Disclaimer: If I owned them – I wouldn't live with my mom...sad but true.

Warnings: Fluff, um...some sex stuff...not a lot... language as always...

Author's Note: Okay so SORRY this is taking so long.

I'm gonna try to make up for it in the next couple of days, but no promises. Just know that this is a short chapter for a reason and the next one is coming soon.

Without further ado –

This Chapter is dedicated to .if i were real for pm ing me and getting me OFF my BUTT and motivating me to get this chapter done.

Thanks to everyone reading and reviewing

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Chapter 14

Life Is a Highway

When Spock awoke he found crystal blue eyes gazing into his own. A smile spread across the handsome face lying on the pillow next to him, as one finger reached out to lightly trace his jaw line.

"Good morning beautiful. How did you sleep?"

Jim's tone was quiet and warm, but Spock inadvertently winced as the sound hit his sensitive ears.

"I thought so. Too much chocolate love," Jim practically whispered as he reached over to the nightstand to grab the two aspirin and a cold glass of water he'd already placed there. It was then that Spock noticed that he and Jim's clothing had already been laid out on the chairs next to the table by the window and all of the items they had left haphazardly spread across the table and motel room counter the night before were nowhere to be seen. Jim had obviously already packed anything that was not needed for preparing for the day ahead.

Spock briefly wondered how long his fiancée had been awake and his thoughts were immediately answered by Jim who told him that he'd been up for a while but didn't want to shower or shave as he didn't want the noise or the light to wake Spock up.

"You are very thoughtful T'hy'la, but that was unnecessary. What time is it? Do not we need to be at your Uncle's farm for breakfast?"

"It's still early love. We're okay, we're going to do Brunch with them at around 10:30 or so and then haul ass to Vegas. Pavel says there's not much to see on this leg of the trip but desert. We debated going to the Grand Canyon first but majority rule said that we wanted more time in Vegas, if that's okay with you."

"I do not care Jim. When did you decide all this?"

"'Bout a half hour ago. Bones woke me up. Joanna called him this morning upset about a fight she had with her mom. Anyway, he was up and wanting to know what the plan was so we woke those other assholes up and he gave them all something for their hangovers and we caucused. He's calling Mom right now to see how she's doing and then he's going to come in here and check on you, but he's not sure he brought anything with him for Vulcan hangovers. Does vanilla work?"

"I cannot be certain for I have never had any reason to acquire the knowledge, however in principle it should not. I will be fine as long as I stay hydrated. Thank you for the water Jim."

"You are welcome love of my life. Is there anything else I can do for you before I jump in the shower?" Jim asked, placing a light kiss on Spock's forehead.

"No. Give me a moment and I will join you."

"Nope. Not this time. You lay here, wait for Bones, see if he found something to help and in the meantime, let the aspirin kick in. You can shower after me once you're head isn't pounding so hard."

"My head is fine."

"Nice try. I can feel it, remember. You aren't doing a very good job of shielding me this morning."

"I'm sorry. My thoughts seem to be in some sort of fog."

"That's typical. Just get some more rest. I'll be out in a few minutes."

True to his word, Jim emerged from the bathroom less than ten minutes later, freshly showered and dripping wet. He found Bones administering a hypo to Spock's neck.

"Ow!" Spock groaned uncharacteristically.

"You'll thank me for that later."

"That is highly doubtful."

"Found something huh?" Jim inquired.

"Well, I think so. I did a little research and made a couple of inquiries and it turns out I had something that might work. Danm green blooded Vulcan physiology. Normally I'd have no problem, but I only brought the bare minimum on this trip. I didn't plan on playing doctor all the damn time. I'm supposed to be on vacation after all. Treating my own hangovers or Scotty's, sure, but I never figured on having to treat Mr. Prim and Proper's hangovers."

"Yeah well I seem to remember it being you feeding him all that chocolate."

"What'd ya expect? The public contact was too much for him and alcohol doesn't affect Vulcans."

"Well first of all it does affect him to some degree, he's half human, and second of all, why couldn't you just give him a mild sedative or something for anxiety that wouldn't make him drunk?"

"Because I didn't think of that, that's why."

"Said the doctor who was drinking too much last night."

"Let me repeat. I…am…on…vacation…so shut the hell up! I fixed him didn't I? He's fine, aren't you Spock."

"That is debatable." Spock said still rubbing his neck and glaring at the doctor.

"Whatever. Did you talk to Mom and Chris?"

"Yep. She's doing a hell of a lot better. I told her if she continued to mind her p's and q's and rest today, she could head to George and Aurelan's in the morning and check in with my colleague there on the 2nd."

"Great! We'll call her later Spock and decided whether or not to head up there ourselves tomorrow or the day after."

"That sounds like an agreeable plan Jim. I believe I am already feeling a good deal better. I should shower now." Spock said heading to the bathroom a bit wobbly but getting there.

