Received: from [66.218.67.195] by n38.grp.scd.yahoo.com with NNFMP; 10 Feb 2004 04:28:03 -0000 X-Sender: sil@sileya.net X-Apparently-To: ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com Received: (qmail 60513 invoked from network); 10 Feb 2004 04:28:02 -0000 Received: from unknown (66.218.66.172) by m2.grp.scd.yahoo.com with QMQP; 10 Feb 2004 04:28:02 -0000 Received: from unknown (HELO mailstore.psci.net) (63.65.184.2) by mta4.grp.scd.yahoo.com with SMTP; 10 Feb 2004 04:28:02 -0000 Received: from max (as3-d12-rp-psci.psci.net [63.92.109.12]) by mailstore.psci.net (8.12.2/8.12.2) with SMTP id i1A4QWvC008613 for ; Mon, 9 Feb 2004 23:26:32 -0500 Message-ID: <006c01c3ef8e$1dad5880$0c6d5c3f@max> To: "ASCEM-S" X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 6.00.2800.1106 X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1106 X-eGroups-Remote-IP: 63.65.184.2 From: "Sileya" X-Yahoo-Profile: sileya MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEM-S-owner@yahoogroups.com Delivered-To: mailing list ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com Precedence: bulk List-Unsubscribe: Date: Mon, 9 Feb 2004 22:26:54 -0600 Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW: What Dreams May Come TOS K/S 2/2 Reply-To: "Sileya" Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Part 2 of 2 "Captain's log: Star date 6322.3. We have just received permission to orbit Arrana Four. The Enterprise will be at the Arrana space station for the next thirteen days in order to undergo routine maintenance. Since it's been six months since our last shore leave, I've ordered leave for all hands. Beam down for the first crew leave rotation will commence at the beginning of the Beta shift. Kirk out." Spock heard Jim's voice clearly from across the bridge and prickles of anticipation and anxiety ran down his spine. Their duty shift was due to end momentarily and then he and Jim would beam down to the planet for shore leave. For the next eleven days he and Jim would be totally alone, in a secluded cabin in the woods. Spock wondered if he was insane, for surely he was about to undertake an insane action. He was about to attempt the seduction of his commanding officer. Convincing Jim to accompany him on shore leave had been easy, Spock thought to himself. Indeed, it had taken no convincing at all. Jim had grinned impishly as he accepted the invitation. Knowing Jim's fondness for the wilderness and acting on Uhura's advice, Spock had booked a cabin in the woods. Alpha shift ended and Spock entered the turbolift with his captain and several other officers. Spock entered his quarters. He swiftly discarded his uniform, stepped into the sonic shower for a few minutes and then dressed in heavy pants, a shirt, sweater and boots. Grabbing his bag and jacket, he made his way to Jim's door, buzzed and was granted entrance. Jim looked breathtaking; he was wearing snug, faded jeans and an unbuttoned, long sleeved dark green shirt. The green made his eyes appear the color of the ocean before a storm. He was giving last minute instructions to Mr. Scott regarding the ship's maintenance. "I'll be ready in a minute, Spock." As he spoke, Jim tucked in his shirt and turned up his sleeves. His wrist healed, he no longer wore the splint. The sight of Jim's bare forearms as he turned up the sleeves was one of the most mesmerizing sights Spock had ever seen. He could scarcely tear his eyes away. Fortunately Jim did not notice Spock's behavior and he quickly finished dressing. Grabbing their belongings, they made way to the transporter room. Arrana Four was beautiful and quite similar to Earth. They beamed down in front of the small cabin Spock had rented. Spock entered the door code and pushed the door open. Comfortable and homey, the cabin had wooden floors and walls, and there was a large stone fireplace on one side of the living area. A woven rug was on the floor and the furniture was overstuffed and plush. An open kitchen/dining area was to one side and a couple of doors were on the other side. Enormous windows looked out onto a shimmering lake and the woods beyond. "Wow, Spock, this is great!" Jim said as he looked around. He opened one of the doors and found it led to the bathroom. "Look, a tub. Do you have any idea how long it's been since I soaked in a tub?" He opened the other door and said, "Here's the bedroom; the bed is huge." Entering the living area again he looked around and said, "Spock, there's only one bedroom." "Indeed?" Spock murmured, trying not to blush. "There must be some mistake. I requested two bedrooms." "Nope, only one." "I'm sorry, Jim. It is probably too late to get it changed. I will sleep on the sofa." As Spock had hoped, Jim made the desired response. "No, that's not necessary. The bed's big enough for both of us." "Are you certain that you don't mind sharing?" Spock half-heartedly offered another