Yeah IDK... Kirk/Spock drabble
Um, yeah. Obviously I need sleep.
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"Spock..." Jim says slowly.
His Vulcan 'hmm's and doesn't look up from what he's doing.
"You know I love you, right? And that I really appreciate all the awesome kinky things you can do to me?"
"Indeed." Is Spock smirking? He's totally smirking. Bastard.
"But, even if you're totally limber and flexible and stuff, still, just maybe... could you stop that? It kinda freaks me out."
Spock pauses and raises an eyebrow at him. "I am unsure to what particular activity you are refering."
He totally does, Jim just knows it. But Spock doesn't pause in anything he's doing at the moment, just lets his eyebrow smirk, the smirking Vulcan bastard, and... well. Jim's had enough.
"Okay, whatever. Your tentacles are great, and it's awesome that you can operate your PADD and write a report and fold your laundry and repair that other PADD and massage my shoulders and what do you think you are doing with that other tentacle? My nipple is not made to turn this way, Jesus! And water your damn flower and everything at once, but seriously?"
"Yes?"
"The nose-picking's gotta stop."
Spock sighs, almost inaudible, and removes one slender tentacle from his nostril. It makes a "plop". Jim shudders.
"Are you satisfied?"
"Yeah, thanks. No, wait, nonono, put that away. You're not touching me with that thing until after you've washed it."
"As you wish, my fussy human."
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"Am I allowed to touch you now?"
"You are. I'm sure you can find some other holes to stick your tentacles into."
"I am sure I will."
And he does. Jim flails on the bed and shudders in pleasure. Tentacles are awesome. Spock has one curled around each of Jim's arm and leg, holding him down, one wrapped around his cock and all the others are forcing their way into his body. Tentacles. Are. Awesome. And Spock even has enough of them to jerk his own dick and to massage his own balls and one to...
Jim spits out the tentacle in his mouth. What the fuck?
"Dude, what the hell! Are you cleaning out earwax?!"
Tentacles suck.
... yeah IDK. Have some more tentacle fic. Because all the cool kids are doing it...
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"Spock..." Jim says slowly.
His Vulcan 'hmm's and doesn't look up from what he's doing.
"You know I love you, right? And that I really appreciate all the awesome kinky things you can do to me?"
"Indeed." Is Spock smirking? He's totally smirking. Bastard.
"But, even if you're totally limber and flexible and stuff, still, just maybe... could you stop that? It kinda freaks me out."
Spock pauses and raises an eyebrow at him. "I am unsure to what particular activity you are refering."
He totally does, Jim just knows it. But Spock doesn't pause in anything he's doing at the moment, just lets his eyebrow smirk, the smirking Vulcan bastard, and... well. Jim's had enough.
"Okay, whatever. Your tentacles are great, and it's awesome that you can operate your PADD and write a report and fold your laundry and repair that other PADD and massage my shoulders and what do you think you are doing with that other tentacle? My nipple is not made to turn this way, Jesus! And water your damn flower and everything at once, but seriously?"
"Yes?"
"The nose-picking's gotta stop."
Spock sighs, almost inaudible, and removes one slender tentacle from his nostril. It makes a "plop". Jim shudders.
"Are you satisfied?"
"Yeah, thanks. No, wait, nonono, put that away. You're not touching me with that thing until after you've washed it."
"As you wish, my fussy human."
...
"Am I allowed to touch you now?"
"You are. I'm sure you can find some other holes to stick your tentacles into."
"I am sure I will."
And he does. Jim flails on the bed and shudders in pleasure. Tentacles are awesome. Spock has one curled around each of Jim's arm and leg, holding him down, one wrapped around his cock and all the others are forcing their way into his body. Tentacles. Are. Awesome. And Spock even has enough of them to jerk his own dick and to massage his own balls and one to...
Jim spits out the tentacle in his mouth. What the fuck?
"Dude, what the hell! Are you cleaning out earwax?!"
Tentacles suck.
... yeah IDK. Have some more tentacle fic. Because all the cool kids are doing it...