Author's Note: Well, another Spirk for your reading pleasure. Enjoy!
A beep filled the air and Jim called out, "Enter," without glancing up from his PADD.
"Greetings Captain," Spock said.
Jim glanced up. "Hey Spock, take a seat, I'll be with you in a sec." He tapped a few quick strokes on his tablet. "What can I do you for?" he asked, setting it down.
"I have been meditating over the incident that occurred on the bridge, after Vulcan-"
"Yeah," Jim interrupted. "I wanted to talk to you about that," he murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. "I apologise," he said sincerely. Spock's eyebrows raised incredulously. "I crossed the line, several times, and honestly, I deserved everything you gave me. So if you came to apologise, you don't need to, and I hope you can accept mine."
"Of course Captain. Logically, I realise you were doing what you had to, in order to achieve the best outcome, and you had been asked to do so by Ambassador Spock."
"But emotions aren't always about logic," Jim replied slowly.
"I…" he trailed of as he thought through his reply. "I have taken the time to meditate upon the matter, so that the logical benefits of the event, outweigh any emotional slight I suffered. While I had intended to apologise once I had done so, since you never broached the subject, I presumed that you had moved past the event in your mind." Jim opened his mouth and the Vulcan held up a hand for silence. "In my meditation, I was able to discern a detail about the event I did not notice at the time."
"And that would be?" the blonde asked, head tilted curiously.
"You had an erection." Jim blushed. "So you were aware."
"I, uh, was aware," he replied rubbing the back of his neck again, "I just hoped you weren't."
"Why?"
"Well, it's kinda embarrassing, especially since Vulcan's don't seem to be as…" he waved his hand as he thought of and discarded several words. "Sexually needful as humans."
Spock's lips curved upward slightly. "Tactful Captain, however, I meant, why were you aroused?" Jim's face flamed. "With your reputation, I thought you would have no embarrassment in this kind of situation. Or was that exaggerated?"
"No, everything they said about me was true, and for the record I never bragged," he said with a cocky grin. "But, ah, it's one thing having people know your prowess, and it's another admitting to your kinks," he said in a rush.
"Kinks?"
"Sexual kinks, acts you find arousing that are outside the norm."
"I understand the terminology Captain, I was simply curious what it was about the situation that fulfilled your 'kinks'?"
"Do we really need to talk about this?" Jim asked, rising from his seat. He poured two glasses of water.
He turned and startled at finding the Vulcan a pace behind him. "Why are you avoiding the question, Captain?" Spock asked. "Are you ashamed that I felt your reaction to the situation?"
"No," he said, placing down the glasses before he dropped them.
"Then are you ashamed of what you reacted to?"
"I'm wired the way I'm wired, Spock, but not everyone sees it that way," he said, lifting one shoulder in a shrug.
"Surely you do not think that I would ridicule your preferences?"
Jim blew out a breath. "You want me to lay it all out? Fine. Despite my numerous female partners, I am actually Pansexual; I'm attracted to people no matter their gender or Race. I'm a bit of a Xenophile. I'm not a masochist, but in the right situation, a bit of pain can add to my pleasure. I have not just a strength kink, but a dangerous strength kink. And I found it thrilling when you strangled me, because I knew you'd stop," he listed, posture defiant.
Spock pulled him into a heated kiss, smirking as Jim submitted to his touch instantly. When he lifted his head, Jim was panting, his eyes dark. "I have been attracted to you for some time," he stated, stroking a finger down the human's cheek. "But with your numerous female companions, I believed my overtures would be rebuffed."
"How long?" he panted.
"Since I first saw you in Academy, although it would have been unethical to approach you then."
Jim's lips curved in a smug smile. "Nice to know you were thinking about me too," he murmured as he pressed against the Vulcan. "The main reason you didn't hear about any male partner – beside the fact the male partners I did have weren't the types to broadcast that type of thing – was because I never had any after I saw you." He licked his lips. "I couldn't bring myself to – they weren't you – but I'm too needy to have no partner, so I slept with women instead."
"Do you need to have sex with women?"
"If my needs are satisfied, then no," he replied honestly. "It's not in me to cheat, no matter how fleeting some of my relationships might have been."
"Then let me be clear, I wish to have a relationship with you Jim, and would like you to turn to me to fulfil your needs."
Jim smiled, then froze. "Wait, what about Uhura?"
"While I respect Lieutenant Uhura, and admire her skills, I have no attraction to her." Jim gave him a look, and a tinge of green coloured his cheeks. "She caught me in an emotional moment, and I accepted the comfort of her touch, which encouraged her to give me the kiss you witnessed. After the situation with Nero had been resolved, I had an honest conversation with her."
"Okay," Jim said with a smile.
"Okay?"
"I'm game," he stated with a grin. "And since I've got all my reports finished…how about you help me fulfil my needs?"
The Vulcan's lips curved upward in a smirk that made Jim shiver. "Which need to you require satisfying, Jim?" he purred lifting the human with hands on his waist. Jim moaned. Spock used the grip to press Jim's pelvis against his own, their cocks brushing through the material of their trousers. The human couldn't help his whine. "Yes?" he prompted.
Jim wrapped his legs around the brunet's waist. "S-see for yourself," he panted.
"You know of the Vulcan mind meld?"
He nodded. "Please," he panted.
"Forgive me Jim," he murmured, shifting his grip. "You caught me by surprise." He melded their minds and could not help his smirk at Jim's gasp of pleasure. "Fascinating," he breathed as he gently ended their connection, "you find the mind meld pleasurable."