"See I told ya I fixed him. I'm gonna go shower and shave myself. Catch ya in a bit." Bones said, going back into his own room.

Jim partially dressed, forgoing the shirt for the moment, then brushed his teeth and had begun shaving when Spock finally emerged from the shower looking much better.

"Hey sexy, how ya feelin'?"

"I am fine Jim."

"Well yes, you are fine, but how are you really feeling?"

"I am not placating. It seems that the remedy Leonard administered to me was more than adequate."

"No more headache or anything?"

"No. In fact I am feeling quite myself, perhaps a bit more tired than usual, but otherwise fine. I would however appreciate your candor in the matter."

"In other words, don't tell Bones, because you don't want him gloating?"

"Precisely."

"What is it with you two? Why an't you just get along?"

"This is how we 'get along' Jim."

"The banter and the antagonism work for you huh?"

"Exactly. I believe the earth saying is, 'if it does not appear to be damaged, then it does not require repair'."

Jim guffawed at this. "It's 'if it ain't broke, don't fix it' Spock."

"That is what I said."

"If you say so."

"I do."

"I love you, you know that?" Jim grinned at Spock's image in the mirror in front of him.

"Yes T'hy'la, but I never tire of hearing you speak the words," Spock said with a slight grin as he stepped up behind Jim and wrapped his arms around Jim's waist hugging him gently and placing a light kiss at the base of his lover's neck. "I love you more with each passing day Jim. Though I did not think it were possible to love you any more than I already have."

"Ditto Mr. Spock," Jim said with a wide grin leaning back and turning his head to kiss his love and thoroughly slathered Spock with shaving cream. Surprisingly this only slightly irritated the Vulcan as he too needed to shave, so he left it on his face and proceeded to do just that.

While they both shaved Jim began humming an old 21st century song that his mother used to listen to . Spock loved Jim's voice and gave him a grin and a wink so that Jim would understand his appreciation.

Jim finished shaving first and as he moved to the main room to finish dressing he sang the next verse and the song's chorus out loud, making sure to cast meaningful glances in Spock's direction so that he would know that Jim was singing the lyrics for him.

"I think about the years I spent, just passing through, I'dlike to have the time I lost, and give it back to you… But you just smile and take my hand, You've been there, you understand,
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true…

Every long lost dream led me to where you are, Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars…Pointing me on my way into your loving arms, This much I know is true…
That God blessed the broken road, That led me straight to you…"

Jim had thrown a few last things into their bags as he sang, when he'd finished, with both the packing and the chorus, he'd slowly walked up behind Spock so that he could sing the last few words directly to his love. Spock had watched him in the mirror as he did this, for as soon as he realized the depth of the meaning of the words Jim was singing to him, he had become enraptured with Jim's performance his attention no longer on shaving. He leaned back into Jim's embrace, shutting his eyes and simply enjoying the feel of his T'hy'la's arms encapsulating him.

"However did I manage to become so fortunate?"

"You and me both babe." Jim grinned, nuzzling Spock's neck a bit before letting go. "I put some clothes out on the bed for you. I'll leave the bathroom bag here so you can put the rest of your stuff in it, but I'm gonna run the others out the the transport."

"Restless to leave?"

"Yes and no. I'd love to stay here and enjoy your company, I really relish this alone time, but damnit if I'm not starving." Jim playfully flashed his trademark gorgeous wide and flirty smile at Spock, the one that melted Spock's heart every time he saw it. He shuddered a bit before telling Jim to hurry back and then finished the task of shaving and brushed his teeth before quickly dressing. He noted that Jim had chosen to leave him with a very tight fitting pair of black jeans and an equally tight black t-shirt, and no sweater.

He just shook his head knowingly, thinking to himself that it was good they would not be spending any inordinate amount of time outdoors today, but would be primarily in the car. His coat would be sufficient against what little winter cold he would have to endure, however the tightness of his attire would not provide much comfort during the long hours sitting in the car ahead. He would have to think of a way to seek his revenge.

"Gawds but look hot in that. And I mean smokin'" Jim said grinning lasciviously as he came back into the room. Spock shot him what he hoped would pass for a very irritable eyebrow raise.

"What?" Jim grinned in mock innocence as if he'd done absolutely nothing and couldn't fathom why the Vulcan could possibly be irritated with him.

"You know very well what."

"Who me?"

"Yes you."

"You ready?"

"I believe so," Spock said, grabbing their last bag after putting on his coat. With that they headed out to the transport to meet the others and then drove over to Jim's Aunt and Uncle's for breakfast.

It was a fantastic meal. His Aunt had pulled out all the stops. Even Scotty was so full and happy and sated by the end of it that the man swore up and down that if Jim's Uncle ever left her, he'd marry her on the spot.

