Title: Spock's Brain & Other Body Parts
Author: Vanasati (Vanasati@aol.com)
Series: TOS
Rating: NC-17
Codes: K/S
Notes: Bad Title Challenge
Title taken from Kira's (and her husband's) Bad Titles

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SPOCK'S BRAIN & OTHER BODY PARTS
BY VANASATI

"The power flux package needs to be installed right here into the matrix ..."

I love Spock's brain. Here, the new component to better our warp drive arrives and immediately he understands how it works and is attempting to explain it to me.

I tune out the actual words and just listen to his voice. I love Spock's voice too. So deep and smooth and rich - like dark chocolate.

Ah.

Maybe it is not so wise to think about my reaction to Spock's voice right now. I try to concentrate on his speech again.

"... but not before you have completely immobilized the flux flow...."

Hmmmm. It would be absolutely delicious to immobilize Spock's hands. Have I mentioned that I love Spock's hands? The long elegant fingers, the graceful movements, and the warmth when he touches me.... They would look so good with the black leather restraints around the wrists, the ones I bought back at Risa last time. The leather is soft, but strong enough to hold his strength in check, the insides are softly padded, so he wouldn't hurt himself should he fight against them. The smell of the leather would combine with the unique scent that is Spock, it would compliment and complete it in a way only leather can.

Then I would be free to explore other parts of his body. Because I love Spock's body. Have I mentioned that?

For example, the strong wiry arms. He would move against the restraints and the tendons would stand out and his muscles would move and flex under the beautiful olive skin.

It would make me want to bite and lick them, and rub my cheeks over the fine hairs on his forearms.

I would proceed to his chest. Can you imagine, I love his chest. Those wiry dark hairs that cover his torso, they make me want to rub my face into them too. I would play hide and seek with his small, dark nipples until they would harden and rise to meet my mouth.

God. I need to concentrate.

"... You need to be careful to unscramble the power nazelles before you can impale the package though, and ....."

Oooh. I have no idea what I want more, me to impale him, or him to impale me. Maybe I would proceed to lick him first, his gorgeous dick, velvet smoothness on steel, and his balls, soft and crinkly and downy.

His legs would surround my body while in this position, I could feel them embrace my lower back. He would press his heels into the back of my thighs.

I love Spock's legs. They're long and strong and graceful, just like the rest of him, the muscles of his thighs and calves would be hard under my fingers, but the skin would be so soft and covered with downy/coarse hair.

I think I have a thing about Spock's hair too. I just want to rub my face all over him, and my hands too. The glossy, thick strands on his head make me want to muss them, run my fingers through them and - yes, hide my face in them.

I love Spock's hair.

But where was I? Oh right, between his legs. I would slide my hands around and cup his ass. And what a fine ass that is, round and firm and just right to bury my dick into. I can't imagine a better place for it to be.

And being there I would look up into his face. He would watch me with those dark eyes and would know it all. And I would stretch to meet his lips with my own, cover them with a kiss, sweet and fierce and oh - how I love his lips.

And then I would proceed to kiss his chin and nose and eyelids, his cheekbones, every inch of his beautiful face.

And he would make noises for me, moans and sighs and whispers and cries and I would be enchanted by them.

"Captain?"

I love his voice. I did say that already, didn't I?

"Jim?"

Oh.

Now he looks at me all concerned and I stand here immobile and gaping like a fool.

"Jim, are you all right? You look ... flushed."

Yes. I can imagine. You have no idea what I just daydreamed, right here in my quarters with you right in front of me.

I try to breath deeply and find some semblance of control.

His warm hand rests against my forehead. I gasp.

"Jim...." he says again and my hand rises and clasps his and he falls silent.

"I love you," I say, and my voice sounds scratchy and deep.

His eyes widen.

"I do," I whisper, holding his gaze and willing him to *see*. "I love you, Spock."

My fingers stroke along and between his, and he inhales sharply.

Heat shoots through me and I start to tremble.

His other hand comes up and hovers over my meld points. His eyes are searching, asking permission and I nod.

Then there are hot fingertips on my face and I have to close my eyes.

"My mind to your mind..." he whispers and his voice is hoarse and scratchy too.

"Oh ..." he says.

I nod again. Yes, Spock. Exactly.

The scene I just imagined is still vivid in my mind and alive in my body. But then, the scene changes and it's me on the bed, restraints around my wrists, and Spock .... ohgod, I feel Spock licking me, everywhere.

I open my eyes and I shiver all over. I am alive with want and need and - and love.

And Spock is - smiling. Smiling at me.

"Jim," he whispers.

And I lean forward and kiss him.

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The End.