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Someone Else's Silk - by yeaka
Jim looks around again, but the Vulcan’s gone.

“Do you require anything?”

Jim nearly jumps, head swiveling around to look over his shoulder. The Vulcan’s behind him, holding the now nearly empty tray. Jim sucks in a breath.

The Vulcan is tall, slim, lithe and beautiful. He can’t be much older than Jim. He has straight, glossy black hair with straight across bangs and sharp eyebrows, perfect bow lips and dark eyes that seem to look right through Jim. His smoky robes are held together by a sash around his waist, the top hanging open. His chest and legs are hairless, as though he’s being purposely displayed.

He holds the tray out towards Jim, repeating, “Do you require anything?” It’s a flat question. Vulcans don’t usually carry the sensuality of some of the other species here, or so Jim would assume—they’re intellectually-focused, publicly-controlled beings. This is... an odd contradiction.

Jim manages a belated, “No, thanks.” He feels silly for staring. He takes one pastry off the tray just for an excuse to draw this out, and he doesn’t take his eyes off the Vulcan’s face. He wants to ask the Vulcan’s name.

He’s not even sure the servants here have names.
st:aos  au  kirk/spock  off-world  en(sex)slaved  sex-work  soulmates 
1 hour ago by runpunkrun
Revealing - by IvanW
Nyota shook her head.

“I do love you, Nyota.”

“Not in the way I want. Not in the way I have grown accustomed to.”

Spock swallowed. “No.”

“I’ve been through this once already. You’d think it would be easier the second time.”

“Nyota—”

“I’m going to go now. I think it best, for the time being, that we don’t see each other, Spock.”

“If that is your wish, I will honor it.”

She said nothing more then, just reached over and squeezed his hand, and then hurried off in the direction she’d come.

Spock breathed in deeply. He did not want to go the way she’d gone, did not want to risk running into her or interrupting her grieving. He had no idea what her plans were or where she would go. In the immediate time and in the future.

He turned to go the other way and saw Jim standing in the shadows. Spock gasped. He could not help but wonder, even as Jim fully revealed himself, how much Jim had overheard.
st:aos  kirk/spock  stb  yorktown  kissing  firsttimes 
yesterday by runpunkrun
If Symptoms Persist - by billiethepoet
“Spock.” Jim’s voice is quiet but strong. “Are you sure that this is over?”

He clears his throat. “The pon farr comes only once every seven years. I will not experience the symptoms again until that time.” Statements of fact and the obfuscation in his response settle against Spock’s chest with the warm weight of safety.

“You’re being deliberately frustrating.” There is no anger or irritation in Jim’s voice. Only fondness and friendship. Spock finally meets Jim’s eyes.

Jim’s face shines with warmth and a sly grin.

“I’m answering your question about the current situation.”

Jim’s hand settles against Spock’s sleeve and Spock grips his own hands more tightly behind his back.

“I’m not asking about the current situation. I’m asking if you’re okay.”

The warmth of Jim’s fingers soaking through his uniform tunic makes Spock’s groin tighten. He holds Jim’s gaze and pours as much sincerity as possible into his voice.

“I am fine.”

Jim’s fingers slide down Spock’s sleeve, until they meet where Spock’s forearm rests against his back. For a moment, Spock’s heart jumps with fear and anticipation. Will Jim keep going and touch his hand? Rub their bare fingers against each other?
st:tos  kirk/spock  ep-related  fuckordie  fuckbuddy  <3 
13 days ago by runpunkrun
lettered: Warm Thoughts (Star Trek: The Original Series, Spock/Kirk, post-Amok Time)
Kirk contracts a condition that makes him feel perpetually cold. Spock has to perform mind melds to convince Kirk he’s warm.
fic  startrek  startrek:tos  kirk/spock  h/c  repression  denial  pining  mindmeld  via:exclamations 
14 days ago by elise.grey
Warm Thoughts - lettered - Star Trek [Archive of Our Own]
Kirk contracts a condition that makes him feel perpetually cold. Spock has to perform mind melds to convince Kirk he’s warm.

+ it took me a little while to figure out this wasn't alternate original series for some reason. post amok time, spock is in a lot of denial.
fic  startrek:tos  kirk/spock  h/c 
14 days ago by exclamations
Trek Ficlets from Tumblr - TAFKAB [31/?]
A series of ficlets written in haste and posted to Tumblr.
st:aos  spock/mccoy  kirk/spock  kirk/spock/mccoy 
20 days ago by runpunkrun
[ST:TOS] Cover of Night by killabeez
While waiting to learn what will come of the fal tor pan, Kirk relives memories of his destructive and secret relationship with Spock. How can he find redemption when Spock doesn't even remember him?
fanfiction  slash  startrek  startrek:tos  kirk/spock 
29 days ago by sineala
The Language of Chess - by VTsuion (T'hy'la Bang 2018)
It was strange playing so cautiously. To make it a true apology he could only rely on his pawns, which had to be readily sacrificed. Several times he had to stop himself from taking advantage of some opening that he usually would have pounced on. A few of them looked like they may have been tests, but Jim didn’t know what Spock was asking and he was too busy trying to keep to the apologetic strategy to try and answer. Each time Jim refused an opening, Spock quirked an eyebrow at him in confusion.

