#solok x reader

[magicofthemoonlight]

Captain Solok NSFW headcanons

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[crowfootwrites]

This piece for Solok and the upcoming one for Letant were two of the pieces I wrote last and I felt kind of rushed, so I'm feeling a little meh about them, which is a bummer because I was so excited to write something for those fabulous vulcanoids. Either way, I hope y'all enjoy!

Kinktober Masterlist

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Day 27: Choking/Breathplay - Solok x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, minors do not interact!; what it says on the tin: choking/breathplay, all consensual | Words: ~545 | Song: Amefuri - Masatoshi Yanagi, Eve, Hakushu Kitahara, Shinpei Nakayama

There had once been a trust issue in your relationship; you remembered this fact somewhat amusedly as Solok’s hand rested lightly around your neck, tucked beneath your chin, not squeezing yet. Your early relationship had been plagued by your insecurities and Solok’s own Vulcan rigidity - each of you had found it difficult to fully trust that the other meant what they said and did, frequently doubting each others’ motives. To others, it seemed an especially inconceivable pairing. But there was something there, something drawing you to each other, that you’d both been determined to chase. 

A particularly deep thrust of Solok’s hips drew you out of your thoughts. You planted your palms on the hard planes of his chest, fingers spread and grasping as your head tipped back in pleasure. 

The trust had come with time, and now there was no one you believed in more in the entire universe. You knew that Solok would never harm you, and one of the ways you practiced your trust in one another happened in the bedroom. 

Solok moaned beneath you, his hooded eyes half-closed in pleasure, his free hand rocking you on his lap, helping you find your rhythm. Your back arched as he began to apply pressure to the sides of your neck, your cunt tightening around his length in tandem with the gripping of his fingers. 

There was an almost reverent quiet in the dark room around you, lit by nothing more than a few candles and the distant stars beyond the viewport. In this moment, nothing else mattered - only you and your Adun.

Your chest heaved with the weight of it all - your love for your husband, the beauty of the moment, the overwhelming, pulsing desire to achieve ecstasy with him here and now. Your head swam.

Solok sat up suddenly, urgency and desire overwhelming your mental bond as his forehead pressed to yours and his hand tightened further around your neck. He wrapped his free arm around you, pulling you closer, as though he could bring you into himself. A deep green flush dusted his high cheekbones and the tips of his ears, need apparent in his blue eyes. Sweat beaded between your bodies, your skin slick as you wrapped your arms around Solok’s neck, the change in position pulling a meager whimper from you. 

You rocked desperately in his lap, the need to come growing desperate between your trembling thighs as Solok’s lok split you open. Your heart raced in your chest, the room swaying before your eyes as Solok controlled your breath, burying himself deep inside you with every stroke. 

“Come for me, Adun’a,” Solok groaned, his lips scattering kisses along your neck and shoulder, his fingers beginning to loosen slightly as he monitored the flow of your thoughts and emotions through your mental bond. Stars exploded behind your eyes as you reached the edge, pulling Solok right along with you. His hand released its hold on your throat immediately, coming to rest tenderly over your heart as you sucked in a few deep breaths, euphoria flooding your body. He tangled the fingers of his free hand in your hair, keeping you close enough to share breath as you recovered, always checking in and taking care of you. Continually earning your trust.

[deepspacedukat]

Unconventional Holiday

I have participated in the Thanksgiving Drabble collection that I rb'd a post about! I'm scheduling this to be posted on December 5th when the works in that collection will no longer be anonymous. Solok decided (logically) that it was his turn. Enjoy!

Cross-posted to AO3 here.

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Solok (DS9) x Reader

[A/N: This is 100 words of pure smut, so 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!!!]

Warnings: Interspecies sex, Human/Vulcan sex, risk of being caught, established relationship, mentions of a mating bond, implied telepathic bond, sex in a closet.

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While he hoped to make a good impression at his first shared holiday with his mate and her family, Solok could not control his hunger when her thoughts swirled so sensually through their bond. Sneaking into the cloakroom, the pair pulled aside only enough clothing to serve their needs.

The balance between silence and speed was essential, so he kept one hand clamped over her mouth even as the other slipped beneath her lace panties to rub her clit. The Captain typically preferred to take her in their bed, but this clandestine affair was too tantalizing for him to resist.

[ensignsimp]

Romantic Solok HCs:

A/N: I do sort of like it when he's rude to me. Hopefully, that's a psychological defect than a weird sexual thing. WHY WAS HE IN ONLY ONE EPISODE? WHY?

Prompt: Romantic Solok HCs

GIF by deepspacedukat

This man has a face you want to slap and kiss all at the same time.

