Title : Vulcan kiss

Pairing : Spock / Kirk

Fandom : Star trek

Summary :

Not sure if he's exaggerating his predictions or not. But the Vulcan ship captain felt that his captain had been accidentally touching his hand lately more often than necessary.

"Mr. Spock, would you mind handing that to me?"

Spock looked up from the report he had left behind. He followed the captain's hand pointing towards the plane.

PADD

of the person who was placed not too far away from his computer

Even though he didn't understand why it was on his desk. But Spock leaned over and picked it up, then stood up and walked over to the person sitting in the captain's chair reading documents in the middle of the ship's bridge.

"Your equipment, Captain."

His slender face lifted up and he smiled widely like he always did. "Thank you Spock... And told me to just call him Jim."

The slight annoyance from his captain made the half-Vulcan raise an eyebrow. Glancing around It is a signal for the other party to follow. A picture of the crew concentrating on their work. "I'm afraid it would be inappropriate if I called you by your short name while we were on duty, Captain."

"Alright..." The star captain of the starship Enterprise pouted. Still haven't accepted the item that he handed over and waited for. "Then outside of work time And when it's just the two of us, okay?"

The Vulcan didn't laugh fondly or sigh. So Spock just nodded with a blank expression. But the dark brown eyes shone softly. "Yes."

A cheerful smile appeared on his handsome face once again. Jim reached over and plucked his own device from his hands.

But at the moment when he extended his hand -- by chance --The tip of Jim's index finger touched the tip of Spock's same finger. Gently dragging past before pulling away. Even though the contact only lasted for a fraction of a second, those light touches seemed to send vibrations from the point of contact all the way to the center of the chest.

Although it didn't make any sense, he 'felt' close to hyperventilation. Spock heard his own breathing coming in louder than normal.

But when you bring your mind back to a steady state. He found that the cause of his unusual instability had turned to playing with his communication device.

Spock frowns. Look at the head covered with messy, bright golden hair, but it looks strangely soft to the touch. Before turning around, walking down from the ship's bridge and dashing out of the automatic door, it went smoothly and no one noticed.

Jim glanced briefly at the automatic door at the bow of his boat that had just exited. Then turn your attention back to what you are reading. Bright blue eyes twinkled like someone who had encountered something fun. As he scanned his eyes, he read what was on the screen. With a slight smile on his full lips.

Although Spock doesn't believe in fate or luck, human beliefs But because he still had neither evidence nor a clear purpose of the captain, Spock decided to call the incident a 'Coincidence' but after that day The captain seemed to be 'deliberately' calling on him more often than necessary.

From small things like asking him to help pick things up to tricky things like not being able to open a bottle cap. In truth, Spock didn't resent or think those orders were nonsense. He was happy to follow every order the smaller captain gave, only... it could have been better. If each delivery didn't come with the tip of a slender finger 'intentionally' dragging across his same organ.

No, Spock didn't feel bad. Vulcan doesn't feel But he couldn't deny that.... In theory, a Vulcan's body, although strong and tall, has strength and many senses that are many times superior to a human's. However, we have the same weaknesses as other races. Vulcan's weak points are in two places. That's the ears and fingers.

Vulcans' senses in these two areas are much more sensitive than humans. Some Vulcans wear gloves to protect their delicate parts. But Spock saw that it was not necessary. So he didn't wear it. That was before Jim started accusing him of fingering him. To be honest, Spock might not have had as much of a reaction if it had been anyone else. But this is James T. Kirk.

A talented captain who is known as the youngest and is known for his stubbornness. People with Spock have feelings that are complex and different from other people's feelings. Therefore, even if you try to stop yourself with all your logic, But when something like this happens Spock's breath hitches every time.

His reactions became more and more violent. From trying to stop it to.....

Spock revealed his troubled expression for the first time.

Since working with Jim, his cheerful, reckless, reckless nature has always been instinctive. Act as irrationally as possible. Everything that makes up Captain James Tiberius Kirk forces Spock to express his 'feelings' often. In a way that he himself had never been with anyone before. Even with Nyota

His girlfriend just broke up with him. Only the status of friendship remains.

Spock wasn't sure when he was a student soldier. Did the stubborn captain study biology on the anatomy of alien species? He helped devise the teaching system. Therefore, it would not be strange for him to know what the teacher would teach the students. Of course, it's about our closest allies, the Vulcans. It must be carefully included in the lesson.

If it was as he had observed. The conclusion that Spock had poured all his percentages into without even analyzing the evidence, such as that his captain was doing what humans would call a prank, would make sense---

"Spock, open this up for me," a plea and a nudge on the shoulder snapped the young Vulcan out of his thoughts. He motioned towards him. The captain rested one arm on the back of his chair and leaned forward, smiling mischievously. Clear blue eyes twinkling with good mood. Another hand held out an uncapped pen in front of him.

