Unbeknownst - Chapter 11

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Author: Mousling1014
Story: Unbeknownst
Chapter 11 of ?
Rated: R (This chapter for sexing it up)
Pairing: AOS Spock/Uhura
Warnings: Mind-control, sexy times (rating will change to R for that)
Synopsis: What happens when you thought you were in control, but you're not....
Disclaimer: I don't own them - Paramount does and I'm making nothing from this.


Chapter 11

Uhura felt the swirl of the transporter enclose her; the stairwell and Kirk pressed close to her rapidly fading from her vision and physical touch, as an impression of blackness and a slight panicky feeling gave way to a room that was coalescing right in front of her. Uhura found herself still holding onto Kirk, who was looking off over her shoulder with a slightly flustered look and speaking at exactly the same time as Spock’s mental voice was lapping over her consciousness, concern that the transporter had been activated and concern that she hadn’t transported alone. She sent soothing thoughts to Spock letting him know that she was ok, and that yes, it was Cadet Kirk with her and yes, she could handle him.

“Um..Uhura, where exactly are we?” Kirk was glancing around again, his arms still loose around her making no move other than to tilt his head to take in the look of the large room they had transported in.

Uhura smiled inwardly and then gently pushed Kirk away from her. She took stock of the room; it was large and divided with screens, this portion of the room containing looms, skeins of yarn and a large potter’s wheel in the corner. Her sister Akina and her partner Marcus’ studio. Large windows let in natural light and a view of both the city and the mountains. The city was now twinkling with light in the steadily increasing darkness of evening, shuttles flitting across the sky and light reflecting off of the snow covered mountains. Marcus was from this part of the United States, the pacific-northwest, the city of Portland to be precise. This was his and Akina’s dwelling and work place when they were here in North America. Though now her sister and her partner were in Africa visiting Uhura’s family and busy fending off the inevitable family ‘discussions’ on marriage, specifically when would it happen already? poor Akina. It had been the perfect place to hide.

“Look Uhura, I know we’re not in Kansas anymore Dorothy, and this certainly isn’t downtown SanFran either. So what’s going on? I deserve some kind of explanation.”

“Ok.” Uhura breathed and looked steadily at Kirk. “Why don’t we find somewhere a little more comfortable to sit down and I’ll tell you everything.”

Kirk nodded and followed Uhura across the room into a section that contained two comfortable sofas and a small kitchenette with a replicator. Kirk sat down, and Uhura sat too, taking the other sofa and placing her book bag in front of her. She looked down at her hands. Hmm..this wasn’t going to be easy. She could feel the bond with Spock, his mental whisper.

*Nyota, you cannot give any information to Cadet Kirk. It is imperative that outside involvement is limited.*

*I know Spock, but I have to tell him something, thank God he was there, who knows what would have happened? And..oh shit Spock! Gaila!*

Without any explanation, Uhura rifled through her book bag for her comm-link, she could feel Kirk’s eyes on her, waiting for her to explain herself, but first things first. She flipped open the cover on the comm-link and spoke. Her eyes then met Kirk’s, his expression was questioning but thankfully he didn’t say anything. Uhura waited impatiently jiggling the comm-link.

“Come on Gaila, answer…pick up..pick up.” Uhura’s foot stamped and it felt like an eternity before a voice came through on the other end.

“Ny! Where are you? Girl! You won’t believe what’s happened!” Gaila was practically squealing with excitement.

“Gaila, what’s going on?”

“The girls dorms are closed off right now, academy security is all over the place. The scuttle-butt is that it’s some kind of prank. Our more illustrious male co-horts are saying it was probably a ‘panty-raid’ gone wrong? Honestly, you humans….” Gaila continued to rant on about clothing and the differences between Orion cultures and humans….

Kirk’s eyebrows quirked at Gaila’s response and he grinned slightly at Uhura, she rolled her eyes and continued to listen to Gaila. This might be her avenue of explanation to Kirk, she just needed to go over in her mind how plausible it would sound. She was going to have to tell him something.

“Gaila..yes…I know, humans can be prudish about basic biological functions… nakedness is fine in certain venues Gaila, remember the cake baking episode last year for my birthday? Thankfully you were wearing clothes at that time. Listen, I was just calling in to..to let you know that I’m going to be in the lab…um..studying..but I’m glad you’re ok..”

