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

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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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[Spock gets caught up in the kiss... nipping on Jim's lower lip as he toys with the hem of his pants.
Spock's never been on the taking end of coitus... and he admits that he is feeling some amount of anxiety.
He doesn't want to hurt Jim after all...

Originally he had wanted to meld with Jim... to tell his T'hy'la how much he loved him and to assuage his fears regarding acceptance and worthiness.]

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<sub>[Well abandon those thoughts, Vulcan. Jim was going to be a whole different manner of bed partner tonight. He wanted you to be rough, he wanted you to overpower him... he wanted you to hurt him just a little.

He wraps his fingers around Spock's head, kissing him hard, mewling at his lip was nibbled. He took another kiss, harder than usual, almost angry, eager... but vicious.]</sub>

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[Spock almost frowned into the kiss... feeling the undertones of desperation that made the Vulcan wary.
Nevertheless, Spock continued to kiss Jim at a languid pace....
It would take Jim a fair bit of strength to be 'rough' with a Vulcan.


Spock peels Jim's shirt off.. then moves to discard his sleep shorts....taking a moment to marvel at Jim's beauty. Spock whispers Vulcan endearments in Jim's ear as he reaches over to get the lube.]

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<sub>[Spock was so sweet and generous and gentle and.... fucking irritating. Right now Jim wanted power. He wanted Spock to hold him down and fuck him into the mattress without mercy. He wanted him not to purr but to growl in dominance... how did he communicate that without breaking the mood? Oh, here comes the lube, awesome maybe that would ignite something in the vulcan.

Still, he maybe nibbled a bit too hard on Spock's lips, he scratched his nails across his skin, he held on just a bit too tight... as if trying to squeeze aggressive sex from him. Come on Spock, read his mind. Isn't that what you do?]</sub>

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[Oh... Spock is feeling it alright, and it's concerning him. However, his primal side is quite happy with Jim's actions.

At the bit of nail against his skin, a growl is pulled from deep within the Vulcan's chest as his fingers stutter over the tube of lube.
It is difficult to contain himself when Jim is being so utterly wanton below him...
...but it's tainted with something that Spock cannot name.

Slowly with coated fingers, Spock circles Jim's entrance, attempting to loosen the skin there.
The Vulcan tried to control the kisses to no avail.


Spock was starting to lose his restraint.]

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_{[Don't think about it Spock, just do it. Just fuck him hard and fast. Make him yours. He shivers at the growl, returning with one of his own. He dragged his nails across Spock again. As the vulcan prepped him he let out a moan that was more like a sob. Jim turned his head to the side against the pillow, arching his back, looking almost consumed with want... or fear... or something unnamable.]}

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[Spock breaks away from the kiss only to bite hard into Jim's shoulder, while at the same time pressing forward with one finger.

He doesn't take long in preparation, the impatience and longing bleeding furiously from Kirk in waves. He's careful though... he would never dream of hurting Jim.
Spock groans as those nails continue to dig into him, thrusting three fingers inside of Jim.... aiming for his prostate on every thrust.]

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<sub>[He's writhing and panting and pushing on Spock as he's bitten. And yet he's arching, moaning almost loud enough to wake Winona down the hall. Was he struggling against Spock? Or was he just excited?

He dug his nails into the vulcan's body, and his own soon began to shiver. His skin puckered with goosebumps as he did so.]</sub>

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[Spock buried his head in Jim's neck... placing kisses on the heated skin there... whispering Jim's name in a mantra as he slowly pushed forward into him.
Spock's hands slid down Jim's thighs... encouraging the other man to wrap his legs around him.

The Vulcan moaned...guttural and deep as he slid home... making sure to keep still while Jim' adjusted.]

Ashaya...

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<sub>[He moaned a bit in discomfort, or invasion, or just...something as Spock entered him. There was more pushing, almost struggling. Was Jim trying to escape? He seemed unhappy in his position... and yet he was moaning in pleaure. Or he was at least making noise.

He took Spock's hands, and laid his against the mattress, mirroring the position of imprisonment... He had been moving a lot this time around...]</sub>

Hold me down...

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[Spock gasps into Jim's neck.
Jim's mind has been consumed by darkness and lust... filled with something sinister that the Vulcan could not quite grasp.
Spock hesitated for only a moment... wondering if he should pull away...and yet, he couldn't make himself do it.
It was more than the sex... Jim needed to feel something right now.
Gently, Spock took Jim's wrists in his grasp and held them down on the bed... and slowly moved within his T'hy'la... setting a calculated pace.

This was almost overwhelming for the Vulcan... the sensations were more than he had anticipated.]

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_{[Good good, Spock. Very good... you were obedient. The darkness in Jim seemed to flare up, like a flame eating a fresh piece of wood. Jim mewled as he was held down, pushing against Spock, testing his grip. Not tight enough... same for that pre-set passionless thrusting. He groaned in a low voice.]}

Harder

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[Spock groaned.... angling his face so that he kissed Jim's temple...]

Ashaya...
No, Jim...

[Spock continued his languid pace... and lifted his head so that he could look at Jim's face.]

Look at me Jim.

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Mnnn

_{[he whined as he looked into Spock's eyes. He needed something. He needed Spock to move faster, finish him off, to calm him down from the emotional discharge he'd had downstairs... to fuck the pain away. His eyes pleaded.]}

... please, Spock.

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[Spock leans his forehead against Jim's... refusing to change his pace.
The Vulcan shudders against Jim's cooler skin.]

