#Jim Kirk imagines

[lavender-romancer]

He's So Pretty 

Jim Kirk x Reader  CW: distress, angst, romance 

Kirk had no idea you felt the same way for him as he did for you, as you plan to leave Starfleet. Is it all too little too late for the two of you? 

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He felt dead inside, Kirk wouldn't show it but he couldn't stand the fact you were leaving and it hurt even more that he'd never gained the courage to be honest with you. His plan was to have a meeting with you as a farewell in his Captain's quarters before you left the enterprise when they docked in Yorktown to refuel in a few weeks. But he didn't know if he could wait that long, he'd been holding this in for so long it felt like it was begging to be let out. You were too good for him and he knew that his feelings were real because he hardly ever bit his tongue but he was terrified you wouldn't feel the same as him. The only person to ever get his tongue tied, the only person who he would always be looking for in a crowd, it was unexplainable how much he cared about you. But now... now you were leaving and fuck, he wished you knew everything going on in his head. 

"You're gonna kill yourself with guilt if you don't say something," Bones said in a matter of a fact way.

"I am aware, Bones." Jim grinned because he knew how dumb and high school it all was.

"Just tell the damn girl!" Bones exclaimed.

"Oooo. What girl is this!" Both the men jumped at the sound of your voice walking into the bar, they both went silent "Awh come on, is this a boys club conversation?" You put your hands on your hips and Kirk laughed. 

"Something like that, dumbass," Kirk looked up at you and you rolled your eyes before punching his arm.

"You love me really, no matter how many times you insult me. You're gonna miss me!" You reached over the bar and grabbed some vodka making yourself a quick mixed drink. 

"More than you know," Bones muttered so only Jim heard and gave him a look. 

"Right, drink up Cap!" You cheers' with Jim and then both downed what was in your glasses. 

"No cheers for the doctor I see," Bones rolled his eyes and you shook your head 

"Absolutely not letting you run free! I'm just pouring another drink my dear doctor." You poured a vodka shot and looked at Bones who was regretting speaking up. 

"Cheers to that I s'pose!" You and Bones clinked glasses before knocking your heads back. Kirk just looked at you in awe, his eyes looking up in adoration. Bones noticed it first and smiled to himself. 

"What's with the puppy eyes, Kirk?" You teased and Jim very slightly blushed. He thought he hid it well but you couldn't help but think about how pretty he looked. 

The following week, Kirk was mentally planning when to have that meeting with you, he had two weeks left till they docked. That wasn't that much pressure but he'd been holding in these feelings for nearly 6 years and didn't really know what to do if you didn't see him the same way. Kirk had absolutely no idea how you thought of him, he knew you were friends and maybe a bit flirty from time to time but nothing that couldn't be explained by being close friends. I mean Jim flirted with everyone, he was an Aries through and through so it didn't surprise him that regardless of gender he was going to be a bit playful. But with you, he had actual physical reactions and it was like being a teenager with a pathetic crush. You gave him butterflies, you made him nervous blush and hide his face and pretend he hadn't noticed your hand on his arm. 

Kirk couldn't help but believe you knew what you were doing but it seemed so unlikely because you were so confident, you were afraid to tell someone how you felt. Why would you keep your feelings towards him hidden if they were there? 

"Y/n, you've been asked to the Captain's quarters," Nyota told you with a friendly smile. 

"Oh lordy, what kind of going away malarkey has been prepared, I wonder." You grinned at your friend and she raised her eyebrow.

"Oi you, get that mind out of the gutter," you rolled your eyes. "I'm sure it's sweet , he's always been very thoughtful when someone leaves the ship." 

"Oh I'm sure it's very personal…" she winked and you covered your mouth so you didn't laugh. 

"What merriment have you two clowns got into then?" Bones asked as he walked past with some new equipment he'd been testing. 

"You have to be nice to me, Bones. Leaving orders say so," you narrowed your eyes at him, he stopped 

"Oh is that so, Sunshine?" He raised an eyebrow "And on whose authority is that?" 

"The Captains of course, I've been summoned to his quarters for what I can only hope is an attempt to celebrate my leaving without sounding too excited," you laughed and Bones said nothing. 

"Cat got your tongue?" Nyota asked Bones, folding her arms with a smile. 

"Oh not at all, I'm just holding it so I don't gossip like some old woman." Bones raised an eyebrow and you looked at him, puzzled. 

"Well what does that mean then?" You paused and he said nothing "Bones? What are you talking about?" 

"I mean if I can get in on some gossip where Bones is involved then I'm all ears." Nyota let one side of her mouth turn up. 

"You two are out for trouble, look it's not my secret to tell so you'll just have to find out eventually yourselves." Bones gave Nyota a knowing look and you looked between the two of them till Bones looked away. 

"Well what the hell was that?" You exclaimed looking at Nyota. 

"Well now I know you have to go and see Kirk right this second," Nyota leant against the corridor wall and had to put her hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing. 

"You," you pointed at Nyota, "you are a troublemaker." You laughed and headed off in the direction of Kirk's quarters. 

You had no idea what Bones was on about but deep down you hoped. You'd been pining after Jim for so long it felt like an age, you had known each other for so long that you really didn't think there was any way Jim could've gone this long without revealing his feelings. You got drunk together so often and had never even kissed, he'd never revealed any secrets about his feelings whilst inebriated. Being realistic if Kirk hadn't revealed his feelings whilst being drunk it was unlikely he had those thoughts in his head, he was so easy to get secrets out of when drunk. But you couldn't help thinking about the weird interaction between the three of you a minute ago, what did they know that you didn't? 

You knocked three times of Jims door and held the sides of your skirt with your thumbs pressing against your fingers through the fabric. It was so damn frustrating how nervous you were when you could just be walking into a normal and civil meeting. Getting your hopes up was a dangerous activity especially when it came to heartbreakers like Jim Kirk. 

"Y/n!" Jim exclaimed, opening the door with a big smile, he stood back and let you step in. 

 "To what do I owe the pleasure." You looked around the room you'd been in often and considered that you might never see it again. 

"Come sit," he gestured to the sofa with a bottle of wine on the table and two glasses. "Your departure has made me think about a lot of things." As you sat down Jim began pouring. 

"What kind of things Kirk?" You narrowed your eyes. 

"It's hard to determine, I mean definitely thinking of the past" Kirk carried on for a while, talking in what you would call filler but you weren't listening. He looked so fucking pretty, his eyebrows moving every now and then, his hair a bit ruffled after he had got changed. Jim was so so pretty and you didn't know how to focus on anything else, watching his lips move you just wanted to shut him up and kiss him. 

"Y/n?" You snapped out of it "Do you know what I mean?" Kirk asked and you had to think for a moment about what would be a neutral reply so a question you hadn't heard any of. 

"....yes?" You said in a curious tone and Jim laughed. 

"You weren't listening were you," he smiled and you giggled. 

