Fatal Nature
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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
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7,173
Reviews:
13
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One
Fatal Nature
There came a time when the Vulcan’s cool demeanor gave way to the violence inside.
Adult+ M/F,Au/Ar,Violence, Language, MC, Xeno, Death
One
Starfleet Academy Monday
Today would be different Spock told himself as he walked into his classroom that morning. He would not let her scent ruin his train of thought or disrupt the calmness within his body. Pon farr was close and he would prevail against this entity known as Nyota his sanity depended upon him winning this one sided battle. The cadet was oblivious to his torment. She seemed content on pushing his restraint to its breaking point.
Spock walked into his full classroom to find the object of his desire not in her seat at the front of the class.
“Where is Cadet Uhura?” The emotionless voice boomed through the silent class and held everyone’s attention. They knew that this instructor did not tolerate anyone missing his lectures. He would accept no excuse but death.
The complete silence from the assembled students roused the eyebrow of the Vulcan. The dark blue robes swayed in his wake as he walked from the room with determined steps. A low murmur from his students reached his ears as he exited the classroom.She would not miss his class for anything. She was always the first one to appear. There had to be something serious for her to miss his class.
He was halfway to her room when an unexpected rival spotted him.
“Mr. Spock where are we off to this morning.”
This man caused as much chaos within his body, as did Nyota’s scent but for different reasons. The human emotion close enough to describe his feelings towards this male was hate, pure and unfiltered. His name was Captain Will Crogan and Spock could smell his lust when Nyota was around. He had a slight advantage over the Vulcan; he taught self-defense and came into close contact with the young Nyota. Although the computer-generated opponent was sufficient in training, he used every opportunity to touch her.
“I have a missing student that I am retrieving.”
The dark haired thirty something captain chuckled as he began walking beside the taller alien. “Someone wants to defy you. I am intrigued.”
“This does not require your participation.”
Will knew that the Vulcan did not like him and that did not matter. He was a science teacher. He mattered nothing in the larger spectrum of survival. When it came down to life or death defense was the only thing that mattered.
“I am surprised at your coldness towards a fellow instructor. I thought your kind was peaceful perhaps we were wrong.”
“We are peaceful and very capable of defense.”
Will looked over at the half-breed walking beside him. “Perhaps one day we can test that defense in a friendly match.”
There was silence from the Vulcan as he turned down the hallway towards the female side of the housing structure. The increase in the foul smelling lust from the captain surrounded his sensitive nostrils as he stopped before Uhura’s door.
Spock knew that Will walked by here on several occasions. The captain regularly made it a point to escort the women back to their rooms at night under the Vulcan’s watchful eyes. He did not trust this man around Nyota.
Spock rang the bell and waited for a response.The sounds of someone whimpering in pain caused a surge of adrenalin inside the Vulcan. He touched the keypad and telepathically opened the door. The sight of long disheveled black hair framing a beautiful face deformed with pain released even more chemicals into his body.
The sight of Mr. Spock standing there in her doorway brought such relief to Nyota she actually smiled at him even in her pain. She sighed as she leaned heavily on the wall before her as she balanced on her right foot raising her left foot slightly off the ground. She forgot about the very short and revealing white night gown she was wearing all she cared about at that moment was that Mr. Spock was here and everything would be all right.
Her happiness was short lived when captain Will made his presence known and looked inside her room. Nyota’s expression went to one of fear and she began reaching to her left to try to grab the long white robe on the chair.The distance proved too great and she began to fall forward. She expected a hard impact with the ground not the chest of her teacher.
Spock held her firmly with one arm and reached for her robe with the other as Will walked into the room. He placed the robe to her breasts and held it there until Nyota’s hand touched his. He slowly slid his hand away, picked her up bridal style, and walked further into her room towards her bed with Will following. He set her down gently and slowly moved the robe to look at her foot.
Will stared at the skin of Uhura’s leg Spock revealed with desire. He wanted to tend to her alone. What did this teacher know about providing someone with TLC? He was a Vulcan void of emotion.
The ankle was very swollen and slightly red. He heard a painful intake of air from her as he gently touched the puffy skin.
“How long has it been like this?”
Nyota held the robe tightly to her body as she answered him. “It started last night after defense training but I could take it until this morning. I’m sorry I missed your class.”
Spock looked back at her staring at him. She cared more about his class than her injury. “It has not started yet.”
“Well I will tend to her and you can get back to your class.” Will reached out to grab her robe but Spock’s hand clamped down on his wrist with defining power. The self-defense teacher fell to his knees emitting cries of pain as the power from the vulcan increased.
Shock and fear filled Uhura’s body as Will crumpled to the floor. She stared at the hard profile of her teacher in awe of the tremendous power and control he held over the captain. There was no evidence of anger anywhere in his profile.
Spock released Will’s hand and it slumped to the floor beside his body. “As I have said before I do not require your participation.”
