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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<sub>[Jim relaxes under Spock's touch, enjoying his soft caress. Was it only ten days they'd been together? Jim had ached for Spock to even notice him before Khan. So many nights he had laid awake on Enterprise thinking about him and telling himself he could never let Spock know how he felt and cursing himself for falling in love with the one man he could never have.

And now he did. Spock was doting on him and he wanted it to go on forever.]

[He felt a bit betrayed at the idea Spock would leave to help his mother. He was so content here with Spock holding his hand. Don't go, oh please stay here with him. He feels so much better when he's close by.]</sub>



Hm? I can use a replicator just fine, Spock. Thank you though.

_{[Winona could tell Jim was more comfortable with Spock at his side.}

[spohkh]

[Spock doesn't really pay attention to Winona as she leaves... his focus is entirely on Jim as he assess his projected thoughts.
As soon as they are alone, the Vulcan leans down to capture those lips...]

Ashaya, I am here. I was only being polite to your mother. Wani ro yani ra Aisha....

[Spock breath hitches as he continues to caress Jim's fingers, and place gentle kisses to those lips.]

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it's okay, I'm glad you're getting along. I think she likes you... I love you too baby.

_{[He squeezed Spock's hand and kissed back eagerly. He raised his hand to pet Spock's hair back and keep him close. He kissed him greedily as though Spock were water and he was parched]}

[spohkh]

Ashaya, you are insatiable... As much as I desire you at this moment, we must remember that your mother is about to return. It would not do to be caught in such a compromising position.

[Spock was definitely amused... but he didn't disengage from the kiss.... allowing Jim to end it when he wanted to.]

that's silly. If Jim stopped kissing when he wanted they'd never stop

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insatiable? You say it like it's a bad thing.

I like it when you call me that name. Maybe we can talk her into going home early tonight.

_{[he kissed Spock one more time then laid back in his pillows just in time for his mother to return with food. Breakfast was served and Jim ate like a marine, finishing in under five minutes. Winona regarded Spock ]}

Spock you've got to be exhausted. Do you need to go bond for a while? I'll sit with Jim today. I'll switch with you at night.

If Jim *wanted* to stop kissing, surely the world would end. :p

[spohkh]

[Spock was about to agree with Jim until Winona walked back in...

He was quite pleased to see Jim eat so vigorously... it meant that he was getting better.
Oh.... leave Jim?

Spock looked between Jim then Winona... Was he intruding? Was he allowed to say he didn't want to leave? He's not that tired, especially after the satisfactory sleep he had with Jim last night.]

[Spock opened the bond... asking Jim what 'he' wanted to do...]

in a fire ball

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[He feels fine honestly. He just wants to go home. Winona took his late away.]

Ah I don't think Spock should leave me for a while mom. My head gets fuzzy...

Oh right you did say that...

Sorry

No it's fine. We'll all just hang here together.

You two might as well get to know each other. I didn't sleep well last night.I think I'm gonna take a nap soon. We can talk about whatever until then.

It's okay. Go on and sleep Baked Alaska.

[spohkh]

[Spock quirks an eyebrow at Winona...]

Baked Alaska?

[The Vulcan takes his seat. For now he is quite content to spend his time with Winona...
...considering how he first met her, its amazing how far they have come. In all honesty, he's still not quite comfortable with her...

...but he's as comfortable with her as he is with various acquaintances.]

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Huh? Oh. I had dessert names for all the boys. George was chocolate mousse. Little George is Mud Pie. Jim's blonde like me so I call him Baked Alaska. You ever see one? It's an ice cream pie covered in meringue and blow torched until its about the color of Jim's hair.

[spohkh]

[Spock's eyebrows go up...]

Well.... you are sweet Ashaya.

[Spock looks entirely too amused as he regards the two humans.]

Go to sleep Jim, we will be here.
When we have an opportunity to talk to McCoy, I will attempt to convince him that we can take care of you at home.

we should time skip to Jim waking up in his bed at the farm

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I prefer 'smooth' myself... you two play nice... g'night

sounds good~ I wish my brother's ipad liked aim...

