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A Trick of Eros	By : Dreamwind Category: S through Z > Star Trek (2009) > Star Trek (2009) Views: 9376 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 5

Day 3; 5:30 am, Kirk Farm
Amanda woke slowly, her eyes fluttering open. For long moments she just lay there, listening to the steady rhythm of Sarek�s breathing. The weight of his arm over her stomach, the heat of his body and the near silent whoosh of his exhaling breath brought a familiar feeling of security. Here in this old house filled with ghosts, his presence beside her was familiar, solid. Turning in his arms, she slowly loosened his grasp and crawled out of bed.
Sarek made a low growling noise and rolled into her spot on the bed, burying his face into her pillow, inhaling deeply.
Amanda chuckled and pulled on the terry cloth robe that had been placed in their room yesterday. It was old, the color fading from a pale blue to a dusty gray, but fit her perfectly and kept away the early morning chill.
With light steps she left the guest room and disappeared into the hallway bathroom. It took her only minutes to finish her morning ablutions. She would like a shower but she didn�t wish to disturb the boys if they were sleeping. Well, mostly she didn�t wish to disturb Jim. Spock, she knew, was usually up at this hour preparing for the day ahead.
Thinking it would be a nice surprise, Amanda headed into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She was pleased to find the tea pot sitting on the table, steam dancing up out of the spout and two recently used cups setting next to it.
�It looks like they�re both up.� Amanda smiled and picked up the cups, quickly washing them before setting them back on the table. She looked through the freshly stocked kitchen, pulling out ingredients for a nice breakfast. Jim had been so kind to them, making him breakfast would be the least she could do. If it was possible she would have asked Sarek if they might bring Jim back to Vulcan with them. But that wouldn�t be possible for a great many reasons, the least of which being that his Mother was still alive and the courts were not likely to take the child of George Kirk away from his widow.
She pushed the thought away and smiled sadly at her husbands mind touching hers, offering silent comfort. Even with the sad turn of events, she was glad that Jim would still have the kind people in Riverside to care for him. She was glad all things considered, that her husband had agreed to her request to take Spock on a tour of Earth while they were here. As much as she enjoyed living on Vulcan it was nice to be back on Earth around other humans. �The boys are out doing Jim�s chores. Go on up and shower while I get your breakfast ready.�
�A wise suggestion, my wife.�
�Of course it is.� Amanda smiled as she went about preparing the food. �Women are full of wise suggestions.�
Amanda chuckled at the silence that followed, picturing Sarek with an eyebrow cocked questionably. �Go on, it won�t take long to finish cooking and the boys will need it after you.�
�Very well.�
The house was surprisingly quiet in the morning. The only sounds were the hmmm of the heater and the sound of breakfast sizzling and cooking away. It was very calming in a way both the same and different than the sounds of morning in her kitchen back on Vulcan. This moment, like so many since they arrived, reminded her of her life before Sarek.
Amanda moved away from the stove to set the table. She quickly checked the tea, verifying it was still hot. A small plume of steam rose from the pot as she lifted the lid, filling her senses with the aroma of Jim�s Hucklberry tea. She would have to see about getting some of her own before they returned to Vulcan.
A shrill whistle pierced the quiet, calling Amanda back to the stove where the timer was showing her flapjacks, scrambled eggs and bacon where finished cooking. She quickly removed the first round of flapjacks, setting them as a stack on a nearby plate before adding more batter. After that she grabbed the spatula and began pouring the finished eggs onto another plate alongside the bacon. Amanda poured in the next batch of flapjacks before taking the eggs and bacon to the table, setting them closest to the seats Jim and herself had used the day before. Several minutes passed in this way until Amanda wondered if she had made too much food.
�Do you require assistance,� inquired Sarek as he entered the room.
�Assistance would be great.�
Amanda removed the latest batch of flapjacks and began pouring another. �Can you fill the glass pitcher with some milk and cut up some of the fruit in the fridge.�
Sarek nodded at his wife and set about helping her as requested. �If you plan to shower before the boys return I will attend to the food for you.�
�That�s alright, dear. I�ll be finished in a moment and the boys won�t be much longer. I�ll just wait until they�re done.�
* ~ * ~ * ~ *
Same Time, Outside in the Barn
Jim couldn�t help but chuckle as she watched Spock and Betsy have a stair off. Betsy continued to chew her food even as Spock stood rigid before her. The two had been watching each other for nearly two minutes, and Jim was fairly certain neither had blinked during that time. Apparently neither seemed comfortable with the idea of Spock milking her.
