Watching You Fall

PART 1

Nero was in a good mood.

This should have been a warning sign to Ayel, equivalent to a hundred red alerts flashing, beeping and going "THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG. PROCEED WITH CAUTION" but Ayel didn't notice it. Or maybe it was the fact that Nero was smiling and that made him forget how to think properly.

Because, damn, Nero was smiling."Ayel," He greeted chirpily in his raspy voice that Ayel secretly adored.
"Captain" He nodded in reply. Nero flashed his teeth at him and Ayel pretended it didn't make his blood rush down.

Nero looked different hen he smiled.
It seemed that all the pain and hurt and grief that consumed him on a normal day-to-day basis just vanished and was replaced with this shiny, happy, Nero.
Not the old Nero, he was never quite this happy and carefree. He worked his men hard and didn't accept even logical excuses.

He was always slightly easier on Ayel. They were close friends. Very close. Once a rumour floated around that Ayel and Nero shared a bond "closer than friendship" but that was soon quenched harshly. And violently.

Ayel knew he was very much attracted to Nero. His harshness was intoxicating. And that rare flash of sharp, white teeth was almost enough to push him over the edge. But he had learned to keep it a secret from the world. He tried even to keep it from himself, burying the thought, the feeling, under complex layers of denial.

Nero was broken. The destruction of Romulus and the death of his love and unborn child left him scarred and insane with grief and rage. Nero had lost everything. They had all lost family and their home planet but none of them really had a reason to return to Romulas. They mourned and grieved, and wore their marks to show that the pain would not go away, but they had nothing real to go back to anyway. There was a reason they chose a life of dirty mining work off planet than some other, more respectable job dirtside.
Nero was the one who had a reason to do well, a reason to earn an honest living. A reason to go home. He was their strong leader, insane and slightly corrupt but he had a Reason.
His new reason was revenge. Revenge on the one who stood by and let their planet die.
But Ayel knew Nero would not just stop at Ambassador Spock. Nero had something planned. That thought both terrified Ayel and drew him closer to the danger that was Nero.

He was jerked into the present by Nero, who clapped him playfully (though roughly) on the shoulder. He kept his hand there, gripping tightly as he leaned into Ayel's personal space.
"Well, Ayel," He said in a somewhat husky voice that stirred Ayel's soul. "What you wanna do now?"

Nero's words were informal and slurred. Ayel caught the scent of ale on Nero's breath when he dramatically sighed in his face. Nero had found alcohol. And was now... drunk. He tried not to smile at the thought of a drunken Nero and the thought of angry-drunk-Nero pushed all happy thoughts out of his head.

"You know what, Ayel?" Nero asked, throwing his arm over Ayel's shoulders and leading him somewhat uncertainly out of the corridor and into his quarters. "I really like your name. Ayel. Its so... ugh..."
Nero stopped. Thinking required all his attention as he thought to come up with an appropriate adjective. "Ayel. It's pretty. Like those Terran Unicorn things."

Ayel looked down to hide his blush. "Hey! You're blushing!" Nero punctuated with a series of hiccups.

"Master, I think you need rest." He tried to guide his commanding officer to his bed but Nero clung onto him.
"I don't need fucking sleep, Ayel! -hic- I need sex! Do you know how long its been?"
Ayel froze at this statement. He mumbled something incoherent and tried to leave but Nero caught him and flung him round to face him. He growled.
Shiny, happy Nero was abruptly replaced with scary, angry Nero.

"You will not leave,"
"Captain, I don't-"
"I know those rumours were true,"
"But we did not-"
"You wanted to though. You want me Ayel. I know, you think I'm blind? I know you long for me..."
Nero smirked and leaned in close to Ayel so their faces were no more than a few centimetres apart.

Ayel's breath, voice and heart all caught in his throat. Nero lazily raised his hand and softly, slowly traced the ink on Ayel's face. His chin, up to his cheek, across his forehead, up, down, around his neck... until the fabric of his uniform got in his way.

"Who's to say the feeling isn't mutual, Ayel?" Nero flashed his smile again. More of a sinister smirk than a loving grin though.

Ayel swallowed. Trying to shove his heart back down into his chest.

"Captain, I think-"
Ayel was cut off with a finger to his lips.
"Shh, Ayel, Ayel, Ayel. Ayel the pretty Unicorn! You are mine. My unicorn, Ayel! I am your Captain. You are mine. Shhhh...."
Nero pulled him closer and crushed their lips together.

It was not slow and loving.

It was fierce and fast and desperate. A battle of tongues and curious hands. Ayel tried to stop as Nero began undressing him. Gripping his wrists and trying to push him back.
"Nero, we cant"
"AYEL!" Nero growled. "You will cease talking and comply with my orders. Now!"
Ayel, the good officer that he is, decided to follow Captain's orders.

He is Nero's.

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Authors Note: I hope you liked it, I plan to continue this and tell the story of life on the Nerada and the events that take place before the movie...

A review and constructive critisism would be much appreciated! Thanks for reading! :D