Kinktober: Star Trek Lower Decks Femslash One-Shots

Day 3: Blood Play/69ing (Tendi/T'Lyn)

Tendi's quarters were dimly lit, the soft glow of green ambient light casting shadows across the room as she carefully arranged her tools on the table beside the bed. The sterile medical scalpels gleamed under the light, perfectly clean, ready for use. She moved with deliberate precision, her green fingers gliding over the metal with practiced ease.

T'Lyn sat at the edge of the bed, her posture as rigid as ever. Her dark eyes flicked from Tendi to the scalpels, betraying just a hint of curiosity behind the usual Vulcan stoicism. The room was silent, save for the soft hum of the ship's engines in the distance, and the weight of anticipation hung between them.

"This is... unusual," T'Lyn remarked, her voice calm but with a slight edge of unease. She had agreed to this, of course—Tendi had explained the ritual in detail, and T'Lyn had accepted it as a logical exploration of their bond. But still, the concept of what they were about to do was strange, even for her.

Tendi turned to face her, a warm smile on her face as she gently brushed a hand over T'Lyn's shoulder. "It's okay to feel a little uncertain," Tendi said softly, her voice soothing. "I know this is different for you, but it's part of my culture. And I promise, I'll be careful."

T'Lyn gave a small nod, her gaze steady. "I trust you, Tendi," she replied, though the tension in her shoulders remained. "The ritual is... fascinating, though the idea of deliberately causing injury, even minor, is counter to Vulcan philosophy."

Tendi smiled, her fingers brushing lightly over T'Lyn's arm. "It's not about injury, it's about connection. The exchange of blood is a deeply personal part of Orion rituals. It shows trust, vulnerability, and intimacy." She reached for the scalpel, holding it up between them, the blade catching the light. "I'll make small, shallow cuts. Nothing deep. You won't be harmed."

T'Lyn's eyes followed the movement of the scalpel, her brow furrowing slightly. "The pain is... irrelevant," she said, her voice firm. "I simply find the concept of this practice... unusual."

Tendi let out a soft laugh, setting the scalpel back down on the table. "That's because you're Vulcan," she teased, her hand sliding gently down T'Lyn's arm. "Pain is part of the ritual, but it's not the focus. It's the sensation, the closeness, the trust."

T'Lyn's posture remained stiff, but there was a flicker of something in her eyes—perhaps curiosity, or perhaps something more. "You have explained the ritual thoroughly, Tendi," she said quietly, her voice softening slightly. "I understand its significance to you."

Tendi's smile widened, her heart swelling at T'Lyn's words. "Thank you," she whispered, her hand cupping T'Lyn's cheek for a brief moment. "We can stop at any time if it's too much. Just let me know, okay?"

T'Lyn nodded again, though her body still radiated tension. "Proceed," she said, her voice calm.

Tendi moved with care, positioning herself in front of T'Lyn as she picked up the scalpel again, her movements precise and deliberate. She knelt on the floor, her fingers lightly brushing the hem of T'Lyn's robe as she gently parted the fabric, revealing the smooth, pale skin of T'Lyn's thigh. Her heart raced with a mix of excitement and reverence—this wasn't just about the ritual; it was about her connection to T'Lyn, the bond they had slowly built.

She held the scalpel delicately, her other hand resting gently on T'Lyn's thigh as she pressed the blade against the skin. "I'm starting," Tendi said softly, her voice gentle and soothing.

T'Lyn remained silent, her dark eyes watching Tendi's every movement with quiet focus.

The first cut was shallow, barely more than a scratch, but the bright green blood immediately welled up from the incision, glistening against the pale skin. Tendi's breath hitched as she watched the blood rise, her eyes transfixed by the sight. She leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the small bead of blood from T'Lyn's thigh, savoring the taste with a reverence that sent a shiver down her spine.