No one knows why he seemed to like you more than anyone else on the station, not even you.

The two of you first met it was during the baseball game.

You had spent most of your time absentmindedly flirting with him as a way to get into his head.

"Hey," You whispered from your catcher's position.

"Are those space pants?"

"Because your butt looks out of this world."

<(¬////¬)> (Apparently, it did, a little too well.)

Who knew he would be a sucker for cheesy Earth pickup lines.

After that, he would return to DS9 for a variety of reasons. (Never to see you.)

No matter how hard you tried to hide around the station, he would somehow always find you.

He would bombard you with questions, (brag) inform you about his latest achievements and upcoming missions, and occasionally point out how you could improve your own work. (Charming)

If you were invited to the T'Kumbra to do repairs, he would constantly follow you around.

At first, you thought it was because you were a human on his ship.

During one of your visits to the T'Kumbra, you were squeezed into a crawl space, and Captain Solok was standing outside.

"Have you thought about transferring off of Deep Space Nine? It seems as if you could do better elsewhere."

You were confused, was that a compliment?

He further elaborates, "You would be able to rank up faster on a starship, possibly to Chief Engineer."

Was he offering to transfer you to his ship?

You quickly finish your work, pull yourself out of the wall, and politely as possible excuse yourself.

You disappear back onto DS9 where you begin to question his sudden strange behavior.

He wasn't able to wait for your answer, but that wasn't the last you heard from him either.

Soon you were getting messages of a rather personal nature from him.

He would send you offers of transfer, as well as Vulcan poetry, books, and even music.

When he did return to DS9 after his latest mission he didn't even bother meeting with Sisko first.

He pinned you at Quark's and demanded to speak with you, privately.

Before you could reply he was dragging you back to the T'Kumbra and into his private quarters.

He then had a complete (Vulcan) meltdown.

"Why have you not answered my request? Do you not understand how rare this opportunity is?" His voice was so calm it was scary.

"I have tried to prove that this ship, that," He paused and swallowed hard, "That I am worthy of your time."

Solok, who believed that Vulcans were superior to their Human counterparts, was trying to convince you, that he was good enough.

You would have thought you were dreaming if it wasn't for the small pinch you gave yourself.

He reached his hand out to you in the Vulcan kiss, hoping you would reciprocate.

When you pressed your fingers to his, you saw his whole face light up green.

"You bring out my most illogical traits, Koh-nar."

[trekkietales]

Why me?

Solok smut/fluff

Warning:

When I got transferred to a Vulcan ran starship I had no clue what I was up for. Especially as an accident prone human. My first day I spilt coffee all over my uniform in front of Captain Solok.

Oh, Captain Solok. That Vulcan has an air around him. He has complete control over his ship and respect from every single Vulcan on the ship. Oh and love from one clumsy human. Not that I could ever tell him.

Since I work on the bridge, I have to see and talk to him all the time. Even though talking didn’t really happen outside of work. Its kinda eerie quiet around the ship.

The day started out usual just standing and working on my consul. Just as I was passing the captain’s chair right as another ship attacked us out of no where. Which apparently wasn’t bad enough because the bump from the other ships gun sent me flying into Solok’s lap. We stared at each other before I jumped up and ran to my station.

After an hour of fighting we sent the ship back to their home in bad shape. We all got switched out for our off duty hours and a small meeting about the battle. After the meeting I was told to stay back. After the doors shut behind the last Vulcan Solok stood in front of me.

“I would like to discuss the situation that happened earlier.” His eyebrow raised as he calculated his next words.

“Sir, I am so sorry. That was a complete accident. I lost my footing when the ship attacked.” I was rambling when he cut me off.

“I am not upset with you. It was apparent that you had not meant to. What I was gonna say is that we have been from Vulcan for seven years now. I am sure you were informed of pon farr before being put on this ship.” I nodded.

“Yes, Sir. I was told about a few different things about Vulcan tradition.”

“As captain I am quite aware of the Vulcans that are entering Pon Farr. It is quite a few of them. The reason I am informing on this is that Vulcans change when under the effect of Pon Farr and I would like you to watch out for yourself. I don’t want another transfer.”

“I will watch my back captain. You have no reason to worry about me.”

“I better not. You are dismissed for your shift.” I nodded and took my leave.

I went back to my quarters. As I walked past Vulcans , I wondered who was gonna be under Pon Farr. I realized I was gonna have to change my off hours schedule.

As I entered my quarters I noticed someone was there already.

“Hello Volkic.”

“Hello, I am sorry for invading your privacy but I had to make you aware of something that I heard.”

