A/N- I wrote this in another journal of mine since the other one was stolen. =/
Typed it entirely with my Dragon NaturallySpeaking! Yay! It's about time I actually used this thing…
Not much to say except… I was bored. Read and review?
I do not own Star Trek, and I never will. D=
"Spock, I love you," Kirk whispered, pressing butterfly kisses to his Vulcan's green flushed cheeks.
Spock sighed, removing himself from the space over Jim, lying down softly beside his partner, reveling in the blonde's post-sex glow. In a gesture of silent love, he intertwined their hands, the surge of passion in their Vulcan kiss overwhelming them both.
Soft blue eyes looked into the hard chiseled brown ones, pouting slightly, "Won't you ever say that you love me, Spock?"
The pouty face his captain was giving him never failed to be adorable, causing the edges of his lips to twitch up ever so slightly. Taking a moment to regain his composure, Spock replied, "It is illogical for a Vulcan to acknowledge that which he will never truly feel."
It took Jim a few seconds before his sexually charged being to begin thinking with its head, "You don't love me?"
"I did not say that."
"But, you meant it?"
"No."
"Then, you do love me?"
"In a way."
"I don't understand, Spock! You're making this more complicated than it has to be!"
"No Jim, you are." Spock shifted forward to kiss the others forehead, "Vulcans only love their mates."
"And, we aren't?"
"No."
"Why not?" Kirk whimpered, "We're obviously in l-"
"I do not know yet if I love you."
In that moment, James Tiberius Kirk felt truly hurt. "We've been together for years, Spock, and you still don't know if you love me? We've never made love?"
"No."
The cold answer forced him to tears, releasing his hand from Spock's grip and turning his back on the other.
Seeing Jim pout might be adorable but seeing him crying broke Spock's heart."Jim if it is any condolence, you are my T'hy'la."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Jim managed to snap through the tears.
Spock wrapped his arms around Kirk's waist. "My friend. My brother." He sighed, "My lover." T'hy'la.