token protest. "Nope. Do we need to get provisions or anything?" "No, I ordered that the kitchen be stocked with our preferred foods." "Good, let's go explore." Jim led the way out of the cabin and down to the lake. They spent a companionable hour walking and noting various points of interest. Spock saw a number of plants he wanted to study in greater detail and Jim lamented that the lake water was not warm enough for him to swim in. Dinner was a pleasant experience. Jim insisted on cooking, proclaiming the kitchen was too small for both of them. Spock busied himself by setting the table, building a fire in the fireplace and bringing out a bottle of wine he had brought. "What's this, Spock?" "It is a Vulcan drink called m'erya. It is similar to Terran wine. I hope you like it." Spock lifted his glass and beckoned to Jim to do the same. "A toast to our shore leave. May it be fulfilling." Jim was looking at him oddly. Spock clinked his glass to Jim's and as they sipped, he looked intently into Jim's eyes. Jim held the look and smiled. Spock could hear Jim's breathing accelerate slightly. The moment was broken, however, as Jim looked away and began to serve the food. After dinner was over, they moved to the living area. Jim sat down on the rug in front of the fireplace and pulled off his boots. Spock poured the last of the wine into the glasses and sat down next to Jim and offered the glass. "If I didn't know you better, Spock, I'd swear you're trying to get me drunk. This stuff is potent and I've had three glasses all ready. And I absolutely stuffed myself full of pasta." "Your food was quite good. I didn't know you could cook." "Oh, I have other talents as well," Jim said with a grin. He reached for a pillow from the sofa and lay down on his back, crossing his ankles. "You just haven't seen them on the ship." Spock stretched out his legs and propped himself up on one elbow. Jim's eyes were glinting and gold in the firelight. The fire crackled and popped as he said, "Tell me of your other talents, Jim." "Well, hmm, let me see. Did you know that I'm good at fixing things? You know, around the house. And I can ride horses pretty well. What else? Oh yeah, I can read palms although I don't get much use for that one." "Indeed," Spock murmured. "How did you acquire the last talent?" "Someone I dated long ago taught me. Hey, do you want me to read your palm? Give me your right hand." Spock moved very close to Jim and silently presented his hand. Jim took Spock's hand in his own and traced the lines with his fingers. The hand felt hot everywhere Jim touched it. "Your palm has somewhat different lines from a Human's but there are still a lot of similarities. You have what's called a water hand, long fingers with a square palm. Interesting. People with water hands usually consider emotions more important than reason. But look here; your fate line's tied to your heart line. This indicates a restricted childhood. Your lifeline's wide and shows that you've got strong physical and mental abilities. Here's your heart line; it shows that you're aggressive in love. See this area of crossing lines? This is called the Mount of Venus and is a sign of sensuality." Jim gave Spock a lopsided grin and released the hand. Spock allowed his fingertips to gently brush across Jim's thigh as he drew back. Jim gave him a strange look but merely said, "What do you think of my reading?" "Hmm. Some of it is accurate and some is not. How many credits do I owe you for your reading?" Jim laughed as he lay down again. "Oh, it's worth about half a credit. What about you, Spock? What are your hidden talents?" "None as interesting as yours, I assure you." "C'mon, Spock." Jim said teasingly. "I like to garden." "Okay, what else? Tell me something I don't all ready know." "I can dance." "No kidding? You mean Vulcans dance? Seems illogical." "Indeed, but my mother insisted on teaching me. I am proficient at the waltz, the fox trot, the tango, the salsa and the meringue. Dancing is excellent exercise," Spock intoned solemnly. "Did you say tango?" Jim's eyes were round and bright. At Spock's nod he began to chuckle. Soon he was roaring in laughter and tears of mirth stood in his eyes. "Spock, Spock," he gasped, "I swear I'm not laughing at you. It's just that, well, the idea of you doing the tango is amazing!" He went off into gales of laughter again. Eyes twinkling, Spock waited patiently for him to sober. "Look, Spock, it's just that you always manage to surprise me. You can do so many things. I think you're probably able to do just about anything." "I hope so, Jim." Spock looked deeply into Jim's eyes again as Jim stared up at him. The moment was broken by Jim's sudden effort to stifle a yawn. "Too much wine and pasta, I guess. Tired?" "Yes, perhaps we should retire. Do you wish to use the bathroom first?" "Okay, thanks." As Jim prepared for bed, Spock