“Go on.”

“I was walking by Selvik and I heard him saying he was going to try to mate with you. I didn’t want you to be caught off guard.” Volkic always had ways to show he cares for his friends, but I didn’t think he’d get in between another’s Pon Farr to protect me.

“Did you tell the captain? He seemed very concerned with safety on the ship.”

“Of course I did. Though he is concerned it seems he won’t do much to interfere unless someone is hurt.”

“Thank you for telling me. I will keep an eye out for him.” With that Volkic excused himself and left my quarters.

I sat in my room until I thought I might go insane. I had to leave. I open the door and look around a bit and step out to go to the small bar we have on board. As soon as I take two steps down the hallway I hear my name being called. I turn and see Selvik.

“Hello Selvik.”

“Hello, I have a proposal for you.”

“I overheard your plan and while I am entirely flattered I do not see you as anything more than a friend.” He looked a bit sad.

“I had no idea you had heard. I apologize if I have offended you.”

“You have not. I am sorry and I hope that you find someone else.” He nodded and walked away.

While I felt bad for lying to him, I couldn’t tell him that Volkic had told me. It would create chaos. I would just lay way lower maybe just get fun stuff to stay in my quarters. I quickly turned to run back to my quarters when I ran into a chest. I looked up.

“Hello, is everything alright?” Solok looked down at me.

“Yes, Sir. I am just grabbing a few things and going back to my quarters.” I smiled hoping he didn’t see that I was still shaken from my last conversation.

“Good, if you don’t mind I would like to accompany you to your quarters. After your last conversation I think it would be best if you have a guard around you when you are off duty.”

I knew I couldn’t tell my captain no so I nodded and I grabbed what i needed to and off we went back to my quarters.

“Am I gonna get you as my guard all the time?” Even though I knew he couldn’t I still liked being around him.

“I do wish I could. Seeing myself that my crew is safe is my number one priority. Though I can’t as I have many responsibilities on the ship.”

“I understand.” We walked in silence to my door when I turned around to thank him, he was inches from my face.

“You smell different.” I looked confused. I hadn’t changed my perfume.

“I don’t think I should. Nothing has changed in my daily routine.”

“I apologize, I must be getting back to the bridge.” He just about ran away. I had no clue what had happened. I closed my quarter’s door and laid down on my bed.

As I entered the bridge, I asked my number one what I had missed.

“Nothing Sir, everything has been normal since you left.”

“Thank you, I would like to speak with you on a pressing matter.” He nodded and we walked into a smaller area just off the bridge. It was a room we used for meetings involving higher ups.

“What would you like to discuss Captain.”

“Can I ask what’s wrong?”

“Personal reasons. I will start my leave now. So until I say so you are acting Captain.”

“Yes Sir.” We both walked out and I walked to my quarters.

I normally have no problem going past her door. But now as Pon Farr is rattling my brain I find myself almost forced to knock on it.

I heard a knock on my door and wondered who it could be. Vulcans aren’t known for making random visits. I opened the door to find Solok there.

“Hello, Captain. What can I do for you? Would you like to come in?” I smiled in slight surprise.

“Yes please.” I moved so he could enter.

I looked at him waiting for his reason to be here but it seemed he too was confused as to why he was here.

“What is wrong Captain? You look a bit confused.”

“I would like to mate with you.” My eyes widened as the realization hit me. The reason he was acting unusual was because Pon Farr had started with him.

“I am not sure what to say.”

“Let me prove to be a good mate before you give me your answer.”

“I have my answer already.” He looked almost scared of what I could say.

“If you are sure then go ahead.”

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes, I don’t quite know what I need to do but if you run me through it, I will gladly be your mate.”

He put his hand up to my face and said something (I was so nervous that I completely missed what it was) and i could see me. From his eyes. His memory.

“Do you remember this?” He showed me the first day on the ship when i turned from the replicator with an iced coffee and ran into his chest spilling it on him and on myself. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as they had when it had happened.

Not only could I see the memories but I could feel his emotions. I could feel the confusion when we collided. There was something else lingering but I couldn’t quite understand.

“Protectiveness. For some reason from that moment I started to notice you. And how clumsy you can be. It made me almost too protective of you. Like I have to look after you.”

To feel what he feels almost overwhelmed me. It swirled around me. It clung to my heart. I looked through his eyes and I felt his love, his adoration for me.

“I-I don’t know how to say how I am feeling.”

“You don’t have to, just as you feel my emotions, i feel yours.” He leaned in and kissed me. I opened my mouth as he pulled away but he stopped me.

