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I forgot to post again last week. My Accomplice had atypical days off two weeks in a row, and I kind of lost track of time! Sorry I missed everyone. I’m back this week, and eager to share – maybe not quite as eager as a certain pointy-eared woman I know, but still eager…so let’s get right to it!
Context: Trip and T’Pol have been assigned a team-building exercise by the Captain, who remains unaware (at least for now) that they’ve already become a team in a very different – and very physical – way. Or that desire makes T’Pol lose her Vulcan control. They’ve made it to the turbolift, but now she’s all over Trip, and she’s a lot stronger than he is. He’s not at all sure he can put her off long enough to get to her quarters, or even get her to stop if someone else happens to need the lift…
This scene is rated R for suggestiveness and adult situations. Proceed only if you enjoy that sort of thing!
“We’ll Be Busted”
Trip let her do all the kissing she wanted, and followed her trembling fingers in the ouz’hestas that set their bond afire in his mind, so that there was no doubt at all how close this was gonna be. Still, somehow, they made it to her quarters without seeing anyone – lucky as hell, because she never let go, not even in the corridors.
When her door finally slipped closed behind them, T’Pol shoved him at the bed and fell on him. Her mineral-scent was almost overwhelming, and her nails raked trails into his skin as she literally tore his clothes off. Vulcan women didn’t exactly handle foreplay the same way humans did –
“Want to write that report now, pepperpot?” Trip dug the padd out from under the pile of shredded fabric that was all she’d left of their clothes.
“No,” she said in a low, sleepy purr, without even opening her eyes.
“Oh, hell – if we don’t, and fast, the Cap’n’s gonna send out the search parties, and we’ll be busted. It’s already been six hours and fifty-two minutes.”
Will T’Pol agree to help with the report?
Does Trip have anything else to wear?
Are the search parties already on their way?
Will TnT be busted?
Come on back next week to find out!
Previous“Mission Accomplished” snippets:
“Playing Along”: September 13, 2915
“Wasting Time”: September 20, 2015
“Vulcans Don’t Scowl”: September 27. 2015
Stow the Fantasies: October 4, 2015
This Damned Mystery: October 25, 2015
“It’s Dangerous”: November 1, 2015
“In the Court of T’Pol”: November 8, 2015
Not in the Slightest: November 22.2015
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
Because December is the season of giving, I have something special to share with you this month – The IDIC Romance Advent Calendar!
Each day, a new tab will open, and a new flash fan fiction story will be revealed!
Even better, if you comment on a story, I’ll add another paragraph. No, I don’t have the paragraphs prepared; they’ll be purely stream of consciousness fun! So climb up on the transporter pad and beam on over!