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Yorktown was business as usual with its vast array of life bustling about on the city bands and its ports bursting forth with yet more life, some humanoid some not, as ships continued to stream in during the stations early morning hours. Unless one lived through it, no one would have ever known that little more than a month before the stations was almost destroyed. It was a fact that McCoy actively worked to forget. He couldn’t shake the vulnerable feeling he had about being in the breakable snow globe so he dealt with it by pretending it wasn’t breakable and basically not dwelling. He kept himself busy by volunteering his time at one of the stations many clinics.
McCoy mused to himself about the fact he had been in space now continuously for the better part of three years and it still rattled him. Really there was only one reason he ended up out in space and that was his Captain. It had always been his goal after his time at the academy to be stationed on some planet other than Earth; he couldn’t stand the thought staying on Earth after his divorce. Now wasn’t that a wonderful thing to start thinking about? Almost six years now from his divorce and it still made his chest ache. It wasn’t the thought of the beta woman he left that caused him pain but the thought of a certain hazel eyed little girl he was forced to leave behind.
McCoy let out a long suffering sigh and brought his coffee to his lips. He let the warm liquid slip down his throat as way of a distraction from his thoughts. It just wasn’t something he could afford to dwell on. The Doctor let his gaze fall away from the bustling crowds and back to the data pad in his other hand.
“You know we are on an extended shore leave, right?” Kirk sat down beside his friend placing his own breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon down on the table next to McCoy’s half eaten toast. He was just happy to have real food once more rather than the replicated stuff. “Keep working like that and people might think you are trying to be like Spock.”
McCoy gave a huff of irritation. “It’s called reading Jim, something that I might recommend you try at some point and I don’t mean the Orion comics.”
The Captain opened his mouth in mock indentation before he stuffed a mouth full of food in it. “Hey! I read other stuff! Like I reports when I have to.” He leaned over and looked the title but it didn’t make much sense to him. Something medical related and not what he would consider light reading. He was sure it was far from recreational as well. “What is it about anyway?”
“It’s a publication from a colleague,” the distain was clear in his voice. Kirk figured Bones was trying to be diplomatic. “I can’t believe they published this dribble.”
McCoy glanced up to his friend and Captain and stopped. There were tired bags under his eyes, a sure sign of little sleep and bruises on his neck and concern bubbled up in McCoy and that was when he noticed it. There was a change in scent coming from the Captain, he was no longer an unbounded omega but mated. Leonard was never that great at being able to decipher scents from people, he just wasn’t that sensitive to it but there was no mistaking this. “Jim! What have you done?”
Kirk dropped his gaze slightly but when he looked back up he gave the Doctor and fellow omega a bright smile. “I found a random alpha to spend the night with….”
“Like hell you did! I can’t believe it! You finally did it with that pointed ear bastard!”
Really he shouldn’t be so shocked, after the incident with Kahn Spock and Jim had been doing a dance around each other only a fool couldn’t see. It was clear that Spock had set his sights on the Captain. McCoy felt bad for Uhura but the beta seemed to take it all in stride. She still shared a close friendship with Spock, that much was obvious, but that was as far as their relationship went nowadays. There was something else that bothered McCoy too, but he would never admit it aloud. He was jealous and perhaps a touch afraid that now neither of his friends would need him. McCoy didn’t know if he could deal with that so he did what he always did. He bundled up his jealousy and fear and wrapped it up in his growing irritation and scowled at his friend.
“More than just ‘did it’ Bones,” Jim said with a small laugh. “Sealed the deal with a kiss and a claim.” Jim tilted his head slightly so that Bones could see the mating mark on subcutaneous gland. At least the half Vulcan hadn’t broken the flesh as many overzealous alphas tended to do. There was no need to break the skin but as a doctor he had dealt with a number of omegas with bleeding necks or unwanted scars.
“So how is that going to work!? You think Star Fleet is just going to let the Enterprise sail off into the dark with its Captain and first officer doing the nasty behind closed doors!?”
“Spock is taking care of that right now. Well more like ironing out a few details with the brass. He submitted the change of status between us this morning to Admiralty. Given our track record and recent events they seemed unconcerned as long as it doesn’t pose a problem in the future. When I left I got the impression that we would be once again breaking new ground on personal relationships on a space ship.”
“And they just rolled over and accepted it? I have a hard time believing it.” Although, that wasn’t really true. Where James T. Kirk was involved anything was possible.
“Speak of the devil,” McCoy mumbled as he saw Spock approaching their table.