They got back on US 30 W and headed towards McCammon, where they could get onto I-15. I-15 would take them all the way through Utah to Vegas. They stopped in at the travel plaza just off the exit to gas up before hitting the interstate. It was a big place, you could pretty much buy anything there and Jim came out with the standard bag of munchies and another smaller bag that he quickly put in his pocket with a wicked grin.

"You are up to something."

"I'm not even going to deny it, but you are just gonna have to wait until later to see what it is I'm up to. Trust me, you'll like it. Don't let on though okay?"

"My lips are sealed T'hy'la."

Jim shot spock a wink and they climbed into the very back seat. McCoy and Scotty wound up in the middle as it was Sulu and Chekov's turns to drive. Chekov stated right away that if they didn't make too many stops they could make it in 4 hours with no problems, maybe less if they pushed the speed.

"We'll just have to see how traffic is in Utah. They drive fast down there, but there's a hell of a lot of traffic from Tremonton all the way down to Payson. Hell, nearly to Nephi. We can punch it after that, but not before, and it's city adjacent interstate that whole stretch, just like driving in California."

"Oh man are you kidding?" Sulu complained.

"Nope," Jim explained further. "I-15 runs right through the middle of Salt lake and all the towns before and after it so…"

"So the best we're gonna be able to do is 65."

"That about sums it up, yeah."

"Shit" exclaimed everyone in the car but Spock."

"We could still make it in approximately 4 hours if we are able to push to excessive speeds once the urban areas are behind us, which would put us in Vegas at around 2:30 p.m." Spock offered.

"Yeah, which isn't bad, even if traffic slows us down, we might get there by four, which still ain't bad. It's plenty early enough to get settled into our rooms and decide what we are doing tonight. By the way – I called ahead from my Uncle's place and got us booked at the MGM Grand."

"Seriously? That place is hot – there's a ton of restaurants and shops and shows right in the place, we wouldn't even have to hit the strip, but…. How much is it gonna run us?"

"Ha ha, that's the icing on the cake. Somebody put a bug in my ear a few months back that we needed to call ahead if we decided to hit Vegas on shore leave because the gut that owns and runs the place now is a huge fan of us saving the planet and all that. He put in some kind of Starfleet Museum with pictures of the Enterprise and the crew and they're running that documentary they made us do about the whole Narada incident, the whole bit. There's a memorial in the middle to all of the people who lost their lives that day. I guess it's pretty cool. Anyway, I talked to the manager, and when I told him it was us coming he just about fell over himself trying to wheel and deal with me.

Bottom line is, all we have to do is basically the same routine as the Air-Space Museum and Cochran U. Take a few photo op pics, sign a few autographs hob, nob a little, and we get suites, free meals, for not just one but two nights, plus credits in the casino, for free. Oh and yeah, free drinks at the bars too."

"Hot damn!"

"You bet ur sweet arse. Nice goin' Cap'n"

"Aaa thank you…, thank you very much." Jim said in his best Elvis impersonation voice. "So the best part of the deal is you guys' suites come with two rooms, so you don't have to share. That is, unless you want to…" he said teasingly in Hikaru and Pavel's direction. The two blushed furiously and remained silent as rocks but the furtive glances between them told Jim that they wouldn't be making use of their second bedroom unless it was for christening reasons.

"What your suite doesn't have two rooms?"

"Well yeah it does, I didn't want to out and out ask for the Honeymoon suite, not just yet anyway. I do think I've got a way out of this whole situation. A way that Spock and I can be vocal about our relationship and engagement without breaking any fraternization regs, but I need to do a little more research.

Anyway, we lucked out got the Presidential suite, as it was not booked until New Year's Eve, or at least that's what he said. I got the feeling he might have bumped somebody out of it, but I'm not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth. The place has one huge bedroom and one smaller one, plus a small kitchen and a friggin baby grand piano in the living room area, Jacuzzi tubs in both bathrooms, hydrosonic showers, the ones where you get the sonics and the water and the fancy little relaxation lights and music and aromatherapy junk, and like four fireplaces or some shit. It's gonna be great!" He exclaimed, waggling his eyebrows at his lover.

"Well aren't you special?"

"As a matter of fact Bones, I am. I saved Earth, remember, and Spock is, well, just fucking awesome. So there."

Leonard promptly stuck his tongue out at Jim, who stuck his own out back and then they started a little lighthearted punching match which soon got a little rough and Scotty and Spock had to put them in time out. They conceded to their corners where they continued to make rude gestures at each other in a teasing manner.

"You two behave like children at times. It is a wonder you are able to serve as Captain and Chief Medical Officer of the Federations flagship with any kind of professionalism."

"Hey we're on shore leave, back off you green blooded bitch."

"Don't call my fiancée a bitch…bitch."

"Like you don't spank his ass and yell 'who's your daddy bitch' while you're fucking him."