Meanwhile, Spock’s play was as meticulous as ever. He started with a strong defense - that at least hadn’t changed for as long as they had been playing. Unlike Jim, he brought out his strong pieces early in what Vulcans apparently considered a show of respect for his opponent. He remained on his side of the board to reflect their professional relationship and took pieces slowly like a true pacifist, even as Jim willingly sacrificed them. Occasionally he even imitated Jim’s moves in a show of loyalty.

Instead of mounting an attack, Spock focused on maneuvering into place, which he took his time in doing. Jim had long suspected Spock played so slowly because he wanted to spend more time together, and the record Jim had found of Vulcan chess philosophy supported his hunch.

After Jim refused another opening, Spock presented his queen with a quirk of his eyebrow.

It was another test. Spock had purposefully put Jim in a position to take his queen in exchange for a pawn. Jim could see Spock’s other pieces in place to ensure that the blow would hardly be a fatal one, but it still would have helped Jim far more than it helped Spock. Jim wasn’t sure what he would have done if this was a normal game. If he hadn’t known about the Vulcan chess language, he probably would have assumed it was a trap.

But Jim still had an apology to make. So, in spite of everything he had ever learned about chess, he moved the piece that was protecting his pawn away, so that the queen could attack safely.
st:tos  kirk/spock  games 
4 weeks ago by runpunkrun
Let Me Help
"The Narada incident has just been dealt with, and Kirk is realizing that he's in worse shape than he would like to admit." (111,306 words) Part 2 of Shades of Blue and Gold
james_kirk  spock  leonard_mccoy  kirk/spock  kirk/mccoy  bamf!kirk  hurt!kirk  ptsd!kirk  guilty!spock  protective!spock  protective!mccoy  friendship  hurt/comfort  ptsd  abuse:child(past)  tarsus_iv  hunger/starvation  noncon/dubcon  recovery  slowburn  preslash  series/verse  fandom:startrek(aos)  author:maifai 
5 weeks ago by elwarre
Sensations - by sunshine_captain
The feeling of Jim's arms sliding around him, stroking his back and his hair (his own skin is damp with Jim's sweat, one of those differences that Spock finds illogically endearing) is expected. As is one of Jim's hands sneaking down to squeeze his ass.

The fingers that slide between his cheeks to nudge at his hole, and then push inside, however, are not.

"Jim!" Spock straightens quickly, staring down into Jim's face. He's flushed pink, eyes sparking in renewed arousal. "May I, ah," he stutters for a moment as Jim plays with his sensitive ass, wiggling his fingers. "May I inquire as to your intentions?"

"My intentions? Well, Mr. Spock." He's gentle as he slides his fingers in and out. "You're full of my come now, all wet and loose. I thought I'd play with you for a while, since you're so open and welcoming. Maybe get you to come again. Maybe come in you again."
st:tos  kirk/spock  bottoming  kink 
6 weeks ago by runpunkrun
Warm Thoughts
Summary:

Kirk contracts a condition that makes him feel perpetually cold. Spock has to perform mind melds to convince Kirk he’s warm.
firsttime  kirk/spock  hurt/comfort  fandom:startrek  creator:lettered  length:20-30k  location:ao3  telepathy 
7 weeks ago by concinnity
Pretty - by Andrew (Skomie)
"I apologize I was-" he attempts not to falter while looking up from his PADD, eyes meeting the interruption. "My mind was elsewhere."

The word ‘Golden’ ricochets through his mind before managing to capture it, "Distracted Vulcan, that's a first for me." Spock feels an eyebrow quirk. Jim, according to a precariously pinned name-tag, clearly does not miss it as his smile becomes ever so slightly smug. "I'm afraid our vegetarian menu is limited to a garden salad or," pausing, pretending to scan the menu Spock has yet to assess, "a slightly smaller garden salad."

"I defer to your expertise, Jim."

There's only a slight delay before the amusement cracks suddenly, the corners of blue eyes crinkling before ducking his head as he turns away from the counter and back towards the kitchen. Spock forces his mind not to linger when his food is delivered with nothing more than a sincere, "Enjoy," returning his attention to his PADD and the work he was only slightly forbidden to do. Dinner is adequate at best and yet he is disproportionately pleased with his meal. The clanging of plates and hum of voices creates an unusually welcome background noise, so much so that nearly an hour goes by before he questions why he has yet to be handed a bill.

