Friends With Benefits For Idiots

After Spock was in his room, Jim went into the bathroom and got into the shower.  He stood under the shower head and let the water wash over him, calming him down from what had just transpired in his room.

“I just had sex,” Jim said a little stunned. “Amazing, fantastic sex. With Spock.”

Jim closed his eyes and remembered the conversation leading to him and his first officer agreeing to start a friends with benefits situation. Jim had only become horny because he had watched Spock lecture his science minions about some new experiment and Jim really liked Spock’s lecture tone. A lot.

Dammit, Jim, he fussed at himself. You love Spock and now you’ve fucked things up.  Friends with benefits never work out.

Yes they do, argued with himself. Feelings develop…you love him so maybe he’ll fall in love with you.

Jim opened his eyes and shook his head. Like he’d fall in love with me. Nobody falls in love with me.

He turned off the water and got out of the shower. He quickly dried himself off then went into his room and put his pajamas on.  He pulled the top cover off the bed as he’d soiled it earlier while Spock was fucking him. Jim grabbed another blanket from his closet then laid down on his bed.  He turned over and smelled the other pillow that Spock had rested his head on briefly. 

He smells good. Jim then sighed and turned onto his back and stared up at the ceiling. “Alright, Jim.  You and Spock will be friends with benefits. Nothing more.  No love. You can do this. You can have awesome sex with Spock without him knowing you fucking love him.”

No you can’t, his subconscious replied.

“Shut up,” Jim fussed before turning back over and cuddling the Spock smelling pillow. He closed his eyes to go to sleep. Should’ve let him stay and cuddle.

Jim had, amazingly, slept great. No bad dreams plagued him which he was happy for.  He woke up and found he was still cuddling the pillow and even had a corner in his mouth as if he’d been chewing on it in his sleep.  Jim removed his mouth and stared at the offending pillow before pushing it away and getting out of bed.  He stood up and stretched, loving the slight ache in his backside from the great sex with Spock.

Wish I had let him stay last night, Jim thought as he walked to the bathroom.  He paused before the door and heard noises from inside indicating Spock was using their shared bathroom. 

Jim debated giving Spock his space but he really wanted to see the Vulcan and maybe discuss another rendezvous.

Instead of knocking, Jim just slid the door opened and entered.

Spock turned to him from where he stood at the sink in just his underwear, brushing his teeth.

Why does he have to be so cute? Jim wondered before smiling at Spock, whose hair was slightly messed up and not styled in its signature bowlcut. “Morning, Spock.”

Spock inclined his head then turned back to finish brushing his teeth. 

“So, I was thinking…about last night,” Jim said.

Spock rinsed his mouth out then put his toothbrush away. “Do you not wish to continue our new friendship arrangement?”

Jim shook his head. “No, nothing like that. I just…well…maybe we should come up with a code.”

“A code?” Spock asked turning towards Jim.

Jim kept himself from glancing down Spock’s chest. “Yeah, a code so we would know if one of us was in the mood and wanted…benefits.” Jim, you sound like an idiot. Just tell him you love him.

“That is logical,” Spock said.  “What do you have in mind?”

Jim smiled. “I don’t really know.  How about…chess?”

“Chess?” Spock questioned, raising a brow.

Jim nodded and stepped a little closer to his friend. “Like if we were on the bridge and one of us wanted to ‘do it’ after shift, we could just asked each other ‘Hey, wanna play chess later?’”

Jim watched as Spock thought about it then the Vulcan said, “What if one of us actually wants to play chess?”

Jim laughed. “Right, of course.  We do like our chess games.”

“Indeed.”

“Um…how about saying 3D chess then?”

“Acceptable,” Spock said after a moment.  The Vulcan then turned and headed for the door leading to his bathroom.  He paused just as the door slid open and looked back to Jim. “How often are you amenable to playing 3D chess?”

All day, every day, you can have me whenever you want, Spock, Jim thought before shrugging. “I don’t know.  I think I’m good for a little while.  But, I mean, if you were in the mood then I could definitely get into the mood as well.”

Spock nodded. “I will see you on the bridge, Jim.”

“Not going to eat breakfast?”

“I have several experiments I need to check on before shift.”

“Alright, but try and eat something.”

“Of course,” Spock said before nodding and turning to leave.

Jim lifted his hand and gave Spock a little wave goodbye.  When the door closed behind Spock, leaving Jim alone in the bathroom, the blonde slapped that hand to his forehead.

Idiot.

Jim carefully sat down across from Bones in the mess hall for breakfast and smiled at his friend.

“Morning,” Jim greeted him.

