Fic: TEA (rated R kids)
Title: Tea
Author: witblogi
Pairings: Spock/Uhura
Rating: R~NC-17?
Warnings: ORAL SEX
Summary: Nyota performs an experiment
Notes: IDK I FELT LIKE WRITING PWP.
Tea
When Spock returned to his quarters he had not been expecting Nyota to be waiting for him. But, it was not an unpleasant surprise to find her greeting him with a steaming mug of his favorite tea and a large smile. He suspected she had an ulterior motive for her presence and actions, but he was unworried. Any activities initiated by Nyota usually resulted in being mutually enjoyable for both of them.
“Is your tea warm enough? I didn’t know how hot would be hot,” she asked, absently keying in the lock to his door behind him as he moved to his favourite chair. Her hair was down, loose and wavy about her face, she had apparently showered since her shift ended.
“It is acceptably prepared.” He set the mug down on the table beside his chair and looked up at her where she was smiling down at him, her weight set firmly, arms crossed, one hand holding her own mug.
“ Are you comfortable?” she asked before taking another sip of her drink. He set his hands on his knees.
“ Yes. Is there something you required, Nyota?” While her surprises were enjoyable, he had never been one for waiting nor ‘playing along’. She smiled again, her white teeth gleaming as she leaned into him to set her mug beside his on the table.
“ Only you.” Her breath was warm against his cheek, and when she pressed her lips to his they were also heated. It was the tea, he decided, chasing the sweetness she had added to her portion on her tongue. It was an unusual liquid heat that rolled around in her mouth, usually so cool and slick, now hotter than his own but ever so slowly cooling. Her tongue, he decided also had an unusual texture to it that day, roughened along the widest part.
“Sorry,” she breathed against his face when she pulled back, “I burnt my tongue earlier testing how hot I could take the tea.” She slipped a knee between his two to half kneel and half stand before him. His hands skimmed her arms, as he looked questioningly into her smiling eyes.
“I wanted to try something. An experiment, you like those.” He did like experiments. He especially liked Nyota’s experiments; they were far more personally satisfying than any he had yet conducted in his lab.
Her fingers had found their way into his hair. Her fondness for his hair out of order, the way it felt sliding between her digits, was illogical, but he understood her fascination. He touched one tendril of her long dark hair as it splayed over her shoulders. She laughed low in the back of her throat and reached over to get more tea. She held it in her mouth for a length of time before swallowing and kissing him again, her mouth seductively heated. It had been a very long time since he had kissed a warm mouth, he decided as he arched into it with renewed interest.
But just as quickly she was pulling away again, taking another sip and then her mouth was back, trailing warmly over his jaw and down his neck. She pressed her other knee along side her first, pushing his thighs open widely as her hands trailed down his chest and abdomen. She only pulled away again as she cupped his groin, pressing her forehead to his she smirked when he rolled his hips up at her.
“ Nyota,” he sighed, his hands moving to hold her hips, pressing down in an effort to drag her onto him. She chuckled, resisting his urging and instead giving his lips another fleeting peck. She wriggled away from him then, off of the chair and sunk to the floor, taking her mug down with her.
“ I figured,” she said looking up at him through her lashes as she pulled at the fastenings of his trousers, “ That you might like this more if I wasn’t so cold.” She finally got the snaps undone and was tugging the sturdy fabric down his body, underwear and all. He aided her by lifting his hips, ending up slouched in his chair looking down at her framed between his thighs.
He swallowed. The mere sight of her poised, lips moist, eyes heavily lidded made his heartbeat accelerate and ever more heat pool in his belly. Usually he would not endure such a slouch for any length of time, but for some reason right then it was the most comfortable he’d ever been.
She smirked again pushing his blue tunic hem up and out of the way leaving him entirely exposed from navel to knee. Turning back to her tea the next sip she took seemed like an eternity. He didn’t squirm although he desperately wanted to; he just watched her, anticipation mounting with every moment. Despite being uncovered to the chill of the room he felt flushed, and surely an olive tone was working its way up his neck. His respiration started showing signs of being laboured as he finally watched her swallow.
He swallowed in anticipatory mimicry, mentally categorizing all the signs of arousal in his being instead of how warm her hands were as they trailed up his tensed thighs. The mug she held, he mused, was something of an anomaly, neither emptying nor growing cold, it only seemed to make her body temperature hotter and hotter.
He exhaled and she leaned in, tendrils of her long hair sweeping along his skin. Nuzzling at the hair of his pubis she exhaled warm breath over his sensitive skin causing him to shudder again. He shifted his hips, begging for tactile manipulation of any kind, while his hands gripped the arms of his chair with enough force to make the metal creak.
