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New rounds will open at suits_meme.
Round One is officially closed. Round Two will open on Wednesday morning. Feel free to continue posting fills.
Refer to the Rules before posting a prompt.
Direct any of your concerns to the Mod Post.
I'll be archiving prompts (both ( Read more... )
Once they were through Mike's front door, he gestured for Harvey to sit on the sofa.
Harvey glanced at it skeptically, but said nothing before he sat carefully.
"I'll just be a few minutes in the bathroom, okay? Don't move."
"What's wrong with me waiting in the bedroom?"
"It will ruin the surprise. And I locked the door, so don't even think about peeking."
Harvey frowned, clearly disappointed and had probably been planning to do just that. Yep, Mike knew him well.
"Hurry up then."
Inside the bathroom, Mike quickly dressed in a tight black t-shirt, the blue Spock tunic, the awkward black pants and laced up the equally unfashionable black boots. He had no idea why Harvey watched a show with such awful clothing-- apparently as well as he knew him, there were still things he couldn't predict.
The ears were more difficult to apply, and he doubted they'd stay on once they sex started getting good, but it was the thought that counted, right? He smoothed his bangs down his forehead and straightened his posture. Now, hopefully Harvey would want to play along, or this would get real embarrassing.
He exited the bathroom, a little nervous. Harvey was engrossed in his Blackberry and didn't even look up.
Mike cleared his throat to get his attention.
Harvey still didn't look. "Are you ready to have sex now?" he asked, still tapping away at his phone without taking his eyes off it.
Why did he make it so hard to do anything nice for him? "Harvey!" Mike said his name loudly.
"What?" Harvey asked, finally raising his head.
"Reporting for duty, Captain," Mike said, trying to sound like Spock but he was so nervous that his voice squeaked a little.
Harvey's eyebrows almost flew off his forehead.
Mike walked over to the bedroom door and unlocked it. "I believe we have three point two hours before alpha shift begins, if you would be amenable to a game of chess?"
Harvey, for once, had apparently been rendered speechless. He stepped inside the bedroom and he glanced around before his gaze stopped on the gold uniform. "Oh. Mike."
Mike desperately wished he could do that mind meld thingie like the real Spock could, just so he could know what Harvey was thinking.
But he needn't have wondered much longer, because Harvey crossed the room to the bed, scooped up the uniform, and headed into the bathroom.
He came back into the bedroom a minute later, and Mike had to admit, he might have to re-think his opinion of that uniform. Harvey made it look good.
"I'm not really in the mood for chess tonight, Mr. Spock."
Harvey couldn't help but smile with relief. Not only did Harvey understood what he was trying to do, he wanted to play.
"What alternative activity would you suggest, Captain?"
Harvey paused, seeming like he was trying to think of a scenario, before he spoke again. "Did you watch Amok Time, Mike?"
"Is that the super-gay fuck or die one?"
Harvey chuckled. "That'd be the one, yes."
"Yeah, I saw it."
"I want you to be Spock in pon-farr and I have to convince you that there's no time to waste and I have to fuck you right now."
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