Air'Ros 6/?
Title: Air'Ros
Author: HandwithQuill
Rating: NC-17 overall
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Warnings: Au in which Leonard McCoy is not the CMO of the Enterprise. Kinda, sorta Cupid!Bones.
Summary: A mission takes the Enterprise to the planet Cамракот durning the Ritual of Lufsum. There Jim meets Air'Ros. Based on the myth of Cupid and Psyche.
A/N: Beta'd by the always awesome ken_ichijouji
Jim wasn't sure if it was the hand caressing down his back to cup his ass or if it was the kisses being scattered over his face that woke him. He realized that he was laying on his left side, pressed against Air'Ros. He lifted his head and returned the next kiss. Bringing his arms around Air'Ros, Jim grasped the bones on his shoulders. Air'Ros moaned into the kiss and jerked his hips into Jim’s. Jim returned the motion, and they started moving together slowly, trading open mouthed kisses.
It was lazy and slow and perfect. Jim was in no hurry for it to finish, and Air'Ros seemed to feel the same. When they finally came, within a few thrusts of each other, Jim couldn't help the sigh that escaped his lips. Air'Ros gathered him in his arms as their breathing settled. Then Jim felt him reach over and a cloth wiped down his chest, heard it do the same to Air'Ros' before he laid back down.
“Did you clean us up last night? And change the sheets?” Jim asked.
“Yes, I didn't think you wanted to sleep in the bed as we left it.”
Jim nodded in the darkness. “That's why there was no evidence that you were here? How did you change the sheets without me waking up?”
Air'Ros chuckled. “I think I wore you out pretty well.”
Jim just snorted. “What time is it?”
“A few hours before dawn. And as pleasant as this last round was, I actually woke you up to tell you that I have to go.”
“Go? Now? But...” Jim sat up, hand reaching out into the darkness.
“I have to be at work by the time the lights come on.”
“Oh. I'll be in negotiations all day.”
“I know,” he said. Jim could hear him moving around the room. He wondered how he wasn't bumping into things before remembering that Cамракотians had better night vision the humans. “My shift doesn't end until after sunset, but I'll come by after....if you want me to?”
“Yes! Er..yeah, I'd like that.” Air'Ros chuckled, cupped his cheek and kissed him. Jim heard the door swish open, then close. He fell back on the bed, curling around the pillows that, this time, still smelled like his lover and drifted back to sleep.
** ** **
The next time he awoke, the lights in his room were on full. He hurried through a shower and down to the dining hall. He filled a tray while scanning the room. He saw a empty seat next to his CMO.
“Hey, Phil!” he said, sitting down. Dr. Boyce looked up at him sleepily before taking a sip of his coffee. “Down for leave already?”
“Sort of. A Doctor Kadye contacted me yesterday. She said that she had read a paper I published last year about genetic structures and that if I wanted, I could come down and tour their Medical Center as they have a Detronal scanner, which I mention in the paper but have never seen.”
“Oh. Have fun!” Boyce stared at him. “What?”
“You're awfully chipper? Something happen?”
“Just woke up happy,” he said, shrugging and ducking his head. He could feel his cheeks heating and couldn't keep the smile away. A hand on his arm had him looking back up.
“Jim,” Boyce started, then shook his head, finished his coffee and stood. “I need to go. See you later.”
After he left the room, Jim picked up his PADD to review for the mineral negotiations. As he was reading, Spock and Uhura joined him. They talked until a chime signaled that the negotiations were about to start.
Leaving the dining hall and turning right, they entered a smaller conference room than the one they were in yesterday. Jim smirked as he saw it was decorated with the same mix of flowers as the other room. Hopefully it wouldn't effect him the same way today as it did yesterday. They sat at the empty table, Spock and Uhura on each side of him. Chancellor Cynedóm sat in the center of the other table in the room.
Even if Jim hadn't know which one was against them, the look on the face of the other man at the table would have let them know. Councilman Gewinna sat straight in his seat, eyes narrowed, mouth thin, hands folded primly in front of him. His clothes were all made of homespun cotton and were in drab colors.
