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This story is number 2 in the series Mates
Note: This is a sequel to "My Mate: T'Pol's POV." Thanks to my beta, justTrip'n.
Trip watched T’Pol as she walked in to the bathroom. He loved to see her walk. Her muscle tone, the sleekness of her skin, the entire woman fascinated him. From the top of her head to the soles of her feet, she was beautiful.
Trip often wondered what sculptors from the Golden Age of Greece or painters from the Flemish School would do with her. He knew that they would weep with joy at her beauty but also with frustration because they could not capture it. He finally decided that only David or Delacroix could try. They both painted beautiful, voluptuous, sensual women. He had seen their paintings in a museum he visited once.
Trip looked at his hands. They were reliable and sure when needed for delicate work. But he wished they were able to paint or sculpt. If only his mind could write the kind of poetry that would capture her essence. He had beautiful thoughts but could never write them down. They always came out stilted and wrong. Not at all like what they were in his mind. He couldn't even speak those lovely thoughts. He became tongue-tied trying. He wondered how many great poems had never been written because of lack of talent.
T’Pol stood in the bathroom before going into the shower. She was like a great unwritten symphony. Her beauty of face and body should be seen nude, not clothed. Every inch of her needed to be seen to be appreciated fully: in the flesh, in marble, or on canvas.
T’Pol had entered the shower and soon Trip heard the water running. He mused about his lover. He wished she would smile for him sometime. It would be like the Sun coming out. He longed to hear her laughter. It would lift his spirits. Trip settled back in to the bunk and thought of T’Pol and wondered how he had won such a unique woman. She was intelligent, brave, and beautiful beyond belief, or at least Trip thought so.
T’Pol came out of the shower, took a towel and dried herself. Trip watched appreciatively. Trip knew he could never see her do that often enough.
Trip got off the bunk and walked towards the bathroom as T’Pol was leaving. As he passed her, he gently squeezed one buttock.
"Why did you squeeze my buttock?" asked T’Pol.
"Because you have the most perfect example of a woman’s behind in the universe. I was paying homage to it," Trip grinned
"Why are Human males so fascinated by the female bottom?" T’Pol asked.
"I’ll tell you when I come back out," Trip answered.
Trip was naked, so all he had to do was turn on water and set it to the right temperature and step in to the shower. He had been showering all of his life, so the ritual of washing was habit. He always started at the same place and ended at the same place. He could do it automatically, without thought.
“Why do men like women’s butts?” Trip asked himself. “Don't know; they just do. There are the Japanese who like the nape of the neck, Mid-Eastern guys who like them hefty. Some men are ‘breast men’, others ‘leg men,’ and many are my kind: an ‘Ass man.’ Beats the Hell outta me. One of the great mysteries of the universe.”
Trip finished his shower, toweled off, and walked out of the bathroom. T’Pol was back in the bunk with the covers pulled back invitingly. It was their Sunday off. The one day a month that they did not report for duty. Trip grinned. Lots of play time today he thought as he got in to the bunk with T’Pol
"Your answer," said T’Pol.
"I don't know." said Trip.
"You squeezed my buttock. You have even kissed each buttock a few times," said T’Pol.
Trip's eyes were laughing. "Don't ever say 'Kiss my ass' because I will take you up on it.”
"That is all I am to you then, a behind?" asked T’Pol.
"No, you are all of the beauty of the universe wrapped into one package, which happens to be a lovely Vulcan woman," said Trip.
“That is not a sensible answer," said T’Pol.
"I can't explain it anymore than I can explain love. There are no words that can say what I feel: that I have handed you my Life and Love to keep safe and protect. I hope that I get yours in return,” said Trip.
"You do," said T’Pol softly.
T’Pol snuggled up to Trip, and he pulled her as close as he could. They lay in an aura of contentment.
Finis
CORNY? Men in love? Corny Trip's thoughts?
Very sad, this idea, I think.
I always say that there is nothing more bothersome than a man in love :p Sorry, nothing against your Trip, it's just that I tend to find men in love completely corny.
Now, talking about your story... I like T'Pol's best, just because it seems more complete, but then I understand that Trip's is about something completely different. I agree with the rest that it's interesting seeing a Trip unable to put T'Pol's beauty into words. Corny as hell, but original.
The "ass man" thing is fun, though. And I really appreciate that T'Pol acts and talks as a Vulcan.
I hope you keep improving your writing, you're already leading a good way.
Trip's so cute, a mind full of love poetry but unable to give them words. Somehow I see Trip as having the gift of gab including compliments and declarations of love. But this is cute as the whole Trip/T'Pol couple thing is cute.
Did KTR read this story? He would agree with Trip on what part of T'Pol's body is the most erotic! You have nice original details in this story. I especially liked Trip's feelings of inadequecy to express himself in words or art when he has great talent in the engineering area. We all have our gifts and feel inadequite in other areas. But when he spoke to T'Pol his words came out right with the "most perfect example of a woman's behind in the universe". Even if she doen't understand that. Heck, a lot of human women don't understand why males are attracted to certain parts of their body! And I doubt Koss would have appreciated it as much as Trip, either. Nice job on this short fic, Silverbullet.
And I thought it was MALCOLM who appreciated T'Pol's "bum" most of all..........Just right, Silverbullet!
I must admit to being partial to T'Pol's POV, but you did a nice job with this story, too. You've added some nice new dimensions to Trip. Somehow the set routine for his showers just sounds so right. I like the idea that he's struggling to find a way to capture his feelings for T'Pol in some tangible form: art, poetry, music. And of course we can't forget his anatomical preferences. Very well done!
Nice. So Trip is an ass man, huh? :p
You adjust a tiny bit my comment about T'Pol's POV of your "My Mate", and you have the only comment I can do. Again: WONDROUS! PERFECT! VERY TOUCHING!
And this line:
Trip looked at his hands. They were reliable and sure when needed for delicate work. But he wished they were able to paint or sculpt. If only his mind could write the kind of poetry that would capture her essence. He had beautiful thoughts but could never write them down. They always came out stilted and wrong. Not at all like what they were in his mind. He couldn't even speak those lovely thoughts. He became tongue-tied trying. He wondered how many great poems had never been written because of lack of talent.
I had to breathe deeply, reading that!:p
Welldone SilverBullet I really liked Trip's inner thoughts about T'Pol and it's nice to see he found his own way to shows how he feels about her.As Honeybee said they're a perfect match for each other.:D
Again, very romantic. I love that Trip can't express what he feels - and so thankfully he has found a woman who won't expect him to. Contrary to what outsiders might believe, they are a perfect match for one another.
Brilliant. I enjoyed that Trip thinks he can't express what he feels, but does it in the end. T'Pol thinks more about his character - Trip more about her beauty - wished you put in a little bit more about her character - but I liked the humour and the whole atmosphere.
Okay, this came up as I was commenting on the first. Once again you did an excellent job showing us the love and devotion of our favorite couple.
Your Trip is very romantic in his ruminations about his love. Very well done.
I LOVE IT! I love this Trip with all the poetry in his soul and no way to express it. Very in character. There is something profound about your little story.