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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..."
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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Date: 2013-08-12 06:14 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2013-08-12 06:18 pm (UTC)Eventually he began to swirl his tongue, tracing along the vein of Jim's shaft and tonguing intricate patterns over the heated skin. Spock loved the taste of his mate... hallowing his cheeks and sucking harder.]
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Date: 2013-08-12 06:25 pm (UTC)[Jim's breathing hitched a bit, then sped up only to slow down as the captain focused. He had to stay relaxed...but Spock had that so damn difficult. He worried his bottom lip, and writhed a bit.]
I love you, you know that? You're great, you're so great.
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Date: 2013-08-12 07:03 pm (UTC)And I you Ashaya. You are my treasured one.
[One hand snaked between Jim's legs to trail a finger along Jim's perineum and to tease at his entrance.... adding to the stimulation.]
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Date: 2013-08-12 07:11 pm (UTC)[How could he express his elation at having Spock in his life? Not only that but his devotion? And he was currently sucking him off. Jim was in heaven.]
[He may have calmed down from Spock slowing down but he only got excited again when Spock threatened to finger him. Don't tease him you better do it.]
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Date: 2013-08-12 07:15 pm (UTC)Hallowing his cheeks, Spock sucked down on Jim... deep throating him...]
Come for me Ashaya...
[Spock gathered Jim's thoughts, holding them close and sending his own love in return. Some cynical part of him wondered if this was too good to be true.]
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Date: 2013-08-12 07:23 pm (UTC)[He mewled softly, then a bit louder as Spock finished him off rather handily. He came with a satisfying moan and lay limp on the bed for a moment while he collected himself, all the while shooting praise, love, and passion at his partner.]
[Well he could understand that cynicism, he guessed. But just what part was too good to be true exactly? He really did love Spock this much, that wasn't going away. And as far as he can tell Spock was the same story... maybe being in love wasn't going to be everything it's toted as?]
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Date: 2013-08-12 07:26 pm (UTC)Spock licked Jim clean, purring as he nuzzled his abdomen and crawled up his body to regard his mate.]
I hope that that was not too strenuous on you Ashaya.
[Was that amusement in his eyes? Yes it was. But Spock was also happy to see Jim happy.]
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Date: 2013-08-12 07:37 pm (UTC)He felt Spock lick him clean, his eyes were closed, his mouth slightly open as he experienced that last moment of pleasure. His man was great at this.]
Hm? Nah, I feel fine. Actually I feel great. [he ran a hand over Spock's abdomen, wondering how he should return the favor only to realize that he couldn't without breaking his promise not to strain himself. Damn. Disappointment reflected in the bond.]
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Date: 2013-08-12 07:48 pm (UTC)Do not worry about reciprocation Ashaya. Your pleasure is my pleasure.
If you feel that badly, you can make it up to me when you are once again well.
[Mischief sparkled his in eyes... It was a challenge for Jim, to see what he could come up with for when the month was up.
Spock decided to address Jim's thoughts out loud...]
Ashaya... Jim... It is a human failing in me to wonder if what we have is to good to be true. However, as much as I realize your emotions for me are startlingly real... I feel undeserving.
[Spock knows Jim feels the same way sometimes.]
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Date: 2013-08-12 08:01 pm (UTC)Then Spock was talking about other relevant things and Jim had to drag his head out of the pool of his own perversion.]
Don't. Life isn't always fair but I don't want to waste another minute feeling like I didn't earn it. I died, you lost me. I think that's punishment enough for us both, yeah?...
[He looked at Spock closely... then leaned in for a soft kiss.]
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Date: 2013-08-12 08:04 pm (UTC)Jim was right. They had both suffered enough. They deserved this time together.
Spock sighed into the kiss.]
You are right Jim...
[Then a pause... Spock quirked an eyebrow.]
You wish for me to pleasure myself?
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Date: 2013-08-12 08:08 pm (UTC)I'd love to see you try it. Have you ever done that before?
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Date: 2013-08-12 08:12 pm (UTC)[Spock hesitated for a moment. He wasn't mad... far from it. Merely curious.]
Would this... please you?
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Date: 2013-08-12 08:18 pm (UTC)I didn't think so. Though honestly I had imagined starting you off over a phone so you had to imagine me.
But if you want to now, I certainly won't stop you... and like you said, your pleasure is mine so and this is meant really for you to feel good. It's up to you.
[Cue a look of desire. Yes, yes put your hands on yourself he only wants to see that for his own whack-off fodder for later. He'll help you out if you want to but are feeling shy.]