He got down on his knees and put his face into my hip. I was confused as to what he was doing until i heard a sniff. He could smell that i was aroused. He looked up at me and almost begged.

“I need to be inside of you. I need to feel you around me.” The sight of Solok on his knees turned me on more than i could ever imagine.

“Yes, please.” I whined. I knew i sounded pathetic but i didn’t care at the time all i cared about was him.

He immediately jumped up. Looking into his eyes they were now dark. Almost commanding, dominating even.

He pushed me on the bed and without hesitation or warning he entered me. I moaned at the feeling of being stretched. He was hitting every spot and making me seeing stars.

He kept whispering Vulcan in my ear with every thrust. His grip on me was almost as if he was scared i would’ve vanish if he let go. With one last thrust we both let go. Almost moaning in unison. I looked at him.

“What were you saying?”

“I was telling you i love you and would never leave you.”

I smiled at that answer. I was so lucky that i fell in love with Solok. And even luckier that he fell in love with me.

Captain’s log:

Hey, sorry it took so long for this story to come out. Between wifi problems and my daughter’s first birthday, i was having so many troubles getting everything done. I hope yall like it.

[harley-rose25]

SolokXHuman, human gets assigned to the T'kumbra, personality variants, white privilege?, I still don't know how to title things.... anyways

I started reading this Solokxhuman fic the other day where human gets assigned to the t'kumbra and is like Im gonna do the best job ever and prove that smug dickwad that he's wrong about human inferiority. I've read a couple or maybe a few fics that start with that premise; and I was just thinking, If I were assigned to work under Solok I probably wouldn't put in any effort to prove him wrong. like, I probably wouldn't put in less effort or do worse (though I might, actually, depending on my mood and the circumstances idk) , but I wouldn't care enough to try harder or worry about what he thinks of me or humans in general.

But then I was thinking that maybe this is an aspect of privilege; like, because I'm white, I don't really need to worry too much about how my performance as an individual affects peoples perceptions of my race or nationality. Though I am also a woman and in that regard I do kinda need to consider how I'm affecting the perception of women as a group, but I don't think its to the same extent as it would be for say a black person (atleast in a white dominant country)

but also some people also just a "Ill prove you wrong." type of personality and others have more of a "Well, you're allowed to have wrong opinions." type of personality

[poetictrekkie]

Drabble: Solok Hears You Singing

Anonymous said: I don't know if you write for him, but could you maybe write a Solok x reader?maybe one where he's annoyed by the reader singing and is embarrassed to admit he actually enjoys it?

REQUESTS ARE OPEN BY KO-FI COMMISSION ONLY!

It wasn’t a point either of you had ever considered, but the showers on Vulcan had remarkably good acoustics. A fact you had noticed when you stayed over at Solok’s home when you were visiting as part of an organized scientific and cultural exchange between members of the Federation. You couldn’t help but sing a few songs while washing up, not remembering the sensitive hearing of Vulcan ears.

Solok was meditating when the first few dulcet notes of distinctly human music drifted over to him. One of his eyes opened, and he released an exhale of breath that was the Vulcan equivalent of a groan. The music was upbeat to a point that it should have been outlawed. Your voice was not at all like the harmonies produced by the famed Vulcan Children’s Choir. And the lyrics displayed the emotional and illogical nature of humanity clearer than the psychological papers he published using Captain Sisko as a case study.

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter. Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here.

Of course, the metaphor was not so effective in the perpetual acrid heat of Vulcan, but Solok got the message. Irrational feelings of anticipation and excitement for the arrival of a planetary object that is in the sky every day, even during the course of this so-called “long cold lonely winter.”

Here comes the sun. Here comes the sun, and I say, It's all right.

Surak, were you imitating a string instrument after that last chorus? Solok gave up on his meditation; it would be illogical to attempt it under such vocal duress. Underneath his cool exterior, he was convinced that some semblance of annoyance was bubbling. You came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, and walked over to Solok.

“I hope I’m not disturbing you with my singing. Old habits die hard, as the proverb goes,” you said, trying to gauge Solok’s reaction despite his emotionless appearance. “Let me know if you want me to stop.”

Solok met your gaze, about to express all that he thought of your little song. But he suddenly found himself giving a slight shrug as if to say carry on, if you so choose. His action was returned with a smile, and you walked towards the guest bedroom, humming the melody quietly.

I must be mad if I’m enjoying this human’s drivel, Solok thought to himself. Yet his skin tinged green with an uncharacteristic blush, and he strained to hear the last few lines of the song that you were singing behind the partition. 

And I say, It's all right.

[magicofthemoonlight]

Captain Solok - dating headcanons

My favourite Vulcan <3