Mermaids.... because I don't need a bloody reason

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Well the party was hopping, if you could say that about a vulcan party. It was certainly happening. People were certainly milling about and holding beverages and conversations. Jim was eager to get to land again, his clothes and shoes stowed away as usual for when he returned to land. He'd slip into those and appear on the beach and into the party like he just came from around the corner. Nobody would notice... except the entire party of land vulcans who weren't accustomed to a blond haired blue eyed bipedal with rounded ears. So of course he was the talk of the crowed as he worked his way through. He's scanning the crowd, nodding, acknowledging, being a part of the party maybe? Well no he was a spectacle but it wasn't until he ran right into someone that it actually got awkward [hehe...]

"Ah-- woah, sorry about that. I apologize, I wasn't paying attention." he nearly spilled the guy's whole drink. He grabbed his hand, steadying it before it could spill all over him.

"Wasn't watching where I was going....wait are you...." oh shit. Oooooh shit shit shit, he's going to die. It's Spock. He could just die right now, slip into the sea and forget it, he's done.

"....Hey." too bad the vulcan has no idea who HE is.

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"Me? Fine." he patted Spock's hand as he moved along, he's getting better, within a few meters he has his control back, he's walking confidently.

"Always takes me a few minutes to get my land legs."

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Spock decides to keep his curiosity at bay as he guides Jim to the aquarium, once at the entrance, he looks askance at Jim.

"We are here..."

Now what?

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"And now we head inside." he had money this time, hard to manage that but he'd 'found' someone's money, a poor drowning victim who happened to be pretty well off money-wise.

"My treat. Come on." Inside there were numerous tanks of exotic fish and crustacean from shallow seas to the deep oceans and Jim was very talkative about all of them, he told Spock more about them than any of the informational placards or tour guides could.

"See these here, the little sandfish? When they mate the father guards the eggs and the mother searches for food and when she returns he leaves, she waits with them for months for them to hatch and feeds them on the food stores she's found. Sometimes she dies hunting and they just eat their father's body. Weird huh?"

[spohkh]

"Fascinating."

The Vulcan watches Jim as they move from exhibit to exhibit... he has no reason to believe that Jim is making these things up, but to have such an intimate knowledge of all of these creatures.

"Jim, where did you learn these things?"

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"Me? Well I live among them. Let's see if there's an exhibit like what I'm looking for. Fantasy animals, do you think they have that here? Giant squid, sirens, mermaids, that sort of thing." There's an exhibit about ancient harpooning rituals that made Jim stare in horror and disgust.

[spohkh]

"Jim, fantasy creatures are just that, fantasy. Why would they have an exhibit on that which does not exist?"

Spock was confused now, and there was a hint of doubt in his voice as he regarded Jim. He had an odd feeling as to where this was going.

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"Hm so sad, there's some excellent fossils where I'm from on the ocean floor that would disprove that. Not the sirens though, they're made up....or rather they're the same thing." Indeed his singing could sway a Vulcan to lust, suicide, even murder.

"Where do you think those fantasy creatures came from? Did someone just make them up? Out of thin air? Somebody had to see something that inspired them to record creatures that defied logic." He's still looking at the harpoon collection with a haunted look.

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Spock is silent for a long moment... After looking around to ensure that they were alone, Spock gently takes Jim' by the hand to steer him away from the harpoon.

"Jim, are you a mermaid? Is that what you have been trying to tell me? The first time you told me, I thought you were making a joke."

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"...Does that bother you?" He didn't think it would but he didn't want to assume Spock would accept it as fact.

"Thing is...our people used to be allies... I'm not really supposed to be here but I change for one day a month so I come to shore. I've explored this place for years, I learned to speak, walk, read, write... I found you. I like it here."

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Spock could barely believe what he was hearing, but it wouldn't be logical to not trust Jim...

"What happens... What happens when you stay more than twenty four hours on land?"

