Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto)

Author: ivansfanfiction

  • Today May 21, 2021

    There’s no easy way to say that today my mother passed away after nearly 95 years.

    I was there in the room as she took her last breath.

    I’m going to be out of commission for a bit but I will be back. Thank you

  • Cosmic Love, Part/Chapter 14

    Probably not safe for work

    Clothes were strewn about Jim’s dorm. They finally were lying on the little bed. Spock on Jim, kissing him breathless. Whatever experience neither of them had, Spock was a damn fine kisser.

    And damn fine too. Before they’d gotten on the bed, Jim had snuck a look at Spock’s nude body. Maybe he was wrong, but Jim was pretty sure Spock was extremely well built.

    Everywhere.

    And perhaps that part being well built ought to scare him a bit but it didn’t.

    Jim sucked in a gulpful of air when Spock paused long enough to allow it. When Spock resumed his mouth’s assault, Jim lowered his hand between their bodies and closed his fingers around Spock’s hardening shaft. Of course, Jim knew what one felt like, having one himself, but this seemed somehow different. Having his fist around someone else’s dick, and Spock’s for pity’s sake, well…Jim considered his mind blown.

    Spock moaned and stopped kissing Jim long enough to say hoarsely, “I can blow something else should you desire.”

    Mirth bubbled up inside him. “Oh, I desire all right. Wait, were you reading my mind?”

    “I am a touch telepath,” Spock reminded him. He groaned loudly when Jim swiped his thumb over the head of Spock’s cock. “For someone who has not done that you remarkably talented.”

    “Well.” And Jim was blushing. “I have one, you know, and have done some…practicing.”

    Spock arched a brow. “Yes, I take your meaning. I cannot deny a bit of research myself.”

    Jim grinned, pulled him down for another kiss, but this time Spock pulled away.

    “If your desire is for me to work my mouth on that particular appendage of yours, we will need to cease kissing, so that I may move down there.”

    This time Jim laughed out loud. “Oh, my gosh, you’re so cool. I never imagined sex would be so funny and fun at the same time.”

    Spock shrugged, kissed Jim once more, and then began to crawl down Jim’s body, dislodging Jim’s fingers from his own dick as he did so.

    Jim’s breaths shorted. This was real. Spock was about to—

    “Ahhhhh.”

  • Another Difficult Day

    Sorry to be a downer. But I have to vent a bit somewhre

    Today we made the decision to keep Ma in bed for the rest of her time. It was just too hard for my sister to move her anymore during the night when she had to go to the bathroom etc. It was hard for the two of us too.

    It’s really heartbreaking to watch the decline of someone you’ve know your entire life. I know some of you know this firsthand. You think you’re prepared for all this but you aren’t. You never can be.

    We are nearing the end I think. I can’t imagine it will be much longer. When it is over there will be a mass as she was Catholic born and raised. I’ll let you know.

    I will write stuff as I can. But please know I appreciate all of you sticking with me and your support.

    You are all phenomenal.

  • Briefly

    Still here and still in limbo. Ma hasn’t eaten for five days now but she still drinks a tiny bit of iced tea. I go there every night now to help get her into the bathroom and into bed. It’s taking up a lot of my time other than work and what free time I do have, I try using for fun things like video games or something like that. I am doing a tiny bit of writing when I can fit it in, as you know from what updates I have done.

    Anyway that’s where things stand right now.

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  • Song Fic Sneak Peek

    I haven’t finished it yet but hope to soon. It’s an AU as you will probably be able to tell but I do see the AOS Spirk guys not TOS.

    Anyway, I thought I’d share it here since I currently have nothing else to post here.

    It’s based on the song, One More Night by Phil Collins.

    Spock had a dilemma.

    Unfortunately, he had found himself with this dilemma for some time and had found that he was not as much of a man of action as he should be. But the truth was he was in love with a Human and that Human was leaving Vulcan tomorrow.

