Kirk/Spock Advent Calendar 2006

Carpe Diem

by T'Sihek; first-time rated PG-13
Beta: Starshadow helped me with that and I'm glad she did. The remaining mistakes are mine alone.
Disclaimer: I don't own the guys and girls of Star Trek, but the story is mine. And there is no profit made except fun.
Spock uses a sudden opportunity.
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Sensations, touches, emotions I've wished for so long. Still half asleep I snuggle closer against the warm and relaxed body behind me, allowing my thoughts to drift. They rise like colorful pictures out of sun warmed morning fog from my memories.

On Phenos there was an epidemic for a disease whose cure had long been known, but not on this world, which had only been a member of the Federation a short time. The Enterprise was ordered to Deep Space Five, where a generous amount of medicine and inoculation serums was handed over and we were sent to Phenos.

When we arrived the situation was very critical. Almost 70%--69.37% to quote Spock--were already sick. But with the help of the medicine we brought the situation soon was under control again. McCoy then instructed Phenos' physicians and Spock worked with his staff to help the Phenosans to build up their own production and distribution of the medicine so the Phenosans could help themselves in the future.

The High Derim of Phenos, Neratus, invited Spock, McCoy and me to spent a few days in his palace in order to thank us for the help. After consulting headquarters we actually received three days of shore leave. Three days, in which everything I thought I knew was turned upside down. Well... almost...

McCoy decided to amuse himself in the capital as the crew was doing. Spock disappeared in the enormous park-like garden, which belonged to the palace and I... well..

I'm smiling, remembering myself standing there on the stairs and watching my two best friends walking away in exactly opposite directions.

Well... I was standing literally 'in between' and mused about how I could get myself busy during the next three days. My mind told me I should use the opportunity to get laid. That also had been a half-teasing, half-serious advice Bones had given me. But my intuition told me I should follow Spock.

As inconspicuously as possible I led him away from the flowers and breathed in relief when we reached the edge of the forest. A wide meadow was lying before us, only interrupted by small groups of trees. An inviting path, bordered by colorful flowers, led through it.

I can't remember what we had talked about. I just enjoyed the sunlight and the knowledge that I wasn't responsible for the universe's fate for the next three days. Spock seemed to feel the same as he was visibly relaxing. His rigid body composure lessened and the always controlled features softened.

Again and again I had to look at him, admiring his elegant moves, watching his cat-like grace, the strong, lean body. Long ago I had passed the point at where I thought about the fact that I, James 'Tomcat' Kirk, was in love with a man. The only thing that made me sad about it was that I had no idea what Spock might think about such a relationship. I knew that even on Vulcan same-sex-relationships existed--Vulcans weren't so much different from Humans at all. They just know how to hide that fact. But I still had no idea of how Spock was thinking about a male lover.

I didn't want to frighten him or to scare him away. So I kept my little secret to myself. Even Bones knew nothing about it.

Talking and enjoying each other we wandered through the park for hours. At times my gaze fell upon some strange looking slim plants. They grew in varying heights between other flowers and plants. In some way they reminded me of asparagus, but they were much longer, thicker and at the end there was an almond-shaped tip. I couldn't detect any leaves or blossoms... just those thick, green, candle-straight shafts.

Surely Spock could have told me what it was named, but I didn't ask him. I don't know even now why I kept silent.

The following night I dreamt about Spock. That was nothing new or unusual. In fact, it was usual that I often woke lying on a wet sheet the morning after those dreams.

That was not the cause for my blushing when I met Spock at breakfast the next morning. Derim Neratus, his wife, a visibly relaxed McCoy--I could easily imagine why--and Spock all seemed to enjoy themselves. Only I was quieter than usual. My fantasies during the previous night had shown me Spock with that plant--in various combinations.

These partly scurrile, partly amusing and partly erotic imagines were on my mind during breakfast and caused me to flinch whenever I met Spock's gaze. In plain words I acted like a shy teenager on his first date. Bones didn't seem to notice anything unusual. But Spock did, as I knew in the meantime, and made his own conclusions.

After finishing breakfast I went with Bones. But the bars and brothels he recommended to me for the evening couldn't gain my interest. Instead something else captured my attention. Wherever I looked I saw those strange plants and once I started to really look for them, they were everywhere.

After a comfortable lunch I parted from Bones and returned to the palace. The plants and my dream of the previous night still were present in my mind. I even knew what the cause for mixing Spock with it might have been. I was familiar with the sight of Spock's body, knew how strong and sinewy he was from countless workouts together. I even had seen him naked while showering after training. But I never had dared to really 'look' at him.

The more I dreamt of him, the more I tried to imagine him aroused. And my fantasy wasn't very far away from the way those plants looked.

Lost in thought I again wandered through the garden. The plants were everywhere. At last I couldn't resist any longer and knelt down in front of one and touched the thick shaft. It felt cool and smooth, almost silken. I could barely close my fist around it, thick as it was. It was exactly as I had experienced during my dreams the night before. Heat was spreading within my body and I closed my eyes. Lost in thoughts and images I let my thumb glide over the smooth surface of the almond-shaped tip.

