Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!prodigy.com!prodigy.com!news-feed01.roc.ny.frontiernet.net!nntp.frontiernet.net!nntp.giganews.com.MISMATCH!border1.nntp.dca.giganews.com!nntp.giganews.com!newsread.com!newsstand.newsread.com!POSTED.monger.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: <004201c498e7$7ea61f20$6501a8c0@col.wideopenwest.com> References: <20040912163156.82713.qmail@web60804.mail.yahoo.com> From: "Babs Bunny" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: Re: NEW TOS "Snuggle in a Snowdrift" [NC-17] K/S, PWP 1/1 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lines: 245 Date: Sun, 12 Sep 2004 18:55:03 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: monger.newsread.com 1095015303 209.198.142.218 (Sun, 12 Sep 2004 14:55:03 EDT) NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 12 Sep 2004 14:55:03 EDT Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:84362 X-Received-Date: Sun, 12 Sep 2004 11:55:05 PDT (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) That was cute. a little delightfully odd, but cute..:) Babs Bunny ----- Original Message ----- From: "Farfalla" To: ; ; ; Sent: Sunday, September 12, 2004 12:31 PM Subject: [ASCEML] NEW TOS "Snuggle in a Snowdrift" [NC-17] K/S, PWP 1/1 > Title: Snuggle in a Snowdrift > Author: Farfalla the Butterfly-Kitten > Email: blueberrysnail (at) yahoo dot com > Website: http://spirk.cosmicduckling.com > Pairing: K/S > Rating: NC-17, PWP > Beta: Hypatia > Disclaimer: I think I slash them because first, I do > see them as a couple. But I also slash them because I > think it will make them happy, because everyone > deserves to find that acceptance and support expressed > in a love relationship. I slash them because I think > they deserve to be slashed. They deserve to have each > other in every way and to support each other in every > way. In short, they have the right to be slashed. I > want the good guys to win each other. --K'Sal > Written for Side by Side #12. Archived there, ASCEM, > WWOMB, and nice places who ask first. > Summary: Fun under a featherbed, in the dead of winter > in St. Petersburg. > > > SNUGGLE IN A SNOWDRIFT > > Admiral Kirk woke up swaddled in the motherly folds > of a great white featherbed. At the first feel of a > sunsplash warming his face through a real glass > window, he realized he was on leave and just Jim for > now. Jim Kirk shifted around and rubbed the sleep from > his eyes. > > There was a lump in the bed next to him, and it was > snoring softly. Well, not snoring--wuffling. Had he no > knowledge of the source of the noise, he might almost > have thought that a very large dog had nosed its way > under the covers with him. > > Jim wondered how Spock could breathe under there, > bundled up and lost somewhere in the huge featherbed, > which was the largest he'd ever seen. It was almost a > novelty, nearly a foot thick, and big enough to cover > the king-sized bed they were sharing at the house of > Chekov's parents. Well, however funny it looked, it > certainly had been warm. The temperature outside, > despite the sun, was a brisk winter's -7, and the > volumes of down had been helpful in the middle of the > night. > > Commander Chekov's family was very proud of his > recent promotion, and commission as the first officer > on board the starship Reliant. He was visiting his > parents before he left Earth for their space mission, > and several of his old friends from the Enterprise had > been invited to St Petersburg as well. Jim and Spock > had enjoyed touring the historic district and admiring > the beauty of the Russian orthodox churches. Of > course, Spock had to be careful that the cold wouldn't > affect his health, and long hours of cuddling at > nighttime under the army of feathers had become one of > the best parts of the Russian vacation for the two > busy Starfleet officers. > > Jim studied the lump through half-opened eyes, > reveling in the sensation of not having to get up to a > ship's alarm. The wuffling was dying down, and Spock > was shifting around a bit especially at the ankles. > Jim knew that his partner was waking up. He quickly > decided how to greet the pile of Vulcan stirring to > life. > > Before Spock could throw the featherbed off his head > or or slither over to Jim under the covers, Jim > announced in a quiet but distinct voice, "Help! Help. > Spock is trapped under the snow and I can't find him > anywhere." > > Amused affection washed into Jim's mind through their > bond as Spock deliberated how to respond. Finally, > from under the feathers, came a muffled, "Admiral, the > blizzard is quite thick." > > "Spock!" Jim gasped, in a playful imitation of his > command tone of alarm. "Spock, I hear you. I'm coming > after you." He started feeling around in the blankets, > pretending to be