Control
Title: Control
Author: Beverly
Author's Contact: [email protected]
Archive:
Permission to archive granted to Archers_Enterprise,MEGA-Archive, EntSTSlash,
and whoever wants it...just be so kind to ask me.
Rating:
NC-17...well, nothing graphic, but very heavy implied, so just to be on the
safe side.
Status:
complete
Series:
none really
Sequel
to: none really
Pairing:
T'P/S
Warnings:
none...well, okay, it�s sappy *sigh*...a little happiness for all the unhappy
people on this list.
Spoilers:
none
Disclaimer:
The usual. Me...nada...Paramount...all! Lucky bastards.
Beta:
none, all the mistakes are mine.
Summary:
A little heartwarming in a cold time of year.
Author's
Notes: Okay, okay...no-one really wants to read T'P/S...I know. But I love to
play with them. And maybe there is one (please...only one) out there in the
fabulous Trek-verse who likes to read it. If yes, please let me now.
Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase...
CONTROL
Control.
Control
was important.
Her
whole life has been dictated by control.
And
now that control threatened to slip away from her.
She
tried in vain to keep control of the situation when she felt something build
inside of her.
Something
strong. Something powerful. Something indescribable.
Her
hands clenched and unclenched, crumpling the bedcovers she was laying on. Her
back arched, a single tear appeared in the corner of her eye. A cry formed in
her throat. But only a single gasp escaped her parted lips when she finally was
pushed over the edge.
Pushed
by a small woman, who was now raising her head, smiling a very tender, very
loving smile.
Hoshi
looked down at T'Pol. The other woman's face was flushed, the tear rolling down
her cheek.
Hoshi
frowned a bit.
"Are
you all right?" she asked in vulcan.
Slowly
the Vulcan woman opened her eyes, turning her face to the woman lying next to
her.
"I
never thought it could be that way." she whispered in vulcan.
Hoshi's
smile widened. Then she leaned over to kiss T'Pol. Without hesitation the other
woman kissed her back.
And
that kiss told Hoshi more than any language could ever express.
The end