Title: After The Ball - Janice
Author: T'Lin ( LinkyS@aol.com )
Series: TOS, The Christmas Ball Series
Part: 2/6
Rating: R
Code: Ch/R
Summary: A brief vignette from Janice's POV reflecting on Starfleet's Christmas Ball, and the reunion she and Christine had with their former shipmates.
Note: Written for Round XIX of the Femme Fuh-Q Fest -- http://www.goecities.com/femme_fuhq_fest/
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Disclaimer: Paramount/Viacom own the Star Trek universe, I just play there. No copyright infringement is intended nor any money made. Although the characters do not belong to me, this original work of fanfiction is the property of T'Lin, © 13 December, 2005
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by T'Lin -- 0512.13
Here it is, nearly 3 AM ... and I sit here in the afterglow of a truly wonderful night. Christine lies sleeping in my bed, still glowing from our lovemaking, and the triumph of the reunion we shared with our former crewmates earlier at the Christmas Ball.
She knew I had a certain amount of trepidation over that reunion ... especially when it came to the Captain. I must admit, when he asked me to dance, I was trembling ... I don't really know why, since I knew neither of us would make a scene, or anything.
When he apologized for the way he had behaved all those years ago, and then explained why, I was flabbergasted ... if he had only told me then that he wasn't interested in girls, it would have saved us both a lot of embarrassment and pain. Of course, he couldn't admit it to me, if he hadn't admitted it to himself ... and like me, he had come to the realization of his nature after a bit of trial and error.
In any case, the potential for awkwardness was eliminated, and we all had a wonderful time.
Seeing Spock and Nyota together was in some ways more shocking than learning that the Captain and Doctor McCoy were lovers. I wondered if Christine was as at-ease as she appeared, or if she had been putting on a good front for my benefit ... but talking to her on the way home, I realized that she was once and forever over Spock.
I'm glad, because I love her with all my being, and want us to be together ... I'll willingly go back into space, to be with her, if that's what she wants. Even though she had said that we hadn't talked about that yet, I can tell she's been thinking about it. I'll have to make sure to bring the subject up soon, so that we can make plans.
But for now, all I want to do is make love to her once again before I go to sleep. She's so beautiful lying there ... her hair spread about the pillow ... a lovely half-smile on her lips as she sighs softly. The thin sheet is barely covering her breasts ... I can see the hard nub of her nipple poking against the fabric, and my own harden at the sight. I touch myself, and feel the wetness of my desire ... and I moan softly as she turns in her sleep, opening her eyes slightly, and whispers for me to get into bed.
Obediently, I do as she says ... anticipating the taste of her upon my lips.
The end