Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.pas.earthlink.net!elnk-pas-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!news-out.visi.com!petbe.visi.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: From: "trivawolfe" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: NEW TOS: Hunting the Ambassador: A Warming of Relations, 1/2 [NC-17] K/Sa, Sa/Am Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Lines: 876 Date: Sat, 25 Sep 2004 12:55:06 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: monger.newsread.com 1096116906 209.198.142.218 (Sat, 25 Sep 2004 08:55:06 EDT) NNTP-Posting-Date: Sat, 25 Sep 2004 08:55:06 EDT Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:84776 X-Received-Date: Sat, 25 Sep 2004 05:55:09 PDT (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Hunting the Ambassador: A Warming of Relations Title: Hunting the Ambassador: A Warming of Relations Author: T'Riva (rstrimble@sbcglobal.net) Series: TOS Pairing: K/Sa, Sa/Am Warnings: NC-17, plain ol' sex =96 het & slash. Acknowledgements: I would like to thank Selek for the fabulous beta=20 read. But apologies are in order to him for my not finding a way=20 around the braid, and for the use of a hairstylist - every man I=20 know (all types) uses one, as opposed to a barber. It must be=20 either an urban vs. suburban/rural thing, or else an American vs.=20 Canadian thing. Or maybe it's just a California thing? Archive: ASCEM; Sarek Fun Fest; Sarek Slash Page; all others please=20 ask. Disclaimer: Paramount owns these guys, I just take them out to play=20 and don't get paid. Summary: Sequel to "Put in His Place", but can stand alone. Sarek=20 (Full text, easier to read, to be posted on my website @=20 http://geocities.com/rstrimble@sbcglobal.net/ in 'Adult Stories'=20 section in a matter of hours from this posting.) It had been almost six months since Admiral Kirk had seen Ambassador=20 Sarek. He heard that he'd been on a rather long mission and had=20 just arrived back. He had hoped to run into him again soon at=20 another reception, and he did. Ironically, it was at the same place=20 they had met before they had run off to Kirk's for the hottest night=20 Kirk had ever had. He had also heard that a breathtaking Immortal, so called for their=20 very long lifespan of close to 800 years, with long mahogany hair=20 and emerald eyes had not only followed Sarek on his mission, but=20 accompanied him to various social functions. Humanoid in appearance=20 but with a somewhat pearlescent sheen to the human-like flesh color,=20 she seemed to be at his elbow each and every time an image was taken=20 and glared almost possessively out of each. He felt a twinge of=20 jealousy each time he saw that look in her eyes. They made a=20 beautiful couple he had to admit, regretfully. He assumed that she=20 might be his most difficult hurtle to overcome, should Sarek even be=20 interested in him anymore with Miss Emerald eyes pawing him=20 regularly. Kirk had seen pictures of them together often enough in the ensuing=20 months and heard the scuttlebutt that they were `an item'. He, of=20 course, had mixed feelings. Sarek had admitted that he had desired=20 a death bond to join Amanda when she passed and, according to Vulcan=20 mysticism spend eternity together. But she had not allowed him to=20 sacrifice himself in this way. Kirk had begun to wonder if Sarek might stubbornly not re-bond, as=20 was his right. He had been evasive about answering such questions=20 whenever asked by the press, and changed the subject when Kirk=20 brought it up. At the same time, Kirk hoped to continue=20 their 'meetings', but given the choice, he would certainly give up=20 their few dalliances to save Sarek from a horrible, protracted early=20 death. Though he did not know him that well, he had always=20 respected and admired him and had grown quite fond of him. And, of=20 course, he was father to his closest friend. He saw the ambassador arrive among a bustle of aides and bodyguards,=20 his imposing and dashing figure catching the attention and turning=20 the heads of many. His dark blue robe swirled around him as he=20 strode in. There had been an alert status put out due to=20 intelligence received that Ambassador Sarek was again the target of=20 an assassination attempt. Kirk had frowned at the mechanics of=20 trying to separate Sarek from the minions that seemed to think they=20 were the last hope between Sarek and the assassin melodramatically=20 lurking around the next bush. Kirk was hunting the ambassador=20 himself, true, but to thrust something nonlethal into him. Kirk stared at him. Sarek looked younger than he had the last time=20 he saw him. Likely it had been the exhaustion and grief that had=20 made him look older then, but his hair looked less gray - more ebony=20 and pewter, and his eyes looked more alive and glittered like Kirk=20 remembered when Sarek was amused. Kirk scanned his body as he=20 removed his robe and handed it to an aide. His form-fitting brocade tunic of a deep sapphire blue with=20 shimmering bronze and gold accents hugged his very attractive form.=20=20 His skin looked a few shades darker, making him appear healthier.