Kirk’s eyebrows rose at this and he waggled his finger at her. Uhura sighed, she hated lying, especially to Gaila, but this was one of those times that it was a necessity. Uhura ended the call and turned to Kirk.

“So, a prank Uhura? All this is, is a prank? Hmmmm…”

“What? You don’t think I’m capable of pulling off a prank Kirk? That only you could achieve that level of brilliance?” Let Kirk keep this avenue of thought going, maybe this wouldn’t be so hard to explain after all.

They sat in silence just looking at each other, finally Kirk sat back and scrunched himself down slightly into the sofa, he spoke softly.

“Sorry beautiful, but no..you definitely are not one to use pranks. Face it Uhura in the two plus years you and I have known each other, you have been and are the most studious and anal-retentive person I’ve ever met. Pranks would be so far beneath you, I’m really surprised that you thought I’d buy that explanation, no matter how pretty you parcel it up.”

Damn… Uhura sighed, she could feel Spock’s mental whisper again. She focused on it.

*Nyota. Surat says that you should inform Cadet Kirk that you are working on a ‘special ops’ project. You cannot divulge any information and that you regret his involvement at this time. Unfortunately it will be at least four hours before Prem is able to come and get you; he has to make sure that you will be safe at the academy. Cadet Kirk will be briefed at that time.*

*Spock. Kirk can be a royal pain in the ass, but he’s smart. He’ll see through any cover story I give. I’ll do my best, that’s all I can say.*

*Nyota.*  Warm browns and reds enveloped her, she felt safe, comforted. Uhura squared her shoulders, she could do this. Let the chips fall where they may. She looked steadily into Kirk’s eyes and began.

“Kirk, you’re right. It wasn’t a prank. If I tell you it’s to do with special ops, and that I can’t give you any information, will you accept that? You’re right about not being in San Francisco. We’re in the pacific-northwest right now, it’s a safe place, and that’s pretty much all I can say, expect that we’ll be picked up in about four or five hours, give or take. I’m sorry, I have no more information I can give.”

Kirk didn’t look pleased at that, he studied her face for a long time, just staring, staring her down. Finally he sighed.

“Ok Uhura, I get it, well I don’t get it, but you’re not going to let me in. So I’ll accept your story for now. But I don’t want to, and this may come up again, but for now, I’ll drop it.” Kirk rolled off of the sofa and made his way to the kitchenette. “Does this replicator work? I’m starving!”

Uhura pinched the bridge of her nose, she was tired. Mental conversations and physical conversations were very tiring, especially combining the two, would she ever get used to it? She could hear Kirk behind her, rummaging through drawers and mumbling about secret missions and did she know that Cadet Gary Mitchell was probably part of special ops, did she know that? Did she know how many academy recruits that Starfleet nabbed for ops? Yes, she was definitely tired. She closed her eyes, listening to Kirk’s movements, feeling Spock’s mental hum..just so tired…….

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Dreaming, she must be dreaming..Nairobi gleamed in the sunshine, it just gleamed and it took her breath away. Home, she was home and it was wonderful! Another presence stood next to her, silent and watchful. She turned her face up to his and giggled. Yep, she was dreaming.  The Nairobi streets were bustling and she could almost taste the sights and smells of it.   No-one thought she or her companion looked strange or out of place. The scene shifted and she was now looking up at an apartment building, an African  human male in his early fifties stood outside near the doors, quietly sneaking a bite of something, looking around as if waiting to get caught. Uhura laughed outright and turned to her companion again.

“Oh Spock, that’s my father. Look at him..priceless!”

“Nyota, what is your father doing?” Spock’s lips quirked up and his eyebrow rose and it just made it funnier for Uhura, yep she was dreaming.

“Every year my sister sends him a care package for his birthday and she always sends him something with chocolate. My mother confiscates it because she says it’s not good for him. And Dad eventually finds it and resorts to sneaking around. He stopped staying in our apartment building because the neighbors told my mother on him. They’d find him in the hallways. One thing you learn quickly in our household is don’t mess with Kenene Uhura! My mother is a force of nature. So here he is.”

“Indeed.” Spock’s lips quirked again. Uhura was fascinated, was that a small smile peeping out?

The scene shifted again. The valley was lush and green, so green it hurt your eyes. This wasn’t one of Uhura’s memories, Spock’s?

