A Life Story: Chapter 8 (WIP 8 of ?)
Characters: Spock,Uhura
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Mature subject matter, strong language, sexual situations, not fluffy and rosy. CAUTION: Contains strong explicit material- may be graphic
Spoilers: Picks up from where movie left off.
Disclaimer: Star Trek characters obviously not my own.
Summary: Soap Opera drama in the ST Reboot world. Takes place after Nero and picking up where the movie left off. Young Spock and Uhura with issues. Mature subject matter, so kids....stay away, or I'll tell your mom.
A/N: This is a WIP. Lots of Angst/Drama/Miscommunication/Mistakes. This story is also on FF and is still a wip there as well. Some slight modifications on this version, and I am thinking of changing some main things later on...don't know yet. No beta on this and still very rough, so please keep in mind....also keep in mind- it's fictional and is all just for fun/entertainment.
Chapter 7
Chapter 6
Chapter 5
Chapter 4
Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1
Bedroom
Nyota got back out of bed to finish her nightly routine. When she saw Spock race out of her bedroom, she felt an immense pang of guilt and regret for what she had put him through. She recalled the way his face registered confusion and disappointment when he realized that she had tricked him; and she felt as if she wanted to cry. She had gone too far.
He made her so angry that her need to assert herself was too strong to ignore. Any chance at any type of relationship with the Vulcan was blown now. He would avoid her from now on.
The thought of Spock deliberately ignoring her out of spite was more than she could handle. Tears began to form in her eyes, blurring the image of the room around her. With the weighty burden of regret in her heart, she tucked her body back into bed and commanded the computer to extinguish the light. She lay awake, staring into the darkness.
Nyota was suddenly shaken out of her despair when she heard the door summon her. The night refused to end.
She climbed out of bed and answered it.
Stunned, Nyota could find no words to say as Spock reached out and grabbed her hand. He wore the regulation lounging t-shirt and sweat pant. He stood in bare feet.
His eyes were hopeful and wanting, his touch-gentle. A sob threatened to escape from her chest. She took in a deep breath and lowered her head in silent apology.
Spock stepped closer to her, and without waiting for the doors to close behind him, seized Nyota’s lips in a fierce kiss. It was unlike any other that they had shared. The introduction of his tongue immediately into her mouth set her ablaze; and inside, her body reacted violently to this touch. Her nipples started to tingle, her skin pricked with small bumps and she began to throb between her legs.
Without breaking their kiss, he set his hands to the task of giving him access to the flesh beneath her gown. Earlier, he had seen what pleasures awaited him underneath and Nyota moaned shamelessly in anticipation.
Her gown was bunched high around her waist as hot hands frantically moved behind her thighs, then up their sides, and in between. He was moving quickly, pulling at her body with desperate hands. She wanted him to slow down and savor her, for a while, anyway.
She pulled away from him. He reluctantly let her go as they moved apart.
His heavy breathing began to slow and when he spoke, his voice was raspy and low.
“I...could not... stay away.” He looked at her guaging her response and desperately wanting her to continue their foreplay.
Nyota pulled her gown back down. She felt silly standing there with her bottom half exposed. She looked solemnly up at him.
“I’m glad you came back” she admitted, her voice almost a whisper.
She moved toward him this time. She hooked her fingers underneath the hem of the bottom of his shirt and started to slide the clingy material up his torso. Spock helped her. This time, his movements were not rushed. He kept his eyes trained on her face- her eyes, her lips. She tossed the shirt onto the floor and reached down to unlace the drawstring tied about his waist. Spock waited patiently.
With the band of his trousers in her grip, Nyota pulled them slowly down his legs- bending at the knees as she did so. Spock let out a soft sigh when his rigid flesh sprang free from its constraints, bobbing slightly under the heaviness of its own weight.
Nyota reached one hand up and delicately skimmed the tips of her fingers underneath his member. He trembled in response. She was on her knees now and the sight of her like this made Spock mad with desire.
