiously.
I smiled, “I am your mate. It was only
logical.”
“Nothing about the Pon Farr is
logical.”
“I beg to differ.” I swiped my
thumb along his eyebrow, following its natural upswept curve, “It
was perfect.”
He thought for a moment, “It was
quite a…sexual time, yes.”
“It’s not
just about the sex…” I blushed, “I…uh…it
was good too, but it was everything else.” I smiled, “I
could feel the bond at work, doing its thing.”
He nodded
his head, gripping my hand, “I am pleased you feel that way,
Kai.” He said, “I would never knowingly hurt you.”
“I
know and you didn’t. It was beautiful, amazing.” I kissed
him lightly, “I’m pleased that I’m your mate.”
“No
one else could ever come close.” He whispered.
*
Seventeen hours later
Commander Clark looked
down at his screen as the console chirped, “Sir, we’re
receiving an automated distress call from a Trillian class-eight
freighter.”
“Is there an included message?”
Asked Caves.
“Yes, Sir, they have suffered heavy hull
damage, along with a complete loss of primary systems. Cause of
damage is unknown.”
Riker stood up and looked at him,
“Can we hail them?”
“I’ve been
trying, Sir, but no response.”
“Where are
they?”
“Along our current route, approximately
point-three-five light-years away. Two other civilian vessels are
altering course to assist, but we could arrive sooner.”
Riker
nodded, looking at Alex, “Lieutenant, plot a course for their
coordinates. Go to maximum warp.”
Alex tapped in the
commands, accelerating the ship and changing course, “Aye, Sir.
We will arrive in around seventeen-minutes.”
“Very
good.” Riker looked at Caves, “Unknown cause of damage?
Doesn’t sound very encouraging.”
Caves nodded, “I
suggest we go to red alert, as a precaution.”
“Agreed.”
He said, looking at Clark, “Go to red alert and inform Command
of the situation.”
“Yes, Captain.” He
replied.
“And alert sickbay to standby for possible
casualties.”
“Aye, Sir.”
*
“Sirs, don’t
you have the flu?” Asked Crewman Foster.
I glanced at
T’Luk as we entered Astrometrics. We were supposed to be off
duty for the duration of the forty-eight hours, under the guise of
Bolian flu, but we were both able to work under the sudden and
unexpected red alert.
“The Doctor made an error in his
assessment. We are both fine.”
She smiled, “Glad
to hear it.” She replied before she briefed us, “We’re
approaching a Trillian freighter, all evidence points towards an
explosion onboard, which led to several key areas being
decompressed.”
I nodded, taking in the information, “Do
they have main power?”
She shook her head, “Main
power is down…life support seems to be the only thing
working.” She paused, “Their warp drive is damaged and is
emitting some interference, I can’t get any more detail from
our scans.
I looked at T’Luk, “Any lifesigns from
this distance?”
“No.” He replied, tapping
away, “But a class-eight freighter usually carries around fifty
crew.”
I glanced at the console again. We had ten
minutes, fifty-two seconds until we’d drop out of warp. I just
hoped that they could hold out for that long.
*
Eleven-minutes later
The USS Titan
dropped out of warp, immediately giving Commander Clark the
opportunity to scan the space around the freighter, and of course the
freighter itself.
“Sir, I’m picking up no threats
in the vicinity…I’m detecting three stable lifesigns on
the freighter-“ He paused, “Captain, the lifesigns are
Romulan.”
“Romulan?” Asked Captain Riker,
“Rescan the ship, verify that.
Clark nodded, “Yes,
Sir, it’s confirmed, there’s three Romulans onboard that
ship.”
“What the hell are they doing out here…And
on a freighter too…” Pondered Caves, as he watched the
adrift ship ‘floating’ on the screen.
Riker turned
to Counsellor Troi, “Counsellor, are you detecting
anything?”
She focused on the ship, concentrating on the
Romulans, “No, Captain. I’m not picking up anything. I
believe they’re unconscious.”
Captain Riker stood
up, looking at Caves, “Assemble an away team, taking extra
security. Find the Romulans and beam back with them. The ship is in
bad a state at the moment for a full investigation.”
Caves
stood, “Yes, Sir. Clark, you’re with me, Jones, you come
too.” He said, pointing at the two officers, before they
stepped into the turbolift, the doors sliding shut.
*
Sickbay- USS Titan- One hour later
Things became quite
hectic for a while after the Romulans were brought onboard. Everyone
sensed the same thing, that Romulans in Federation space could point
towards another possible attack by the terrorist cell. Fortunately we
were lucky, there didn’t seem to be any immediate threat to
neither the ship, nor the Federation. But things changed once
Starfleet Intelligence got involved. As per Starfleet protocol, all
persons detained onboard a Starfleet vessel must undergo a biometric
scan, with the details of that scan sent to Starfleet for further
analysis. The Titan’s computer didn’t recognise the three
individuals, however, Starfleet Intelligence knew exactly who they
were…
“I have them sedated.” Said the
Doctor, “It’s far easier than to deal with three wide
awake Romulans. Terrorists at that.” He looked around the room,
his eyes shifting between the seven armed security personnel standing
guard. Even then, there was still a force field separating us from
the terrorists.
