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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[demon_prosecutor]

_{[Jim sighed]}

Alright... but I really need a beer if we're talking about this.

_{[Winona paused... then tugged Jim along.]}

I'll text him not to come home tonight, there's an overnight pickup we needed for the horse stables in Fort Dodge he was procrastinating with. I'll have him get it and we'll have all night. How about I make some pancakes?

_{[Jim smiled a bit relieved]}

I'd like that...

_{[He took Spock's hand as Winona was quickly heading downstairs to begin cooking.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock was taken by surprise at how fast the whole exchange was... They were now willing to talk?
Humans...

But then Jim's hand was in his... and Spock couldn't help but squeeze it in reassurance.
He wanted so desperately to know Jim's mind, to ask him how he was... to know what he was feeling and how to help.

However, it was only logical to be content with what you had, and Spock found himself more than fortunate.]

Jim...
[Spock searched Jim's eyes... asking him if he was alright.]

[demon_prosecutor]

_{[He perked as his name was spoken, and he leaned in for a quick kiss.]}

She gets like this, almost mood swings. She's loving and maternal and then she's angry and defensive. You get used to it. Losing my dad really messed her up.

Just roll with it the best you can. You're doing great.

_{[He smiled]}

And thanks for getting the ball rolling. That was a good fight and I feel better.

[spohkh]

[Spock tilted his head, more confused than ever... and a little frustrated that he couldn't have more than a small kiss.
However, he inclined his head.]

Very well, I shall endeavour to do my best Jim.
[Spock would always do his best for Jim.... but he still didn't know how his T'hy'la was.]

[demon_prosecutor]

<sub>[Well he doesn't understand that you still need to know more, Spock so... well he'd going downstairs to drink beer, eat pancakes, and tell his mom finally how he and Sam saved her the grief of a divorce by hiding how Frank was verbally and emotionally abusive.

How he regularly threw things, chased them out of the house, reminded them that they were lower than dirt, as valuable as the dust on the mantle, and as missable as cow excrement. He talked about how Frank was a drinker, a bit lazy, working the kids before himself, and yet he was charming as could be when Winona was around...]</sub>

Sam and I knew you were already overwhelmed with losing Dad... we... didn't want to make it worse on you.

_{[Winona was quiet, tears in her eyes yet unshed]}

When Sam ran away, I tried to tell you but we were all focused on him being gone... when I got back from Tarsus... Frank was just being himself and I was... in a low place. You came home and started screaming at me to shape up, Frank had thrown your green glass vase at me and it was in pieces on the floor, he said I'd broken it and you believed him. It didn't matter but he gave me this... smug smile when you weren't looking. I realized then that evil will always win.

So I stopped trying.


...That's about the time you really started acting out...

It didn't matter to me anymore. I'd lost my mom, my dad, my brother, and then Kodos happened and nothing I could do was going to change where I was in life, people were always going to treat me like a bug to be squashed... so I just did whatever I wanted.

_{[Winona hung her head, ashamed, wounded, grieving for her son.]}

I... don't remember that.

You were kind of out of it...

I believe you... So all those years... you just gave up? You never wanted to go to college or anything, I never got it, you were so academic as a boy.

I thought being successful meant being like you and Frank and Kodos. I didn't want that. The only alternative was being a deviant. _{[he shrugged]}

Like I said, I stopped caring after that.


_{[Winona wiped a tear away, wanting to hide]}

What a heavy burden for a child to carry...

[spohkh]

[Spock listened from his place... seated beside Jim.
He needed to reach out... so on impulse the Vulcan tentatively placed a gentle hand on Jim's shoulder... squeezed, then let go.

To think that this beautiful man was abused terribly as a child. No Vulcan adult would ever dream of terrorizing a child, it just wasn't done.
Spock's mind was blown.

Finally, the Vulcan said something.]

I grieve with thee... with both of thee.

[Loss was a terrible thing.. he knew...he lost an entire planet and his only source of humanity (until Jim that is). But the important thing is that you learned to move on from such atrocities. That was how you grew strength.
It wasn't ever going to be easy... but you only did yourself a disservice by dwelling on what you can't change.

Jim was strong.. he knew that, he recognized it in him every time Jim sat down on that Captain's chair. He had never seen anyone more deserving of the title. And yet, it was the awful trials he had endured that brought him there.
That brought both of them there.]

[demon_prosecutor]

_{[Winona was quiet but nodded at Spock's words.]}

Thank you... and I'm sorry for how I behaved earlier. It was completely out of line.

_{[Jim took a leap and leaned over to kiss Spock's cheek. He's fine, really! He just wants to curl up and sleep though... this kind of emotional talk was exhausting and beer didn't help his energy level.]}

Jim I... don't know how to apologize. I've failed you completely. I was so far gone I didn't even notice you getting horribly abused.

... I'm the worst mother in the world.


No, stop that. I don't want to hear that. You had your head up your ass for a long time.

... I am awake now, Jim... if it means anything to you.