"Not my fault you look so pretty," you mumbled into your glass as you took a drink, you thought it was quiet enough but Jim had heard and he almost choked on the wine in his own mouth. 

"Was that a compliment I just heard?" Jim tried to play it cool but his voice cracked on the last word and you burst out laughing. 

"Okay well now you deserve no explanation if you can't even get through puberty properly." You smiled at him and he raised an eyebrow.

"Well I'm not the one who thinks I'm pretty, am I. Hmm?" Jim teased. 

"Well, I'M not the one who can't speak without sounding like a pre-teen." You shot back, jokingly narrowing your eyes at him. 

"You're a little shit, you know that?" Jim asked, placing his glass down. 

"Well you won't have to put up with it for too much longer will you," you joked and a silence fell between the both of you, joking like this had made Kirk forget about that fact "Are you okay, Kirk?" 

You looked deep into his eyes and it took all his willpower not to take your face in his hands and kiss you. Instead he stood up and walked around the room, hands on his hips he sighed. 

"Well now I know you're not alright," you paused and stood up, there was a distance between you both and you were slowly closing it down "What's wrong?" You asked at almost a whisper.

Kirk turned around and you were only a few steps away from him, his eyes were unreadable but looked deep into yours. He closed off the gap between the two of you and took you into a deep hug, you were caught off guard but didn't stop him. Instead you wrapped your arms around him just as tightly and leant your head on his shoulder. Closing your eyes the moment felt like forever and you didn't want to let go because it would mean you leaving him was something real. Kirk's hand went up to the back of your neck and slowly stroked your hair. The affectionate action could have made you cry if you weren't so determined to not reveal to him how you felt. 

"There's something I need to tell you, Y/n." Kirk said near your ear and you drew apart, still holding onto his arms

"What is it?" You looked into his eyes and tried to read them, glancing down at his lips you bit the inside of his cheek. 

"I've loved you ever since I've known you, Y/n. I can't help it and- and I've tried to show it but fuck, you won't let me. I can't think straight when you're around me and I've been pining after you for so long it doesn't even feel real that you're leaving now," Kirk's eyes held so much emotion you feared you might fall into them. How…how was this real? 

The silence had been considerable now and you didn't know what to do, your mouth slightly open and staring into his eyes. You couldn't find the words so you just hugged him again, closer than before. Jim held the back of your head, scared you'd slip away forever. You mumbled something against his shoulder and he perked up. 

"What was that?" He whispered and you turned your head to lay your cheek on his shoulder. 

"I can't believe this has happened, I- fuck. I wasn't expecting it," You whispered and it made Kirk so anxious that he just held you until you'd eventually slip away. 

"You can leave whenever you want," Kirk told you and you really did feel like you could but you didn't want to. Kirk may have been holding you but only because you allowed it to be so. 

"What if I don't want to?" You asked, slightly pulling away from his shoulder and looking into his eyes with a smile. 

"What?" Jim whispered, not believing what you were saying.

"What if I don't think what you're saying is crazy," you let your hands run down his arms till you were holding his hands "I don't know what you know about how I feel o-or how I…" you trailed off trying to find your words "But my feelings aren't so far from yours."

"You're making me fucking hope for something now," Kirk grinned. 

"Oh shut up, talk like the normal Jim, please. I'm not used to you being all soppy." You teased, leaning forward to kiss him on the cheek. 

"You mean say something like how fucking highschool this all is?" Jim gripped your hands before looking down at your lips and back to your eyes. 

"I mean I'm not surprised you come neatly packaged up with some drama." You raised an eyebrow and he just rolled his eyes. 

"Oh do shut up," he let go of your hands and put them on either side of your face before leaning forward and kissing you. 

You rested your hands on his forearms, leaning into the kiss as a warmth spread into your stomach. It was almost unbelievable that this morning neither of you knew how the other really felt and honestly you found it extremely endearing how honest Jim was. 

"All the planets, places and people to see but all I wanted was you," Jim whispered when you drew apart and leant your foreheads together. You smiled and looked at him, he looked so lovely, all happy and pink cheeked. 

"You're so pretty," you paused and he laughed "No I mean it, just so pretty." You trailed off and looked into his eyes, you could only imagine what they would look like in between your thighs…

"Someone's getting distracted by a thought, you've got that glazed over look." Jim narrowed his eyes. 

"Ohhhh, nothing…" you turned around and pulled his hand with you "Just how much prettier you'd look going down on me. You know, nothing that exciting." You sat down on the sofa and held your wine in your hand as you crossed your legs. Bringing the glass to your mouth you raised an eyebrow and Kirk ran his tongue along his top set of teeth, thinking. 

"I mean I can't say what it would look like from your point of view, but seeing you like that would be angelic," he walked towards you and knelt down Infront of you.

"Guess you'll just have to prove it won't you," You were teasing him now but Jim didn't seem to mind. 

Jim was running his hands up your thighs until he met the hem of your dress, moving his hands inwards till they met the crossover of your legs. 

"We could test your theory, you know, for research." He gave you a shit eating grin and you uncrossed your legs, leaning down to be face to face with him. 

"Come on then pretty boy, prove your worth to me." You whispered and he looked so damn excited he could burst, you always suspected Kirk had a submissive streak. 

#jim kirk imagine #jim kirk imagines #jim kirk x reader #james t kirk x reader #james t kirk #jim kirk #star trek fic #star trek fanfic #jim kirk alternative reality #star trek alternative reality

[trek-tracks]

Come on, Spock, what mysterious relative is it this time?

#star trek #star trek tos #spock #jim kirk #leonard mccoy #nyota uhura #bones mccoy #captain kirk #imagine-darksiders #switchnx #tumblr things #things i found on tumblr #did i ever tell you guys #no you never did #and i never will #the ultimate computer

[its-always-sunny-in-city17]

they'll transport just about anything on here!

#star trek #i was imagining that im one of the og 60s fans when drawing this #jim kirk #james t kirk #spock #nyota uhura #bones mccoy #leonard mccoy #pavel chekov #star trek tos #my art

[teacup-gathering-itself]

The depth of Kirk being a big himbo in his slut era all the time in a very overt human way, while also being a huge nerd brainiac supercomputer on legs.

Contrasting Spock, who is a supercomputer on legs, but ALSO a big himbo in his slut era in a very overt Vulcan way.

Proof: He is so TOUCHY with his captain. He lets touch be a staple in their relationship and just. Doesn’t mention its significance to his culture. Lets people think it’s just him “putting up with” his captain. To non-Vulcans, sure that excuse works. But any Vulcan with working eyes knows what he’s up to. They’re silently scandalized.

