A sexy T'Lyn got you alone

“So what exactly did you need to talk about that you couldn’t say in front of the others?” You asked T’Lyn once the two of you had walked over to her and Mariner’s quarters. You hadn’t encountered any of the Voyager crew along the short walk except a couple of security; you had a feeling that the crew were ordered to leave your group alone.

T’Lyn locked the door before turning to you with her arms behind her and a passive look on her face. You noticed that she wasn’t wearing the sash that would keep the outer robes of her uniform closed. You figured she was gathering her thoughts and waited patiently.

“I wanted to apologize for my actions during the incident onboard your ship. I should not have let myself act in such a manner. I am aware that I do not have as much control of emotions which is something I have been reminded of many times,” she stated with barely any emotions.

“Apology accepted,” you replied easily with a single shoulder shrug. Seeing her slightly widened eyes and slightly raised eyebrows, you elaborated. “You were in the middle of Pon farr, an artificially induced one at that. Had I known that there were actual Vulcan women under Pon farr in my holodeck, well maybe I shouldn’t have run away as I did.” Had you not been worried about Aelita and Starfire (and the rest of the harem but those two especially), you would’ve enjoyed the attention more.

“You would have attempted to handle approximately 46 pon farr influenced women including the holograms? That would have been irresponsibly dangerous” T’Lyn stated in slight disbelief and you nodded a little in agreement, unsure how to reply.

“Well, the point is that there is nothing to apologize for,” you reassured her. “The whole situation made the start of my honeymoon exciting.” A thought sparked in your mind. “This didn’t cause any issue with a betrothed or husband or other?”

“My original betrothed decided to become engaged with another,” T’Lyn explained with a slight frown.

“Wow, how could anyone want to break an engagement to you and your ‘mathematically perfect posterior’,” you joked. She stared at you before looking away.

“I was…unaware that you had been able to hear that,” T’Lyn stated as she shifted her stance slightly. “I, again, apologize for any statements that I had made during the incident.”

“And once again, there is nothing to apologize for.”

“Be that as it may, there are still things to discuss as a consequence of that incident,” T’Lyn explained. From how she held herself and context clues, you made a guess of what she was referring to.

“Are you pregnant?” You tentatively asked as you recognized her stance from when a friend of yours was given similar news by his sexy Vulcan Love ****. You hear a thud from the door as if someone fell but T’Lyn only shook her head.

“It’s too early to tell currently but it would be unlikely,” T’Lyn stated before she elaborated. “I was referring to several feelings and sensations I have been… observing periodically since approximately four hours after I had returned to the Sh’vhal. Due to the number of wives you have and the other women I had encountered in the holodeck, I theorize that during our coupling a stronger than normal telepathic connection formed. I feel that you should be aware in case you begin to feel any errant thoughts or emotions.”

“Thank you for letting me know, give me a moment,” you said as you tried to focus your senses, both from your plant abilities and from your time with the Jedi of the Garden. It took a few moments but eventually you found a comparatively weak connection with an unusually orderly mind that had odd spikes of emotion here and there that were eventually smoothed over. You gave the connection a little twitch.

“Ah!” T’Lyn gasped as she fell, her legs suddenly weak. You reacted quickly and caught her.

“Are you okay?” T’Lyn took a couple of deep breaths as you helped her to her feet. You frowned and gave another poke at the connection. You caught T’Lyn as her legs shook and she let out a little moan. She looked you in the eyes.

“I may have some need,” she said with a flushed face as you gave the connection even more pokes.

“I think I can help…”