To Awaken and Sojourn
Title: To Awaken and Sojourn
Author: Nubianamazon
Pairing: Spock/Uhura,Scotty/Charlene,Sulu/Rand TOS
Rating: NC17
Warning: Language,sex,humor
Summary: Nyota has alway been a BAMF.She's about to take things to the next level with the help of an Orion Princess. Scotty and Char get closer and "gasp" Sulu and Rand attempt to have a relationship! Picks up where the Baddest Chicks left off.
AN: I don't know how to label this story, so I won't. I have a few surprises in store!! A big heart felt thank you to my beta;The seer, Teaoli!
Disclaimer:I don't own Trek nor am I making any loot.
READ CHAPTER 2!!
Chapter 1
Chapter 2:
Scotty stands back, taking everything in. Sulu has his hand placed high on Charlene’s back. Next he drops his other hand to her waist, pulling her a bit
closer. Once he has the distance right, Charlene and Sulu both extend their arms. Hands are clasped, bodies erect, shoulders back.
“Scotty, the first dance we’re going to tackle is the waltz. It’s a basic box step. I take the lead and Charlene follows. Now watch.”
Scotty stares intently, drawing a visual pattern as he watches their feet. Sure enough, the movement is reminiscent of a box.
Charlene and Sulu demonstrate the steps a few times and then stop.
“Okay Mont, your turn.” Charlene motions him over. He’s a bundle of nerves as he takes hold of Charlene.
“Mont you’re as stiff as a board. Calm down. This is supposed to be fun, remember? I know you can hold me closer than this. I have first hand knowledge.”
Her gentle teasing enables Scotty to relax. Holding a beautiful half-dressed woman isn’t a bad way to spend an evening. Looking at her smile up at him like this…..there’s only one other activity that could top it.
“Charlene you smell very nice. It that Orchids?”
“Yes it is! You have a great nose, Mont.” Charlene’s smile widens; she’s clearly impressed.
“I like your shoes as well. Your legs look spectacular.”
“Hey love birds, knock it the fuck off! I have a date with Rand and I don’t like being late. Now execute the move.”
With his cheeks a bit pinker, Scotty nods towards Sulu.
They begin to move as the music drifts through the gym. At first his moves are hesitant, but with each step they become less so.
Charlene follows. She’s enjoying this. This just feels right; being held by him, like this. He’s looking at her like she’s the only thing that exists. He’s a quick study too. The movement widens, they’re using more space.
She breaks eye contact and looks over at Sulu. He gives her a wink. She responds by sticking her tongue out.
“Not bad, Highland Pimp,” he tells Scotty. “I hate to do this to you kids, but I have to go. You two can, of course, stay, but I’m out.”
Sulu exits the gym. They’ve stopped dancing and Scotty doesn’t miss a beat. He’s holding her much closer than the waltz would allow.
Slowly, they begin to kiss. He’s as good a kisser as he is an engineer, and he’s a fucking brilliant engineer! Charlene thinks.
His hand slips down, cupping her ass. This man is causing an absolute storm in her underpants.She wetter than a tsunami! Charlene pulls back a bit. “Gods Mont! I'm so hot for you! This gym won’t do at all. My room, Now!”
They practically run towards the lift.
*****************
Sulu steps into the shower, making sure the water is set to a warm temperature. He doesn’t want it too hot; bad for the skin and all. Soaping up quickly, his thoughts turn to Rand. He starts to speak.
“Girl, I’m going to slay you tonight. Watching Scotty and Char... I can’t be the only one with that agenda. I doubt if they stayed in the gym.”
Rising off, he reaches for a towel, and steps out of the shower to dry off.
Standing in front of the mirror, Sulu slowly grins at his reflection.
“You magnificent bitch! Rand better bring her A-game tonight.”
At that moment his front door panel beeps. Someone’s inside his room.
Peeking around the corner he see’s that it’s Janice. She’s already taking her cloths off.
Sulu emerges from the fresher and walks over to her. She looks up smiling at him.
“I see your dressed for tonight’s activities. Good, because I’m going to fuck your brains out. Lets go, Pretty Eyes.”
“No problem, Blondie, but I thought I was going to your room.”
Janice thinks about what’s under her bed and bites her tongue.
“I couldn’t wait, Stud, so I decided to rush right over. Does that displease you, Hikaru? Do I need to be punished for my insolence?”
