Ficlet: The Worst Sort of Torture | Star Trek XI | Spock/Chapel | R | 1/1
Title: The Worst Sort of Torture
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: Spock/Christine Chapel
Rating: R
Word Count: 158
Prompt: For Porn Battle X: Spock/Chapel, waiting
Summary: For Christine, this is all torture...
Disclaimer: Paramount and CBS own it all. I own nothing. Darnit!
Author's Notes: "Plato's Stepchildren" through the XI lens(flare). Last of the Porn Battle X ficlets for now! :p
The Worst Sort of Torture
This was torture, plain and simple. It was everything Christine had wanted, to be in Spock's arms, his eyes on her alone. But it was only a sick parody of her fantasies. Forced into this position by telekenes voided everything that this could've been. She wanted Spock's arms around her, but not like this, not against his will, and not when the woman he really loved was in the arms of the Captain, only feet away. It wasn't fair to any of them.
The strongest and deepest of all her fantasies flashing through her mind's eye involuntarily as the telekenes exposed them for their own depraved pleasure, she flushed at the knowledge that Spock could likely see them, feel them as he held her here. This was a nightmare.
And yet, she couldn't help a shiver as she waited for Spock's lips to descend upon hers, her shame at the anticipation the worst torture of all.
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Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: Spock/Christine Chapel
Rating: R
Word Count: 158
Prompt: For Porn Battle X: Spock/Chapel, waiting
Summary: For Christine, this is all torture...
Disclaimer: Paramount and CBS own it all. I own nothing. Darnit!
Author's Notes: "Plato's Stepchildren" through the XI lens(flare). Last of the Porn Battle X ficlets for now! :p
The Worst Sort of Torture
This was torture, plain and simple. It was everything Christine had wanted, to be in Spock's arms, his eyes on her alone. But it was only a sick parody of her fantasies. Forced into this position by telekenes voided everything that this could've been. She wanted Spock's arms around her, but not like this, not against his will, and not when the woman he really loved was in the arms of the Captain, only feet away. It wasn't fair to any of them.
The strongest and deepest of all her fantasies flashing through her mind's eye involuntarily as the telekenes exposed them for their own depraved pleasure, she flushed at the knowledge that Spock could likely see them, feel them as he held her here. This was a nightmare.
And yet, she couldn't help a shiver as she waited for Spock's lips to descend upon hers, her shame at the anticipation the worst torture of all.
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