“Yes..one of my first recollections of Earth. My mother brought me here. Wales. A part of my mother’s ancestry can be traced back to Wales.” Spock was definitely smiling at her, shyly, unsure, it was beautiful.

Uhura smiled back up at him and gently took his hand. “We’re dreaming aren’t we?”

“Yes Nyota, in a way, we are sharing certain memories, you are in your dream state, I am currently meditating, our minds can link together here easily and our thoughts can be controlled, how much we can let ourselves go.” He brought her hand to his lips and laid a gentle kiss to the palm.

The skin tingled where he had kissed it, the tingling moved up her arm, a warm flush that broke over her like a gentle wave. Through just that simple act, she was aware of him, so aware…

The scene shifted again…. The landscape at first appeared stark. Strange pokey bushes grew up out of sandy soil that wasn’t quite red or orange, Uhura wasn’t sure what color to call it. The sky was a light pale blue with just a hint of yellow. In the distance a city arose as if actually grown from the living rock, like stalactites and stalagmites. Amazing. She looked around, they were standing in a courtyard of some kind, it appeared weathered and old.

“Is this Vulcan?” Uhura was dazzled, it was so alien and yet familiar, it too felt like home.

“Yes, this is Vulcan. We are in one of the reserves near the city. I used to come here as a child to meditate. It is very peaceful.”

“Yes it is, thank you for showing me this.”

Uhura turned to Spock and slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, her hand gently cradled the back of his head. He was looking into her face, his eyes dark and intent, he desired her, she could see it in his eyes, the pupils dilated, his breath uneven, he was trembling.

“Since this is a dream, we can do this, can’t we? It’s not wrong is it?” Uhura needed to know, needed to know that she wasn’t going too far.

“Nyota.” It was a seductive whisper and suddenly she understood.

Vulcans, telepaths..of course, mental imagery so much more than just a physical joining of bodies, mentally, they could go anywhere, be anything they wanted. It was heady, arousing…no words could describe it, but oh how she wanted it..wanted him! Spock chuckled, actually chuckled and it was sexy as hell…

“I am not averse to physically joining with you Nyota when the time is right. But yes, for Vulcans, it is much more, this mental joining, it can be anything we wish it to be, can become anything we want… when it is not possible to be in physical proximity to each other, this is another way.”

“Well the brain is the biggest sex organ in the body, so makes sense. You clever Vulcans!”

Uhura’s arms were still wrapped around his neck, now one hand idly brushed against his ear, fingers trailing from the tip to the lobe. Spock shuddered. The time for talking was over. One arm circled her waist, the other trailed up her back to her neck. His head bent down and his lips captured hers in a searing kiss. She returned it, plundering his mouth with her tongue, desire uncurling through her like a flame from a fire, she wanted this so much! His mouth was hot, his taste spicy and musky, his tongue stroked along hers, teasing and tasting her. She could feel his hand move from her waist down to cup her buttocks, pulling her closer to his body, closer to his heat. She could feel him hard and aroused pressing against the softness of her belly. His hips moved slightly back and forth in rhythm with the thrusts of his tongue in her mouth.

His other hand now moved to cup one of her breasts, his fingers lightly stroking the dark nipple into pebbled hardness. Uhura gasped, pulling her mouth away from his, her hands moved feverishly up and down his back. His lips were now trailing down her throat, his tongue leaving a moist trail in its wake on her dark skin.  They were unclothed, she didn’t remember when it had happened, and it wasn’t important now. His lips were on her nipple, licking and laving the tip with his tongue before pulling the hardened flesh into his mouth and sucking. She groaned, her head tilting back giving him more access. Spock guided her body gently down to the ground, it felt cushiony, not sandy, and it was warm, very warm, she felt languid. His lips were now trailing across her other breast, to bring that nipple to tingling hardness.

“Ahhh…Spock! Yes!..touch me..Yes!”

