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The Way to Man's Heart is Through his Stomach	By : Clarissa_Eden Category: S through Z > Star Trek (2009) > Star Trek (2009) Views: 3301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek, or any of the characters belonging to the franchise. I do not make money from writing this, it's just for fun.

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At the sight of that smile on Spock's face, Elizabeth felt her heart flutter in her chest. She smiled back at him, completely delighted that she was able to see a different side of him. He looked so innocent when he smiled, but at the same time there was an alluring element to the way he was staring at her.
She was starting to know what he was like, she saw the different sides to him that he would never let anyone even glimpse at, but it was a pleasure to see him smile properly for once. Before she realised what she was doing she had already reached her hand up to rest against his cheek, her hand was covered, but the affectionate gesture was present all the same.
Feeling her hand on his face, Spock felt himself leaning into it as he closed his eyes. He was desperate to feel more of the warmth that seemed to leach out of her skin. Her thumb brushed over his high cheek bones like it had on the back of his hand. They stayed silent, just simply enjoying being close to one and other.
Slowly opening his eyes, Spock met Elizabeth's gaze. It was soft, caring; he would even go as far as to call it a loving gaze. He used to see his mother look at his father like that when he was a child. Growing up Spock would never have thought that someone would look at him in such a way.
"You know, you're really handsome when you smile." Elizabeth whispered to him, breaking the silence they had been keeping. "You should do it more often."
"I don't have reasons to make me smile." He informed her, whispering back. "You give me a reason."
Without making a conscious decision, Spock reached up to her hand and gently removed it from his face. Grasping the edge of her sleeve that hung over the ends of her fingers, he pushed it up her arm, revealing her hand to him. Cautiously, he pressed his open palm to hers, initiating touch telepathy between them.
She gasped suddenly at the touch.
Instantly he was bombarded by her feelings. He felt the love she had been harbouring for him, the passion that was growing between them, the slight fear of their developing relationship and hope. She hoped that what she was feeling for him wasn't just a crush, that her feelings were true.
Unable to control himself he closed the gap between them. Pressing his demanding lips to hers. Spock felt elated; the echo of her own sensations passing to him through their crude telepathic link was enough to make him loose further control. Quickly rising to his feet, Spock pulled her up with him keeping the kiss intact. He then sharply pulled her towards him, crushing her to his chest, as his free arm wrapped around her waist securing her against his body. He wanted to draw her as close to him as he possibly could, but the binds of physics would never allow him to bring her close enough.
He shifted slightly and pulled at her bottom lip with his teeth. She groaned into the kiss as he continued to deepen it. With their chests pressed so closely together, Spock could feel the erratic pattern of Elizabeth's heart beat pounding against her rib cavity. He took a strange sense of pride in knowing that he was the reason for her body responding like that. He almost grinned into the kiss when he felt her arms snake around his neck to pull him down closer to her level, the difference in their height had never been as significant as it was now, and Spock found that he rather liked standing so high over her.
They reluctantly broke off their kiss, heaving for breath as a result. Still revelling in the emotions he was receiving from her, Spock started to think rationally. He knew what they were doing was dangerous. Not in the typical sense, they weren't in any actual danger, but they didn't need the whole ship to know about it either. Anyone could walk in to the Officer's mess at any moment, and whilst that element was appealing in some ways, the overall result of other's finding out was not.
He removed the towel that was passed through her belt loop, his fingers gently brushing her side in the process; he felt her shudder slightly as she took in a sharp breath. Continuing to allow his hands to ghost over her body, Spock pressed his forehead to hers, as tipped her head up to him to look into her eyes. Elizabeth's eyes had never seemed so green as they did at that moment.
"I believe it would be highly beneficial to retire to another location." He told her, resorting to whispering his words once more.
Knowing what he meant, Elizabeth nodded her consent, "Yes I believe it would be highly illogical to remain in such a public location."
Elizabeth then attempted to compose herself. There was no way in hell that she would be willing to step out into the hall way in the state she was in. She could feel that her skin was flushed and that she was trembling slightly.
Whilst Spock watched her, he found it amazing that even now, in the state he had put her in; she still managed to tease him. Even though she frequently teased him when they were alone together, he seldom ever responded. But this time he knew he would make her pay for her clever words.