Councilwoman Swǽslic, on the other hand, was relaxed in her seat. Her long deep auburn hair was pulled up and fastened behind her left ear. Her top had a square neckline and was made out of a fabric that shimmered with a plethora of colors as she moved.
Chancellor Cynedóm spoke up first, doing the introduction. “I don't think,” he began, “that we have to draw out why we're here. So let's get down to it. Captain Kirk, Commander Spock and Lt. Uhura are here to negotiate the rights to mine on the twelfth planet in our system. There are pros and cons to this. I think it might be best if our guests state their case first, and we'll go from there.” He nodded at Jim.
“Thank you, Chancellor Cynedóm,” he said, squaring his shoulders. “The Polyferranide and Trellium-E that has recently been found on the twelfth planet in your system will greatly benefit Starfleet and the Federation. The amounts and quality of each reported would enable Starfleet to replace all of the starships that were lost in the action above Vulcan with the Romulan ship Narada.
“Replacing these ships is vital to the safety of the Federation. Both the Klingons and the Romulans are testing the borders of their neutral zones. If either of them decide to take it father then that, we will need those ships. The first ships that will use the material mined will begin production within the year.” He paused to order his thoughts.
“As Starfleet is a military organization secondly, we need those ships for exploration. Cамракот has historically little interest in space exploration, but you have benefited from the discoveries made by Starfleet and others. My Chief Medical officer is touring your Medical Center right now. He informs me that you have Detronal scanner, a device that can be attached to a Biobed, which reads and interprets the genetic structure of living tissue. This scanner has helped your medical personnel save many lives. It was invented on the planet Ornara in the Delos system. A system first visited by Starfleet.”
Jim paused again; he thought that was enough for now about how Starfleet could help them. Councilman Gewinna was still sitting stiff, but Chancellor Cynedóm had one corner of his mouth quirked up and Councilwoman Swǽslic had a polite, but neutral, smile on her face. Work on her first.
“Whatever facility is built on the twelfth planet will be under the control of a Cамракотian. It will be staffed completely by Cамракотians. It will follow all ecological laws that Cамракот dictates. While Starfleet will build it, it will be a Cамракотian mining facility.”
“Starfleet won't want their own people at the facility?” Councilwoman Swǽslic asked.
“There will be people from Starfleet, but they will be engineers for the stability of the mines. Mining on a planet without an atmosphere is much different then on one with one. Also the housing units will need environmental controls. There will also be geologists to examine the ore that is mined, to make sure its quality is what is necessary for what we will be using it for. There will not be Starfleet personnel there to control what is said and done.”
Councilwoman Swǽslic sat back in her chair. Her eyes were narrowed in thought. She made a few notes on her PADD.
“That's all very well and good” Councilman Gewinna stated. “But what about the planet itself? And the damage done to it. How will you justify that?”
“Councilman Gewinna, what would you want to happen if an asteroid collided with Cамракот?” Jim asked. “Would you consider it more or less damaging then the mining we are proposing?”
“What does that have to do with this issue?”
“I ask that you please answer the question.”
Councilman Gewinna eye's narrowed, but he did answer. “It would be less as it was a natural occurrence. But it would have to be cleaned up for the preservation of the planet.”
“Thank you, Councilman,” Jim said, smiling. “I'm glad we agree on that. If you'll allow, I’m sending a report to your PADD, that the Enterprise did on the 12th planet.” He touched a few buttons. “As you see, it says that the Polyferranide is not a natural part of the planet, but was deposited by a meteor strike. So us mining it, would be cleaning it up.”
He paused, letting the three of them peruse the report.
“The report also says that the Trellium-E goes even deeper then initial survey reported.” Councilwoman Swǽslic commented.
“Yes. And it's along a natural fault line. Already exposed, causing the mining to be focused on extraction, not exposing the vein.”
