*sits in his office, wondering when he started using it so much, working furiously through much hated paperwork that's backlogged since hell broke loose*
*Stands just behind his Captain, hands behind his back, frowning slightly. The air's pretty damn tense (quite right too) and it's making him somewhat twitchy, so he keeps quiet for now.*
*Exchanges the glance with Jim before scanning his gaze over what he can see of Kirk - no doubt his own Bones has patched him up already, as he seems to look ok. Not that he can tell much from a glance, though...*
*The younger Jim looks bloody fucking exhausted, to put it bluntly, and there's the remains of a visible bite mark just peeking out from under his collar.*
I'm fine. *Dismissing the worry.* I don't know everything about this pon farr thing, but he's told us quite a bit between Bones and I. I know its, basically, fuck or die or kill. But... Bones says he needs a bondmate for the 'fuck' part of that to actually work.
*Eyes them both.* I'll be blunt because honestly no matter how I put this its embarrassing for everyone involved. I went there to check up on him, thought I knew what I was doing and didn't. The second he touched me, I could see everything going on in his head.
It was a lot of porn. Involving you three, me, and my Bones.
*Is silent as he attempts to process this. He's not disturbed by the fact of it, but by the implications to himself and Spock. And Bones. Implications he has not allowed himself to speculate upon. And his slight jealousy of Jim, which he had not previously admitted, either.*
You were... lucky. The last time this happened... he killed me. *Glances at Bones again.* Fantasies, Bones. The people he's closest to...
*But to himself, he cannot help but admit that his mind last night was churning with vague, but undeniably similar, scenarios.*
*Glances to his Bones, grateful for him for coming.*
He didn't bond with me, but he might have, if Bones hadn't come in and drugged the hell out of him. In this state, I'm not sure if he can even tell you and I apart. We seemed... interchangeable in his mind.
From what I can tell, he's terrified. He's scared he's forcing you and Bones to do something that you don't want, so he's not even going to ASK you. So here I am, being an asshole, telling his secrets to you because I don't want him to fucking die! *Slams a fist down on his desk, obviously frustrated.*
*Still silent, trying in vain to get his head around everything that's being revealed - it's heavy info to recieve in a short space of time. Like Jim, all he can think of is 'why?'*
He wasn't even gonna mention it to us? *Just like Spock, keeping everything to himself, even at risk to his own life. Damn selfless Vulcan...*
*He looks up to his other self, remembering the night what seemed like a life time ago at this point. Their mirrored thoughts; surely he's thinking all the same things.*
Damn straight. I can override the door, its my ship, and with the right code I can override any lock, as I know you know... I hate doing it but I'm going to.
The problem is... you two. *A look between them.* Do you guys want this? If its the sex part that bothers you *more a glance to Bones then Kirk.* We can deal with that separately but this bond thing... is a lot more permanent.
*Kirk knows his answer, but he waits for Bones to speak. He needs to know, not because it would change anything for him, but because Bones deserves to make his own choices. Unfettered by what Kirk realizes is his own forceful personality.*
*Shakes his head slightly, chewing his tongue. There's only one answer he's going to give, because dammit, after all these years he's not gonna let Spock down now.*
I'm willing to do whatever it takes. *Though what's being proposed is not a situation he has ever even considered before, now he finds that if this is what Spock needs, then it's what's going to happen, and he's ok with that.*
Jim?
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How much do you two know about what's going on right now with Spock?
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Only that he entered pon farr prematurely, and somehow you ended up the... recipient of his attentions.
*He can look at Jim only by sheer force of will--he is summoning all his command of himself to quell the roiling questions within him.*
And that he was sedated. Are you... are you all right?
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I'm fine. *Dismissing the worry.* I don't know everything about this pon farr thing, but he's told us quite a bit between Bones and I. I know its, basically, fuck or die or kill. But... Bones says he needs a bondmate for the 'fuck' part of that to actually work.
*Eyes them both.* I'll be blunt because honestly no matter how I put this its embarrassing for everyone involved. I went there to check up on him, thought I knew what I was doing and didn't. The second he touched me, I could see everything going on in his head.
It was a lot of porn. Involving you three, me, and my Bones.
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Involving...all five of us? *Startled, unsure of how to react - the news was...rather surprising, to say the very least.*
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You were... lucky. The last time this happened... he killed me. *Glances at Bones again.* Fantasies, Bones. The people he's closest to...
*But to himself, he cannot help but admit that his mind last night was churning with vague, but undeniably similar, scenarios.*
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They're more then fantasies. He's dreamed about them before, I think, they were... vivid as if they had actually happened. But even despite the sex...
He wants you two as his bondmates. I don't understand it, but I sure as fuck felt it in his head.
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I... felt him. In my head. When I was with Gaila, too. I thought it was my imagination, the kinkmeme running wild...
*He runs a hand through his hair.*
Why didn't he say anything? Why won't he see us now?
*His glance at Jim is unreadable.*
He didn't bond with you.
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He didn't bond with me, but he might have, if Bones hadn't come in and drugged the hell out of him. In this state, I'm not sure if he can even tell you and I apart. We seemed... interchangeable in his mind.
From what I can tell, he's terrified. He's scared he's forcing you and Bones to do something that you don't want, so he's not even going to ASK you. So here I am, being an asshole, telling his secrets to you because I don't want him to fucking die! *Slams a fist down on his desk, obviously frustrated.*
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He wasn't even gonna mention it to us? *Just like Spock, keeping everything to himself, even at risk to his own life. Damn selfless Vulcan...*
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He tries not to conjure up the visions that suggests. At any other time, the thought would have amused him.
Interchangeable. He doesn't like the sound of that, but he likes less the fact that it bothers him so much. It's too much like jealousy.
Did he want to be the one in that room last night? A voice deep inside whispers the answer, and he cannot pretend he doesn't hear it.*
None of us wants him to die.
*He reaches out, puts a hand over Jim's fist.*
And he's not going to.
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Damn straight. I can override the door, its my ship, and with the right code I can override any lock, as I know you know... I hate doing it but I'm going to.
The problem is... you two. *A look between them.* Do you guys want this? If its the sex part that bothers you *more a glance to Bones then Kirk.* We can deal with that separately but this bond thing... is a lot more permanent.
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I'm willing to do whatever it takes. *Though what's being proposed is not a situation he has ever even considered before, now he finds that if this is what Spock needs, then it's what's going to happen, and he's ok with that.*
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