=20=20 Kirk wondered if it were merely the lighting, or the color of his=20 tunic. According to Vulcan custom, Amanda had once informed Kirk=20 that the Vulcan government was strict on what Sarek could wear and=20 he was rarely allowed to vary from the blacks, browns and=20 charcoals. Once Kirk had seen him in burgundy, and had even=20 wondered at that. He had always been able to tell when Sarek was=20 not acting in an official capacity in the holonews or papers, as he=20 would wear a brighter color, as if in relief, if not rebellion, from=20 the strictures forced upon him. Kirk also noticed that Sarek's hair glimmered warmly with lighter=20 brown highlights, and was perhaps an inch longer so that its waves=20 were clearer and the lines of the cut more layered, and then=20 surprisingly, as Sarek turned, Kirk noticed a wisp of a braid, so=20 thin he had barely noticed, perhaps two inches long at most sneaking=20 out from behind his left earlobe. A strange, almost rebellious,=20 sight on such a conservative man. He remembered from various=20 historical pictures that it was common long back when his people=20 were deadly warriors. He was now very curious at these seeming=20 inconsistencies. He wanted to get the man alone, but had significant doubts of his=20 success this evening. He should at least be able to spend time=20 talking with him and perhaps troll for some clues as to the=20 possibilities of some private time together in the near future, but=20 he found as he watched him move with such confidence, with aides and=20 bodyguards trying to predict his every whim, that he desperately=20 wanted to take him tonight, and out on the balcony. He imagined=20 unfastening those beautiful blue silk pants and letting them drop to=20 Sarek's ankles=85feeling the proud man moan softly as he eased his=20 palm over the erection he knew would be awaiting him. They both moved about the reception with practiced ease, but each=20 time Kirk tried to catch Sarek's eye, he had turned the wrong way,=20 or someone else stepped up to talk with him. He was concerned=20 someone might notice his fixation on Sarek, and further reasoned=20 that the ambassador was always aware of who was present; there was=20 no other way to explain how Sarek conveniently missed the Tellarite=20 ambassador so often, or the attention of the many women and men who=20 seemed only intent on flirting with him. Kirk then had to consider=20 that that might best describe himself, and that perhaps Sarek knew=20 he was here and had purposely avoided him after the way Kirk had=20 treated him during their one and only illicit meeting, in his=20 apartment. Hours had passed, and Kirk was beginning to think his premise true=20 when Sarek caught his eye and motioned Kirk towards the balcony with=20 just a flick of his eyes and a long stare. The guards preceded him=20 and made a quick but thorough sweep, then stationed themselves in=20 discreet locations. Sarek headed for the far end of the balcony, making his own=20 inspection for those who might overhear or notice his actions. He=20 was sure that Kirk would follow him; he had seen Kirk watching him=20 with that carnivorous gleam that slipped out every now and then from=20 under his mask of nonchalance. As the balcony curved he approached an overlook to another balcony=20 three floors below, he stepped through a curtain of branches into a=20 short, hidden corridor formed by potted bushes and trees that led to=20 the balustrade. The view below from the corner was filled with=20 musicians, dancing and revelry, glimmering, swirling, multi-colored=20 gowns, navigated by aristocratic-looking partners among the clink of=20 champagne glasses and swell of music. Sarek leaned slightly on the balustrade and looked down upon the=20 orchestrated swirls interlacing on the dance floor and felt himself=20 transported to another time. His first dance with Amanda had been=20 so long ago, but still replayed in his mind with such clarity - the=20 glittering sapphire blue dress, her glimmering hair that reminded=20 him of spun red and gold with its phosphorescent highlights framing=20 her captivating blue eyes the slightest shade lighter than her=20 dress. Her laugh had jingled and seemed to lift him from even his=20 worst moods. He had a holo of their first dance on the nightstand=20 by his bed in ShiKahr. He had looked upon it often, and still did,=20 though the joy it had brought had died with her. Now he looked to=20 it to feel a bit of a connection and a longing for the death bond=20 that she had denied him. Kirk had waited a few minutes so that it wasn't apparent he was=20 intentionally following the ambassador, and then slipped after him.=20=20 He noticed far to many of the Vulcan guards purposefully looking=20 away as he passed by. He realized that they must all know where he=20 was headed, and that he was expected. After a search of the obvious, open places he might be, Kirk decided=20 on those hidden and pulled the branches apart as he spied through=20 possible caverns in the foliage, until he spotted him at the end of=20 the furthest. Kirk stepped inside and quietly toward him. He=20 noticed Sarek seemed distant as he watched below, his eyes a=20 reflection again of his grief, the same clouded look he had shown=20 almost the entire time Kirk had been with him six months before. He stepped up next to him and leaned against the balustrade in much=20 the same way. Sarek actually started as Kirk leaned in. Kirk=20 smiled at that. "I didn't hear you approach," Sarek said. "With