�Come on, it�s not that hard.� Jim�s smile turned mischievous. �All you do is wrap your hand around her nipple and gently squeeze it as your pull your hand toward the tip. Her milk will come shooting out into your waiting pail.�
�I am not agreeing to perform an act of such an intimate nature upon an animal.�
Jim found herself bent over laughing, tears gathering in her eyes. �Intimate nature�Fuck, Spock, you make that sound kinky. You�re not masturbating the cow! You�re just milking her.� The laughter was coming harder now, making her gasp for breath in between bouts of laughter. �Oh God�thought he was gonna�poor Betsy�masturbating the cow!�
�It is a valid assessment of the act which described.� Spock let his gaze shift to Jim, brown eyes turned nearly black, lips pressed in a thin line.
Jim took in a deep wheezing breath, trying to pull herself together. �Okay, okay. I�ll milk her. You can just sit and watch.�
Spock cocked an eyebrow at her as he moved away from the cow and her eerily lingering gaze. Jim shook her head and moved to sit by Betsy�s hip, placing the pail under her udder. Jim linked her fingers together to gently pop them before rubbing her palms rapidly together. Jim tried not to smile as Spock�s gaze locked on her hands.
�May I inquire as to why you are vigorously rubbing your extremities together,� his voice came out low and rumbling, much like it did just before they had sex.
�It heats up my hands so that they are not too cold on Betsy�s skin.�
Spock�s tongue flicked out to lick his lips even as his eyebrow arched into his bangs. �That is yet more data to prove that you are indeed masturbating the bovine.�
�No it just keeps me from being kicked by said bovine.� Jim looked up at Spock as she filled the pail. �If you touch her with cold hands. She�ll flatten you right quick. She�s very finicky about being touched. Just like a certain Vulcan I know.�
�You are comparing me to a domesticated food source?�
�Maybe.� Jim threw Spock a wink. �Maybe not. Although you both produce some tasty milk for me.�
The two continued to playfully bicker as they finished up the morning chores and released Betsy into the field. If Spock spent more time than normal gazing at and touching Jim, well, Jim wouldn�t say anything. She knew she couldn�t go with Spock when he left, even if she desperately wanted to. So these last few hours would be the most important. She couldn�t forget them.
They could see Spock�s Mother through the kitchen window as they made their way back to the house. She glanced up and saw them, a smile warming her face. Jim tried to ignore the way her chest seemed to clench like it was trapped in a vice at the smile and the reminder of all that she had been denied. Amanda gave them a jaunty wave as they got within ten feet of the steps, and eve though his heart hurt Jim found it impossible not to smile and wave back.
�You are so lucky that she�s your Mom,� Jim�s voice was full of such wishful longing that it made the primitive portion of Spock�s brain rage on Jim�s behalf.
�It is possible that she can be thee�s mother in the future, K�hat�n�dwala.�
Jim turned and looked to him, her hand frozen on the doorknob. She swallowed thickly, eyes wet and gave him a small, trembling smile. �I would like that very much, Spock.�
Spock inclined his head in a graceful nod of acceptance. �Shall we join my parents for the morning meal?�
�Yeah,� Jim gave him a gentle nudge with her shoulder as they stepped into the mudroom and took their boots off. �We should wash up first though.�
�Indeed.�
Jim chuckled as they stepped out of the mudroom and into the kitchen. �Morning, Mrs. Sarek.�
�Good morning, Jim�Spock.�
�Mother,� Spock gave her a nod before looking over to his Father. �Father.�
Sarek nodded from his spot at the table, dark eyes scanning the two of them over the edge of his tea cup.
�We shall wash up and return to share the meal Mother has prepared.�
�Very well.�
Jim tried to suppress a shiver as Sarek�s eyes met hers. It felt as if the older Vulcan could see to the core of him, laying bare all his painful secrets. It was painful and yet�it didn�t seem as if Sarek found him lacking, there was almost a silent respect in his eyes. Jim felt her heart stutter briefly. Licking her lips nervously she gave the silent man a nod and followed Spock from the room to the sanctuary of her bedroom.