A cold shower in the appearance of Spock's voice threw me back into reality. I blushed and got up--with much dignity as I could manage.

"It would be a loss to pick the plant before the blossom opens, Jim." He just stood there, his hands clasped behind his back and looked at me. The dark eyes sparkled with the glimmer that always made me breathless.

For seconds I could only stare at him. Then, very slowly, my mind started to work again and I noticed one of the words he had said. "Ahh... blossom?"

Spock nodded calmly. I prayed that he hadn't seen 'what' I had done with that bud.

"Yes, 'blossom'. These plants, you can see everywhere, were the blossoms of Hippeastrum, also commonly called Amaryllis. They were imported from Earth and there they are used to decorate houses during Christmas time, next to Christmas trees, candles and other dŽcor. Derim Neratus learned about it when he visited Earth and he brought back hundreds of bulbs with him. They acclimated themselves very fast and now they grow everywhere. In a few days all the plants will open their blossoms almost at the same time."

"Oh... I didn't know that." Well, it was not a very intelligent response, but I was glad to find at least one that didn't sound too stupid because Spock still was watching me with 'that' gaze. I felt hot and cold the same time and getting nervous I turned away.

"Not very far away I found something you might find interesting, Jim" he finally offered with an even voice. Only he was able to speak to me in this way, or pronounce my name like this and I couldn't keep my body from responding. Whatever Spock had discovered... I prayed it really could divert my mind.

Wordlessly he indicated the way and we went on, side by side. I was so much lost in thought that I didn't notice when he suddenly disappeared. Confused I stopped and looked around.

All around me there were those Amaryllis buds. They grew among evergreen bushes, under the branches of the trees and even between the stones that formed the path. On some I could see some colorful spots, perhaps the first signs of the upcoming blossoms.

"Here, Jim." Following his voice I soon stood in front of some trees. Their branches bowed toward the earth and formed a kind of natural cavern. "Push the branches away and enter the cavern."

I did as I was told and went into a green room. The light was dimmed by the leaves and created an unrealistic atmosphere. Even here the Amaryllis grew through the thick layer of soft moss, covering the ground.

"Where are you? I can't see you." I turned around, trying to detect him in the greenish light.

I turned again... and my mouth fell open. Spock stood, in all his naked glory, leaning against the tree's trunk, smiling at me. Involuntarily I let my gaze wander over his slender body until a bright red blossom that he held in his lap, captured my eyes. I barely remembered I'd seen similar blossoms in my parent's house during the Christmas holidays, just as Spock had told me.

The sunlight shining through the leaves bathed his body in a soft greenish shimmer. He seemed to become one with his surroundings like a mystery fairy king. Slowly he approached me, a sensual smile on his lips. When he finally stood in front of me, he lifted the flower. "I thought you'd like to actually see one of the Amaryllis."

His voice still sounded calm, but much lower and warmer than I was used to. In fact he almost purred. I shivered with excitement. What had he said... the Amaryllis was used to decorate the house during Christmas time? I felt as if Christmas and my birthday took place on the same day. Finally my seemingly unrealistic, but most wished for dreams will come true. Breathless I awaited his next move.

Very slowly he lifted the blossom a bit more and touched my face with it. The cool petals caressed my cheeks, my lips. Then he bent down and kissed me as tenderly as the blossom had done a moment before.

"Your lips are almost the same color as the Amaryllis," he murmured and barely touched them with his fingertips.

Without thinking I pulled his head down to me and kissed him hungrily. Spock didn't just let it happen but answered my caresses without hesitation. Moments later we embraced each other down on the soft moss...

Later we returned to our rooms in the palace, where we made love until we slept exhausted but satiated and happy as never before.

The pressure on my arm is changing and I can feel a slight tension building in the sleepy body behind me. The warm head on my neck is moving, warm lips caress my sensuous skin. Goosebumps spread over my arms when he tenderly bites me with his teeth. "Hey, that tickles," I murmur, but I don't retreat.

Dark eyes twinkle at me, warn me. The next moment his strong hands are all over on my body, tickling, caressing. Laughing I try to escape him until I run out of breath. Kissing him finally, I feel our bodies respond to our proximity.

Suddenly I remember something and retreat a bit. "Why did you know...?" Shyness had me hesitating.

"What? That you wanted to know how my body looks like when I'm aroused? Or that you're in love with me?"

I'm blushing and Spock laughs tenderly and low. He likes to make me blush. 'That' I have learned rather fast in the last hours.

He kisses me, then let his lips slowly wander deeper. "No. To do that I would have to touch you."

It is hard to me to concentrate when he kisses me like 'that'. "And why did you know nevertheless?"

Spock lifts his head with laughing eyes. "Sometimes one can read the thoughts of others without reading their minds. The way you 'looked' at these plants allowed only one logical explanation. I had to use that opportunity."