those ears?" Kirk teased, trying to bring him back to the=20 present, and dispel some of the shadows in his eyes. Sarek looked at him; his eyes glittered with humor. "I was=20 remembering my first dance with Amanda. It is still so clear in my=20 memory. Even the music, the smell of her perfume." Kirk swallowed and looked away from the wistful expression on=20 Sarek's face and the obvious romanticism implied. He felt the=20 outsider, more so than if the immortal beauty in all of the recent=20 pictures had stepped up and taken Sarek's arm. He felt saddened by=20 this new distance between them. He stood, ready to leave Sarek to=20 his memories of someone he could never replace and started to step=20 away. "Please, don't leave, James." Kirk was surprised by the warmth in Sarek's voice. He turned toward=20 Kirk and in his eyes, Kirk saw a vulnerability he had taken=20 advantage of the last time they had met, but now also a tenderness=20 he had in the past only seen directed at his wife and his son. But=20 Kirk felt only compassion now, and remorse for his previous actions =96 not the sex, they had both needed and enjoyed that, but for how he=20 had felt and acted toward Sarek for all of the supposed minor=20 transgressions. He realized now that it had likely been his own ego=20 and insecurity around this man. It seemed to Kirk that Sarek seemed=20 even stronger now after Kirk had tried to lower him with his=20 treatment.=20 "I had thought the pain would lessen," Sarek said. "I feel as if no=20 time has passed since I saw you last. Amanda's loss still haunts me=20 much as it did then." Kirk was surprised by the admission and the fact that he still hurt=20 so much. He had thought a Vulcan could at least relegate it if not=20 move past it. Kirk watched Sarek lean heavily onto the balustrade=20 and close his eyes. Kirk leaned close so that his arm just touched=20 Sarek's. He felt the pressure increase against his arm, and=20 realized to his surprise that Sarek had leaned back into him=20 slightly. Sarek continued, "You seem to be one of my last connections to that=20 life. One of the few I can talk to, and yet, I feel perhaps I am=20 taking advantage of your patience and sympathy. You might prefer=20 only my=85physical attentions=85which I would certainly understand and=20 welcome." Kirk felt his heart squeeze at Sarek's loneliness and pain and at=20 the risk Sarek took to find solace with him, especially after how=20 Kirk had treated him last. Kirk leaned back into him and=20 straightened his hand so the back of it brushed Sarek's. "I would=20 prefer both. I would be honored to offer my=85support." He had=20 almost prefaced that with emotional, but realized that might=20 embarrass Sarek. Sarek turned toward him and stared. "You look well," Kirk admitted. He looked fabulous actually, the=20 tan, the slightly longer, ruffled and highlighted hair and braid=20 accentuated the look of his people's warrior past. Kirk could=20 imagine him in leather and felt his breath catch at the thought of=20 perhaps Sarek allowing such.=20 "My last mission. Too much sun; no hair stylists =96 no hair, in fact. Kirk laughed. He reached out tentatively and let the wisp of a=20 braid slip through his fingers. Sarek flushed slightly. "Would `no comment' for that be acceptable=20 for now?" Kirk was intrigued. Not only had Sarek implied a less than logical=20 excuse for the braid, but also that they would definitely see each=20 other again. He wondered where the possessive Immortal had=20 disappeared to for so long, imagined her running about panic- stricken looking for Sarek, and smiled at the thought. Kirk raised=20 his eyebrows. "That color suits you."=20 Sarek caught his eye, likely realizing that Kirk knew it was another=20 glitch in his usual appearance. "I will, no doubt, `catch hell' as=20 you Terrans say, for it as soon as a holo reaches T'Pau."=20 Kirk continued to stare at him, expecting more. Sarek caught his eye and allowed a ghost of a smile as he turned=20 back to watch the dancers. "It is the same color as the dress Amanda=20 wore when I first danced with her. I had been going through her=20 effects and found it before leaving on my last mission. I had them=20 match the color."=20=20 His voice had grown rough and he looked away, then took a deep=20 breath and, to Kirk's astonishment, reached out for Kirk's hand and=20 held it tight, just as Spock had done after his meld with Vger. "I=20 feel as if I am `grasping at threads' as you Terrans say." His eyes=20 softened. "My logic seems to be eluding me altogether when I even=20 think of her. And I think of her often, still. I can't imagine=20 that I will ever stop. I had grown so used to the touch of her=20 mind, her skin. I feel as if I am losing touch with much more." Kirk could not help but think of Sybok and shudder. Since his=20 death, experts had theorized that his insanity was likely genetic,=20 due to his incredible intelligence that made life too simple for=20 him: that he needed something more complex, ergo his search for God,=20 to keep his interest in living. They had theorized that since Sarek=20 and Princess T'Rea's intelligence quotients were both in the 99.5th=20 percentile for Vulcan, that their child had been an aberration with=20 unparalleled brilliance surpassing his parents. He knew Sarek had to constantly keep his mind occupied with new=20 interests and missions. What if the same fate awaited him? He felt=20 concern now, and a tremendous urge to connect with Sarek again, to=20 dispel this melancholy from him for at least a short time, to feel=20 his skin against his own, to comfort both. He realized that he=20 missed Sarek for much more than the sex. He had missed him as a=20 person he was now very attracted to. In his initial anger at Sarek=20 he had decided there was little of Sarek in his son but appearance.