I am here Ashaya... be here with me.
[Spock can feel that mind crying out to him...
Spock can't give him this... not like this. Not in this frame of mind.

Instead Spock removes his hands from Jim's wrists... on hand goes to Jim's length... pumping in a rhythm to match Spock's thrusting..

...the other cups Jim's face as Spock kisses him once more.]

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_{[In that moment.. Jim stared into Spock's eyes, his own burning into the inky black depths. He read his First, slowly coming to understand he was serious about not giving in. He wasn't going to get his way this time and he rebelled at first. He whined and growled a bit but the darkness... swayed. Jim seemed to surface from his strange unnamable ailment. His mind felt familiar once more as he resigned himself to regular sex... and purred in contentment, offering Spock a 'clean' set of moans that were only made of pleasure, euphoria, and love.]}

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[Spock let out a breath of air that he did not know he was holding and continued on... caressing Jim's face causing tingling sensations to follow the path those fingers traversed.

Spock knew he wasn't going to last long, being his first time like this... His shuddering intensified as his growl stuttered.]

Jim... J-Jim...!

Uh oh! 666th comment. the devil comment!

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<sub>[he shivered again as Spock touched his face. He could do that?? this time, writhing once more, tossing his head to the side. His emotions were pure this time, no darkness to be felt. He was pure ecstasy, feeling his one and only inside him, his unobtainable First...

He had little time left with that hotter-than-human hand jacking him. That double ridged phallus and oh was he noticing that now that it had his full attention. His cries rose in pitch. In the final throughs of it, he grabbed Spock's face, making sure they were eye to eye. He wanted to watch his mate come...]</sub>

Come for me, Spock... Do it.

pffffft~ XD

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[Spock whined as he desperately searched Jim's eyes... looking for any trace of the darkness that he had sensed before. Finding nothing but pure and utter Jim Spock gasped as he came... his body freezing as he was overcome with the amazing ecstasy... and being surrounded by Jim...

...his t'hy'la.
Shuddering through the waves of aftershocks, Spock leaned his forehead against Jim's... breathing him in. The Vulcan's hand continued to move over Jim, wanting to bring the human to completion as well.]

Eeeeevil

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<sub>[He was completely himself, shivering only with pleasure, only with love and want and in the safety of his love's hold.

He was safe... yes.

He melted against Spock's touch, moaning his name once as he came. He wrapped his arms around him, holding on like a lifeline. Arching against him, closing his eyes against his touch.]</sub>

>:D

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[Spock nuzzled into Jim's neck, savouring the contact and the scent of his T'hy'la...
This was home, and place where he was whole.

The part of Spock's mind that wasn't blissed out was still completely unnerved by Jim's earlier actions. The Vulcan had wanted to take his time and savour each and every inch of Jim... but he could do that any time. What worried him the most was the darkness that Spock felt.
It was as if Jim wanted to be hurt.
Did Jim feel like he had to be punished? That was illogical, he had done nothing wrong...
Spock's mind was buzzing with a thousand questions, not being able to completely understand the connect emotional reactions that Jim had projected.

The Vulcan shifted off of Jim and stretched out beside him... carding a hand through his golden locks. Spock's chest rumbled with a contented purr... hoping to lull Jim into a much needed sleep.]

I just saw Black Swan, I am shell shocked.... just... wow

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_{[He held Spock close, stoking his skin... then he leaned into the caress as Spock pet his hair. He seemed a whole other man now. A calm one, pure, blissful, content... he laid against Spock's chest, listening and feeling the purr... and did as his mate willed. He was exhausted already, sleep was but a whim away... he closed his eyes and was gone. Deep into slumber leaving Spock aloe with his need for answers.]}

*snerk*

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[Spock held Jim close as he lost himself in thought.

It had pained him to see Jim so... what was that anyway? The Vulcan didn't have a word for it.
It was as if Jim was lost... his mind clouded in fear and desperate want of something that Spock did not want to give. The last thing on the Vulcan's mind was to hurt Jim... and yet, that's what Spock saw. Jim wanted to be hurt... to be taken brutally.

A dark part of Spock's mind smirked... taunting him with the fact that yes.. he could hurt Jim a lot, and quite easily too. It was only a matter of losing some of that Vulcan control.
That terrified Spock deeply... That dark part reminded him of all the things that Spock had yet to tell Jim about Vulcans... and that Jim being human was not an advantage.
The Vulcan nearly shuddered at the thought.

His mind once again focused on his T'hy'la... He needed answers, yet he knew that asking Jim wouldn't produce what he needed to know. Sure he could get all the raw facts, but the knowledge on how to deal with these... raw emotions wasn't going to come from Jim.
Winona was no good to go to... Sam, while lost, wouldn't know what to do either what with being absent from Jim's life for so long.

Spock nearly sighed, but refrained from the painfully human action. He needed to meditate... his mind was almost sore from everything he's had to process.
Closing his eyes, the Vulcan slowed his breathing and relaxed his body. Laying against Jim he slipped into a deep meditative state.]

No really, I am dreaming up a completely ooc ballet AU.

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_{[Spock was wise in his assumptions. None of the humans he knew could help him here. But there was one... who would only make himself known once the vulcan reached deep meditation state. Once established, Spock would sense...applause. A slow clap, or at least the man's desire to give him one.]}

Congratulations Spock... you did it. I knew you would.

pfffffff!

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[Spock stood in the darkness of his subconscious... eyes searching for the source of the sound.]

Who is there?

[Spock was greatly unnerved... who had infiltrated his mental space? But... that voice was also very familiar. Something he had heard recently.]