“I’m going to try,” he nodded, his hand continuing its lazy path over Tim’s
skin. “It’s my home. And they’re my family. I have to try and go back.” He
was quiet for a beat or two. “I want to take James with me. He thinks he
doesn’t deserve to go there, but he does. But it’s all right. I have time
to figure out a way to convince him. You’re welcome to come too, if you
want. I think planet exploring will suit you.”
He smiled down at Tim, kissing the top of his head.
It's the first time he's gotten an offer like that. Even if it doesn't feel super deserved, it makes Tim smile. "Me too, huh? What am I gonna do on the ship?"
“I think you could keep my security team on their toes,” he chuckled,
drumming his fingers down Tim’s back, playing along his spine. “I think
you’d have fun being on the planet exploration teams.”
"I'm good with research. I'm good with data collection." There's no way Jim has missed the piles of notebooks on Tim's dresser here, his collection of logs since his arrival. "What are you gonna do with James? Are you bringing Shion too?"
“If he wants to come. And James - well I haven’t quite figured that out
yet, but something that will keep him close. If he’ll let me. That or he’ll
cause all kinds of chaos and really that’s just par for the course for a
James Tiberius Kirk of any universe,” he laughed.
“Anyone who wants to come, they’re welcome to. I’ll find someplace for them
and the brass will just have to deal with it. And honestly that won’t even
be the craziest thing I’ve done.”
"That's insane." Tim grins, lifting his head to knit fingers under his chin."What happens if you don't like half the people once you get back home with them? Once you get stuck on a ship with them? It's not like you can send them back to the breeder."
"No, I can't, but the universe is vast. I am sure we can find some place for everyone to be comfortable," he nodded. "I would want you on my ship, though I have the feeling Star Fleet will demand you at least attend the Academy, as is right. But I can pull strings there and get you back on the ship." He nodded to himself. "I did it for Jaylah - she'll start as soon as she can board a ship back to Earth."
"...I have to go home." Tim admits at last, even if Star Fleet sounds fascinating. Even if Academy sounds fascinating. His smile is cooler as he plants his hands on the mattress and pushes up. "I like the offer, though. I've never been to space, but...but I have to go home."
His hands slid to grasp Tim around his biceps, watching him, watching the way his expression cooled. Before Tim could slip away, he shifted and turned them, pinning Tim down to the mattress. Softly he leaned in, kissing his forehead.
"I know. I would turn you down if the offers were reversed," he said gently. "Still, I think you'd look cute in a Security sector uniform."
There's a little bit of warning in the way Jim moves, but Tim still gasps as he's rolled over. Jim's weight between his legs draws a shudder out of him--but Tim breaks into a smile when that kiss lands. His legs lace around Jim's waist, fingers spidering over his knees. "Well, you didn't mention the cute uniform. That changes everything."
"I have it, you know, if you ever wanted to see it," Kirk shifted the angle of his hips, letting more of his weight come down and shallowly rocking back and forth. "The uniform, I mean. Mine's yellow though - command track. You would be in red, which, still, very cute. As we have learned, red a beautiful color on you."
He grinned, only a little wicked, as he leaned in and nipped at his earlobe and down his neck.
"Red's--ah--" His chin tilts up, neck stretching out under Jim's lips. The pressure between his legs, Jim working down his throat are both wonderful distractions from all the negative feelings that crop up when he thinks about this, leaving room only for the sweet stuff: "--Red's the color of my uniform back home, too. S'pretty cute, too, but--but it's basically a--tactical chastity device."
"That is a description I never thought I would hear," he laughed, trying to imagine it and failing, though he kept his focus on working his teeth along Tim's jaw and along his neck, over his shoulder. His hips kept up their subtle grinding and rolling, just enough to bring a pleasant heat of friction without really encouraging either of them to rise to the occasion again. Yet.
Tim laughs, high and breathy, hands sweeping slowly up Jim's sides--following his muscles as they move, pinching in when that friction starts to get a little too encouraging. "I wouldn't exactly call it fun. Think of like--if a--a scuba suit and a race--a racing jacket had a baby. Fuck, Jim--careful."
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“I’m going to try,” he nodded, his hand continuing its lazy path over Tim’s skin. “It’s my home. And they’re my family. I have to try and go back.” He was quiet for a beat or two. “I want to take James with me. He thinks he doesn’t deserve to go there, but he does. But it’s all right. I have time to figure out a way to convince him. You’re welcome to come too, if you want. I think planet exploring will suit you.”
He smiled down at Tim, kissing the top of his head.
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“I think you could keep my security team on their toes,” he chuckled, drumming his fingers down Tim’s back, playing along his spine. “I think you’d have fun being on the planet exploration teams.”
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“If he wants to come. And James - well I haven’t quite figured that out yet, but something that will keep him close. If he’ll let me. That or he’ll cause all kinds of chaos and really that’s just par for the course for a James Tiberius Kirk of any universe,” he laughed.
“Anyone who wants to come, they’re welcome to. I’ll find someplace for them and the brass will just have to deal with it. And honestly that won’t even be the craziest thing I’ve done.”
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"I know. I would turn you down if the offers were reversed," he said gently. "Still, I think you'd look cute in a Security sector uniform."
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He grinned, only a little wicked, as he leaned in and nipped at his earlobe and down his neck.
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"Also sounds like a fun challenge."
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