=20=20 Now he realized there was so very much of both parents in Spock, and=20 that they had so much to pass on to him. Sarek started to pull his hand from Kirk, but Kirk held it tight.=20=20 He leaned closer and reached for Sarek's chin. As Sarek felt Kirk=20 reach for him, both telepathically and physically, he turned toward=20 him. Kirk pulled him against him and caught Sarek's full lips with=20 his. He reached behind his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss.=20=20 Sarek moaned softly and Kirk felt the length of Sarek's body press=20 into him, felt his breathing accelerate, felt the Vulcan's erection=20 harden against his own. A string of several loud male coughs could be heard along the=20 balcony as if in warning. Footsteps approached; branches rustled.=20=20 They broke off the kiss and stepped apart.=20=20 "Sarek?" A soft feminine voice called out. Kirk's stomach fell; it was the Immortal beauty come to claim her=20 prize from him. She stepped into the cave of brush and looked taken=20 aback. Sarek did not turn toward her. Kirk wondered if he was=20 trying to compose his expression, and thought that odd since it=20 seemed he should know her intimately. Perhaps he was hiding his=20 erection, Kirk realized, but the shadows should conceal that anyway=85 "I asked you not to come," Sarek stated flatly, his back still to=20 her. The woman glared at Kirk. "Do you mind?" Kirk started to leave. "No," Sarek said. "If anyone should leave, it is you." Kirk was surprised at Sarek's cool, almost emotionless, tone. Kirk=20 remembered that same tone used against him more than once. It had=20 brought chills even being only an acquaintance as he had been then.=20=20 What would that tone feel like to one he had been intimate with?=20=20 Cutting, certainly. Sarek turned to face the woman now, his face a stony mask. "Why are=20 you here?" She looked taken aback at that. "I had thought we could talk." Sarek's eyebrows lifted. "I had thought I could trust you." "Sarek," she stepped close, reached for him. He pulled back. "Do not touch me." His tone was icy now. Kirk noticed that her eyes glimmered with unshed tears. He looked=20 back over the balustrade to give them some privacy. She seemed to notice the color he wore and, from her tone, perhaps=20 its significance. "That blue." "I honor my late wife," he said. "A woman you could never replace.=20=20 Though I had not even considered such, I surely would never now." "You cold bastard!" she screamed. "I gave myself to you! Sated you=20 endlessly!" Sarek's voice stayed low and threatening and his features tightened=20 in obvious anger. "I was always clear about my intentions. Still,=20 you betrayed me. I only hope that I discovered this before you=20 could leverage a child against me. Would you dispute that that was=20 your intention after what I found?" His tone had an edge of danger=20 but mocking at the same time. "Perhaps I should have hired someone=20 for my needs." Kirk's mouth dropped open at both the revelation and the scathing=20 insult, and what it might cost him. She slapped Sarek with such force that Kirk jumped, sure most of=20 balcony heard it. Kirk twisted about in case she meant to hurt=20 Sarek again and saw a tear roll down her cheek. "I could have made=20 you so happy." She spun about and stormed off. "Doubtful," he said resignedly, more to himself than anyone else. Kirk tried to squelch his smile.=20=20 "That was not a `clean break' as you would call it," Sarek said=20 quietly. "At least we weren't in the middle of the ballroom." He reached=20 over to Sarek's cheek and eyed it clinically. "You're going to have=20 a nasty bruise." There would not be time for even a light healing=20 trance to mask it. Sarek closed his eyes, "And several thousand images of it all over=20 the galaxy by daybreak. This is exactly what I had hoped to avoid." "If it helps any," Kirk said, "it's the oldest story in the book.=20=20 How did you find out?" He assumed she had made Sarek believe she=20 was temporarily sterilized to avoid pregnancy, as most impregnable=20 beings were in this day and age, to keep their choices and ability=20 to plan accordingly. "Someone with `another agenda' came upon confidential medical=20 files," Sarek said. "She had specifically requested to reverse the=20 procedure she had assured me she had undergone, only weeks after we=20 had met." "Ouch," Kirk said. He had to wonder if they had then had=20 unprotected sex for as many months until he discovered the=20 deception. Vulcans were not well-versed in birth control; he=20 doubted Sarek had ever used such. Pregnancy then was a possibility;=20 Sarek would have many stressful months until he could be sure that=20 she wasn't carrying his child, not to mention the possibility that=20 she might have preserved some of his sperm. If she deceived him in=20 the first place, it was