    For the past three months, Ensign James T Kirk of Starfleet, had been on Vulcan on a temporary assignment at the Earth Embassy in ShiKahr. Spock had become acquainted with him. They were, Spock considered, friends.

    Spock realized nearly two weeks ago that Spock wished to be more than friends, but he had never taken the time to discuss this with…Jim.

    Tomorrow Jim would return to Earth and Spock…would be left with regrets.

    He only had one more night, and perhaps that was all he needed.

    The problem, though, was he was hardly the only Vulcan who admired Jim. Spock had been aware that Jim had not lacked for company the three months he had been there. He’d gone on numerous dates, with Vulcans, and with other species that made their home on Vulcan. Though Spock did not have direct evidence, he was fairly certain that some of these dates involved certain levels of intimacy.

    Intimacy with Jim that Spock had been unable to secure.

    Spock had always been introverted. To his detriment. Jim was anything but. He was full of mirth, beauty, and enthusiasm even Vulcans found themselves unable to resist.

    Spock looked down at his communication device. He could contact Jim and see if he was available to attend a social evening with Spock. They had, actually, gone out for tea and Vulcan food a time or two as friends. Perhaps he would be able to present his plans in that manner and Jim would agree.

    He began to open the device but then abruptly closed it.

    What if Jim was not alone?

    This was entirely possible.

    He might contact Jim, Jim would answer, and Spock could possibly hear someone in the background with Jim. Or Jim could simply say he had other plans. It was his last night after all.

    Had Spock missed his chance? Jim was leaving. What kind of relationship could they have? Spock was supposed to start his second year at the Vulcan Science Academy next week.

    “Spock?”

    He turned to see his mother approach him in their home. He stood at the window overlooking her garden, unable, apparently, to do anything.

    “Mother, I…”

    “What is it, Spock?”

    “I have developed feelings, most illogical feelings, for another and I have been unable to disclose their nature to the recipient.”

    She stood beside him, looking out at the garden the same as him. “And you wish to?”

    “I fear I have left it too long.”

    “Why do you believe that?”

    “He…departs Vulcan in the morning. Then he will likely be assigned to a starship.”

    “Oh.” She nodded. “It is your friend, Jim Kirk.”

    “Yes.”

    “If you do not at least make the attempt, Spock, you will regret it. Always.” She sighed, shook her head. “When I met your father, I held back my feelings for a long time. I thought we would never suit, we had nothing in common. It turned out Sarek was doing the same. One day, when it was, I don’t know, nearly time for us to stop seeing each other, we both admitted to our attraction.” She smiled. “You are the result.”

    “I have wasted so much time.” Spock sighed. “And I do not believe there will ever be a time he will feel the same.”

    “Why, Spock? Surely, you know your worth.”

    “I do not know. He has so many choices.”

    “You won’t know what he chooses until you present yourself as one of those choices, Spock.”

  • Just a Very Short Mother’s Day Flash

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    “You don’t have to go with me. It’s okay.”

    Jim meant it too. He knew that even now, after all these years, Spock acutely felt the loss of his mother. His one champion when no one else was for so long.

    “I know that I do not, Jim, but I am going anyway.”

    Jim smiled faintly. “Are you sure? I’ll understand. So will Mom.”

    For a moment Spock looked away, looking Jim didn’t know where. Into the recesses of his mind, Jim supposed. Jim squeezed Spock’s hand.

    They stood outside Jim’s mother’s retirement facility. Jim and his mother had made the decision for her to enter one of those places last year. They’d let the farm go to pay for it. It was one of those places where his mom had her own little apartment, and there was a restaurant and activities. It was at that restaurant where Jim planned to have brunch with her.

    Spock gazed back at Jim. “I will always be at your side, you need not fear.”

    “I know. But this is different.”

    “No, it is not. I am glad we are able to be with your mother today. Because not everyone can be with theirs.”

    Jim squeezed Spock’s hand again. “All right then. Let’s go, honey.”

    And when they went inside, his mom’s eyes lit up at the sight of them.

    Jim went to her, hugged and kissed her.