She looked up at him with eyes that conveyed purpose and promise. He would not regret his decision to see her again tonight. She brought her other hand up to feel his impressive length, careful not to touch him too much.
She wanted to savor him now and she closed her eyes as she did so. She traced her lips over the pulsating veins that stood out in high relief along the sides of his cock. Spock twitched in anticipation as she moved closer to the most sensitive part of him.
All thought escaped the Vulcan, along with his logic and his precious dedication to Surakian teachings. He slowly craned his neck back and from side to side as he endeavored to keep it together.
Nyota began to pepper moist kisses back down his shaft, repeating her movements along the other side. When she again reached his engorged tip, she circled her tongue around it causing Spock to reach one hand down and past the top of her head to the back of her neck, grabbing a handful of hair.
She was about to engulf it in her mouth when she felt him gently pull her up to her feet. His eyes were dreamy, transfixed. He spoke her name in a breathy whisper.
Another deep, scorching, tongue-filled kiss awaited her and she moaned unabashedly.
Spock trailed wet open mouthed kisses- half tongue, half teeth down Nyota’s neck. He sucked the delicate area of skin below her throat at the junction of her clavicles. He took his time and slowly walked her backward until she felt something cold and hard behind her. In one motion, he grabbed her bottom and effortlessly slid her up higher against the wall. He could feel the moisture of her sex on his fingertips and his body bucked against her in response.
He kissed the tops of her breasts, opening his mouth wide, devouring her over the thin translucent fabric of her gown. He ran his tongue over the area of a raised nipple and suckled greedily, drawing it and a mouthful of her flesh further into his mouth, soaking the fabric completely.
Nyota was more than ready to be taken. She had been oozing from between her thighs since he’d first kissed her and was growing impatient now. She surged inside when she felt the very tips of his fingers brush against her folds as he lifted her up.
He was suckling her hard and she winced when he lightly nipped her with his teeth. She tugged at her wet gown and managed to pull it up and off of her. Without hesitation, he latched onto her, packing as much of her other breast into his open mouth as he could and sliding the fully flattened surface of his tongue feverishly over her nipple. Nyota grabbed fistfuls of smooth black hair as she arched her back giving him more access to her body.
Eventually, Nyota broke the suction of Spock's hold on her nipple and brought his face up to hers for another kiss.
“Bedroom,” she whispered breathlessly into his mouth.
He was content with their current location, but relented when she moved away teasingly as he tried to continue their kiss.
“Bedroom,” he confirmed and he reluctantly freed her from his embrace.
Nyota sauntered into her bedroom, her bare ass a hypnotic pendulum that swung from side to side entrancing the Science Officer who followed behind her. She led him by the hand and smiled at the brief thoughts that passed through his touch.
He smirked internally knowing that nothing could interrupt or ruin his evening now. Like the cat who got the cream, he licked his lips as he calculated the innumerable pleasures that could be had from the body before him. He started with her rock hard backside.
When she reached the bed, she turned around to face him. She seductively placed his fingers to her lips and kissed their tips. She stroked the tip of her tongue against them pushing them deeper into her mouth.
He did not permit her to drain him with her mouth earlier, and she wanted to show him a little of what he was missing.
Spock gasped audibly, out of control -his mouth slightly gaped. He needed to fill her. Right now. He withdrew his fingers from her mouth and pushed her body onto the bed with his own. The feel of her skin against his this way was electrifying.
Urgency began to overtake him and he placed the length of his cock against the swollen bud between her delicate folds. She was wonderfully slick with anticipation and he used her lubricant to smoothly rub his erection up and down against her.
He kissed her deeply as he moved.
Beneath him, Nyota writhed and undulated as he continued to take her to her climax. She moaned as she wriggled, arched her back as she panted, until his quickening movements made her scream her surrender into the still of the night.
Spock did not stop his ministrations to her over-stimulated nerves. She bucked wildly under him grabbing fistfuls of bedding tightly in both hands. Allowing her to recover, he slowed his movements.
