I don't own Star Trek or the Kill Hannah song Lips Like Morphine, which was the sole inspiration for the story.

Written for A Little Piece of Heaven's August writing Challenge, under the rules and regulations set forth by Love in Rainbows. :) Read and Review, please!


"We've got an hour before my roommate gets back…wanna come over?"

It wasn't as if he had much of a choice. Gaila was just…Gaila. Like any other Orion she had that ability to really get under your skin and stay there, that ability to make sure she was on your mind all day long. She was addicting, every single inch of her, from her bright red ringlets to her taut stomach to her pouty lips to her…

…Kirk couldn't keep his hands off her.

When they did it, it was fast and rough and dirty, just how he liked it. Gaila was what one would call oversexed. Her roommate hated her bringing people back to the room, but she couldn't help it. She loved the dirty underworld as much as it loved her. She could bring it up and down and make the boys fall to the floor, boom boom boom, another one bites the dust.

Except with Kirk. Kirk was different.

"Jimmy," she'd whisper. "Jimmy, I think I love you."

"Well, that's weird," he'd drawl, and they'd go about their business.

He never did tell her he only wanted her for her brain. He never did tell her that she had the key to be able to reprogram the machine to administer his patch into the simulation and win the Kobayashi Maru exam, the unbeatable exam. She never suspected a thing.

"Jimmy," she panted. "Jimmy, I think I love you."

But somewhere along the way he found himself liking it when she touched him. When she'd nibble on his earlobes, snagging the flesh between her teeth. When she'd run her hands through his short cropped hair and drawl, "Jimmmy" real nice and slow.

"Jimmy, I got you a present," she drawled one time, red hair falling about her shoulders. "It's a friendship bracelet," she added with a sinister giggle.

She then proceeded to handcuff him to the end of her bed and they made love in the two hours they had before Gaila's roommate came back. She leaned over, whispering in his ear,

"Jimmy, I think I love you."

Kirk didn't see Gaila when they returned home from the Battle of Vulcan. He knew she'd gone out with the other cadets, but she wasn't listed on the Enterprise ship registry, and he didn't ever bother looking for her. If she'd survived, she'd come back to him. Slinking around, ringlets bouncing. Like a wisp of smoke to drawl into his ear, "Jimmy, I think I love you-"

Chekov once told him, years later, when she hadn't come back, that love conquered all. That somewhere, Gaila was waiting for him, waiting. Kirk laughed in the poor man's face, then felt sorry and bought him a drink from the next time they had shore leave. Kirk had told Chekov about the girl years ago. It was pretty common knowledge; in fact, Uhura was really the only one who was ever really in the dark about it.

"Jimmy, I think I love you."

And then Kirk would plant his feet on the floor of the bridge and forget all about her as the Enterprise sped away at high warp.