#star trek spock #spocktober #star trek imagine #star trek spirk #star trek #star trek meta #spirk #s'chn t'gai spock #spock/kirk #mr spock #spock #kirk being kirk #jim kirk #james t kirk #captain kirk #vulcan kiss #vulcan #vulcan culture #human culture #star trek memes

[snufk1nn]

Mindmelds

#mindmelds must be so interesting #imagine being in someones head #star trek #star trek tos #star trek the original series #s’chn t’gai spock #mr spock #doctor mccoy #james t kirk #leonard mccoy #spock #dr mccoy #leonard bones mccoy #jim kirk #captain kirk #art #ink art #space husbands #triumvirate #mcspirk #spones #spirk #once again tumblr eating up the quality of my posts

[beam-meup-scotty]

sometimes i think about how james t kirk ( the best captain in starfleet ) canonically has a reputation for being

a ) problematic

b ) a Whore

and this is consistent in every single interpretation of him

#imagine not loving him #couldn’t be me #even in alternate universes #he is simply a Blonde #star trek #captain kirk #jim kirk #kirk #james t kirk #spock #doctor mccoy #dr mccoy #incorrect star trek #leonard mccoy #mccoy #s’chn t’gai spock #spirk #mcspirk #tos #snw #aos #lgbt #lgbtq

[laney-rockin]

In Wrath of Khan, Spock gifts Kirk "A Tale of Two Cities" in an actual physical copy of the book [very vintage for the 23rd century].

THAT GOT ME THINKING-

How many times did Spock gift Kirk a physical book? Did he restlessly scour for hours trying to find an old copy of a book that he knew Kirk would adore?

I can only imagine Spock, a logical and very composed Vulcan, going slightly insane trying to find bound books just so he can see his captain light up with a smile as Spock gifts it to him.

Which- might I add- is an adorable picture to paint in one's head.

#star trek #spock #jim kirk #star trek tos #tos star trek #tos kirk #tos spirk #spirk tos #spirk #star trek spirk #kirk x spock #wrath of khan #spock searching for books just for kirk gives me life #i like to imagine that he gifts kirk pride and prejudice just because kirk said spock is like mr. darcy #anyways! cute thoughts after watching the soul-crushing ending that was wok #i cried #and now i compensate for that pain with sweet lil spirk headcanons

[not-equippedforthis]

i am aware this would most likely never ever happen but can you imagine spock giving kirk a back/neck rub - as he so clearly expects - and accidentally vulcan pinching him. slumps. ah. i did not intend to do that. bridge goes silent. cap's down. someone douse him with water or something

#listen i KNOW spock is too calculated and precise for that but just IMAGINE FOR A SECOND #'my deepest apologies captain' whilst kirk is waking like a cryptid at 5am. frog blinking. #i KNOW spock would never let that happen BUT LISTENN #not equipped for rambling #spock gets too distracted by the colour warmth sensation feeling intuition that is kirks human mind n accidentally does it a little too har #shitposting #tos kirk #tos spock #spirk #james t kirk #kirk #spock #star trek #star trek tos #star trek the original series #jim kirk #captain kirk #edit: spock with an arm across kirks chest and a hand gently pressed against his forehead so he doesnt fall over :]] #reflexes kick in QUICK #ofc he looks calm and neutral as ever but on the inside hes like aoughhh fuuuckkkk shiiittttt #did it by accident but the imagery is nice....holding him..... #ever so gingerly #kirk blinking awake like '...??' #'please accept my deepest apologies captain' #'...did you vulcan pinch me?' #'on complete accident i assure you. i began to...reminisce and utilised muscle memory. it shall not happen again.' #kirk whilst laughing: 'awfully roundabout way of saying you got distracted mr spock' #'...indeed. would-' #'oh nono no stay where you are. if you- wouldnt mind. that kink in my back- its still-' #'as you wish captain.'

[macaroniandpheez]

@dig-jules 👀😩

#star trek #star trek academy #st tos cadets #linking the og post that inspired me :) #I prolly fucked up the concept sketches…they were too blurry so I just guessed what they were trying to show 🤠 #yeah no I fucked up the outfits 😭 #damn…imagine if we got this au irl smh #james t kirk #s'chn t'gai spock #leonard mccoy #captain kirk #commander spock #doctor bones #jim kirk #spock #star trek fanart #spirk #k/s #star trek tos #st tos young crew

[aspiringnexu]

Okay so I sort of fell face-first into the Star Trek fandom and went on a Spirk fic reading spree. And, as is usual with my reading, I latched onto a plot that my brain is going nuts over.

There was a fic where Kirk found out he was like, 1/16th Vulcan because some industrious Vulcan lady a while ago decided the only logical way to experience Earth was to settle down and have kids there with a native and not tell anybody. Anyway, its very amusing, turns out Kirk is the last living descendent of some noble Vulcan house and as such can inherit quite a few profitable investments and a potential future High Council seat if he wants, though his taunts of assuming such a position to annoy Spock fall on the back burner when he suddenly goes into Pon Farr because of course he does.

But my brain immediately latched onto 'part-Vulcan Jim Kirk' and went a tiny bit rabid.

So the idea arrived. Kirk, completely unaware of his Vulcan ancestry, encounters Shenanigans on an Away Mission as is customary. Alien medical tech goes a bit bonkers and the captain is hit but physically okay, just unconscious. Bones will still give him hell when he wakes up but Spock can breathe easy. The Shenanigans were mild this time. Or were they? Turns out the medical tech actually did do something. It stimulated the latent Vulcan genes, artificially encouraging growth and change at an incredibly rapid pace, not eleminating Kirk's humanity but elevating him from Human with Vulcan spice, to almost even half n' half.

So we get poor Kirk waking up with undisciplined telepathic powers, a much stronger body, and the worst headache known to humanoids. Bones discovering his patient has miraculously decided to switch species overnight. And poor, poor Spock who just got over the minor heart attack of the previous incident and is now face to face with the prettiest Vulcan he has ever fucking seen.

Because half-Vulcan!Jim is blond, blue-eyed, and radiating 'confused kicked puppy' vibes like the world's most attractive telepathic foghorn.

Bonus points if Spock goes into Pon Farr early because Jim is projecting so much emotion and is also just That Pretty.

#james t kirk #spock #spock/kirk #spirk #pon farr #vulcan genes #vulcan jim kirk #kinda #I just love the image of Spock walking in and Bones gets to watch his jaw drop #Because Jim is just so pretty #and also projecting REALLY HARD #like a telepathic audio novel #owmyheadeverythinghurtswhyaremyearspointyohhiSpock- #I'm always a sucker for fics where Spock is like 'it's totally logical' #and it is very clearly not #oh yes cocooning the captain in a nest of pillows and growling at anybody who comes near is completely logical #I can't imagine what the excuse is when High Command tries to ask what's going on #The Captain? #Why he's been turned into a Vulcan and our First Officer is nesting with him #as far as I can tell Vulcans are only ever dark-haired with dark-eyes so Jim is very distinctive #Like a Vulcan Marilyn Monroe

[lavender-romancer]

With Him

Jim Kirk x (pink haired) Reader

CW: arguing, angst, perceived cheating

Jim thinks you've been cheating on him and he doesn't know how to discuss it with you

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Jim rounded the corner of the enterprise and suddenly caught sight of your unmistakable pink head of hair coming out of someone else's quarters, he was utterly confused. He stayed back a little bit just to see what was going on, you were coming out of someone in engineering's private quarters with your hair messy and one of your boots unzipped at the back. Jim's mind could only go to the worst possible eventuality and god it hurt, even if it wasn't true even the mental suggestion that you could cheat on him was agonising.

