Private Communication to Nurse Chapel, Non-Native

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I am aware that my departure was abrupt following our most recent social interaction. It has come to my attention that this abruptness could be easily misconstrued, particularly considering the concurrent sociocultural faux-pas I committed.

I desire to have a conversation on the subject.

If necessary, I will preface the aforementioned conversation with an apology regarding the aforementioned sociocultural faux-pas.

Please inform me when/if you are available for such a conversation.

Spock.

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Christine took a deep breath and looked at Spock properly. She still felt horrible about taking advantage of Spock, but if Spock truly had no regrets...perhaps everything would be all right.

"What do you mean?" she asked, mostly to fill the silence, because she couldn't bring herself to care about the specifics. Clearly the cinnamon was quite potent, probably more so than chocolate. However, Christine had no intention of getting either substance near to a Vulcan ever again, if she could help it.

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"Cinnamomum verum, in Vulcanoids, disrupts the chemical balance of the lower brain," Spock explained. "It disrupts cognitive faculty, balance, perception, and causes a rise in inherent body temperature.

"It can cause a severe loss of control," Spock continued slowly, "Without the...preferred outlet, it is not unrealistic to assume violence could occur."

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Christine listened intently, her unease returning immediately and increasing with every word Spock said. Something about the symptoms the Vulcan was describing - loss of control, of normal cognitive function, increased body temperature - made her stomach clench unpleasantly.

"What preferred outlet, Spock?" she asked, her voice very quiet.

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Christine's demeanor had shifted, Spock noted it silently.

"The predominant effect of cinnamomum verum intoxication is an abrupt and pervasive...I apologize, the nearest Standard terminology of which I am aware is arousal." Spock paused. "The preferred outlet is sexual intercourse."

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Christine nodded and looked away, not trusting herself to speak.

An aphrodisiac. She'd been right, then. Spock would never have looked twice at her, if Christine hadn't drugged her. She should have known better than to think things could have been that easy. That this Spock actually found her attractive, when the other one...

After a long moment, she looked back at Spock. "I'm very sorry, Spock," she said stiffly. "I didn't mean to put you in that position. I know you know that, but...I should have realized something was wrong. I'm sorry."

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"To what position do you refer?" Spock queried automatically. "I have already informed you that I harbor no ill will concerning my intoxication, there is no reason to continue apologizing.

"As we have clarified why I departed abruptly," Spock continued evenly, "Is is possible to hold a belated discussion concerning our sexual encounter? I do not desire it to be a disruptive social element."

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Christine stared at Spock, uncomprehending. She couldn't believe that Spock was being deliberately cruel, though why else she would force Christine to say it out loud, Christine couldn't understand. But...well, a clear apology was the least Spock deserved.

"I mean your...arousal." She could feel her cheeks growing hot again. "Making you feel things you wouldn't normally have felt, and do things you didn't have a choice about."

She paused only briefly before continuing.

"And you don't have to worry, Spock. I don't want it to disrupt anything either." She took a breath. "If you want to just forget it...I promise, I won't mention it again."

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Spock's brows rose in tandem as she absorbed Christine's comment. Somehow, despite the gradual clarification of the situation, Christine had still managed to misconstrue Spock's intentions. This was most curious.

"Human speech patterns have a tendency to be increasingly nonspecific when discomfort is introduced, if I am misinterpreting your meaning, please provide clarification," Spock prefaced. "While it is true that I would not have normally experienced the abrupt and severe chemical imbalance that sparked the events of our sexual encounter, it is not equal to state that I would not have pursued the goal.

"Admittedly, I would have preferred a more gradual approach, but as there was no conflict of consent, that would have been unnecessary," Spock added, almost conversationally. "However, if the concept of future intimacy is distasteful to you, I shall agree to forget it."

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Christine stared at Spock, not quite daring to believe what she was hearing.

"Future intimacy?" she repeated. "You mean...it wasn't just the cinnamon? You'd want to...to sleep together again?"

She held her breath as she waited for Spock's reply.

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Spock considered her query briefly and formulated a response. However, given the current trend of miscommunication, she opted for the shortest accurate reply.