I turned to Casey, noting the phaser rifle in
his arms, “So it’s confirmed? They’re terrorists?”
I asked, handing him the latest communiqué from Intelligence,
on a PADD.
Casey nodded, “Yeah. From Starfleet
Intelligence can gather, they were trying to pose as a Trillian
freighter in order to enter the Sol system. Once there it was likely
that they’d have carried out an attack, possibly a suicide
attack against one of our orbital facilities, or against Earth
itself.” He replied, before he read the message on the screen,
acknowledging that he was taking the required precautions given by
Intelligence.
I looked at one of the people on the biobeds. He
looked like he was of both Romulan and Cardassian heritage, as he had
those distinctive ‘markings’ that protruded from his
face. “Is he part Cardassian?”
“No.”
Replied the Doctor, “It seems like they were surgically altered
to be in disguise. ‘Nikk Zot’ was a Bolian, ‘Kryar’
was a Denobulan, and the lady was a Cardassian.” He replied,
pointing at them.
“Do we not know of her name?”
Asked T’Luk.
He shook his head, “Even with the
other two names, they’re just aliases.” He paused, “But
DNA samples confirms that they do belong to the same terrorist cell
responsible for the attacks using the warbirds. Intelligence believes
that these three orchestrated the attack.”
“So
what now, we deliver them to Starfleet Intelligence?” I asked,
looking at Casey again.
He looked from the screen, “That’s
the plan. The USS Tesla is en route and will rendezvous with us in
twenty-minutes. They’ll take these off our hands.” He
finished, looking at them again, tightening the grip on his firearm
and clenching his jaw.
*
San Francisco, Earth
“Starfleet
Intelligence expresses its gratitude to the Tal Shiar.”
Kozarr’s
lips curled into a grin, “A pleasure as always, Admiral Ive.”
He replied, “But it would have been easier for us to have
exec...” He paused, “Dealt with them.”
Ive
looked at him blankly, “That is precisely why we asked for
them, where they will be tried here for their crimes.”
The
Chairman laughed, “Those three individuals conspired to
eradicate millions of Federation citizens, yet you wish to
pamper them? To let them live the remainder of their lives?”
Ive
continued his stare, “I respect that your government has
different ideals to mine. Perhaps you could share a similar
courtesy.”
Kozarr nodded slowly, “Yes...” He
nodded again, “Ideals...” He smiled, “Good
day, Ive. Kozarr out.”
The channel closed and Becker
looked over at Ive.
Ive stood up and walked over to the
window, “They committed crimes against us so we have the right
to sentence them, not the Romulan government.”
Becker
nodded, “I agree.” He said, standing up, “But I
can’t help but feel that your predecessor, Admiral White would
not have taken the trouble.”
Ive looked across the bay,
“The Federation is not perfect, Florian.” He began, “But
for as long as I wear this uniform I will uphold its values to the
last detail.” He watched a Federation flag flying in the wind
across the bay, “Every detail.”
*
Our quarters- USS Titan
With my head against his
chest, and his hand in my hair, we lay on the sofa and gazed out of
the window, watching as the stars flew by. It was so peaceful, with
only the tiniest drone coming from the engines, and the sound of
T’Luk’s breathing.
“I could stay like this
forever, with you.”
“As could I.” He
replied, gently toying with my thin strands, “It is most
calming.”
I nestled closer to him, “T’Luk,
do you think about the future, like for us?”
“A
future together?”
I nodded.
“Many times. Do
you?”
“Yes.”
“What do you think
about?” He asked.
“Many different things…”
I smiled, “All good things, wonderful things.”
He
leaned close and kissed the top of my head, “Then we’ll
make them happen. Every single one.”
“Yeah?”
I grinned, thinking about everything the future could hold. My eyes
shifted to the window again, “We never told them.”
“Told
who, about what?” He asked.
I smiled, “The guys,
when they edited the holoprogram.”
He cocked his head,
looking down at me, “What holoprogram?”
“When
we first…” I blushed, “In the shower…”
“I
see.” He replied, “Indeed, they did plan for that to
happen.”
“Yeah, but we didn’t tell them that
we know.” I paused, “I need to thank them for that.”
“Me
too.” He whispered.
I lay back further, looking up at
his face, “I love you, T’Luk.”
“I love
you too, Kai.” He replied, looking at me with that look in his
eye, that look of love.
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