"I don't!"

"Right."

"I don't, and I only did that once, and I was pretty fucking wasted at the time."

"Yeah so was I, but not wasted enough. Gawd rooming with you sucked sometimes. Laying in the next bed trying to sleep listening to that shit was excruciating."

"You loved it and you know it. You're such a voyeur."

"I am not. God damnit I'm gonna come across this seat and kick your ass for real."

"I'd like to see you try." Jim said flashing McCoy the biggest grin in his arsenal.

"I would if I didn't think I'd get Vulcan nerve pinched before I even got halfway there."

"You would you know."

"You may at any rate if you do not cease with this line of antagonistic conversation."

"Oh what it's okay for you two to purposely antagonize each other but I can't join in on the fun?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"It is irritating."

"Welcome to my world."

Scotty, Sulu, and Chekov had been chuckling at this whole thing. They were all of the opinion that getting to see this side of their superior officers was pretty damn cool. They'd all bonded a lot already over this short trip.

"So wat kind of road trip gamez can we play today?" Paval asked brightly.

"There's this one wher ya crank up the heat as high as she'll go and tha firs one to crack a window loses and so on. There's a version where whoever cracks first loses an item of clothing and tha las one with any clothes on wins."

"I'm not saying that doesn't sound fun Scotty, but there's a couple problems with that game."

"Whas that?"

"Well A – Pavel and Hikaru will lose first, because they are up front by the main blowers, B – Pavel is driving, so how's he gonna strip, and C- which is most important, there's a Vulcan in the car. Now personally I'd love to see said Vulcan naked, but we all know that ain't gonna happen. We'll all end up naked, and he'll be sitting here all smug and fully clothed."

"True story." Sulu chimed in with Paval nodding in agreement.

"Well there's the standards, the alphabet game, punch buggy, the license plate game, that one we might have fun with in Utah if there's as much traffic as Jim says. There's some kind of road kill cricket game too, but they don't play cricket in Georgia so I don't really get that one."

"It's complicated and you have to substitute cats and rabbits and antelope for the original animals. It was made up in Australia so they used wombats and dingos and kangaroos and wallabies." Sulu explained.

"Okay so I vote for the license plate game but I know two versions."

"As do I" Chekov agreed.

"I only know one, what's the other one Jim?" Sulu asked.

"Well one you have to find as many states as possible. The first to call it gets it and no one else can call it, the one with the most wins of course. The other one is about the same but you have to find the license plates from all 50 states in order. The one who gets the furthest wins. So, say Bones gets all the way to Iowa, but then someone else calls Kansas first, well he can't keep going until he gets Kansas, no matter how many other states he sees in the meantime."

"So it's like the license plate game and the alphabet game combined?"

"Exactly."

"I believe that game would present the most challenge and competition." Spock interjected.

Everyone agreed and they decided the cut off mark would be one hour, regardless of the distance covered. Thirty minutes into the game Pavel was all the way to Oregon, probably because he was driving and could see the upcoming plates better, but then he got stumped because there were no Pennsylvania plates this far west. Spock soon caught up with him and the race was on for Pennsylvania with the other three lagging far behind. Spock soon spotted a Pennsylvania car on the opposite side of the freeway which sparked a debate about whether or not cars in the other lane counted until Pavel also spotted a Pennsylvania car in the opposite lane and decided they did count. Rhode Island however, remained elusive and at the one hour buzzer, Spock and Pavel were tied.

"Great so what do they win besides bragging rights?"

"Um… nothing? Well I'll give Spock something later, but Chekov definitely isn't getting that prize. At least not from me." Jim said suggestively back to Sulu.

"Ha…ha…"

"Well I dun no abut you fellas, but las night wore me out. Top that off with the splendid meal we got this mornin' and I'm beat. I'm gunna take a nap, if you wudnt mind handin' me a pillow and a blankin Cap'n"

"Not at all, in fact that sounds like a superb plan, in fact, you are looking mighty tired yourself there Bones."

"Yeah, yeah I am all the sudden." Leonard admitted yawning. He'd been yawning and trying to keep his eyes open for about 30 minutes. Jim just grinned as if he knew something, which Bones completely missed, and handed up a couple of pillows and blankets. He grabbed a couple for he and Spock and hollered up a Sulu to see if he wanted a pillow or anything.

"Nah, I'm fine, I'll keep Pavel awake."

Spock could tell that Jim was just pretending to settle in and instead of offering to cuddle, leaned back to watch whatever it was he had up his sleeve. Somehow he got the feeling the Scotty was putting on a show as well, but Dr. McCoy definitely was not. In fact he was asleep within minutes and snoring soundly soon after that, which Jim was keeping a close eye on. A minute or so after the snoring started Scotty sat up and shot a knowing look at Jim.

"Didja get it?"