Not at a loss for words....

Now is shift break time. All the crew members on the ship's bridge were gathered together in the dining room. In the ship's bridge, only Spock is left, who insists on completing the mission report today. And the captain of the ship was just two people hanging around nearby.

Spock looked at the pen in his white hand with a blank expression. “Captain, removing the cap of your pen is a basic thing you need to do every day. Because if you can't open it Your signature will never appear on a document that I personally inspected, so I think you can do it yourself without my help.”

"Wow... Commander," Jim raised his eyebrows slightly. An expression of surprise, half amusement "So you're telling me you're disobeying my orders?"

"Of course not," Spock turned away from the handsome face that was closer than usual. Pretend to read the report on the screen. In my head I tried to consider all the logic that it would take to grab the person standing next to me smiling defiantly and do what half of my humanity wanted to do. What negative effects might it cause? "I'm just suggesting Because in my opinion

Your orders lately have not seemed reasonable.”

“Doesn't that make sense?” The person standing behind his chair chuckled in his throat. The pressure on the back of the chair was gone. Spock was almost relieved. If in the next second the chair he was sitting on was not turned to face the blonde-haired owner directly. The young Vulcan did his best to keep his expression suspicious as the stubborn captain leaned down.

He braced both hands against the armrests of his chair, not giving Spock a chance to escape. And he'll bring his charming face closer to me.

So close....that he could smell a faint scent. Clearly from Jim

"Still not used to it, Spock..." A sweet smile lit up his lips. "I've always been this irrational," Spock breathed erratically as Jim's fingertips traced the edge of the armrest. up on the back of his hand Even he himself had just noticed how tightly he was clenching his hands on the armrests.

Jim stopped moving as soon as he saw that reaction. Blue eyes flickered up to meet his eyes. The bright blue color that he used to compare to a sky full of stars now seemed to be smoldering, as if it were covered with a dark mist, and there was also a hint of teasing, half-challenging.

Jim slowly traced the tips of his fingers on the back of his hand.

The young Vulcan's body was tall and strong. A heat that he had never felt before but knew what it was coursed throughout his body. Exhaled through a hot breath Spock closed his eyes. He said in a voice that sounded like he was holding back.

“I considered the situation and your strange orders. You have tried to touch my hand 31 times, that is, every chance you get. That means you must already know that a Vulcan's body has spots they don't want untouched.”

Jim made a noise in his throat. But he still didn't stop dragging his fingers agitatedly across the back of his hand. His large hand clenched so tightly that the armrest almost cracked in his hand.

"If you already knew I don't understand why you keep doing this. Vulcan emotions aren't something you can take for granted, Jim," Spock called out Jim's nickname. It worked. Jim stopped moving and tilted his head to look at him, smiling. Waiting to hear what Spock has to say next.

A large hand slid out from under a smaller one. Grab at shoulder width. Then push the taller figure back just enough to get out of a dangerous distance for him. Spock regained control of his breathing. before speaking in a serious tone

Vulcans don't lie. Therefore, once the word is spoken, it is necessary to explain it to the end.

“I can't find an exact timeline to confirm with you. But if based on the study of human behavior and from the information that I already have...."

Spock looked up and met Jim's eyes. “I have feelings for you in a different way than anyone else. That's why every time you touch My mental state would become unstable. My logic and reasoning were seriously disturbed by your identity. It's not just your hands, Jim, it's everything. Your status that I have given you is not just another human being who happened to meet you.

Not a former military student who ever cheated on an exam. But it's more than that... More than the status of the captain of the starship And more than the type of relationship that you define as a close friend.... If I were to give a simple summary using the same basic language as you.”

A flash of seriousness and determination in those dark brown eyes that he had previously branded as emotionless caused the young captain to freeze. The defiant smile slowly faded. For a second, Jim felt as if the entire moment had stopped. Even though I already knew that there was no way it was possible. Because we are on a spaceship in the middle of the vastness of space.

....but he felt that way. Before it started moving forward again When Spock continued his confession-like words, in a soft voice Yet he heard it clearly.

".... I love you, Jim."

Spock prepared to receive Jim's different expression. In case the captain reacts negatively to his confession. But what was happening in front of him was completely opposite. His face was slender and sharp, with a tinge of red from the skin of his cheeks, spreading to his entire face and small ears. His wide eyes trembled with shock and unexpectedness for a moment. Before his full lips slowly revealed a wide smile that reached into his eyes.

