Relishing - Spock/Polina
Title: Relishing
Fandom: Star Trek IX
Pairing: Spock/fem!Chekov (Polina)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.
Based off of this prompt on the first kink meme: prompt
Summary: Spock/Polina fluff...in bed.
Relishing
There was something indescribably luxurious about the touch of her skin against his. Normally one to avoid as much contact with other crewmembers as possible, Spock found it strangely not within his abilities to refrain from running his hands down her smooth, creamy back, following the natural curve of her spine and beyond. Polina groggily lifted her head off of her pillow and tossed Spock a confused stare.
“Spock, what are you doing? It is three in the morning.” She groaned, burying her head deeper into the soft cotton comforter as the more-often-than-naught confusing Vulcan that shared her bed traced the path he had just fingered down her back with his lips.
“I am relishing.” He replied simply. “Revering,” He let his lips travel up to the soft, curved shell of her ear. “Remembering.” He utterly lowly.
Polina turned over to look at him through sleepy, half-lidded eyes. She reached out her hands to him and cupped his head, bringing it down into the crook of her neck.
“Can you not do this later in the morning?” She whispered, eyes watering a little in the effort to keep them open against exhaustion.
“You should sleep,” He avoided, “You spent your last two shifts assisting Mister Scott. Your body as well as your mind are both tired.” He traced her lips with one pale fingertip, then replaced it with his lips against her own. Polina sighed softly and opened her mouth to his warmth, easily placated in her half-asleep state. Kissing Spock was like accepting an indecently warm embrace, and was truly one of the most enjoyable experiences Polina had encountered in all her twenty young years.
When they parted, Spock sat up straight, causing the thin sheet that had been draped over him to crumple elegantly around his form. Polina watched with eyes that glowed gently in dark as her older lover ran a possessive hand down her torso, coming to rest over her flat belly.
“What are you thinking?” She asked quietly. Spock did not shrug like a human might, but the hand over her stomach curled and slowly retraced its steps. Polina had to struggle to contain the light giggles that threatened to spill out because of the caress. Spock’s flat lips quirked just the slightest, completely irremarkable to someone who didn’t know to look, and leaned over to kiss her soft belly, right above the navel.
“I am thinking it is time you met my father.” Spock replied solemnly. Polina jerked, greatly alarmed, and sat up on her elbows.
“You what?” She gasped, cheeks turning a hot red color that was barely distinguishable in the dim night time lighting of his quarters.
Spock slid back down under the covers and pulled her full-bodily up to him, shuddering internally as all of the pale and remarkable skin he could ever want fit snuggly against his side. Spock nosed her hair lightly and bit the top of her ear.
Polina sputtered in the darkness.
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Fandom: Star Trek IX
Pairing: Spock/fem!Chekov (Polina)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.
Based off of this prompt on the first kink meme: prompt
Summary: Spock/Polina fluff...in bed.
Relishing
There was something indescribably luxurious about the touch of her skin against his. Normally one to avoid as much contact with other crewmembers as possible, Spock found it strangely not within his abilities to refrain from running his hands down her smooth, creamy back, following the natural curve of her spine and beyond. Polina groggily lifted her head off of her pillow and tossed Spock a confused stare.
“Spock, what are you doing? It is three in the morning.” She groaned, burying her head deeper into the soft cotton comforter as the more-often-than-naught confusing Vulcan that shared her bed traced the path he had just fingered down her back with his lips.
“I am relishing.” He replied simply. “Revering,” He let his lips travel up to the soft, curved shell of her ear. “Remembering.” He utterly lowly.
Polina turned over to look at him through sleepy, half-lidded eyes. She reached out her hands to him and cupped his head, bringing it down into the crook of her neck.
“Can you not do this later in the morning?” She whispered, eyes watering a little in the effort to keep them open against exhaustion.
“You should sleep,” He avoided, “You spent your last two shifts assisting Mister Scott. Your body as well as your mind are both tired.” He traced her lips with one pale fingertip, then replaced it with his lips against her own. Polina sighed softly and opened her mouth to his warmth, easily placated in her half-asleep state. Kissing Spock was like accepting an indecently warm embrace, and was truly one of the most enjoyable experiences Polina had encountered in all her twenty young years.
When they parted, Spock sat up straight, causing the thin sheet that had been draped over him to crumple elegantly around his form. Polina watched with eyes that glowed gently in dark as her older lover ran a possessive hand down her torso, coming to rest over her flat belly.
“What are you thinking?” She asked quietly. Spock did not shrug like a human might, but the hand over her stomach curled and slowly retraced its steps. Polina had to struggle to contain the light giggles that threatened to spill out because of the caress. Spock’s flat lips quirked just the slightest, completely irremarkable to someone who didn’t know to look, and leaned over to kiss her soft belly, right above the navel.
“I am thinking it is time you met my father.” Spock replied solemnly. Polina jerked, greatly alarmed, and sat up on her elbows.
“You what?” She gasped, cheeks turning a hot red color that was barely distinguishable in the dim night time lighting of his quarters.
Spock slid back down under the covers and pulled her full-bodily up to him, shuddering internally as all of the pale and remarkable skin he could ever want fit snuggly against his side. Spock nosed her hair lightly and bit the top of her ear.
Polina sputtered in the darkness.
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