A/N: Oh my God, it has been so long since I have updated on here. I'm so sorry. I know my other SPN story is not finished, but I promise that I will complete it. It just needs some editing (and that's what I'm sort of doing at the moment). But for now, I really feel like writing an mpreg Star Trek fic because over the months, I have become overly obsessed with it and I just can't resist writing about it. This chapter was read over by me twice after writing, so hopefully there are no spelling mistakes. But for now, enjoy! x

Warnings for this chapter: Slash and Sexual content.

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek.

Chapter 1: Friday Night Out

It's a Friday night and Jim needs a break. He's been working so hard this week as a mechanic that he has finally crossed the line. His buddy, Scotty at work gave him an early leave today because of how exhausted he seemed. Jim, of course had no where to go after leaving work, so he went to the town's local bar. He was friends with the bartender named, Noah there so he was lucky enough to get drinks on the house. He sat at the bar for hours there until it became dark. He was talking with Noah for a bit until the bartender saw that something was bothering Jim.

"What's the matter boy?" The older man asked. "You seem pretty off and miserable today, considering the other days that you come here, you're pretty happy. Hell, you even get lucky most of the time, what's bothering ya'?"

"Oh nothing..just work. I don't really feel like it today, Noah I'm just tired." Jim blurted out lazily as he leaned against his right arm looking even more miserable.

"Jimmy boy," he said, "you gotta stop pushing yourself like this. You're gonna strain yourself. Try and take it easy. Why don't you try and find someone for once? To actually settle with? Instead of spending all your time at work like that."

"Nah man, I'm not ready for that kind of crap." Jim waved it off, "The one night stands are good enough for me." He said turning around in his seat, taking a good look at the whole bar.

Noah went back to bar tending, whilst Jim spotted a man sitting alone at a small table, nursing a glass of whiskey. This man caught Jim's attention because of the red Star Fleet uniform he was wearing. What would a guy like him be doing here? He looked too clean and neat to be in a place like this, Jim thought. And besides, he seemed to be a Vulcan.

He decided to go and help his curiosity by trying to get to know the man. He got up from the bar table and approached the pointy eared lad.

"Hey, can I join sitting with you or is the seat already taken?" Jim said, using his smirk like voice.

The Vulcan looked up at Jim and answered, "Nobody is accompanying this seat, so you are free to sit, Mr...?"

"Jim. Just call me Jim." He smiled politely as he sat down. "And you are...?"

"My name is Spock." The Vulcan answered.

"Nice to meet ya' Spock. Now may I ask...what's a neat looking guy like you sitting in a place like this and not touching his drink at all?" He smirked, pointing at Spock's glass of whiskey.

Spock barely sighed and looked down. He seemed a bit upset but it looked like he tried his hardest to mask his emotions. "I was told by a classmate that if I'm ever feeling 'down', as what you humans call it, I should go to a bar and consume a certain amount of alcohol that would make all of my worries go away. But that does not seem to work." He finally looked up at Jim.

"Sorry if it's not working out for you that much..may I ask what has happened though?" Jim questioned as he took a sip of his drink.

"The relationship that I had been holding with my girlfriend had been terminated due to a fight we had earlier today." He said dully as he finally took a small gulp of his whiskey. "She said that I always never show my emotions and I never show affection towards her."

'I can see why' Jim secretly thought. "Man that sounds rough. I'm sorry to hear about that."

"There is no need for an apology. It was not your fault. It was clearly mine for acting like a horrible person with her. I only wanted to make her happy but I did the complete opposite." He said with no emotion this time.

"I'm actually glad your classmate told you to come to a bar because this is just the place for a situation like this." Jim smiled sympathetically. "Hey Noah! Bring double of the usual!" Jim called out and Spock looked at him with confusion.

"The only thing that's going to make feel a lot better right now is what that guy," he pointed towards Noah, "is going to bring for the both of us. And it's on the house." He smiled.

"On the house?" Spock questioned, confused.