The two of them were silent as they made their way to the bedroom, their minds aching with the knowledge that soon Spock and his family would leave and Jim would be left alone�again. That they may never see each other again, and if they did�well, it would likely be years from now. Years spent knowing the other was out there, too far away to touch, to brush minds. It was sobering and painful to think of.
Jim shut the door behind them and looked at Spock. He stood there, hands behind his back, face blank, but Jim knew Spock was as sad about their soon-to-be parting. Before she knew it she had flung herself at Spock, burrowing her head into his neck and began to cry.
�I don�t want you to go,� the words were sobbed into Spock�s neck.
Spock turned his head, pressing his face into Jim�s golden hair. �I do not desire to go, but I must.�
Spock hugged her tightly to him before releasing her. He stepped away just far enough that he could see her face while still keeping his hands on her shoulders. �I will return for you, K�diwa. You shall ever be on my mind.�
Spock hesitated a moment before leaning forward to place a soft, lingering kiss on Jim�s forehead. �No matter how much time passes, thee will always be K�hat�n�dlawa.�
Jim clung to him for what seemed forever. She let out a shaky breath before placing a butterfly kiss on his lips. That brief touch of lips to lips trembled through them both, making their hearts pound.
�Would that I could linger in your embrace,� his fingers tingled and trembled with the need to touch her. �We require a shower and breakfast.�
Jim nodded, understanding that like her Spock still felt the almost overwhelming pull to reach out and touch, to drown themselves in each other, to become one mind and one heart. Jim was sure that it had something to do with Spock joining their minds during sex. Somehow, part of them must have fused together in that last moment of blinding pleasure and now the bond between them was becoming tangible, something that she could feel growing and pulsating in her mind.
They showered together, but unlike before they didn�t linger over physical pleasures. They took their time and washed each other with loving and reverent touches, their minds tinged with sadness. And if Jim broke down and wept well, only Spock would ever know.
* ~ * ~ * ~ *
Breakfast was a pleasant meal and this time Sarek even joined in the conversation and asked Jim questions about what he had been learning and what he planned to do once he no longer attended high school. Jim was happy for the most part, talking about her plans to either go to college or join Starfleet as her teachers recommended. Jim found herself revealing that she was at this point undecided between the two and that she had reservations about each option.
�You are an intelligent individual, Jim. You show many positive qualities that will greatly serve you in any future endeavor. Should you join Starfleet I expect you will make an excellent Captain. If you do not join I expect we shall still see you do many amazing things.�
Jim had been blown away by Sarek�s comment. Some part of her had been sure that, like Frank, Sarek didn�t think much of her was worthwhile. But this�this blew Jim away. She had been waiting her whole life for her Moth-for someone to tell her that, to acknowledge that her existence wasn�t a waste of her Father�s sacrifice. She had blushed and stammered out a �thanks,� even as Spock brushed their fingers together under the table, projecting his pleasure and pride to her.
Much of the rest of the day went the same way. Filled with quiet moments and warm conversation. A large portion of which happened in her Father�s library. Spock and Jim spent several hours playing chess, each winning one game. At one point Jim found herself even playing against Sarek. The older Vulcan had proven to be even more of a challenge than his son, his moves both logical and dangerously sly. It was an unusual combination and Jim had to focus completely on the board to have even a hope to win.
Spock had joined his Mother on the couch to read one of Jim�s books. However, he found himself easily distracted by the intensity of the game between Jim and his Father. If Spock was human it would have left him very uneasy to see his Jim tested as she was being. As a Vulcan though, Spock found it intriguing to see his Chosen K�diwa proving herself so well. It would prove to be helpful in the future when he would convince his Father not to reforge the bond between T�Pring and himself.
�Tea, dear?�
Spock pulled his gaze from the game to look at his Mother. In her hands was a metal tray with Jim�s teapot, four cups, a little bowl of sugar and a small pitcher of cream.
�Thank you, Mother. That would be acceptable.�
His Mother set the tray down on the small table and began to make a cup of tea for each of them.
