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kirktastic) wrote2009-08-17 10:04 am
kirktastic) wrote2009-08-17 10:04 am
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[Beach, Risa] -- [Kirk and Kirk]
After Kirk left the cabin and sped off, he knew how restless he was. Too many thoughts buzzed in his head. Thoughts of Pher, thoughts of the possibility of Pher's Spock returning to get him or vengeance. How could he possibly make a choice in all of that?
Then... that meld. Spock agreeing to basically what boiled down to a cuddle between the three of them. Waking up with their hands touching. No, not just touching. He hadn't realized until several miles from the cabin that his hand was sore. They had been clutching. The red-golden thread that had stretched between himself and Spock.
He found himself wondering if something like that was between himself and Bones, and Bones and Spock.
Kirk stopped by the private cabin he shared with Bones only long enough to write his lover a note and look in on him. He wanted to slip into bed there, fall asleep against the other and let the worry stop for a while, but felt entirely too restless.
The dawn found him out on one of the beaches. He was sitting in his pants, shoes off and back by the cycle, sitting in the surf as it rolled in. His knees were pulled up and he was leaning back on his palms.
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Private Communication to James Kirk (other)
Soon as you're awake, feel free to come find me. My global position's attached.
Then... that meld. Spock agreeing to basically what boiled down to a cuddle between the three of them. Waking up with their hands touching. No, not just touching. He hadn't realized until several miles from the cabin that his hand was sore. They had been clutching. The red-golden thread that had stretched between himself and Spock.
He found himself wondering if something like that was between himself and Bones, and Bones and Spock.
Kirk stopped by the private cabin he shared with Bones only long enough to write his lover a note and look in on him. He wanted to slip into bed there, fall asleep against the other and let the worry stop for a while, but felt entirely too restless.
The dawn found him out on one of the beaches. He was sitting in his pants, shoes off and back by the cycle, sitting in the surf as it rolled in. His knees were pulled up and he was leaning back on his palms.
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Private Communication to James Kirk (other)
Soon as you're awake, feel free to come find me. My global position's attached.
no subject
He returned the kiss happily, glad to be forgiven, glad to be back in Jim's good graces. Hey, he was a Kirk, and Jim himself was susceptible.
"Thank you," he smirked after him appreciatively.
He hoped the kid would be all right. He and Bones would work it out.