“Captain Kirk, you will of course give us time to verify these findings?” Chancellor Cynedóm said.
“Of course.”
“I know we just started, but if no one has any objections, we should adjourn for at least the rest of today. I'll contact everybody's PADDs when we are ready to reconvene.”
Councilman Gewinna nodded, but grabbed his PADD and stormed out of the room. Councilwoman Swǽslic stood much more stately, smiled and nodded to each of them as she left.
Chancellor Cynedóm sighed as he stood and met the other three at the door. “If this is true, it has solidified your position. It will also make certain parts of my population very happy. And I shouldn't say this, but if they're happy, Councilwoman Swǽslic will be as well. I'll see you in a day or so.” With that, he left.
Jim slowly made his way back to his room. Spock and Uhura left to go sightseeing, but with expecting to be in negotiations all day, Jim was at loose ends. He changed into civilian clothes, going for ones that looked closer to what the locals wore: linen pants and a loose button up shirt.
Ten minutes later, he was walking along one on the many promenades. He wished that he had asked Air'Ros where he worked. He really wanted to know what he looked like and maybe they could catch a meal together before sunset or the lights were turned off. He bought a drink from a vendor and found a shady spot to watch the beach-goers.
He could see a few of his crew in the surf and laying out on the beach. He assumed that it was more to be seen as the perpetual twilight was not good for working on a tan. He watched one couple. Ensign Murphy from Engineering was being chased by someone he didn't recognize. The unknown local man grabbed Murphy around the waist and seemed to be threatening to toss him in the water. In the end, they spun in place, before Murphy's new paramour pulled him to a blanket laid out on the sand. Murphy quickly settled himself on the other man's chest.
Jim wrapped his arms around himself. He could almost imagine they were Air'Ros'. He shifted back on the against the tree. He remembered the way it felt to be pressed against Air'Ros' chest. Could feel it under his hands. Remembered how Air'Ros' hands felt on him. Damn it! He wanted Air'Ros with him now!
He contemplated getting up, but it was too much effort, so he stayed there. He let himself drift in thought until a shadow overtook him.
“Hey,” he smiled at Dr. Boyce, who sat down beside him.
“What happened to the negotiations?”
“Postponed due to new information. How was the Medical Center?”
“Interesting. Doctor Kadye and I talked for awhile on xenogenetic structures. Then I followed her on rounds. Also they are doing construction the older buildings in Glowan. And some of the scaffolding collapsed, so I helped out in the emergency ward. One of the doctors there really impressed me. He was talented. There wasn't enough equipment to go around, and he quickly worked out a technique that ended up saving the patient's life. I’m having lunch with him tomorrow to talk about the technique he used. It's something that could help out in the Black.”
“Gonna try and recruit him? We need more qualified medical people.”
“Wasn't my intention, but I don't think it would hurt to ask.” He stared off for a second, before focusing back on Jim. “So, do you want to tell me who had you so chipper this morning?”
“Who says it's a person. Can't I just be in a good mood?”
“Jim.”
Jim sighed. “Fine! It's just someone I met here. It's no big deal.” he looked back out at the water.
“Just be careful, Jim. And remember, we're only here for a short time. Keep whatever this is light.”
Jim could only nod. It had only been two nights. Two really incredible nights, but still. Why did telling Boyce it was no big deal feel like lying? Why did he want more than anything right now to be with Air'Ros? To be lying out on the beach just like Murphy was with his partner? And why, after only two days, did he feel incomplete without the other man? He had never even seen him! And why did Boyce's words make a sinking feeling in his stomach?
“But it was nice,” Boyce said, putting a hand on his shoulder. “To see that carefree smile again. Haven't seen it since the Academy.” He reached up to ruffle Jim’s hair, before standing and brushing off the sand. “I'm gonna git. There's only an hour of sun left. And I don't want to navigate this place in the dark.”
Jim watched him go, then stood himself. There was three hours until Air'Ros said his shift ended. He'd be waiting.
