K/S Hospital Scene bc Into Darkness was so K/S TASTIC

[done_in_3]

It was so sudden. He woke up with a flash, bright lights, soft sounds, a bed, he was alive?? But he'd died in the chamber...in engineering. Spock and he had exchanged that vulcan hand-thing whatever the hell it was. He'd died, he was dead. Was this heaven? Holy....

No. Bones was here nagging at him.

"Oh don't be so melodramatic, you were barely dead. You've been out cold for two weeks."

He was so...taken aback. What had happened? He just remembered being in the locked chamber watching Spock shed tears, glimmering tears of anguish as he slowly died of radiation poisoning... his heart lurched at the memory. He didn't know the vulcan was even capable...

And then Spock was in the room, approaching him. Suddenly... everything else was forgotten. Hell even Bones was gone in his mind, though he could hear the doctor put in a "You know Uhura and I had something to do with it too."

"....Thanks, Spock... for saving my life..."
 

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[engineering_made_easy]

_{[Jim nodded immediately.]}

Sure. I'll be right outside. <sub>[looking at the artwork and the photos arranged in the gallery...

Meanwhile, Sarek waited for the human in the party to exit the room before addressing his son once more.]</sub>

Speak your mind, Spock.

[spohkh]

[Spock watches as Jim leaves... then sits back down, looking at his father.]

Father... I am compelled to ask about your well being.
[Spock shifts in his seat, unsure of how to ask...]

... how are you?

[engineering_made_easy]

_{[He didn't quite understand what his son was asking for. He was perfectly fine...]}

I appreciate your concern though it is unnecessary. I am physically healthy.

_{[Can you imagine your mother rolling her eyes, Spock?]}

[spohkh]

[Spock quirks an eyebrow...]

My apologies, I was not specific enough, though it is good to know of your physical soundness.
[Spock seemed to collect himself...]


Have you been experiencing any side-effects of a severed bond since mother's...death? [If Spock were human, he would be showing all the signs of nervousness...
...as it was... he sat there, back straight, hands in his lap as he quietly regards his father.

Inside thought? He was squirming.]

[engineering_made_easy]

<sub>[Squirming? So was he... You managed to touch the only nerve he seemed to have. Of course he had no visual symptoms but he very subtly... was unnerved by son's observation.

He was silent for nearly seventy seconds.]</sub>

While I must commend your observation... I do not believe that is any of your business.

However... I must also admit that in this situation your mother would already be acting as a mediator of sorts... As that is something we must accommodate for ourselves and each other now...

Yes. I am doing what I can to mitigate its effects... what of yourself, Spock?

[spohkh]

[Spock inclined his head. Truth all the way.]

It has been... difficult. However, I have found that being with those who are considered to be 'family' makes the... absence less so.

[Indeed, being surrounded by those he considers friends... his family on the Enterprise has helped a lot. But wasn't having friends illogical? Negative... he could not deny it now.]

Father... it is my hope that from now on... we can be an emotional support to one another.
[Spock was basically asking Sarek to be apart of his life again... and be like his family on the Enterprise. And now that Spock was on the brink of starting his own family, he wanted Sarek to be very much apart of it.]

[engineering_made_easy]

_{[Truth was something Sarek could always appreciate even if it was in a subject he didn't wish to dabble in. He took Spock's news with grace, meaning he didn't react visibly. But he did take his son's words to... not to heart, but to mind. Amanda did leave her wisdom in him, this precious child they created who was her lasting legacy. He had only seen the beginnings of her hopes for Spock when he left for Starfleet and saved their elders... he was learning from his own child same as Amanda had hoped all of Vulcan and Earth would. It was a deeply moving thing he could not yet articulate... and he'd keep it to himself for now.]}

I believe your mother would be pleased... if she were here now...

I agree, Spock. _{[He wants to be in your life, son. He really always did.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock holds eye contact with his father for a long moment... and when he finds what he is looking for he stands.
Inclining his head, the younger Vulcan lifts his hand in a traditional Ta'al.]