He scans for Jim, catching the eye of another server instead.

"Shift change, don’t think he wanted to bother you," the young man explains while retrieving a slip from his apron pocket. "Looks like you made an impression... and not much impresses Jim." His confusion only lasts a moment when he sees that the paper is merely a paid in full receipt.

He is just barely able to control the heat that begs to tinge his face when he finds, scrawled at the bottom, 'This one’s on me, Takov.' Perhaps meditation really is more urgent than he thought.
st:aos  au  kirk/spock  earthside  food  flirting  <3 
8 weeks ago by runpunkrun
What If - by yaoichan12 (ST/Family Man)
“There you are finally,” Jim said with a smile. He walked over and sat the plate of pancakes on the table before the kids. Spock watched Jim give two the girl and help her cute them up before giving one to the boy and cutting it up. He then shooed the cat off the table before he turned to Spock. “I need to quickly get ready and head out.” Jim walked over and patted Spock on the shoulder. “You’re on syrup duty.”

“Of course.”

“You look sexy in your uniform,” Jim said before kissing Spock’s cheek. “I already made their lunches and fed the dogs. I’ll be back down in a few.”

Spock nodded and watched Jim walk away. He turned back to the kids who were both staring at him. “Syrup?”

“Daddy was warming it,” the girl said, pointing over to the microwave.

Spock went to it and retrieve the syrup. He brought it over to the table and poured a little bit over the girl’s pancakes. When he tried to pour it over the boys, the boy covered the pancakes and growled. “No, dada.”

“You gotta put it in the little place,” the girl said, pointing to the small spot on the boy’s plate. “So, he can dip it. Remember?”

“Yes, of course.” Spock poured a little into the spot on the plate then stepped back. His son…Jim and Spock’s son…picked up his little fork. The boy stabbed a piece of pancake, dipped it into the syrup, then ate it.

So cute. Spock put the syrup down and sat with them at the table. He made himself a plate and started to eat.

I am ten years in the future. Which is not logical as Jim and I are not a couple. I believe that attendant from the star base had something to do with this. Q. Must find him and make him reserve whatever he has done.

“What if you had turned around, Spock?” was the last thing he remember before he fell and blacked out and woke up ten years later.
st:aos  kirk/spock  fusion  alternatetimelines  iowa  domestic  mpreg  progeny  xmas 
8 weeks ago by runpunkrun
the fifth kind - by sunshine_captain
Lady chooses that moment to abandon Jim. She walks right up to Spock, tail wagging, and politely waits to be petted.

Her manners have always been too good for her to jump on people. Spock pats her head experimentally, and when she woofs encouragingly he pets her properly, fingers trailing over her silver fur with evident interest.

“Fascinating,” he murmurs, bending down to get a better look at her. “Is this a canine?”

Spock makes a movement at his belt, and Jim steps forward in alarm, raising the shovel again. “What are you doing?”

“My apologies.” Spock raises his hands, showing Jim what he retrieved. “I merely wanted to scan this creature with my tricorder.”

Jim stares at the device in puzzlement and Spock explains, "It is a device that gathers and stores data."

"A computer," Jim says, understanding.

"Yes, essentially." Spock's attention shifts from Lady to Jim himself. "It would be interesting to scan you as well, Mr. Kirk."

Aware suddenly that he's shirtless, Jim flushes a little. "I don't know if that's the best idea. Look, Spock, I don't want to hang around in this field all night. I think it's best if you get back into your ship and go back to….Vulcan, did you say?"

Lady, who is still being idly petted by Spock, nuzzles against him and gives Jim what he interprets as a reproachful look.

This is utterly surreal. There's an alien standing in front of him, and he's being betrayed by his own dog.
st:aos  au  kirk/spock  iowa  dogs  firstcontact 
8 weeks ago by runpunkrun
Life is Something To Do (When You Can't Get To Sleep) - by Jaylee
“Ah, sorry about that,” Jim muttered, hiding his embarrassment behind a smile. “Can I get you anything?”

The look that Spock gave him said wordlessly: ‘Oh look who finally noticed I was here. Done socializing on the job, are we?’ And although Jim couldn’t fault him for that — and probably would have felt the same way had he been in Spock’s shoes — he’d had a hard day, he was exhausted beyond the telling of it, and entitled people tended to piss him off on a good day.

This was nowhere near a good day.

Bones’ muffin had been the only bright spot. Jim wasn’t in the mood to tolerate attitude, infamous professor or not.