searching. In reality, it would have > been difficult to miss the six-foot-long hill in the > bed. Spock once would have raised his eyebrow > skeptically at Jim's weird sense of fun, but embracing > his human side meant learning to appreciate humor, and > even silliness, too. > > "Admiral, the weather is getting worse. Visibility is > extremely low," said the featherbed. > > "Hold on, Spock. I can't--see--in all this snow." > > Jim continued plumbing the cover with his hands, > pressing into the lump sometimes, and sometimes > teasingly avoiding it. It was difficult to resist > leaping directly on top of Spock and hugging him until > the feathers flattened away, but Jim continued the > little morning dance. He did, however, seize Spock's > ankles with one of his hands. > > "Jim, I have become trapped in the snow and cannot > move," Spock said cooperatively. "If you are not able > to retrieve me soon, I fear my chances for survival > are drastically reduced." > > Unable to let his best friend's life be in jeopardy > even in jest, Jim slid one hand deftly under the piles > of material. His fingers met warm Vulcan flesh, > prompting him to cry, with delight, "I've found you!" > > "Indeed you mphhh," said Spock as he was kissed. They > fought the throttling beast of a blanket together > until they were finally on the same side of > it--luckily, underneath. Quite lucky, actually, > because Jim was still nude from last night. > > "Oh no, Mister Spock," Jim whispered into the corner > of Spock's mouth. "Now we're both trapped under the > snow." > > "Apparently," Spock murmured. "I believe, under this > circumstance, that it would be logical to conserve > body heat by drawing together as closely as possible." > > "Mmmmh," Jim agreed, smiling happily as he hugged > Spock's pajama-clad body with all his might. "I've got > a better idea." > > "What is your intended course of action?" > > "Well," Jim said, fluffing at the blanket with his > fingers, "this is a down comforter, isn't it? I'm > going to go *down* on you!" He shifted downwards in > the bed. > > "Your penchant for wordplay is Ohhhh Jimmmm ohhh.... > yes....." A sharp inhalation of breath followed this > distracted, relaxed unfurling of syllables. He thrust > himself into the tight, wet tugging of Jim's warm > mouth. > > Jim took it all in, down to the base, and bobbed his > head up and down a few times before coming up for air. > "We are saved, Mister Spock. I seem to have discovered > a hot spring in the snow." > > "How fortunate for us," Spock gasped. "But it would > only be fair to allow me equal access to this... > source of heat." > > "Hmm?" > > "Repolarize your body." > > "Ah." Jim shifted and turned in the bed, moving his > limbs over Spock's with some clumsiness under the > heavy featherbed. When the commotion came to a stop, > he was holding himself up over Spock, facing down and > his head pointed towards the Vulcan's feet. > > Thus positioned, his erection jutted conveniently > close to Spock's loving lips. Spock nuzzled Jim's > dangling testicles with his nose for a moment, then > began to lick Jim's penis at the sensitive place under > the head. > > Jim moaned a little and then used that sexual energy > to dive back down on Spock's shaft. His hands became > entangled in the sinuous green tendrils surrounding > it, and they seemed to squeeze more snugly the harder > his mouth muscles pulled on the main organ. > > Covered by the gentle weight of the featherbed, the > two men sucked each other to completion. Kneading > Jim's considerable buttocks with both hands, Spock > caught and swallowed his bondmate's ejaculate. Jim was > messier, and let some dribble onto his lips so Spock > could watch him lick it off once he resurfaced from > the far end of the blanket-cave. > > Spock beat him to the quick, however, and kissed it > off instead. They fell comfortably into each other's > sweaty arms, breathing hard and smiling like children. > > "I... think I like... being lost in the snow," Jim > said through heavy breaths. > > "Perhaps next time it will be my turn to save you," > Spock replied, and caressed his back with a lazy hand. > > > // > > ===== > Farfalla's Kirk/Spock happyplace @ http://cosmicduckling.com/spirk > Stories, humor, cartoons, poetry, screencaptures, & more! > All-Ages Kirk/Spock Archive @ http://www.thyla.com > G-PG13 K/S; Over 90 authors & artists featured! > > > > > > > __________________________________ > Do you Yahoo!? > New and Improved Yahoo! Mail - Send 10MB messages! > http://promotions.yahoo.com/new_mail > > > > Messages from this list are mirrored on the ASCEM newsgroup. > Read http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML/files/faq.txt for > more information about your subscription to ASCEM/L. > Yahoo! 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