We will contact you as soon as a decision is made... Peace and long life to you Father, until next we meet.

[Soon... they would meet again soon.]

[engineering_made_easy]

_{[Sarek offers the Ta'al in return]}

I am grateful for your inclusion...

Live long and prosper, my son...

_{[Indeed, he'd see if you two wanted to eat lunch with him sometime, boring as that might be... he may have to admit that while he had no shortage of contacts, he has fallen quickly and deeply into a very cold and lonely life without his wife as a ballast.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock formally bowed... then headed for the door.

Once again, he hesitated... stopping at the door, he turned and looked back on the older Vulcan, alone in his grand office.]

Father... please, do not hesitate to contact me at any time. Jim and I would be pleased to hear from you.

[With that last pronouncement, he left the office...
It didn't take long to find Jim. It was as if he had a homing signal on his T'hy'la...]

Jim... are you prepared to leave? Shall we stop at the Vulcan grocer?

[engineering_made_easy]

<sub>[Sarek had no other response than a formal vulcan farewell. However his son was brilliantly targeting his main problem. After the loss of his wife he had lost a social outlet he had come to depend on. Traditional vulcans didn't require such a thing and he was isolated in his loneliness. Unable to name his pain while being forced to conceal it to remain astute in his profession. His one comfort.

He may reach out to his son rather soon...

And Jim wasn't exactly hiding but he had wandered out of view behind a large pillar, looking at the various photos hanging from it on all sides.]</sub>



Hm? Yeah, I'm ready. And absolutely. I'm cooking plomeeks today, that's the whole plan. _{[he smiled]}

[spohkh]

[Spock gave Jim a small smile.... then quickly looked around.
Seeming to find the coast clear, he pushed Jim back in behind the pillar and gave him a small, chaste kiss.]

[engineering_made_easy]

<sub>[he gasped softly as Spock cornered and kissed him. Wow, was his First already getting so daring? Oh this was going to be...wait, that's it? That tiny little kiss?

He held Spock's shoulders and kissed him harder, licking along his lips. Just... just a tiny bit more, ok? A wee bit more sugar than that cheap little peck you gave him. Don't push him against anything unless you meant business.]</sub>

[spohkh]

[Spock was taken by slight surprise...well...
...perhaps this was behaviour he should be expecting by now. No matter, Spock wasn't complaining or anything. Actually, quite the contrary. The Vulcan had fallen into the kiss, opening his mouth in surrender to his love.... and deepening it by wrapping his strong, Vulcan arms around Jim's waist.

For a moment, Spock forgot he was at the Embassy... a public space...with his father just down the hall.
Jim, you've ruined a Vulcan, I hope you're happy. heh]

[engineering_made_easy]

<sub>[He's elated. But to focus on the subject at hand, He slid his hands down Spock's back, fitting his hands into the vulcan's back pockets. He pulled away, licking his lips, then leaned in for Spock's neck.

He kissed his skin hotly, moving up his jaw as he crawled over Spock on their bed. They'd rushed to the grocer and home, the plomeeks were unattended on the table as they'd rushed to their room. Spock had lit a fire at the embassy and nothing else could get done until it had at least flared.

Jim's hands pushed down into Spock's pants, tearing the clothing away, then his shirt, underwear, everything.]</sub>

[spohkh]

[Spock groaned as the sensations once more overwhelmed him... The trip to the grocer had been a blur, his focus completely on the man he had the honour to call T'hy'la.
The heat of the Vulcan desert did not compare to the heat that flared in Spock for his intended... The Vulcan growled in frustration as Jim's clothing decided to give him a difficult time... a tearing sound filled the room as Spock forcefully removed Jim's shirt, then moved on to his pants.

Soon, blessedly delicious skin stretched over his own... and Spock purred in contentment as ran his hands down Jim's chest.]