Uhura’s hands were back on Spock’s shoulders, marking out muscle and bone under silky male skin, she could feel his muscles bunch when she moved up to caress an ear. His ear tips were so sensitive! She stroked and caressed them feeling a rumble through his chest almost like a cat purring, a deep sound that reverberated through him and into her. His tongue slowed on her breast, he was lapping her gently, tasting her skin, nipping slightly. His hand was making its way down her belly now, his fingers gliding across her hot skin, barely touching in some places. But it felt like fire, each touch, each lick and kiss enflamed her. She could feel his erection, hard against her thigh, slightly moist from his pre-cum. She wanted to touch him too, feel his hardness within her grasp. Spock looked up at her and smiled gently and she was lost. He was truly beautiful. He shook his head; he wanted to pleasure her first. Uhura was gasping, arching up as Spock’s fingers slid through the dark curls that framed the top of her thighs and into the wetness between them, moving into her folds, one finger sliding into her, curling up slightly and touching that spot in her, that spot that felt so good… another finger joining the first, moving in and out of her body slow and sultry and then his lips moved down from her breast, his tongue licking the sweat from her skin, licking down to her belly-button, circling it before she felt his lips ghosting over her curls and then his lips and tongue were everywhere on her, inside her. Spock’s tongue was molten on her clit as he licked and suckled the nub of flesh, she spread her legs wider, feeling so wanton, needing this from him, wanting it so much, it felt so good!

“Ugghh..Ahhh..right…right there…Spock!” Uhura screamed as she came undone.

The orgasm ripped through her belly, her thigh muscles shook. Spock’s head was still between her thighs, his lapping had changed to a gentle suck on her wet flesh, but it was too much, too sensitive right now. He looked up into her flushed face and moved up her body until he was facing her. He kissed her gently and she could taste her own essence on his lips. She could still feel her inner walls clench and unclench, tremors darting through her legs and up her spine. It was delicious. They stayed that way for what felt like forever, simply lying next to each other, stroking each other, using their skin as a canvas for their fingers to paint words, squiggles, little symbols of tingling sensation. Spock’s skin was flushed, darker where Uhura touched him. His chest rumbled again, that strange sexy purring noise and she knew…..

“My turn handsome.” Uhura’s eyes glinted with mischief and lust. She pushed Spock completely over onto his back and slowly started to finger walk her way across his chest, tugging at the dark hair there, it was soft, much softer than she imagined it would be. Her lips moved across his cheekbone and onto his ear lobe, she pulled the lobe into her mouth and tugged it gently with her teeth. Spock’s breath hitched.

“Do we like that?” Uhura grinned and did it again while her fingers found a very male nipple hidden in his chest hair, she scratched the nipple lightly, circling it while sucking on his earlobe. Spock shuddered, yes, he definitely liked that!

Uhura’s tongue moved up to the tip of one delicately pointed ear and traced her way down again, drawing her warm breath over the moistened skin. Spock shuddered again, and growled, actually growled. She grinned at that. His cheeks were flushed green as were his ear tips. Uhura mouthed her way across his throat, gently nipping his adams apple before moving down into the soft downy chest hair. She rubbed her face into it, smelling his scent, that spicy smell that was all Spock. She could get drunk on this smell, this feeling he evoked in her. She brought her face up to look into his, this dream Spock was emotional, and yet still so Vulcan. His eyes were onyx pools, so intent, pupils blown wide with desire for her. This was heady..more heady than she had ever known.

“I too have not felt this way before my Nyota.” His voice rumbled, the sound was so rich…

Uhura smiled at him and continued to nuzzle his chest, her lips moved over the indents of his ribs, her hands slipped over the hot skin at his waist and then his hips. His erection was pushing insistently into her belly now. She looked down at his hardened flesh, it was flushed a dark green, not so dissimilar to a human male in shape or size, except for a double ridge. It jutted out from his body, all male and very aroused.  She used her tongue to map out a trail down to his hip bone, her hands now played on the outside of his thighs, rubbing the hair covered muscle that corded up underneath her palms. Uhura brought her hands inwards and gently parted his thighs, she nipped his hip bone and heard him gasp and a huge shudder went through him bucking him up. She gently cupped his testicles, stroking and feeling their heaviness in one hand while her other hand slowly slipped up and down his engorged shaft. Uhura looked up, Spock’s head was tilted back, his eyes squeezed tight and he was growling, a rumbling noise, his whole body shuddering. Her hand slipped down his shaft again to the base, her fingers fanned out into the dark curls there and her lips sunk down to take his hot tip into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the tiny slit, teasing it with her tongue and feeling Spock shudder and growl and make that strange sexy purring noise.

Uhura knew it was too much for him when he jack-knifed up into a sitting position, pulling her almost roughly up to straddle his lap. She blinked at him with wide eyes and a startled breath that hitched as she felt his length pressing against her folds.

