To Be Human
Kirk and Spock by K'Chaps
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Spock brought his mind up from the deepest meditation and focused on
the now. His pleasure would be arriving soon. This one hadn‛t broken,
not yet. Many had balked at the commands, not this one. Several had
cried, but this one seemed almost, he searched for a human word -
cheerful in his servitude. Could this one break? Or would he bend and
bend until he was reshaped. If that happened, Spock would discard him,
like all the others that had broken.
The door chimed. "Enter."
His pleasure came in with the proper attitude and knelt near Spock. "May I shower?"
"Yes, you may." Spock didn‛t look at him. "Return here."
He sprinkled a bit of incense on the hot coals. The human had stunk.
Some never noticed the small details, but this one did, effortlessly
making Spock‛s existence more pleasurable. That was his purpose, but he
stood alone in actually succeeding. Before rising, Spock check his
shield and link. Sensing no problems, he pinched out the candle and
"Would you like some tea?"
Spock didn‛t look at the kneeling, naked human. It wasn‛t necessary
with the link. "Please," he said, and the link pulsed with pleasure.
Perhaps this was the reason behind this one‛s success. He took pleasure
in the small acts of servitude as well as the demands for obedience
that would follow. Spock sat at the small table and waited to be
served. The human did so efficiently and quickly, ignoring his own
thirst and kneeling at Spock‛s boots.
"You are finished with your reports?"
"Did you remember to meet with Dr. McCoy?"
Spock allowed a small amount of praise to filter through the link. The
human nearly quivered. Fascinating. "I will be doing an inspection of
the labs over the next three shifts. You will not come here until I
"Yes." The shoulders slumped slightly.
Spock handed the human the last of the tea. "Clean this up and come to bed."
The human moved very fast, clearly eager. Spock hung up his robe and
opened the link fully. His pleasure was excited and anxious to please.
"You may remove it."
Lust roared up the link. The human put his inhibitor on the floor and sat on the bed near Spock‛s feet. "Thank you."
"When you learn to control your erections, you will not be forced to wear it."
"Thank you." The human meant it. He did make an effort, but humans had very little command over their body functions.
Spock made him wait. Would he ejaculate on himself? He had before. The
link flexed with desire, but the human pushed it away. Perhaps he was
learning. It was barely possible.
"What is your desire?"
"To pleasure you."
"And do you think you can succeed?"
"I‛m honored you allow me to try." So honest and earnest.
"And when I cast you aside?" Spock was admittedly curious. He‛d allowed the human to think the link was permanent.
The human swallowed hard. "I. Will. Go."
The torture of those three words clanged up and down the link. Spocked
dampened the noise and refused to give the physical reassurance that
would be a lie. He would leave this one. It was a truth the human must
learn to live with as Spock himself had. His parents had ensured it.
Spock had never given his other possessions warning, but this one had
earned it. The human took a deep breath and shut his eyes. He would
wait until he was told what to do.
Spock shut the link to a mere trickle to punish him. The human noticed,
feeling the loss. He bit his lip, but made no other moves. Spock would
open it again when only delight flowed through it. That was the purpose
of the human - to provide enjoyment. He locked away the small spurt of
doubt. He‛d analyze it later.
The human obeyed instantly. His erection surged again. Spock stood over
him but waited. Anticipation was in the link, tainted with a hint of
sadness. The flavors were an interesting mixture; one he hadn‛t tasted
before. He moved his hand towards his pleasure and felt the wave of
expected emotions, but underneath it was a grief. It was unexpected. He
left the bed to retrieve an item.
Returning, he didn‛t touch. He placed it on both of the human‛s
nipples. It adhered instantly. He heard the small intake of oxygen and
opened the link. The human groaned and twitched. His enjoyment was
thick and rich. And yet. Spock wanted more. He gripped the bar that ran
between the human‛s nipples and pulled him to the side of the bed. The
human didn‛t resist.
The human wrapped his thick lips around Spock‛s genitalia and sucked.
Spock allowed himself to relax. All was as it should be. The human
paused and looked up. "I will wait for you."
Spock didn‛t answer. It would serve no purpose, but it was clear -
there‛d be no breaking this one. He pressed deeper, forcing the human
to swallow convulsively. The human shook and ground his groin into the
bed, seeking his own release. Spock would not allow that. He pulled
away, flipped the human to his back, and slapped the inhibitor on him.
The human‛s back lifted, but he controlled the cry.
"Do not forget your passion moves at my will."
"I won‛t!" The human struggled not to writhe.
Spock touched the device, forcing the pleasure higher, but the
inhibitor would stay. The human quivered, and his hands were restless.
Spock savored the richness of the emotions coursing towards him. This
human did fulfill his role.
"Did you prepare yourself for me?"
Spock touch him as a reward. "Excellent choice." If the human had, it
would have been a small act of defiance. "Hands and knees."
There was no hesitation, and Spock stroked his pleasure‛s back and
thighs, rousing him to a fever pitch. Nothing but sweet bliss flowed
through the link now and something else, very small, that Spock
couldn‛t identify. Regret? He reached around, removed the inhibitor,
The human arched his back and orgasmed. His gasping and cries of
fulfillment were loud in Spock‛s ear. Spock smeared the human‛s essence
on himself and surged.
"Thank you!" the human cried.
Spock felt muscles stretch. He knew the exact limits of what the body
underneath him could withstand, and he stayed just inside them. Pure
pleasure made the link swell and overflow. He drank it down and forced
more from the human beneath him.
"You may." Spock allowed it and caught the semen again. He pulled out,
slicked again, and went deeper. He reattached the inhibitor, pressed
the human flat and pleased only himself.
The link burned red hot in his mind. The human panted and grunted.
Spock felt his body reach peak, and he assented. He shut his eyes and
watched it resonate in the link, drinking deep.
"Thank you," the human said softly. "It is a gift."
Spock moved his hips until his body had finished. Pulling away, he
stood by the bed and waited for his human to clean him. The human did a
thorough job of it before helping him into his robe and kneeling again.
"You may leave me." Spock removed the device from his human‛s nipples, but the inhibitor would stay.
The human nodded. "Thank you." He dressed, and they didn‛t look at each other. "I am more than a human."
Spock closed the link. "You are my human."
"And is that enough?" The human palmed open the door and waited. "For you?"
Spock said nothing to encourage him. The human left without further
words. Spock sank down in front of his brazier and added incense to
cover the smell of semen. "It is all I can give you, Jim."