kirktastic | [Need to Punch Something] -- [Kirk and Kirk]

Between finding out about Alex, finding out about Spot, and finding out that the bridge had gotten something from the planet below, Kirk was... well, frustrated wasn't quite the word. Stressed was definitely it, and there was one thing (other then alcohol, and he was refusing to go that low right now) that worked to get him ... okay TWO things including sex, but that wasn't (amazingly) on his mind either.

He wanted to punch something. Hard. Jim sounded like a good idea for a sparring partner right now.

With a fast comm to Jim, he had himself a sparring partner as he got off shift. He went back to his quarters and pulled on the same basic clothing he had worn back at the Academy when teaching classes - no formal gi, just loose shorts and a tee shirt.

He glanced around the gym, wondering if he had beat Jim there. When he didn't spot his counterpart, he found a flat, open spot and started to stretch out. Briefly, he wondered if pulling out safety equipment would be a good idea. At least the gloves. It'd keep his knuckles from ending up with bruises... and putting any on Jim.

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Jim put an arm around him.

"You know what?" he said. "No matter how liberal we might be, it is alien. We're out here amongst the unknown. Vulcans--Spock especially--included. I can't tell you not to worry. But I'm sure he'll be okay."

...Note to self: go visit Spock. "Probably will be, but I'll feel a lot better when he's awake again." He wondered if this would be okay, for now... things between them. He wanted it to be.

"I hear you," Jim said, sighing. Missing Spock... was it better or worse with the bond? Better, surely, because he wasn't entirely blind. But his absence ached, like a constant tug in his side. He didn't blame anyone for Spock's being gone--it was an impossible situation. But that didn't make him less anxious for Spock to return. "You two...?" He passed Kirk a significant look.

"...I don't know." Kirk said honestly, shrugging. "I don't know what's going on between us, if anything." Sex was sex... it wasn't the same. Except.. how it had felt that night. Being there, the four of them... it had felt right.

Jim smirked a little, mostly to himself. "Well, no need to force anything," he said, but Kirk knew that. His tone was light as he added, "or I'll start to think you're just copying me."

It had its desired effect and Kirk smirked, "Hey, hey. We're going about it a little differently... and someone else included."

"And you think we don't?" Jim asked. "Or do you mean someone else-else?"

"Someone else-else." Kirk rubbed the back of his head, "Spock... wasn't... isn't single."

Which Jim knew, of course. It was just interesting to see where Kirk was with all of this.

He wondered what the hell they were doing.

"Yeah," he said. "I didn't peg Uhura for the turn-a-blind-eye type. That's a lot to juggle, Jim."

"It... sort of works better this way. Spock and Uhura have their thing, Bones and I have ours... and then sometimes... we all have something." Kirk shrugged.

Jim nodded. As long as everyone was on the same page... He smiled.

"Sounds nice," he said.

"It is, if a bit weird." He smiled back, then started to stand up. "You hungry? I could use dinner..." He let his voice trail off, almost... curious, a little, if Jim would take to it.

Jim liked dinner, and wasn't given to brooding or otherwise ducking away from social interaction. So the chances of him refusing had been pretty slim. He hopped up.

"Sounds good," he said. He wasn't unaware of Kirk's hesitation, but he himself had never felt like he'd have refused an invitation at any point. So he was merely happy Kirk had asked, though troubled he'd been uncertain about it. "Mess, or would we attract too much attention via our combined animal magnetism?"

"Only if we started making out or fucking in the middle of the mess hall," He smirked, fierce and determined, "The sheer power of it would make an orgy break out...."

His voice trailed off, and he gained a thoughtful look before laughing.

Jim grinned back. This part? This was easy. "Check," he said. "No making out in the mess unless we want productivity to come to an utter standstill." He picked up his towel. "You need to shower first, or...?"

"Aw, I like the idea of it coming to an utter standstill." He teased, then perked up at the idea of a shower. "...Dunno." He started to walk out, ass swaying side to side, "Maybe... if you want to join me."

Jim thought he might just be starting to understand why people seemed to want to roll their eyes around him (shortly before tearing his clothes off).

"I thought you were... hungry," he said slyly.

"Hunger can mean more then one thing." He teased, glancing over his shoulder.

Now Jim did roll his eyes.

"Teach me, oh great one," he said, swatting Kirk playfully on the ass. He wondered if sex would be a good thing or a bad thing. A re-connection or a cover-up?

He was edging towards the former, but how much was that self-serving? So to speak. He followed Kirk towards the showers.

"I am so popular on this ship," he said wonderingly.

"Really such a surprise?" Kirk laughed, leading the way.

"Not really," Jim admitted. "Just how much I'm giving in."

This part, too, was easy.

Jim could only hope it would help.

[Need to Punch Something] -- [Kirk and Kirk]

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