He could wait no longer now. Without sound or warning, he moved the head of his member to her slick opening and pushed down... hard. It was a long controlled descent and he felt Nyota gasp into his mouth. Pure bliss washed over him as he felt her moist walls slide tightly about him. He stilled and shut his eyes. He would cum soon if he did not gain control now. The sensations that stirred within him were too overwhelming. Grabbing hold of his control, he moved within her again.
.....
Nyota felt Spock move inside of her. She wanted more. She had climaxed once and now her cervix was in the optimal position for the most pleasurable intercourse. She winced slightly as he hit the end of her cervix on the down stroke.
She wondered before if she could handle him--she was finding out in earnest now. Despite his oversized length and wide girth, he was able to push all the way into her. Pulling out, he felt the powerful grip of her sex tug at him. Spock endeavored to loosen her hold on his shaft as it stretched her open. He moved faster, but did not thrust all the way in. He reserved those deep, forceful stabs for when she would gasp his name or obscenities…or both.
He could no longer refrain from pounding all the way into her. Those thrusts were too good and he could offer no excuse for his weakness except that he was…half human. Adopting a steady rhythm to the bucking of his hips, Spock’s mind was out of control. Beast-like grunts emanated from deep within him with every slam into her pliable body. The sounds of the bed frame hitting hard wall blending with the crescendo of Nyota’s moaning as she lingered at the height of her orgasm was more than he could take.
He had been ignoring her whimpering pleas to finish but now, finally now, he could. With one final plunge, he spilled himself deep inside her.
He made no sound, save the deep, rapid gasping that tore from his chest. She felt the heat of his breath on the side of her face as he buried it partially in her hair and the mattress. He bucked within her for a long while as he expelled every bit of the sticky substance from his body.
Nyota turned her head and tenderly kissed the exposed portions of his face and shoulder. She never felt so satisfied and content with any man like this before. She was overcome with a happiness that threatened to make her weep.
She held back her tears.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Mature subject matter, strong language, sexual situations, not fluffy and rosy. CAUTION: Contains strong explicit material- may be graphic
Spoilers: Picks up from where movie left off.
Disclaimer: Star Trek characters obviously not my own.
Summary: Soap Opera drama in the ST Reboot world. Takes place after Nero and picking up where the movie left off. Young Spock and Uhura with issues. Mature subject matter, so kids....stay away, or I'll tell your mom.
A/N: This is a WIP. Lots of Angst/Drama/Miscommunication/Mistakes. This story is also on FF and is still a wip there as well. Some slight modifications on this version, and I am thinking of changing some main things later on...don't know yet. No beta on this and still very rough, so please keep in mind....also keep in mind- it's fictional and is all just for fun/entertainment.
Chapter 7
Chapter 6
Chapter 5
Chapter 4
Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1
Bedroom
Nyota got back out of bed to finish her nightly routine. When she saw Spock race out of her bedroom, she felt an immense pang of guilt and regret for what she had put him through. She recalled the way his face registered confusion and disappointment when he realized that she had tricked him; and she felt as if she wanted to cry. She had gone too far.
He made her so angry that her need to assert herself was too strong to ignore. Any chance at any type of relationship with the Vulcan was blown now. He would avoid her from now on.
The thought of Spock deliberately ignoring her out of spite was more than she could handle. Tears began to form in her eyes, blurring the image of the room around her. With the weighty burden of regret in her heart, she tucked her body back into bed and commanded the computer to extinguish the light. She lay awake, staring into the darkness.
Nyota was suddenly shaken out of her despair when she heard the door summon her. The night refused to end.
She climbed out of bed and answered it.
Stunned, Nyota could find no words to say as Spock reached out and grabbed her hand. He wore the regulation lounging t-shirt and sweat pant. He stood in bare feet.
His eyes were hopeful and wanting, his touch-gentle. A sob threatened to escape from her chest. She took in a deep breath and lowered her head in silent apology.
