Adult-FanFiction.org : Movies

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.

Chapter List
- 24
- 25
- 26
After off handily informing her brother about her unknown engagement, Elizabeth had left the medical bay, leaving a gaping Bones and Jim to think about what she had just told them. Even though, personally she was less than impressed by her alleged engagement to Spock, the fact that she could rub her brother's face in it was satisfying. Leonard didn't have to know that she had no clue about it until just before she had come to the medical bay.
Walking down the corridor, at a slow place, to keep off the nauseating feeling she has had earlier, Elizabeth realised that she now had the pleasure of having a very in-depth conversation with Spock. She had told Leo that they were keeping the baby, but she didn't know what Spock thought about that. If he didn't want to be there, she would be fine with that, heartbroken yes; but no man was worth more to her than one of her children. There was still a significant part of her that couldn't believe she was really pregnant, and had been for a while apparently. It made her stomach flutter in a strange way. Unconsciously, Elizabeth wrapped her arms around her abdomen as she stood in the turbo lift to her deck, she hadn't even considered that she could be pregnant; it wasn't uncommon for her periods to be irregular. Missing a month or two had never being a concern, so she had been completely unaware of the little life inside her.
She had a feeling that Spock would stick around to help with the baby. Hell, this morning he had agreed to become a father to her four year old, Spock was willing to commit that was evident, but then again was Spock only allowing Caleb to call him daddy without having any intention of being one? Sure he's stayed with them for the whole day in the holodeck, he nearly laughed a couple of times as well, but would he father Caleb properly? Through the good times and the bad? Elizabeth didn't know what to think anymore.
She reached the door to her quarters, and taking a deep breath she walked through the door. The sight she was met with made all fears of Spock not wanting to be a real father melt away. There on her couch, sat Spock he was reading a PADD with Caleb asleep and resting his head on Spock's lap. Spock kept his spare hand resting on the little boy's back as a source of comfort, and to stop him from fidgeting in his sleep.
Spock was oblivious to her appearance; he was so absorbed in what he was reading. He was reading up on interspecies pregnancies and births. For him finding out that he was going to be a father had surprised him, but that was a rather redundant statement, of course it had been a surprise. One hardly anticipates things like this happening. What hadn't surprised him was Doctor McCoy's reaction to finding out about his and Elizabeth's relationship. Spock could not admit to fully anticipating the attempted fist fight, the only reason Spock avoided being hit was he reflexes were slightly sharper than human reflexes.
Spock was broken out of his revere when he felt a slight pressure in the back of his mind. Glancing up he realised the Elizabeth was there in the door way, a gentle smile gracing her face.

