Cousin Charlie (Part 14)
Nyota lay back on the bed as Spock lazily traced her areola with his index finger. He was learning her body and he found it 'fascinating'. There were three small bumps on the edge of her areola and he liked the feel of them under his fingers as he traced them. There was much he wanted to learn about Nyota Uhura.
"Nyota...I have a request" his voice was deep and husky.
Her eyes were closed, but she opened them and turned to look at him. His dark eyes were watching her face even as his finger continued its trek around her areola.
"What is it, Spock?" she whispered.
"I wish for you to refrain from removing all of your body hair from your underarms." He buried his nose into her underarm again, lightly flicking the area with his tongue.
"What? Spock, I don't want to walk around with all that hair. Why don't you want me to shave?" She tried not to giggle. Spock licking her pits was something she still had to get used to.
Spock lifted his nose from her pit and rubbed it against the side of her breast.
"I did not say that I did not want you to shave. I merely stated that I wished for you to leave some of the hair...just a small amount. It intensifies your scent. Your uniform is not sleeveless...no one will know."
He slid down her body, parting her legs and inhaled deeply. "Your scent is intoxicating. I find it very arousing."
"I suppose you don't want me shaving down there either" she replied rolling her eyes.
"You do not remove all of your pubic hair. It is neatly trimmed and I find it satisfactory. No further adjustments in that area need to be made." He rubbed his nose over her mound.
"I can see now that I have a freak on my hands." she replied.
He stopped sniffing her and looked up.
"A freak is defined as a person or animal on exhibition as an example of a strange deviation from nature. Please elaborate as to how this applies to me." He then began sniffing and licking her again.
"Spock, a freak in bed is someone he has unusual fetishes. Something that is not normal...sexually." Nyota said trying to speak which was becoming increasingly difficult with his tongue teasing.
"Everything I am doing is normal for a Vulcan, Nyota. I wish to inspect every inch of your person. Are you displeased?" He stopped what he was doing and looked up at her.
"No. This is all just so...different."
He looked at her and quirked his eyebrow. "Good. I have explored sixty percent of your body. There is still much to learn...and to taste. My desire is to learn everything about you. I want to learn your responses...what you like and what you don't. You seem to especially enjoy oral stimulation. I am pleased. Your taste is pleasant and very arousing.
He then stopped his oral teasing and lay on the bed beside her. "Come sit on my face."
Nyota's mouth fell open.
"What?"
"Come sit on my face. I will then have direct contact with you labia and clitoris. You will then orgasm in approximately sixty eight seconds." he replied in the same voice he used when giving her instructions on the bridge.
Nyota almost burst out laughing. He really knew how to talk to a girl. However she did not hesitate to do as he requested.
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Kirk sat in his quarters reading the message that he had received from Starfleet.
Their contacts had located Justine Graham and she was in fact on Alpha Seti I. She was seen with a man believed to be a Klingon operative. That could only mean one thing. She was trying to sell whatever she had stolen from the Federation.
He sent a message to Spock, but after several minutes he did not get a reply. He then hailed his quarters, but he did not respond. He knew that he was not on the bridge or in Security because he had checked there when he first received the transmission. Kirk thought that Spock's absence was highly unusual. Spock's movements were always very precise and he rarely deviated from his regime. Perhaps he was with Charlie. However, rather than checking with Charlie or checking over the entire ship, he decided to cut to the chase.
"Computer, locate Mr. Spock" he said and quickly pressed the button.
He picked up the cup of coffee he was drinking and continued to read the message from Starfleet. He probably was in the library doing some research.
"Mr. Spock is on Deck five, location thirty five, section two."
Deck five? What in the world was he doing on deck five? Kirk thought for a moment, but then decided not to speculate. There had to be a logical explanation.
Kirk sipped his coffee. "What is name of that location, computer? Specificity please" he asked casually expecting it to be one of the conference rooms which were located throughout the ship.
"The quarters of Lieutenant Nyota Uhura. Specificity indicates that they are in the bedroom area of location thirty five."
Kirk began coughing, choking on his coffee. It took him almost a minute to recover.
"The bedroom" he gasped totally shocked.
"Affirmative"
Kirk cleared his throat. "Thank you computer. That is all."
Damn! Spock was doing Uhura? Lucky bastard! How did that little bit of information slip by him? He wondered how long their affair had been going on.
He quickly sent a message to Bones demanding that he report to his quarters immediately and continued to study the message from Starfleet.
