Star Trek fic
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keevacaereniSo, kinkmemes are awesome. Here is my entry.
Title: Warning, May Contain Side Effects (1/2?)
Rating: PG-13 for swearing, sexual references
Summary: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
st_xi_kink. This prompt.
As a side affect of the mind-meld with Prime!Spock Kirk has the urge to seek out and remain close to Spock. A tentative friendship develops from all the extra time spent together but then it escalates into sleep walking which would be fine if Kirk didn't sleep walk right into Spock's bed and the fact that they both sleep in the buff. :D
Major Bonus Points: if in a effort to keep the sleep walking on the down low even Spock has been acting weird. Which Uhura notices and wonders why she hasn't been invited to spend the night for a while. And in a effort to keep their still very new relationship going decides to pay a night visit only to find a naked Kirk and Spock cuddling in bed. Flips out, breaks up with Spock, and realizes she should have seen the signs that her boyfriend was gay! (LOL) And despite Spock's efforts Uhura wont listen to logic/truth and decides to be the mature supportive friend urging Spock to come out of the closet.
Sorry, it turned out a bit crackier than I thought it would. Second chapter up soon.
Ever since the mind-meld with Spock Prime, Kirk had been feeling weird. Surely the odd little need to cultivate a friendship with his Spock was bad enough, he didn’t need the sleepwalking as well. And why did he even want to be friends with the pointy-eared git? Never mind that he’d been much better lately, never mind that Uhura seemed to have got him to take the logic speak down a notch, he could still be annoying.
Never mind that his damn body apparently thought Spock’s bed was the best on the Enterprise.
Waking up in Spock’s bed the first time was really confusing. It was boiling hot and for a second, Jim was glad he didn’t wear anything to bed. That lasted about five seconds, right up until he looked around and saw Spock asleep, on his side and very naked. The resultant yell was lucky not to wake the rest of the ship. Spock was irritated but weirdly understanding, and sent him back to his room in a borrowed uniform.
He was less understanding the next five times it happened. Spock, funnily enough, wanted to keep this quiet, a sentiment Jim shared. He was thoroughly sick of waking up spooning Spock, especially when it resulted in Vulcan snarking (Vulcans were really good at snarking, as if he couldn’t guess). It wasn’t like he could control what he did when he was asleep! However, Spock was getting twitchy –or whatever the Vulcan equivalent of twitchy was- trying to cover up that his captain apparently liked to cuddle in bed. Whenever he asked Spock about it, Spock would just mutter things like “fraternisation” and “working relationship”. Kirk assumed he was going mad from stress.
As if waking up in his First Officer’s arms on a regular basis wasn’t bad enough, Spock’s twitchiness (or whatever passed for twitchiness in him) was being noticed by the crew. Uhura definitely knew something was up. She knew Spock better than anyone. Hell, she probably already knew what was going on. Probably the reason she hadn’t killed him yet was because she was figuring out how to make it especially painful. Uhura was only one of two people on Enterprise who could make him both hot and in fear for his life at the same time. The other was the omnipresent (worryingly comfy) Spock.
Hmm, maybe he should suggest a threesome. The downside was that such a suggestion might send Spock over the edge. Decisions, decisions.
***********************
Two nights later, Uhura was getting worried. Spock had been acting weird recently, and hadn't invited her to his room for over a week. She knew Spock was a private person, knew he wasn't demonstrative, but something was clearly wrong. Uhura cared about him, and about their relationship, so she decided to make an effort to save it. After all, Spock probably thought it wouldn't be logical to burden her with his troubles. Clearly it was up to her to make the first move.
Uhura wore the perfume she knew he liked best and snuck across to his room that night. She thought she probably wasn't going to get him to talk, but at least she could be there for him. What she hadn't counted on was a naked James Kirk getting there first. She definitely hadn't suspected Spock to be curled up next to him equally naked.
She stood there gawping as Kirk blearily opened his eyes, and looked down at Spock fondly before glancing up and freezing.