Will moaned as he gathered his strength, pulling his legs underneath his body, and raising his upper torso from the floor holding his right wrist. He looked at the black-eyed alien with murder in his eyes.
“What reason do you have for attacking me?” His voice was deep with emotion and pain.
“I was not attacking I was defending.” The calmness of Spock’s voice sent a chill through Uhura. The captain snorted at his response then forced himself to stand and walked from the room.
He was very gentle with the medicine he applied to her ankle and the wrap that followed. Nyota moved the hair from her eyes and then smiled at him when he looked back at her. Her actions caused him to pause in his treatment. He stared at her for a moment trying to reign in his need to touch her innocent mind.He needed to touch her.
She continued to smile at him even when his gaze dipped along the front of her gown to her semi covered breasts. It was strange to her when pinpricks of heat filled her body and she pulled the robe closer concealing her nakedness.Spock slowly turned away from her now lowered face and returned his attention to wrapping her tender foot.
Nyota raised her head once he turned away and thought to break the silence with conversation.
"I did not think it was this bad last night.Captain Crogan would not let me leave. He knows I want to leave his class and this was his punishment."
“He does not want you to leave.”
"Why not I am not the type of student he needs."
Spock faced her after finishing the wrap. The robe lay at her waist and her breasts were free for his gaze. His vision lingered there for a while watching the generous brown globes rise and fall with her rapid breathing because of her anger. The Vulcan slowly raised his gaze to her concerned face.
"You are exactly the type of female he wants."
“That is why I must leave I do not want his special attention.”
Spock's eyes dropped towards her breasts again before he stood and began looking around her room.She needed to be clothed as soon as possible.
“Where is your clothing?”
There were gasps and looks of horror as Spock carried Uhura into his classroom.
“I’m fine.” She smiled at the sad faces trying to console them. Her instructor placed her gently in her chair and then moved towards the front of the room. He acted as if nothing had happened in her room. The battle with captain Crogan never began. Only this class existed to him.
He relaxed somewhat seeing her before him listening and writing his words. The need to be with her was dormant for now but he knew in a few hours it would return. He watched her while she wrote down what she needed and then looked up at him. He did not turn away as he normally would. He stared her down until she turned away with an uncomfortable expression. Spock regained his wandering mind as his gaze roamed down her body. He returned to the lesson. He would have plenty of time to look at her someone had to carry her back to her room after class.
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Thank you for reading I hope you enjoy this beginning. SafeHaven
There came a time when the Vulcan’s cool demeanor gave way to the violence inside.
Adult+ M/F,Au/Ar,Violence, Language, MC, Xeno, Death
One
Starfleet Academy Monday
Today would be different Spock told himself as he walked into his classroom that morning. He would not let her scent ruin his train of thought or disrupt the calmness within his body. Pon farr was close and he would prevail against this entity known as Nyota his sanity depended upon him winning this one sided battle. The cadet was oblivious to his torment. She seemed content on pushing his restraint to its breaking point.
Spock walked into his full classroom to find the object of his desire not in her seat at the front of the class.
“Where is Cadet Uhura?” The emotionless voice boomed through the silent class and held everyone’s attention. They knew that this instructor did not tolerate anyone missing his lectures. He would accept no excuse but death.
The complete silence from the assembled students roused the eyebrow of the Vulcan. The dark blue robes swayed in his wake as he walked from the room with determined steps. A low murmur from his students reached his ears as he exited the classroom.She would not miss his class for anything. She was always the first one to appear. There had to be something serious for her to miss his class.
He was halfway to her room when an unexpected rival spotted him.
“Mr. Spock where are we off to this morning.”
This man caused as much chaos within his body, as did Nyota’s scent but for different reasons. The human emotion close enough to describe his feelings towards this male was hate, pure and unfiltered. His name was Captain Will Crogan and Spock could smell his lust when Nyota was around. He had a slight advantage over the Vulcan; he taught self-defense and came into close contact with the young Nyota. Although the computer-generated opponent was sufficient in training, he used every opportunity to touch her.
“I have a missing student that I am retrieving.”
The dark haired thirty something captain chuckled as he began walking beside the taller alien. “Someone wants to defy you. I am intrigued.”
“This does not require your participation.”
Will knew that the Vulcan did not like him and that did not matter. He was a science teacher. He mattered nothing in the larger spectrum of survival. When it came down to life or death defense was the only thing that mattered.
“I am surprised at your coldness towards a fellow instructor. I thought your kind was peaceful perhaps we were wrong.”
“We are peaceful and very capable of defense.”
Will looked over at the half-breed walking beside him. “Perhaps one day we can test that defense in a friendly match.”
There was silence from the Vulcan as he turned down the hallway towards the female side of the housing structure. The increase in the foul smelling lust from the captain surrounded his sensitive nostrils as he stopped before Uhura’s door.
