Threesomes Are Illogical
Spock glanced up from his tricorder and saw the captain wandering away from the group. Spock sighed. Not again.
He made sure his tricorder was secure around his neck and that his flashlight was on before following after Jim. The Vulcan soon found him in a field not too far from the rest of the landing party. He stopped and watched as Jim looked to the night sky and took in a deep breath. Jim then laid down on the ground and put his hands behind his head.
Spock arched a brow and walked closer until he was standing over Jim. He turned off the flashlight and looked down as Jim looked up and met his gaze.
“No arrows, Spock,” Jim chuckled.
“Not yet at least,” Spock replied. “It is not logical to wander from the group. Especially in the dark.”
“We’re what…fifty feet away? Spock, I’m fine. I just wanted to lay down and look at the stars.”
Spock looked up to the sky.
“They’re beautiful from here, aren’t they?” Jim asked.
“Indeed.” He then looked down when he felt Jim touch his leg.
Jim smiled. “Come lay next to me.”
Spock glanced back to where the away team was, then nodded. “Just for a moment, Jim.”
“Yeah, just for a moment. Let your science minions ogle the plants.”
Spock laid down on the ground next to Jim and made himself comfortable. “The plants and some rocks appear to glow in the dark in this location. It is quite fascinating.”
“It is cool, but I like up there better,” Jim told him, waving a hand up to the sky.
Spock looked up and noted the bright stars and the planet’s two moons.
“That’s our ship,” Jim pointed to a spot in the sky.
“Indeed.”
Jim smiled and then moved his finger to another spot in the sky. “And that’s where we will be heading as soon as we’re done here.”
“Pavaxis III.”
“Yep. Home to the newly warp-capable people, the Pavaxi.” Jim turned his head to face Spock. “We get to negotiate terms of their joining the Federation.”
“I am aware,” Spock responded, looking to Jim; their faces a few inches from each other. “I did read the brief.”
“I know you did. You’re the best first officer in the fleet.”
“Thank you, Captain.”
Jim smiled then looked away, back up to the stars. “We’re also going to New Vulcan in a month or so.”
Spock stared at the side of Jim’s head before looking back to the stars. “My parents inform me that the planet is similar to Vulcan, but…”
“It’s not home?”
“Negative. It is slowly becoming home to them and the survivors, though. I do not believe I will ever consider it to be my home.”
“The Enterprise is our home,” Jim said, slowly moving two fingers to touch against the back of Spock’s hand. The spot where they touched tingled, a thing which Jim actually liked but didn’t know how Spock felt about it. Spock enjoyed the contact but Jim moved the fingers away to grab on to Spock’s shirt sleeve and tug.
“So tell me about Vulcan. Not the new one, but tell me about growing up,” Jim asked.
Spock glanced to Jim before beginning, “I was born on Stardate 2230.06 at my parent’s home on the edge of the Vulcan forge…”
Jim chuckled and shook his head, interrupting the Vulcan. “Spock, are you going to tell me your whole life story?”
“You requested that I inform you of growing up on Vulcan. Does that not start with my birth?”
“I bet you were a big ass baby,” Jim said with a smile, turning to Spock.
“My weight at birth was nine pounds ten ounces.”
Jim laughed, “Oh god. Poor Amanda. You owe your mom an apology for being such a big ass baby.”
Spock internally sighed. “Next time we speak I will apology even though I had no control at all over my birthweight as a newborn.”
Jim nodded. “Good. Now, how about you skip to…age five?”
“So you do not wish to know what my first words were,” Spock asked, looking to Jim, his eyes twinkling in amusement.
“Don’t need to ask. I already know it was ‘illogical’,” Jim replied with a grin. “That or ‘mama’.”
Spock looked away from Jim, the tips of his ears tinted green. Jim’s grin got bigger as he sat up on his elbow and looked to the Vulcan.
“I’m right, aren’t I? I bet it was 'illogical'.”
“My first words were ‘mama’ and ‘rai’. Illogical did not join my vocabulary until several months later.”
“What’s ‘rai’ mean? Dad?”
“No.”
Jim raised a brow.
Spock met Jim’s gaze. “Rai means 'no' in Vulcan.”
Jim smiled and nodded. “Cute. Alright so keep talking.” Jim laid back down and grabbed Spock’s shirt covered wrist and tugged. “Any pets?”