“Mornin’,” Bones grumbled back.

Jim chuckled. “Why so grumpy?”

“Coffee tastes like shit.”

“It always tastes like shit, but you and I and almost everyone else on the ship still drink it.”

“Doesn’t mean I like it.”

Jim rolled his eyes before starting in on his replicated waffles and eggs. It wasn’t the best, but Jim found it tolerable.

“Where’s the hobgoblin?”

Jim looked to his friend with a mouthful of food and shrugged.

“Don’t you two lovebirds do everything together?”

Jim swallowed and narrowed his eyes at Bones. “We’re not lovebirds.”

“The last time you were drunk with me, you went on and on about how great Spock is and that he’s cute…”

“SHHH!” Jim hissed at his friend before looking around to make sure no crew members had heard. “You don’t blab about something a friend says while drunk, Bones.”

Bones shook his head. “You blabbed to Carol that I liked her.”

“I was still drunk when I told her. You are completely sober right now.  At least I hope you are.  Do we need to have a talk?”

“Of course not,” Bones grumbled. “Jim, I love ya, kid. I just want you to stop mooning over the hobgoblin and getting upset every time he and Uhura spend time together.”

“I don’t get upset,” Jim nearly whined. “I just…they’re not together anymore, why do they still have to be friendly.”

At least you’re sleeping with him, Jim. He’s all yours. No hers. And you are so not jealous...wait who said anything about being jealous because you so are not jealous.

Bones shook his head. “Last shore leave you got upset because they were hanging out so you made up a story about having a threesome.”

“He and I were supposed to check out a museum but Uhura suggested the night club with everybody.  And I did not make up having a threesome.”

Bones gave him an ‘oh really?’ look before asking, “What were their names?”

Jim stumbled for a response but instead ended up muttering, “I could have a threesome.”

“You’ve never had a threesome.”

“I almost did once. I had these two Caitian girls in my bed right after that volcano incident with Spock.”

“And you didn’t seal the deal because…?” Bones asked.

Jim looked away and mumbled to himself.

“I’m sorry, Princess. What was that?”

Jim looked back to Bones with a grumpy expression. “I may have run them off by talking about Spock a lot. But, in my defense, I had just saved his ass from that volcano instead of leaving him to die. I was entitled to bitch about him.”

“Did you bitch or go on about how you can’t live without him…”

Jim shushed his friend before shaking his head. “Anyway, back to your point about me being upset cuz Spock hangs out with Uhura…I don’t get upset.  I’m happy.”

“Well take your happy ass to Spock and tell him you love…”

Jim interrupted Bones again by shushing him. He then stood up with his tray of food. “I don’t…I mean I sort of, but…he doesn’t…and it’s not like I do relationships all that well.  So…yeah…I’ll see you later, Bones.”

Bones grumbled to himself about idiot captains as Jim walked away.

Near the end of shift, Jim started getting a little antsy.  He kept glancing back to Spock at his station then quickly looking away whenever Spock would turn his head towards him.

It’s too soon to do it again, Jim thought.  He probably isn’t up for it.

Jim internally groaned and drummed his fingers on the arm rest of his chair. Spock was just so great in bed.  Jim felt Lil Captain Kirk start to stir in his pants so he crossed his legs and tried to push all thoughts of Spock, his gorgeous thick green cock, and how Spock was in control last night.

Think of something else, Jim. Sulu with his plants…Cupcake in a bikini…Klingons in thongs…Bones and tribbles…tribbles in tiny lingerie…

“Captain.”

Jim nearly jumped in his seat at suddenly finding Spock standing next to his chair.

“Captain, are you well?” Spock asked, looking down at him and arching a brow.

Jim licked his lips. Spock was able to pick up on his arousal last night, maybe he was doing it now. “I’m good, Mr. Spock.  Just got lost in thought for a moment.”

“I see,” Spock said before Jim noticed his nostrils flare slightly.  “Would you care for a game of 3D chess later?”

“Yes,” Jim nearly groaned before coughing to cover it.  “Yes, Mr. Spock, 3D chess sounds great.”

Jim was in ecstasy.  He had made it through his shift on the bridge, dinner, and an unexpected incident down in engineering that required his attention.  When he had gotten back to his quarters Spock was waiting and he practically pounced on the Vulcan.

Now, he was naked and laying propped up on a mound of soft pillows with his legs up and wrapped around Spock’s waist as the Vulcan thrust into him. 

“Spock…god you’re amazing,” Jim moaned out, clenching around Spock’s thick cock.