"It means that I'm paying for the both of us. So you won't have to worry." Jim chuckled at the little knowledge Spock had for these things.
"That is very kind if you Jim but maybe I should just be going, I have classes tomorrow morning." Spock said as he was about to get up, but he was stopped by a gentle grip to him arm.

"Naw come on man, don't leave. Besides you've had a lot of bad stuff to take in today, you need a break." Jim said, giving him puppy-like eyes.
Spock sighed and relaxed in his seat. "Alright fine, but only a drink. Then I would really have to get going."

*10 shots of whiskey later*

"W-ow. I have never been s-o intox-icated in my life be-fore." Spock slurred with his words.

"It gets better with every shot you take. But I think you've had enough there." Jim said stably as he softly slapped Spock on the back. He may have consumed a lot of alcohol but he sure can hold his liquor.

"I-have to g-et going." Spock giggled as he attempted to get up but almost tripped.

"Alright tough guy, you can't go out on your own like that. You're crashing at mine until you're sober." Jim chuckled as he helped Spock up. He could never let Spock go back to his dorm like this. If they ever found out that he was out all night and drunk, there would be horrible consequences.

Jim paid for the drinks, thanked Noah and left the bar. He walked all the way to his hover car and helped a drunken Spock get in the front seat. He went around the vehicle and got into the driver's seat.

"You're a great man. 'm glad I met you." Spock said, sounding a bit ridiculous.

"Yeah that's great to know Spock. Now just hold on, we'll be at my apartment in a few." He said starting up the hover car. He drove off with the speed slightly lower than the limit. He didn't want to get into any accidents tonight.


They finally arrived at Jim's apartment door. Jim had to carry Spock all the way because of how drunk and off balance he was. He dropped the keys that he was about to unlock the door with. He cussed as he bent down to grab them, but before he could turn around an enter his home, he felt strong arms pushing him against the door

Spock had Jim pinned on the apartment door, looking at him, straight into his ocean blue eyes. Spock searched into Jim's eyes and he had the look on his face that read, 'I found it'.

"Spock, what're you doing..let go of-" Jim was interrupted.

Spock clashed his own lips with his. Jim wanted to push Spock away from the kiss but he didn't. He actually leaned into it. It felt good to him. Spock let go of Jim's arms and gently placed them on Jim's face. The kiss broke and the pair stared deeply into each others eyes.

Before they knew it, they were inside Jim's bedroom stripping each other from their clothing. They were desperate for each other's touch. Their arousal growing stronger with each piece of clothing they strip off.

Once completely naked, Spock pushed Jim on the king sized bed and climbed on top of him. "You're mine tonight." The Vulcan whispered fiercely. Jim loved the sound of that.

Jim grabbed the lube on his bedside table and handed it to Spock. He knew what to do with it. He applied it to his almost throbbing cock and spread Jim's legs, so he could wrap it around him. Spock touched Jim's entrance with the head of his cock, causing the human to moan pleasurably.

Finally he pushed inside Jim, making both men moan out loudly. Spock went fast and slow at some bits and he went so hard that Jim started thrusting his own hips along with the rhythm. His legs tightened around Spock and he gripped one hand tightly on his shoulder. The other hand was rubbing his own cock, trying to get himself to release.

Spock's moans became louder and louder until they turned into groans. He was just as close as Jim was.

"God! Yes! Spock!" Jim yelped as Spock went faster.

Jim was to first to release. His throbbing cock came all over his and Spock's stomach. Seconds later, a very loud moan came from Spock as he released inside of Jim.
Both men had collapsed on the bed, panting and sweating hard. Jim could feel the semen inside him. It burned in such a good way. He turned around and rested his head on Spock's chest. The panting now slowing and becoming more quiet.

"That was..so..great." Jim slightly panted as he drifted off to sleep and so did Spock.

It was one of the best nights that Jim had ever had in quite a while.

A/N: What did you think? Did you like it? Did you dislike it? Any type of critical reviews are welcome! (But seriously, it would be so nice if you review, it helps me more than you think). I'm sorry if this chapter was slightly short, but don't worry, it will get longer in the process, I already have this story planned out (unlike the other one). But yes, new chapter ever week and if I'm nice enough I'll post 2 a week!