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 shouted out and trembled as though he had no control over his body.]

Jim............!

[Spock looked down at Jim with dark eyes, mouth slightly parted and breathing heavily.]

This.... this is your mind. I have no control here. I... you win. I concede. My skin.... please release my skin.

[done_in_3]

_{[He reached up and touched Spock's cheek... and with it Spock's skin was released. He'd feel normal again.]}

Sorry.... not sorry~

Did you have a nice run over here?

_{[He is clearly proud of himself for winning. He can have anything? Hmmm... sexy striptease? A bj first and a good hard reaming second? What did he want? Choices choices...]}

You clearly thought you'd win so tell me... what did you plan on doing to me?

[spohkh]

[Spock breathed as he was released... only looking at Jim again as the question was asked.
He was still hard and aching for Jim, but at least now it was bearable.]

Stimulation. I was going to overrun your body with stimulation.
[The image was one of Jim suspended... his skin flushed, eyes closed... mouth wide open in a silent scream as his body surrendered to pleasure.
A pressure was continuously pressed against his prostate... perineum... scrotum..... phallus. Electric shocks jolted over Jim's torso, stimulating the sensitive nipples as Jim hung defenseless to that pleasurable attacks.

Yup, Spock had a dirty mind.]

[done_in_3]

_{[Jim moaned at the thought.... he sorely wished he'd lost now. Could... would Spock consider doing that anyway? If he lets him have control? He'll even will them to the border of his mind where just a step over, they were in Spock's mind and he could do what he wanted with them.]}

[spohkh]

Bring us there...

[Spock was all down for that.... and more. He would quite literally blow Jim's mind.]

[done_in_3]

_{[Done. They were at the mountain, at the edge of the wheat field where his mind ended and Spock's began. He looks at Spock a bit...expectantly.]}

[spohkh]

[The Vulcan breathed....then all around them went dark. Black as pitch. Everything disappeared.

Jim lay suspended in space with no clothes, but it wasn't cold... this space was warm and very much filled with Spock's presence.
The ghost of hands drifted over Jim's skin...

...it was sightly hesitant. The Vulcan wanted to make sure he could continue.]

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_{[He blinked, it was as though he went blind! But where had Spock... it was almost like he was everywhere... almost like their star system except he was the sun instead of being an actual star... he felt hands on his body and sighed. He loved this already. His eyes closed. More.]}

[spohkh]

[Once he knew that Jim was comfortable with the black space, the Vulcan upped it a notch. The hands were sure as they stroked every square inch of skin on Jim's body... nothing was left untouched.

A pressure was placed on his perineum as tongues started to lick Jim everywhere.]

[done_in_3]

_{[He reached out, wanting to hold Spock... he felt ungrounded, almost lost. He was used to having another body he could grope and kiss in return. When the licking started he moaned softly.]}

Mnnnnn....annhhh

[spohkh]

[Jim was free to move wherever he wanted in this space, but the only thing that he couldn't do was touch himself. No matter how hard or aching he got, he couldn't service himself.

Spock's presence impressed upon Jim a lot of love and comfort.... but the lust was there too as the metaphysical tongues continued their exploration. The pressure that was on his perineum shifted to his prostate... and pressed incessantly.]

[done_in_3]

_{[Jim tried and failed to touch himself when Spock pushed on his prostate. That wasn't fair! Complete injustice. Jim whined as he had no choice but to surrender and suggest dirty ideas through their mental connection and hope Spock took mercy on him...]}

[spohkh]

[Spock's satisfaction becomes quite palpable in the air... as if he was a cat who got the cream.
Jim's whine only encouraged the Vulcan to take that extra step forward...

Jim would feel a pressure at the base of his cock that would prevent him from releasing. Oh sure, he could climax... but it wouldn't be enough, he wouldn't come. Not until Spock told him to.]

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<sub>[He was losing himself in sensation. Where was he? Where was... oh it felt amazing. Don't stop... more... Spock... where was he? Where wasn't he?

He stopped trying to think about it and let himself moan without restraint]</sub>

[spohkh]

[On top of everything else, the Vulcan started to fill Jim....

He stretched Jim... giving him the feeling of fullness as he heated his sensitive skin.
The tongues turned into fingers... touching gently along all of Jim's sensitive places. Something engulfed his entire package and a wet heat.... and sucked with a steady pressure.]

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_{[He murmured, moaned, writhed...]}

Spock....oh Spock, baby that's good.. ah--.... yes.... yes right the-- mnnnnn

[spohkh]

[The Vulcan didn't relent, in fact, he increased the pressure on Jim's body, raising the heat and speed of the rhythmic press against all the sweet spots on that golden body.]

The question is Ashaya, how long can I prolong this?

[done_in_3]

How..... how long are you going to.... you're not going to torture me are you?

Please...

_{[He kind of... liked the begging he was starting to imbue.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock's voice was calm as he made Jim's nipples incredibly sensitive.]

It entirely depends on how you define torture.

[Amusement and lust flowed throw their bond.]

[done_in_3]

You bastard, you're gonna.... gonna... mnnn... lower... no higher... just...more.

_{[Frustration, desperation, and lust flowed through his end of it as well]}

[spohkh]

You will not come until I allow you K'diwa.


[The Vulcan is... almost evil in his methods of bringing Jim to a place that's higher than high. He wants Jim to feel every inch of his skin being electrified with pleasure. The Vulcan lights up his nerves and his senses... sparking his mind with images and them together...


...and all the while, preventing Jim from release.]

[done_in_3]

_{[He gasps and thrashes, whining loudly. Spock was so unreal! This was going to be great... and awful... and wonderful. Torture! But he trusted him. His thrashing was only in petty frustration, there was no real fear.]}

What are you gonna.... do to me...

_{[He moaned softly, even whimpered as he was lit up with sensation and his mind was filled with their history of passionate sex.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock doesn't answer...

Instead, Jim's position is shifted to that he's on his hands and knees on solid ground. It's still dark as space though... but warm.
Hands trail over Jim's backside, dipping into the cleft to finger his hole gently... reverently...

..then it's gone.


Before Jim can miss it's absence, the hand delivers a hard slap to Jim's backside. The sound rings in the air... harsh yet satisfying.]

[done_in_3]

_{[He reaches back, trying to grab Spock but he's already gone leaving Jim a bit vulnerable and alone. He widens his eyes, looking for his mate when he yelps in surprise. Spock just.... oh he liked that. Still, he breathed a bit harder, not quite afraid and not quite upset. He willed for Spock to show himself knowing he wouldn't...]}

[spohkh]

[Jim would suddenly find his hands tied in front of him... unable to reach back as another hit landed on his ass.

The smack was followed by a soothing rub.... only to get smacked again. It was never the same place. The hit could land on a cheek... or right between... or somewhere lower, barely touching Jim's sensitive scrotum. Either way, the hits did not stop, and there was never a rhythm, no way to expect them.]