turned off the lights and locked the door. He stacked the dinner dishes in the sink to be dealt with later. Jim exited the bathroom clad in only a pair of gray boxers and disappeared into the bedroom. Spock looked after him wistfully for a moment and then went into the bathroom to perform his own hygiene rituals. He sighed audibly. It would be extremely difficult to sleep in the same bed with Jim. As he entered the bedroom only the light on the night table was lit. Jim was already under the covers, reading a book. Spock moved to the unoccupied side of the bed and stripped off his robe. He had chosen to wear a pair of black, drawstring, silk pants with nothing underneath. The pants were loose enough to allow his genitals to move freely. The front of his pants undulated as he turned down the bed coverings. Suddenly he caught Jim staring at his groin area. Jim quickly looked away but not before Spock saw the flush gather in his cheeks. "G'night, Spock." Jim abruptly slammed his book shut and flipped off the light. He turned on his side, away from Spock. "Goodnight, Jim. Sleep well." Spock, wide awake and yearning to reach out and touch Jim, thought over the evening's events. It had been a success. He was certain that Jim was beginning to feel a physical awareness between them. Events were definitely proceeding according to plan. Spock listened to the steady breathing of his beloved until sleep took him. Spock was the first to awaken the next morning. He looked around the room trying to remember where he was. Then he saw Jim's sleeping form next to him and remembered he was on leave. Jim looked peaceful and impossibly young as he slept. Spock lay still for a while, drinking in the sight of him. Jim's lashes were long and thick and left shadows on his cheeks. His hair was a multitude of shades, all possible variations of light brown and gold. His pulse beat slowly in his throat and there were some fine and nearly invisible golden-brown hairs in the center of his chest. Spock had never noticed that small amount of chest hair before and he found the sight endearing. Slowly, Spock leaned up and over and gently pressed his lips to Jim's shoulder, a kiss as light as a moth. Jim shifted slightly and dozed on, oblivious. After breakfast, they decided on a hike. Their breath was visible in the crisp air. After a couple of hours, the violet sky began to darken. When they were but a short distance away from the cabin, a sudden cold deluge came down. Laughing, Jim grabbed Spock's arm and pulled him into a run. They arrived on the cabin porch at the same time, gasping for air. Jim was still laughing and Spock allowed himself a small smile at their predicament. "You oughta take a hot shower, Spock, or you'll freeze." "I am beginning to feel rather chilled. You should change as well." Spock swiftly showered. As he strode into the bedroom he saw Jim stripping off his wet clothes and dropping them on the floor. Droplets of water clung to Jim's skin. He shivered slightly as he pawed through his duffel bag. Without thinking, Spock stepped forward and began to gently dry Jim's back. "Mmm, feels nice," Jim said softly. Suddenly Jim pulled away. Averting his eyes from Spock's he took the towel and began to rub briskly at his hair. "I built a fire, Spock, in case you're still cold. And I'm hungry; what do you want for lunch?" Jim kept chattering nervously about impersonal topics all through the afternoon. The only time he was silent was during the chess game they played in the evening. Even then he fidgeted restlessly. After the game concluded, Jim announced he was tired and went to bed. He appeared to be asleep when Spock joined him although Spock could sense Jim's mind, awake and active. Spock considered the day's events. Jim had been increasingly restive and edgy and now he was even feigning sleep. Spock judged that it would soon be time to make an advance. In the early hours of the morning, Spock awakened suddenly when a warm weight settled across him. It was Jim. His arm was flung across Spock's chest and his head was on Spock's shoulder. Closing his eyes to better enjoy the sensations, Spock smiled inwardly and moved closer to Jim. He rubbed his cheek back and forth on Jim's soft hair and inhaled deeply. Not wanting to miss a moment of this unique experience, Spock remained awake until the sun began to rise. Jim stirred slightly, waking Spock from a light doze. Regret flooded Spock as Jim awakened fully and moved away. Seeing Spock was awake, Jim spoke. "Uh, sorry, Spock." "Why are you sorry?" "For sprawling all over you like that. For taking up most of the bed. You should've just moved me out of the way." "You were not in the way, Jim. It was most pleasant to lie with you like that." Jim sat silently for a moment. "Uh, yeah, I guess I thought, I guess you were cold. We need to get you another blanket tonight." Jim bounded out of