nu!James T. Kirk -- BridgekirktasticFebruary 14 2010, 05:28:11 UTC
The lights on the bridge were low, and without notice, the security cameras were rolling. Jim was in his captain's uniform, stretched out in his chair like a great big cat. The lights on the bridge hummed, the computers flickered with their work, but otherwise it was just the great screen of stars and himself.
And, of course, several bottles of lube tucked around the bridge by his own hand. A few toys were hidden around the way too... he glanced over the edge of his chair. Along with those restraints.
He believed in being well prepared.
(OOC: I'm up for just about anything. Please follow 'the game rules' in the main post. Feel free to have any sort of scenerio, if its a 'work day' and your char's going to find Jim ~alone~ on the bridge, or just sexy times, or whatever the hell you wanna do. Go nuts, have some fun.)
Kirk/Spock - in this order? We'll see.cso_spockFebruary 14 2010, 10:32:47 UTC
It had been quite a journey actually getting to the bridge after stopping by his office to secure it. People fawned over each other more than usual, hands touching and arms flailing in passion. The lust suffocated him at first, crawled over his skin and tightened his chest, but then his mind relaxed around the sensation with the ease of familiarity.
He felt quite pleased to see Jim, his Jim, alone in that chair. The very center of power on the ship. His hands folded neatly behind his back as he stepped out of the turbolift.
"Captain." His tone was not suggestive in the least, ever the professional.
Kirk/Spock - If Kirk has anything to say about it!kirktasticFebruary 14 2010, 14:25:56 UTC
There was something that throbbed in him as he watched Spock step onto the bridge, and throb harder when he said that single word, that title. No one ever said James T. Kirk didn't have an ego.
"Commander." Jim purred that word somehow still keeping it professional as he leaned just a little farther back in his chair. "Surprised to see you've left your quarters at all, considering..."
Kirk/Spock - Perhaps he should think again.cso_spockFebruary 14 2010, 16:47:04 UTC
Oh, he knew Jim had an ego. And occasionally, an ego needed to be stroked--but only at the appropriate time.
"Considering you are not residing in them?" When he stepped up to Jim's chair, he paused for a moment as if inspecting, and then began walk around him, examining the sight from all angles with measured and quiet footsteps.
Doctor Julian Bashir - Bridgedoctor_julianFebruary 14 2010, 05:34:22 UTC
Julian wasn't entirely sure how he had ended up on the bridge of the U.S.S. Enterprise, wearing nothing but a strategically-placed ribbon tied in a bow. When he found out who was responsible for this, he would sure to make them suffer...or perhaps thank them.
Nor was Harold Lee sure how it was he was stepping out of his house for a quick morning's look around and ended up back on the bridge of the Enterprise.
His eyes narrowed in confusion, but at this point it was more for spotting the man dressed only in a bow than it was for stepping into another reality.
The Nexus had a boner for Harold Lee.
"Uh." Well, it'd be cold when he got back to Scotty, but that was easy fixed. He moved to peel out of his coat. "Want my coat, man?"
Julian jumped as the man appeared beside him. "Er," he stated. He recognized this man. The last time he'd seen him, it had been at very close range...with his tongue down the man's throat, if he recalled correctly. It was a little disappointing that he was now offering Julian clothing.
"Yes, thank you," he accepted graciously. He took the coat and put it on, flashing his best smile. It fit rather well, he thought.
Harold had rather meant for Julian to cover his lower half with said coat, but, uh. Apparently not so much. And he wasn't about to offer his pants, either.
Sorry, Julian. Harold is decidedly faithful, even when presented by the universe with a naked man with a bow on top.
He blinked a couple of times, eyes most certainly up, and once the blush had passed to a reasonable level, he pointed. "Oh, dude, it's you! I didn't recognize you without-- uh. Clothes." He gestured downwards, but didn't follow it with his eyes. "What's with the, um-- decoration?"