Jim turned and gave the first officer another one of his blinding smiles which Spock, in true Vulcan fashion, did not return but his eyes seemed to light up. McCoy found himself in an odd position suddenly. He felt another pang of jealousy. He tried to shut down the feeling as quickly as he could but it still burned in the pit of his stomach. He would never dream of trying to come between the two of them but he found some deep forgotten part of him longing for the alpha’s attention. There had been a number of times in the past working with Spock when he had his full intense attention focused on him that Leonard had thought he just might have a shot, but then Jim would come to mind and he knew he couldn’t do that to the kid. Next to the kid he was a burning candle wick while Jim embodied a forest fire. Now, no matter his personal feelings on the matter, it just wasn’t an option anymore. They were mated and apparently approved by Star Fleet. He was just the doctor, co-worker and friend. It would have to be enough.
“Good morning, Doctor.” Spock gave his customary greeting as he sat down at the table next to McCoy.
“Mister Spock,” he greeted the alpha back only a little surprised that the Vulcan had chosen the seat closest to him and not his new mate. McCoy couldn’t help the small flare of his nostrils as he took in the wonderful aroma of the alpha as he always did whenever the alpha was near. It always comforted him in ways he couldn’t explain, even now he felt the tension he didn’t realize he had drain from his shoulders. He instantly felt safe surrounded by the others aura. Which was then followed by a sense of guilt, this was now essentially his best friends husband. Damn omega tendencies. McCoy couldn’t help but to fidget in his seat while trying to avoid both of his friends. He was about to get up when a gentle hand on his wrist stopped him.
“Doctor, it would appear that you have yet to finish nourishing yourself for the day ahead. May I suggest you finish eating before you take your leave?”
Long deceptively delicate looking fingers tightened ever so slightly on his wrist and the anxiety McCoy had been feeling so suddenly began to fade. He looked over to Jim worried that he would be upset with Spock not only touching him but also sitting so close but the kid just smiled back as he continued to work on his eggs. McCoy allowed himself take the comfort that was being offered.
Spock was an enigma to the Doctor. He simply refused to act the typical alpha no matter how McCoy pushed him. Their original arguments had been an honest attempt from McCoy to get an emotional rise out of the Vulcan side of the first officer and then later to test the alpha side. Spock had been happy to challenge his words but he never stepped out of line, never seeming lost his temper only offered McCoy a new challenge. McCoy really wasn’t sure when things changed from dislike to the odd friendship they shared now but change it did. He found himself relying on the Vulcan in a way he never had anyone else besides maybe Jim.
“Alright,” he gave a small smile to Spock who released his wrist in order to pull the forgotten plate with toast closer to McCoy. He ate in silence, data pad forgotten as he listened to Spock and Jim talk about the day to come. The mood around them changed into something McCoy was far more familiar with. The conversation had turned to once more trying to convince the Vulcan that human emotions were not illogical, an ongoing argument that McCoy took great pleasure in. McCoy always enjoyed trying to get a rise out of the stoic Vulcan, even if he was the one that always ended up riled in the end.
***
Spock and Kirk walked side by side in companionable silence as they approached the docks. The Doctor had left them shortly after breakfast to go and check in at the south clinic to aid some other doctor. Or at least that is what Jim gleaned from the doctor as he made a hasty retreat after eating his toast. Spock and Jim had left shortly after to go and check on the rest of the crew members before finally stopping by to see the construction of the new and improved Enterprise. Their presence had been requested to sign off on a few des design elements on the bridge before they would be considered complete. Jim knew this wasn’t something that was normally done or offered to a Captain or crew so he dared not refuse. However; there was a pain deep in his heart when he looked upon the new ship, it still would never be the same as the first.
“Captain?”
Kirk glanced over to Spock; he had forgotten how sensitive Spock was to his moods especially when in this close proximity. They had really only been officially bonded for less than 24 hours and Jim was still trying to get used to his mates telepathy. Jim glanced over to Spock and noticed as they walked their shoulders were almost touching and it brought a small smile to Jim’s lips. The First Officer always had an uncanny ability to read him so when Spock had confirmed he was a touch telepath a lot of things clicked for the Captain. Really, he should have put it together a lot sooner than he did after Spock Prime had melded with him and wasn’t that an experience? Melding with the old Vulcan had been like being wrapped in a favorite blanket, sitting on the porch with a beloved grandfather. Melding as he did with Spock last night had been was like bathing in molten passion. It was an experience he would treasure always.
Kirk gave what he hoped was a reassuring smile. “It’s nothing. I was just thinking how this Enterprise will never be the same as the first one.”