[spohkh]

[Spock and Winona were finally able to convince McCoy that he could be taken care of at the family farm.

Strangely, Spock felt... oddly at home here. Winona was always bustling about, taking care of the house. It was something his mother always did and it felt...

...familiar. Comfortable.

For now, Spock sat in the middle of Jim's bedroom floor, meditating as Jim slept away.... waiting for him to wake up.]

Meh, it's w/e. Sorry for that super short tag, I know it's a sin but I will call it 'economical'

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<sub>[Well Jim was certainly a touch confused when he woke up but it quickly gave way to relief. Obviously there was some strong-arming involved with releasing him to his house, or Bones really wanted to go back to San Fran. He looked around, seeing Spock meditating... he couldn't help it. He wanted to sneak up on him, maybe hug or kiss him from behind. He'd fantasized about that when he was still pining for Spock never thinking he'd have him for himself.

But he barely got to sit up before his chest made abundantly clear that he wasn't going anywhere. His muscles were tense and threatened severe pain if he attempted to raise off this bed. Jim obediently laid back down, having learned his lesson from his trip to the hospital. Instead he rolled over onto his front, a touch uncomfortable for his chest but hardly unbearable. He reached a hand out to touch one of Spock's ears.]</sub>

Spock.... Spoooooock.

_{[Pay attention to him. :( ]}

<3

[spohkh]

[Spock's eyes remain closed, but he quirks an eyebrow...]

Ashaya, you are incorrigible.

[Opening his eyes, Spock regards Jim with a loving fondness.] It is good to see you awake Jim. How do you feel?

[The Vulcan stands, and goes to sit on the edge of Jim's bed.]

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So nice of you to notice. _{[He reached for Spock's hand when he sat.]}

A lot better now, thanks.

I can't sit up though... did Bones say how long I'm supposed to be bedridden?

[spohkh]

He says that you should refrain moving from your bed for at least two days... and no strenuous activity for a month just to be sure.

[Spock lightly held Jim's hand... regarding his mate.

His mate... It was still an amazing revelation.]

Ashaya... I believe it would be wise of us to stay here until the bond is complete. Are you amenable to this?

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A month? Just how is he going to monitor that? You two are in cahoots, I presume?

_{[If there's anything that Bones and Spock got along in doing it was something Jim-related and usually somehow holding him back or chastising his poor judgment. Jim could already feel a sting of betrayal imagining Spock reporting his every move to the doctor behind his back. That was surely the reason he was home now, the condition to be met for Bones to discharge him. They both had to know he had no intention of listening to doctor's orders completely, he wanted to be up and moving in about a week. Or now would be nice if it was possible. Spock could easily overpower him and Jim could already imagine Spock holding him down to prevent injury from a perceived opportunity to strain himself. He was just supposed to lay in this bed for days? What was he supposed to do, just fuck Spock? Well that wouldn't be so bad except he assumed Spock would find that too demanding. How long was he supposed to abstain from sex?]}

Uhm... what counts as strenuous?

[spohkh]

[Spock absently (or with calculated thought) touched the skin of Jim's arm, tracing intricate designs all over his forearm.

He looked thoughtful as he regarded his mate...]


If you feel pain, then it is too strenuous. You require rest to heal Ashaya. But it will be by your decision only. I can advise that someone in your medical condition should not be doing any strenuous activity such as riding or cardio.
...but I do not wish to try to hold you back again. Just know that I desire for you to be well... and for that to become a reality then you much choose wisely.


[Spock's memory flashed to the night that Jim got hurt... and almost shuddered.
The Vulcan could only hope that Jim would indeed make... or try to make the right decisions.]

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<sub>[This might seem a bit out of character to Spock, but any underlying resentment for his bedridden position seemed to disappear at the vulcan's words.