“So you’ve said,” Spock grunted back before and nipping at Jim’s neck then licking at the spot.

“Don’t leave marks,” Jim told him then mewled when Spock’s double-ridges brushed against his sweet spot.  He tightened his legs around the Vulcan and grabbed Spock’s head, bringing his mouth to his for a heated kiss that was all tongue. 

“Ahh…so close…” Jim groaned into Spock’s mouth as the Vulcan picked up speed and fucked Jim just a little bit harder.

Spock released Jim’s cock and removed his mouth from Jim’s to trail kisses and nips to Jim’s neck then his collarbone.

“No marks,” Jim scolded; reaching a hand to Spock’s ear and pinching the tip.

Spock growled into his neck and bit down slightly harder causing Jim to make a lovely undignified sound.  Jim pushed on Spock’s chest to get him to stop moving.

Spock growled again and stopped his thrusts.  He sat up and rested on his knees, cock still buried in Jim. He raised an eyebrow down at the blonde as breathed heavily through his nose.

“I like the bites, yes, but marks are hard to cover,” Jim told him, running his hands thru the hair on Spock’s chest.  Jim then stuck his tongue out at him as Spock raised another brow. “Unless you want to steal a dermal regenerator from medbay…no more marks.”

Jim watched as Spock thought about it then the Vulcan nodded. “I do not have to steal one. I have one in my quarters.”

“Seriously? Why?”

“Would you like to discuss that now or can we continue?” Spock asked, extenuating his point by circling his hips.  Jim’s eyes rolled back as his prostate was brushed against.

“Continue please,” Jim moaned, blinking and focusing his eyes on Spock who had a hint of a smirk on his face.

Before he started thrusting again, Spock had leaned down and nipped at one of Jim’s pert nipples that were sensitive.  Jim whimpered as the Vulcan started to lick and suck at the other nipple.

Jim grabbed Spock’s biceps and moved his ass back against Spock; clenching around the lovely thick cock in him.  He grinned when Spock’s chest rumbled in a low growl.

Spock sat up slightly and kissed Jim before moving his hips and thrusting into the blonde.  His thrusts turned harder and faster.  Jim felt he was in heaven as his climax drew closer.  He grabbed Spock around the neck and pulled him down to kiss.  Spock kept up the hard thrusts and pounded at Jim’s spot over and over.  Jim broke the kiss and whined, tightening his legs around Spock’s waist again and arching his back. He went to grab at his own cock so that he could finally cum but Spock grabbed both of his hands and held them above his head with one of his hands.

“Don’t touch,” Spock growled out and nipped at Jim’s bottom lip.

“Please, Spock…I’m so…ahhhh yesss…so close,” Jim moaned out as Spock continued to fuck him hard and fast.

Spock growled in response and nailed Jim’s prostate.

Jim cried out Spock’s name and came, emptying himself onto his and Spock’s stomachs.  Spock followed soon after, groaning out something in Vulcan.  Jim felt the Vulcan empty himself deep inside him and he loved it.

Jim laid there panting and pulled his arms down from Spock’s grip.  He reached out to cradle Spock’s cheek as he held himself above Jim, and lightly panted too, still seated inside the blonde.

“I think we’re like the best friends with benefits,” Jim said a bit breathlessly.

“Indeed,” Spock agreed. He turned his cheek to nuzzle into Jim’s hand before moving away and removing himself from Jim. 

Make him stay, Jim fussed at himself.  Change the rules! Cuddle!

As Spock got out of bed and pulled on his pants, Jim sat up and pulled some of the blanket over his waist.

“Hey?” Jim asked.

Spock turned to him and arched a brow.  

He’s adorable when he does that. “What are you and your science minions doing down in the labs?”

“Experiments,” Spock replied simply, pulling on his black undershirt. Spock then reached down and picked up his blue shirt.

“Yeah, but what?”

Spock looked down at his science shirt in his hand. Jim bit his bottom lip and thought Spock probably just wants to leave.

“I mean…we usually talk after shift during dinner, but we didn’t today. And then after the incident in engineering we sort of just jumped right into bed,” Jim told him.  He wanted to keep Spock in the room. He really didn’t like having Spock just leave right after they have sex. It felt wrong. “So what’s up down in the labs?”

Spock nodded and sat down on the edge of Jim’s bed, “We have been working on…”

Jim smiled as Spock started to go on about the experiments.

He asked Spock a question about the type of equipment he's using in the lab and got a little giddy inside when Spock looked slightly surprised, as he usually did when Jim revealed that he was, indeed, a smarty pants. 