    “Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.”    

  • Cosmic Love, Chapter 13, May 07, 2021

    When I post this all at once on AO3 (if I do so we can all collect it if we want), I’ll probably play around with chapter placement, for now, this is the chapter numbers you get.

    Spock kissed Jim for a long time. Holding him close. Arms around his waist. Just kissing. He wanted no pressure on either of them. Yes, he’d brought the necessary lubricant. And yes he wished for them to do whatever they felt like doing, but…on the other hand, he didn’t want to rush Jim. Or himself. They had time.

    They made it over to Jim’s single bed. Fell on to it. Lips still connected. Arms still locked around each other. A fleeting thought was that they really needed bigger beds, both of them.

    During a particularly heated kiss, Spock managed to knock Jim’s glasses askew, which caused a puff of a laugh to escape from Jim’s mouth to Spock’s and somehow it was like breathing the same air.

    Spock removed the glasses and put them on a little side table by Jim’s bed. Now as he drew back and looked into those sapphire eyes, Spock thought they were like the most beautiful of jewels. He felt a bit foolish thinking this but he did anyway.

    Jim licked his lips and Spock watched him. He watched Jim’s every move.

    “Do you want to…do what we talked about or…like the-the full thing?”

    Jim’s shy question filled Spock with so much warm affection and yes, lust, that it was almost too much for a Vulcan. He put his hand on Jim’s face. Everything about him, about this human, felt perfect, felt right.

    “I want…everything with you.”

    “Have you-you ever—?”

    “I have no more experience than you, Jim, but…I have done research and I understand the logistics.”

    Jim turned a bit pink, but his smile lit up his face. “Well…as long as you understand the logistics.”

    “You are laughing at me.”

    Jim shook his head, but his smile widened. “No. I mean, sure, but only a little. I, uh, too did some research. And I know how it works too.”

    Spock’s lips twitched. “That is good.”

    Jim returned to kissing him, and all amusement fled Spock’s mind, and his thoughts turned to what would happen next.    

  • Eveningstar’s Birthday Flash (for May 10)

    A little early, because her birthday is May 10th but I wanted to get it up now so she could enjoy it before her little wine tasting trip!

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    “Stood up again,” Leonard muttered as he lifted his glass of bourbon to his lips and took a large swallow.

    Last time they were supposed to meet him at a restaurant, a few months back, some crisis prevented them from showing up. And Leonard was pretty sure getting stood up by Jim for plans dated back to their Academy days. If he thought Spock would be a mature, steadying influence…

    He’d at least thought on his birthday, Jim would make the effort. But nope. They were supposed to be there a half hour ago.

    He finished his drink and was about to slide right off the stool he sat on so he could be on his way when suddenly the bar’s door burst open and none other than Jim came rushing in, running, literally running, to Leonard.

    His face was flushed red, his blue eyes shining, his lips looking a bit puffy. He wore his dress uniform. An admiral’s one, now, though just barely. There was a bit more gray in his hair than before, but still he was in pretty good shape. More than Leonard could probably say for himself. He guessed Khan’s blood was working its magic on Jim.

    “Bones! Thank God, I didn’t miss you.”

    “Jim—”

    Jim one armed hugged him and then kissed the top of Leonard’s head. “Happy Birthday!”

    “You been drinking already?”

    “What?” Jim laughed. “No, no. I’ve had nothing.”

    “You seem intoxicated.” Leonard narrowed his eyes.

    Jim sat down hard on the stool next to him. “Drunk on love maybe.”

    “Please, it’s my birthday.  Where is Spock anyway? Thought he was coming.”

    “He’s coming at a much more sedate pace, of course. I said I’d run along ahead to make sure you hadn’t left.”

    “Well.” Leonard glared at him. “I’ve been waiting thirty minutes.”

    “Exactly. Sorry. So Sorry.” He leaned forward, almost tumbling off the stool, as he kissed the top of Leonard’s head again. “Spock’s got your presents.”