It didn't take long for Bones to show up. He was clearly irritated and stormed over to the sofa where the captain was sitting.
"What the devil is this all about, Jim?" he snapped. "I was just about to turn in for the evening after a very long day! I hope you have a good reason for almost giving me a heart attack!"
Kirk held up his hand. "Sorry about that Bones, but this is important."
Bones lifted his eyebrow in surprise. "Alright, captain" he said folding his arms across his chest. "What is so urgent that you ordered me here on the double?"
Kirk looked up from the PADD. "Did you know about Spock and Lieutenant Uhura?"
Bones tried to hide a smile and stared at the ceiling. "What about them?"
Kirk looked at Bones who was clearly avoiding his eyes. He knew!
"Don't play innocent with me, doctor! Did you know they were having an affair?"
"What makes you think they are having an affair, Jim?" Bones countered, bouncing on the balls of his feet with his hands behind his back.
"I was looking for Spock and the computer located him in Uhura's bedroom!" Kirk snapped.
"That doesn't mean anything, Jim. There could be a perfectly logical explanation." Bones replied trying to keep a straight face. He didn't realize that they were actually sleeping together, but Bones wasn't surprised after what he witnessed at the concert. Spock looked like he wanted to rip her dress off. Of course, he wasn't going to share that bit of information with Jim.
Kirk looked at Bones who was obviously squirming. Damn! He knew Bones and Uhura were tight...but the two of them were best friends! Didn't that account for something? So now he wanted to play games did he? It irritated the captain to no end the he was standing there trying to look all innocent! Kirk fumed that Bones was holding out on him. He then pushed the button on the computer again. "Computer is Mr. Spock still at the same location that was previously given?"
"Affirmative."
"How long has he been in that location? Specifications, please." He looked at Bones waiting for his reaction, crossing his arms across his chest.
"Mr. Spock has been in that location exactly ninety four minutes."
He continued to stare at Bones who didn't bat an eye. "Are the parties in the bedroom in an upright position, computer?"
"Jim, that's an invasion of privacy!" Bones snapped.
"I have the authority and clearance from Starfleet to ask the computer anything I deem necessary, Bones."
"But Jim, is this really necessary?" Bones protested.
"Computer, answer the question!" Kirk continued, ignoring Bones' protest.
"Negative. For the past ninety three minutes he has been in a lateral position in close proximity of Lieutenant Uhura. For thirty seven point five minutes their bodies have been touching-"
"That's enough computer, thank you." Kirk replied interrupting it. He leaned back in the chair. "Well, Doctor McCoy?"
"I'm not their keeper, Jim. They are adults. They aren't breaking any regulations that I know of." Bones plopped down in a nearby chair.
"That's not the point." Kirk replied jumping up. "They are both my senior officers. It could affect missions that the two of them end up on together. There could be distractions."
Bones looked doubtful. "Spock distracted? You've got to be kidding, Jim."
"He is half human, Bones." He then began pacing back and forth. He stopped and looked at Bones.
"Look, I'm happy for the both of them. Really I am. Spock's our friend. I'm sure even Vulcans need to get laid other than every seven years. However, emotional attachment can cause distractions. Believe me, I know about that. I just wish one of them had told me."
Bones watched him pace back and forth some more. "Jim, I think you're getting worked up about nothing. You know Spock. He's the epitome of logic and Uhura is an excellent officer. Have a little faith."
The captain stopped pacing for a moment. "You may be right, Bones. However, we're about to go into orbit around Alpha Seti in a couple of hours. We have a serious mission to accomplish under the guise of shore leave. I can't afford any slip ups."
"Well talk to them" Bones said standing. "As for me, I'm gonna get some shuteye." He walked towards the door and then turned around. "Unless, of course there's something else, captain?"
Kirk picked up the PADD again studying its contents. "No," he murmured absently. "Dismissed, doctor."
Bones started to say something else, but thought better of it. He turned and walked out the door.
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Justine stretched on the bed totally satisfied.
She knew that KaMur would be leaving shortly. It was just as well. Hailey and the Enterprise would be arriving in the morning and she had to be ready.
She looked at KaMur who was sound asleep...or at least pretending. She was intrigued by his smooth facial features. Some Klingons had ridges on their foreheads and were not that appealing. KaMur had no ridges and she wondered what the difference was.
He opened his eyes and leered at her. "Ready for more?" he asked.