"I'll see you next week!" You called to the Lieutenant who's room you'd come out of. Kirk wanted to cave in his face and let blood pour into his stupid white tank top. But he stayed back, pretending to check something on comms as other people walked past.

What could you possibly be doing in that room, Kirk trusted you but God he couldn't think of a reason other than some form of betrayal. Your relationship was hardly 20 years old or anything but he had never been given a reason to mistrust you like this. Or… was he overreacting? Kirk was questioning his own head and couldn't tell if he was gaslighting himself because he didn't want to believe you'd want to be with someone else. But if you had slept with someone else why would you do it so publically? Everyone knew about the nature of your relationship and how long you'd been together after meeting on the last long voyage of the Enterprise you'd been inseparable.

Kirk saw a mess of pink hair underneath engineer goggles as someone fiddled with something near the core. Scotty saw Kirk first and greeted him happily-

"How are you sir! It's been so long," he shook Kirk's hand and you suddenly shot your head upwards and whacked your head on the heat sensor you were working on "Agh, lassie what have you done there? Let me help you up." Scotty put out his hand and you rolled out from under the machinery.

Your hair had been slightly singed off at the ends of a part of your hair as you hurriedly tied it up into a ponytail that wasn't exactly neater than before. You smiled at the Captain as you now realised this was your first meeting and you were fucking it up.

"Now this is Y/n YS/n, a brilliant new addition. She's been on voyages for years but recently got accepted into the Enterprise graduate system." Scotty beamed looking from you to Kirk as you took off your goggles and looked properly into Kirk's eyes.

There was a momentary silence where you both looked into eachothers eyes and you swore there was something there. Scotty looked from you to the captain and back again, not knowing how to break the silence so he coughed into the back of his hand and Kirk hurriedly stuck out his hand.

"Pleased to make your acquaintance, I've been coming to meet all the new crew members before we get into anything interesting." Kirk shook your hand and your heart sank as you had kidded yourself into thinking he wanted to meet you which on second thought would have made no sense.

"Pleasure to meet you, Sir." You smiled widely at him and his hand lingered in yours before you both realised where you were and drew them away quickly with a laugh coming from both of you. You could tell Scotty was going to take the piss out of you later for all this.

Kirk was so distracted by how beautiful you were, your hair was a deep raspberry colour that suited your skin tone beautifully. It was so striking, almost as striking as your beauty but he didn't dwell too long before making his leave. He was so distracted looking at you as he walked backwards that he tripped over a pipe and you turned around to laugh without making him feel too embarrassed. Scotty went to help Kirk up and he brushed himself off, sending you a mischievous smile his cheeks were pink as your hair as he turned and walked away the right way this time.

"Well what an earth was that if not love at first sight?" Scotty asked and you playfully punched his arm before pushing your goggles back onto your eyes and carrying on with your work. But you couldn't help thinking about your Captain.

It was actually Scotty that had set up their first proper date, fancying himself to be a bit of a matchmaker after he took you under his wing. Even Keenser approved of the two of you which made it even more real to Kirk. Scotty let the two of you use his office to sit and get better acquainted after he brought you into the office for different reasons and then told you you had to talk. After that you hung out more, your first kiss was on the engine deck behind some machinery where no one would see. It was Kirk's fondest memory of that whole voyage, you looked angelic when you smiled and the smile you let out after you kissed him was so beautiful. Even though Kirk branded himself a Ladies Man, he was so damn nervous around you that he knew it was special. You were in control most of the time because you had a cooler head even though the two of you were both lovesick fools.

Your relationship really progressed on your first home leave where you unofficially moved in together, Kirk determined it this way because you'd go between each other's quarters and love there together for a few weeks at a time. Setting up little dates for each other, cooking together and playing stupid board games that reminded Kirk of home. Kirk took you to meet his mother and his closest friends on the Enterprise, Bones entertained you the most with his commentary on Jim that openly shamed him for being a bit of a whore.

That was 4 years ago, so what the fuck was going on now. Your anniversary was soon approaching and Kirk just couldn't think of a rational reason you'd be in that engineers room. Who was this man? Why was he with you? Kirk's rational brain was telling himself he was being controlling even though he hadn't vocalised any of it.

"I can't make heads or tails of it, Bones." Jim took a swig of whiskey as he sat with elbows on the bar.

"Oh come on Jim, there's no chance in Heaven or Hell that Y/n is being unfaithful. Have you seen the way she looks at you? She's so damn in love." Bones shook his head as he poured himself another drink.

"But why was she there, I just… I can't think of any reason she'd be coming out of his room looking all disheveled and boots not done up. I know I'm being over-observant but fuck, I don't know what else to think." Jim looked at his friend who had a sympathetic look on his face.

"Well you know for a fact that if you don't ask her about this you won't be able to punch your way out of a wet paper bag. Talk-to-her." He took a swig of his drink and Jim sighed.

"How on earth do I bring that up? Oh hey babe I love you, are you sleeping with someone else?" Kirk smiled sadly and ran a hand through his hair.

"You just need to tell the honest the god truth and so will she. There's no point pussyfooting around it and not addressing what's going on." Bones topped up Jim's drink.

"You're annoyingly fucking right, ugh. Why are you always right? You're turning into Spock I swear." Jim chuckled and Bones narrowed his eyes.

"Now that is just mean." Bones shook his head and smirked.

As Kirk headed back to his quarters he wasn't expecting you to be there in lingerie on his sofa. His eyes went wide and you raised an eyebrow.

"Come here," you practically ordered him and he quickly ran over, sitting next to you on the seat next to the chez long.

"What did I do to earn this surprise?" He asked and you smiled.

"We just haven't had alone time in so long. I thought I should be nice to you for once, but don't get used to it. I'll be just as irresponsible and sarcastic as I was before." You stick your tongue out at him and turned on your stomach, Kirk slapped your practically exposed ass and you hit him on the arm "You little shit," you whined before like a light standing up and pinning him to the sofa.

"Oh no," Kirk said dramatically, pretending to be held securely down "I'm so terrified of you babes." He rolled his eyes and you narrowed yours.

"You're a little shit." You leant down and kissed him softly, Kirk's hands shaking round your waist.

What if he held you there?

Kirk's eyes flew open and he drew away from the kiss. You looked down at him, bewildered.

What if he's been under you?