“We don’t really have a lot to offer. Coffee or green tea — these are your options,” Jim blurted out, hoping to get the exchange over with quickly and not bothering to hide the annoyance in his tone. ‘Say one word about speaking with my manager, buddy…’

If Jim had trouble reading Spock’s expression just seconds before, he definitely didn’t now. The Vulcan looked amused, eyes flashing with all-too-brief merriment. Huh. Jim didn’t think Vulcans did amusement.

But hell, amusement was definitely preferable to pissed. He’d take it.

Jim felt himself relax a bit, took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and put his smile back firmly in place.

“So, coffee or tea?”

Rather than making a selection, the professor continued to observe him curiously, dark eyes as unnerving as they were beautiful. But when Spock’s assessment lasted a second or two beyond what was comfortable, it became worrisome.
st:aos  kirk/spock  starfleet.edu  xmas  books  teacher/student 
9 weeks ago by runpunkrun
take a gander at the two of us - by Dubiousculturalartifact (222Ravens)
“Yeah, exactly!” Jim says, siezing onto that. I mean, it’s not like the goose could tell, right? You’re just the only person who was nearby when, I mean… It’s not like it’s a psychic duck!”

The goose honks again, and then starts glowing with bioluminescence. It’s a sort of greenish light.

Oh, for fucksakes.

Kirk abruptly remembers the scan that Spock had done on the goose, and the fact that Spock is very close to him, hasn’t moved away at all, and isn’t saying anything.

“Your scan. The… goose isn’t psy-null, is it?”

Spock’s shoulders shifted approximately a single millimetre downward. “To the best of my knowledge, as garnered by the scans, the goose does possess rudimentary abilities, that could conceivably result in an ability to discern such… compatibilities. What is less clear is the evolutionary advantage of such behaviour, but perhaps it could be the result of some form of early symbiotic relationship with the Sentuans, that result in a mutual compatibility and an innate…”

Oh.

The goose is, indeed, a psychic goose. A traitorous psychic love goose, and… Is Spock info-dumping?

Spock is totally info-dumping. Oh my god, Spock is nervous. Spock doesn’t get nervous. There would have to be something huge for Spock to be…

The goose honks, and bashes its head against his boot, again. Relatable.
st:aos  kirk/spock  off-world  soulmates  spacecritters 
9 weeks ago by runpunkrun
Paper Tigers - by ThereBeWhalesHere
In the seats behind him, a host of stuffy cultural and military advisors trade final notes of caution, but Jim has heard quite enough notes of caution by now, after months preparing for the impending negotiation. He has been on the receiving end of his father’s serious scowl, his mother’s concerned, tight smile. He has sat through the royal advisors’ hours of etiquette training, and he swears he knows by now.

He knows that Vulcans can be unpredictable. They’re pure passion, pure will, pure fire, the once-enemy of everything Jim and his family holds dear, and any offence could make them rebuke an alliance with Earth forever. Given the machines of war Vulcans have at their disposal, the Terrans need this alliance, or at least this friendship. The shaky armistice of 30 years ago is no longer enough.

So Jim has been told to remain out of the way, to observe and not participate in the upcoming talks. He understands, for the most part. He’s still only 27, and he can be full of fire himself. Even bringing Jim along is a risk, according to his brother the crown prince.

Never mind that Jim is Earth’s second son, or that he has spent his whole life observing negotiations. Never mind that he thinks he might know how to handle a couple of hot-headed extraterrestrials after that run-in with the Tellarites last year. But when it comes down to it, his parents are king and queen of the most influential planet in the quadrant, and even Jim has to listen to them sometimes. Besides, they want this to be his first step into a new role: Earth’s first official ambassador to Vulcan since the end of their war 30 years ago.

Provided this all goes well.
st:tos  au  kirk/spock  vulcan  pre-reform  royalty  war  publicsex  negotiation  reunion  mind-meld  bonded  death  rejection  captive  sybok 
9 weeks ago by runpunkrun
Where My Demons Hide - by IvanW
“Spock,” he panted. “Spock.”

Spock’s arms tightened around him, pulling him impossibly close. “Mine,” he whispered against Jim’s neck. “Mine.”

Jim’s heart leapt into his throat. “What did you say?”

“I said you are mine.”

“Don’t.” Jim pushed at Spock.

“Jim?” Spock’s brows furrowed but he lessened his hold on Jim until Jim could get free.

Jim shook his head and then pushed a little harder until he was entirely away from Spock. “Don’t.”

He got off the bed and headed for the bathroom.

“Jim?”

He closed the door in Spock’s face and switched the lock over before sinking to the floor, burying his face in his hands.
st:aos  kirk/spock  stb  earthside  new-vulcan  trauma  h/c 
10 weeks ago by runpunkrun

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