Bones - protecting Sickbaydctr_mccoyFebruary 14 2010, 05:39:44 UTC
He'd heard there was some talk of a ship-wide orgy, but Bones hoped that was just more of Jim's nonsense. But as he heard people scampering outside in the corridors, laughing and kissing and pulling at each others' clothes, the slow realization hit. It had finally happened. Jim had turned the Enterprise into a fuckin' den of sin. Literally.
At least, most of the Enterprise. Bones sat down on one of the biobeds, prepared to protect it. Anyone who served on this ship knew one thing- there was no sex in Sickbay.
[OOC: I don't need a PM - if you're 18+, just show up.]
George Kirk: Observation Deckkirk_georgeFebruary 14 2010, 05:40:27 UTC
George lazed indolently on one of the observation couches, lights dimmed appropriately and his trunk at the end of the couch stocked with all sorts of things. His shirt was half unbuttoned.
George/Bonesdctr_mccoyFebruary 15 2010, 01:03:16 UTC
Bones got to the Observation deck, trying to get away from the crowds that were gathering in areas. He'd heard that the Observation deck was empty, so he headed there for some peace and quiet.
Hadn't counted on seeing George there.
But... this was George. Jim's dad. He knew he should leave, but at the same time... he wanted to stay. "Computer, lights off," he commanded, pressing his authorization code into the computer. The dimly lit interior, lights only from the stars themselves wouldn't be enough to hide his identify, but it might make it easier for him to let go.
Re: George/Boneskirk_georgeFebruary 15 2010, 01:10:24 UTC
George roused from the half doze he'd been in to smile up at Bones. He sat up a little to let Bones come sit down, and his shirt fell more open. "Hey you. Whatcha thinking?"
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And, of course, several bottles of lube tucked around the bridge by his own hand. A few toys were hidden around the way too... he glanced over the edge of his chair. Along with those restraints.
He believed in being well prepared.
(OOC: I'm up for just about anything. Please follow 'the game rules' in the main post. Feel free to have any sort of scenerio, if its a 'work day' and your char's going to find Jim ~alone~ on the bridge, or just sexy times, or whatever the hell you wanna do. Go nuts, have some fun.)
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He felt quite pleased to see Jim, his Jim, alone in that chair. The very center of power on the ship. His hands folded neatly behind his back as he stepped out of the turbolift.
"Captain." His tone was not suggestive in the least, ever the professional.
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"Commander." Jim purred that word somehow still keeping it professional as he leaned just a little farther back in his chair. "Surprised to see you've left your quarters at all, considering..."
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"Considering you are not residing in them?" When he stepped up to Jim's chair, he paused for a moment as if inspecting, and then began walk around him, examining the sight from all angles with measured and quiet footsteps.
"You should relocate."
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His eyes narrowed in confusion, but at this point it was more for spotting the man dressed only in a bow than it was for stepping into another reality.
The Nexus had a boner for Harold Lee.
"Uh." Well, it'd be cold when he got back to Scotty, but that was easy fixed. He moved to peel out of his coat. "Want my coat, man?"
Ah, memories.
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"Yes, thank you," he accepted graciously. He took the coat and put it on, flashing his best smile. It fit rather well, he thought.
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Sorry, Julian. Harold is decidedly faithful, even when presented by the universe with a naked man with a bow on top.
He blinked a couple of times, eyes most certainly up, and once the blush had passed to a reasonable level, he pointed. "Oh, dude, it's you! I didn't recognize you without-- uh. Clothes." He gestured downwards, but didn't follow it with his eyes. "What's with the, um-- decoration?"
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At least, most of the Enterprise. Bones sat down on one of the biobeds, prepared to protect it. Anyone who served on this ship knew one thing- there was no sex in Sickbay.
[OOC: I don't need a PM - if you're 18+, just show up.]
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Hadn't counted on seeing George there.
But... this was George. Jim's dad. He knew he should leave, but at the same time... he wanted to stay. "Computer, lights off," he commanded, pressing his authorization code into the computer. The dimly lit interior, lights only from the stars themselves wouldn't be enough to hide his identify, but it might make it easier for him to let go.
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