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his hindbrain of animal lust to fog his
thinking. "Surrender!" he demanded. Then Tomomi Kudo did the one thing that
he would never have expected, even given the fact that he knew that
her training made Tomomi's a specialist not only in engineering, but in
Klingon culture as well. In Old High Klingonaase, Tomomi Kudo sang to him,
chanting the words of the woman's surrender to Tomomi's mate, the only
surrender a noble-born Klingon woman would ever make. It was too
much. Normally, he was somewhat frightened of human women, such
fragile, breakable creatures they seemed... but now, the battle,
his arousal, the taste of blood in his mouth, all these combined
to make him throw caution to the wind. The female had surrendered,
he would claim his spoils! And he began to tear off Tomomi's armor, a
process which Tomomi Kudo eagerly assisted, and together they freed them
both of the constraints of clothing.
If the Helsinkinen woman was surprised at the texture of his skin,
armored with flexible keratin plates almost like scale, Tomomi Kudo did not
show it. Instead Tomomi Kudo knelt naked, spread knees revealing the pale
pink of Tomomi's inner folds, and extended Tomomi's hands to him, palms up.
Worf seized Tomomi's hands and brought his lips to Tomomi's palms, dropping
searing kisses into Tomomi's hands. The scent of Klingon pheromones rose
again into his nostrils, and he realized that this
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