The first kiss landed as her hand drifted to rest on his pumping heart. She liked to do this, to feel the beat of his heart when they were engaged sexually, as if she could not see the high flush to his cheeks or the way his breath puffed humiliatingly over his lips, she wanted to feel her effect on him.
The hot roughened flat of her tongue made him jump, his eyes sliding shut and his head tipping back into the chair. The molten heat of her mouth was unlike anything he’d ever felt before, he did not know how to categorize it, nor form much of any thought at all.
He clenched his jaw to keep from groaning with pleasure as she began to suck, his body already shuddering under the strain to keep still. She chuckled when she pulled back for another sip and this time when she leaned back in she pulled his hands with her, directing one to rest on her cheek, her shoulder, her head, wherever he wished to place it and the other she merely held, entwining their fingers lewdly.
He did buck up into her mouth this time as the suction returned and her fingers squeezed his in tandem. She hummed appreciatively and his hips gave another jerk, his mouth opening to allow him the ability to pant in staccato bursts.
The softness and overall texture of her hair under shaking hand was such a cool contrast to her scorching ministrations he opened his eyes to be sure what met the eye was truly what was happening. That however appeared to have been a very bad idea as she met his gaze directly, eyes filled with warmth and affection and love, fingers pressing his tightly- her tongue tracing delicately up the way it was-
“Ny-ah-” His other hand scrabbled for purchase on her shoulder as the roaring wave of orgasm crashed over him. Eyes tightly closed, and muscles tensed a long minute passed of his panting and her making soothing noises. He was unable to think, to move, or do much of anything but float bonelessly in the aftermath, slouched, disheveled and gulping for breath.
Nyota slowly came around, giving his navel an affectionate and ironically innocent kiss on her way up, crawling into his arms, her bare thighs soft against his nudity. He breathed hard through his nose and closed his eyes as she began the simple process of straightening out his hair with combing fingers.
“Well,” she said quietly into his ear, nuzzling the tip with her nose, “ I’d say that experiment was a complete success.” She placed a kiss behind his ear and he opened his eyes slowly. Turning slightly he regarded her for a moment, taking in her mischievously pleased smile.
“Yes.” He braced his feet and slid back into a proper sitting position, shifting Nyota down into his lap properly, “But to be regarded as valid data we will have to repeat the procedure several more times.”
fin.
Author: witblogi
Pairings: Spock/Uhura
Rating: R~NC-17?
Warnings: ORAL SEX
Summary: Nyota performs an experiment
Notes: IDK I FELT LIKE WRITING PWP.
Tea
When Spock returned to his quarters he had not been expecting Nyota to be waiting for him. But, it was not an unpleasant surprise to find her greeting him with a steaming mug of his favorite tea and a large smile. He suspected she had an ulterior motive for her presence and actions, but he was unworried. Any activities initiated by Nyota usually resulted in being mutually enjoyable for both of them.
“Is your tea warm enough? I didn’t know how hot would be hot,” she asked, absently keying in the lock to his door behind him as he moved to his favourite chair. Her hair was down, loose and wavy about her face, she had apparently showered since her shift ended.
“It is acceptably prepared.” He set the mug down on the table beside his chair and looked up at her where she was smiling down at him, her weight set firmly, arms crossed, one hand holding her own mug.
“ Are you comfortable?” she asked before taking another sip of her drink. He set his hands on his knees.
“ Yes. Is there something you required, Nyota?” While her surprises were enjoyable, he had never been one for waiting nor ‘playing along’. She smiled again, her white teeth gleaming as she leaned into him to set her mug beside his on the table.
“ Only you.” Her breath was warm against his cheek, and when she pressed her lips to his they were also heated. It was the tea, he decided, chasing the sweetness she had added to her portion on her tongue. It was an unusual liquid heat that rolled around in her mouth, usually so cool and slick, now hotter than his own but ever so slowly cooling. Her tongue, he decided also had an unusual texture to it that day, roughened along the widest part.
“Sorry,” she breathed against his face when she pulled back, “I burnt my tongue earlier testing how hot I could take the tea.” She slipped a knee between his two to half kneel and half stand before him. His hands skimmed her arms, as he looked questioningly into her smiling eyes.
“I wanted to try something. An experiment, you like those.” He did like experiments. He especially liked Nyota’s experiments; they were far more personally satisfying than any he had yet conducted in his lab.
Her fingers had found their way into his hair. Her fondness for his hair out of order, the way it felt sliding between her digits, was illogical, but he understood her fascination. He touched one tendril of her long dark hair as it splayed over her shoulders. She laughed low in the back of her throat and reached over to get more tea. She held it in her mouth for a length of time before swallowing and kissing him again, her mouth seductively heated. It had been a very long time since he had kissed a warm mouth, he decided as he arched into it with renewed interest.