a possibility she would still attempt to=20 trap him. If she decided to get pregnant by another soon after, he=20 would have to request a paternity test, or deal with blackmail to=20 keep the mere possibility of his paternity from the media. "The advantage of a same sex partner," Kirk said, "at least for the=20 Human and Vulcan species." Immortals, unfortunately, could be=20 impregnated by either. Sarek eyes lit at that. "That is true." He turned and traced=20 Kirk's jaw, and then his lips with his finger, his eyes darkening=20 with passion. "She was a mistake. I had tried to be honorable and=20 forthright, but it made no difference. Lessons in trust can be=20 expensive. Were you able to deceive me in such a way, James, I know=20 that you wouldn't." With this, Kirk remembered the holo-cam he had=20 imagined in his ceiling during their last and only rendezvous, and=20 blushed, but that was merely for replaying holo-vid for his own=20 benefit, and he had never *seriously* considered it. Kirk appreciated the compliment; though he wasn't sure he deserved=20 such trust after even his obvious actions in their last interlude.=20=20 He wanted this Vulcan again, but felt a strong warmth now toward him=20 that matched his sexual attraction. He slipped his hand behind=20 Sarek's neck and pulled him to his lips. He kissed Sarek deeply=20 until he heard that soft moan once again. His hand veered to=20 Sarek's pants and he quickly unfastened them and thrust his hand=20 inside to his erection and began to stroke it, eliciting another=20 moan. He planted kisses about Sarek's neck and ear, feeling Sarek's=20 accelerated breathing heating his face and neck. "James, I have missed this." A new voice interrupted them. "My, but you're a popular flavor=20 tonight, Sarek." Sarek jerked away, saying something under his breath that sounded=20 like a Vulcan curse. The interruptions, always when Sarek had just=20 become aroused, might have been amusing, if they weren't risky and=20 embarrassing for them both. Kirk tried to surreptitiously refasten Sarek's pants under the cover=20 of the shadows. "Too late, Admiral. I already saw your hand in there. And I've=20 seen it all anyway." Kirk realized it was the large, handsome man he had interrupted=20 Sarek with before their last interlude. The man had appeared to be=20 threatening Sarek, almost pinned him against the wall. But Sarek=20 had clarified that he had been a lover, but never made clear who he=20 was. The man was glaring at them as Sarek refastened his pants for=20 what looked to be another battle. "Celibacy might prove safer for you, Ambassador," the man said, "or=20 masturbating in your suite at the embassy." "How dare you!" Kirk glowered at this man. "How dare I?" the man asked. Sarek shook his head. "James, please." The man turned on Sarek. "You think I'll let him fuck you out here,=20 if you wouldn't let me?" Kirk faced him and straightened to eliminate some of the disparity=20 in their height. "I don't think you have any say in the matter," he=20 said, thinking the two of them must outrank this obviously younger=20 man. "James," Sarek had raised his voice so that Kirk turned toward him,=20 surprised. His voice softened immediately, "You will make this=20 worse." "He has no authority over you." Kirk guessed. "Or me, for that=20 matter." "But I do," the man said, sneering. "I get to tell everyone what=20 they can and can't do." He smiled. "And so, unless I can have=20 some, I'd say you can't have yours up this nice Vulcan ass tonight." Kirk stared open-mouthed at the disrespect toward the top Federation=20 diplomat. "Have you lost your mind?" He looked at Sarek, awaiting=20 the fury he would have expected from the man with the famed temper. Sarek looked Kirk in the eye. "This is John Whitmore." Kirk's mind wrestled with that name that sounded so awfully familiar. "Head of Federation Security," Sarek added dully. "He has every=20 authority, over even the President, if he merely says security is=20 compromised." "I might have saved you an unwanted, and should I say lifetime,=20 marriage, Ambassador," Whitmore smirked. Kirk surmised he was referring to the Immortal. "We've got some vials of preserved=85biological material=85we've=20 confiscated that you might want destroyed or delivered to a safer=20 location." Kirk noticed Sarek pale at that. "That was thorough of you, Mr.=20 Whitmore. I appreciate that." So she had planned to trap him still. Kirk felt dread at how=20 vulnerable Sarek had been in trusting her. But he also felt=20 suspicious of Whitmore. Had he been involved in the whole scheme or=20 merely vigilant to keep a lover free for his own attentions? "With your family's status, your position, and citizenship, I'm sure=20 you do." Whitmore's stare at Sarek chilled. "Of course, we should=20 bring her up on charges." Kirk jerked at that. There would be a media frenzy, a serious=20 impact on Sarek's effectiveness in his position, and reason for=20 T'Pau to remove him, not to mention the humiliation Sarek would=20 surely suffer. It was a threat worth taking seriously. Whitmore stepped closer to Sarek. "Let me try a nicer avenue -- you=20 have been threatened by an unknown assailant." He smiled ruefully. "So you say," Sarek said coldly. "This gives me certain powers to rein you in, or should I say to=20 rein in your libido, sir." Whitmore