The Cadet

Ache

We had learned early in Extraterrestrial Reproductive Health that Vulcan's only ever had intercourse to produce young. It was a ritualistic act that often had to be approved by the council. There was nothing really to be said about passion, lust, and least of all love.

So believe me when I say I was shocked by how horny my professor was.

Spock wasted no time lifting me from the counter and taking me to his bedroom, setting me down on the mattress a little rougher than I expected. He asked me about a million times if this was okay and told me to stop him if I needed him to. Honestly, the concern was just as hot as anything else was.

He pressed his body on top of me gently, his hand carefully touching each curve. But his kisses were ferocious, possessive. I gasped as he bit my lip, drawing a little blood as he did so.

"Sorry-" he whispered into my lips, never ceasing for even air. I gripped the back of his neck with my hands as he lowered his kisses to the sensitive areas of my neck. He relieved me of my shirt, revealing my 'sexy' plain black bra. I wrapped my legs around his waist, the friction I found there pleasing to my core. He brought one hand up to grab my thigh, giving it a tight squeeze that I was sure was going to bruise. He bucked his hips slightly, pushing into me as he sucked on my neck. I let out a moan as he continued, pleasantly building friction between us.

He carefully began to undo my pants, leaving kisses down to my navel. I absentmindedly let my hands fall in his hair, gripping the soft strands as he left a muddled mess of kisses on my hips. Once freed of my pants, he grabbed both of my thighs and pulled me towards the edge of the bed, giving both of my bare thighs kisses as he got on his knees before me. "You don't know what it's like, Evelyn-" he breathed between kisses his eyes glancing up to meet mine every so often. The kisses left me tingling, and aching for more. I could not help the heat that burned in my core, traveling to the wetness of my panties. "- to struggle with two parts of you. One craving every touch," he kissed closer, "every moan," closer, "every taste." I could have imploded with the anticipation that was building inside of me. Dirty talk was something I never expected, but was so glad it was happening. "The other wants to deny yourself any pleasure, any feeling." he said, letting his fingers graze over my most sensitive area. I shuddered under his hand, feeling the warmth of his fingertips through the fabric there. "But the one always wins. And I am more than eager to indulge my cravings." he said, leaving a long and heated kiss over my panties, leaving me whimpering.

He pulled down my now soaked underwear and left a heated kiss on my folds before making one long trail up my slit, making me putty in his hands. As he continued to kitten lick my clit, he let one of his long fingers pulsate in and out of my center, making me writhe and moan underneath him. I threw my head back and moaned loudly as he sucked on the bundle of nerves. He trapped my legs against him with one arm as the other continued to finger-bang me. He lifted his face for a moment of reprieve, wetness dripping from his chin as he flashed a smile at me. I moaned as he quickened his hand movements. "That's a good girl." he rasped, dipping his head back down to continue. As I almost reached climax, I let my hands fall back to his hair, pulling it slightly as I moaned again.

"Spock- I-"

"Patience." he commanded, removing his face from my core before swiftly undressing himself. I nearly fell off the bed as I took in his surprisingly sculpted body. He shifted me upwards, trailing kisses all over my chest and neck before pulling back to meet my eyes. "Evelyn-" he whispered, almost like a prayer.

I brought my hands up, brushing my fingers over his features as his dark eyes bore into mine. "Spock-" I breathed, giving him a soft smile. "I want this. I want you."

With a shuddering breath, Spock slid into me slowly. My entire body tingled as he ducked his head down next to mine, his breath caressing my skin as he began a slow rhythm. I gripped his shoulders, arching my body to meet his. He let out a low growl from the back of his throat as I moaned his name.

"Say it again-" he said, pulling back slightly to look down at me, trailing one hand down the side of my face before settling at my jaw, his whole hand encasing it. "Say it again, Evelyn."

"Spock-" I moaned louder, a result of his pace quickening. All the anger, the passion, the frustration; each stolen kiss, secret touch, everything that had happened for the last year was exerted into each ministration. I felt my stomach tighten as I neared climax, my sensed muddled by his very being. "Spock-"

"I want to feel you, Evelyn. I need to feel you come undone." he rasped, his hips moving faster and harder.

Holy fuck this man made me a mess in mere seconds.

And what a pretty mess you are.

I gasped as his hips cantered forward particularly deep and his voice rang in my mind.

"Not fair—" I groan, my shoulder-blades tipped against the bed as his hand coasts down my body, feeling each curve before pulling my knee up close to his hip.

His teeth nip gently at my jaw, a deep rumble vibrating in the back of his throat. "You've tortured me for months. It is entirely fair."

"How have I—" I'm cut off as his fingers graze over my lips. As the pad of his forefinger traces my lips, I curl my tongue around it and drag it into my mouth, sucking hard. Spock shudders, craning his face into my neck.

"Fuck—"

Foul-mouthed.

He lets out a short breath, as if trying to center himself.

You are playing dirty.

I moan softly, gently brushing the flat of my tongue over the pad of his finger. His speed picks up as he pulls back just enough to look down at me with carnal interest.

What are you going to do? Give me a demerit?

He half laughed at that as his hand drifts between us, his fingers toying with the sensitive bundle of nerves as he continues his rhythm.

"No, Cadet, I'm going to give you much more than a demerit." His eyes are dark as I moan beneath him, nearly come undone by his touch. His lips brush over my neck again as he leans forward, biting softly.    With a few more calculated touched and dips of his hips into mine, a blinding white takes over my vision as I finally reach climax.

Panting and shaking, I fall limp beneath Spock as he pulls away from me to lay next to me, his fingers tracing over my skin.

"Satisfied?" He asks me with a slight smugness to his face.

"Verily."