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"I'll...get an undeniable urge to get to water. Whatever water I touch first I transform in. I...haven't chanced it so far, I don't want to end up in somebody's bathtub or pool. I can't let the people here know we exist. My people... my ancestors swore your ancestors off. They were harpooning as a rite of passage and they were so violent. That was a thousand years ago at least. My people... we don't want yours ever knowing about us again. I can't turn back here... I don't think I could stay on land longer than twenty four hours."

[spohkh]

"But Vulcans have changed so much in that time... What are the consequences to you if your people find out that you have been mingling with Vulcans?"

He doesn't want Jim to get into trouble, that's the last thing he wants. Part of him rebels at the very thought of Jim getting hurt because of him, and the possessive part of his mind just wants to keep Jim with him forever.

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"That's what I've found. I trying to compile as much information as I can to convince my father to reconsider the ban... but I got distracted the past year or so." He found Spock of course.

"I'm supposed to be on an island deep out to sea, if they found out I was here all this time? They'd probably make sure I could never return to the shore."

[spohkh]

They were in a too public space, but Spock couldn't help but embrace Jim, opening up his mind to him. I would find you... Our Katras are linked, I would always find you no matter how long it took.

"What if I went to talk to your father?"

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He hugged him, needing the reassurance.

that'd work maybe but under water... I don't know how you'd speak. I could translate... we could go together... though I'd hoped to just take you in the water before that.

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Spock quirked an eyebrow. "You would take me in the water with you? You realize that I do not know how to swim..."

He was a Vulcan, incredibly dense weight with no swimming capabilities.

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He smiled.

"And you must realize... the kiss of a mermaid allows vulcans to breath underwater. We rarely ever do that by the way. You're very special, don't think merr do that all the time." He just couldn't help it. He knew he wanted Spock to have the gift and after their first kiss he just couldn't stop.

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"You have given me that gift?"

Spock suddenly wishes they were someplace private. They were stuck in this aquarium, where too many fish in the exhibit were watching them as if... well... as if they knew what Jim was.

"Let us leave this place. I have burned for you for too long T'hy'la."

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"Of course...and...Of course." The fish did recognize him, perhaps wondering if he was there to save them. Not this time. He's leaving with Spock to go do unspeakable things.

"Where do you want to go?"

[spohkh]

He leaned in to kiss Jim's ear...
"Tell me, Ashaya, when was the last time you experienced the luxuriousness of a bed? The blanket of sand which we shared last time was satisfactory, but there are other comforts which we can enjoy."

Spock took Jim's hand and guided him out of the building... and was presented with a horse. "I will take us to my villa where we can spend the day, if that is okay?"

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He gasped. "Spock..." then the whispering "Spock...You're saying dirty things to me right now...take me there." He's eager to see Spock's house...and also to get in this bed he speaks of.

And also to shag Spock silly.

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Spock climbs onto the horse and pulls Jim up to sit in front of him. This gives the Vulcan a good opportunity to wrap his arms around the other man to take the reigns, and just an excuse to touch him. He nuzzles his nose on the back of Jim's neck, hoping to work both of them into a frenzy as the horse takes them to their location.

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Well it works. He likes this horse ride but he also enjoys having Spock's hips thrust against him ever so gently at every gallop. He gets to imagining things... he feels Spock nuzzling, his arms around him, he imagines himself in this bed with Spock pounding him from behind.

By the time they arrive he's very hot and bothered.

"It's beautiful... but can we tour it later? I think..." he ran his hand over Spock's. "I think I need to lay down."

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Spock was a traditional being at heart, so he decided to carry Jim over the threshold of his house, kissing him as he took him into his...*their* bedroom. They were practically engaged by Vulcan customs, so he was willing to say that everything he had was now Jim's.

He gently placed Jim on the bed... "How does it feel?" He couldn't keep the smile out of his eyes.

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Ooh he liked being carried. Such a gentleman. He half expected to have butlers or attendants to shoo away once they were inside but no matter, they were in the bedroom soon enough. He bounced on the bed testing it.

"Strange... I've never felt anything like this..." he smiled too. New things! "I like it. Come here." he looked lustful, beckoning his love.