Kirk's brain wouldn't shut the fuck up.

"I just need the toilet, I'll be back." Kirk said as you got off him and ran out the room.

Kirk was pacing around the bathroom, up and down the small-ish room to try and calm himself down. He didn't know what to do, he didn't expect it to be like this. He was going to have some quiet time to figure out what he was going to do but you looked so fucking beautiful it distracted him from everything he was thinking. What if this wasn't real, what if you had both men at the same time? Was he really the love of your life?

It had been about half an hour of Kirk freaking out by this point. You had changed back into your uniform and were packing your bag, you put.on your boots and zipped them whilst your eyes pricked with tears. You approached the bathroom and knocked.

"I'm gonna go to bed, Jim. I-I'll see you tomorrow." You said sadly as you headed toward the door. What was going on? Why would he run away like that, should you not have done what you did? Was it you and the way you looked in the outfit, it pinched against your thighs at the top where they met your hips and didn't quite fit your breasts. You knew you didn't look as right as you did when you first met but it was comfort weight, date-weight if you will. What in God's name was happening?

You walked towards the door with tears in your eyes unable to understand what was happening, usually Jim was all over you (and I mean all over you). Has he met someone? You walked into the corridor and basically ran back to the lift to get to your quarters. Closing and locking the door you sat on your armchair. You thought back to past relationships, your last girlfriend was chaotic at the end. She was very similar to Jim in temperament but not in the way they fell for you, Jim was love at first sight and she was more lust at first sight on a very drunk club night that thrust you into a whirlwind romance. It was different with Jim right? It had been four years, four goddamn years and he let you leave without a goodbye. Was this it?

Jim felt fucking awful he'd let you leave without a goodbye. That had never happened since the day that they met, he had never been so stupid to not say sorry for something he did, he'd never not said goodbye. This was so stupid, he was getting anxious over something that wasn't even real and probably hurting you in the process. Jim still didn't know how to approach the topic but he knew he had to pull himself together. He changed into a black t-shirt and took only his comms with him as he headed towards your quarters.

He was stalling, a ridiculous amount. How the hell would he explain all this and apologise without sounding like a crazy boyfriend. God, he knew he'd got himself into this mess but Bones was fucking right annoyingly. You both needed to just be honest regardless of the outcome otherwise Jim would be killing himself thinking of what ifs for days. He knocked on your door.

You weren't expecting to see your disheveled and stressed looking boyfriend on the other side of your door and the sigh you let out made as much clear to him. You opened the door for him but turned around and sat on your armchair as he walked in, you basically always hugged when you came into each other's quarters… well mostly Jim's because yours was hardly lived in. Jim sat on the small sofa adjacent to your armchair and you refused to look at him.

"So what the shit was all that then?" You asked, still looking at the floor.

"Please look at me," Kirk asked softly and you begrudgingly looked at him with tear filled eyes and a scowl.

"Why? So you can get a look at my face before you leave me? Or tell me how awful I looked considering you scampered off like a terrified little boy." You shot at him with intended malice and Jim was visibly taken aback.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"The fuck wha- why do you think I think that! Are you being purposefully dense? I put on something like that and you're usually all over me, you just wanna look at me and fuck you made me feel like shit in there. What's going on with you today? I know I've put on a few since the last voyage but God, get over yourself." You rolled your eyes to try and hide how hurt you were and just act angry.

"Absolutely and I mean absolutely none of that is true," Kirk put a hand on your knee and you looked up at him "You're perfect, don't ever think it would be about that, gorgeous."

"Then what the fuck is going on?!" You yelled, pushing his hand off you.

"I saw you the morning," Jim commented quietly and you look at him even more confused

"Saw me doing what? Doing my job? Doing paperwork? Be more specific." You demanded.

"I saw you coming out of an engineers room and you looked like you'd been lying down and your boots were unzipped and fuck. I just… I don't know how to-"

You started to laugh, you wiped your eyes and just started to laugh a deep proper laugh that was making you cry all over again from happiness.

"That's it?! I thought you were breaking up with me or some shit oh my god." You chuckled to yourself and Kirk still looked confused.

"What was going on?" Jim sounded extremely sincere.

"I was. Look I was fucking getting, ugh. It's so embarrassing. I was getting personal trainer sessions." You covered your face with your hands.

"Wait what?" Jim started to grin.

"Well I fucking, I know I've put on a few since our last anniversary and I wanted to be smaller for this one, back to how I was at the beginning and like how I was always-"

"Okay, be quiet now. Come here," Jim gestured for you to come sit on his lap "If you want to lose weight that's up to you but don't you for one single second think that your appearance makes any difference to how I see you."

"You're just saying that because you have too," you rolled your eyes and Jim out his hands around your waist.

"Feel my boner, go on. You're so damn attractive I can't help but get excited when I'm alone with you. It reminds me of all the quickies we managed down in the engine room without getting caught in all the camera blindspots." Jim laughed and you smirked, leaning your head on his shoulder as your arms snaked around his neck.

"You're such a man." You whispered before kissing his neck.

"You absolutely love it. Now go put on that sexy number and we can get started with round one." Jim raised an eyebrow.

"How many rounds is sir planning tonight then?" You teased.

"You know I love when you call me sir, now hurry up. I will reveal nothing but it'll definitely be over 10." Jim slapped you on the ass as you walked away and you laughed to yourself.

#jim kirk #james t kirk #jim kirk x reader #star trek fanfic #star trek tos #star trek #james kirk #james kirk x reader #star trek imagine #star trek fic #star trek fandom #star trek fanfiction #jim kirk imagine #james kirk imagine #jim kirk imagines #star trek imagines #love

[v-o-i-d-e-d]

May we have a oneshot based on this scene (https://youtube.com/watch?v=BgVJDd5vHfw&feature=share) for Spockxreader?

Omg, I love this scene! Of, course I will do it! I altered some parts just a little bit but the gist is the same. I hope you like it!

Title: Hello Sweetie

Pairing: Spock x fem!reader, implied platonic Jim Kirk x reader, and platonic Bones x reader

Warnings: canon violence, it's implied that Jim meddled for matchmaking purposes, nothing else I think

Word Count: 2924

She really shouldn’t have been here. Pure lunacy had gotten her here in the first place. Doctor (Y/N) (L/N) was never meant for this type of fieldwork and she was willing to bet that her own lack of skill was a huge reason why she was in this particularly dangerous situation. She was stood in the middle of a very ornate room – a sort of banquet hall she surmised – with her hands cuffed in front of her. Her elegant dress was singed at the hem and her hair had fallen out of its elegant updo. She looked around and noticed there were a total of three other people in the room all of whom wore heavy robes with hoods to obscure most of their faces: the alien guard beside her the one behind her and the one standing by the door they just came in through.

            “You know when I get invited to parties, normally there’s food,” She said to the guard who stood closely to her right. He did not acknowledge her at all and his large, bug-like eyes stayed focused on the door at the other end of the room. (Y/N) rolled her eyes, “So much for small talk.”