“Of course it will not, Captain.” Spock now just looked confused as he digested the Captain’s statement. “It is impossible for it to be the same because it is a replacement. It will be far superior to the one that was destroyed.” Spock couldn’t help but to notice the Captain cringe slightly at his words which just fueled his confusion.
“I know that Spock, what I am saying is that the first one had a….” Jim tried to find the right words but just ended up finishing with a small shrug. “I loved that other ship.”
“It is not logical to love an inanimate object.”
Kirk gave a small laugh. “I know that but it doesn’t change the fact that I miss it. I almost feel like I am cheating on her with this newer model.”
Both officers stopped at the large viewing window of the dock. The ship was taking form finally; the outer plating was in place with most of the work now taking happening within. It would be perhaps another week before they would be able to take her out of port and into the great expanse.
“Captain, you cannot ‘cheat’ on a ship.”
“Come on Spock, don’t you feel anything about the other ship? Think about all we went through!”
“Indeed Captain,” Spock said with a rise of his brow. “However, I feel that it is prudent that I point out that the ship, while important is only a tool. What has kept us all alive is the crew within that ship.”
Jim felt any fight in him drain but his melancholy remained. They had lost far too many of the crew with their last encounter. “Your right, but I still will miss the original.”
“I understand Jim; after all it was also your first command. I am still surprised that it was possible to rebuild it after our encounter with Kahn.”
Jim couldn’t help it but just the utterance of that man’s name sent a shiver through him. He tried to hide it but of course Spock was not one to miss anything. Gentle fingers incased his wrist and he felt warmth and calm wash over his mind. He gave Spock a small sad smile as he dropped his forehead onto Spock’s shoulder for a moment. What surprised him most was that Spock allowed it.
“There is no need to be surprised. I would never push you away if being next to me is what you need.”
Wow, Jim didn’t think he would ever get used to that. There was just no room for misunderstandings. He didn’t have to flounder with what to say, Spock just knew. It was part of the reason why he had avoided commitment in his past. He wasn’t good with the whole give and take in a relationship. Always having to guess where he stood and then he would enviably say the wrong thing and it would all blow up in his face. That had only happened a few times before he metaphorically washed his hands of long term relationships. They just didn’t work out well for him.
The fingers encasing his wrist once again tightened and that same comfortable feeling of warmth flood him again. His inner omega melted even further as he physically leaned a little more into the unassuming alpha.
“Gentlemen,” both turned to see the approaching tech. “Captain Kirk and Commander Spock?”
Jim righted himself and Spock released his wrist as the beta approached and Jim gave a small nod of acknowledgement already missing Spock’s closeness even though he still stood beside him.
“I have been instructed to bring you aboard for a walk though.”
“Lead the way.”
The tech had left them after they boarded the vessel giving a data pad to Kirk and Spock both to make notes of anything they felt should be addressed. He had to admit his nostalgia for the original Enterprise took a back seat, replaced by the sudden excitement of being able to make changes to the one still under construction. Of course they wouldn’t let him make huge design changes but it was still exciting.
Currently they were on the bridge with Kirk sitting in his new command chair and Spock going over the layout of his station as well as Uhura’s. Jim could see him already making a number of notes on his own pad as he did a number of system checks. Kirk gave a small laugh which drew his lover’s attention to him. Spock didn’t say anything, just raised an eye brow at him.
“I was just thinking of your notes compared to mine. I bet you have all kinds of things about scanner read outs and whatnot.”
“Indeed.”
“Yeah, so far I just put in a request for a cup holder.” Kirk swore he saw a small twitch on the corner of Spock’s mouth.
“With your continuing perchance to spill your drink it would perhaps not be an improper request.”
“Hey, I don’t always spill my coffee!” Spock just continued to hold his gaze. “Whatever.”
“Jim, have you finished with your assessment?” The Vulcan asked as he finished his last note on his pad.
“Yeah,” Jim answered looking around once more. He had to admit that he was excited to be on the bridge on his ship once more. To think he almost gave it up.
Spock and Jim walked side by side once more down the familiar but different corridors of the ship. On every level there were techs working on various parts, panels open, wiring pulled out and draped about, but the ship still had an air of being more complete than not. Most everyone was so wrapped up in their work that they didn’t even acknowledge the two officers as they made their rounds.