Sulu grins at her like a wolf. Rand can't help but feel like a dirty Red Riding Hood.
“Rand, I’m going to smack that ass until it’s four different shades of red. Now, come here.”
Janice growls, “You sexy mutherfucker! You really do spoil me.”
*************
Spock is watching Nyota’s breasts as they rise and fall. Eyes closed, she’s breathing deeply as per his instructions. He really is going to talk to her about getting a meditation robe.
Even a Vulcan’s control can be taxed.
“Nyota, Vulcans use meditation for arie’mnu. We seek to master passion and emotion; and the training of our minds for complex uses of the intellect.
The ultimate goal is increased concentration and attention, the sharpening of perception and control over one’s train of thought. This includes making unconscious processes accessible to the waking mind. Do you understand?”
Nyota nods her head. Spock is pleased at her level of focus. She will make an excellent student.
“We will begin with controlling the flow of thought. Attempt to direct the stream of thought towards the fire pot.”
She opens her eyes and looks intently at the object.
“Observe the shape of it, the colors of the flame. Focus.”
She sinks within herself. The room seems to be falling away. There is nothing save the fire pot.
Long intense moments pass. It does not matter. The fire pot is her sole focal point.
She can hear Spock's voice, as if from a great distance. He’s calling her name, and she’s reluctant to break contact with the object.
Raising her head, she looks at Spock.
“Spock how long… how long did I?”
“Nyota you have been mediating for thirty-two minutes fourteen point six seconds.”
She is astounded! She discovers that she’s also drenched in sweat.
“Your first session went remarkably well,Nyota. It seems that Phillida is correct in her assessment.”
Spock stands; taking a few steps, he helps Nyota to her feet.
“Goodness, that was intense! I’ve never done anything like that in my life and I can’t believe how sweaty I am. Do you mind if I take a shower?”
Spock is now staring at her as intensely as she stared at the fire pot.
“You may use the shower. May I join you?”
“Spock, is that also part of the Vulcan discipline? Taking showers with students after meditation lessons?
Ny is very amused at the open lust displayed on Spock’s face.
“No it is not; however, if Surak had you as a student, he would have made the practice mandatory.”
Laughing, Nyota enters the fresher with Spock following closely behind.
Author: Nubianamazon
Pairing: Spock/Uhura,Scotty/Charlene,Sulu/Rand TOS
Rating: NC17
Warning: Language,sex,humor
Summary: Nyota has alway been a BAMF.She's about to take things to the next level with the help of an Orion Princess. Scotty and Char get closer and "gasp" Sulu and Rand attempt to have a relationship! Picks up where the Baddest Chicks left off.
AN: I don't know how to label this story, so I won't. I have a few surprises in store!! A big heart felt thank you to my beta;The seer, Teaoli!
Disclaimer:I don't own Trek nor am I making any loot.
READ CHAPTER 2!!
Chapter 1
Chapter 2:
Scotty stands back, taking everything in. Sulu has his hand placed high on Charlene’s back. Next he drops his other hand to her waist, pulling her a bit
closer. Once he has the distance right, Charlene and Sulu both extend their arms. Hands are clasped, bodies erect, shoulders back.
“Scotty, the first dance we’re going to tackle is the waltz. It’s a basic box step. I take the lead and Charlene follows. Now watch.”
Scotty stares intently, drawing a visual pattern as he watches their feet. Sure enough, the movement is reminiscent of a box.
Charlene and Sulu demonstrate the steps a few times and then stop.
“Okay Mont, your turn.” Charlene motions him over. He’s a bundle of nerves as he takes hold of Charlene.
“Mont you’re as stiff as a board. Calm down. This is supposed to be fun, remember? I know you can hold me closer than this. I have first hand knowledge.”
Her gentle teasing enables Scotty to relax. Holding a beautiful half-dressed woman isn’t a bad way to spend an evening. Looking at her smile up at him like this…..there’s only one other activity that could top it.
“Charlene you smell very nice. It that Orchids?”
“Yes it is! You have a great nose, Mont.” Charlene’s smile widens; she’s clearly impressed.
“I like your shoes as well. Your legs look spectacular.”
“Hey love birds, knock it the fuck off! I have a date with Rand and I don’t like being late. Now execute the move.”
With his cheeks a bit pinker, Scotty nods towards Sulu.
They begin to move as the music drifts through the gym. At first his moves are hesitant, but with each step they become less so.
