Disclaimer- I don't own anything! If I did Spock and Kirk would be at it like animals!


They had to keep it a secret. There were no public displays of affection, no vocal terms of endearment, just small moments they could steal in one of their quarters, or empty storage rooms. On the bridge you could practically smell the sexual tension between them, even if everyone else was clueless . Both tempting with the thought of just bending the other over on the control panels, in front of everybody, but that was completely out of the question. Spock was still with Uhura in a non-exclusive way, but she was not aware of that.

This all started with an away mission, but doesn't everything? Kirk, Spock and a few other ensigns transported down onto this unknown planet to examine if it was habitable. Of course, just like everything that Captain James T. Kirk is involved with, things went complete wrong. Spock was reading his PADD over a plant determining if it was poisonous, when out of nowhere the ground started to shake. Kirk was on the inside of the cave right near Spock, who was at the mouth. The roof of the cave started to come down, with nothing but concern for his captain and semi- friend (they were working on it), Spock dove into the cave and on top of Jim covering his head from the debris.

When Spock woke up, his and Kirks positions were switched. Looking into Jims eyes and seeing nothing of concern leaking through them, startled Spock beyond words, and that was a first for him.

"Spock?...Spock?..," Jim kept repeating waiting for his first officer to respond.

"Yes, Captain?" It was simple but enough to get Kirk to release the tension in his shoulders.

"Are you alright? What kind of idiot are you to jump into a cave that's about to collapse?" Jim meant to be reprimanding but had that infamous smirk plastered on his face.

"I…will be alright Captain," Jim caught the slight wince of his first, and interrupted before Spock could continue.

"Where does it hurt?" Spock tilted his head, as if to inquire just how his captain could know that he was injured. Spock was almost positive he kept his face neutral as usual, but maybe he was incorrect. Illogical, he thought.

"My left shoulder seems to be dislocated, Captain." Jim twisted to look at the shoulder, and took Spocks front and back into his hands.

"Captain may I inquire what you are doing?" Spock flinched at Kirks touch, but relaxed just as quickly.

"Spock, call me Jim, how many times do I have to tell you? I am relocating your shoulder, if we are gonna get out of here we'll need both of your arms in use." Spock nodded at Jims Words. Calling his captain by his first name, seemed unprofessional, but that was how he saw their relationship these last few weeks. What with the chess matches and personal discussions of childhood and work, things were a little more then civil, they were friendly, and to Spock it was astonishing how quickly and how much he opened up to Jim.

"Ok, Spock on the count of three I'm going to lock your shoulder back in to place. One...Two…Three," "AHH…," was all that came out of Spock's mouth as they heard the bones lock back into place.

"Thank you, Jim! My arm feels much better," Spock moved his arm to test the feeling, and was relieved to feel it a little stiff but relatively normal.

"No problem, I guess all that time with Bones has paid off! How are we going to get out of here, our transporters are broken?" There was an unsettling look that flew through both men, and they could not deny the attraction any longer. Both seemed to know what the other was thinking, and before either could object, their lips were smashed together leaving no room to breathe. The kiss was forceful and demanding, forgetting all responsibility, the Enterprise, Star Fleet, Command, nothing but want ran through their minds. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Spock knew this had consequences, like Nyota, but the only thing he cared about was the feeling of his captain beneath him as they tumbled to the floor.

Jim's mind, on the other hand, was racing. He had wanted this since Spock accepted his proposal to become his first officer. However, knew nothing really could be done to make it official without hurting a certain someone. Therefore, Jim decided to make the most of this while it lasted.

Their bodies were pressed flat against one another, kisses trailing everywhere their mouths could reach. Neither one getting the full satisfaction they craved, both afraid of making the first move. Spock decided enough was enough, and began to move down towards that particular place that would make Jim moan; kissing his way down, leaving his mark every few inches, both breathless and in complete ecstasy. Spock reached Kirk's pants button and stopped looking back up at Jim, locking eyes with him. Kirks lips turned up into a smirk and he watched as Spock's lips twitched equivalent to a Vulcan smile.

"Jim… I …," before Spock could finish is sentence, a muffled voice broke threw the debris.

"Spock…Captain… Are you alright?" That voice recognizable to both men, and it stopped them right in their tracks.

"Uhura…," Jim and Spock whispered simultaneously to each other, neither knowing what to do.


A/N- Well, let me know what you think! I would love some feedback if I should keep going, or if it is a dead end.