My Vanilla Drabble
Liana paused, work forgotten as the ephemeral scent transported her off Kantare. He said it was vanilla....that ice cream she tastedd on Enterprise. Rocky Road had not been to her liking.
She yearned for him, twinkling blue eyes, so intelligent, so compassionate. From that kiss, she was captured, though she never spoke of it. Father suspected, her having no interest in anyone else. Thankfully, her work kept her occupied.
Liana remembered his scent, and the vanilla.....wafting from the recesses of memory; she escaped into the realms of her dreams, with his arms firmly wrapped around her once more.
New prompt: Crush
TRIP: Hold on. You never said anything about feet.
T'POL: Is that a problem?
TRIP: Well, for one thing, I haven't had a shower since this morning, and I know how sensitive that Vulcan nose of your can be.And I'm a little ticklish.Maybe more than a little.