AMANDA'S JOURNAL
THE KISS
Last
night with Sarek was wonderful…
He
was sitting on his end of the sofa in that proper poise that Vulcans always
have, all rigid spine and straight legs.
Of course, I was practically sprawled across my end, shoes discarded and
one bare foot deliberately wiggling towards him.
He
stared at it pointedly, and then at me.
“Do you wish to engage in…” he paused here and looked aside. I knew that meant he was irritated about
something. “Do you wish to engage in a lip embrace, Amanda?”
“WHAT?”
I almost fell off the sofa. “Sarek, what have you been reading?” I leaned over
him and fished around in his coat pocket until I found that useless PADD on
dating humans he carried whenever I was with him. Ignoring his brief look of
alarm at the physical closeness of the action, I flicked through it. “You’ve
been reading this again, haven’t you?”
He
eyed the PADD warily and then me. “And you’ve
been behaving out of character again, Amanda. The feet dancing a moment ago is
just an example and then there’s this…” he looked at my knee against his hip,
“…leg stroking.”
“What?”
“I
have observed that you often allow your legs to encounter mine. It is not a series of accidents Amanda; you
do it deliberately.”
“That’s
just not true!”
He
just raised an eyebrow at me.
“Okay,
what if I do? It’s my way of feeling close, you know, reminding myself you’re
real.” I got a rise from both eyebrows
after that comment. “Okay, yes. Yes. I would like a lip-embracing kiss.” As I
was already kneeling next to him, I leaned forward, lips puckered and trying
desperately to wipe away the silly smile that was threatening to transform into
fits of giggles.
Nothing
happened.
I
sat back again, both eyebrows mimicking his. “Well?”
“I
have no idea how to begin, Amanda. You will instruct me.”
“It’s
easy, you just touch lips.”
He
leaned forward and touched lips so rapidly I was left more flabbergasted at his
speed than impressed at technique.
“No,
no, no, Sarek… that’s just a peck. A little kiss, not a proper one. Something
friends do.”
“Human
associates exchange saliva? Is that not rather intimate?”
“We
haven’t exchanged any saliva yet! And no, only close friends do that type of
kiss lips. Friends that want to be more than friends.”
His
look of alarm was now unhidden. “Must we exchange saliva?” He tilted his head
to look at my mouth. “Are you thoroughly healthily? No viruses or infections?”
“Oh
for god's sake, Sarek, don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.” I slowly moved
onto his lap. “We’ve done the little kiss, so next is the ‘proper kiss’.” This time I pushed my lips against his with passion,
making it last for at least six seconds.
I
thought it was amazing, but pulling away I realised he
looked unchanged, although his eyes were questioning.
It
then became a challenge! I just knew I had to impress him, so I decided to push
my luck. “Lastly there’s the ‘lovers kiss’.” I looked him in the eye. “There’s
lot’s of saliva exchanging and tongues involved in this one.”
“Tongues?”
“Look
Sarek, just open your mouth a little, like this.” I gently pushed my finger
against his bottom lip. “Now close your eyes and tell me to stop if you feel
uncomfortable…”
We
actually didn’t say much for a long time after this point. Only just found one of my stockings this
morning, behind the replicator. God knows where the other went.
Amanda