/fans self/ oh hon-baby~

[demon_prosecutor]

_{[He growled as Spock ripped his clothes off and bit his shoulder as a response. He pulled the scraps of fabric away and threw them aside. From there he slid his own ruined pants off and got the lube out. Fuck foreplay, they'd held it in check all the way home and he couldn't wait a second longer. He stretched Spock as quickly as could be allowed and then he was inside. He gripped Spock tight as he proceeded to pound him into the mattress at a merciless pace. He was on fire, angry passion pouring through him as he pushed them both closer to oblivion.]}

*snerk*

[spohkh]

[The Vulcan, having wrapped his legs around Jim's torso, was feeling every move Jim made. It was exquisite.
Spock shuddered, his hands grasping at Jim's shoulders as his prostate was pounded against relentlessly. Arching his back, Spock cried out... nearing his climax.

It was kind of amazing to think, that barely twenty four hours ago... he had no experience with this kind of thing.
Spock pressed his face against Jim's neck, saying his T'hy'la's name like a prayer... It didn't take much for Spock to be sent over the edge. With a final shudder and cry, the Vulcan erupted... the hot mess pooling between them... clenching around Jim as he trembled through the after-shocks.]

[demon_prosecutor]

_{[He came in short order, Spock's name was more a whimper than a moan as it tumbled from Jim's lips. He sighed, his eyes dilated and he appeared his most vulnerable as well as his most sexually attractive. He looked into Spock's eyes as they rode out their separate orgasms. And then in short order he was curled around him, holding him close, petting his hair, and pressing soft almost lazy kisses to his cheekbone and the corner of his eye]}

[spohkh]

[Spock purred as he came down from the height of ecstasy... and held onto his T'hy'la. Those kisses were very welcome as Spock gently touched Jim's skin...

...almost as if reaffirming that he was indeed there. Of course that was illogical... but then again, he did give into his human half more than he would admit. Jim was too good to be true.

Spock returned the sloppy kisses with some of his own...]
Ashaya...

[demon_prosecutor]

<sub>[This was a gentle moment, after the heat and fire and angry lust of about twenty seconds ago...this was a nice change. Slow, unhurried, soft... Jim had never given in to these moments with other lovers though they always wanted him to. He never cared for them enough to want them after he'd gotten off. That's all sex was to him before Spock. Just a way to blow off steam.

Spock however... he couldn't stop touching. He held him close, caressed his skin, returned his kisses... this was so sappy he should be sickened by it and yet it only felt righteously perfect.]</sub>

I love you

_{[That vulcan term though...]}

Should I call you anything?

[spohkh]

[Spock hummed... then pulled his head back to regard Jim with an amused expression.]

You refer to a term of endearment? You may call me anything you wish Jim... within reason of course.
But I have always found that words can be meaningless but for the intent behind them.
[Spock leaned his forehead against Jim's.]

When you say my name it is so much more than just my name. [Vulcan romance.... who knew it was all about grammar.]

[demon_prosecutor]

Really? You call me pet names half the time you refer to me, and don't think I haven't noticed you've started saying 'Captain' differently.

And... agreed. But you know I do mean it, Spock.

_{[there, he said your name. Maybe he should just say your name more frequently while he thinks about what to call you...]}

[spohkh]

[Spock's lips twitched in a small smile as he gave Jim a chaste kiss.]

'Pet' names? Ah.. you refer to Ashaya? I would hardly call a 'pet' beloved... it is a name reserved for bondmates. According to Vulcan culture... I have been rather rebellious in my actions.

[Oh yes, Spock was the bad boy Vulcan... being all promiscuous and romantic.]

[demon_prosecutor]

It's a turn of phrase here on Earth. I'm not your bondmate yet though... _[YET]

Well... how do you know other vulcans aren't just as generous with their terms of endearment? Isn't their use restricted to private moments _{[like this one?]}

How do you know they aren't all secretly calling each other every name in the book?