“Please Nyota…I need..I need.” Spock was gasping.

Uhura moved and pushed her hand between her legs and took his cock and guided him into herself. Spock sighed and nuzzled into the crook of her neck and nipped and bit the skin there as she groaned at the fullness inside her. His arms came around her and settled on her hips pulling her up and down into a slow rhythm, she rode him, feeling his breath hot against her skin. Her own lips nuzzled and nipped his ears, her hands moved up and down his back, digging her nails into the flesh of his shoulders.

“Do that again.” Spock rumbled.

Uhura dug her nails in and scratched his shoulders, he bucked up and the rhythm became faster, harder. Uhura was sweating now, her skin flushed a dark coffee. Spock’s own skin was flushed green, his cheeks and ear tips almost a mossy color. His breath was coming out in short gasps. He needed something more, he needed this…he brought his hand to her lips and she knew…

Uhura took one finger in her mouth and sucked it, her tongue whirling over the sensitive tip. Another finger, trembling joined the first and she lavished the same attention on it. Her tongue darted over the tips and down between each finger, licking her way from the tip to the knuckle. She took both fingers deep into her mouth and sucked the as she rode Spock harder and harder. Spock cried out and Uhura felt his climax, hot seed pulsing into her, bathing her inner walls. She pushed her free hand between her legs while still sucking on Spock’s fingers and quickly brought herself off still moving up and down on him while he shuddered and groaned. She collapsed onto his chest, both of them heaving and gulping at the air. Uhura’s head leaned heavily onto Spock’s shoulder, his arms loose around her stroking her back gently. She looked up at him.

“All I can say is wow…this happened just in our minds? I’m a goner.” Uhura snuggled back into him.

“I fear that you may find our physical joining to be somewhat anti-climatic after this.” Spock chuckled quietly.

“Oh really? Because this has set the bar high you know.” Uhura grinned and rubbed her face onto his shoulder, she encountered material, a soft dark cloth, the clothing he was wearing before their little sexy encounter. She looked at herself and she too was clothed. Damn….

“Did you dress me, because I didn’t imagine myself or you dressed?” Uhura pouted a little.

“I confess, I did imagine clothing, but not the setting we are now in.” They were both now standing on a beach, the tides rolling gently in, Spock’s hand was in hers, their fingers entwined. “We appear to still be on Vulcan, this is one of our inland seas, but I cannot remember ever having come here as a child or as an adult.”

“Um..Spock..who is that?” Uhura pointed to another figure standing near them. A small Vulcan child, a girl no more than about three or fours years old. Her long dark hair was pulled back from her face and her dark eyes gazed at both Spock and Uhura.

“She is not familiar to me.” Spock spoke softly in Vulcan to the child, asking her name. She simply stared and made no reply. Spock looked over at Uhura.

“She’s not someone I dreamed up is she? I mean I eventually want children, but I can’t honestly say that I would imagine them so quickly. And she appears wholly Vulcan. I would like to think I would imagine more human traits in any children we potentially have.” Uhura was perplexed now. She looked back at the child. She was gone. She looked again at Spock. He looked as perplexed as she did. Uhura shrugged, and looked out over the water. It was rippling, becoming fuzzy and there was noise, a deep groaning sound, almost human sounding.

“Spock? What’s happening?” Uhura was panicking.

“Don’t be alarmed Nyota, I believe that Cadet Kirk is trying to wake you up. I need to mentally disengage from you. I apologize my Nyota, this should be much more gentle.” Spock was becoming hazy, he brought her hand up to his lips once more and she felt just a ghosting of his breath and then she couldn’t feel him anymore, it felt empty..

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“Uhura..damn it! Wake UP!” Kirk was practically shouting her ear off.

“Wha…What? Sorry! What’s wrong?” Uhura’s neck was cricked at an angle as she slept on the sofa, she felt sore and bruised, even slightly feverish.

“Nothing’s wrong sleeping beauty, but I think you could say that the Calvary has finally arrived.” Kirk drolly looked over and Uhura’s gaze followed his to see Prem and two other people she had never met before staring at them.

She could feel Spock’s mental presence now, soothing her. *Yes, inform Surat that Prem is here, tell him that the Calvary has indeed arrived.*

TBC…