Jim went on a little trip too, remembering the pain he lived with every day on Enterprise before he died. He remembered yearning for a life with Spock, knowing he'd never have it. He was swept into despair when he imagined serving the rest of his days on a ship watching the man he loved love someone else never noticing he existed. His mind would craft the most idealistic dreams of him and Spock together that would wrench his heart, bringing his desire to the forefront. He'd wake up thinking he'd do anything for a life with Spock, no sacrifice was too small back then.

And yet here he was, he had what he wanted through no small miracle and he was so close to throwing it all away. Spock wasn't being overly demanding in his wording but this was practically begging for a vulcan. Jim was filled with reproach. What was he doing? To lay here and heal for Spock was the tiniest of sacrifices. One he would have gladly done with no questions asked before he died. What was he thinking? He had just gone to autopilot when he was leaving to fight, he wasn't in control, he didn't even think about the repercussions on himself in the long term... Quite suddenly the solution was evident, his old life felt like a heavy old coat he longed to shrug off where Spock was a bright sunny day and a gentle breeze. Jim knew he had to abandon his unhealthy habits but... he didn't know how. He didn't know if he even could.

He looked to Spock's hand on his arm and then into his eyes, apologetic and uncharacteristically vulnerable.]</sub>

...Spock I...

... I'm sorry.

I'll stay here. I won't push myself.

[spohkh]

[Spock's expression softened as he regarded his beautiful mate. Truly, they were both maturing in many ways. Jim was so.... incredibly amazing and he projected his love and pride through the bond.
Spock wasn't so naive as to believe that Jim would change overnight... Just as Spock himself would not immediately comprehend human emotions. He predicted future confrontations...

....but for now? They were prepared. At least, as much as they could be considering who they were. They were both stubborn individuals.... and as much as that was a vice it was also a blessing. Because as soon as either of them made a decision, they would do their utmost to see it done.

Spock had complete faith in Jim...
...and such behaviour should be rewarded...]

Ashaya. Thank you.
And right now, if you promise to relax.... I believe I can do something for you that will not be considered too strenuous.

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_{[He'd be glad to know Spock understood the situation as well as he did. This was going to be difficult for both of them, hurt feelings and misunderstandings were inevitable, Jim was beginning to see what people meant when they talked about sacrificing for your partner. Spock looked much better after he recanted, Jim felt better as a response. If Spock was happy, he was happy... but wait, was Spock offering to... oh please say yes. Jim had to try actively not to get hard at the very thought of it in case he was wrong.]}

And just what would that be?

[spohkh]

[Spock hummed as he leaned in close... giving Jim a small chaste kiss.]

Attempt to keep your breaths even K'diwa... And the moment you feel pain, please tell me.

[Spock was kissing down Jim's jawline... throat.... trailing his hands down Jim's torso and eventually cupping Jim in his hand.
With slow, calculated moves, Spock lowered Jim's sleep pants just enough to expose him...]

I wish to give you oral pleasure at this time.

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_{[Did Spock sound horribly awkward announcing his intentions in such a fashion? Yes. Did Jim love him more for it? Yes. He had grown partial to his First's strict manner of speech. He sighed softly at Spock's kisses and his warmer hands. When he cupped him, Jim moaned softly.]}

You don't need to announce it, Spock. Just... mnnn... just...

[spohkh]

[Spock rubbed soothing circles on Jim's abdomen.]

Shhh Ashaya.... relax. Allow me to care for you.

[Spock lowered himself on the bed, and leaned his head forward... and enveloped Jim in one smooth movement.
Gently, Spock placed his hands on Jim's hips... rubbing circles with his thumbs on the skin there.

Spock hummed around the shaft... moving his head up and down.]

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I'm trying to.... relax... _{[He watched Spock go down on him, and his shaft felt a flare of excitement. Jim closed his eyes and laid his head back. He couldn't get too worked up or this would be over too soon. Spock's hands on him, his hotter than hot mouth. He mewled a bit in pleasure, trying not to sound too worked up lest Spock stop.]}