“We had a sehlat…” Spock then trailed on about I-Chaya and his life growing up on Vulcan as Jim laid beside him and listened intently.
Several minutes later, Spock was in the middle of telling Jim about the bullies on Vulcan which made Jim upset. He was about to turn and cuddle up against Spock to comfort him when he heard footsteps approach. He internally groaned as he wanted to stay under the stars with Spock for longer and keep talking.
We were making progress here! Jim fussed internally.
“Dammit, Jim,” Bones’ voice gripped from several feet away. “You need to stop wandering off.”
“I wandered off like ten minutes ago,” Jim responded to his friend. He was about to sit up when he noticed that his and Spock’s hands had someone become intertwined. Jim and Spock both blushed as they quickly took their hands away and stood up to face Bones.
Bones eyed them then shook his head. “C’mon. The shuttle’s ready to go and you’re apparently the pilot, Jim.”
Jim nodded then started to walk towards his friend. “At least I didn’t get hit with any arrows…umph—” Jim made a noise as he fell face first to the ground.
“You tripped, Captain,” Spock informed him, walking over to stand beside the fallen blonde. “There was a glowing rock that you apparently did not notice.”
Jim picked his head up and gave his XO a ‘no shit’ look.
A few days later, Jim stood in the transporter room and adjusted the collar on his formal uniform. He wasn’t overly fond of schmoozing newcomers into the federation although it was fun meeting new species. He’d rather be out exploring with Spock…and the crew.
He placed his hat on his head as Spock, Uhura, Chekov, Bones, and a couple security officers entered the room and came over to the transporter pad.
“Captain,” Spock greeted, taking his place next to him.
Jim looked over Spock and thought he looked damn fine in his uniform. Jim smiled then looked away.
“Ready to go everyone?” He asked.
“Aye, Captain,” was the response. He nodded to the crew members behind the transporter controls.
“Energize.”
“Chancellor Iryk,” Jim greeted, bowing his head slightly in respect. He then straightened up and met the Pavaxi’s gaze. The Pavaxi were a tall humanoid race with light purple skin and green speckled eyes. Iryk was a foot taller than Jim with long black hair that had light green streaks through it.
Iryk smiled at Jim before quickly approaching and wrapping the Captain in a big hug. “You honor us with your presence, Captain Kirk!”
Jim stilled and allowed the Chancellor to hug him and lift him off the ground for a few moments then let him down.
“It is my honor,” Jim said.
“Come,” Iryk said. “Introductions shall be made to the negotiation council, we will discuss the terms and then we feast!”
“A feast sounds lovely.”
Jim introduced his crew with him to Iryk and the council and watched them all, all but Spock, get big hugs. Iryk said he was fascinated by Earth and the new species they had learned about since becoming warp-capable. He tried a Vulcan salute but his fingers wouldn’t cooperate. Jim smiled at his slightly puzzled expression.
“Father, the food for the feast is nearly complete,” a beautiful, young Pavaxi female said, coming into the room and walking over to Iryk. She had a long, thin, flowing gown and short black hair tinged with a purple streak. She was about the same height as Jim as she stood in front of him.
Iryk nodded to her then turned to Jim. “Captain Kirk, may I introduce my youngest daughter Tyrxa by my third wife.”
She’s cute, Jim thought as Tyrxa stood next to her father and smiled at Jim.
“Tryxa, a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” Jim greet, bowing his head.
“Captain Kirk,” she replied before looking him over then leaving the room. Jim watched her go before turning back to Iryk.
“So negotiating?” Jim asked.
“Of course.”
Spock eyed the chancellor’s daughter as she left the room. How dare she look at his t’hy’la with lustful eyes? He kept back a growl as he turned away from where Tyrxa had departed and moved over to stand next to his mate.
I will keep next to him during the feast to make sure Tyrxa stays away, Spock told himself as everyone started sitting for the negotiation.
Keeping next to Jim was easier said than done as the negotiations halted for the evening so that they could feast. When they entered the grand hall, Spock and the crew were separated to various tables to network and mingle with the various Pavaxi in attendance.
Spock took his seat that gave him a perfect view of where Jim was sitting next to the chancellor and his daughter. Spock clenched his fists under the table and reluctantly looked away as Tyrxa leaned close to Jim and told him something that made Jim laugh.
