Primal: Part 3
Title: Primal: Part 3
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Uhura/Spock
Disclaimer: None of this is mine.
Summary: When Commander Spock and Cadet Uhura travel to a unexplored planet to find new Federation technology the planet begins to awaken Spock's primal urges.
Warnings: Graphic sex (some in this chapter), some violence, some foul language
Word Count: 1, 824
Author's Notes: This story takes place six months before the events of Star Trek. It basically explores one possibility of how Spock and Uhura got together.
Part 1 community.livejournal.com/spock_uhura/50216.html#cutid1
Part 2 community.livejournal.com/spock_uhura/51349.html#cutid1
0936 Hours: Gourdian V
“Man, I wish we could beam down below the surface.”
Uhura grunted in agreement as she put down her science kit on the jungle surface. Ensign Carter and Necko did the same while Spock merely surveyed their surroundings. They were in front of the cave entrance that led to the underground caverns. The density of the rocks below surface made it tricky for transporter beams to be accurate, leaving all officers to hike in and out of the entrance. Ensign Carter had joined them for this mission because of his awareness of certain compounds other groups had found in the surface. Uhura was glad to have him with them.
“We will break here for a few minutes but then we must continue on. Our mission must be completed before the ion storm.”
“Is he always a hard ass like this?” Carter whispered in Uhura’s ear.
“Yeah, but it makes you a better officer at the end.” Uhura answered not taking her eyes off of Spock. He was shivering again and Uhura could not stop her worry for him. Spock never shook and he never got sick. Something was wrong. Since coming to the planet he had been snappy and inhospitable, even by his standards. He had yelled at a young lieutenant who had helped with the transport and occasionally she could spot him giving Carter hard looks.
The looks he was giving her, however, were something else. She felt heat enter her cheeks at the stare he had given her while she had drunken water on the third mile of their hike. He hadn’t taken his obsidian eyes off of her. If she hadn’t known better she would have thought….
“It is time for us to go.”
“Aye, sir.” Ensign Carter replied. He stood and then helped Nyota stand, pushing her close to his body. Carter gave a big grin and she smiled back. When she looked at Spock she only saw his blue uniformed back going off into the distance.
*****
1030 hours
“Sir, maybe we should head back.” Carter huffed. They had made it several kilometers inside of the caves and Uhura could hear the rumbling of a distant storm from even in here.
“We will accomplish our mission.” Spock answered determined. He would not be shown up in front of this upstart. He would prove he was valuable. He could be valuable to Cadet Uhura.
******
1258 hours
He would kill him. He was sure of it. Carter had no business touching her like that.
No business.
Spock tempered his breath as he entered a new cavern. It was difficult to think on this planet. It was impossible to keep his emotions in check. He was utterly baffled as to the reasons why. The CMO had given him a clean bill of health. His serotonin levels were perfectly normal.
Then why did he have the sudden urge to mate with Cadet Uhura?
These thoughts came unbidden to him. Her brown legs around him. Her heaving breasts subject to his kisses. Her long hair pulled by his hands. His thoughts would go from ancient texts to having her orgasm in his arms.
It was all highly illogical.
The ensign made it worse. He touched her too much and she seemed interested in him. Spock understood her need for bonding after his rejection of her. But it didn’t make him less angry or…jealous that Ensign Carter was getting the attention he craved from her. Carter was going to take her from him. Was going to mate with her. It was his fault.
His thoughts led away to what would have happened if he had kissed her after she had touched his ear that night. If he had made love to her. Like I had wanted to, Spock confessed to himself. He knew these were inappropriate thoughts but he could not stop them anymore than he could stop the Earth’s tides.
He felt deeply ashamed of being unable to control his emotions.
“Commander! I think we have something.”
Spock ran back to where Necko, Uhura, and Ensign Carter where kneeling. He spotted some type of silver element in the ground.
Uhura ran her chemical scanner over the metal.
“No readings on this. I don’t think that this substance has been seen before.”
Carter tapped it with his hand. “Doesn’t feel or sound hollow. Necko, give me that pick.”
Necko retrieved the small pick from his bag and Carter began to work on it. Spock shivered.
“Commander? Maybe you should go back up to the ship and get checked out.”
“I have seen a doctor. I am in perfect health.”
Nyota sighed. “You don’t look like it.”
Spock did not respond and continued to look at Carter digging the object out. Carter picked into the hard rock for ten minutes and finally yanked it loose from the ground.
“What is it?” Uhura questioned.
“It looks like some type of knife or something. Necko put it in your bag, we’ll research it later.”
Necko put the pick and the knife into his nap sack and they continued on their journey.
Spock was ahead of everyone else when he heard Uhura’s laugh from behind him. Was she laughing with him again, Spock thought with anger pouring through him like lava. He paused where he was and everyone stopped.
