K/S Hospital Scene bc Into Darkness was so K/S TASTIC
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..."
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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[Come morning, Jim wakes... and is content to go right back to sleep in Spock's hold. He leans up and presses a kiss to Spock's mouth. Wake up darling~
He felt great today, on top of the world. Why? He maybe battled his demons last night until Spock stopped him... but that didn't matter. He was still triumphant, he handled what he'd been given and the tone of last night was more Spock's problem than his.]
Wake up beautiful.
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Jim... good morning Ashaya.
[Spock searches Jim's face for any indication of what might have transpired last night... but he sees nothing but calm happiness.
So, the Vulcan lifts his hand to cradle Jim's face... pressing another kiss to that mouth.]
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[He melts into that kiss, nearly purring.]
Mnnnn~ How did you sleep?
[because he slept awesome. Spock was here and they'd had good sex and life was grand.]
How do you...feel? Becoming a man now and all?
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Jim... I am Vulcan. I do not know what you mean.
[Of course he bloody well knows what you mean, he's just being an ass and being hard to get along with.
The Vulcan smirks as he leans in for another kiss, interpreting how much he loved being with Jim.
But... Spock wasn't ready to put into words what he felt last night. What he had gotten from Jim at the beginning had almost scared the Vulcan and made him hyper aware for the rest of their time together.
Ka'adith.
There was always next time.]
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[Jim hummed, either unconvinced or just amused. He met Spock in the middle, taking that kiss with pleasure.]
You know I'm not going to take that as an excuse much longer. I'm starting to think that's just how you opt out of trying to understand me being human.
But I'll remind you if you want...
[He straddled Spock's hips, sliding under the blanket, not breaking from the kiss.]
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Jim was incorrect... Spock did understand, he was simply avoiding the conversation. Was it prolonging the pain? Negative.
Spock merely did not desire to 'ruin the moment'.
The Vulcan carded his fingers through Jim's hair... every now and again swiping a thumb or finger across his temple, shuddering at the stimulating contact. His mouth went slack in invitation.
His mind could not be stopped though, a thousand questions whirling around in his head.... he was contemplating too many things to be truly in the moment. Should he tell Jim that he had seen his father? But then he would be required to tell Jim what his father had said... Part of him believed that Jim was not ready for that. He predicted a negative response as opposed to a positive one... and it may even cause a rift between them. No... first, they had to have complete trust in each other.
When would that be?
Spock wasn't sure... On the other hand, it would include Jim completely letting go. To be able to leap off the edge and trust that Spock will catch him at the bottom... as opposed to Jim's current behaviour of leaping without looking... and not expecting anything good at the end.]
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[Spock was correct... hearing about his father would please Jim but knowing the subject of their conversation would unnerve him. Best not to bring it up.
For now he kissed Spock deeper, held his face in his hands, pressing him down. In a few kisses he'd disappear under the blanket with a wicked smirk. His mouth would be felt once more around Spock's member.]
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The Vulcan doesn't move his hips though, and allows Jim to take control. Lovingly, Spock strokes Jim's ears and massages his scalp in encouragement as the Vulcan purrs his appreciation.]
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HAPPY 700!
The Vulcan catches on his breath as his head falls back in pleasure. His hands still only for a moment as his brain seems to reboot... sending sparks all over his body at Jim's ministrations.
It's all too entirely good. Almost overwhelming. The Vulcan's heart beats fast as his skin becomes that much hotter... Everything is Jim.. he is surrounded by Jim...
It's not going to last long as the Vulcan moans, miraculously keeping his hips still.]
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[Well that was likely part of it. Jim also just had a thing for sexual intimacy. He liked sex and he loved sex with Spock. He might also have an unconscious belief that he had to put out which wasn't a big deal since he liked putting out. Or had he just learned to like it?
Something for you to discover later, Spock~
For now, he took Spock completely into his mouth, humming around the shaft as his tongue went to work massaging those ridges. Those were particularly nice to him last night.]
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All thought seems to escape the Vulcan as he comes with a cry, Jim's name spilling from his lips with a whimper.
Vaguely... and listlessly... Spock pulls on Jim's arms, wanting him to come back up.]
Jim... Ashaya.. that was not necessary, but greatly appreciated. [You will never hear complaints from the Vulcan when you do that.]
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Hmmm... If I don't do it Spock, who will?
Sorry for my absence m'dear~
You may have a point Ashaya... however, do not believe that I require it as payment.
You are what Vulcans call Ta'an... a gift.
[Spock is looking at Jim like he is the most amazing thing ever. His bright, unguarded face exudes the love he has for his T'hy'la.]
Did anything awesome happen? I'll be on tonight.
[He looked into his eyes, taking in the love in his expression. He'd seen that look before on other partners and normally it unnerved him. He wasn't comfortable with getting too close to anyone. Spock was even more intense in this desire than the others. He wanted all of Jim. Granted he seemed to be someone who would love him unconditionally. Jim looked at him with uncertainty, awe, and eventually trust.