            As she shifted her weight from foot to foot with impatience she couldn’t help but place partial blame on the genius who thought this plan up in the first place. Captain James T. Kirk. Just a day earlier he had cornered (Y/N) in her office and asked her to take part in a simple recognizance mission.

“I’m telling you this is an easy mission and it will go off without a hitch! You’re in, you’re out, you’re done,” Kirk pleaded as he followed her out into the main area of the medbay. He had just explained how it would be perfect for her because she was sociable and friendly. Of course, he couldn’t help but add in the added benefit of her good looks. “People will be spilling their guts to you! All you gotta do is bat those eyelashes.”

“Captain, this is harassment. I told you: missions like that are not in my job training.” (Y/N) turned to face Kirk and used her hand to apply emphasis to her statement. “I. Am. Not. Going. End of story.”

The door opened after what felt like hours but what was only a few minutes. (Y/N) watched as an alien that looked similar to the guard but larger walked confidently into the room accompanied by a few other guards. The big alien was dressed in fine clothes and had an elaborate and heavy-looking headdress on, signaling to (Y/N) that it would be good for her health to not piss him off. She stayed silent until the alien stood so close to her that she could smell him. He smelled of rotten meat and expensive oils.

“You are Doctor (Y/N) (L/N) of the starship Enterprise.” He said. “I have reason to believe you are a cohort of Commander Spock.”

This took (Y/N) by surprise. Her brows furrowed and her lips tugged into a frown. Sure she had worked with Spock plenty of times but surely not enough to be considered a cohort, or associated with him by name.

“I think there’s been some sort of mistake here. I don’t even know Commander Spock that well!”

“Spock suggested you specifically for the mission.”

(Y/N) paused and dropped her hand down to her side. Kirk could very well be lying just to get her to agree but then why else would he want a surgeon doing a spy’s job.

“No, he didn’t. You just want me to give in,” She huffed and gathered some old patient files that needed to be sorted and brushed passed Kirk and into her office. She couldn’t deny the rush of warmth spreading across her face but she could do her best at hiding it.

“I’m serious! He said you were beautiful and that you would be disarming enough to get people to talk to you about anything,” Kirk once again followed (Y/N) into her office but this time stopped to lean on the door frame. He crossed his arms and smirked as he watched the doctor deadpan at him.

“Commander Spock said that? Those exact words?” She didn’t believe Spock even knew how to actually compliment people, even behind their backs.

The alien huffed and one of his henchmen stepped forward. He was very scrawny and his large eyes darted wildly around the room.

“We have reliable intel that you are close to the Enterprise’s second-in-command and we would like you to divulge his whereabouts. We know that he has been trying to infiltrate our databases and that is a crime that can not go unpunished,” his voice was harsh, like a steaming tea kettle and (Y/N) winced.

“Well, I’m sorry but your intel is wrong. I wouldn’t even classify us as friends. Well, I mean it’s not that I don’t want to be his friend. I actually like him a lot but he spends just about every moment with me in silence or critiquing me so-“

“Enough! Quit your useless rambling and tell us where he is!” The boss alien thundered out so loud that the floor seemed to shake. (Y/N) was officially freaked out.

“Look, I’m telling you, I have no idea where he is! I don’t even know if he’s on this planet!” She pleaded with the aliens and hoped they believed her because it was the truth. She hadn’t seen Spock for a while, even before Kirk made her go on this mission.

“Yeah, he didn’t say those exact words but that’s definitely what he meant to say. I could tell.”

“Kirk, get out of my office.”

Kirk sighed and walked up to the desk, “Just please do this mission. We are so close to our goal we just need a little push. (Y/N)-

            “Doctor (L/N).”

            “(Y/N). Please.”

If there’s one thing that (Y/N) can’t resist, it’s James being sincere. It just happens so rarely that she caves right away. After a moment of glaring into Kirk’s pleading eyes, she rubbed her eyes and sighed, “Fine!”

            “Yes!” Kirk pumped his fist in victory.

            “But I want to talk to Spock first.”

Kirk paused and side-glanced before looking back at (Y/N), “You can’t.”

            “Why not?”

            “Cause he’s on the mission.”

            “I thought you said he asked for me. How could he have told you that if he’s on mission already?” (Y/N) raised an accusatory eyebrow, she was sure she caught Kirk in his lie but he was quick.

            “Because he just left this morning. Now find your hottest dress and meet me in the transport room for your briefing,” Kirk tapped the desk before quickly exiting the room.

            “Wait, Now?!”

(Y/N) could honestly say she had not thought of how to get out of a situation like this. All attention was on her – something that she would normally thrive with – but she was at a loss for words for the first time in her life. The big alien grumbled and leaned forward to look closer at her face. She didn’t hide her fear.

            “Look, I swear on my life I don’t know what Spock is doing or where he is,” She couldn’t hide the tremble in her voice but she tried to be as firm as possible.

            “Humans,” the alien spat, “They lie so blithely.”

            “I’m not lying!”

            “How can you claim to like someone but know nothing about them? You are lying!”

(Y/N) huffed and rolled her eyes, “Just because I like him does not mean he likes me! The guy does not even think that way! He doesn’t talk to me unless it has something to do with my job!” She had stepped forward during her rant but was immediately seized by the guards that were closest to her. They gripped tightly on her upper arms but the guard on her left quickly loosened his grip and she couldn’t help but think that the sensation was familiar. It reminded her of her first meeting with Commander Spock.

            She was in a hurry to get to the medbay as she had been sent a 9-1-1 message by Bones. In her hurry she had been completely disregarding the safety of other people in the halls, bumping into several people while shouting an apology over her shoulder. It was while she was giving one of these hurried apologies that she managed to bump into a solid form that barely stumbled while she went tripping toward the ground. With a yelp, she braced for the ground but was stopped by a strong hand taking hold of her upper arm.

            “Doctor (L/N), it’s not safe to be running through the halls. The hazard is amplified when one is not paying attention.”

The monotone voice of Commander Spock caused (Y/N) to snap her eyes open and scramble to stand on her own two feet rather than being suspended by her arm.

            “Oh, gosh, I’m so sorry, Commander! You’re totally right, I wasn’t paying attention-“

            “Apology accepted, Doctor,” Spock interrupted her rambling and then walked passed her without waiting for a response. (Y/N) huffed and frowned as she too walked away from the scene of the social crime.

            “Well, isn’t he a sweetie,” She grumbled before picking up her pace through the halls, this time paying attention to where she was going.

            From then on, “sweetie” was (Y/N)’s nickname for Spock. She was careful to never say it to his face since she had worked with him a lot more since the “incident” but in private and amongst friends, the sarcastic endearment rolled easily off the tongue. It got to the point where she even used it with the Captain.