Before long Spock was backing Elizabeth up against the wall of her quarters in a heated kiss, one which she was fully willing to return. They were in a battle for dominance, he wanted her to open her mouth to him and she wanted to tease him. Neither was in the mind set to lose. In an attempt to gain the upper hand Spock lifted her and pinned her against the wall with his hips, so he could continue to use his hands for other things, like forcing her legs to wrap around his waist.
Elizabeth was shocked at Spock's bold movement, she gasped slightly, which was all Spock needed to gain access to her mouth. His tongue deftly explored her mouth before caressing her own in a sensual dance, as she moaned into the kiss and ran her hands through his hair. She was like putty in his hands. Spock then pulled away from their kiss, much to Elizabeth's initial disappointment, before leaving a trail of kisses down her neck where he then nibbled at her collar bone.
Continuing to run her fingers repeatedly through his hair, Elizabeth accidentally brushed against one of his ears. Spock froze for a millisecond, but it was long enough for Elizabeth to notice. As he continued his assault on her neck, Elizabeth slowly and delicately ran the tip of her finger up the curve of his ear. She felt him shudder against her, and she grinned, she knew she could have a lot of fun with this. So she continued to play with his ear, before leaning over to take the tip of it in her mouth.
Elizabeth's last movement made something in Spock snap, running his hands up underneath her thighs; he took a hold of her backside to support her weight and moved them towards her bedroom. Without breaking the kiss, he managed to deftly cross the room. Setting her down on her own two feet, Spock reached for the button on her jeans, unfastening it he watched mesmerised as the blue denim pooled around her ankles, revealing her slender legs to him. As he seemed transfixed on her legs, Elizabeth quickly rid herself of her flour covered shirt, and was pulling him down to her in a heated kiss within seconds.
Still mid lip-lock, Elizabeth reached for Spock's belt. She could feel just how aroused he was, as he pressed against her hip. Whilst she was playing with the buckle on his belt, Spock broke their kiss to remove his shirts, before moving his hands down to help her with his belt. Once he was freed from the confines of his uniform pants, he pulled her towards his body, and backed them towards the bed collapsing down upon it.
Elizabeth reached between them and grasped him with a firm hand. Groaning in pleasure, Spock reached around her back to rid her of the bra that was preventing him from getting to her breasts. Unable to undo the clasp he settled for tearing the fabric between the cups, and taking one of her breasts in his mouth, flicking his tongue over her nipple until it stiffened.
He liked how Elizabeth writhed and moaned underneath him, he could tell she was highly aroused and immensely was enjoying the control he had over her. Pulling away from her breast, Spock gazed down at her, lust visible in his eyes. He reached his hand to gently palm her left breast, his other travelled down to rest on her hip bone, his thumb ghosting over the skin there in a gentle caress.
"Tell me what you want Elizabeth." He accompanied the question by pressing his pelvis harder into hers.
"You." Was her only gasped response.
"Are you sure?" He asked as his hand moved to play with the small bow on the front of her panties, a small smirk played on his lips.
She groaned in frustration as she tried to lift her hips up to his, anything to try and gain some friction, but his hand on her hip prevented her for getting close. "Yes, you jackass! Now do something, please." She was panting, desperate for breath and desperate for him.
He liked to see her like this, wanting him, begging for him. Once more he claimed her lips in a passionate kiss as he rid both of them of their underwear. Brushing his hand against her nether regions he checked to see if she was ready for him, he already knew she was, he could smell her arousal, but he wanted to make sure. Convinced that she was ready for him, he aligned their pelvises, and gently pressed forwards into her. At the same time he placed his left hand to her face to initiate a mind meld, instantly the telepathic link between them strengthened tenfold. Elizabeth cried out at the additional pleasure she was now feeling. As Spock slowly pulled out and pressed back in again.
As Spock built up his pace, he reached for one of her legs and lifted it to wrap around his waist so he could penetrate her deeper. The gasps coming from her mouth were enough to spur him on further, as she clawed at his back. She was close to reaching her climax; he could feel it through the meld. To help her along, he reached down between them to rub her. He could soon feel her start to tighten around him before she was pushed over the edge, crying out in ecstasy. Not prepared for the feelings coming from her, and the tightness that now surrounded him, Spock felt himself climax within moments of Elizabeth. They rode out their orgasms together, panting and holding on to each other, before, exhausted, Spock collapsed on top of her.
They lay there for some time, Spock resting his head on her chest, whist they were still attached at the hips, simply basking in the afterglow. Shifting slightly, Spock moved to look up at Elizabeth's face, without removing his head from her chest. She was smiling down at him, looking completely sated; she reached her hand up to play with the hair by his ear. Shuddering in response, he grabbed her hand to stop the torture on his ears, causing Elizabeth to giggle.
"Do you have any idea how sensitive my ears are?" He mumbled his question, not really having the ability to speak properly.
"I do now." She was giggling again.
He wanted to make her stop. As much as he liked to hear her laugh, now was not an appropriate time for it. Shifting up onto his elbow, he disconnected them from where they were still joined, and swallowed her gasp as he claimed her lips in a soft gentle kiss.
"It is late, it would be logical to retire for the night and sleep." He murmured his face only centimetres from hers.
"Stay with me?" She asked in a small voice, it was like she was terrified that he would leave her alone. Which he had no intention of doing.

Instead of answering, he pulled the covers of her bed up over them and shifted her body so it was spooned up against his chest. Elizabeth relaxed into his warmth and was soon asleep, with Spock following her soon after.
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