sneered. Kirk started to wonder if all of the recent assassination target=20 intelligence had been created by Whitmore to give him control over=20 Sarek. He had heard of Whitmore's brilliance and cunning. With=20 this kind of manipulation, he would make for a dangerous adversary. Whitmore smiled as he reached and began unfastening Sarek's=20 jacket. "Oh, Ambassador, I wouldn't even have to make that up. You=20 get threats each and every day. It is just a matter of how we rank=20 those threats, and it can sometimes be a little=85arbitrary, shall we=20 say." His smile widened as he spread Sarek's jacket open and=20 started to unbutton the silk shirt underneath. He slipped his hand=20 under the fabric, caressing Sarek's chest. Kirk closed his eyes at that. Of the three lovers of Sarek's that=20 Kirk knew about now, it appeared that two would be serious=20 mistakes. Sarek had worked himself between a rock and a hard place=20 and Kirk was unable to help. The man yanked Sarek's shirt apart and=20 started to tease his nipples. Sarek closed his eyes. But there was=20 certainly more going on here. The Sarek he knew would have more=20 likely tossed this galut over the balcony than put up with this=20 seeming domination and humiliation. "I can have guards all over you, wherever you try to go with the=20 Admiral. I can have them raid even the Admiral's apartment at the=20 most inconvenient time. I could see the hunger in your eyes for=20 him. Mr. Ambassador, did he fuck you that well?" Kirk had expected difficulties, but this one had grown teeth. This=20 appeared personal between Sarek and Whitmore, and it seemed that=20 Kirk happened to be the bone of contention. He wondered if Whitmore=20 were jealous, if perhaps he wanted Sarek as more than a casual=20 lover, or perhaps felt bested, or even replaced. Whitmore leaned down and started licking Sarek's nipples,=20 positioned, Kirk noticed, so the admiral could see exactly what he=20 was doing. Kirk looked away. He couldn't understand why Sarek, of=20 all men, was allowing Whitmore to treat him so. Bizarrely, Sarek almost smiled at Whitmore. "Name your terms." "You know what I want," he said angrily. "How could you give it to=20 Peanut here and not to me?" "Peanut!" Kirk was livid. Head of Federation Security or not, he=20 was going to break some body part for that. "Kroykah!" Sarek all but yelled. The other men froze. "Show him respect or I will not negotiate," Sarek threatened in a=20 low voice. To Kirk's surprise, Whitmore turned to Kirk. "I'm sorry," he=20 said. "That was uncalled for." He looked back at Sarek. "I have=20 honor at least, unlike that minx that was climbing all over you =85but=20 after all I've done for you. I could have left her to her plans,=20 left her with your `material.'" Kirk was beginning to wonder who was actually in charge; it was=20 getting a little twisted, even for him. But he was actually=20 enjoying what Whitmore was negotiating for, and that Sarek didn't=20 seem so entirely set against. He wondered if it was the power play=20 that was the ultimate turn on, because it was getting him hot. He=20 had worried that Sarek might notice and feel betrayed, if not=20 horrified, by Kirk's erection, but he also noticed Sarek's and=20 Whitmore's erections now. A long stare off ensued between Sarek and Whitmore. Sarek then=20 looked toward the end of the cave as if another might enter. "This=20 end of the balcony has been sealed off temporarily," Whitmore said. Sarek nodded. They had seemed to come to an understanding. Kirk was still a little confused, though the pieces had started to=20 fall into place. The power play seemed integral to Sarek's=20 excitement. Kirk remembered clearly the power play between he and=20 Sarek six months back, and how it had led to fireworks. "I'm first," Whitmore said as he reached to unfasten Sarek's pants=20 for the third time in less than twenty minutes. "I just want a ride=20 then a taste and then you two can do what you please, wherever." With that he glared at Kirk, and Kirk looked at Sarek, who looked at=20 Kirk eyebrows raised in askance, likely to gauge his comfort level. "You two decide," Kirk said, hoping they didn't notice his now=20 bulging pants. But Sarek did, his eyes scanning the bulge. "It would seem=20 you're `game' then, Admiral. Perhaps you might enjoy watching=20 before we attend to each other after?" Sarek raised an eyebrow and=20 licked his lips. Kirk grimaced and flushed, realizing the thought had excited him. Sarek brushed his hand across Kirk's bulge and said softly, "You'll=20 save this for me, I presume?" Kirk swallowed and felt his erection jump at the unexpected=20 flirtation. He wondered if it were some consolation for his being=20 trapped in this weird threesome, but he wasn't about to protest what=20 sounded too much like fantasy. Sarek stepped to the balustrade. Whitmore smiled and pressed Sarek over the top none too gently and=20 held him by the neck as he yanked Sarek's pants down exposing his=20 smooth, flawless rounded buttocks in the soft light, then Whitmore's=20 pants dropped. "Oh, God," he said, his excitement clear in his=20 voice. Kirk leaned next to Sarek and peered over to make sure no one below=20 noticed anything. If they looked in their direction they would=20 likely faintly see Sarek's head bowed and arms gripping the=20 balustrade's edge, with