Jim was enjoying the feast. The food was good. The company was good; really good, but he hated that Spock was so far away.
We’ve been doing this friends with benefits thing for a few months now, Jim thought. I love him, but…he doesn’t love me.
He internally sighed, getting a bit sad at the thought that perhaps he and Spock would only have something physical together.
“Captain, you will be staying overnight, correct?” Tyrxa asked, smiling at him.
Jim looked to her and smiled back. “I believe so. We will need to finalize the negotiations tomorrow.”
Tyrxa scooted her chair closer and placed a hand to Jim’s thigh. “I have prepared a grand suite for you.”
Jim looked to the hand then to Tyrxa. Her speckled eyes were shining expectantly at him.
She wants to…okay. Okay. Why not? Spock and I are just friends with benefits and that’s not a monogamous arrangement. He could do it with whomever he wants and I could do the same. I could. I am.
Jim leaded closer to the chancellor’s daughter and gave her his best flirty look. He placed his hand on hers and guided it on his thigh. “I’d love it if you could show me to my suite, Tyrxa.”
She grinned back and nodded. “It would be my pleasure.”
Spock tried keeping his gaze away from Jim’s table and focused on the conversation with a Pavaxi delegate. He nodded to something trivial the delegate said then something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye.
He glanced over in time to see Tyrxa leading Jim out of the hall by his hand. Spock couldn’t keep back a growl.
“Are you well, young man?” the delegate asked.
Spock nodded. “I am. Please excuse me for a moment.”
“Of course.”
Spock then stood up and headed towards where Jim and the harlot had exited.
Jim tried getting into it as Tyrxa started peppering his neck with kisses and rubbing up against him. He forced a smile as they walked towards the suite.
“I have been looking forward to having someone so exotic in my bed,” Tyrxa purred. “Or a bed.”
Jim’s forced smile got a little bigger. “Me too.”
I can’t do this, Jim told himself. This isn’t right. Why doesn’t this feel right? Spock and I aren’t…we’re not together together, but this feels like a betrayal. God, you’re fucked Jim.
He paused and turned to face Tyrxa. “Look, I don’t think…” Jim then heard footsteps stop near them. They turned and saw Spock standing not too far away from them.
“Spock,” Jim said, smiling at the Vulcan. “You following us?”
Spock looked from Tyrxa to Jim and nodded. “I wished to make sure you were alright, Captain.”
“He’s perfect,” Tyrxa told Spock.
“Yeah, I’m…good…I mean,” Jim then bit his lip, getting a stupid idea in his head. He looked to Tyrxa. “What do you think about him joining us?”
Tyrxa looked over Spock then shrugged. “He’s not as exotic as you, but if that is what you desire then he may join us.”
“Join you?” Spock questioned.
Jim turned to Spock and saw the Vulcan had a raised brow. “The three of us, Spock. In the suite…together.” God Jim what are you doing? Stop! “Do you want to join us?” Say no, Spock! Say no!
Spock blinked then nodded. “That is acceptable. Where is the suite?”
“Just here,” Tyrxa said before leading them a few feet away to a majestic door. She opened it and they all entered with Spock closing the door behind them.
The suite was indeed grand, Jim noted. The bed was big enough for the whole away team and then some. Jim swallowed at seeing the big bed and Tyrxa walking towards it. He looked away and saw an open door leading to a big bathroom.
“I need a minute,” Jim blurted out, causing Spock and Tyrxa to look at him. “I just need to freshen up a bit before we…have fun.” Jim walked to the door and before he entered he turned to them. “Ya’ll get started first and I’ll jump in when I come out. In just a minute. Okay?”
Tyrxa nodded as Jim entered the bathroom and shut the door behind him. He leaned back against the door and cursed at himself.
What the fuck, Jim? What are you doing?
Maybe by the time they get started and I see them, I’ll be ready to go.
But then Spock would be touching her…and I don’t want that. He should just be touching me.
Dammit, Jim!
Spock looked to the closed bathroom door then started taking off his jacket.
“Your ears are odd and you are not as pleasing to the eye as the captain, but I believe we shall still have fun,” Tyrxa said, as she was about to slip off her dress.