"Oh, shit."
Title: Warning, May Contain Side Effects (1/2?)
Rating: PG-13 for swearing, sexual references
Summary: For
st_xi_kink. This prompt.As a side affect of the mind-meld with Prime!Spock Kirk has the urge to seek out and remain close to Spock. A tentative friendship develops from all the extra time spent together but then it escalates into sleep walking which would be fine if Kirk didn't sleep walk right into Spock's bed and the fact that they both sleep in the buff. :D
Major Bonus Points: if in a effort to keep the sleep walking on the down low even Spock has been acting weird. Which Uhura notices and wonders why she hasn't been invited to spend the night for a while. And in a effort to keep their still very new relationship going decides to pay a night visit only to find a naked Kirk and Spock cuddling in bed. Flips out, breaks up with Spock, and realizes she should have seen the signs that her boyfriend was gay! (LOL) And despite Spock's efforts Uhura wont listen to logic/truth and decides to be the mature supportive friend urging Spock to come out of the closet.
Sorry, it turned out a bit crackier than I thought it would. Second chapter up soon.
Ever since the mind-meld with Spock Prime, Kirk had been feeling weird. Surely the odd little need to cultivate a friendship with his Spock was bad enough, he didn’t need the sleepwalking as well. And why did he even want to be friends with the pointy-eared git? Never mind that he’d been much better lately, never mind that Uhura seemed to have got him to take the logic speak down a notch, he could still be annoying.
Never mind that his damn body apparently thought Spock’s bed was the best on the Enterprise.
Waking up in Spock’s bed the first time was really confusing. It was boiling hot and for a second, Jim was glad he didn’t wear anything to bed. That lasted about five seconds, right up until he looked around and saw Spock asleep, on his side and very naked. The resultant yell was lucky not to wake the rest of the ship. Spock was irritated but weirdly understanding, and sent him back to his room in a borrowed uniform.
He was less understanding the next five times it happened. Spock, funnily enough, wanted to keep this quiet, a sentiment Jim shared. He was thoroughly sick of waking up spooning Spock, especially when it resulted in Vulcan snarking (Vulcans were really good at snarking, as if he couldn’t guess). It wasn’t like he could control what he did when he was asleep! However, Spock was getting twitchy –or whatever the Vulcan equivalent of twitchy was- trying to cover up that his captain apparently liked to cuddle in bed. Whenever he asked Spock about it, Spock would just mutter things like “fraternisation” and “working relationship”. Kirk assumed he was going mad from stress.
As if waking up in his First Officer’s arms on a regular basis wasn’t bad enough, Spock’s twitchiness (or whatever passed for twitchiness in him) was being noticed by the crew. Uhura definitely knew something was up. She knew Spock better than anyone. Hell, she probably already knew what was going on. Probably the reason she hadn’t killed him yet was because she was figuring out how to make it especially painful. Uhura was only one of two people on Enterprise who could make him both hot and in fear for his life at the same time. The other was the omnipresent (worryingly comfy) Spock.
Hmm, maybe he should suggest a threesome. The downside was that such a suggestion might send Spock over the edge. Decisions, decisions.
***********************
Two nights later, Uhura was getting worried. Spock had been acting weird recently, and hadn't invited her to his room for over a week. She knew Spock was a private person, knew he wasn't demonstrative, but something was clearly wrong. Uhura cared about him, and about their relationship, so she decided to make an effort to save it. After all, Spock probably thought it wouldn't be logical to burden her with his troubles. Clearly it was up to her to make the first move.
Uhura wore the perfume she knew he liked best and snuck across to his room that night. She thought she probably wasn't going to get him to talk, but at least she could be there for him. What she hadn't counted on was a naked James Kirk getting there first. She definitely hadn't suspected Spock to be curled up next to him equally naked.
She stood there gawping as Kirk blearily opened his eyes, and looked down at Spock fondly before glancing up and freezing.
"Oh, shit."