Whitmore above him. If they looked long=20 enough, and watched the rhythm of their movements it would probably=20 be clear what was going on, especially if either were vocal, which=20 Kirk knew Sarek could be, from their last encounter. Doubtless=20 though, Kirk surmised, Sarek would exercise enough control in public=20 not to give them away. Kirk saw Sarek breathe deeply as he closed his eyes. Kirk watched=20 Whitmore shift himself to reach between Sarek's legs and tease=20 him. "Oh, what a beautiful ass you've got, Ambassador, nice thighs,=20 and beautiful, velvety balls. I'm not used to seeing this side of=20 you." He laughed at his weak joke. With that, Kirk realized that=20 Whitmore had actually negotiated payment from Sarek to be able to=20 have Kirk. Sarek had never let Whitmore take him this way before,=20 as Kirk had thought. Kirk realized he felt both guilt and=20 excitement at the thought that Sarek had allowed Kirk to be the=20 first, and now submitted to this man also, so that he could have=20 Kirk later. Whitmore stroked Sarek's penis roughly, collecting some of the=20 natural lubricant the Vulcan biology allowed and pressed it between=20 his ass cheeks as he began to pump his finger inside. "You're so=20 hot inside, Ambassador." His voice was rich with excitement as he=20 started to pump two fingers in more roughly. "I do actually have business to attend to tonight, if you don't=20 mind," Sarek said, but the tone was only semi-serious. Whitmore sighed. "So a quickie then? I hope you're ready." Whitmore's erection was quite large, and Kirk swallowed as he thrust=20 it in without any more preamble. Sarek gasped and braced himself as=20 the man pounded into him as he gripped Sarek's hips. Kirk was=20 concerned that he would harm Sarek with his roughness and was about=20 to warn Whitmore when Sarek began to thrust back into Whitmore and=20 groan softly in his excitement. The slapping of flesh was loud=20 enough that Kirk grew nervous, but also excited by the animalistic=20 fucking he watched. Whitmore and Sarek continued their thrusts into each other fiercely=20 until Whitmore stiffened, rammed himself in and threw his head back,=20 sucking ferociously at the damp, cool air. "Jesus-almighty-Jezebel!=20=20 He gasped several times to catch his breath. "That was as intense=20 as I'd hoped. To fuck you again, Sarek, I'll do anything you ask." "I'll take that under consideration," Sarek said, deadpan, as=20 Whitmore slipped his softened penis out of him. Sarek turned, flushed with excitement, fully intent on Whitmore now=20 kneeling in front of him. Kirk noticed Sarek's breathing was rapid=20 and shallow and his erection was as big as he'd ever seen it. He=20 felt a little embarrassed by how excited it was getting him as he=20 had watched Sarek being taken and watching the lust and ecstasy play=20 on their faces. He imagined what he wanted to do with Sarek himself. Sarek leaned his head back and closed his eyes as Whitmore licked=20 and sucked his penis. Kirk could see his breathing accelerate even=20 more as his body shivered. A slight moan sounded deep in his=20 throat, then he gasped and gripped the balustrade as Whitmore took=20 most of him into his mouth and sucked greedily. Sarek's hips thrust=20 helplessly as his body shook. His mouth opened gasping at the air,=20 then his head lowered and his eyes opened in slits to watch Whitmore=20 who seemed quite practiced on the man he worked on. This certainly=20 was not the first time he fellated Sarek. Kirk wondered if it=20 excited Sarek further to have Kirk watching. "Are you enjoying this, Admiral?" Sarek asked, huskily. Kirk was too intent on shifting his eyes from the act to Sarek's=20 expression like following some bizarre tennis match, to form much of=20 an opinion. "Uh, yeah=85," he murmured distractedly.=20 Another moan, a little louder, escaped Sarek, as his head lolled=20 back and his eyes slipped closed. Kirk tore his eyes from the=20 erotic scene and glanced about, but nobody had seemed to notice.=20=20 Sarek's fingers wove through Whitmore's hair as he pulled him faster=20 and harder. Whitmore grasped Sarek's ass tightly and drove his=20 mouth rapidly and viciously, as Sarek now curled forward and=20 gasped. Kirk saw Sarek's hands tighten in Whitmore's hair as an=20 obvious lengthened moan of orgasm shook him. He held Whitmore in=20 position a few moments longer as his body jerked a few times. His=20 breathing slowed as the man milked the last of the Vulcan's cum from=20 him. Whitmore gave Sarek a few last licks and smiled up at=20 him. "Your graciousness is only exceeded by your accommodating=20 ways." "Accommodation can have its positive aspects," Sarek said breathily. Whitmore adjusted his clothes and saluted Kirk with a=20 smile. "You're up, Admiral." He turned and stepped away. "Be=20 careful, Ambassador, assassins are always lurking about." He=20 laughed as he exited through the bushes. Sarek had closed his eyes and seemed to be sucking at the dampening=20 air. Kirk stared at the ambassador, leaning back against the=20 balustrade, his pants around his ankles and penis dangling in the=20 cool air. He still shuddered from his climax every now and then,=20 his eyes still a little unfocused, but his penis was already perking=20 up in another erection. Kirk shivered slightly, and then wondered=20 how cold Sarek must be as his breath slipped from him in little=20 clouds of condensation. Sarek seemed to notice Kirk's reticence. "If you've lost interest=85" "God, no," Kirk said smiling at the half-naked and flushed Vulcan,=20 whose finery looked a bit rumpled from Whitmore's ravaging of=20 him. "Just concerned. It's likely a bit cold out here for you." Sarek stared at him. "Then you will have to warm me up, Admiral."