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Oasis	By : tbird1965 Category: Star Trek > Star Trek Views: 3352 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I clutch the Padd to my chest as the lift rises to the bridge. He'll be there. I haven't seen him since I watched him in the Oasis. My heart pounds and my palms feel sweaty. I'm both eager and terrified. 'Just hand the Padd to the Captain and leave.' I tell myself. 'Get in and get out. Do not embarrass yourself.' But as I step from the lift, I see that my plan isn't going to work. The Captain's chair is empty. Where is he? Glancing nervously around the bridge I can't seem to locate the sandy haired man. 'Now what? Do I just leave?'

“Ensign.”

My heart thuds in my chest at the sound of his rich baritone. “Ensign?” Oh God, he's had to repeat himself as I stand like a fool next to the empty Captain's chair. “I can take those for you.” Is that a hint of amusement I hear in his voice? Turning slowly, I look towards his station. He is seated, his chair turned to face the bridge, his long legs stretched out before him. He reaches out a hand, one eyebrow cocked in expectation. Willing my limbs to move, I step forward, holding the Padd and stylus. He takes them from me and begins to scan the documents, signing them carefully. My breath catches in my throat as I watch his elegant fingers holding the stylus. Even though he is seated and I am standing, we are eye level to one another, due either to his height or my lack of. “Ensign?” I flush crimson as he holds the Padd and stylus out for me to take. He's finished with the documents and I've been caught red-handed, ogling him. His brown eyes flash with amusement and the corners of his mouth turn up with just the hint of a smile. I reach out to take the Padd and the stylus and freeze as heat radiates up my arm. Oh God, he's touching me. Our fingers have met and his index finger is lightly tracing across mine. My eyes fly open and meet his. Again it's there, that flash of amusement, that small smile. “Is that all Ensign?” He asks, his voice almost dripping with innuendo.

“Yes Sir.” I whisper, pulling the Padd quickly back.

“Then carry on.” He turns away, his attention back on his console, I've been dismissed. Moving almost robotically I head towards the lift, breathing a soft sigh of relief as the doors open and carry me safely away.

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I paced back and forth across the small space of my quarters. I'd just come off duty for the evening and my roommate just left to start her overnight shift. This is the time I would normally be spending in the Oasis, but fear and confusion hold me trapped in my room. Would he be there again? Did I want him to be there again? Had he really rubbed his finger across mine or had that just been my over active imagination at work again? The soft chime of the door interrupts my swirling thoughts. “Come in.” I call out, not bothering to look towards the door, sure it's one of the other young female ensigns I normally hang out with.

“Ensign.”

My heart thuds to a painful stop, my breath catches in my throat as I slowly turn to see him step through the open door. My tiny quarters seem even smaller with him in it.

“Commander Spock?” I manage to croak out, my voice sounding squeaky and strange. 'Why is he here?' my mind screams. 'What does he want?' He stands there, waiting patiently for me to say something, his hands folded neatly behind his back. “Is there something I can help you with?” I stutter.

“I have completed my shift, as have you.” His rich baritone voice
seems to echo in the small room. “I have noticed that you spend a considerable amount of your off duty time at the Oasis and I thought I might join you there this evening. If that is acceptable to you.”

'Join me? Acceptable?' I nod my head, too stunned to speak. 'Say something you idiot!' My mind shrieks. “I'd like that very much.” I say, struggling to keep my voice calm. “Just give me a moment to change into my swimsuit.”

He nods his head, a small smile turning up the corners of his mouth. “I'll wait here.”

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The surrealness of the scene surrounds me as we walk silently through the ships corridors. When we reached the Oasis, he stands aside, allowing me to enter before him. I turned to stare at him as the door closes and his fingers play across an access panel. I hear the distinct clicking of the door lock.

“You locked the door.” I say, my eyes wide.

“Yes.” His face is calm as he turns to face me.

“I didn't even know you could lock the door.” I mutter softly.