She smiled. He was truly insatiable, and she liked it. He quickly pulled her on top of him. "I will be leaving shortly. I will return to you in one week."
He pulled her face down to his and quickly captured her lips. Justine pulled back and looked at him.
"I've got a surprise for you, buster" she teased.
KaMur laughed. "Oh really? What could that be? I have tasted all of your surprises.
Justine laughed. She had planned on picking one last fight with him. She quickly bent down and kissed his cheek and then quickly grabbed the flesh between his teeth, biting down.
KaMur did not protest, instead his eyes widened in shock and surprise. "Do it harder" he whispered. "Break the skin."
Justine was surprised at his response and took it as a dare and bit him hard until she tasted blood. He then pulled back from her.
"I accept" he said grinning.
Justine looked confused. "Accept what?"
"You have just offered yourself to me as your mate. It is a binding Klingon ritual. The female bites the face of the male and draws blood. It is binding until death. I am now your mate...for life." He sat up on the bed grinning.
"You've got to be kidding?" Justine protested. "I was only playing! This is a joke, right?"
KaMur looked at her, his face grim. "Klingons do not joke about such matters. You bit me. You've tasted my blood. You are mine and I am yours...for life. That cannot be changed."
Justine got up off of the bed. "Really KaMur. I'm not a Klingon. You can't expect-"
He jumped up and pushed her against the wall. "Justine, you have offered yourself to me and I have accepted what you've offered. You have left your mark. Everyone I come in contact with will see it. I have accepted. You cannot back out under any circumstances."
Justine shook her head trying not to panic. She couldn't be this man's mate!
"KaMur...let's be serious. You don't love me! I don't love you! The sex is good, but marriage? I don't think so."
He held her by the shoulders against the wall. "You are mine, Justine. I had planned on making you mine for quite some time now. I have been courting you as humans do because I want you. I wanted to win you for my mate, but now you have made the next move and I am pleased that I no longer have to chase after you. I put up with you fucking other men because I had no right to protest...until now! I have accepted your offer. That is all. It is a legally binding contract."
Justine ran behind him as he walked across the room.
"We've been fucking not courting, KaMur!" she protested weakly wondering how she let herself get in this predicament. She didn't understand Klingon culture!
"For Klingons, it is the same thing! I will kill anyone who tries to take you from me now. I had no right to say this before, but now you have given me the right. I have accepted your offer. You are mine."
She searched his face and knew that he was serious. "But you don't have any assets. You can't take care of me." She needed him to realize that this whole thing was ridiculous.
"I have substantial assets" he replied correcting her.
"Oh really?" she snapped in disbelief "Why didn't you say so before? You're always mooching off of me!"
"You were not my wife before" KaMur replied.
She stared at him totally dumbfounded.
"I will be leaving, but I will return in one week. My time away from you will give you time to think about what I have said. I suggest that while I am away that you do some reading on Klingon traditions."
Justine watched as he quickly got dressed. She couldn't believe that they were married just because she bit his face!
"KaMur...can you leave me some money? I only have a couple thousand credits left and you used up half of that on the brandy." She wanted to see if he really had assets.
He walked back over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders. "Do not toy with me Justine. I know for a fact that you still have five thousand credits at your disposal." He smiled at her shocked expression. "However since you are my wife, I will leave you ten thousand credits until I return. Spend it wisely."
He released her and walked towards the door. He then paused and turned back to her. "You should know that I have several operatives in the area who will keep an eye on you. I will be very displeased if you spend unnecessary time with other men. Now that I am your husband, that will not be allowed. Do you understand me, Justine?"
He gave her a menacing look. "I will kill any man that dares to try to sample what is mines."
Justine felt weak and sat on the bed. How did she get into this mess?
"Don't we even get a ceremony or something?" she asked timidly. "This just doesn't seem real to me."
He stared at her a moment. "You will get your ceremony. We will discuss it when I return"
He walked out the door and Justine debated whether she would just run for the hills. However Hailey was on the way and three million credits were at stake.
She could handle KaMur. Marriage indeed! The man was crazier than a loon if he thought that she would stay married to him. It probably wasn't even legal under Federation law!
She stood up and stretched. She wasn't too worried about KaMur. She could handle him. How was she supposed to know that biting his face was a binding contract? She shrugged it off. Whatever! Let him think what he wanted. She had to concentrate on that inheritance and how to get her hands on it.
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