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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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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[That's right, you'll have to earn it. Spock's not very happy right now.]
How wrong you are? Fascinating... [Spock could hardly believe that after everything... Winona was refusing to see what was right in front of her.
The Vulcan only gave a moment for pity before he once again turned a hard eye on the blond woman.]
I believe it would be wise for you to shift your focus. Tell me, it is logical that when one is presented with their mistakes to better themselves? Or to wallow in self-pity so that they my continue making those mistakes?
This is not a difficult situation Missus Kirk. It does not matter right now that you were wrong... it matters that Jim has a responsible, responsive mother in his life.
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Jim doesn't have a mother, right. You too... or did that come from you? Is that it?
Fine, I'm a failure. I get it. He doesn't need to bother with me anymore, and neither do you. Unless you have some sick enjoyment you're getting from this and don't you lecture me kid.
Are you a parent? Do you have any idea what this feels like?
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[Spock practically growled the word to silence her madness. The Vulcan takes a moment to collect himself from that brief emotional display. He didn't mean to raise his voice.
Ka'adith.
Spock doesn't point fingers... his body language remaining calm while his face only gives a hint at his anger.]
You believe I do not comprehend loss? That you are the only victim in this scenario?
I understand perfectly what it is like to not have a mother. And if it is at all within my power... I will make certain that Jim never experiences that pain.
[Spock was silent for a moment... gathering his thoughts.]
He needs you... it is an apparent gap that I cannot fill for Jim. He needs you Missus Kirk. I would suggest putting the bottle away and, as they say, 'start fresh'.
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Right, he was so hung up on your mother. I'm the bitch who wasted her life moping while your mother was an angel without wings. All my effort is for nothing, it's like I haven't even tried to get over it.
Do you think I would be that selfish? That I didn't want to be there for my children? I can't or I would have by now. You think you're the first person to ever care about Jim. Like you're going to save him from me.
Go on, see how that works out. I hope you do take him away from here, he's got a lot of awful memories of this place apparently.
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My mother was not an angel, and you are not a degrading classification for a female canine.
However, I must admit, you have a fascinating way of showing your care.
Whether you wish to believe it or not, I am not your enemy Missus Kirk. It is my wish to see both you and Jim in a healthy relationship.
Though I find myself confused... why do you believe that you cannot be there for them?
[The million dollar question.]
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And don't you think if I could be better I would? Do you think I haven't tried? You come in here with nothing but judgment but not an ounce of understanding. Have you ever had to overcome something that was impossible for you? Have you ever been unable to cope?
You walk in my shoes a while, son. Then you talk to me.
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Again, your ignorance is not appreciated, neither is your attempt at deflection. Answer the question Missus Kirk.
Why have you allowed yourself to become this?
[Was Spock upset? A little. The fact that she was attempting to degrade him by claiming that he did not understand was a low blow. Everyone had their traumas... their losses. And yet, everyone deals with it differently.]
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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.
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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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Wold Starfleet be able to do anything? They aren't cops and Frank isn't in their service...
Maybe they could enforce a restraining order? Meh, maybe I shouldn't have suggested them.
Oh I think they'd offer her asylum if she needed it. I dunno that they could do much to Frank
XD They could discreetly beat him up. *snerk*
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