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Starry Eyed: TNG FC Solkar x Fem! Reader (2/3)

A/N: Here is part two! Finally right? This part got to be so long! I'm going to have to make it three parts!

Prompt: Solkar reads an old Terran romance novel. (Oh gods.)

Terran mating was more complicated than Solkar expected. He had read the book Cochrane had given to him. However, it did not yield the results he was looking for. He attempted to follow the book's instructions but was stopped when he asked Sloane where he could acquire a horse.

"Why do you need a horse?" Lily asked confusion plastered on her face.

"I require it for the Terran Mating Ritual," Solkar stated as if it were a common fact.

"Who told you that?" She asked, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.

Solkar pulled the book from his robe pocket and handed it to Sloane. She took the book and rolled her eyes, letting out a long frustrated sigh. "That's where that went. I loaned it to Zef and then it disappeared."

She looked back at Solkar who had an eyebrow raised in equal confusion. "This isn't that kind of book, it's, it's a," She stammered, struggling to explain the difference between real human relationships and a sexy fantasy novel. "A work of fiction, it's not real."

Solkar was more confused than ever. "If it is fiction, how does a Terran Mating Ritual take place?"

Lily went quiet, she went to open her mouth but closed it again, as if she were recanting an unspoken statement. "You know, I have to go." She turned away completely shellshocked.

Solkar realized that this must be a sensitive subject for their species as well even with their open displays of emotion. He decided to return to the bar to see if could observe Terrans more closely.

"Perhaps I may learn through observation." Solkar thought

When he reached the bar he noticed quite a few patrons already sitting in pairs. He watched their behaviors closely, some were just speaking, while others held hands or caressed each other's faces. Then in one of the darker corners of the bar, he noticed a pair of Terrans biting each other.

He found Zefram at the bar arguing with (Y/N). He gained his attention waving subtly, "Please, Cochrane, approach."

He quickly jostled over to him, pulled up a chair to the table, and sat across from him. When he was close enough Solkar carefully pointed at the couple. "I believe those patrons are attacking each other."

He looked over to where he was pointing and gave out a bolstering laugh. He even slapped the table a couple of times. Solkar did not understand why Cochrane would have such a reaction.

"No, no, they're, they're kissing." He said wiping a tear from his eye.

Solkar raised an eyebrow in bewilderment. "Kissing?"

"It's what humans do when we like each other. It's a way of showing affection." He sighed, still chuckling. "I was wondering when those two would get together."

Solkar examined the display more closely, the couple had their lips pressed together, one even licked the other's lower lip. He felt his face flush at the erotic display. Zefram watched their otherworldly visitor with a soft smile.

"What do you do to show affection to each other?" He asked in a cocky tone, leaning in.

Solkar looked away from the couple quickly aiming his gaze on the far wall. "We do not perform such displays in public on Vulcan."

He still didn't have much reference of what to do. However, he decided that sticking his tongue down her throat was not a good way to start. He looked back to Cochrane sitting across from him who was still red-faced from laughing so hard.

"You never did tell me who you were referring to the other night." Zefram said, "Come on tell me."

Solkar was rather unsure if he should divulge the information so he shyly pointed to (Y/N) who was helping another couple across the bar. Zefram's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked back at Solkar.

"Really?" He sounded caught off guard. "Her?"

Solkar nodded, "I istaya tor, tor ish-veh t'nash-veh katelau. "

Cochrane looked befuddled then shook his head. "If you want to try be my guest."

Lily then walked into the bar, most likely looking for Cochrane. She went up to (Y/N) and talked briefly before she turned to Cochrane and Solkar. She quickly strode over to Cochrane with her book in hand, then once in range smacked him on the head with it.

"What are you doing giving this to him?" She snapped

"Ow, hey, I was only trying to help." Zefram said rubbing his head "You know I'm not very good with these things."

She looked to Solkar who stiffened slightly.

"Who is it?" Lily asked.

Zefram jabbed his thumb over his shoulder towards (Y/N). Lily let out an exasperated sigh and looked at Solkar with kinder eyes.

"I'm sorry Zef confused you." She pulled up a chair, "But he's right, he can be useless about these things. Why don't you tell me how this all started?"

Solkar folded his hands atop the table. "(Y/N) was one of the first humans I had a social interaction with. I hold a deep respect for her, she has made this social gathering spot available to my crew as well as myself and I find her behaviors fascinating."

Lily and Zefram looked at each other, they were not sure what to expect. They looked back at Solkar who's face was slightly flushed green.

"Have you told her any of this?" Zefram asked.

Solark shook his head in the negative. "It was why I was trying to learn how to initiate the Terran Mating Ritual."

Lily smacked her forehead realizing what he had finally meant, "Solkar are you trying to ask her out on a date?"

"A date?" Solkar asked

"It's when you spend time together to get to know each other," Lily said.

"In my culture, our parents arrange our bonds at seven." Solkar stated casually, "We can choose later whether or not to change the arrangement."

"Wait so you're married?" Lily asked shocked.

"I am not currently bound in any such way. My prior mate preferred another." Solkar said he seemed a little disheartened.

"So you're divorced?" Zefram said raising his eyebrows amused.

