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The Love of a Lifetime, August 22, 2018

He found Ronan in the bedroom talking to Father. He became instantly concerned when he saw that Father looked a little confused. He exchanged a quick look with Ronan.

“I’ll be right back. Going to go to the bathroom,” Ronan said. He stopped and squeezed Suvoc’s arm as he went past.

“Are you well, Father?”

Father scrunched up his face. “Who was that?”

Heart sinking, Suvoc forced himself to remain calm. “My husband, Ronan. You met him a short time ago.”

“Oh.”

“It is all right, Father. You will get to know him better over tea. Sa-Mekh is making some.”

“Spock?”

“Yes, Father.”

Suddenly Father looked scared. “Where-where is he? Where’s Spock? Spock!”

“Father—”

“I don’t-I don’t-Spock! Spock!”

Sa-Mekh appeared and hurried over to Father, grabbing him by the biceps and looking straight into his face. “I am here, ashal-veh. You are not alone.” He glanced briefly at Suvoc. “Please finish the tea for me.”

“Sa-Mekh—”

“All will be well. Go.”

Suvoc went out to the kitchen where Ronan waited. He went instantly to his mate who embraced him. “He’s definitely worse.”

“I know. We will take him to the healers, e’lev.”

“Yes,” Suvoc agreed. “Soon.” And he prepared the tea.

 

E’lev = Romulan for My Love

The Love of a Lifetime, August 17, 2018

Ronan walked close beside him for which Suvoc was grateful. For some reason, Suvoc had anticipated Father would be the difficult one rather than Sa-Mekh.

The trip to their apartment was fraught with silence from Sa-Mekh but Ronan kept up chatter with Father.

Once in the apartment, Father said, “Well, let’s get you settled in your room—”

“Suvoc, a word, please.”

He stiffened and looked regretfully in Father and Ronan’s direction. At the moment, Ronan was trying not to look at either Suvoc or his Sa-Mekh, and Suvoc could hardly blame him.

“Spock, you’re being rude,” Father said pointedly.

“No, Father. It is all right. Please show my mate to our room.”

Suvoc turned to Sa-Mekh as soon as Father and Ronan were out of earshot. “You wished to converse?”

“This bonding was…sudden.”

“Quite. In human terms, we eloped,” he replied, as stiff as Sa-Mekh.

“Very recently?”

“Affirmative. I…it was my time and Ronan…” Suvoc shook his head, aware he was becoming embarrassed.

“Your time? I was not made aware.”

“As there was nothing you could do about it, there was no requirement to notify you,” Suvoc snapped. He straightened. “Please. There is no reason for objection to Ronan.”

Sa-Mekh looked as though he would argue, but then nodded. “As it was sudden due to your…Pon Farr, that is the way of things.” He turned toward the kitchen. “I will prepare tea while you get settled.”

Suvoc bowed. “As you wish.”

 

The Love of a Lifetime, August 11, 2018

Suvoc walked nervously forward. Now he doubted the wisdom of keeping the important information from his parents. He felt the comfort and security from Ronan and was gratified.

“Father,” Suvoc said as he stopped before them. He pulled Father into an embrace, pleased when arms came around to hold him back. He released Father to turn to Sa-Mekh, preparing his fingers for the ta’al, but Sa-Mekh pulled him close as well.

“Who is this?” Sa-Mekh asked next to Suvoc’s ear.

Suvoc stepped back and next to Ronan. “This is Ronan, my mate.”

“Mate?” Sa-Mekh’s eyebrow shot up. “You are bonded?”

“Affirmative.”

“Sirs,” Ronan spoke up. “It is my honor to meet you.”

Father eyed Suvoc’s mate. “You are Human?”

Ronan smiled. “Yes and no. I am half.”

Sa-Mekh’s brows furrowed. “You are not Vulcan.”

“Also yes and no. I am quarter Vulcan.”

“And the other?”

“Sa-Mekh.”

“Romulan, actually.” Ronan continued to smile. Suvoc liked his smile.

“Why were we not alerted to your intention to bond?” Sa-Mekh demanded.

“Spock,” Father said, softly. Spock immediately seemed to relax the ire he had been directing toward Suvoc and Ronan. “Why don’t we head home and you can conduct the Inquisition there?”

“I…yes. Very well.” Sa-Mekh turned. He gestured. “The hover car is this way.”

As Sa-Mekh moved to head in that direction, Suvoc mouthed the word, “Thank you” at Father, who smiled.

The Love of a Lifetime, August 10, 2018

Suvoc supposed it had really been too long since he’d seen his two fathers. But he had been busy on New Vulcan. His duties there as an instructor at the VSA were extensive and he hoped in a year or two to receive the promotion to head instructor at the school. He was getting ahead of himself, he knew. There were other candidates who were fully Vulcan.

He’d kept in touch with Sa-Mekh of course on Father’s worsening condition, which was, of course, why he was here. He’d been talking to Vulcan mind healers. And now, he needed to speak with Father.