            “Why do you call him that, it’s weird,” Kirk questioned one day over drinks in the lounge.

            “Because every time I talk to him, he’s an asshole. I think it’s funny.”

Kirk laughed and sipped his whiskey. “Well, I think you might have a crush on our favorite Vulcan.”

            “Oh, I definitely do,” (Y/N) was very direct. Kirk choked on his drink in surprise and coughed as (Y/N) continued, “But that’s out of the equation because I don’t even think Spock thinks about anyone unless they’re useful for something he needs doing.”

            (Y/N) downed the last of her drink and shook her head to try to rid herself of the floaty state the alcohol put her in. In the morning, she would regret letting James Kirk in on her best-kept secret but she was not worried about that or anything else except for going to bed.

            “Well, speak of the devil,” Kirk said with a smirk. Spock walked in with his hands clasped behind his back and his usual blank expression. Upon noticing the state of his friend and his colleague he resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

            “Oh, hello, sweetie!” (Y/N) laughed at her own words and Kirk couldn’t help but laugh as well. Spock was stunned into silence. He let his hands drop to his sides and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He didn’t know exactly how to respond, she had never called him anything other than his name and rank before. He decided to ignore the sudden endearment.

            “Captain, you’re needed on the bridge,” He managed to finally say what he needed to say before quickly turning and leaving the room.

            When Kirk took the liberty of retelling the story to (Y/N) the next morning, she was mortified.

            The large alien hisses to one of his henchmen in a language (Y/N) doesn’t understand and then another one of them steps forward. In a tone that seemed to be unsure of the words he was saying, he started,

            “Our studies show that typically when one human likes another, the feeling is reciprocated,”

            “Spock is not human,” (Y/N) couldn’t help but laugh before correcting herself, “Well, not all human.”

            “Then you have no reason to protect him.”

            “That’s not how feelings even work! Not human ones! I admire him and I will protect him but I do not expect any such action from him. Just as I don't expect a sunset to admire me back or for the stars to gaze back at me! Feelings are not about reciprocity!”

            “This does not align with our intel,” The big alien was clearly angry, and (Y/N) had a strong feeling that things would not go well from here but as she said she would do her best to protect Spock.

            “Regardless of your intel,” (Y/N) scoffed, “Commander Spock has much more important things to do than worry about me or what I’m doing so. I’m of no use to you. Let me go.”

            Why did she never know when to shut up?

The large alien’s face stretched into what (Y/N) had to assume was his version of a grin but looked more like he was preparing to eat her. She wouldn’t doubt it if she was being honest.

            “If you are of no use for giving information, you can be put to other uses, Doctor.”

            “What? Wait!”

The guard to her right started to lead her back toward the door they came through and (Y/N) began to struggle.

            “Take her to the nursery, the larvae must be fed,” The big alien ordered with a loud cracking laugh. Just as (Y/N) yanked harshly away from the guard pulling her, the guard to her left took firm hold of her arm once more but instead of leading her forward, he tugged her back into him. Suddenly, he pulled a phaser and shot the other guard. Crying out in fear, (Y/N) struggled once more to get away from this rogue guard as the henchmen began to make their way over to stop him. The guard removed his hood and revealed his face.

            “Commander!” (Y/N) gasped and her cheeks reddened. Everyone paused for a brief moment of shock before the big alien roared for his henchmen and guards to seize the two star fleet officers. Spock shot a few more before looking down at (Y/N) with an almost unnoticeable smirk.

            “Hello, Sweetie,” He said before moving his grip from (Y/N)’s arm to her hand and pulling her to a run. (Y/N)’s face was warm and it was not because of the running. She couldn’t help but laugh as they ran through the corridors, dodging phasers and guards. “We have to get to the front entrance. That’s the only place Scotty can beam us up!” Spock shouted over his shoulder.

            “Right!”

They ran until they reached the front room. Standing in the middle of the room was not the best option but they were only there for a moment before they both felt the familiar feeling of being beamed up to the transport room. Upon their arrival, Spock immediately ushered (Y/N) toward the awaiting Doctor Bones.

            “I’m fine! Just a few cuts and bruises. Nothing I haven’t had before,” (Y/N) tried to wave the grouchy Doctor away but he swatted her hands away and then removed the cuffs.

            “I’ll be the judge of that, cupcake. You look like you caught on fire.” He was gesturing to the hem of her dress.

            “I think for a moment I did,” (Y/N) laughed while Bones shook his head.

            “All right, you’re free to go. You too, Spock.”

Bones finally released the two, though he had told Spock that he could leave about twenty minutes ago. The Vulcan had refused. Spock and (Y/N) walked side by side in silence for a while before Spock broke it.

            “You have misread me.”

(Y/N) furrowed her eyebrows and looked up at her Commander who was still looking straight ahead. “What do you mean, Commander?”

            “My feelings about you. You have misread them.”

Her eyes widened. In the chaos of escape, she had forgotten that Spock was standing right next to her when she basically saying she loved him. Okay, slight exaggeration but she still felt embarrassed.

            “Oh.” That was all she said. All she could say. Another time of silence passed.

            “I apologize if my actions suggested that I do not enjoy your company,” Spock was deliberate with his words as if he didn’t know if what he was saying was the right thing. The tips of his ears were tinged a faint green when he finally paused in his step to look at (Y/N). She noticed the blush on his ears and couldn’t help the small smile that snuck onto her face.

            “So, you like to hang out with me?”

            “Well, I’ve never accompanied you in a social setting so it would be illogical for me to say that I like something that I have not tried.”

            (Y/N) rolled her eyes.

            “However, I do enjoy working with you. You are very good at your job, Doctor (L/N),” Spock clasped his hands behind his back so that (Y/N) would not see him picking at his cuticles. He was nervous.

            “(Y/N).”

            “Pardon?”

            “Call me (Y/N). Outside of work obviously,” (Y/N) shrugged and looked away from Spock’s intense gaze.

            “(Y/N).” She could’ve melted at the way her name sounded coming from his lips. It was experimental and a bit rigid sounding but it was a start. She finally looked back into Spock’s eyes and smiled brightly.

            “Do you want to go get dinner with me, Spock? I’m starving,” (Y/N) resumed her walk, this time in the direction of the cafeteria. She heard Spock’s steps fall in line with hers.

            “I highly doubt that you are starving. You always attend normal meal times which means you must have eaten this morning,” Spock said in a matter-of-fact tone. (Y/N) laughed and shook her head.

            “It’s an expression, Spock.”