He touched their foreheads together]
And who did the giving exactly?
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I would like to think we are of equal opportunity.
[Of course he wanted all of Jim, because Jim was his everything. Spock meant it when he said that he would be with Jim in whatever capacity he allowed...
...because to not be with him in some form or another would be akin to not breathing.]
Perhaps... we should prepare ourselves for the day?
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[In which case he gets up, heads to the shower, and gets some clothes on. Once he's dressed he steals one more kiss from Spock... or two. Or five, why not?]
Alright, got to go face Mom... how much do you want to bet she's been hitting the whiskey all night?
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Straightening his shirt he looks at Jim with no small amount of exasperation.]
I would rather not wager... however I am uncertain if I should apply the benefit of the doubt either. We will have to, as they say, 'wait and see'.
[Spock opens the door for Jim... time to face the music.]
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Ah hey mom... you... ok?
Fine.
What's all the booze about?
Just thinking.
About what we talked about?
About all the things you told me.
... ah... sorry about that....
No, don't be sorry... it's my fault. I let you down. I didn't notice your abuse. I I married a jackass.
Alright mom, it's okay. That happened a long time ago...
It doesn't matter, it's news to me now!
Ah... okay, I'm gonna let you think... have you let the horses out?
No, they're fine in the barn.
No they need to go outside. Do you keep them in there all the time?
Yeah, lately. There's a new one Frank found in the wild. Still needs to be broken. It's caused a lot of trouble trying to escape, the fence isn't fixed yet.
I'll get on that then.
[And he makes a quick escape from the house.]
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This was not what he was expecting... or, at least hoped wouldn't be the case. Jim was right once again. Then again, he seems to know his mother more than his mother knows him...
Spock nearly shakes his head in sad amazement.]
Missus Kirk. It seems that you have neglected to take care of yourself after last night's discussion.
You must forgive me if what I ask is disrespectful, however may I inquire as to why you have resigned yourself to such behaviour?
[Drinking was irresponsible. Illogical.
Of course the Vulcan saw how humans used the substance as a way of 'letting loose' and having 'fun' during social events. But this?
This was appalling.
She had once again proven that she was entirely immersed in herself... walling Jim out with her drink.
Surely she knew what she was doing? Spock had higher hopes for adults.
Spock hated being wrong.]
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It's not disrespectful. And it's keeping me relaxed. It's keeping me from going crazy, that's a thing I doubt a vulcan would understand, no offense.
[She can sense the vulcan doesn't approve but she doesn't care about his opinion honestly]
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So you justify your actions by resorting to 'liquid courage'? You are, once again, ignoring the issue.
[That's right, Spock was implying that you're running away from your issues... You're so caught up in fear that you've been swallowed by self-pity.]
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[Her voice was low, sardonic, as dark as the bourbon she swallowed before she spoke again.]
My son's not here now, tell me what you really think.
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He debated whether or not it was wise to engage a drunk woman...
...no matter.]
Missus Kirk, your ignorance is appalling, I would suggest you cease making statements about things you do not fully comprehend.
You wish to know what I think? Do you truly wish to know? I am curious Missus Kirk, about what you actually know about Vulcans and emotions... and why you think I need knowledge of them to see what is transpiring here.
[Spock was giving Winona an out. They could speak now... or she could run away, like she always did.
Your move.]
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Call me Winona.
[She'll have none of your sassing while calling her politely. Oh no. And her voice enriched itself with an angry contemptuous energy.]
That's what I asked, Commander Spock. And why don't you educate me about how wrong I am? It seems to be a theme this weekend.
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Gah! I feel like I was too harsh on Winona.
She definitely doesn't think much of Spock.
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Jim is totally topless outside. So.... there's that.
:p
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Happy 800!
Whoo!
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ooh thank you for that loveliness!
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Wanna fast forward to after supper? Or do you want table talk? :3
fast forward.
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If this is too much we can break it up into tags. I know I godmodded more than I was permitted
Wow~ This is kind of epic! XD
Didn't expect that?
XD You're like a box of chocolates~ <3
Oh alright Forrest
:p
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how's the trip? and how's that ipad?
awkward as heck to type on... :p
I believe in you!
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I got a new phone :3
ooooh~ :)
So far it's... awfully quiet
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you want to skip through Frank leaving?
sure~
Or I might write something up, idk, it feels like I've built it up enough I should write SOMETHING
That was a beautiful tag btw~ I think I'm going to love the Winona/Spock interactions
Me too~ I already see her becoming a sort of mom to him
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Happy 900!
WHOOO!
I think this is our longest running thread by a couple hundred tags
:p I'm at my other brother's place. I can't get aim, but I'm here for the next two hours~ ^_^
You went home? Downtown wasn't much fun?
My 'other' brother. XD He lives downtown. :p
aaaaah right
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Bad-ass Vulcan to the rescue! XD
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