Jim Kirk stood at the center of the Bridge. Hands on his hips like he's about to take charge.
"Alright crew, I think it's about time we gave it over to Beta shift, hm?"
"Are there any tasks you wish to have completed for tomorrow, sir," Spock asked in his unmistakable baritone voice.
"No, Mister Spock, the work for today is sufficient," Kirk replied with a smug look on his face.
Everyone piled in to the turbo lift. The rest of the Bridge crew got off at the dining hall, whilst Kirk and Spock remained until they reached Deck Five: where their quarters are located.
Kirk checked to make sure nobody was around before grabbing the Vulcan's wrist and pulling him close until their noses were almost touching. Kirk just stared into his eyes for a few moments. Feeling Spock's breath on his lips.
"What was that all about up there, huh Spock? Extra work?"
"Merely completing my duty, Captain."
"Well, First Officer, I see it as you avoiding our anniversary."
Spock placed his hands on Kirk's hips, and thrusted their lower bodies closer. Kirk's breath hitched at the movement. Spock placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"On the contrary, my Jim. I have longed for this moment the entire day."
Kirk grinned and wrapped his arms around Spock's lower back. He closed the gap between their lips and planted a proper kiss onto his face. Kirk pulled back to analyze Spock's face. His cheeks were blushing green all the way up to the tips of his ears. Kirk gave a closed-lip smile before he intertwined their fingers and led Spock into his room.
Kirk ordered the lights to 75%; not full on, but enough glow that he could see Spock. He toed his shoes off, and suggested Spock do the same before they entered the bedroom. The two sat on the edge of the bed, Kirk stroking Spock's knee and nibbling at his neck.
"Jim…"
"Is something wrong?"
"No. I wish — I wish to convey to you…"
Spock couldn't get the sentence out. That blush appeared even stronger on his cheeks, and his eyes were suddenly cast down to the floor. Kirk pulled back from his neck and scooted closer to him. Arm around his waist.
"Hey. You can tell me anything, you know that."
Spock took a long, deep sigh before getting his words straight.
"As you are aware, it is our one year anniversary of being in a monogamous relationship."
Kirk nodded his head. Showing he was listening, but also encouraging Spock to continue with his thought.
"If I am not mistaken, it is Terran custom to engage in something considered special for the occasion."
"Yes, I suppose so. But we had work all day, and we agreed no presents. Our shore leave trip will be enough."
"Yes, I know. However, there is a gift I wish to give you, if you will have it."
"Well what is it, Spock? You look so serious. You're kinda scaring me here."
"I wish for you to have my virginity."
Kirk's mouth dropped open at that statement. He and Spock were physical, but never to the point of having sex. He knew how protective Spock was of that. He is a secluded man when it comes to intimacy. So now for him to be asking Kirk to take it from him made him speechless.
"I'm not sure what to say, Spock…"
"You do not wish to. I fully understand—"
"—No, Spock," Kirk said as he grabbed both of Spock's hands and held them tight. "That's not at all what I'm saying. I've wanted your for so long. I just wasn't expecting you to want me."
"I can think of no one more qualified."
"Come here."
Kirk turned Spock so that they were facing. He kissed him chastely before pulling him into a tight embrace. He could sense the nervousness rolling through Spock, he could feel his slightly increased breath on his shoulder. Kirk ran his fingers through Spock's hair, pushing the bangs back from his forehead. He kissed the middle of his scalp.
Kirk released his hold on Spock and went to take his command shirt off. His golden tan obvious all over his torso. Spock admired him, running the pads of his fingers lightly down the center of Kirk's chest. He stopped on Kirk's stomach, letting the warmth of his skin seep into his palm. Kirk turned the palm upwards and kissed the middle of it.
Spock went to remove his shirt. Kirk could see his hands trembling and held them between his own.
"Let me."
Kirk laid Spock's hands on his lap and finished pulling the fabric off of Spock's person. He placed his hands on his sides, and slid them upwards until they were massaging his neck. Kirk could feel the tension in his muscles, and circled his fingers until Spock was giving small moans. Kirk started kissing all over the Vulcan's body. First on each of his shoulders, then down to his pectorals, then a straight line until he reached his waist. With his lips remaining there, he undid Spock's pants and slide them off. Keeping one hand on Spock's neck, Kirk took the other one and started palming his member. He could feel it getting hard. Kirk scooted him up until his head was on the pillow and he was laying flat on the bed.
"Stay like that, okay?"
Spock did not speak, merely nodded his head in obedience.
Kirk slid his pants off and grabbed the lube from his night stand. He slicked up his index finger and crawled on top of Spock. He slid Spock's boxers down until they were around his ankles. Spock managed to work them the rest of the way off with his feet.
"Good. I'm gonna prepare you, okay? Just tell me if you want me to stop."
Kirk let the tip of his finger nudge into Spock's opening. He wanted Spock to get used to the sensation. Then he slid his finger in until the nail part was completely in his partner. Spock closed his eyes and evened out his breathing. Kirk saw he was still calm, so he pushed in further. He let it sit there while he lubed up his middle fingers. He pushed that one in a little quicker. Spock breathed out at the feeling.
"You alright?"
"Yes."
Kirk leaned in and pressed a kiss to Spock's forehead. Then to his nose, and then to his lips. Spock did the unexpected and grabbed the back of his head and forced their lips together more harshly. Their lips moving in tandem with more passion than they ever had before. Kirk took the opportunity to start moving his fingers up and down within Spock. He curled his index finger in hope that he would find his prostate. He wasn't sure until he Spock started whimpering, his legs moving around impatiently.
"Does that feel good, honey?"
Spock squeezed his eyes shut and moaned. Kirk quickened his pace and hit Spock's sweet spot over and over. Once his fingers were officially dried up, and took his own boxers off. He opened the tube again and lathered his penis with the gel. Spock reached up with his hand.
"Please, allow me to—"
Kirk gently lay his hand back down on the mattress before saying, "Not this time. Let me do this so I can be fast and get back to focusing on you. There'll be plenty of other times."
Kirk pumped his member up and down until he was hard enough. He put more lube on it for good measure and pressed the head up against Spock's opening. Kirk nudged his member further into Spock's opening. He kissed his temple before easing himself all the way inside of him. Spock let out a strained moan as he is filled with Kirk. His eyes shut again, and his head leaned back against the pillow. He clawed at the sheets for stability.
"Am I hurting you?"
"Only a bit, Jim. It is a strange sensation, that is all. I would be gratified if you moved."
Kirk chuckled before thrusting up into Spock. They were small motions so as to not startle Spock, but it did not take long for Kirk to hit his prostate again. He smiled as Spock whimpered beneath him. He made audible squeaks each time Kirk gave him a wave of pleasure. Spock never lost his demeanor, but Kirk could tell he was driving him wild. He buried his face into the crook of Spock's neck as he came. Spock dragged his hands down Kirk's back in a soothing motion. Once Kirk was satisfied his seed was gone, he rolled off of Spock and pulled his head to his chest. He kissed his hair, and rain his fingertips along the outside of his arm.
"You're beautiful, you know that?"
"Only because you tell me, Jim. You are quite pleasing yourself."
"Happy anniversary, Spock. I love you."
"And I you, ashaya."