They were waiting for him as he stepped off the shuttle ramp and for a moment, emotion overwhelmed him. They both looked frail and vulnerable compared to when he’d last seen them. Sa-Mekh should have many years ahead of him, still, and yet having to care for Father in his current condition was quite clearly having its effect on Sa-Mekh. He looked…frazzled. Not a good look on a Vulcan.

And Father. He was smiling but it was faint and there was just the touch of vacancy in those familiar blue eyes.

Suvoc steeled himself. He could show nothing to Father that indicated his despondency. He was here for Father…and Sa-Mekh. He must maintain strength at all costs.

He turned to the man coming down the ramp behind him.

“That’s them, I take it?”

“Yes. I…”

“Relax. If anyone can accept me, it is them,” Ronan said. “Shall we?”

“Indeed. Come.”

The Love of a Lifetime, August 07, 2018

I tensed, expecting his rejection. For a moment he simply stared at me. My heart was beating fast.

Then he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. I felt the touch of his tongue pressing against the seam of my lips and I parted them to allow him entry.

After a while, I pushed gently away from him, my gaze seeking his.

“Yes?”

His answer was to unbutton the pajama shirt I wore, which sped up my heart beat even more. Filled with joy I had not felt in a long time, I helped him with the removal of my clothes and then his, sliding his robe from his shoulders and exposing his bare skin everywhere.

He reached for the lubricant and prepared me with his usual expertise.

“Remember our first time?”

“I remember every time,” he assured me, kissing me, and gently pushing into me. He stopped for a moment, his dark eyes intense. “Do you?”

I smiled. “It was right after that Orion bitch tried to abduct me again.”

His relief and love flooded our bond and he began to thrust inside me with an aching slowness, but they were powerful and deep.

He put his hand on my face, spreading his fingers across my face. His other hand grasped my erection, curling around the shaft and pumping me.

“Spock,” I groaned.

It was incredible and it had been so long that neither of us could last long.

“T’hy’la.”

I felt him shake and shudder inside me, releasing his fluid inside me and soon I had cum, too, coating his hand and my stomach.

He moved off the bed then, returning with a warm, damp cloth to clean us. Then he helped me back into my pajamas before redressing himself.

“Thank you,” I murmured as he drew me close.

“You do not need to thank me for making love to you, adun. It is always my great pleasure.”

I nodded and closed my eyes, feeling very tired and sated.

“Yes, darling. Sleep. It is a big day tomorrow.”

The Love of a Lifetime, 07/31/2018

Later in bed, I watched Spock meditate in the little area of our bedroom he preferred to use in the evening. He had a whole room devoted to it in the rest of the apartment, but at night he preferred to meditate near me, to monitor me I supposed. Though I think that had been the case for a while.

His usual meditation room would have to be changed over to Suvoc’s room for the moment anyway.

I had a book in front of me, pretending to read, because I didn’t get much pleasure out of these days. It was difficult to process and concentrate on the words now and I seldom retained the memory of what I read. I don’t think I fooled Spock either. But in the old days, before all this, when he meditated, I would read.

I loved Spock more each day and I had every day since I met him all those years ago in the…back when I met him. A long time ago.

The Love of a Lifetime, July 24, 2018

“Please.” Spock’s eyes were pleading. “Do not.”

“Spock, baby, I’m not trying to upset you.”

“But you are. Every time you bring this up it pains me greatly. As a Vulcan, you are my mate, my husband, my link to everything, until one of us dies. Asking me to put you away in some cold, stark, lonely place is like asking me cut off a piece of me.”

“I thought Vulcans didn’t do dramatics.”

“Jim. Please. My control is not what it once was and I—”

He turned away but not before I saw that his eyes were filling with tears. And just like that I felt like the biggest asshole in the universe making my Vulcan husband cry.

“Oh, Spock, honey, I’m sorry.” I went to him then, putting my arms around him. He hugged me back fiercely. “You win, babe. We won’t be separated. Ever.”

The Love of a Lifetime, July 20, 2018

And I couldn’t. That was the truth. I just hoped that when he arrived I would remember his name. His face. Sometimes all there was for me was Spock. If I forget Spock, then please just end this.

He was frowning slightly now.

“What?”

“Through the bond, I feel…you are distressed.”

“It’s nothing, Spock. Just a little…unsure. I don’t want to disappoint you or Suvoc.”

“That is impossible.”

“You know what I mean. My-my memory issues.” I sighed. “God I hate this.”

“Whatever happens, I will be with you until the end,” Spock assured me.

“I know and that’s what bothers me.”

“Jim—”

“I know. You don’t want to hear how I’m a burden to you like this. But I am, honey. And we both know it.”

The Love of a Lifetime, July 17, 2018

Spock stared at me in that intense way he had always stared at me. As though he was trying to see into me, not just on the outside, and I had always loved it. I still did. And at least I remembered that much.

“What are you thinking, Adun?”

My smile was more genuine now. I took his hand in mine and curled our fingers together. “How much I love you.”

Those brown eyes warmed. People who bought the emotionless Vulcan stories were fools.

“It cannot compare to my love for you.”

I laughed then. “Want to bet? So when does Suvoc arrive?”

“Tomorrow.” Spock hesitated. “If that is okay.”

“Of course it is. Can’t wait to see him.”

 

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