Spock stepped closer to her, and without waiting for the doors to close behind him, seized Nyota’s lips in a fierce kiss. It was unlike any other that they had shared. The introduction of his tongue immediately into her mouth set her ablaze; and inside, her body reacted violently to this touch. Her nipples started to tingle, her skin pricked with small bumps and she began to throb between her legs.
Without breaking their kiss, he set his hands to the task of giving him access to the flesh beneath her gown. Earlier, he had seen what pleasures awaited him underneath and Nyota moaned shamelessly in anticipation.
Her gown was bunched high around her waist as hot hands frantically moved behind her thighs, then up their sides, and in between. He was moving quickly, pulling at her body with desperate hands. She wanted him to slow down and savor her, for a while, anyway.
She pulled away from him. He reluctantly let her go as they moved apart.
His heavy breathing began to slow and when he spoke, his voice was raspy and low.
“I...could not... stay away.” He looked at her guaging her response and desperately wanting her to continue their foreplay.
Nyota pulled her gown back down. She felt silly standing there with her bottom half exposed. She looked solemnly up at him.
“I’m glad you came back” she admitted, her voice almost a whisper.
She moved toward him this time. She hooked her fingers underneath the hem of the bottom of his shirt and started to slide the clingy material up his torso. Spock helped her. This time, his movements were not rushed. He kept his eyes trained on her face- her eyes, her lips. She tossed the shirt onto the floor and reached down to unlace the drawstring tied about his waist. Spock waited patiently.
With the band of his trousers in her grip, Nyota pulled them slowly down his legs- bending at the knees as she did so. Spock let out a soft sigh when his rigid flesh sprang free from its constraints, bobbing slightly under the heaviness of its own weight.
Nyota reached one hand up and delicately skimmed the tips of her fingers underneath his member. He trembled in response. She was on her knees now and the sight of her like this made Spock mad with desire.
She looked up at him with eyes that conveyed purpose and promise. He would not regret his decision to see her again tonight. She brought her other hand up to feel his impressive length, careful not to touch him too much.
She wanted to savor him now and she closed her eyes as she did so. She traced her lips over the pulsating veins that stood out in high relief along the sides of his cock. Spock twitched in anticipation as she moved closer to the most sensitive part of him.
All thought escaped the Vulcan, along with his logic and his precious dedication to Surakian teachings. He slowly craned his neck back and from side to side as he endeavored to keep it together.
Nyota began to pepper moist kisses back down his shaft, repeating her movements along the other side. When she again reached his engorged tip, she circled her tongue around it causing Spock to reach one hand down and past the top of her head to the back of her neck, grabbing a handful of hair.
She was about to engulf it in her mouth when she felt him gently pull her up to her feet. His eyes were dreamy, transfixed. He spoke her name in a breathy whisper.
Another deep, scorching, tongue-filled kiss awaited her and she moaned unabashedly.
Spock trailed wet open mouthed kisses- half tongue, half teeth down Nyota’s neck. He sucked the delicate area of skin below her throat at the junction of her clavicles. He took his time and slowly walked her backward until she felt something cold and hard behind her. In one motion, he grabbed her bottom and effortlessly slid her up higher against the wall. He could feel the moisture of her sex on his fingertips and his body bucked against her in response.
He kissed the tops of her breasts, opening his mouth wide, devouring her over the thin translucent fabric of her gown. He ran his tongue over the area of a raised nipple and suckled greedily, drawing it and a mouthful of her flesh further into his mouth, soaking the fabric completely.
Nyota was more than ready to be taken. She had been oozing from between her thighs since he’d first kissed her and was growing impatient now. She surged inside when she felt the very tips of his fingers brush against her folds as he lifted her up.