It does. I hope you stay that way.

I think it will. I spent so many years focused on the old hurts, I guess I thought life would run itself while I was away....

Anyway, it is getting rather late... did you boys want to stay here tonight? Frank won't be home for at least half the day tomorrow. Longer if I can bribe him.

[spohkh]

[In that one kiss, Spock could feel how absolutely and utterly tired Jim was.]

Missus Kirk... apologies are unnecessary, but I appreciate the sentiment. I believe we will take you up on your offer...
We are both quite tired and will retire early for the evening.

[Spock looked over at Jim...let's go to bed.]

[demon_prosecutor]

<sub>[She nodded, giving them a quick sendoff for the night as she cleaned up the kitchen.

Jim headed with Spock up to his old bedroom, crawling into his bed. Ah, clean sheets~ Yay sleep!]</sub>

[spohkh]

[Spock follows Jim upstairs... contemplative the entire time. Once inside the room the Vulcan methodically removes his clothing and crawls in beside Jim...

Hesitantly, he places an hand on Jim's arm... just wanting to feel his T'hy'la and his warmth.
It had certainly been an emotional rollarcoaster... he can't imagine what it must be like for Jim right now.]

Ashaya...

[demon_prosecutor]

Hm?

_{[He slides his hand over, wrapping an arm around Spock's waist.]}

You ok? I know there were a lot of... feelings being thrown around down there.

[spohkh]

[Spock takes a moment to formulate an answer...]

I am... well Jim. However, I am amazed at your ability to remain calm. You would have made an exemplary Vulcan.

[Have a small half-smile... Spock was trying to cheer you up it seems.
The Vulcan sunk into the embrace, looping his free arm around Jim as well to hold him closer.
His lips skimmed over Jim's forehead...]

[demon_prosecutor]

_{[He chuckled dryly]}

Emotions get easier the more you experience them, maybe the vulcans should try that rather than suppressing them. In my experience the more you suppress something the more it tends to burst out.

_{[He laid against Spock, closing his eyes as Spock gave him attention. He could use it right now honestly. Just simple non-sexual healing. Crazy for him to think of that...]}

[spohkh]

Indeed... however, expressing the full capacity of our emotions would not produce favourable results unfortunately.
[There's a reason why Vulcans control their emotions.]

But I do find that expressing certain emotions easier when I am around you..
[Spock lifted a hand to trace the lines of Jim's face, feeling the emotions underneath his golden skin. The Vulcan leaned his head forward so that he rested his forehead against his T'hy'la's... and began to purr in contentment..
To be close to another being like this... was beyond compare.]

[done_in_3]

Hm.

[He'd seen Spock angrier than anything he'd ever seen on earth. He believed him when he said emotions were rough on vulcans]

I still stand by what I said.

[He nuzzled Spock]

You wanna do it?

[spohkh]

[Spock quirked an eyebrow...]

You will have to be more specific... do what?

[done_in_3]

[He kissed Spock then, as if to initiate... Well doing it. You get it now?]

[spohkh]

[Spock hummed into the kiss...
Terran language was still foreign to him in many ways... but this he understood.

On the other hand.. was this appropriate right now? Sure he understood that after such an emotional whirlwind, the need for closeness was often there. But Spock wanted to help Jim...fee better. He just didn't know how exactly.

Spock lifted himself up... shifting his weight so that Jim was trapped underneath him... the Vulcan straddling his hips.]

What do you want Ashaya?

[done_in_3]

I want...

[he dragged his fingers up Spock's side, caressing him lightly. He felt it coming on. The exposure... The need to smother that exposure in sex or alcohol... He shifted slightly, cupping Spock's cheek. His gaze changed, looking more in need. A Smokey almost distant sort of look. Was this passion? His touch showed Jim really did need Spock but perhaps not for the reasons he would assume
...]

You to fuck me

[spohkh]

[Spock regarded Jim for a long moment... then tentatively raises his hand to Jim's head, stroking his temple and cheek.
It was unethical for Spock to do this but there was something about Jim that Spock needed to check...
Jim's surface emotions were tumultuous... Though the desire was there it was clouded with a savage need to forget.

The Vulcan hummed, shuddering at Jim's touch.]

Ashaya... any opportunity to be intimate with you is a cherished one... however, I believe you are...

[Spock stopped... Part of him realized that telling Jim he was 'emotionally compromised' was probably a mood killer. Instead, he opted for something else.]

I will make love to you only if you are ready for it. Ashaya, do you trust me?

[done_in_3]

[He nuzzled into the touch, wanting to both dissuade Spock from the mental inquiry and to perhaps remind him of the joys of physical intimacy. He seemed alright enough about it. He wasn't withdrawing... So green light!]

Of course I trust you.

[He covered Spock's hand, pressing their fingers together. He reached forward, pressing their mouths together. Spock please... Just do it, don't waste another minute. He needs this]

[spohkh]

[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.]

[done_in_3]

<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>

[spohkh]

[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.]

[done_in_3]

<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>