bed and moved quickly to the door. After a moment Spock heard the bathroom door shut and the shower switch on. He wondered just exactly what it was that Jim had thought. As Spock entered the main room Jim was noisily preparing breakfast. Spock tried unsuccessfully to make eye contact with Jim as he accepted a cup of tea. Jim chattered lightly about the continuing rain and the day's activities. The day ensued with a spirited debate regarding the new Beladian Federation representative, chess and a light lunch. Rain drummed gently on the roof. Jim lay peacefully on the sofa with a book while munching a kali fruit. Spock quietly dictated a paper he was writing on the Beladian political situation. Looking at Jim's figure, finally relaxed and quiet, Spock decided the moment had come. "Jim, may I speak with you?" Jim looked up expectantly as Spock approached and seated himself lightly on the sofa by Jim's hip. He plucked the kali fruit from Jim's fingers and placed it on a nearby table. "I wish to tell you something." "Mmm hmm?" "This." Looking intently into Jim's widened eyes, Spock leaned over to lightly press his lips to Jim's. Jim did not respond, so Spock kissed him again, harder this time. He tasted the sweetness of the fruit Jim had eaten and softly nuzzled Jim's warm cheek. Cool fingers began to stroke his hair. Suddenly Jim pulled away, breathing raggedly. "Spock, what are you doing?" "I think that should be obvious by now." Spock pressed another gentle kiss on Jim's lips and began to nibble down his throat. "Do you wish me to stop?" "No, no, please don't stop. Wait, stop! Why're you doing this?" Spock pulled back and looked into Jim's dilated pupils. He allowed a slight smile to turn up the corners of his lips. "Because I want to, because I have wanted to do this to you for a very long time. I believe you want it too, Jim. That is why I planned this shore leave in this manner." "You mean you planned to seduce me?" "Indeed, I have executed my plan most poorly if you didn't notice my overtures towards you." "I noticed but I thought, well, I thought I was reading you wrong. I assumed that my usual horniness was just getting in the way once again." "Jim, I desire you very much." Jim laughed shakily. "Wow. I don't know what to say." "There is no need for you to say anything at this time. Just tell me yes or no, is this something you want?" At Jim's solemn nod, Spock began to slowly unbutton Jim's shirt. It was amazing how soft and smooth Human skin was. Jim reciprocated by pulling Spock's sweater over his head. He encountered a shirt and a t-shirt. "Just how many shirts are you wearing?" "It is cold today." "Then come to bed and I'll warm you up." Spock took the hand held out to him and let Jim lead him into the bedroom. His face and groin burned hot as Jim began to slowly disrobe. Finally Jim was naked and Spock could look on him unabashed. He began to remove his own clothing. A button popped off of Spock's outer shirt and bounced across the floor as he tugged at it impatiently. Finally the shirts were off and Jim sat on the edge of the bed as Spock unfastened his pants. As his dark, green erection jutted out, Spock pushed it forward, eagerly seeking stimulation. "Greedy Vulcan," Jim chuckled. Finally snuggled under the blankets with Jim, Spock bent his head and kissed Jim's mouth. They kissed for long minutes, letting their desire build. Jim's erection poked him in the abdomen. He thrust his tongue into Jim's mouth and Jim began to suck on it. Spock broke away and began to kiss his way down Jim's neck and chest. His lips latched onto a nipple and he began to suckle. Jim moaned loudly, his hands tangled in Spock's hair. Spock alternated the suckling with licking the hard little nub. He began a similar assault on the other nipple. As he did so, his hand slid lower down Jim's body until it encountered Jim's hardened cock. Jim was leaking fluid steadily. Spock rubbed his index finger over the tip of Jim's penis and captured the droplets on his finger. Looking into Jim's eyes, he slowly licked the droplets of moisture off of his finger. Jim's penis leaked fresh fluid in response and Spock gathered it on his finger once again. This time Jim pulled Spock's hand towards him and sucked his own fluid off of Spock's finger. Jim slid down Spock's body, kissing and licking the hot skin. When he arrived at the groin area, he began to lick and tease Spock's rigid cock. He inhaled Spock's musky scent deeply as his fingers combed through the coarse pubic hair. Engulfing Spock's aching erection in his mouth, Jim sucked softly. Spock moaned his name deep in his throat and began to thrust. Jim pulled back enough so that only the head was in his mouth and sucked harder. He gently stroked the area below the cock, where he knew the testicles were located, just under the skin. Spock reached down and stroked Jim's hair. Then he lightly