Air'ros 5/? Air'ros 7/?
Author: HandwithQuill
Rating: NC-17 overall
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Warnings: Au in which Leonard McCoy is not the CMO of the Enterprise. Kinda, sorta Cupid!Bones.
Summary: A mission takes the Enterprise to the planet Cамракот durning the Ritual of Lufsum. There Jim meets Air'Ros. Based on the myth of Cupid and Psyche.
A/N: Beta'd by the always awesome ken_ichijouji
Jim wasn't sure if it was the hand caressing down his back to cup his ass or if it was the kisses being scattered over his face that woke him. He realized that he was laying on his left side, pressed against Air'Ros. He lifted his head and returned the next kiss. Bringing his arms around Air'Ros, Jim grasped the bones on his shoulders. Air'Ros moaned into the kiss and jerked his hips into Jim’s. Jim returned the motion, and they started moving together slowly, trading open mouthed kisses.
It was lazy and slow and perfect. Jim was in no hurry for it to finish, and Air'Ros seemed to feel the same. When they finally came, within a few thrusts of each other, Jim couldn't help the sigh that escaped his lips. Air'Ros gathered him in his arms as their breathing settled. Then Jim felt him reach over and a cloth wiped down his chest, heard it do the same to Air'Ros' before he laid back down.
“Did you clean us up last night? And change the sheets?” Jim asked.
“Yes, I didn't think you wanted to sleep in the bed as we left it.”
Jim nodded in the darkness. “That's why there was no evidence that you were here? How did you change the sheets without me waking up?”
Air'Ros chuckled. “I think I wore you out pretty well.”
Jim just snorted. “What time is it?”
“A few hours before dawn. And as pleasant as this last round was, I actually woke you up to tell you that I have to go.”
“Go? Now? But...” Jim sat up, hand reaching out into the darkness.
“I have to be at work by the time the lights come on.”
“Oh. I'll be in negotiations all day.”
“I know,” he said. Jim could hear him moving around the room. He wondered how he wasn't bumping into things before remembering that Cамракотians had better night vision the humans. “My shift doesn't end until after sunset, but I'll come by after....if you want me to?”
“Yes! Er..yeah, I'd like that.” Air'Ros chuckled, cupped his cheek and kissed him. Jim heard the door swish open, then close. He fell back on the bed, curling around the pillows that, this time, still smelled like his lover and drifted back to sleep.
** ** **
The next time he awoke, the lights in his room were on full. He hurried through a shower and down to the dining hall. He filled a tray while scanning the room. He saw a empty seat next to his CMO.
“Hey, Phil!” he said, sitting down. Dr. Boyce looked up at him sleepily before taking a sip of his coffee. “Down for leave already?”
“Sort of. A Doctor Kadye contacted me yesterday. She said that she had read a paper I published last year about genetic structures and that if I wanted, I could come down and tour their Medical Center as they have a Detronal scanner, which I mention in the paper but have never seen.”
“Oh. Have fun!” Boyce stared at him. “What?”
“You're awfully chipper? Something happen?”
“Just woke up happy,” he said, shrugging and ducking his head. He could feel his cheeks heating and couldn't keep the smile away. A hand on his arm had him looking back up.
“Jim,” Boyce started, then shook his head, finished his coffee and stood. “I need to go. See you later.”
After he left the room, Jim picked up his PADD to review for the mineral negotiations. As he was reading, Spock and Uhura joined him. They talked until a chime signaled that the negotiations were about to start.
Leaving the dining hall and turning right, they entered a smaller conference room than the one they were in yesterday. Jim smirked as he saw it was decorated with the same mix of flowers as the other room. Hopefully it wouldn't effect him the same way today as it did yesterday. They sat at the empty table, Spock and Uhura on each side of him. Chancellor Cynedóm sat in the center of the other table in the room.
Even if Jim hadn't know which one was against them, the look on the face of the other man at the table would have let them know. Councilman Gewinna sat straight in his seat, eyes narrowed, mouth thin, hands folded primly in front of him. His clothes were all made of homespun cotton and were in drab colors.