�I am glad to see you and Jim getting along. I was so worried that you might not.�
�I do not see why you might have an emotional reaction. There was no data to support such a concern.�
His Mother chuckled lightly and glanced from him to Jim. �There was also no data to state otherwise. All the same,� Amanda smiled and stood to bring some tea to Sarek and Jim, �I am glad to see the two of you have become friends.�
�Indeed.�
* ~ * ~ * ~ *
2:15 pm; Kirk Farm
Jim nearly jumped out of her skin when the phone in the kitchen began to ring with an incoming call. Quickly composing herself she rose from her place next to Spock on the couch, setting her book down and making her way to the kitchen. The vidscreen flashed the logo for the Blockman garage and Jim felt her heart sink.
Lifting the phone she activated the call, �Hey, Mr. Blockman.�
The logo on the screen vanished and Phil�s face, streaked with oil and grease, filled the screen. �Hey there, Jim. How�re you doing?�
�I can�t complain.�
Phil chuckled and leaned back from the screen, whipping his hands off with a stained cloth. �I�ve got the Vulcan�s hovercar fixed up. I can get it over there by three.�
�That�s great.� Jim forced a warm smile onto her face and ignored the heavy weight that settled in her heart. �We�ll see you then.�
Phil gave a nod and cut the call, leaving Jim staring at the blank screen. Taking a deep, trembling breath, she set the phone back into the latch connected to the screen and headed back to the library. Spock was still sitting on the old couch, right where Jim had left him.
Jim stood in the doorway just looking at him, trying desperately to memorize the sight of him there on Jim�s couch, in Jim�s home, reading Jim�s books. As if Spock could sense Jim watching him, he looked up, those dark eyes locking onto Jim�s own. Jim�s heart trembled in her chest, need overwhelming her. That need only seemed to make the sense of loss rising in her worse. She tried to push it down, back into that small dark corner of her mind that it had been locked in before Spock had come like a tornado into her life, ripping away the barriers to her heart.
Spock�s brow furrowed as he watched her. A moment later Spock was setting his book down next to Jim�s and was rising to his feet. �Are you well, Jim?� Spock moved away from the couch, stopping in front of Jim.
Jim rubbed a fist over damp eyes, and tried to smile. �I�m fine.�
�Fine is unacceptable. It has too many variable definitions-�
Jim chuckled and leaned into Spock, resting her head on his shoulder. �I am uninjured. Just a bit sad that you�ll be leaving so soon.�
�From your words I am to assume that the call was from Mr. Blockman stating my parent�s hovercar has been repaired.�
Jim nodded and pressed her face deeper into his shoulder, even as his arms rose to wrap her securely against him. �We shall be departing today.�
�He�ll be here by three.�
�Then we shall inform my parents.�
�I suppose we should�but, can you just hold me for a little longer.�
�It shall be as you desire, K�diwa.�
For several minutes they simply stood there, bodies pressed together. Jim�s head in Spock�s neck and Spock�s head resting against Jim�s golden hair, his finger rubbing soothing circles into Jim�s back. Finally the trembling left Jim�s limbs and she was able to pull herself back together. Without a word they moved apart and stepped out of the library and headed through the hall to the front porch where Spock�s parents were sitting on the same swing that Jim and Spock had just a short time ago. The adults looked up as the two approached, stopping just a few feet away.
�Your Nutrino will be here by three today.�
�Thank you, Jim,� stated Amanda.
Jim shrugged and leaned back onto the porch railing. �No thanks are needed.�
�Still,� Amanda smiled, �it has been very kind of you to let us stay here with you, especially since you didn�t know us.�
Jim shrugged. �I couldn�t just leave you out in the cold. And it wasn�t like you were going to hurt me; I mean you�re traveling with Vulcans. Everyone knows they disapprove of violence towards sentient beings.�
Amanda smiled up at her even wider and Jim was sure that he saw a brief flicker of approval flash in Sarek�s eyes.
�Well then,� Amanda stood and looked back over the front driver of the farm, taking in a deep breath of the warm country air. �It�s almost three now, so we should probably start packing back up.�
Sarek looked away from the view of the wide blue sky and the stretch of golden waves from the pasture across the way. He rose as graceful as a cat from the swing and turned to follow his wife back into Jim�s home.
