Author: Laura JV (laurav@stones.com)

Title: His Happy Destiny

Archive: ASC/EM, elsewhere by permission

Rating: NC-17

Parts: 1/1

Codes: K/S

Warnings: I don't use warnings.

Summary: Kirk and Spock have sex.

Disclaimer: Paramount.  Yadda.  

 

I wrote this as a present for Carola, and then Greywolf took it to Friscon with his furry self.  And now I'm sharing it with y'all.  

 

laura jacquez valentine -+- http://www.andrew.cmu.edu/~jacquez

Unused Steven Seagal Movie Title: RENT TO OWN

Jesus is a meme. -+- http://www.memepool.com/

 

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His Happy Destiny

  by Laura JV

  for Carola --Happy Birthday, baby!

  K/S [NC-17] PWP

 

 

 

It's not, Jim Kirk thought, as if my life actually *needed* to get any 

better.  It's not as if I couldn't have been perfectly *happy* without 

getting nailed to the mattress on a regular basis. 

 

It's not, after all, like I wasn't perfectly *content* just being his friend.

 

He moaned softly and pressed back against his lover, feeling those long 

fingers slip--finally, finally--into his body, as the Vulcan's tongue 

traced the crease of his ass.

 

I mean, Jim thought, I have a *ship*.  That's all I really *wanted* out 

of life.  I *love* my ship.

 

Spock ran the tip of one finger over his prostate, and he lost his train 

of thought as he cried out.  The Vulcan laughed softly, that deep Vulcan 

laugh that no one except Jim ever got to hear, a bedroom laugh, full of 

cunning and lust and secrets.

 

I could probably come listening to him laugh, Jim thought, just before 

Spock entered him, that glorious hot hard cock filling him and making 

him shake in reaction and lose his train of thought again.

 

And it was some time before he could think straight, and then the 

thought was My God, he's strong, as Spock lifted him and turned him over.  

And then the thought was My God, he's flexible, why the hell didn't he do

this before? as Spock was suddenly fucking him and sucking him off at 

the same time, that long lean body folded in ways Jim hadn't known a 

humanoid body could fold.

 

And then thought left again for a time, because Jim was coming, and Spock 

was coming, and it was fan-fucking-tastic. 

 

As Jim lay curled on the bed, his arms wrapped firmly around his Vulcan 

lover--who had left bruises again, in the shape of fingers, where he'd 

held Jim too tightly when he came, not that Jim minded--he thought, I 

sure as hell didn't *ask* for it, but I'm eternally damn *grateful* that 

this was in the cards.

 

 

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The End