"Yeah, how much did he drink?"

"All of it, he'll be out and oblivious for at leas an hour, maybe two, I didna overdo it, just a nip yaknow."

"Well yeah I didn't want him comatose, just out of it enough he won't wake up while we are making him pretty." Jim said fishing the small bag he'd concealed earlier out of the pocket of the coat he'd stashed on the floor.

"What are you guys up to?" Sulu asked

"Oh you're gonna like this." Jim said pulling several various cosmetics out of the bag and chuckling. Sulu had to clap a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing out loud and waking up sleeping beauty. He quickly explained to Chekov what they were doing and Spock watched all this with curiosity.

Jim uncapped the bright red lipstick and proceeded to paint the biggest reddest smile on the doctor's lips that Spock had ever seen while Scotty uncapped a bright turquoise eyeliner pencil and began drawing swirly designs all over McCoy's forehead. Jim did his eyelids in bright blue and green with fluorescent pink wings and glitter, while Scotty added purple hearts on his cheeks, a little rainbow with clouds on one jaw, and something that resembled a unicorn on the other jaw. It was one of the most fascinating things Spock had ever seen, and the doctor never even stirred.

Sulu gave Chekov the play by play while they both stifled their laughter as best as they could. When the face painting was done, Jim and Scotty sat back to admire their work and high fived each other.

"This is indeed a fantastic prank Jim. He will be infuriated. I will enjoy it very much."

"Oh you don't even know the best part Spock."

"Which is?"

"Well you can't see your own face you know, not really. I left his nose bare just in case, but the thing is, he isn't gonna know what's on his face until he goes into a public restroom somewhere and looks in the mirror, and to get to the public restroom, he's gotta get through public first."

When the realization dawned on Spock how humiliating this was indeed going to be he dove into his bag in the back.

"Hey what gives Spock?" Jim asked suddenly worried that Spock wasn't going to play along and was going to clean Bones up.

"I believe I want to capture his appearance on film so that we might all enjoy this over and over and share it with the Enterprise crew." Spock said deviously, bringing out his camera from the bag.

Sulu and Chekov high fived each other and stifled more laughter, then Jim and Scotty took turns posing with Leonard's sleeping form while Spock captured it all for posterity. Then Sulu got another bright idea and grabbed the camera from Spock. He plugged it into the on board computer in the dash and proceeded to e-mail the pictures to everyone on the Enterprise crew list and Admiral Pike. Then they all laughed themselves into hysterics until the tears came and sat back to wait for Sleeping Beauty to awaken from his drugged slumber.

Scotty really did take the opportunity to nod off after first making everyone else in the transport swear on pain of having their peckers cut off by a welding torch that they wouldn't mess with him if he fell asleep.

Spock, sitting on the opposite side of the seat from Jim, fidgeted uncomfortably in his too tight jeans. Jim was peering over the back of the seat in front of him ensuring that McCoy wasn't smudging his handiwork and grinning like a bastard.

Spock glanced at Scotty who was already snoring and then past hi to Sulu in the passenger seat who's attention was completely focused on his conversation with Chekov. With everyone else in the vehicle either ignoring them or asleep, he decided this might be the perfect opportunity to exact his revenge on Jim for trapping him in such uncomfortable attire for traveling.

He began to squirm more so that Jim would take notice, running his long slender fingers slowly down his thighs before tugging at the denim material. When he looked up longingly at Jim, he saw that he now had his lover's full attention.

"Pants too tight...lover...?" Jim teased wickedly through their link, licking his full and luscious lips as he did so, no doubt in an attempt to turn Spock on.

"Quite, as you very well know, however, I find that it is not completely unpleasant as the garments are rubbing me in....very...unexpected...ways..Jim.." Spock communicated, shooting Jim his most sensuous, alluring and seductive look, emoting enough lust through his telling brown eyes that he could practically feel Jim's arousal through their link though they were not even touching.

Spock ran one hand over the tight cotton t-shirt covering his chest, stopping to rub his fingers against his own nipples while moving his other hand to his groin, slipping his pale delicate fingers down to cup and roll his balls over the tight black denim, feeling is own arousal growing and making his pants all the tighter. He closed his eyes slightly and tilted his head back enjoying the sensations he was causing in his own body and through their link he heard Jim practically scream 'Oh dear God'. He looked up and saw that his lover had plastered himself back against the window and was staring wide eyed and slack jawed at Spock's hands.

"Are you quite alright T'hy'la?" Spock only heard a whimper in reply as he moved his long delicate fingers up towards the buttons on the fly of his jeans, undoing them one by one. "I must apologize, but I find that these pants are indeed quite a bit too tight in my current condition".

