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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[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>

[spohkh]

[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.]

[done_in_3]

_{[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.]}

[spohkh]

[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.]

[done_in_3]

<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>

[spohkh]

[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...

[done_in_3]

<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...

[spohkh]

[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.]

[done_in_3]

_{[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

[spohkh]

[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.