Councilwoman Swǽslic, on the other hand, was relaxed in her seat. Her long deep auburn hair was pulled up and fastened behind her left ear. Her top had a square neckline and was made out of a fabric that shimmered with a plethora of colors as she moved.
Chancellor Cynedóm spoke up first, doing the introduction. “I don't think,” he began, “that we have to draw out why we're here. So let's get down to it. Captain Kirk, Commander Spock and Lt. Uhura are here to negotiate the rights to mine on the twelfth planet in our system. There are pros and cons to this. I think it might be best if our guests state their case first, and we'll go from there.” He nodded at Jim.
“Thank you, Chancellor Cynedóm,” he said, squaring his shoulders. “The Polyferranide and Trellium-E that has recently been found on the twelfth planet in your system will greatly benefit Starfleet and the Federation. The amounts and quality of each reported would enable Starfleet to replace all of the starships that were lost in the action above Vulcan with the Romulan ship Narada.
“Replacing these ships is vital to the safety of the Federation. Both the Klingons and the Romulans are testing the borders of their neutral zones. If either of them decide to take it father then that, we will need those ships. The first ships that will use the material mined will begin production within the year.” He paused to order his thoughts.
“As Starfleet is a military organization secondly, we need those ships for exploration. Cамракот has historically little interest in space exploration, but you have benefited from the discoveries made by Starfleet and others. My Chief Medical officer is touring your Medical Center right now. He informs me that you have Detronal scanner, a device that can be attached to a Biobed, which reads and interprets the genetic structure of living tissue. This scanner has helped your medical personnel save many lives. It was invented on the planet Ornara in the Delos system. A system first visited by Starfleet.”
Jim paused again; he thought that was enough for now about how Starfleet could help them. Councilman Gewinna was still sitting stiff, but Chancellor Cynedóm had one corner of his mouth quirked up and Councilwoman Swǽslic had a polite, but neutral, smile on her face. Work on her first.
“Whatever facility is built on the twelfth planet will be under the control of a Cамракотian. It will be staffed completely by Cамракотians. It will follow all ecological laws that Cамракот dictates. While Starfleet will build it, it will be a Cамракотian mining facility.”
“Starfleet won't want their own people at the facility?” Councilwoman Swǽslic asked.
“There will be people from Starfleet, but they will be engineers for the stability of the mines. Mining on a planet without an atmosphere is much different then on one with one. Also the housing units will need environmental controls. There will also be geologists to examine the ore that is mined, to make sure its quality is what is necessary for what we will be using it for. There will not be Starfleet personnel there to control what is said and done.”
Councilwoman Swǽslic sat back in her chair. Her eyes were narrowed in thought. She made a few notes on her PADD.
“That's all very well and good” Councilman Gewinna stated. “But what about the planet itself? And the damage done to it. How will you justify that?”
“Councilman Gewinna, what would you want to happen if an asteroid collided with Cамракот?” Jim asked. “Would you consider it more or less damaging then the mining we are proposing?”
“What does that have to do with this issue?”
“I ask that you please answer the question.”
Councilman Gewinna eye's narrowed, but he did answer. “It would be less as it was a natural occurrence. But it would have to be cleaned up for the preservation of the planet.”
“Thank you, Councilman,” Jim said, smiling. “I'm glad we agree on that. If you'll allow, I’m sending a report to your PADD, that the Enterprise did on the 12th planet.” He touched a few buttons. “As you see, it says that the Polyferranide is not a natural part of the planet, but was deposited by a meteor strike. So us mining it, would be cleaning it up.”
He paused, letting the three of them peruse the report.
“The report also says that the Trellium-E goes even deeper then initial survey reported.” Councilwoman Swǽslic commented.
“Yes. And it's along a natural fault line. Already exposed, causing the mining to be focused on extraction, not exposing the vein.”