He undid the buttons slowly pulling the t-shirt out of them as he did so, revealing first a nest of black, soft, curly hair and an absence of underwear, which were tucked at the bottom of their bathroom toiletries bag. Jim shuddered and took a sharp breath in as Spock moved the loosened flaps of his Jeans out of the way and released his fully engorged cock with a contented sigh of relief.

He took himself lightly in one hand running his fingers up the long green shaft, stopping at the double ridges beneath the head and rubbing his thumb delicately across them before covering himself with the blanket and settling comfortably back against his pillow.

"That is much better." he said with a sigh, feigning contentment and sleepiness.

"Oh you damn dirty Vulcan. You cannot just do that to me and then leave me hanging and go to sleep."

"Actually, yes, I can. It is your own fault for not leaving me more comfortable travel attire to put on this morning."

"You are such a fucking cock tease."

"Sucks to be you." Spock teased, using his Vulcan control technique to will his own erection down.

"Nice one. Where the hell did you pick that particularly human phrase up from?"

"From you."

"I...you....UGH!" Jim groaned internally and was about to pounce on Spock when Spock seriously cautioned him.

"Jim, control yourself. We are not alone."

"I don't fucking care!"

"I apologize. It was my intention to turn you on and leave you hanging as you said, in order to teach you a lesson, but I did not intend for it to affect you so adversely. Even among our friends I would still be uncomfortable with public displays of intimacy. Affection through simple gestures is one thing, but intimacy is quite another. It is...private." he conveyed, blushing.

"You're the one who just had your cock waving around in the air where everyone and his dog could see it!"

"You are the only one who could see it Jim. I made sure of that before I acted. Spock looked apologetically at his fiancee. "Come here my love, let me touch you and I can help you quell your arousal through our link."

With an exasperated sigh, Jim maneuvered himself so that they were both under the blanket and spooning with his back to Spock as best as they could on the narrow seat, and Spock touched his face at the meld points.

"Bones said no melds."

"He said no melding during intercourse. Do not worry. I am not engaging a full meld, simply a relaxation technique that will help you," he explained, flooding his lover with calm and serenity, love and devotion. He did this briefly then ended the meld and could feel Jim relax and his arousal quell.

"Mmm, that was nice," Jim admitted sleepily. Spock wrapped his arms around Jim and they lay there holding each other and just enjoying the warmth of each others bodies for the longest time. Jim turned over so that he could wrap his whole body over the Vulcan's and lay his head on Spock's chest.

Jim lightly ghosted his fingers over Spock's chest and arms, being careful not to venture lower. As much as he wanted more, he knew that Spock was right and this was neither the time nor the place. Spock held Jim tightly in his arms and kissed him lightly on the top of the head and the forehead murmuring to him through their link how very much he loved him.

Jim returned the sentiment, fingering the pendant Spock wore under his shirt, thinking to himself that he didn't want to wait a year before he could marry the beautiful being that he'd come to think of as his.

"Jim, what did you mean earlier when you said you thought you knew of a way for us to be able to be open about our relationship without breaking any fraternization regulations?"

"Well, there's a fairly obscure regulation regarding Vulcans who are bonded and both serving in Starfleet. I believe it says that they can request to be stationed on the same ship to preserve the bond, which probably has something to do with Pon Farr and deep space assignments without spelling it out. Anyway it says they can request to be stationed on the same ship to preserve the bond without interfering with the chain of command. There's something about allowing the chain of command to be altered in such cases so that one bondmate wouldn't be required to answer to another.

I could be totally off on this but I think that it might allow for us to legally serve together as Captain and First Officer without breaking any regs. You would still have to follow my orders but I believe that if my interpretation is correct, when it comes to performance reviews, disciplinary issues, or anything regarding increase or demotion in rank, that sort of thing, that it could be arranged so that you directly reported to Admiral Pike so that he could ensure there were no favoritism going on.

And you of course would have the discretion of reporting any unfair orders I might give you to Admiral pike in form of a written complaint as well. I'll have to read the reg myself to see what the checks and balances are and how its intended to play out, but I think it'll work."

"It is unfortunate that we have to go to such lengths. Normally Starfleet is very lenient when it comes to fraternization regulations and has been known to put family units first and foremost even if it meant disregarding regulations. It has seemed to be a case by case basis, but with the current situation regarding your command and those who seek to undermine it, the utmost caution is necessary." Spock intoned.

"I agree. I'll talk to Chris tonight when we call Mom and have him look in to it, but I think that if we could arrange to legalize our bond by having a Vulcan Elder confirm it and register it with the Vulcan and Federation embassies, that the 'Jim sucks club' couldn't do anything about our relationship. If that's the case, we wouldn't have to wait to get married Spock."

"Is it your wish to marry sooner T'hy'la?"

