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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: 2013-08-27 01:06 am (UTC)Those kisses spark Spock's possessive streak, his hands traveling lower to Jim's pants, tugging them over his hips.]
Wani ro yana ra Aisha...
[The touch, the feel of Jim is so good. All the times he's been denied this flesh when he could have had it...
...Ka'adith. There was no logic in dwelling on the past.]
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Date: 2013-08-27 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-08-27 01:25 am (UTC)....the other to take Jim in hand, squeezing gently.]
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Date: 2013-08-27 01:33 am (UTC)[He arched and sucked harder, his breath came in a short inhale through his nose. He moaned softly, almost a whisper, directly into Spock's ear.
His hands slid down Spock's chest, fumbling with his pants zipper.]
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Date: 2013-08-27 01:37 am (UTC)Soon they are both sliding together, no barriers and Spock is reveling in the warmth that is Jim.
With a sigh, the Vulcan spreads his thighs, allowing Jim a more comfortable spot.]
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Date: 2013-08-27 01:44 am (UTC)[He settled right between those legs and sighed, closing his eyes, as though he had been away from this spot for ages. But he does have to ask....
How does Spock want this? Him on top? Or does Spock want to penetrate him? Or does does he want both, for Jim to ride him? Or maybe just some good old fashioned head first? Decisions decisions...]
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Date: 2013-08-27 01:54 am (UTC)He just... loves the moment.
They have time.... they can do it all.
Spock purrs as he cards his hands through Jim's hair... arching a little to rub himself against his T'hy'la.]
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Date: 2013-08-27 02:01 am (UTC)[He adores Spock's predicament. Being so wrapped up in each other was a wonderous feeling, he'll just have to pick the first thing himself. Not a problem. When Spock purrs then pets him, his eyes close in pleasure... he nuzzles against his love, then kisses him softly. Once, then twice... he kisses his throat, his collarbone, his chest, all feather light butterfly kisses. He snakes his tongue out to flick a nipple and his hands landed at Spock's hips and caressed up his abdomen. He loved this flesh. He was obssessed with this body... he thinks he is beginning to understand the true meaning of 'make love'.]
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Date: 2013-08-27 02:44 am (UTC)Mostly the Vulcan keeps his fingers buried in Jim's hair, massaging the scalp and easing any discomfort Jim might be feeling. He doesn't want the moment to be broken by the fact that Jim's brain is going through a rather painful change right now.
The Vulcan sighs, moving underneath Jim.]
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Date: 2013-08-27 02:50 am (UTC)[Jim appreciates the head-massages. He's always liked those... for now he makes his way down Spock's body, smirking at his love just once...then disappearing beneath a blanket. Not that there's much surprise given the bond. Jim doesn't know how to block himself yet, it's too new for him and his mind hasn't the capacity to spare.
But his lips are unannounced as they make contact with the base of Spock's shaft. He sucks softly then moves up, and up finally wrapping his lips around the tip.
He missed you~ His best friend~ His confidant~His favorite lover.
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Date: 2013-08-27 02:55 am (UTC)His head falls back, his mouth falling open in a small 'o' as his eyes flutter shut.
His hands tighten momentarily in Jim's hair.... his lovers name escaping his lips.
This was good... so good.
He missed you too. Carnal pleasures are not the only thing he loves Jim for, but it certainly is something he loves about Jim. He loves everything about Jim.
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Date: 2013-08-27 03:05 am (UTC)[He's pleased Spock feels that way. His reaction inspires Jim to open his mouth and take Spock in to his throat, as if he hadn't eaten in months. He sucked hard on Spock, as if trying to get him off in a single swallow. He dared his love to hold on while he fucked his mouth. He could suck the nails out of a board and he wasn't holding back.]
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Date: 2013-08-27 03:16 am (UTC)That pressure... that mouth.... Jim will be the end of him, surely.]
Nnng!
[A litany of praise begins in Spock's head....so good Ashaya, so beautiful...
..yes.. my love my life....
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Date: 2013-08-27 03:25 am (UTC)Love of my life... Baby, you're the greatest... just lay back... let me take care of you.
[And indeed he went to work, humming softly, fondling Spock's two veg... all together, challenging him to hold out. Don't come yet.... don't come yet~]
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Date: 2013-08-27 03:53 am (UTC)The Vulcan caressed Jim's ears, neck...shoulders.... anything he could get a hold of.
Spock started to tremble... he was so close. So close....]
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Date: 2013-09-02 05:26 am (UTC)[The Vulcan couldn't see straight he was so close. He could see the edge, and it would take very little to spill him over the precipice.
Spock continued to massage Jim's head, encouraging him onwards as he hummed in pleasure, his native language pouring out passed his lips.... ]
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Date: 2013-09-02 04:12 pm (UTC)The head massages and Spock's voice were enough to drive him back over his engorged shaft. His soft tongue caressed the underside, warm lips framed a ring around the base, he knows Spock is about to come. He can feel it.]
don't hold back. Come for me hard, Spock. I want all of you.
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Date: 2013-09-09 04:18 pm (UTC)Eventually, the Vulcan tugs on Jim's arms, wanting him to join him up here....
...he wanted to kiss him.]
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Date: 2013-09-09 05:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-09 05:54 pm (UTC)He wants those lips.]
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Date: 2013-09-09 06:13 pm (UTC)In his mind there is an alarm, telling him not to be too forceful with Jim in lieu of what he's just seen in his mind. Shouldn't Jim be treated like something precious?
Instead, Spock keeps pressing those kisses into Jim.]
What do you want Ashaya. Tell me what you want.
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