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Peaches

Author - Aquila | Genre - Angst | Genre - Romance | Main Story | P | Rating - PG-13
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Peaches

By Aquila


Rating: PG – 13
Disclaimer: I don’t even own the peaches.
Note: Thar be spoilers below
Summary: Following Extinction

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Personal Log

Peaches – finger food presented apologetically. Does he know the Ancient Chinese believed them to be a sign of immortality – the forever fruit?

Forever - an understandable concept for such a short-lived species to develop. Would he really want to live forever if given the opportunity?

Peaches – lush, ripe, moist, sweet – like a mouth on skin. Skin – peach skin is not unlike his chin at the end of the day – stubbled. Would he allow me to touch to compare?

Touch – he tensed when my cold hands touched his warm back. He felt secure enough to remark on it, without his usual sniping.

Peaches – has he read the old sea-faring stories, about the captains who sailed with private stocks of rare foodstuffs? Only sharing their bounty on rare formal occasions.

Sharing – he has begun to share secrets with me. Embarrassing secrets amongst comrades - intimate secrets when shared with a female to whom he has given permission to touch his body.

Peaches – I have eaten the last of his gift – with my fingers – licking the juice with my tongue as it ran down my hand. Abandoned, uncontrolled, sensuous.

Sensuous – watching him disrobe, bravado cloaking nervousness – not about his body – he is vainly proud of his body – but about the intimacy of the situation. He is vulnerable.

So am I.

The end.


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A whole mess of folks have made comments

Damn. I will never look at a peach the same way again.

You should send this to B&B as inspiration for future T/T interactions, hehe.

Just wanted to add that my line of work doesn't allow me to be an excitable person, and this made me shiver. Very nicely done.

Ahhhh....zing! Aquila..great, evocative stuff! :-)

Niiiiiice. I hope to see more of this! Mmm.... peaches...

This was excellent. Unusual angle, sensuous and yet concise. Loved it to pieces! Oooh, Trip and T'Pol feeding each other such exotic fruit brings all sorts of lovely images to mind. Yum. See what you've gone and done? Bravo. Ali D :~)

All I can say is, YUM! :-P

I ALWAYS wondered just why I loved peaches so much...guess that's that question answered. Every time I eat one from now on, I'll think of this little vignette and our two favourite people. Well done.

Well I'm glad everyone else appreciated the Peach snippet we got. Very interesting.

Yes, definately, "Yum."

this fic makes me hungry, thank the goddess I have peaches within reach

Luscious!!!