“Leave,” Spock growled, tossing his jacket over a nearby chair.
“Excuse me?”
Spock advanced on Tyrxa. “Leave us. Now.”
“The captain…”
“Leave us,” Spock growled again. “There are other exotic humans with us that may find your company welcoming. Leave.”
Tyrxa huffed then walked around Spock to the door.
“And do not inform anyone that the captain and I are in here,” Spock told her as well.
Tyrxa nodded then left the room, shutting the door behind her. Spock almost smirked before taking off his black undershirt and sitting on the edge of the big bed. He then took off his boots and waited patiently for Jim to come out of the bathroom.
Jim got his nerves settled before slapping on a smile and exiting the bathroom. His smile fell as he found the room empty except for a shirtless Spock sitting on the bed.
“Um…where’s Tyrxa?” Jim asked, walking over to Spock and standing in front of him.
“I removed my jacket and shirt then she decided to leave.”
That’s weird, but thank goodness! “Ah, that sucks.”
“It is what it is. She stated that my appearance was not as pleasing as yours and that my ears are odd.”
Jim’s jaw dropped, “Bitch. What is she blind? You’re gorgeous and you’re ears are adorable!”
“Thank you, Jim. I find you to be quite aesthetically pleasing as well.”
Jim smiled then stepped closer. Spock spread his legs and Jim stood between them and wrapped his arms around Spock’s neck.
“Well it’s her loss.”
“Indeed. I am sorry if you are disappointed that the three of us…”
“Spock, no, its fine. She probably wouldn’t have been fun for us anyway.”
“I did not find her form arousing in the slightest.”
Jim nodded then leaned forward and licked the shell of Spock’s ear up to the tip. Spock groaned at the contact as Jim nibbled at the tip.
“We have this big bed to ourselves,” Jim said into Spock’s ear.
“Affirmative.”
“How about I give you a blow job first, to make up for her saying you’re not pleasing?”
“That would be acceptable.”
Jim grinned then suckled on the ear tip for a moment before dropping down to his knees.
Spock woke up in the morning and found Jim cuddled up against him. He allowed a small smile and hugged Jim closer.
Mine.
Spock closed his eyes to relish in the last few moments before he needed to wake up Jim when he heard the door handle jiggle. He shot up in the bed and quickly pulled covers and a pillow over Jim and hoped whoever entered didn’t think anyone was under them.
Spock turned his head in time to see McCoy open the door.
“Ah, Spock!” Bones gripped before closing his eyes then opening them to stare at a bare chested Spock. “I thought Jim was in here.”
“No,” Spock lied. “I am in here.”
“I can see that. Do you know where Jim is then? I thought I saw him leave with the chancellor’s daughter but I saw her and Pavel leave a room together this morning.”
“I do not know the current location of the captain,” Spock said as he felt Jim bite his hip under the covers.
Bone sighed. “Alright. Well, hurry up and get dressed. Jim’s around here somewhere and I could use some help locating him.”
Spock didn’t make a move, only stared at Bones.
“What?” Bones asked.
“Please exit the room so I may get dressed.”
Bones rolled his eyes then left. When the door clicked shut, Jim let out a laugh as he pushed away the covers and pillows on top of him.
Spock stared down at the blonde and arched a brow. “What is humorous?”
“Vulcans not being able to lie,” Jim laughed out.
Spock shook his head then reached a hand out and tweaked one of Jim’s pert nipples. Jim made a noise and batted Spock’s hand away.
“Hey, none of that while Bones is on the other side of the door,” Jim told him before sitting up and rubbing a hand to his nipple. “Besides, you played with them enough last night. You’re cut off from them.”
Spock got out of the bed and proceeded to get dressed. “I find the noises you make when they are touched to be most arousing.”
Jim stuck his tongue out at him. “Just get out of here so I can sneak out. We have to finish the negotiations.”
Spock nodded and finished getting dressed before turning and heading for the door. He paused as he reached for the handle and looked to Jim with a raised brow.
Jim sighed then laid back down and pulled the covers over himself. Spock was internally amused as he opened the door and saw Bones standing there waiting.
“Ready to go find Jim?” Bones asked.
“Yes, although I am sure he is nearby and we will find him shortly,” Spock replied before stepping out of the room and shutting the door behind him.