Charlene follows. She’s enjoying this. This just feels right; being held by him, like this. He’s looking at her like she’s the only thing that exists. He’s a quick study too. The movement widens, they’re using more space.
She breaks eye contact and looks over at Sulu. He gives her a wink. She responds by sticking her tongue out.
“Not bad, Highland Pimp,” he tells Scotty. “I hate to do this to you kids, but I have to go. You two can, of course, stay, but I’m out.”
Sulu exits the gym. They’ve stopped dancing and Scotty doesn’t miss a beat. He’s holding her much closer than the waltz would allow.
Slowly, they begin to kiss. He’s as good a kisser as he is an engineer, and he’s a fucking brilliant engineer! Charlene thinks.
His hand slips down, cupping her ass. This man is causing an absolute storm in her underpants.She wetter than a tsunami! Charlene pulls back a bit. “Gods Mont! I'm so hot for you! This gym won’t do at all. My room, Now!”
They practically run towards the lift.
*****************
Sulu steps into the shower, making sure the water is set to a warm temperature. He doesn’t want it too hot; bad for the skin and all. Soaping up quickly, his thoughts turn to Rand. He starts to speak.
“Girl, I’m going to slay you tonight. Watching Scotty and Char... I can’t be the only one with that agenda. I doubt if they stayed in the gym.”
Rising off, he reaches for a towel, and steps out of the shower to dry off.
Standing in front of the mirror, Sulu slowly grins at his reflection.
“You magnificent bitch! Rand better bring her A-game tonight.”
At that moment his front door panel beeps. Someone’s inside his room.
Peeking around the corner he see’s that it’s Janice. She’s already taking her cloths off.
Sulu emerges from the fresher and walks over to her. She looks up smiling at him.
“I see your dressed for tonight’s activities. Good, because I’m going to fuck your brains out. Lets go, Pretty Eyes.”
“No problem, Blondie, but I thought I was going to your room.”
Janice thinks about what’s under her bed and bites her tongue.
“I couldn’t wait, Stud, so I decided to rush right over. Does that displease you, Hikaru? Do I need to be punished for my insolence?”
Sulu grins at her like a wolf. Rand can't help but feel like a dirty Red Riding Hood.
“Rand, I’m going to smack that ass until it’s four different shades of red. Now, come here.”
Janice growls, “You sexy mutherfucker! You really do spoil me.”
*************
Spock is watching Nyota’s breasts as they rise and fall. Eyes closed, she’s breathing deeply as per his instructions. He really is going to talk to her about getting a meditation robe.
Even a Vulcan’s control can be taxed.
“Nyota, Vulcans use meditation for arie’mnu. We seek to master passion and emotion; and the training of our minds for complex uses of the intellect.
The ultimate goal is increased concentration and attention, the sharpening of perception and control over one’s train of thought. This includes making unconscious processes accessible to the waking mind. Do you understand?”
Nyota nods her head. Spock is pleased at her level of focus. She will make an excellent student.
“We will begin with controlling the flow of thought. Attempt to direct the stream of thought towards the fire pot.”
She opens her eyes and looks intently at the object.
“Observe the shape of it, the colors of the flame. Focus.”
She sinks within herself. The room seems to be falling away. There is nothing save the fire pot.
Long intense moments pass. It does not matter. The fire pot is her sole focal point.
She can hear Spock's voice, as if from a great distance. He’s calling her name, and she’s reluctant to break contact with the object.
Raising her head, she looks at Spock.
“Spock how long… how long did I?”
“Nyota you have been mediating for thirty-two minutes fourteen point six seconds.”
She is astounded! She discovers that she’s also drenched in sweat.
“Your first session went remarkably well,Nyota. It seems that Phillida is correct in her assessment.”
Spock stands; taking a few steps, he helps Nyota to her feet.
“Goodness, that was intense! I’ve never done anything like that in my life and I can’t believe how sweaty I am. Do you mind if I take a shower?”
Spock is now staring at her as intensely as she stared at the fire pot.
“You may use the shower. May I join you?”
“Spock, is that also part of the Vulcan discipline? Taking showers with students after meditation lessons?
Ny is very amused at the open lust displayed on Spock’s face.
“No it is not; however, if Surak had you as a student, he would have made the practice mandatory.”
Laughing, Nyota enters the fresher with Spock following closely behind.