=20=20 He turned and leaned over the balustrade again and pressed his=20 buttocks out invitingly. Kirk stepped up and dropped his pants. That they were at a formal=20 reception and only yards from others revved him so that he had to=20 calm himself. He poised himself behind Sarek and paused to run his=20 hands over the beautiful skin =96 the fine ass, tight thighs, well- defined back muscles, glimmering in the moonlight. "James, I can avail my body for a detailed inspection later.=20=20 Please." Kirk smiled at Sarek's frustration, but paused a moment longer for=20 full effect. "So you'll come home with me again tonight?" He=20 wanted another night with Sarek, and realized he wanted much more=20 than sex from him. He wanted to be close to him, to get to know him=20 better, though the sex would certainly be very welcome. He felt=20 concerned for Sarek, more so than he ever had. He just couldn't put=20 his finger on exactly why. "Yes," Sarek said. "I had hoped to spend more time with you, also.=20=20 I will need to spend another hour here first, after we finish, that=20 is." Kirk mumbled agreement to that as he entered Sarek and felt the=20 man's buttocks and thighs flexing as he took him and pushed back.=20=20 He tried not to think of what was lubricating his entry. They were=20 both already too hot and just gave in to their impulses to thrust=20 with abandon. As Kirk felt more than heard Sarek's groans of=20 pleasure. He reached for Sarek's erection and started to pump him=20 fast and hard with his hand. Sarek stiffened and shivered at the additional stimulation, and=20 quickly tightened all over and moaned as he came in Kirk's hand.=20=20 Kirk thrust his last, excited by Sarek's climax, and came inside=20 him. Kirk finally realized a use for the many damp cocktail napkins=20 left about as he wiped his hand with several. They put themselves back in order, and Kirk noticed Sarek watching=20 him, almost shyly; a strange though brief sight. Kirk stepped=20 close, kissed him and wrapped his arms around him. Sarek returned=20 the kiss, but seemed a little distracted. Kirk broke off the kiss,=20 and pulled away slightly. Sarek's knees faltered a moment and Kirk=20 grabbed him. "Sarek?" His heart leapt into his throat remembering=20 Sarek's collapse on the Enterprise with a heart attack on the=20 journey to Babel. But he locked his knees as quickly and seemed to=20 regain his poise, though he looked a little surprised. "I am somewhat fatigued," he said. Kirk looked him in the eye, long enough to catch Sarek's return=20 gaze. "I've never known you to be that fatigued, at least not in=20 public." He felt concern, but realized from past experience that he=20 would have to navigate these waters cleverly to get any useful=20 information out of him. "Perhaps you should give your pardons and=20 get some rest instead. I'll drive you to my place." Sarek almost smiled at that. "Neglecting my duties to lengthen a=20 night of debauchery, James? Surely you remember that I am still=20 Vulcan." "And what would a Vulcan be if not married to duty. Or a Starfleet=20 officer, need I remind you." He frowned and blushed at the possible=20 double meaning. Fortunately, Sarek didn't comment. Sarek watched him still, as if watching a child who wanted the whole=20 box of cookies. Kirk leveled a stare at Sarek. "I am concerned about your health,=20 sir. I am familiar with what it takes to make a Vulcan rest, plenty=20 of practice with your son, and=85" Kirk's voice softened. "I realize=20 that your long-time protector," here Sarek looked away, "is no=20 longer=85available." Kirk continued, "I think you need rest much more than=85recreation,=20 and I plan to nurse you back to health regardless of any sacrifices=20 I must make." It was Friday night after all, and though Vulcans may=20 work weekends, Sarek was in no condition to, Kirk decided. And Kirk=20 could take a weekend off when he wanted. Sarek stared at him, his eyes clouded again. "You do not need to=20 protect or nurse me, James." "Perhaps I do, if only for tonight." "I will not impose on you in this way. You are neither my mother=20 nor my wife." Kirk eyes softened at that. "And you have always had one or the=20 other, haven't you, until now. I want to do this for you." Sarek looked confused at first, and then a strange, almost wondrous=20 look alighted. He blinked a few times as if struggling with=20 something so unexpected. "You would not be harboring my wife's=20 angel on your shoulder, would you?" His eyes glimmered with warmth=20 and humor. "If that is the case," the admiral said, "then I must have her devil=20 on my other." He waggled his eyebrows at Sarek as he scanned his=20 body with a lurid smile. Sarek smiled softly at that. "She did have that, too. I will come=20 with you, James, but only if it does not inconvenience you." ---ooOoo--- ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. 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