GOD I HATE IT WHEN MY INTERWEBS BREAKS!
And I knew I had to post this before I left for vacation!

THIS CHAPTER IS THE REASON FOR THE M RATING. THERE IS SMUT AND CURSING BECAUSE I LIKE "FUCK" AND USE IT.

warning done. Hope you like ^_^

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Kirk pulled away slightly, looking at his Commanders face. The dark eyes were even darker, staring directly into his azure ones. His cheeks had a slight green blush that traveled to the tip of his ears.

Kirk released the black shirt.

"Captain...I-"

"Jim." he said, cutting him off. "We did that. We're gonna do more. My name is Jim."

Spock was trying very hard to keep his emotions in check. His mind was an absolute storm, a battlefield of his logic and, well, the utter need and Vulcan... perhaps even human... emotion and want.

"I do not believe you really know what you are suggesting."

"Sex. I'm suggesting sex. Or, words that would make you feel slightly more comfortable, I am suggesting having sexual intercourse with you so you can be released from the Vulcan cycle of Pon Farr in the most efficient manner so you can survive." Kirk smirked, pushing himself against the man and trapping the body against the wall. "Besides, the fact that I want it and I know you want it. What could be more logical than that?"

The Captains breath was caught in his throat as he was picked up, swung around and pushed into the wall, body trapped by the hot (pun intended) man in front of him. Vulcan strength... add to the turn on list.

"Pon Farr is not just about sex. It's a strong emotional need to mate. You might get hurt. Are you sure you will not-"

"Spock." Kirk smiled, lowering his hand slowly. "I won't regret it." He grabbed Spock's hand and raised it to his cheek. "Give me all of it."

Spock swallowed hard, losing his control the longer he stared into those crystal blue eyes, complete and utter stubbornness to a level that only the famous James T. Kirk could obtain. He placed his fingers to the mans temple and began the meld. Everything that he was feeling was transfered. Every single part of his thoughts and his emotion. The logic that tried to fight with him, losing the battle as he got closer to the man. The feelings that he had always had, even before the affects of Pon Farr had fallen upon him. And oh god that deep, raw, primal lust that burned so deep inside of him, like magma, bursting through all at once.

He released Kirk and watched the man gasp, completely breathless and eyes unfocused.

"I apologize..."

"Don't apologize!" the captain snapped, eyes dark and wild. "Just... fuck" he groaned before kissing the man again. This time, it had lost all experimental awkwardness. Every ounce of passion was now transfered through their lips, their mouths, their bodies. Their very fucking beings were screaming out to each other as their tongues danced together to form a single complete circuit that electrified both men to their very cores. Kirk pulled the Vulcan half closer to him, rubbing himself against the other and drinking in the subtle gasps that came forth.
Spock growled, grabbing both wrists and carrying the blond over to the bed. Kirk was thrown roughly down and didn't have time to react before one hand was pinning his wrists against the headboard and the slender body was looming over him. Kirk smirked, his eyes set on the man above him, challenging him silently. Show me what you got.

Spock released Jim's wrists to remove the gold shirt and then immediately did the same with his before pinning the man again. He went to work, mouth tracing Jim's jawline and neck, nipping and sucking the golden skin, marking him.

"Ah-" Kirk gasped, pulling the silky black hair as the hot mouth and hands teasing his nipples put him on sensory overload.

He smiled as he remembered another important little detail about Vulcan anatomy. He twitched against the mans grip and was released, slight curious expression on Spock's face. He slowly dragged his hand down the pale chest of his commander, to his hand and touched the very tips of his fingers. He ran his fingers down then back up the long fingers, eyes locked on every little twitch on Spock's face. Kirk slowly moved the hand up, resting the digit on his bottom lips. He felt a small tingle at the touch.

A kiss for both parties.

Kirk then opened his mouth slightly, letting his tongue slide over the finger and feeling the full body shudder from the man above him. He smirked as he took in another and sucked them, coating them.

Spock apparently had had enough, pulling his fingers out and pulling off the rest of their clothing quickly. Efficiently of course.

Spock looked down hungrily at his Jim.

His.

Kirk also eyed the other, laughing to himself just how perfect he was. His body gave almost nothing away to the strength he knew he possessed, only showing how toned it was whenever he moved. Nothing at all like his obviously built body. He also smirked as he looked down at just how excited he had gotten the Vulcan half, vibrant green erection standing proudly.

He couldn't linger on his victory as he felt a slick digit enter him. He moaned loudly, feeling his muscles clamp down around the intrusion.

"Ah... god."

Spock looked down. "This is the only way for me to not harm-"

"I know. Just... hurry up will you?" That came out slightly more whiny than intended. Spock smirked. Actually smirked as he moved again, pushing another finger in. Kirk took a sharp breath as he tried and relax, feeling himself stretch.

"Am I correct to presume this is not your first time with a male?"

Kirk looked up, kinda pissed at the movement stopping. "I... yeah. It's not my first. Why?"

Spock's expression suddenly tightened. Kirk opened his mouth to say something until the man hit that special place that made him see stars. "fuck..."

Spock leaned down, licking his captains earlobe as he whispered "I don't want anyone to touch. you. like. this. except. for. me." Each word was enunciated with his fingers hitting that spot deeper and deeper.

Then suddenly he pulled his fingers out positioned himself at Kirks entrance. Jim's breath was coming out in ragged and wild as he felt Spock pressing into him. His closed slightly before he caught a look of the commanders face. Fuck. Everything was shown, not just in his eyes but clear across his face. He pushes himself until he's fully in. And god, Kirks body is scorching hot.

"Move."

"Jim, you-"

Kirk grabbed one of Spock's hands and put it to his temple, glaring at him. Spock began another meld. Kirks mind was in a complete and utter blur of just blind emotion. No words. Just waves of everything he wanted and needed and all of them leading to just one moaned name. Spock.

And that was it. Both hands gripped the tanned hips as Spock pulled out and roughly slammed back in, making them both groan. Spock growled as he wasted no time picking up the pace, all control lost and everything just feeling the ancient strong feelings and emotions of Pon Farr. Something in his mind was telling him that this was too fast. That he was hurting the man under him. But that voice was far to distant as he pounded mercilessly into Jim.

Jim moaned in pleasure and pain as he slid up the bed, feeling distantly the pain on his hips under the strong grip and his head as it slammed into the headboard and everywhere else, but god he didn't care as Spock hit that beautiful spot that made him see stars over and over again. His own erection was aching and begging to be touched, and just as he thought it, he felt one hand on it, squeezing and pumping. He was losing control fast and moaned loudly as he came, covering both chests with his essence. He watched as Spock also lost himself, face contorting beautifully as he groaned a soft Jim, filling him before collapsing on top of him.

Both men were desperately trying to catch their breath, bodies covered in sweat and sex.

"For something that could have potentially ended your life, you really took your time in teasing."

Spock already had gained most of his control back and just replied with "It seemed logical of me to prepare you since you are a human and the effects of Pon Farr would be far more painful"

Kirk rolled his eyes. He knew retorting back with an "oh please" would be shot down considering he was in a bit of pain.

Spock kissed the blond, deep and passionate.

"T'hy'la." he whispered.

Jim's eyes widened with the meaning of the word. He chuckled slightly. Something that started off with absolute despising sentiment changed to this. And he chuckled because that was the perfect word to describe what they had now. Something he never had.

He felt a shift inside him. He looked to the Vulcan, who again was wearing a small smirk.

God he loves Pon Farr.

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Ok, looks like there will be an epilogue posted later (and by later, I mean a few hours when I finish typing one up XD)
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yay! shutting up XD