    Leonard perked up at this. “Presents?”

    “Yep. It’s just some booze and stuff. You can wait to open them later.”

    “You wrapped them? Why wrap booze if you were going to tell me? That’s no surprise, you know.”

    “You hate surprises anyway. I told you ‘and stuff” so it’s not just booze.”

    Leonard snorted. “If you haven’t already been drinking then—”

    The door to the bar opened again and this time it was Spock. And he too had dressed in his dress uniform. His arms were full of brightly wrapped birthday presents.

    Leonard grinned. “Ah, Jimmy, you shouldn’t have!”

    “I know it. But I did.” Jim got up from the stool and rushed toward Spock, grabbing onto his arm, and dragging him the rest of the way. “Need help, honey?”

    “I have it, Admiral.”

    Leonard rolled his eyes. They’d been shagging for years and Spock still called him his title. Wondered if he did that while they were…nah, Leonard didn’t want to know.

    Spock gazed blankly at Leonard, dumped the wrapped presents on the bar beside Leonard, and said, “Happy Birthday.”

    “Thanks, Spock.”

    Jim looked at Spock as though he’d hung the moon or something. He put his arm around Spock’s waist, and then looked back at Leonard.

    “So, we were a little late, because…”

    “You were canoodling.”

    Jim laughed. “I know that’s your word for—”

    “We were not,” Spock said quickly.

    “Right. But we were getting married. Barnett married us in his office. His wife and daughter were our witnesses.”

    “Wait. What? You got married on my birthday?”

    “I had to act fast before Spock changed his mind. We’ll have like a big reception with everyone later.”

    “A small one,” Spock said.

    “Right,” Jim said again. “With like, I don’t know, five hundred—”

    “Fifty.”

    Jim shrugged. “Five hundred fifty then.”

    “Jim—”

    Leonard chuckled. “I can’t believe you saddled yourself to this idiot for the rest of your life.”

    “Hey.” The idiot kissed his head again. Jim was very affectionate when he was happy.

    Leonard got off his stool. “This calls for a dinner. For my birthday and your marriage. I’ll buy.”

    “You can’t buy your own birthday dinner.”

    “Watch me.”

    Jim hugged him again, a full on one this time. “Thanks, Bones. I’m really happy.”

    “I can tell.”

    “Happy Birthday, Bones.”

    Leonard gathered up his presents with Spock’s help and left the bar to go to a restaurant nearby. Happy Birthday, Eveningstar!~ I hope you enjoy your birthday trip  

  • Cosmic Love, Chapter 12, May 03, 2021

    Got the next part done, so am posting it. Not sure about the rest of the week, but you get this, anyway.

    Jim opened the door tentatively to the knock on his dorm door. He had a feeling it was Spock, though he certainly hoped Spock hadn’t thrown his mother out on Jim’s account.

    Sure enough the Vulcan stood there.

    “Hey.” Jim shifted a bit and pushed up his glasses on his nose. He’d changed into them earlier. “Uh. I’m sorry I bailed on you earlier. It was just…well…”

    “I do apologize for the unexpected intrusion of my mother. May I come in?”

    Jim held the door open and stepped back. He saw Spock carried a bag.

    “What’s that?”

    Spock seemed to hesitate and moment, but as Jim closed the door, he opened the bag and withdrew the contents. “I made a stop on the way.”

    Jim stared at the bottle of lubricant. Moistened his lips. “Oh.”

    “I thought, perhaps, given the interruption, we might wish to…start again.”

    “I didn’t mean to be rude to your mom. I just, well, I hadn’t really expected that.”

    Spock nodded. “Nor had I. That is not the norm for her. It was to be a surprise.”

    Jim smiled a little. “She got that part right.”

    “Indeed. Will you…allow me to stay?”

    Jim came to him then, put his arms around Spock’s neck, and kissed him, deepening the kiss until Spock murmured low in his throat, kind of a cross between a purr and a growl.

    It did crazy things to his heartrate.

    “I think…you’d better.”