"Yes Spock, it is. I don't want to sneak around the ship and pretend we're not together and I don't want to have to defend my relationship with you to anyone. Nor do I want to fend off would be suitor's who think they can steal me away from you because we aren't married. Or vice versa. I want to be able to introduce you to foreign dignitaries as my First Officer and my husband. I just want to call you my husband Spock. I want you to be mine, all mine, forever."

"I am that Jim, as you are mine, regardless of when our marriage takes place, we are bonded. That is permanent. We are T'hy'la. Soul mates. True T'hy'la are rare and revered in Vulcan culture. Nothing and no one can change that, nor can they take it away from us."

"I know Spock it's just... I just want to marry you. I can't explain it."

"You do not need to T'hy'la. I too would very much like to call you my husband. Nothing would make me happier." Spock admitted, placing a warm deep kiss on Jim's lips and wrapping his essence around Jim's as the kiss connected their minds as one.

The kiss deepened and Jim reached up to run his hands through Spock's silky hair, then entwined their finger before breaking the kiss and bringing Spock's hand to his lips. He kissed each fingertip gently feeling both in his mind and against his stomach how aroused it made Spock.

He knew that because the Vulcan's touch telepathy was strongest through his hands that his fingers were extremely sensitive. He'd felt through their link how completely erotic it was for Spock when his fingers were inside Jim, but he'd never really payed attention to what just kissing his fingertips could do. He decided the experiment warranted more attention.

He brought the warm fingertips back to his lips and starting with Spock's thumb began to pay particular attention to each finger. He kissed lightly down the length of his thumb and them back up, slipping his tongue out to gently graze the pad of Spock's thumb before moving clear over to his pinky finger. He repeated the same action with the pinky, then slipped the tip into his mouth sucking ever so gently on it before releasing it. He felt Spock's breath hitch and a wave of arousal surge through him as he did so. The Vulcan was so enraptured with what Jim was doing that he couldn't think clearly enough to caution him or ask him to stop.

Jim moved on to Spock's ring finger paying even more attention to it. He ran his tongue all the way from the base to the tip, then swirled his tongue around the tip to the first knuckle before sucking slightly on the tip which caused Spock to shudder and gasp. The response turned Jim on like no other so took the whole finger into his mouth and sucked eagerly as he slowly retracted the digit from his lips. He then repeated the action on his middle and index fingers which seemed to drive Spock wild.

Spock's hips bucked and ground against Jim and a gutteral growl elicited from his throat as Jim nipped and sucked each of the two fingers. Then Jim took both of them into his mouth at once sucking and rubbing his tongue back and forth bobbing his head up and down, thrusting the fingers in and out simulating a blow job. Spock's free had was pulling at Jim's hair, scratching his back, the fingernails raking so hard through Jim's shirt that he was sure there would be long gouge marks all down his back. It was fantastic. Spock's head was thrown back on the pillow, his eyes closed, eyelids fluttering. He was biting his bottom lip so hard Jim was sure he would soon draw blood. Jim loved seeing him this way, his cheeks flushed brilliant green, overcome with ecstasy and abandon, giving himself over to Jim completely. If only they had really been alone and not in the back seat of a vehicle.

Jim knew he should stop. Small whimpers and moans were escaping from Spock and he was sure he would soon alert the other passengers as to what was going on in the back seat. If that happened Spock would never forgive him, but he just couldn't bring himself to stop just yet. Spock rocked and ground against him as Jim sucked and swirled and licked and nibbled. He knew Spock was getting close, and the sensations he could feel through their link were bringing him close to his own release.

He maneuvered his free hand out from under Spock's back to reach between them and undo his own pants. They were both still covered with the blanket so it wasn't like anyone could see anything. At least that's how Jim justified it to himself, he knew there would be hell to pay when Spock came back to his senses, but he didn't care any more. Then he pushed his pants down just enough to free his own rock hard erection and rolled on top of his lover, still sucking and nipping at the long delicate fingers in his mouth. Their erections collided, hot, slick and heavy and Spock's nails dug into Jim's shoulders as his breath hitched violently again and he bucked his hips uncontrollably.

Within seconds they both climaxed, Jim holding his breath as he did so, trying not to make any noise. At the same time he projected the words 'quiet Spock, quiet' as forcefully as he could into his lover's mind, which seemed to work. He had felt the shout rising in Spock's throat but as he projected Spock pulled it back and made only a faint whimper. He did however begin to shudder and shake beneath Jim, gasping and panting as he kissed Jim's head and face over and over, hugging Jim tightly to him.

"Jesus Christ Jim! It's not enough I had to put up with that shit for three years at the Academy? Can't you keep it in your pants for five fucking minutes?" Bones shouted. Apparently he was awake.

Jim jerked around to see his painted faced friend scowling at him, which was funny as hell with those sparkly pink butterfly wings coming off the sides of his eyes. Jim had a really hard time suppressing the laughter that rose in his throat. Even Spock who should probably have been pissed as hell at that moment had clapped a hand over his mouth in order to trap the laugh and smile he nearly let escape at the site of Leonard, whose hair was also now standing strait in the air.