See you in 24hrs m'dear~ <3
Date: 2013-08-12 08:28 pm (UTC)Backing up, he knelt on the bed in front of Jim, and lowered his pants down to his knees.
He was only half-hard....
Spock looked from his dick back up to Jim... Does he touch it now?
Spock puts his hand on his shaft and starts to pump it. It was an odd sensation, putting hands on oneself... but Spock also found it rather stimulating, given his sensitive digits.
It didn't take long for him to become completely hard... never once taking his eyes off of Jim.]
Awwww no way D: come baaaack. But be safe
Date: 2013-08-12 08:45 pm (UTC)I'm Back! XD
Date: 2013-08-13 10:17 pm (UTC)The poor Vulcan was obviously very aroused. Opening up the link, Spock thought of their previous encounters... their writhing bodies and the Captain's golden skin. His beautiful mind.... his fingers caressing his skin....
....Spock soon had his head tipped back.]
Jim!
[Breathing was becoming ragged....]
YAY! How was the trip?
Date: 2013-08-13 10:32 pm (UTC)[Jim watched, getting hard again from the loveliest of displays. He reached forward, repeating the gestures on his own phallus. He couldn't help it, Spock was better than a paid performance. His mind went to dirty places watching Spock. His transferred mental images were only helping.
Spock's tight warmth, the sensation of moving the entire bed as they fucked, hearing Spock's out of character moans.]
You like that? You like it when you jack yourself off, Spock? Finish it...
A+ XD
Date: 2013-08-13 11:11 pm (UTC)Letting out a long, drawn out moan now, Spock once more looks at Jim....
Opening his mouth in a silent cry, the Vulcan finds his release.... inevitably making a mess of his hand. Still watching Jim, Spock brings his fingers up to his lips, and licks them clean.
This is like, high quality Vulcan porn.]
Spock you dirty whore
Date: 2013-08-13 11:44 pm (UTC)[The best quality. Jim moaned at the sight. Spock was too good, he could climb the walls and shriek, he was driving him mad. Of course it was over for him, he came instantly at the sight and laid in his euphoria, watching Spock tongue his fingers clean. That little mynx. Jim knew there was a freaky pervert in there somewhere, he'd wrangle him out if it took him his whole life.]
How's that taste, baby?
You love it~
Date: 2013-08-13 11:47 pm (UTC)It is satisfactory... but not nearly as pleasant as yours Ashaya.
I can only hope at this point that your mother did not hear that.
[Spock looked up at Jim as he was cleaning him... amusement in his eyes.]
only a lot
Date: 2013-08-13 11:54 pm (UTC)You sure I can't just shove this back in your mouth?
You.... like mine? [He chuckled. You really are perfect, Spock.] You are unlike anyone I've ever known when it comes to sex. I love it.
...the hell she did. I don't care, I'm grown, she knows that. Wouldn't be the first time anyway.
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Date: 2013-08-14 12:00 am (UTC)You could if you were able to Ashaya... however, two erections in so little time in your condition is rather impressive.
[Spock looks like he'll make it up to Jim later.
For now, he lays next to Jim.]
Ashaya, since I did not realize we were staying here for more than a week, there are a few things that must be to be seen to in San Francisco. The various experiments that I am overseeing will need to be assigned to someone else.
While I am there, I can also bring back more of our possessions to make us more comfortable for the duration of our stay.
[Spock didn't like leaving... but he would only be gone for a day at most.]
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Date: 2013-08-14 12:11 am (UTC)Right, San Francisco...
[He had so many things he wanted to do with you there. Great restaurants, museums, bars, daring you to jump in the golden gate with him, not to mention the simple joy of living with him in a place that was just theirs. He regrets missing that opportunity... but if this bond really was going to wipe him out he can see the benefits of staying with an extra set of hands...still, he wishes he could go...]
Shouldn't I go with you? To see your dad? Just a couple days and I can go with you too. I promise.
[And he needs more plomeeks anyway, and maybe to stop at a store of his own for something a bit... secret.]
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From:ack, I feel like I need to catch up with Jim's memories being posted on here. Spock's already 18!
From:My apologies~ But don't feel as though you have to rush. This is just all I have... ^_^;
From:No I think it fits, I just worry it'll be me tooting my own horn here. I have 31 pages and counting
From:But your horn sounds so pretty~ <3
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From:Meh, it's not that important.
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From:This is the last one before I have the memories of STID
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