“Captain Kirk, you will of course give us time to verify these findings?” Chancellor Cynedóm said.
“Of course.”
“I know we just started, but if no one has any objections, we should adjourn for at least the rest of today. I'll contact everybody's PADDs when we are ready to reconvene.”
Councilman Gewinna nodded, but grabbed his PADD and stormed out of the room. Councilwoman Swǽslic stood much more stately, smiled and nodded to each of them as she left.
Chancellor Cynedóm sighed as he stood and met the other three at the door. “If this is true, it has solidified your position. It will also make certain parts of my population very happy. And I shouldn't say this, but if they're happy, Councilwoman Swǽslic will be as well. I'll see you in a day or so.” With that, he left.
Jim slowly made his way back to his room. Spock and Uhura left to go sightseeing, but with expecting to be in negotiations all day, Jim was at loose ends. He changed into civilian clothes, going for ones that looked closer to what the locals wore: linen pants and a loose button up shirt.
Ten minutes later, he was walking along one on the many promenades. He wished that he had asked Air'Ros where he worked. He really wanted to know what he looked like and maybe they could catch a meal together before sunset or the lights were turned off. He bought a drink from a vendor and found a shady spot to watch the beach-goers.
He could see a few of his crew in the surf and laying out on the beach. He assumed that it was more to be seen as the perpetual twilight was not good for working on a tan. He watched one couple. Ensign Murphy from Engineering was being chased by someone he didn't recognize. The unknown local man grabbed Murphy around the waist and seemed to be threatening to toss him in the water. In the end, they spun in place, before Murphy's new paramour pulled him to a blanket laid out on the sand. Murphy quickly settled himself on the other man's chest.
Jim wrapped his arms around himself. He could almost imagine they were Air'Ros'. He shifted back on the against the tree. He remembered the way it felt to be pressed against Air'Ros' chest. Could feel it under his hands. Remembered how Air'Ros' hands felt on him. Damn it! He wanted Air'Ros with him now!
He contemplated getting up, but it was too much effort, so he stayed there. He let himself drift in thought until a shadow overtook him.
“Hey,” he smiled at Dr. Boyce, who sat down beside him.
“What happened to the negotiations?”
“Postponed due to new information. How was the Medical Center?”
“Interesting. Doctor Kadye and I talked for awhile on xenogenetic structures. Then I followed her on rounds. Also they are doing construction the older buildings in Glowan. And some of the scaffolding collapsed, so I helped out in the emergency ward. One of the doctors there really impressed me. He was talented. There wasn't enough equipment to go around, and he quickly worked out a technique that ended up saving the patient's life. I’m having lunch with him tomorrow to talk about the technique he used. It's something that could help out in the Black.”
“Gonna try and recruit him? We need more qualified medical people.”
“Wasn't my intention, but I don't think it would hurt to ask.” He stared off for a second, before focusing back on Jim. “So, do you want to tell me who had you so chipper this morning?”
“Who says it's a person. Can't I just be in a good mood?”
“Jim.”
Jim sighed. “Fine! It's just someone I met here. It's no big deal.” he looked back out at the water.
“Just be careful, Jim. And remember, we're only here for a short time. Keep whatever this is light.”
Jim could only nod. It had only been two nights. Two really incredible nights, but still. Why did telling Boyce it was no big deal feel like lying? Why did he want more than anything right now to be with Air'Ros? To be lying out on the beach just like Murphy was with his partner? And why, after only two days, did he feel incomplete without the other man? He had never even seen him! And why did Boyce's words make a sinking feeling in his stomach?
“But it was nice,” Boyce said, putting a hand on his shoulder. “To see that carefree smile again. Haven't seen it since the Academy.” He reached up to ruffle Jim’s hair, before standing and brushing off the sand. “I'm gonna git. There's only an hour of sun left. And I don't want to navigate this place in the dark.”
Jim watched him go, then stood himself. There was three hours until Air'Ros said his shift ended. He'd be waiting.
Air'ros 5/? Air'ros 7/?