“ I believe it is highly inappropriate for laughter at this point and time.”
“Aye sir.” Carter replied and laughed a little.
Spock turned around and got into the young ensign’s face.
“What is so amusing?”
“Calm down. I agree with you sir.”
“Commander, it is okay.”
“It is not okay.” Spock replied inhaling deeply and squaring his shoulders and puffing up his chest.
“What is wrong with you?” Nyota answered ready to get in between them.
“Hey, yeah we need to continue.” Necko squaked, his beak opening rapidly.
“It is none of your concern.” Spock stated coldly.
“Commander!”
“Nyota, it’s okay.” Carter replied placing a hand on her arm.
Spock’s jaw tightened and his lips turned into a sneer. “Nyota, is it? Is that what you call her now?”
Uhura’s mouth opened at Spock’s behavior. She had never seen him so…emotional.
“I think we need to get back to the ship. Commander Spock, I believe that you need to get checked out immediately. You are acting illogical.”
Nyota’s words made him more angry and he stared at her with some mixture of lust and outrage. Carter, sensing Spock was about to lose it, made a critical error.
He touched Spock’s arm.
He didn’t see the punch coming.
*****
“Oh, shit!” Necko barked and tried to get the Vulcan off of Carter as much as he possibly could. Uhura tried to do the same but it did not stop the punches from raining down on the young ensign at a rapid pace.
“Commander stop!!” Uhura yelled but he continued hitting Carter, drawing blood.
He was in a rage. He could see nothing but red. Nothing but his enemy fallen before him. There would be no challenge. There would be no question.
Nyota belonged to him.
“Commander stop!! Please, god! Stop!” Nyota began hitting Spock on his back to get him to stop. It didn’t faze him and he continued unabated. They all fell to the floor and Spock got a grip on the Ensign’s neck.
“Commander please stop! You are going to kill him! Commander! Commander! Spock!”
He froze at the desperation in her voice. She sounded scared. He let go of the grip on Ensign Carter’s neck and tried to rise with the pressure of both Uhura and Necko on his back. They released him.
He stood and looked down at Carter only to see Carter gasping for air and trying to wipe the blood off of his face. Uhura went to Carter and cradled his head in her lap.
“What is wrong with you!” Uhura screamed. She looked at him as if he were a monster.
Spock was sickened by his display of rage. His entire life he had prided himself on his control. And now it was nothing. It was all turned to ashes before him.
“I…I apologize.”
Spock then walked off into another cavern.
*****
“Necko, take care of him.”
Uhura gently laid Carter’s head down and ran off to follow Spock. He owed her an explanation of what the hell was wrong with him. This was so unlike her brilliant and unemotional instructor. In her entire time of knowing him he had never been a hothead or violent. He had always been rational and distant.
She was going to find him, give him a piece of her mind, and drag his sorry ass back to the ship to get him checked out.
“You must hurry! The ion storm!” Necko called out.
She ran into the cavern she had seen him disappear into and quickly assessed where he might have gone. He might be bigger and stronger than she was but she was good at figuring things out.
“Commander! Commander Spock!” She called out. She entered one of the rocky homes and spotted him sitting on one of the beds, his head in his hands. She could see from his palms he was sweating again. This was not good.
“Commander?” She came closer to him and crouched down so she could see his face. “Spock?”
“I am sorry. Is Ensign Carter all right?” He asked through his hands.
“He seems like he will be fine. How about you?”
“I fear…I fear that I may be losing my mind.”
She teared up at the sound of his voice. He seemed so…lost.
“We’re going to get you to a doctor. We are going to find out what is happening to you.”
“I know what is happening. I just cannot explain it.” He released his hands from his face and his eyes were so sad it took her breath away.
“What is it? Spock, baby, tell me.”
He shivered at her endearment. He had heard many humans use the expression and found himself glad she used it for him. He groaned. That was the problem, he shouldn’t be feeling anything.
“I believe I am entering into Pon Farr.”
Nyota eyesbrows burrowed. “Pon Farr? What is Pon Farr?”
Suddenly the earth shook around them and Spock grabbed hold of her. It was the ion storm.
“We should have left earlier. I have been absent in my duties.” Spock replied as both rapidly raced toward the cavern entrance. He held her arm firmly, the first firm touch he had ever given her, and tried to run as fast as he could. The cavern shook again.
“Spock, watch out!”
He felt her suddenly push him out of the way and down. Rocks tumbled from the roof and sides of the cavern. Spock twisted around and covered her body with his own. The rumbling and shaking stopped. Spock held her to his chest as he sat up. He turned his head to see that rocks were covering their exit.
They were trapped.