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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, August 03 2018

Spock eventually finished meditating and he rose from his mat with a graceful ease I very much envied. Vulcans really were superior.

He turned toward me with a little half smile. “You are staring rather than reading, T’hy’la.”

“Yeah, sorry. Watching you is a lot more interesting.”

I watched him then make his last minute preparations to join me in bed. We weren’t intimate much anymore and I wasn’t even sure why. I wanted to be but I suppose my condition made the appeal of it wane for Spock.

He pulled aside the covers and got in beside me, reaching his fingers out for mine. I touched them.

“Hey, we could…”

“What, Jim?”

I licked my lips. “With Suvoc coming we won’t have any opportunities and I was thinking…” I trailed off, feeling embarrassed.

“You were think?” Spock prompted.

“We could make love.”

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.”

100 Words Continuation, June 26 2018

When Spock next opened his eyes, he was alone in bed.

“Jim?” he questioned loudly. He listened for the sound of the shower. There was nothing.

It was rare these days that his husband rose before him. In the first days of their bond, Jim’s sleep was often interrupted and he’d be up before Spock.

He could hear nothing from the other parts of the apartment.

Throwing back the covers, Spock rose from the bed, already running to the living room and kitchen.

“Jim! Jim!”

The apartment was empty.

Spock’s heart began to pound in panic.

He hurried back to the bedroom to change to go look for Jim. His fear increased when he spotted Jim’s communication device on the table by their bed.

“T’hy’la, where are you?”

OMS Story Update Delayed

Hi folks

For those who are following my OMS 100 Word continuing story, I wanted to advise you that I am skipping this upcoming Friday. It will resume on Tuesday, June 26. I’ll let you know about June 29 next week, as I will be out of town then. I set them up ahead of time so I might get it done.

This week is just swamped with too many other things and stuff swirling around my head that I just can’t get myself to work on that.

Thank you for your understanding!

 

100 Words Continuation, June 19, 2018

 

Jim bit his lip and slowly nodded. “Okay. For now. But it’s not over, Spock.”

Spock said nothing to that. He would not be swayed. Giving up on his bondmate would not be something he would ever do and this was a fight he would win.

“Another donut and more tea or are you ready for bed?”

“Bed.”

Spock assisted Jim in standing as he stood up from the table and walked with him to their bedroom.

“Do you want a shower tonight or in the morning?”

“Morning is fine. Too sleepy.”

Spock helped Jim into the Vulcan sleeping robe he had decided about ten years ago was preferable to his pajamas, then put on his own before joining Jim in their bed.

Spock reached out for Jim’s hand, felt the familiar, welcome warmth. “Goodnight, ashaya.”

“Goodnight, sweetheart.”

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