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PostSubject: Sense of Duty   Sense of Duty EmptyMon Feb 09, 2015 7:35 pm

T'Zohl walked into the holo suite of the USS Quasar Quest. She had not been using her time much in her relationship with the Gorn, Drag. He did not have the same fantasies as a human. Wolf Faulkner had risen all the way to Admiral and had served as the Tactical Commander aboard Federation One. He had given all that up to return to the Quest and return to the emotionless Vulcan.

He had requested that T'Zohl meet him in the holo suite. T'Zohl was not very keen on this type of fantasy. She wanted to stay true to her Vulcan logical roots. She however knew what Wolf had given up to come her so she agreed to join him in his fantasy scene.

T'Zohl looked at Wolf, "Are you happy you came back?"

Wolf grabbed her uniform top and lifted it over her head exposing her very beautiful humanoid breasts. The green blood and pointy ears were the primary distinguishing feature of the Vulcan people. T'Zohl was a Vulcan who believed in the Vulcan logic but she could not help herself as she wiggled out of her uniform pants to expose only some lacey panties. She tried to hold back and remain stoic as Wolf stepped behind her cupping her breasts. She tried to convince her logical mind that she was doing this out of loyalty. She owed him over what he had given up. This was not sexual. This was duty. Vulcans understood duty.



Wolf slowly lowered her panties. T'Zohl knew what was coming next. She tried to reinforce in her mind that this was about duty and about repaying her helm partner for his service to the King's Fleet and the USS Quasar Quest. She repeated the mantra as if trying to meditate on its power.

As Wolf inserted himself, T'Zohl was reminded of the difference between a Gorn trying to compensate for a smaller size with thrust and an African American male who appendage is the stuff of history. Wolf did not have to thrust with violence, he just had to move with grace and with love.

T'Zohl moaned as Wolf finished. She covered her mouth. It was hardly a Vulcan response. Wolf just smiled knowing he had satisfied his lover. T'Zohl turned around and kissed him, "Welcome back, Commander Faulkner."

"It is good to be back, Commander T'Zohl.", Wolf smiled, kissing her again.

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Commander T'Zohl of Vulcan
On the Holo Deck with Commander Wolf Faulkner
USS Quasar Quest
King's Fleet
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