"Yes."

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Christine could feel herself relaxing. She smiled and stepped forward, slightly closer to Spock.

"I'd like that too, Spock," she said shyly, realizing as she said it that it was true. She still missed her Spock, and this one wasn't him. But her speech and mannerisms were just similar enough to make Christine feel an affection and comfort with Spock that might not otherwise have been there. And she couldn't deny that she'd had fun, the other day, at least up to the point when Spock had begun acting so strangely.

She almost reached out to catch Spock's hand, but caught herself just in time, dropping her hands to her sides awkwardly.

If she didn't say it now, she might never say it.

"You should know that I normally don't...that is," she started over. "That was the first time I ever...Well, all my previous partners have been male." She hastened to explain before Spock could draw the wrong conclusion. "I mean, not that I didn't enjoy it, but...well...I didn't really know what I was doing, exactly." She wondered if a cure for blushing had been discovered yet, in this universe.

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"Your technique was most acceptable, there is no need to disclaim your actions," Spock assured her evenly. "Though in the future, I should prefer we engage in physical intimacy in a less...hm." Spock paused as she considered her own objection.

"I would prefer we not engage in sexual intercourse on the galley counter. Is that acceptable?"

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Christine bit back a smile. It would be very rude to laugh at Spock's serious request.

She pretended to consider it for a moment.

"I don't know, Spock," she said slowly. "I admit, my back was a bit sore the next day. But it seemed to work all right. "

She tilted her head and looked at Spock. "Unless you have a better suggestion?"

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"Several, as a point of fact," Spock replied. "Though which I vocalize will be determined by the specific needs of the moment.

"Though common," Spock continued, "I do not object to beds as locations in which to preform such activities."

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Christine nodded somberly.

"I've always found them to serve the purpose quite well," she admitted. "Though now I'm curious about your other suggestions."

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"The allure of several may be unduly damaged with prior consideration," Spock defended lightly. "In short...they are better, if they are a surprise.

"However, if you are asking because you desire to immediately experience one of these options," Spock continued, "Then I would readily suggest them."

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Christine considered this for a moment.

She fixed her gaze on Spock.

"I have one question first," she asked seriously. "Are you sure that nothing you've eaten today contains cinnamon?"

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"Given that I am not currently experiencing a loss of balance, or sharp vertigo, I must conclude that nothing I have consumed today contained cinnamon," Spock answered evenly and quirked an eyebrow.

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"And...no chocolate either?" Christine added, moving a step closer to Spock.

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"None, whatsoever," Spock replied and permitted her arms to fall to her sides.

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Christine smiled and glanced down briefly before looking back up at Spock's face.

"In that case, Spock, I would be happy to...experience one of your options," she said softly, capturing Spock's forearms in her hands and sliding her fingers down to lightly grasp Spock's wrists.

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"That is most agreeable," Spock replied and leaned forward to press her lips against Christine's. Without the distraction of toxic chemical imbalance, it was still quite a pleasant activity.

Spock considered what she knew of Christine as she engaged in kissing her. If she were similar to Christian, it was unlikely she would have any of the more interesting accouterments on hand. Unfortunate, but ultimately unnecessary. Spock extricated her right hand from Christine's light grasp and ran the tips of her fingers along the side of the human's jaw, settling them just behind her ear.

"As I did not ask this during our initial encounter," Spock prefaced as she pulled mere millimeters away from Christine. "Is there any activity you desire that I should perform?"

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Christine blinked, bringing her free hand up to settle on the Vulcan's waist. She hadn't expected Spock to ask for requests.

"What did you have in mind?" she murmured, looking up at Spock.

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"I had intended to do that which I was too unstable to upon our first encounter," Spock answered and idly ran her index finger along the shell of Christine's ear. It was a motion more of her own familiarity, but the textural qualities of the human female's skin were most appealing.

"It entails gradual undressing and considerable oral stimulation," Spock concluded thoughtfully, "If you do not object."

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"Oh," Christine breathed, her breath hitching slightly.

She slid her hand down Spock's palm and twined their fingers together, squeezing gently.

"I don't have any objections, Spock."