But just as quickly she was pulling away again, taking another sip and then her mouth was back, trailing warmly over his jaw and down his neck. She pressed her other knee along side her first, pushing his thighs open widely as her hands trailed down his chest and abdomen. She only pulled away again as she cupped his groin, pressing her forehead to his she smirked when he rolled his hips up at her.
“ Nyota,” he sighed, his hands moving to hold her hips, pressing down in an effort to drag her onto him. She chuckled, resisting his urging and instead giving his lips another fleeting peck. She wriggled away from him then, off of the chair and sunk to the floor, taking her mug down with her.
“ I figured,” she said looking up at him through her lashes as she pulled at the fastenings of his trousers, “ That you might like this more if I wasn’t so cold.” She finally got the snaps undone and was tugging the sturdy fabric down his body, underwear and all. He aided her by lifting his hips, ending up slouched in his chair looking down at her framed between his thighs.
He swallowed. The mere sight of her poised, lips moist, eyes heavily lidded made his heartbeat accelerate and ever more heat pool in his belly. Usually he would not endure such a slouch for any length of time, but for some reason right then it was the most comfortable he’d ever been.
She smirked again pushing his blue tunic hem up and out of the way leaving him entirely exposed from navel to knee. Turning back to her tea the next sip she took seemed like an eternity. He didn’t squirm although he desperately wanted to; he just watched her, anticipation mounting with every moment. Despite being uncovered to the chill of the room he felt flushed, and surely an olive tone was working its way up his neck. His respiration started showing signs of being laboured as he finally watched her swallow.
He swallowed in anticipatory mimicry, mentally categorizing all the signs of arousal in his being instead of how warm her hands were as they trailed up his tensed thighs. The mug she held, he mused, was something of an anomaly, neither emptying nor growing cold, it only seemed to make her body temperature hotter and hotter.
He exhaled and she leaned in, tendrils of her long hair sweeping along his skin. Nuzzling at the hair of his pubis she exhaled warm breath over his sensitive skin causing him to shudder again. He shifted his hips, begging for tactile manipulation of any kind, while his hands gripped the arms of his chair with enough force to make the metal creak.
The first kiss landed as her hand drifted to rest on his pumping heart. She liked to do this, to feel the beat of his heart when they were engaged sexually, as if she could not see the high flush to his cheeks or the way his breath puffed humiliatingly over his lips, she wanted to feel her effect on him.
The hot roughened flat of her tongue made him jump, his eyes sliding shut and his head tipping back into the chair. The molten heat of her mouth was unlike anything he’d ever felt before, he did not know how to categorize it, nor form much of any thought at all.
He clenched his jaw to keep from groaning with pleasure as she began to suck, his body already shuddering under the strain to keep still. She chuckled when she pulled back for another sip and this time when she leaned back in she pulled his hands with her, directing one to rest on her cheek, her shoulder, her head, wherever he wished to place it and the other she merely held, entwining their fingers lewdly.
He did buck up into her mouth this time as the suction returned and her fingers squeezed his in tandem. She hummed appreciatively and his hips gave another jerk, his mouth opening to allow him the ability to pant in staccato bursts.
The softness and overall texture of her hair under shaking hand was such a cool contrast to her scorching ministrations he opened his eyes to be sure what met the eye was truly what was happening. That however appeared to have been a very bad idea as she met his gaze directly, eyes filled with warmth and affection and love, fingers pressing his tightly- her tongue tracing delicately up the way it was-
“Ny-ah-” His other hand scrabbled for purchase on her shoulder as the roaring wave of orgasm crashed over him. Eyes tightly closed, and muscles tensed a long minute passed of his panting and her making soothing noises. He was unable to think, to move, or do much of anything but float bonelessly in the aftermath, slouched, disheveled and gulping for breath.
Nyota slowly came around, giving his navel an affectionate and ironically innocent kiss on her way up, crawling into his arms, her bare thighs soft against his nudity. He breathed hard through his nose and closed his eyes as she began the simple process of straightening out his hair with combing fingers.
“Well,” she said quietly into his ear, nuzzling the tip with her nose, “ I’d say that experiment was a complete success.” She placed a kiss behind his ear and he opened his eyes slowly. Turning slightly he regarded her for a moment, taking in her mischievously pleased smile.
“Yes.” He braced his feet and slid back into a proper sitting position, shifting Nyota down into his lap properly, “But to be regarded as valid data we will have to repeat the procedure several more times.”
fin.