"While match-making services are available, I did not see any logical reason for seeking their aid," Solkar said.

Zefram leaned back into his chair for a moment, "The first human-vulcan relationship. We're really in unexplored territory."

"I'd try talking to her during the metroshower lucky for us it cleared up just in time for everyone to see it," Lily said smiling almost laughing.

"I do not understand," Solkar was unsure of what his new companions meant, "How would that be the most logical time to request such an event?"

"Trust me, it will be romantic." Lily said

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Starry Eyed: TNG FC Solkar x Fem! Reader (1/3)

A/N: He looks just like a dream, the prettiest Vulcan I've ever seen. Thank you for the compliment! Apparently, there is very little on Solkar x Readers so as far as I know I'm the first one. I had so much fun with this that I had to write a two-shot!

Prompt: Solkar Meet-Cute

The rain of Terran was always a curious sight for the Vulcan visitors. Today the heavy spring rains brought a strong gust of cold winds. Solkar and his crew took shelter in some of the makeshift buildings of the encampment. Solkar had just finished discussing the next steps in introducing the next Vulcan diplomacy to the Terran governments.

He was about to return to his ship when the downpour started. Noticing that others had taken shelter from the rain, he followed suit. He followed quite a few Terrans entering a social gathering place he had visited when he first arrived. He found himself spending much of his idle hours there studying the alien life forms.

It was dimly lit with tables and chairs scattered around a central counter. The Terrans referred to it as "a bar". People were sitting and talking amongst themselves. A few glanced up at him and his associates. It seems as if they were still getting used to the idea of having foreigners on their planet. Solkar took a seat nearest the window to observe the rainfall.

He had been fascinated by Terran's weather patterns. He also found observing Terran's social practices to be just as interesting. Fortunately for him, his orders were to remain at the camp until the delegates arrived. He was rather grateful to remain and observe the new surroundings of the "Montanas".

Especially since a particular Terran had caught his attention. She was the "Bartender" a young Terran female around her mid to late thirties. Solkar found her presence most agreeable since she seemed to always take their dietary needs very seriously. She noticed him and his colleagues sitting furthest away, but that didn't stop her from coming up to greet them.

"Good Afternoon, Gentlemen." She smiled pulling out a writing tool and paper, "What can I do for you?"

"We are taking shelter from the rain," Solkar stated bluntly, "We do not require any refreshments or meals. We shall merely observe."

She nodded putting the items back into her pocket. "Well it might be a while, if you change your mind, don't hesitate to ask."

She turned and disappeared into the swarm. Solkar watched as she continued her work. She carried heavy trays, broke up a few fights, and even helped another Terran stop crying. They certainly did not hide their feelings from each other.

By the time the rain stopped, it was long past nightfall. His crew returned to the ship but he lingered behind. The bar was empty except for the two of them. He watched as she cleaned the remains of the patrons away. An old song crooned softly from the deteriorated radio. Solkar was soothed by the strange calm. That was until Cochrane stumbled in, his face red and flushed.

"(Y/N), can you fix me a drink." He begged.

"The bar is closed, and I cut you off yesterday!" She glowered at him putting her hands on her hips.

"Come one, just one." He looked around desperately and noticed Solkar. He smiled and walked up to him. He clasped Solkar's shoulders and smiled at her. "I don't think our friend here has had a chance to try it?"

"Zef," She scolded in a warning tone, "The last thing we should do is poison "our friend"."

Cochrane laughed and let go of Solkar walking up to (Y/N) arms open. "Come one, just for old time's sake."

She rolled her eyes, "Fine sit down. I'll make you a drink."

Zef wrapped his arms around her and gave her a quick squeeze before releasing her. She waved him off then returned to the counter and disappeared behind it. Cochrane sat down across from Solkar.

"How are you liking Earth so far?" Cochrane asked Solkar

"I find your social behaviors differ greatly from ours," He said looking back at the bar. "I am curious about your," Solkar paused, thinking for a moment.

Zefram leaned in, "Women?"

Solkar turned to him and nodded slightly.

"Well, they shouldn't be too different from the ones on your planet?" Cochrane said with a laugh, "Who is it?"

Before Solkar could respond, (Y/N) returned with a drink for Cochrane. She placed it down on the table and he quickly snatched it up.

"Hey! There's no booze!" He complained.

"I told you I'd make you a drink, just not what kind." She said winking, "Now finish up so I can go to bed I'm tired."

She waited for Zefram to finish his drink before shooing them both away. Once outside Solkar looked up into the night sky, it was completely void of stars. He assumed that the clouds had not fully passed similar to the clouded thoughts in his own mind. He was pulled away from his observation by Zefram who tapped his shoulder. He waved Solkar over to his dwelling.

The inside of Cochrane's dwelling was just as disorganized as his workshop. There were papers, books, clothes, and materials scattered all over. Solkar watched in silence as Zefram dug through an old storage container.

"Here," he said pulling out an old tattered book, "Try this."

Solkar took the book, on the cover was a man with long yellow hair, and a very busty woman leaning against him. He was very confused and nodded toward Cochrane as thanks then promptly exited.

Solkar thought about what Zefram had said. He had not observed human mating rituals before. Perhaps this would give him insight.