As combat appears to be one way of ending pon farr and restoring a Vulcan's sanity, I seriously doubt that Vorik would have continued to try to force B'elanna into anything afterwards even if he had won either against her or Paris. With his sanity restored, I'm certain he would have respected her wishes. Perhaps he might have insisted had she been Vulcan, but as she isn't, I can't see him pushing for something she clearly didn't want. I guess that's why I find it a little harsh when people make him out to be some sort of villian.
It's a somewhat joking reference to signs like these aboard older trains -- which didn't have holding tanks for toilet waste.
You know it's because no one wants Vorik lusting after them. If Spock behaved like this it would be totally cool because many people want Spock lusting after them. Yes it's a double standard No one complained that T'Pol was creepy when she was in her artificially induced Pon Farr throwing herself at all the men.
This is all because Cosmo told you to turn the lights on during sex 30 years ago and no one told you to turn them back off again.
Blind people figure out how to have a superior sense of smell... Turn the lights off and a sighted woman can probably sniff the difference between a gay man and a straight man, but that's about it... however, you could probably figure out he was gay from the exemplary sex even if your nose was right snuffed up.
And by nose you mean? Unfortunately for Vorik (who smells of dust) he speaks. That's the problem, not that he lacks NuSpock's adorable hotness. So maybe you should have turned out my lights and deafened me, for maximum receptiveness.
I just mean I don't have to use ball gags on Taurik and Vorik because I don't have to listen to them. The boys can prattle on about warp fields all they like if that's what they need to get them in the mood. Everybody wins!
Being twins they must share a psychic bond. Going through pon farr at the same time they wouldn't even need a woman as long as they were on the same planet.
Incest or death? No privacy if they share orgasms during their awkward teenage constantly masturbating stage. A surprise comparable to human epilepsy. They can't risk driving, skateboarding or walking a high wire if their brother might be reaching for his own Johnson.
Vorik trips over in the middle of the Starfleet cafeteria, his plomeek soup flying through the air and lands on his face. Excitable humans run to his aid and ask what's happened. Green faced he mumbles, "it was as if millions of potential Vulcans cried out and were silenced.."