Re: Fill: I hate marriage 2/2 (Star Trek AOS, Pike/Boyce + other pairings)zauzatJune 29 2011, 19:58:48 UTC
Phil laughed. “Well, you had been fucking cock-teasing me relentlessly through your three years as a cadet. So, do you remember the first time I saved your life?”
Chris looked sombre again. “That thing on Rigel V, just after I took command of the USS Yorktown and got you onboard as my CMO. Punctured lung, five broken ribs and major internal bleeding.”
“Yup, you flat-lined on my table, you bastard. Took years off my life. Do you remember the first time you saved mine?”
“You mean on Reveillyme, when those cretins took you hostage because you treated one of the rebels and they wanted to execute you as some kind of idiotic message? Yeah, I wasn’t impressed by that.” “That is an understatement,” replied Phil. “You took apart three guards with your bare hands before the Yorktown managed to beam us all out.”
“They don’t get to take liberties with my CMO,” mumbled Chris.
“So, do you remember the first time we made a promise to each other?”
“Did we? Or do you mean the promise not to promise anything. Just have fun, no commitments, careers always to come first.”
“That’s the one. We’ve known each other for over thirty years, do you know that? Three decades married to our careers, snatching time together between assignments, every time possibly the last time.” Phil took a deep breath. “Do you remember the first time I proposed marriage to you?”
“What?” Chris shifted round on the sofa to stare at him. “You’ve never! Why would you?”
“Let’s try that again. See if you’re as bright as everyone claims. Do you remember the first time I proposed marriage to you?”
Chris looked at him for a long moment. “A minute ago?” he said at last, voice tentative.
“Clever boy,” said Phil softly, “I knew we made you an Admiral for a reason. So?”
“You’re not doing this properly,” prevaricated Chris. “You should be down on your knees.”
“At my age, if I get down on my knees, I’m liable to get stuck there,” retorted Phil.
“Well, if you were stuck down there, you could always make yourself useful...”
“Chris!” interrupted Phil, “I’m serious.”
“Why now?”
“Before you were heading out on another five-year tour. Now you’re not. You’re at Starfleet Command for the foreseeable future, like I am. Our world has changed, Chris. Some of it in ways that are appalling to contemplate. But that doesn’t stop us from making other changes that might lead to better things. What do you say?”
Chris shook his head in bewilderment, a slow smile beginning to spread across his face. “When have I ever been able to say no to you?”
Words were lost for many long moments in the hot slide of lips and tongues, territory that they already knew so intimately but suddenly seemed startlingly new, a well-known landscape lit by a bright new sun.
“At least I won’t have to officiate this time,” conceded Chris, between trailing sloppy kisses across Phil’s cheek.
“I was thinking that we could ask Captain Kirk to do it,” replied Phil.
“What? Hell no! His head is already the size of the planet.”
“And what did we just discuss about you saying no to me?”
Chris groaned and buried his head in the crook of Phil’s neck. “Five minutes and I’m already a hen-pecked husband. I hate marriage!”
Re: Fill: I hate marriage 2/2 (Star Trek AOS, Pike/Boyce + other pairings)jachelle0627June 30 2011, 04:01:55 UTC
I love your Pike/Boyce and Mark Harmon as Phil Boyce has been my head!canon since you suggested it in your series I read over at pike_2009. This is the perfect proposal fic for them. The whole "remember the first time I proposed to you" thing was wonderfully clever and funny.
Re: Fill: I hate marriage 2/2 (Star Trek AOS, Pike/Boyce + other pairings)jachelle0627July 1 2011, 16:39:44 UTC
It's your Leonard McCoy FML series where I first read the Pike/Boyce pairing and it became one of my favorites. Thanks for pointing me to another series. *runs off to read*
Re: Fill: I hate marriage 2/2 (Star Trek AOS, Pike/Boyce + other pairings)zauzatJuly 2 2011, 08:19:43 UTC
I didn't think of FML! Imachar is the gold standard for the pairing. Very much worth reading. (I think we both enjoy pairing Pike with someone of his own generation, and level of authority, and someone who isn't about to ship out on the Enterprise, leaving him all on his own.)
Chris looked sombre again. “That thing on Rigel V, just after I took command of the USS Yorktown and got you onboard as my CMO. Punctured lung, five broken ribs and major internal bleeding.”
“Yup, you flat-lined on my table, you bastard. Took years off my life. Do you remember the first time you saved mine?”
“You mean on Reveillyme, when those cretins took you hostage because you treated one of the rebels and they wanted to execute you as some kind of idiotic message? Yeah, I wasn’t impressed by that.” “That is an understatement,” replied Phil. “You took apart three guards with your bare hands before the Yorktown managed to beam us all out.”
“They don’t get to take liberties with my CMO,” mumbled Chris.
“So, do you remember the first time we made a promise to each other?”
“Did we? Or do you mean the promise not to promise anything. Just have fun, no commitments, careers always to come first.”
“That’s the one. We’ve known each other for over thirty years, do you know that? Three decades married to our careers, snatching time together between assignments, every time possibly the last time.” Phil took a deep breath. “Do you remember the first time I proposed marriage to you?”
“What?” Chris shifted round on the sofa to stare at him. “You’ve never! Why would you?”
“Let’s try that again. See if you’re as bright as everyone claims. Do you remember the first time I proposed marriage to you?”
Chris looked at him for a long moment. “A minute ago?” he said at last, voice tentative.
“Clever boy,” said Phil softly, “I knew we made you an Admiral for a reason. So?”
“You’re not doing this properly,” prevaricated Chris. “You should be down on your knees.”
“At my age, if I get down on my knees, I’m liable to get stuck there,” retorted Phil.
“Well, if you were stuck down there, you could always make yourself useful...”
“Chris!” interrupted Phil, “I’m serious.”
“Why now?”
“Before you were heading out on another five-year tour. Now you’re not. You’re at Starfleet Command for the foreseeable future, like I am. Our world has changed, Chris. Some of it in ways that are appalling to contemplate. But that doesn’t stop us from making other changes that might lead to better things. What do you say?”
Chris shook his head in bewilderment, a slow smile beginning to spread across his face. “When have I ever been able to say no to you?”
Words were lost for many long moments in the hot slide of lips and tongues, territory that they already knew so intimately but suddenly seemed startlingly new, a well-known landscape lit by a bright new sun.
“At least I won’t have to officiate this time,” conceded Chris, between trailing sloppy kisses across Phil’s cheek.
“I was thinking that we could ask Captain Kirk to do it,” replied Phil.
“What? Hell no! His head is already the size of the planet.”
“And what did we just discuss about you saying no to me?”
Chris groaned and buried his head in the crook of Phil’s neck. “Five minutes and I’m already a hen-pecked husband. I hate marriage!”
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