Jim watched the two head inside. It was going to be so quiet when they left. She wasn�t sure how she was going to handle being so alone. Jim sighed, closing her eyes and took a deep breath. She wouldn�t panic. She was stronger than this. How many times as a child had she wished for Frank to leave, so it was just her, here in this house? Now that wish had come true and she was falling apart. Fuck that! She was James Tiberius Kirk, and Kirk�s don�t cry!
�You are crying, Jim.�
�No I�m not.� Jim ducked her head down and rubbed at her eyes. �I just got some grit in my eyes is all.�
Spock said nothing to that, he simply remained there at Jim�s side offering his silent support as Jim composed herself. An act, for which, Jim was very grateful. She had already asked for too much from her precious Vulcan. �We should head inside as well. We�ll need to make sure you have all your stuff packed and ready.�
Spock nodded and the two headed inside and up the stairs to the bedroom they shared. They were silent as they gathered Spock�s cloths, folding them carefully into his travel case. It didn�t take long for all of Spock�s belongings to be pack up, leaving the room looking as if he had never been here at all. They stood there side by side, hands tangled together in silent grief that their time together was so short and was now coming to a rather abrupt end.
Jim licked her lips and looked up at Spock. �Can I take a picture of you before you go?�
�Only if I may have a picture of you as well.�
Jim moved to her desk, opening the top drawer and pulling out a camera and a small PADD. Blushing scarlet she looked back up at Spock. �Do you have a PADD? I�uh, already took some pictures of me for you.�
Spock turned back to his travel case and pulled out a small travel PADD similar to the one Jim held. Handing the PADD over to Jim, Spock watched as his beloved linked the two PADD�s and began to quickly transfer some files over before handing it back.
Spock looked down at the PADD and opened some of the files Jim had transferred over. As his eyes took in what appeared on the screen before him, Spock found it was taking a great deal of control to fight down the blush that was trying to rise up into his face. He had seen his Jim bare of skin, her emotions and mind just as bare for him, and yet�the first couple pictures he looked at inspired some very strong emotional and physical reactions in him. There was something far more about these pictures that made Jim seem more naked in them than he had previously seen her and yet, she was no more nude in them than she had been when they had made love.
Spock swallowed and looked up from the screen to Jim. �When��
�Yesterday, before you woke up.�
Spock licked suddenly dry lips and looked back at the pictures and then back to Jim, his pupils dilating. �Thee art truly wondrous, K�hat�n�dlawa.�
�Yeah, I kinda am,� Jim replied with a leer. �Now strip down for me and get sexy.�
The corner of Spock�s lips twitched up along with one sleek eyebrow, but he did as Jim requested. He followed Jim�s direction, posing and flaunting himself for Jim�s pleasure as Jim had done for him. If he aroused himself, and touched himself more than he ever had before, well�it obviously pleased his K�diwa. And what pleased Jim pleased him.
Soon enough though, he was pulling his robes back on as if he had never posed for such sexualized images.
�Let�s head downstairs. I�d like to get a picture of your parents as well.�
�Of course. However I would recommend that you remove those pictures from the camera before we rejoin my parents. It is highly probable that my Mother will desire to procure a picture of us for you as well.�
�Yeah, better to plat it safe.� Jim grabbed the small PADD again and quickly transferred the files over. �All set.�
Spock nodded, and bag in hand, turned to the door only to step back as his Mother opened the door.
�Oh! Spock, dear, you startled me.�
Spock arched a brow, but stepped back so his Mother could enter the room.�
�Mr. Blockman has arrived with the car.�
�I am ready, Mother.�
�Of course you are, dear. But I thought it would be nice to see if Jim would walk us out.�
Jim smiled widely and placed Amanda�s hand in her elbow, leading the way out of the bedroom and back to the ground floor and the front of the house. �You didn�t even have to ask.�
�Is that a camera, Jim?�
�It is. I thought it�d be nice if Mr. Blockman could take a picture of all of us before you left. That way I could have something to remember you all by.�
�That would be lovely. I�d love to have a picture of you and Spock together as well,� said Amanda, face glowing with her smile.