He was suckling her hard and she winced when he lightly nipped her with his teeth. She tugged at her wet gown and managed to pull it up and off of her. Without hesitation, he latched onto her, packing as much of her other breast into his open mouth as he could and sliding the fully flattened surface of his tongue feverishly over her nipple. Nyota grabbed fistfuls of smooth black hair as she arched her back giving him more access to her body.
Eventually, Nyota broke the suction of Spock's hold on her nipple and brought his face up to hers for another kiss.
“Bedroom,” she whispered breathlessly into his mouth.
He was content with their current location, but relented when she moved away teasingly as he tried to continue their kiss.
“Bedroom,” he confirmed and he reluctantly freed her from his embrace.
Nyota sauntered into her bedroom, her bare ass a hypnotic pendulum that swung from side to side entrancing the Science Officer who followed behind her. She led him by the hand and smiled at the brief thoughts that passed through his touch.
He smirked internally knowing that nothing could interrupt or ruin his evening now. Like the cat who got the cream, he licked his lips as he calculated the innumerable pleasures that could be had from the body before him. He started with her rock hard backside.
When she reached the bed, she turned around to face him. She seductively placed his fingers to her lips and kissed their tips. She stroked the tip of her tongue against them pushing them deeper into her mouth.
He did not permit her to drain him with her mouth earlier, and she wanted to show him a little of what he was missing.
Spock gasped audibly, out of control -his mouth slightly gaped. He needed to fill her. Right now. He withdrew his fingers from her mouth and pushed her body onto the bed with his own. The feel of her skin against his this way was electrifying.
Urgency began to overtake him and he placed the length of his cock against the swollen bud between her delicate folds. She was wonderfully slick with anticipation and he used her lubricant to smoothly rub his erection up and down against her.
He kissed her deeply as he moved.
Beneath him, Nyota writhed and undulated as he continued to take her to her climax. She moaned as she wriggled, arched her back as she panted, until his quickening movements made her scream her surrender into the still of the night.
Spock did not stop his ministrations to her over-stimulated nerves. She bucked wildly under him grabbing fistfuls of bedding tightly in both hands. Allowing her to recover, he slowed his movements.
He could wait no longer now. Without sound or warning, he moved the head of his member to her slick opening and pushed down... hard. It was a long controlled descent and he felt Nyota gasp into his mouth. Pure bliss washed over him as he felt her moist walls slide tightly about him. He stilled and shut his eyes. He would cum soon if he did not gain control now. The sensations that stirred within him were too overwhelming. Grabbing hold of his control, he moved within her again.
.....
Nyota felt Spock move inside of her. She wanted more. She had climaxed once and now her cervix was in the optimal position for the most pleasurable intercourse. She winced slightly as he hit the end of her cervix on the down stroke.
She wondered before if she could handle him--she was finding out in earnest now. Despite his oversized length and wide girth, he was able to push all the way into her. Pulling out, he felt the powerful grip of her sex tug at him. Spock endeavored to loosen her hold on his shaft as it stretched her open. He moved faster, but did not thrust all the way in. He reserved those deep, forceful stabs for when she would gasp his name or obscenities…or both.
He could no longer refrain from pounding all the way into her. Those thrusts were too good and he could offer no excuse for his weakness except that he was…half human. Adopting a steady rhythm to the bucking of his hips, Spock’s mind was out of control. Beast-like grunts emanated from deep within him with every slam into her pliable body. The sounds of the bed frame hitting hard wall blending with the crescendo of Nyota’s moaning as she lingered at the height of her orgasm was more than he could take.
He had been ignoring her whimpering pleas to finish but now, finally now, he could. With one final plunge, he spilled himself deep inside her.
He made no sound, save the deep, rapid gasping that tore from his chest. She felt the heat of his breath on the side of her face as he buried it partially in her hair and the mattress. He bucked within her for a long while as he expelled every bit of the sticky substance from his body.
Nyota turned her head and tenderly kissed the exposed portions of his face and shoulder. She never felt so satisfied and content with any man like this before. She was overcome with a happiness that threatened to make her weep.
She held back her tears.