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This week, I offer you the ten-sentence installment #10 in my serialized Star Trek: Enterprise flash fan fiction story, “Mission Accomplished”. We begin right where last week’s snippet, “In the Court of T’Pol” ended.
Context: Trip and T’Pol have been assigned a team-building exercise by the Captain, who remains unaware that they’ve already become a team in a very different – and very physical – way. When Trip told T’Pol her Mess Hall advances were dangerous, she invited him back to her quarters, but she’s close to pitching over the edge of her primal Vulcan desires, and now he needs to try to distract her until they can get there…
This snippet is rated R for suggestiveness; not suitable for all audiences. I’ve also played a little fast and loose with the punctuation.
“Not in the Slightest”
She answered with action, aiming herself down the corridor at full impulse. That said plain out that she wanted him, needed him. Made him damned proud as he tried to keep up with her luscious, soon-to-be-bare aft sections – but neither the view nor his pride did anything to help him get ‘down in front’. Nope, not in the slightest.
T’Pol got to the lift, and jabbed the button with paired fingers – a definite sign to anyone who knew how to read Vulcan body language. If the doors hadn’t opened right up for them, she might have decided to force them. As it was, she grabbed hold of his arm, Vulcan-tight, and damned near yanked him in after her.
Trip yelped in an utterly unmasculine way, damned glad she wasn’t impressed by machismo. He didn’t try to get his arm back – a human guy who resisted could get something broken very easily, when she was like this.
Before the doors even closed all the way, Trip was wearing his very own, very amorous Vulcan woman, and praying to all the gods and goddesses on both their worlds that no one else wanted the turbolift before he could get them out of it – if he could get them out of it before she’d had her way with him.
Will Trip be able to contain the lustful Vulcan in his life?
Will T’Pol get her way before they make it to her quarters?
Will they get caught?
Come on back next week to find out!
Need to read back? Here’s all of “Mission Accomplished” that’s been posted, thus far:
“Playing Along”: September 13, 2915
“Wasting Time”: September 20, 2015
“Vulcans Don’t Scowl”: September 27. 2015
Stow the Fantasies: October 4, 2015
“Losing Focus”: October 11, 2015
“Something Totally Unrelated”: October 18, 2015
This Damned Mystery: October 25, 2015
“It’s Dangerous”: November 1, 2015
“In the Court of T’Pol”: November 8, 2015
And, now, the obligatory disclaimer:
Trip, T’Pol, and Trek: None of these are mine. Can I help it if these two unlikely lovers keep insisting I tell their stories? =D
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