Jim released her hands they approached the entryway where Sarek and Mr. Blockman were waiting. Amanda stretched out two fingers, tips gently touching Sarek�s, making Spock look away from their intimate kiss. �dear, before we go I thought it�d be nice to get a couple pictures of all of us with Jim.�
�As you wish.�
Jim had to try not to squirm with delight as she handed the camera to Mr. Blockman. Amanda quickly bustled them all into position in front of the large fireplace in the library, the tall wooden bookshelves flanking either side of them. It was the perfect spot, Jim thought, for the photo. The four of them had spent so much time together in this room, filling it with warm conversation and joy like it hadn�t seen since her Father�s death. Jim found herself standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Spock, Sarek and Amanda at their backs. It took a surprisingly large amount of control not to blush, glance at Spock, or take Spock�s hand into hers. Several photos were taken and Jim was fairly sure Amanda had given her bunny ears in the last.
�Now, Spock, why don�t we get a couple of just Jim and you.�
Neither of them argued the request. They were too glad for the chance to simply linger a bit longer in the others presence.
�These are turning out just lovely. The two of you fit so well together. A wonderful kind of yin-yang composition.�
Jim chuckled and this time a soft blush did spread across her and Spock�s cheeks. �Do you have a PADD? I could transfer a copy of the pictures over to it for you.�
�Of course!� Amanda turned to her husband, �Could you get it for me? It should be in the front compartment of the bag.�
Sarek disappeared into the hall, reappearing silently with the requested PADD. Amanda smiled at him before handing the PADD over to Jim, who quickly uploaded a copy of the photos. Jim handed the PADD back to Amanda, who gave her a warm, but sad, smile.
�We should probably head out now. When Starfleet heard we were here in Riverside they asked us to stop and tour the shipyard before we left.�
�Yeah? They�ve gotten pretty far on the newest �fleet ship. Looks like it�ll be a beauty.�
�Jim,� Jim looked over to Sarek, startled the older Vulcan had addressed her. �Should you require assistance in the future you can contact us through the Vulcan Embassy.�
For a minute all Jim could hear was static as her brain crashed and rebooted. �Thank you, sir.�
Sarek turned and led the little group out to the front porch and into the bright Iowa sun. Mr. Blockman was already there, having stepped out while the four talked, and was getting their Nutrino back on the ground. Sarek moved to open the trunk and the two men carefully loaded the travel bags inside, giving Amanda time to hug Jim and say her goodbyes. Amanda pulled back, her hands on Jim�s arms and just gazed at Jim for a long moment before leaning forward to place a chaste kiss on Jim�s forehead. �Do take care of yourself, Jim. I would like to see you again someday.�
�I�d like that too.�
Amanda gave her one last hug before turning to join her husband by the car, leaving Jim and Spock alone on the porch. The two spent a long moment again simply looking at each other, using all their senses to try to remember this moment forever.
�I wish you could stay.�
�As do I.�
�Will I ever see you again?�
�Assuredly, Jim. I will return for you.� Spock stepped closer and brushed his fingers against Jim�s, carefully using their bodies to hide the movement from his parents view. �You are mine and I intend to ensure that it is recorded as such permanently.�
�I think that may have been a proposal of marriage.�
�Indeed.�
�Well,� Jim smiled widely and pressed her fingers into Spock�s. �Consider it accepted.�
�Spock,� Amanda called out. �We need to leave now.�
Spock turned and nodded at his Mother before looking back at Jim. �I will return for you.�
�You better. You�ve turned me into a regular lovefool.�
�I do not believe you to be a fool, Jim. I do not think you could ever be.� With that said Spock left Jim�s side and went to join his waiting parents. As he reached the car and opened the backdoor, he paused to look back at Jim standing on the front steps, her short golden hair shinning in the sun, blue eyes piercing deep into his katra. He needed to touch her again, one last time, needed every bit of connection he could forge between them. He needed it to remember, to convince himself that she was real, that she wasn�t just some folklore fairy come to him in a dream. He needed to know her love was real, that she was his now and forever.
Closing his eyes and centering himself, Spock raised his hand in the ta�al, �Live long and prosper, Jim.�
�Take care, K�diwa.�

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