placed his fingers on the meld points. "Jim, please, I need to meld with you." "Yes, do it." Spock was suddenly in Jim's mind where arousal and elation burned bright. He was astonished and overwhelmed by the intensity of Jim's love for him. Humbled, Spock reverently stroked Jim's face. It was thrilling to feel both their bodies at the same time. He suddenly felt heat building in his testicles and knew he was close to orgasm. Jim felt it through the meld and pulled back just in time. Spock groaned loudly in frustration. He had been so close. "Spock, I want you to come inside me. Will you?" Spock's eyes flew open. "Jim, are you certain?" "Yeah, just take it slow. But we need lube." Spock got off the bed to rummage through the side pocket of his travel bag. He found the tube of lubricant he had brought with him and returned to the bed. When Jim saw what Spock had in his hand, he smiled. "You really were planning a seduction, weren't you?" "It is only logical to be prepared," Spock said demurely. "You are debauched opportunist, Spock. Come on; don't make me wait any longer." The lubricant was cold as it spattered in Spock's palm. He warmed it between his hands and stroked some on himself. Jim pulled his legs up and smiled as Spock gently touched him. He sighed deeply as Spock inserted his fingertip into his anus. A few moments later the opening contracted and relaxed as Spock added a second finger. The tight channel was silky smooth and moist inside. Jim's eyes flickered open and met Spock's. "Oh, god, this is incredible. Don't stop." "I won't," Spock whispered. He continued finger fucking the tiny opening. Moaning, Jim began to thrust up and down on Spock's fingers. "Now, Spock." Jim turned on his side, with his back to Spock. Spock caught Jim's uppermost leg in the crook of his elbow as Jim reached behind himself to guide Spock into position. After some fumbling, Spock slowly pushed his cock into Jim. The tightness and heat of Jim's body was overwhelming. Spock froze for a moment, staggered by the thought that this was *Jim* with whom he was doing this astounding and prurient thing. They began to rock gently in unison as Spock replaced his hand briefly on the meld points. As their minds flowed together again, he could feel Jim's delight and incredulity at their joining. His sweat mingled with Jim's as their bodies slid against one another. Suddenly impatient, Jim clamored a demand in Spock's mind. Obediently, Spock placed his chin into the curve of Jim's neck, and began to thrust harder. Looking down, he could see Jim stroking himself with one hand. The other hand grasped the arm that held Jim's leg. Later Spock would find the imprints of Jim's nails on his skin. His cock made wet, slippery sounds as it entered and withdrew from Jim's anus. Suddenly Jim gasped, his whole body becoming rigid. Then he cried out as he ejaculated forcefully onto the sheets, his abdomen and his hand. Panting, Spock began thrusting frantically as Jim's anus contracted around his cock. He groaned loudly and rammed deeply into Jim as if he were trying to climb inside of him. He ejaculated hot fluid into Jim several times and then collapsed limply. After long moments Spock withdrew. Jim made a noise of disappointment at the action and turned over. As their breathing slowed they stared at each other in wonderment. The Human looked like he had in Spock's dreams. His cheeks and lips were deeply flushed and sweat darkened his hair. "Wow! You're fantastic. That was incredible!" Spock picked up Jim's hand and kissed the palm. "You are incredible, t'hy'la." "What does that mean?" "Friend, brother, lover. Everything you are to me." Spock kissed Jim's palm again. "That's beautiful, Spock." Jim scooted closer and laid his head on Spock's shoulder. Spock put his arms around him and kissed his forehead, savoring the salty taste. "Spock?" "Yes?" "I just want to tell you, I didn't do this only for the sex. I really care about you." Jim stroked Spock's cheek and lightly kissed his neck. "I know, Jim. It is the same for me." "I just wanted to tell you that, uh, I'm not doing this very well, I guess. But I love you, Spock, I want you to know that." "I know, Jim. I love you as well." "Okay then, good." With a self-satisfied smile, Jim drifted off. Spock lay drowsily in bed watching Jim sleep. Sighing contentedly, he considered recent events. His life had undergone a most amazing transformation; he had brought his plan to fruition. He could hardly wait to tell Lt. Uhura that she had been right. Spock drifted off to sleep and all his dreams were peaceful. ~ The End~ September 2003 [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] ------------------------ Yahoo! Groups Sponsor ---------------------~--> Buy Ink Cartridges or Refill Kits for your HP, Epson, Canon or Lexmark Printer at MyInks.com. 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