Warning: Conatians homosexual themes and a bit of violence.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Literally. I'm a Hobo. (Not really)
A.N.: I know that I should be working on other things (which I will… soon) but I watched "I'm On a Boat" Star Trek style which lead to watching Kirk/Spock amvs (mvs?) which lead to me writing this on some sticky notes. Now since I have apeased the plot bunny gods, maybe they'll actually do what I want for once!
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James T. Kirk infuriated Spock. He was out spoken, had no repesect for authority, and stood to close when they coversed. Even when they argued they were so close their breath mingled. Kirk always wore a smirk as if daring Spock to step back, using their proximity to assert his dominance. Spock would not yield. Not even when the human gave him a puzzling look. It was something akin to desire that burned in his eyes. But desire of what? Desire to do Spock bodily harm, or desire of his body? When Spock finally let his emotions get the better of him and pinned the infuriating waste of HIS air down on the Con, Spock couldn't help but be mezmerised by how Kirk looked when gasping for air. Spock let the sound of the human's hitched breathing caress him. He continued to hold the man down as the whole crew watched. Spock truly wanted to kill him in that moment, but he couldn't stop thing about how amazing Kirk's lips were when they were swollen. When Spock felt Kirk's grip growing weak, he realized what he was doing and released. As he listened to Kirk gulp for the balanced mixture of nitrogen and oxygen that filled the deck, the only thought he had was, 'How illogical.'
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So that's that! I love ficlets! (If I write a chapter or a one shot more that 2,000 words my brain turns to mush.) Please review! It'll make me make a happy noise! I just realized that I keep naming my one shots after songs. Songs that invole "Stand" in the title. Hmm. I wonder if that has some deep meaning… Now I'll get to work on the stuff I'm supposed to.