Kirk/Spock - too little, too many, and just right - 1/1
title: too little, too many, and just right
author: foreverflicker
fandom: Star Trek
pairing(s): Kirk/Spock
rating: pg (for mentions of sexual acts)
genre: fluff
disclaimer: do not own. if I did, I'd be rich, that's for sure. :D
summary: “Yeah,” Jim replied, moving around on the bed until he was in a comfortable position, but still resting on his elbows. “I mean, it would nice, don’t ya think, to have little rugrats running around this ship?”
note(s): done for this prompt in the st_xi_kink meme, in which spock and kirk have differing opinions on how many kids they should have. written quickly, and un-beated.
“Hey Spock?”
The half-Vulcan looked up from the PADD that was currently occupying his attention, and to his lover. “Yes?” he replied, wondering what Jim wanted this time. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to hear what Jim had to say, but at the present time he would like to get his work done in an timely manner, and Jim did not help him do such.
Jim leaned back on his elbows as he looked back at Spock. “What do think about having kids?”
Spock elegantly raised an eyebrow at the question. “Kids?”
“Yeah,” Jim replied, moving around on the bed until he was in a comfortable position, but still resting on his elbows. “I mean, it would nice, don’t ya think, to have little rugrats running around this ship?”
"Rugrats?"
"Children, Spock."
Ah, yes, children. Spock thought this over for a moment. Yes, it would be nice to have children with Jim. It would also be nice to help in repopulating his race. Over the past two years, there has been some improvement in the Vulcan population, but the number is still lower than six billion. Spock knew it would take years to reach a number as great as that, but they were trying, and slowly, New Vulcan was growing. It would also be nice to have a child of his own, too.
“I agree, it would be nice,” Spock said, setting down the PADD on the desk beside him, and standing up to move over to the bed. He took a seat next to Jim, who pushed himself off his elbows to sit straight up. “I think having a child or two would not be unpleasant, and I find that I would actually enjoy having one. It would also be beneficial in helping to repopulate my species.”
“One or two?” Jim repeated, a little flabbergasted at the number. Spock cocked his head to the side, giving Jim a curious look before nodding his head.
"That is correct," the half-Vulcan responded. "Vulcans are a species known for having only a few children. I have never seen a family that has had more than three children," Spock explained to his, still, flabbergasted lover.
"Oh," Jim replied. "But, I was thinking having around eight or nine."
If Spock could look shocked, he would have. Eight or nine children? That was, illogical. Well, not completely. Logically, it would help build his race even more, but eight or nine children living on the Enterprise? That was what was illogical. There was no way that he or Jim could take of so many children on a starship, especially with both their duties as captain and first officer only (not to mention Spock’s science officer duties as well). To attempt to raise that many children, even with the help of their crew, would be illogical.
“Jim, that is illogical,” Spock responded.
The male pouted. “Why?”
“So many children aboard a starship would be illogical, and with both of our duties, there would be no time to take care of all the children properly. Even if we had the help of Uhura, or Doctor McCoy, or anyone else on board, it would still be too much work,” Spock explained, and Jim seemed to get his point because he pouted even further.
“Why are you always right?” the human mumbled, and a small smirk pulled at the corners of Spock’s lips, but when no further. “But, could we at least have three? Maybe?”
The smirk turned in to a small smile. “Perhaps.”
Jim, on the other hand, smiled brightly at his lover. “Okay than, let’s get started!” And, before Spock knew it, he was on his back, and Jim was on top of him. Spock would have replied that this was not the way to have children - they were both male’s and it was impossible for them to procreate (well, in the manner that Jim was currently moving towards preforming) - but Jim’s tongue was doing wondrous things to his neck, so he kept his mouth shut. He would inform Jim later.
author: foreverflicker
fandom: Star Trek
pairing(s): Kirk/Spock
rating: pg (for mentions of sexual acts)
genre: fluff
disclaimer: do not own. if I did, I'd be rich, that's for sure. :D
summary: “Yeah,” Jim replied, moving around on the bed until he was in a comfortable position, but still resting on his elbows. “I mean, it would nice, don’t ya think, to have little rugrats running around this ship?”
note(s): done for this prompt in the st_xi_kink meme, in which spock and kirk have differing opinions on how many kids they should have. written quickly, and un-beated.
“Hey Spock?”
The half-Vulcan looked up from the PADD that was currently occupying his attention, and to his lover. “Yes?” he replied, wondering what Jim wanted this time. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to hear what Jim had to say, but at the present time he would like to get his work done in an timely manner, and Jim did not help him do such.
Jim leaned back on his elbows as he looked back at Spock. “What do think about having kids?”
Spock elegantly raised an eyebrow at the question. “Kids?”
“Yeah,” Jim replied, moving around on the bed until he was in a comfortable position, but still resting on his elbows. “I mean, it would nice, don’t ya think, to have little rugrats running around this ship?”
"Rugrats?"
"Children, Spock."
Ah, yes, children. Spock thought this over for a moment. Yes, it would be nice to have children with Jim. It would also be nice to help in repopulating his race. Over the past two years, there has been some improvement in the Vulcan population, but the number is still lower than six billion. Spock knew it would take years to reach a number as great as that, but they were trying, and slowly, New Vulcan was growing. It would also be nice to have a child of his own, too.
“I agree, it would be nice,” Spock said, setting down the PADD on the desk beside him, and standing up to move over to the bed. He took a seat next to Jim, who pushed himself off his elbows to sit straight up. “I think having a child or two would not be unpleasant, and I find that I would actually enjoy having one. It would also be beneficial in helping to repopulate my species.”
“One or two?” Jim repeated, a little flabbergasted at the number. Spock cocked his head to the side, giving Jim a curious look before nodding his head.
"That is correct," the half-Vulcan responded. "Vulcans are a species known for having only a few children. I have never seen a family that has had more than three children," Spock explained to his, still, flabbergasted lover.
"Oh," Jim replied. "But, I was thinking having around eight or nine."
If Spock could look shocked, he would have. Eight or nine children? That was, illogical. Well, not completely. Logically, it would help build his race even more, but eight or nine children living on the Enterprise? That was what was illogical. There was no way that he or Jim could take of so many children on a starship, especially with both their duties as captain and first officer only (not to mention Spock’s science officer duties as well). To attempt to raise that many children, even with the help of their crew, would be illogical.
“Jim, that is illogical,” Spock responded.
The male pouted. “Why?”
“So many children aboard a starship would be illogical, and with both of our duties, there would be no time to take care of all the children properly. Even if we had the help of Uhura, or Doctor McCoy, or anyone else on board, it would still be too much work,” Spock explained, and Jim seemed to get his point because he pouted even further.
“Why are you always right?” the human mumbled, and a small smirk pulled at the corners of Spock’s lips, but when no further. “But, could we at least have three? Maybe?”
The smirk turned in to a small smile. “Perhaps.”
Jim, on the other hand, smiled brightly at his lover. “Okay than, let’s get started!” And, before Spock knew it, he was on his back, and Jim was on top of him. Spock would have replied that this was not the way to have children - they were both male’s and it was impossible for them to procreate (well, in the manner that Jim was currently moving towards preforming) - but Jim’s tongue was doing wondrous things to his neck, so he kept his mouth shut. He would inform Jim later.