Spock knew that Will walked by here on several occasions. The captain regularly made it a point to escort the women back to their rooms at night under the Vulcan’s watchful eyes. He did not trust this man around Nyota.
Spock rang the bell and waited for a response.The sounds of someone whimpering in pain caused a surge of adrenalin inside the Vulcan. He touched the keypad and telepathically opened the door. The sight of long disheveled black hair framing a beautiful face deformed with pain released even more chemicals into his body.
The sight of Mr. Spock standing there in her doorway brought such relief to Nyota she actually smiled at him even in her pain. She sighed as she leaned heavily on the wall before her as she balanced on her right foot raising her left foot slightly off the ground. She forgot about the very short and revealing white night gown she was wearing all she cared about at that moment was that Mr. Spock was here and everything would be all right.
Her happiness was short lived when captain Will made his presence known and looked inside her room. Nyota’s expression went to one of fear and she began reaching to her left to try to grab the long white robe on the chair.The distance proved too great and she began to fall forward. She expected a hard impact with the ground not the chest of her teacher.
Spock held her firmly with one arm and reached for her robe with the other as Will walked into the room. He placed the robe to her breasts and held it there until Nyota’s hand touched his. He slowly slid his hand away, picked her up bridal style, and walked further into her room towards her bed with Will following. He set her down gently and slowly moved the robe to look at her foot.
Will stared at the skin of Uhura’s leg Spock revealed with desire. He wanted to tend to her alone. What did this teacher know about providing someone with TLC? He was a Vulcan void of emotion.
The ankle was very swollen and slightly red. He heard a painful intake of air from her as he gently touched the puffy skin.
“How long has it been like this?”
Nyota held the robe tightly to her body as she answered him. “It started last night after defense training but I could take it until this morning. I’m sorry I missed your class.”
Spock looked back at her staring at him. She cared more about his class than her injury. “It has not started yet.”
“Well I will tend to her and you can get back to your class.” Will reached out to grab her robe but Spock’s hand clamped down on his wrist with defining power. The self-defense teacher fell to his knees emitting cries of pain as the power from the vulcan increased.
Shock and fear filled Uhura’s body as Will crumpled to the floor. She stared at the hard profile of her teacher in awe of the tremendous power and control he held over the captain. There was no evidence of anger anywhere in his profile.
Spock released Will’s hand and it slumped to the floor beside his body. “As I have said before I do not require your participation.”
Will moaned as he gathered his strength, pulling his legs underneath his body, and raising his upper torso from the floor holding his right wrist. He looked at the black-eyed alien with murder in his eyes.
“What reason do you have for attacking me?” His voice was deep with emotion and pain.
“I was not attacking I was defending.” The calmness of Spock’s voice sent a chill through Uhura. The captain snorted at his response then forced himself to stand and walked from the room.
He was very gentle with the medicine he applied to her ankle and the wrap that followed. Nyota moved the hair from her eyes and then smiled at him when he looked back at her. Her actions caused him to pause in his treatment. He stared at her for a moment trying to reign in his need to touch her innocent mind.He needed to touch her.
She continued to smile at him even when his gaze dipped along the front of her gown to her semi covered breasts. It was strange to her when pinpricks of heat filled her body and she pulled the robe closer concealing her nakedness.Spock slowly turned away from her now lowered face and returned his attention to wrapping her tender foot.
Nyota raised her head once he turned away and thought to break the silence with conversation.
"I did not think it was this bad last night.Captain Crogan would not let me leave. He knows I want to leave his class and this was his punishment."
“He does not want you to leave.”
"Why not I am not the type of student he needs."
Spock faced her after finishing the wrap. The robe lay at her waist and her breasts were free for his gaze. His vision lingered there for a while watching the generous brown globes rise and fall with her rapid breathing because of her anger. The Vulcan slowly raised his gaze to her concerned face.
"You are exactly the type of female he wants."
“That is why I must leave I do not want his special attention.”
Spock's eyes dropped towards her breasts again before he stood and began looking around her room.She needed to be clothed as soon as possible.
“Where is your clothing?”
There were gasps and looks of horror as Spock carried Uhura into his classroom.
“I’m fine.” She smiled at the sad faces trying to console them. Her instructor placed her gently in her chair and then moved towards the front of the room. He acted as if nothing had happened in her room. The battle with captain Crogan never began. Only this class existed to him.
He relaxed somewhat seeing her before him listening and writing his words. The need to be with her was dormant for now but he knew in a few hours it would return. He watched her while she wrote down what she needed and then looked up at him. He did not turn away as he normally would. He stared her down until she turned away with an uncomfortable expression. Spock regained his wandering mind as his gaze roamed down her body. He returned to the lesson. He would have plenty of time to look at her someone had to carry her back to her room after class.
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Thank you for reading I hope you enjoy this beginning. SafeHaven