....Blue eyes that shone with happiness, shyness, and full of emotions different from his own, it was as if a blue nebula flowed through them, attracting his gaze. Eyes that Spock could never easily look away from. It was like he could look at it forever.

"I thought you weren't going to talk anymore..." His fingertips touched the skin of his cheek. The captain's smile was so sweet that the Vulcan, who was known for being emotionless, could hardly breathe.

"You say that like you already know?" Spock wrapped his arms around his waist, forcing him closer than before. There was no request for permission when some feeling in his human part was telling him. The captain probably thought the same thing about him. And then Spock felt as if he could hear the threads of his initially fragile patience snapping. When his stubborn captain licked his lips and raised his eyebrows in challenge.

“You're not the only one who keeps an eye on the people you like. Now stop talking and kiss me. This is an order.”

The young Vulcan smiled slightly. "As you wish, Captain," finished the sentence. A large hand slid from his waist up to the back of his neck and gently pressed the person on his lap to lower his head. Jim's face moved closer and closer with his strength until Spock could see nothing but bright blue eyes closed.

The Vulcan captain felt his warm breath on his lips. But it was only a split second before he closed his eyes. He tilted his face and pressed his lips against his full mouth.

The soft touch Yun received made what he was trying to control go even harder than before. Jim's lips were soft and... sweet? Astonishingly Even though I am 100 percent sure that the human mouth has no taste. Curious(?), Spock inserted his heated tongue as soon as Jim opened his mouth during the kiss. The person on his lap was slightly startled.

But soon he threw himself close and wrapped his arms around Spock's neck. His soft tongue flicked teasingly. His hips pressed into his lap until something he was trying to suppress began to act. which even if he is happy But in truth, Vulcans shouldn't show their intimate feelings towards their partner in an intimate setting. Even though Jim was a man just like him.

Thinking like that, Spock pushed his small shoulder away. He responded to Jim's curious, emotion-filled gaze with a formal tone. “Ten more minutes until break time ends. All crew members stationed on the ship's bridge leave the dining room about five minutes early. They will arrive soon. I'm afraid it wouldn't be appropriate for us to…” before he could finish speaking. The person on his lap spoke up first.

"So where do you think we should go?"

Spock glanced at the automatic door. There was still no sound of footsteps. “For me, the most suitable private place is a private room.”

But the Vulcan ship's captain raised an eyebrow when he turned around and saw the captain frowning. “Is it a bedroom? Damn, this young Vulcanian's taste in choosing places is really dull.”

"Is it dull? I think most humans think of the bedroom first." Spock frowned. Gave a look that said he needed further explanation urgently. But he seemed to have forgotten something. The young Vulcan sucked in a breath as the man on his lap spread a smile without saying a word.

The man in front of him was James T. Kirk.

Before Spock could grab him and fight him in a manner that was both annoying and adorable. Jim had already climbed off his lap. Spock heard several pairs of footsteps approaching. before the automatic door opens Several crew members slowly came to sit in their positions while chatting about miscellaneous matters. Jim walked over to greet everyone with his usual cheerful smile.

When he was sure he had greeted everyone, he patted Sulu on the shoulder. “Mr. Sulu, act in my place for a moment. It seems I forgot some documents in the guest room."

The black haired young man nodded, “Yes, but a moment later our ship received a greeting signal from a planet not far away. to negotiate peace How much time will you give me?"

"Oh..." The young man raised his hand and rubbed his lips in thought. Secretly making eye contact with the owner of the sharp, dark brown eyes that were already looking at himself. before smiling mischievously "Give me time... Fifteen minutes is enough.”

"Yes sir." Sulu turned to set the timer. The captain chuckled. before walking out the automatic door with a casual expression. Without turning to look at or send a sign to Spock.

But another special ability of the half-Vulcan sailboat. It's about guessing the heart of his stubborn captain.

Spock pretended to review the report for a while longer. Then slide it closed, even though it was still only halfway done. Get up and walk behind the person who walked out first in a calm manner. Until no one noticed except Uhura who was sitting next to her. The woman tilted her head to look at Spock's back, which had disappeared. before turning his attention to his own work with a smile on his face in a good mood

It's no doubt that soon there will be new chatter throughout the entire enterprise. No need to guess how shocked it will be to everyone :)

FIN

Talk :

It was caused by watching Star Trek on the mono channel and showing reruns, so the third time I had my bulge break, haha.

Even though I posted the fic a year later than everyone else, I don't care!!!(?)

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(P.S. Spock is very difficult to write, haha. I'm secretly afraid that I'll go off the rails while writing this. I hope you like Khun Ton Ruea with a calm face in my style.)

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