When Spock and Jim made it to the inner workings of the ships engines Jim was pleased to find none other than his Chief Engineer. Scotty was elbow deep in the warp core hardware. The Scotsman barley gave them a second glance when Jim shouted a hello to the man. He gave a small wave before his attention was once again back on his task. Jaylah wasn’t too far away either. The girl would be headed to Earth and Star Fleet around the same time the Enterprise would be leaving dock. She had stayed close to Scotty, learning all she could from him as well as teaching him a few things as well. Jim had to admit that he liked her and wished her the best. If after she graduated she put in a request to join the crew, he would not hesitate to take her on. He wouldn’t tell anyone but he had already made a request for her pending her graduation.
Spock took the lead after they left the engineering section of the ship and Kirk was happy to follow. He had yet to take command of the ship and didn’t feel like trying to be a leader at the moment. He was perfectly happy being carefree for the moment. Jim found himself content in letting the alpha make decisions.
Spock stopped at a door that was closed and typed in a pass code before they opened with a customary whoosh. Jim realized that they were in the living quarters of the ship, more importantly it was the officer’s quarters. The room was currently only sparsely furnished, a desk, a table and few chairs. Obviously proper furnishings would come later.
“I have requested a few modifications to this room after the call to Admiralty this morning.”
“Oh?” Jim asked absently.
“Indeed, it was only logical as it will be occupied by at least two people instead of just one that a few design changes would be in order.”
At that Jim blushed slightly. After the events of last night he hadn’t thought too much of the fact that he was actually bounded now. Jim was one to jump in with both feet, not thinking any further than the initial jump. Well, it would seem he had Spock for the thinking ahead now. He was happy with the security Spock brought him. His life was going to change now permanently and it gave him a thrill to know that he wasn’t going to be alone anymore.
“All good changes I am sure.” Jim’s blinding smile was back and he put himself in the alpha’s arms. Spock did not hesitate to return the gesture if not the smile itself.
“But are you forgetting what we talked about this morning?”
“No, Jim, I have not forgotten. However; as I am sure you remember my caution on how to broach the subject with the Doctor. If we press him too quickly then we run the risk of losing him for sure.”
“Yeah, I get it.” Jim let out a long suffering sigh as he tightened his grip on the Vulcan and buried his face in the warm chest. He let the alpha’s calming presence wash over him. He never realized until last night just how much he loved Spock’s calmness, it was the perfect balance to his own natural chaos.
“Bones needs this too.”
“That he does and I am not opposed to mating him as well since you also agree but it is a delicate matter that cannot be rushed.” Spock lifted Jim by the chin so that he could look into the young Captain’s bright eyes. “Leave it to me to woo our reluctant Doctor.”
“I love you Spock.”
Spock did not answer in words but put his hand on the Captain’s face in the now familiar meld points. Jim felt Spock’s love wash over him; it was something Jim had never felt before. No clumsy words to be mistaken or misinterpreted, this was raw and true. Spock knew him in a way no one else ever had and it should have terrified him but instead it made him feel safe and secure. Without breaking the meld Jim pulled the Vulcan forward into a searing kiss. The passion the alpha returned the kiss with was both mental and physical.
The omega quickly found himself turned and bent over a table in the room with his alpha draped over him. Sure fingers undid the fastening on Jim’s pants and before the young Captain could register what was happening his pants were pulled down leaving his ass exposed. Those same sure fingers found their way to his opening prodding at his entrance. There was no need for any lengthy prep, Jim was already wet and had been the moment Spock had kissed him.
“Please Spock!”
Spock’s answer was a silent one, save for the distinct sound of a zipper being drawn down and the soft wrestling of the others clothes. Spock lined himself up and pushed into the omega beneath him, one firm hand between the omega’s shoulders holding him down as the other held tight to the Captain’s hip. Once settled in the enveloping heat of the omega Spock began with a brutal pace as he removed his hand from Jim’s shoulder in order to grip with both hands on the Captains hips. Jim held onto the edge of the table as he tried to push himself back onto Spock as the Vulcan thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt with each thrust. In the end Jim gave up. All he could do was whimper and gasp as the Vulcan took complete control of his body and their joining.
“God Spock!”
Jim had never been fucked so thoroughly from any of his past partners the way Spock took him. Each thrust held the promise of so much power. Jim had been victim to the Vulcan’s anger and he knew the amount of strength that the alpha possessed and it should have been terrifying. He knew that the hands that gripped him could crush him, but Spock never would hurt him. Not in this, not as his lover and mate. All that power, all that focus that Spock put on him was always under control. It shouldn’t feel so freeing but it did. Jim felt like he was on the edge of a cliff about to fall but Spock always pulled him back at the last moment, keeping him safe and letting him fly.