"With you," Jim panted. "Spock," he whined.
"I have you, t'hy'la," he soothed, stroking a possessive hand down his human's back. "I am going to make you feel so good you shall never want another."
"I'm already there," the blonde admitted with a wry smile.
"Good," the Vulcan replied possessively before he dipped his head for a heated kiss, striding toward the bed as Jim responded desperately.
Within seconds of laying Jim on the bed, Spock had his Captain naked, his cock already hard and weeping. "Now you," the blonde panted, his blue eyes filled with need.
The Vulcan's lips curved upward slightly. "You desire to see me unclothed, Jim?"
"Yes," he moaned.
Spock made quick work of removing his uniform. "Is that better, t'hy'la?" he asked, lips curving further at the heated appraisal the blonde was giving him.
"Much," he breathed. "Though now I'm never going to be able to look at you in your uniform without picturing what you're like underneath it."
"As you did not already?" the Vulcan purred as he crawled onto the bed.
Jim blushed. "Guilty."
"I did the same," Spock stated.
"Yeah?" he asked with a grin.
"Many times."
Jim wrapped a leg around the Vulcan's waist. "Nice as this conversation is, please tell me you plan to touch me."
"Yes," the brunet purred and captured Jim's wrists, pinning them above his head with a single hand. Jim moaned. "What pretty noises you make, t'hy'la," he purred, stroking a finger down the blonde's torso. "I wonder what others I can cause you to make?"
"Please," he whined.
"Forgive me, t'hy'la, I find the possibilities are causing me to go slower than you would like," he apologised, wrapping his fingers around his human's weeping shaft.
"Forgiven," he panted, moaning just from the grip.
"Fascinating," the Vulcan breathed, "I have yet to move."
"Do you have any idea how long I've wanted you to do that?" Jim panted. "But it isn't enough," he stated, shifting his pelvis needily.
Spock began to stroke, causing Jim to let out another moan. "I would have been disappointed if it bad been, t'hy'la," he purred, speeding up until Jim let out his lewdest moan yet. The Vulcan stroked his thumb over the sensitive head on the upstroke and Jim came.
Jim blinked lust-darkened eyes at the Vulcan as he came down from his high. "Still not enough for me," he stated with a smirk. "Enjoy the show Spock?"
"Yes," he replied, lips curved upward at the corners. "I plan to see many more."
"Good-" Jim cut off with a whimper as Spock lifted his cum-stained hand to his mouth and licked.
"You have a pleasant taste, t'hy'la," he stated before licking his hand clean. Jim let out a sound part-whimper and part-moan. "I take it this is another of your kinks, t'hy'la?"
"Kinda," he panted. "I enjoy it but not everyone does, and it's never bothered me to forgo it-" he cut off, scraping his teeth over his bottom lip and testing the strength of Spock's hold. He blew out a shaky breath. "It is seriously hot seeing you do it," he admitted.
"It is an activity I enjoy," he stated and leant down until their mouths were only inches apart, "I will gladly make it a regular occurrence." He claimed his human's mouth, drinking his moan. "Are you ready for me, t'hy'la, or will you require preparation?"
"Now," Jim whimpered. "Please now." With another shiver-inducing smirk, Spock pressed the tip of his cock against Jim's hole. "Please," he moaned, "please."
"I have you, t'hy'la," he soothed, and slid deep in a single thrust. Jim let out a wordless cry. Spock stilled.
"Move," he panted. Spock's lips curved in a wicked smirk as he set a hard, fast pace, driving deep with every thrust. "Oh God," Jim moaned, as he pressed against Spock's firm hold. He let out a wrecked moan and wrapped a leg around the Vulcan's hip. "So good," he panted. "So full," he moaned. He locked heated eyes with the brunet. "So full of you." Spock's grip tightened and he thrust harder. Jim came with a scream, moaning as the Vulcan spilled his seed deep.
Spock released his hold, lips curving in a smile when Jim wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "Did you think I was planning to go somewhere?" he asked, amusement clear.
Jim shook his head, and tugged the Vulcan close. "What can I say? I'm a cuddler. That's not a dealbreaker is it?"
A soft laugh from the Vulcan. "No," he replied, pressing closer to the blonde. "I find that I am looking forward to it."
Jim's smile was warm. "Good."
Spock's eyes flicked over the seed covering Jim's torso before he met the blonde's gaze. "Would you like me to clean you up, t'hy'la?" His human shivered, a blush coating his cheeks. The Vulcan's lips curved in a pleased smirk. "Even there," he purred.
"Please," he panted. His smile was bright as he gazed at the Vulcan. "I get the feeling I am going to be sated, for the first time ever."
"Never?" the Vulcan asked as he slipped from the blonde's embrace, sliding down until his head was over his torso.
He shook his head, and shivered at the first swipe of Spock's tongue. "No one was ever able to keep up with me," he admitted.
"Well, as long as we have the time, I will always ensure you are sated, t'hy'la," he promised and turned his attention to licking his human clean. Jim was hard before his torso was clean. Spock locked gazes…and slid down.
Jim came. "Yeah, yeah," he panted as the Vulcan smirked.
A soft chuckle from the brunet. "Do not worry, t'hy'la, I will clean you here," he spoke, breathing fanning the blonde's gaping hole, causing it to twitch, "before I clean you up again."
"Good," he breathed.
"Then shall we see what else you've wanted to do?" he purred voice temptation personified. Jim let out a breathy moan, and Spock stroked his thighs soothingly before he turned his attention to delivering on his promises.