“You can't. I can unlock it again if it makes you uncomfortable.” He quirks an eyebrow at me. “I would just prefer to remain undisturbed.”

'Oh my God. He doesn't want to be disturbed!' My mind screams 'He wants to be alone with me.' “It's fine.” My voice betrays my nervousness.

“Ensign.” He says slowly. “Nothing will happen here that you don't desire.”

'Desire?' My inner voice screams. 'My desire was to strip him naked and jump him.' But that couldn't be. He couldn't want me like that........could he?” “Okay.” I pull off my simple dress and toss it to the side, revealing my equally simple black bikini. I can feel his eyes on me as I turn and slip into tranquil pool.

“Why are we here?” I lean my arms against the side of the pool and gaze up at him, my breath catches in my throat as he pulls his blue tunic and black t shirt off in one smooth movement.

“To swim.” His eyes lock on mine as he lowers himself onto a decorative rock and removes his boots.

“Do.....you.....like....to......swim?” I ask, my voice halting as I watch his hands drop to his waist and unfasten his black trousers. His eyes flash with amusement as he pushes his pants off his hips and down his long legs. The Vulcan bastard knows what he is doing to me as he stands there in his snug black Starfleet issued boxer briefs.

“I do enjoy swimming.” He says evenly. I take a step back as he lowers himself into the water. “Though I must confess I'm not very good at it.”

“You're not?” I exclaim, surprised that there is anything he isn't good at.

“I've only just recently learned how. Growing up on Vulcan does not lend itself to swimming.”

“Oh. I guess not.” I blush crimson at my faux pas. “I've always known how to swim.”

“You are from...........Arkansas.” It's more statement then question as he takes a step towards me.

I nod my head. “I used to swim in the lakes there every summer. Boat too.” I walk backwards in the water, moving away from him as he advances towards me. “Maybe I can give you swimming lessons.” 'Swimming lessons? Really? How lame can I be?'

“Perhaps.” Again the smirk. I'm amusing him.

“Oh.” I gasp in surprise as my back hits the edge of the pool. I hadn't realized I'd backed all the way across to the far edge. He moves forward, closer and closer to me. I can feel the heat radiating off his skin. Leaning forward he places a hand on either side of me, trapping me against the side of the pool. My heart is pounding so hard I feel faint, dizzy. He is staring down at me. I've never been this close to him before, he's so alien and so sexy.

“I watched you the other day.” He says slowly, his deep voice pitched low and sensual. “I watched you touch yourself. You called out.........my name. It was most..............,” he moves and I can feel the brush of his lips against my ear. “arousing. Then.......” he straightens, his brown eyes seem to burn my skin. “.............you watched me.

I stay silent, too stunned to speak.

“Are you familiar with Star Fleet’s fraternization policy as it applies to a Starship Officer?”

“Personal relationships are allowed provided neither individual is under the direct command of the other.” My brow furrowed as I realized what I've just said. “But you’re the……..First Officer.” My disappointment is evident in my voice. Had he brought me here just to tell me we couldn’t have a relationship?

He lips turned up again in amusement. “Yes. I am the First Officer. So by that rationale, everyone save the Captain is under my direct line of command.”

“So that means you can never have a relationship?” I whispered hoarsely. “That hardly seems fair.”

“It would not be fair.” He chuckles. “So the Captain and I are exempt from the fraternization policy. Surely you’ve heard of my previous relationship with……..”

“Lieutenant Uhura.” I finish for him. “I thought that was just a rumor.”

“It was not.”

“So why aren’t you with her anymore?”

“I am not at liberty to share the specific details of our relationship, so I will only say that Nyota desired a more……………publicly affectionate relationship then I could give her.”

“Because you’re Vulcan?”

He nods his head. “Because I am Vulcan and because I am second in Command of this Starship. It is imperative that my personal liaisons remain……..discreet.” He leaned over me again, his lips brushing against my ear. “Can you be discreet?”
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