In the silence of the room the obscene sound of flesh smacking flesh competed with Jim’s moans as Spock worked them both to completion. Spock was close and his hips started to stutter in their pace. The first officer worked himself deep into his captain searching for his internal vaginal opening. It didn’t take much for the head of his dick to find it again after last night and push in. Spock thrust two more times, his balls smacking Jim hard as Spock made sure he was secure inside that snug little pocket in his captain before his knot locked him firmly in place.
Jim was by no means a virgin but as of last night Jim had not had many experiences with taking a knot and Spock knew that he was anything but small. The omega started to squirm as the knot continued to grow in size. Spock laid himself more firmly along his lover’s back to still him so that the young captain would not dislodge the alpha from that hidden spot deep within. Reaching out Spock found the meld points once more on his lover’s face. As soon as he made contact their pleasure became one. Jim howled out his release, his own dick spitting a small amount of clear liquid instead of sperm. Jim was being mounted by an alpha and his body knew it so it did not waste energy trying to produce viable sperm. Instead the eternal opening his lover had worked so hard to penetrate gripped the head of Spock’s dick and worked to suck him in as the Vulcan supplied it with ample seed.
Jim cried out as a second orgasm rushed through him. He could feel the warm rush of Spock’s fluids and he had to fight to stay conscious as his eyes rolled back in his head. Never had sex felt so amazing before.
They rested together, sated as they waited for Spock’s knot to deflate enough for him to pull out. Jim was perfectly happy to bask in the afterglow, but soon enough he felt Spock start to move behind him. It was inevitable but he couldn’t help but to mourn the loss of their physical connection. Jim couldn’t bring himself to move right away even when he heard the sound of clothes rustling behind him. He assumed it was Spock fixing his own clothes before he felt a cloth wiping him. He glanced back to his Vulcan with a small smile.
“I love you Spock, you always take such great care of me.”
“Of course Jim.” Spock then helped the young man stand up fully and lean on him slightly as he pulled up and refastened the captain’s pants. Jim couldn’t hide the feeling that he was forever safe in Spock’s arms, he really was turning into a sap wasn’t he? Yet he knew that Spock would never take more than he was given and he kept safe everything that he already had of Jim.
Spock let himself feel a wave of overwhelming satisfaction at Jim’s thoughts. He could feel both Jim’s need for him and his love and it filled something inside of him that he never knew needed to be filled before last night. He let his desire wash through him and into Jim before he pulled his hands away and stepped back, severing their physical contact. If he didn’t step away now he would have the captain under him once more and they would run the risk of being found in a rather compromising position. That would unequivocally be frowned upon by their superiors. Spock was unsure what he would do if they no longer had their current approval; he refused to allow himself to dwell on it, it was illogical to speculate on such things. Instead he thought about how firm the bond he shared with Jim had become in such a short time. While they would probably never be able to share a full bond like he would be able to with another Vulcan Spock was still surprised that Kirk was so responsive to him. He wondered absently if it would be the same with the Doctor.
The ease at which Spock and Jim’s bond had formed continued to surprise them both. Jim was by no means a telepath but yet he was able to connect with the Vulcan. Spock had told him it was just further evidence to support their compatibility. Jim treasured the ability to connect with Spock beyond the physical.
“I wonder if Bones will be able to bond the same way we have.” Jim unintentionally echoed their thoughts aloud.
“Jim,” there was a chastising note in the alpha’s voice.
“I know, I won’t push it but I can still hope,” Jim turned pleading eyes to the Vulcan. “Can’t I? And how did you know what I was thinking, you weren’t even touching me.”
“In some things you are very predictable. And yes, I understand your need to hope as I feel the same.” Jim gave Spock a small smile.
“So did you plan this or something? Get me alone in our new cabin and ravish me?” Jim was only teasing of course; trying to change the subject but when he looked back to the alpha there was just something in the Vulcan’s expression that made Jim pause. “You did, you planned this!”
The Vulcan didn’t even bother to deny the claim as he righted his clothes, brushing at nonexistent lint on his uniform. He looked as if nothing had happened. Like he hadn’t just had his Captain and lover bent over a table in a room without even a locked door.
“I enjoyed the idea of claiming you here on both this ship and in our new quarters. I felt it would be far more pleasant to do so before our maiden voyage as at such time we will both be consumed with our duties.”
“Mister Spock, you are far more devious than others give you credit for.” Jim looked back at the table; he would never be able to look at again and not think of this moment. He wondered if that was also a part of Spock’s master plan.
“Indeed, shall we finish our tour and then collect the good Doctor for dinner? I am concerned with his growing habit of skipping meals.”
“I do believe that sounds like a wonderful idea, Mister Spock.”