As Spock answered his question, Jim thought, his is nice. I actually do like talking about his science stuff.  Wonder if he and Uhura talked about this stuff.

“What do you and Uhura do?” Jim then blurted out before realizing it.  He groaned internally as Spock stopped talking and stared at him.

“What do we do?” Spock questioned.

“Yeah, I mean…ya’ll dated and now you’re just friends. Right?”

“We were friends before our romantic relationship. We ended our romantic relationship because we realized we were better friends and I was unable to…fulfill her emotional needs.”

Jim nodded. “Well that’s good that you’re able to remain friends.”

“Just friends, though,” Spock told him. “We do not have a benefits arrangement that you and I have.”

“Oh good.  I mean if ya’ll did then that would be fine...I guess.”  Jesus, Jim, stop talking.

“Do you have other friends with benefits?” Spock asked.

Jim chuckled and shook his head. “I told you yesterday that I don’t. I used to back at the academy.”

“I thought you had a boyfriend then. Gary Mitchell.”

Jim groaned and closed his eyes. Gary was an asshole who Jim had tried to be in a relationship with.

“I apologize if mentioning him has upset you,” Spock said.

Jim shook his head and opened his eyes. “I’m alright Spock.  Gary and I dated for a little while. I thought he was what I wanted in a boyfriend but turns out he was a huge asshole. I went to break up with him and found him in bed with someone else.”

“I apo…”

“Don’t apologize, Spock,” Jim told him. “That was like five years ago. I haven’t thought of him since…expect for now.”

Spock nodded then looked away for a moment.  Jim admired his profile and wondered if now was the time to tell him he loved him.  Jim opened his mouth to just blurt it out already when Spock suddenly asked, “How many sexual partners have you had?”

Jim closed his mouth. God dammit! Why, Spock, why?

“Why do you ask?”

Spock looked back to him. “When Uhura and I began engaging in intercourse…” Don’t love him, Jim thought. He’s talking about his ex and I’m still naked. “…we discussed our previous sexual partners.”

“Oh. Oh right, okay…um…I guess,” Jim paused then mentally counted his previous sexual partners. “I know you probably think I have a high number. I know how people have talked about me, but its actually…I think…ten.  Ten people.”

Jim nearly grinned at seeing Spock’s minutely shocked expression. “Yeah, figured you thought it would be a high number.”

“Ten?” Spock questioned.  

Jim nodded. “Yep.”

“Including the two you were involved in a threesome with six point eight three months ago?”

“Shoot, forgot about them,” Because they don’t exist. “I guess twelve then. Still kind of low though.”

“Indeed.”

“What about you? I know Vulcans don’t do casual.”

“You, Uhura, and my ex-bondmate, T’Pring.”

“Three.”

“Yes.”

“And I’m the only guy.”

Spock’s eyes twinkled in amusement. “Yes, you are.”

I like that, Jim thought. The only guy he’s been with. Me.

Spock then stood and walked towards the bathroom.  Jim’s heart sank a bit. He really wanted Spock to stay. 

“I will retrieve the dermal regenerator,” Spock told him before walking into the bathroom.

Jim sighed then got out of bed. He pulled on a pair of pajama pants from his dress before walking into the bathroom and waiting for Spock.  He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled.  Spock really did leave some marks on him.  He reached a hand up and lightly touch a red mark on his neck.

“I apologize for marking you,” Spock said from the doorway to his quarters. Jim turned to him and smiled bigger.

“Its fine, Spock.”

“Fine has…”

“Spock, I liked it,” Jim told him. “As long as you have a dermal regenerator I can use then mark me whenever you want.”

Jim then saw Spock’s nostrils flare and his eyes darken.  Jim raised a brow. “You okay?”

“Yes, Jim,” Spock said, handing out the regenerator. “My mother gave me a first aid pack before the start of our five year mission.”

Jim chuckled and took the regenerator from his friend and began removing Spock’s marks. “That’s cute.  How is she and your dad doing on New Vulcan?”

“They are well.  Mother enjoys spending time with Selik.”

“Spock Prime,” Jim teased.

Spock shook his head as Jim finished up and handed the regenerator back.  Spock took it but instead of putting it back in his room, he opened a down under the sink and placed it there.

“In case you need it again.”

Jim nodded. “I’m sure I will, Mr. Spock.”

“Indeed. Goodnight, Jim.”

Stay! Let’s cuddle! I love you, Jim thought but instead smiled. “Goodnight, Spock.”

Spock stared at him for a moment before turning and leaving the bathroom.  Jim sighed as Spock’s door slid shut, leaving him alone in the bathroom.

I’m an idiot.