Thankfully Scotty was drowsily waking up and had missed Jim and Spock's little foray into public display's of intimacy. Sulu and Chekov first looked confused, clearly having no idea what McCoy was referring to, which would save Jim from catching hell later, then both stifled bouts of laughter knowing what would be coming next now that the doctor was awake. Thankfully, McCoy just thought they were laughing at Jim and Spock being caught 'getting' busy' in the back seat.

Jim grabbed some napkins out of the bag on the floor and cleaned he and Spock up as discreetly as he could hollering at Bones to shut the fuck up and leave him alone while shooting his lover a wink and a wide grin.

"Love you." he whispered, doing up his pants and ensuring that Spock's were done up as well before sitting up and throwing the blanket off them.

Spock just rolled his eyes and raised an eyebrow at Jim before shaking his head and sitting up himself. Then instead of getting pissy he reached out and pulled Jim into his embrace, cuddling him and whispering sentiments of returned love into his ear.

"Make me." Bones shot back.

"Nah, I have better things to do." Jim said smugly, snuggling back against Spock and turning to kiss him gently.

"Well at least refrain from 'doing them' in front of me will ya? Hey Chekov, find a place to pull over, I gotta take a piss."

This made Sulu double over and Chekov stuttered that he would pull over at the next exit as he tried to keep his laughter from escaping. Jim bit his lip, Spock looked out the window, and Scotty just stoically agreed that he also needed to piss. How he was keeping a straight face Jim really really wanted to know.

Not many minutes later Chekov spotted a large travel plaza off the interstate, the kind where there would be lots and lots of people milling around. Jim expected Spock to immediately let go of him and create a distance between them as they came closer and closer to being in view of the public, but the Vulcan possessively clung to him until the very last moment. Jim wasn't sure why, but he liked it. Spock even reached out to give him what would be considered a very racy Vulcan kiss as they got out of the vehicle.

"Wow, what's that all about?" he asked tentatively. "I figured you'd be pissed and not speaking to me for tricking you into having sex with me in the car."

"You underestimate the affect your actions have had on me then."

"So you liked that then?" Jim smiled smugly.

"Like is a very inadequate term in this particular case."

"Oh really? So does that mean you are still..um..."

"Turned on?" the Vulcan whispered in his ear. "Yes Jim, although that too is an inadequate description. I find that I am still very aroused and wish to have sex with you."

"We just had sex. In the car. You mean you want to have more sex." Jim teased

"No..." the Vulcan seemed to growl into Jim's ear in a way that sent shivers up his spine. "What I mean, is that I wish to bend you over the first table, counter, or other waist high object we encounter and fuck you up the ass Jim. Fuck you long and fuck you hard in front of god and everyone. I want to make you scream and mark you as mine. Then I want find a bed and take you again and again and again fucking you over and over. I want you to ride my cock, ride it fast and hard and beg me to come inside you. Then I want to continue to fuck you until you can no longer endure it T'hy'la. And then...I want you to fuck me the same way."

Spock finished his little rant, and then nonchalantly walked away and headed to the travel plaza as if he'd only been talking to Jim about the weather, his face an emotionless mask. Jim stood there stunned and panting. Spock's words and the lust that had accompanied them, that Jim could feel through their link when Spock lightly touched his shoulder as they spoke, had turned him hard in an instant. The images Spock had flooded his mind with had him flushed and flustered as well. He'd know the Vulcan's fingers were erogenous zones, but he'd greatly underestimated how erogenous they were, or rather could be, if Spock allowed himself to let go, which for some reason he had in the transport. Jim still couldn't figure that one out, but as he walked towards the c-store, he decided he didn't care.

Once inside he located the others and noted that McCoy was garnishing stares from the other customers and seemed to be becoming suspicious. He looked at Scotty and asked what everyone was staring at. Scotty just shrugged as if he didn't have a clue. The guy must have been and actor in a previous life. Jim knew there was no way he could have held a straight face.

"I've gotta pee but we are going to have to find another bathroom because there's no way I'm going in there after him." Sulu cracked under his breath.

"I believe there is a sign stating that there are other restrooms just past the restaurant." Spock intoned pointing to their left.

"Good plan, but we have to hear his reaction first." Jim said creeping close to the door that Scotty and McCoy had just gone through. A few seconds later walked out and joined them.

"I hurried as fast as I cud. He went into a stall so he hasna seen a mirror yet." he informed them breathlessly.

Just then they heard the slew of profanity and a couple other guys ran out of the bathroom.

"YOU ARE A FUCKING DEAD MAN JIM KIRK!" was the last they heard before the five of them took off running for the other restrooms on the other side of the travel plaza. Even Spock was smirking while the others laughed.