#Spock x reader #AOS Spock #Star Trek #Jim Kirk #Enterprise #xreader #SpockxYou #Doctor who reference #Spock Imagine

[tim-per-tantrum]

Me watching Star trek alone in my dorm while Kirk, Spock, and Bones do some gay ass shit: they're so baby girl 💅

#star trek #mcspirk #y'all i was willing to believe you about the gay shit but it was down played so bad #this show is so much gayer than i could've ever imagined #bird posts #jim kirk #spock #bones McCoy #mckirk #spirk

[thesockdrawersblog]

Some little doodles I did to practice some of the requests! (I love curly haired Kirk)

#digital art #james t kirk #spock #spock/kirk #tos spirk #star trek #star trek tos #spirk #I can imagine that Jim straightens his hair before going to the bridge

[dadbodbensisko-moved]

we as a society should talk about spirk raising saavik more. if just for the meeting of david and saavik.

david: man i hate that jim kirk. he sucks he use to date my mom i hate him

saavik: you shall cease this slander of my father lest i beat you up

#i've also seen spirk raising riker?? #yes give me all of that #and they are SIBLINGS #ship wouldnt work in this case #can you imagine being kirk if they got married like at the wedding “ah yes my daughter is marrying my son ” :) #not in a weird way tho #saavik #spirk #david marcus #star trek #jim kirk

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Kinktober Day 13

Day Twelve | 🌹Kinktober Masterlist🌹 | Day Fourteen

Pairing: Jim Kirk x Reader

Rating: Explicit - 18+ Only. Any minors interacting with ANY of these Kinktober prompts will be blocked

Warnings: Anonymous sex; public sex; oral sex; spit as lube; safe sex

You hadn't even asked the guy for his name. It occurred to you as he pressed his face into your neck, pressing a tender kiss at the hinge of your jaw. It was too sweet a feeling for a hookup in a dirty bar bathroom.

You grasped his cheek, drawing him up for a rough kiss as he steered you back against the bathroom wall. Your heart was pounding roughly in your chest, practically in time with the pulsing bass being pumped through the bar outside. He caged you in against the wall plastered with torn stickers and graffiti, moaning against your lips as his hand slid down, groping your breast through your shirt. 

You’d never done anything like this before. Why were you doing it now? Why this man? Why this filthy bathroom? 

One last hurrah, you supposed. Starting tomorrow, you were taking over a command post for a mission on one of the most prestigious ships in Starfleet. You understood the significance of your position, knew that you would have to be an upstanding crew member. You were nervous. You needed to blow off some steam. 

You bit your lip to quiet a moan as the man slotted his thigh between your legs, drawing you close to grind down against him. You shivered at the feeling, raising your hand to comb through his hair as you thrusted and shifted together. It felt good, but it just wasn’t enough. You gave his chest a shove, sending him back against the wall on the other side of the small bathroom. His brilliant blue eyes lit up, lips splitting into a grin as you gripped the sleeves of his leather jacket, tugging it off of his shoulders as your lips crashed into his. He groaned, shaking the jacket off and letting it crumple to the ground before he raised his hands to cup your face. 

You smoothed your hand down over his chest, palming his muscles beneath his threadbare t-shirt before massaging the growing bulge in his pants. He tipped his head back against the wall, pressing his hips up into your hand. You kissed his neck, nipping just beneath his ear and giggling as he rested his hand on the crown of your neck, drawing you closer to mark the skin there. 

You undid his pants, slipping your hand inside and feeling his stiff, heated flesh in your hand. You bit your lip, smoothing your thumb over the head of his dick, swiping and spreading a bead of precum. You tipped your chin up, nipping his earlobe.

“I want you to fuck me,” You murmured. 

“Fuck—Turn around.” 

You pulled away from him, letting him steer you toward the toilet. You shoved your pants down, bending over the toilet tank and bracing your hands on it. You felt him step up behind you, glancing back just in time to see him crouching behind you. He steadied a hand on your thigh as he leaned in, swiping his tongue across your pussy. You cursed, pressing your hips back against his face as he lapped at you hungrily. You felt the hot slide of his spit slipping over your opening before you felt the press of his fingers. He pressed a kiss to the inside of your thigh as he straightened, curling and spearing his fingers in twice more before drawing away. You stomach flipped as you heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper and turned your head, watching him slide it on before he stepped closer again. 

He rested his hand on your hip, steadying you as he drew his cockhead along your slit. He eased into you slowly, the two of you groaning harshly as he pressed in. 

“Fuck,” You breathed, letting your head hang heavy as he pressed closer. He grasped your shoulder, drawing you back onto his cock as he began to thrust into you. You braced your hands more firmly on the tank, pressing back thrust for thrust. He curled over you, sliding his hand up beneath your shirt and tugging down one of your bra cups. He thumbed your nipple, swiping at the same pace as his thrusts, sending trickles of pleasure through you. You honed in on his steady thrusts, the brush of his breath against your neck, the soft grunts and moans falling from his lips. 

You both ignored the knocking on the door, the question of whether or not anyone was in there, chased by the jiggle of the handle. You reached back, gripping hm by the shirt and urging him on, tugging him closer as his steady thrust turned to a sharp pounding, his groans swelling as his pace turned frantic, nearly obscuring the music—

--  

You were still thinking about it the next morning as you prepared to beam aboard. You were a little sore, but you didn’t mind it. Now and again, you found yourself squeezing your thighs together for that little throbbing sensation. You could practically still hear the man’s stuttering grunt as he came, see the curious way he watched at you as the two of you straightened yourselves out. You couldn’t help but smile as you remember the wink he gave you, opening the door and offering, “Ladies first,” As you left. 

You never had gotten his name. 

You shook your head, trying to shift your train of thought. Now was not the time. You had to focus. You were beaming abroad, meeting the Captain and his first mate. Work now, fond memories later. 

The golden beam engulfed you as you drew in a deep breath, then pushed it out slowly as the Transporter Bay came into view. You stood at attention, hands tucked behind your back as…Incredibly familiar blue eyes came into view. The all-too-familiar man’s grin faltered, and shock swept through you as you took in the sight of your one-time bathroom buddy in command gold. 

You blinked dazedly at him, your own smile dropping away. Oh, crap. Oh—fuck, fuck, fuck, the one time you go a little crazy—

“Welcome aboard the Enterprise, Commander.” The no-nonsense tone of the first officer beside the Captain snapped you back onto focus, and you forced your face into a neutral mask as you nodded, stepping down from the transporter pads. 

“Glad to be aboard,” You insisted, meeting both their gazes. You felt a little guilty for hardly focusing as Spock introduced himself, but you could feel the way that the Captain was watching you. When you turned to greet him, you found that his smile had softened to a flirty curl, his brows raised slightly as he held his hand out.

“Jim Kirk.”

Jim. It was sort of nice to put a name to the face. You shook his hand, nodding.

"It's nice to meet you."

"It certainly is."

Your stomach flipped at the steady gaze that he fixed you with. You could feel the scrutiny of the Vulcan beside you, and you widened your eyes slightly at the Captain when he didn't let go of your hand. He cleared his throat as he finally let go, stepping aside and gesturing out of the Transporter Bay.

"Ladies first."

You bit the inside of your cheek as you stepped past him, fighting back a groan. This was going to be a long mission.

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