‘Elizabeth.’
‘Spock.’ She replied, her smile growing. ‘I see you managed to get him to sleep.’
Looking down at the boy curled up and resting on him, Spock realised that she was correct, Caleb was actually asleep. ‘I assure you Elizabeth; I was unaware that he had finally succumbed to sleep. He was resisting rest in an attempt to wait for your return.’
‘He always used to do that when he was younger. This is the first time he has slept without my being here when he was a little bit upset.’ She crossed the room and took a seat next to Spock, leaning on his shoulder slightly.
‘We have much to discuss my K'diwa.’ Spock commented as he turned his head to press the side of his face on the top of her head.
‘I know.’ Her thought was quiet; almost a whisper, but he still caught it.
‘Shall I place Caleb in his own bed so was can talk more openly?’ Spock asked her, he wasn't sure of the expected protocol when it came to young children. He was aware that he had never been present when his own mother and father had discussed delicate issues, and so he was working from the same principle.
‘That would be lovely, but don't worry. I'll take him.’ Elizabeth stated as she moved to get up.
‘No. Elizabeth, I shall take him. You do not need to place extra strain upon yourself.’
And before Elizabeth could argue, Spock had carefully lifted Caleb into his arms and proceeded to put the child in his own bed. With the additional aid of Elizabeth who told him to place Cujo in the bed with Caleb. Before leaving, Spock just looked at Caleb as he slept. He looked so peaceful when he slept; Spock wondered if the child growing inside Elizabeth would be anything like Caleb. Similarities would be highly likely, but how similar the two children were was to remain a mystery for now.
When Spock returned from Caleb's room, he realised that Elizabeth had relocated to hers. She had left the door open, signalling him to follow her. Upon entering the room that was quickly becoming very familiar to him, he noticed that Elizabeth was lying on her back on the bed. Her eyes were closed, but he knew that she was aware of his presence. Taking the initiative, Spock lay beside her on his side facing her smaller frame. She immediately turned her body to face him, and keeping her eyes closed, wrapped her arms around him in a gentle hug. One which he was quick to return.
They just lay there for a while, not speaking, not thinking, just feeling. Feeling the comfort that was radiating out of both of them, feeling the love they shared for each other.
"So…" Elizabeth started, keeping her voice low, not wanting to disturb the atmosphere they had cultivated. "What are we going to do?"
"I do not understand what you are referring to."
"About the baby, us, Caleb, your father, my ass-hat of a brother. The list is endless."
Spock felt his mouth twitch slightly at her final comment. "I shall speak to my father; explain the issue surrounding Caleb's existence." He still kept his voice low; this was the first time he had ever made a reference to Caleb's paternity.
"You know don't you." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Elizabeth had had a feeling that Spock had known from the get go. She didn't know how, or why she knew this, she just did.
"Yes."
"When did you figure it out?"
Spock paused, not knowing how to best explain how he knew. He decided the truth was the only logical answer, that and the fact she would know if he tried to twist the truth. "I could hear the conversation between your brother and yourself the first night you came aboard the Enterprise. I apologise, however, I could not prevent myself from hearing. Both you and Doctor McCoy were using raised voices; it would have been difficult for me not to hear the dialogue between you."
"You and your overly sensitive hearing." She teased. Spock was pleasantly surprised that she didn't appear to be annoyed with him. "Why didn't you tell me you knew?"
"It seemed logical that you would tell me of your own accord when you were ready to divulge such sensitive information to me. I am not going to defy logic in such a way."
Elizabeth paused for a moment, before she asked the question that had been plaguing her mind for well over an hour. "Why didn't you tell me we were technically engaged? It seems illogical to keep such pertinent information from me, does it not?"
"I did not tell you because I did not know. When I spoke to my father he did not mention the fact we appeared to have a permanent mind meld, signified that we had created a form of the Koon'ul. He simply stated that we were, in the colloquial vernacular, 'meant to be'. If I had known I would have informed you, please trust that." Spock told her, staring into her eyes throughout, he needed her to understand. He recognised her joking manner when asking about their accidental engagement, but she was deadly serious about the question itself.
"I do trust that Spock, I'm trusting you with my life and my children, our children. And just so you know, you're out of the dog house because of that explanation." Elizabeth let out a soft giggle as she pressed a gentle kiss to his neck. "I love you." She whispered.
Hearing Elizabeth say she loved him had an unexpected effect of Spock. It made his heart beat in an irregular pattern, he was unfamiliar with the effects this woman had upon his body. Regardless, he liked it. He gently rolled her over onto her back as he pressed a soft and gentle kiss on her lips. But within seconds the kiss turned more heated and urgent. The lust that had been created earlier that morning clearly hadn't worn off just yet.
Without him realising, Elizabeth managed to force Spock onto his back whilst kissing him enthusiastically. She sat astride his hips, keeping her body flush against his with his hands resting on her waist; she could feel him getting hard underneath her. Spock's hands started to pull her shirt up slowly so he could feel her skin, but Elizabeth got impatient and ripping her shirt off, flung it across the room.
Seeing the fiery look in her eyes only made Spock's own passion go into overdrive. Flipping them over, he removed his own shirt and went down on her bra clad chest. He kissed a trail across the swell of her breasts, as Elizabeth dug her short nails into his shoulders, he hissed in pain as she broke the skin before attacking her lips fiercely. Reaching down between them, Spock slipped his hand past the waistband of her loose fitting cargo pants and into her panties. Rubbing her slightly, he heard a small moan radiate from the back of her throat. That sound, the sound of him pleasuring her made him burn, he needed to hear it more.
Pressing two fingers into her, he continued to pleasure her until she was at the edge of ecstasy, using his thumb to rub against her clit. He could feel her pleasure in his own mind; he knew what to do to her in order to push her over the edge. Elizabeth was teetering on the edge when he pulled away from her completely. Almost screaming in rage, she looked frantically around the room, searching for him. Her eyes soon fell upon him though, stood at the end of her bed, fully erect and gazing down at her with lust filled eyes.
Spock reached down and pulled at the bottom of her pants and ripped them away from her body in one fell swoop, leaving her aching for him wearing nothing but a matching set of underwear. She made to take off her panties, but the feral growl from Spock stopped her. He wanted them left on. Starting at her knees, he kissed another trail upwards along her body, completely ignoring the area she wanted him most, until he reached her breasts once more. Unclasping it in the front, he descended upon one of her nipples with his mouth, whilst grinding into her pelvis with his. He could feel her wetness through the pitiful barrier her panties created.
Elizabeth was being tortured, but she was loving every moment of it. Right now she didn't have a care in the world, other than getting Spock to hurry up. Responding to her, Spock reached his hand down between them once more and pushed the crotch of her panties to the side before fully sheathing himself in her, causing Elizabeth to let of a gasp. They hadn't been able to be like this together for a while and she had almost forgotten what it felt like.
Grabbing his head between her hands, making sure to brush against the tips of his ears, she pulled his face up to be level with hers to claim his mouth with hers as she met him thrust for thrust. Once more she was hanging over the edge, desperate for her release, but this time Spock allowed her to fall, muffling the cry from her lips with his. Moments after, he released into her, groaning as he did so.
Elizabeth was exhausted, she would have been content to sleep pressed into Spock's side as she baited in the afterglow of their love making. But before she could get to settled, she felt herself being flipped onto her stomach with Spock entering her again from behind. If it hadn't been for the fact that her increased sensitivity made everything more intense, Elizabeth would have wondered how Spock had recovered so quickly; instead she was a quivering mass in his hands as he gripped onto her hips.

By the time Spock had finished with her, Elizabeth had reached orgasm five times compared to his two. They lay curled up next to each other gasping for breath. Elizabeth felt like a puddle in the middle of her bed, the world didn't feel real right now for her. Her skin was tingling all over, and she was bathed in sweat, but she didn't care.
‘K'diwa?’ Spock reached out with his mind
‘Yes?’

‘I Love you too.’
- 24
- 25
- 26
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Way to Man's Heart is Through his Stomach