Since I have but one chapter left of When I Loved you, I am going to finish it next, before I head off to update anything else. Then I will have finished two stories in the span of a week(ish). I am pleased with this idea.
“Are you still angry?”
Jim sighed. “I’m not angry.”
“Your jaw is clenched. Your fists too.”
“That’s because I want to rip those bangs off—”
Up went the eyebrow. “But you are not angry.”
He sighed again. “Okay. A little angry.”
“I apologize.”
Jim eyed him. “For what?”
“Whatever I have done to displease you.”
He snorted. “It won’t be that easy, pointy.”
“James—”
“Don’t make me have you sent to the booth.”
“You would not.” A pause. “Would you?”
“It’s tempting.”
A kiss on the back of his neck. He closed his eyes.
“I told you it would not be that easy.”
“I worship you.”
“Spock—”
“You are everything and more.”
“Spock—”
“I would die for you.”
“Uh-huh.”
“I would kill for you.”
“And have.”
“T’hy’la.”
“Do not start with that shit.”
“Angel—”
“Hardly.” A hand dipped into his pants and wrapped around his— “Unnhh.”
“Am I forgiven?”
“Yes, yes, anything. Just fuck me already.”
Oh my God, that chapter of When I Loved You I just posted was painful. Ugh. I have decided to end that story with the next chapter. Honestly, I don’t even remember what I intended for that story anymore. It started out a Valentine Story last year and went nuts. Or I did. And now it just needs to end with the guys together.
I am mentally exhausted. Not going to lie.
I still need to get the next chapter of Maybe, Probably done as well as Didn’t We Almost Have it All. I’d also like to get another chapter of The Experiment done as it’s almost over but I don’t want to kill myself. I will be happy to get the other chapters up. I have a family thing on Sunday so my time is limited.
I did write a very brief flash which will premiere on Friday of course.
A lovely artist has been doing some illustrations for some of my stories and her latest one is for Didn’t We Almost Have it All, please, go and check it out, Artwork.
Coming up this first week in March is another chapter of Maybe, Probably. Also the next chapters for When I Loved You, Didn’t We Almost Have It All, and The Experiment (as you know I am looking to wrap this one up soon). Also a new Flash. Don’t know what yet, but I am sure I will surprise both myself and you.
Today I had off for a bunch of errands I had to do and to cuddle with Luna, who has become so spoiled and needy, you wouldn’t believe it. I returned some shoes I had ordered online that didn’t work for me, went to the grocery store, another grocery store and the PetSmart for food for Luna. While I was there I went to the cat adoptions. They were behind glass but there were two teenager cats in there with an employee and when I peeked in at them their eyes got super big. HA HA. Poor kitties.
I have had too much coffee I think because I am jittery and emotional. It’s weird. I think I had something of a meltdown on social media. Oh well. I think it will be best for me to stay away a couple of days, for the most part. I did unfollow someone today on there because I couldn’t even remember why I was still following her in the first place, HA.
Supposed to rain all weekend. I am ready for SUNNY SPRING.
Kris’s birthday is this month so I need to write her a flash. Please note, I will take requests for Birthday Flashes but you MUST remind me well in advance when your birthday is. I should remember. I absolutely agree. But I don’t. So if you want something tell me ahead of time and what you’d like in it. For Kris, I know she likes hurt/comfort so that is what she will get.
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To say Jim was startled when he entered to see Spock already waiting there would be an understatement. It was true that he was a few minutes later than he’d said he’d be. He could chalk that up to Bones, who took ten minutes longer than usual to tell some story Jim had already heard before. It was a funny story though and with Bones latest embellishments, added for purely showing off purposes, it had amused Jim even more.
But he had told Spock they could play chess at 1900 hours and clearly Spock had taken him quite seriously.
It was unusual for Spock to access Jim’s quarters when Jim was not there though.
“Oh. Hi, Spock.”
“Hello, baby.”
Jim blinked. He could not have just heard what he thought he’d heard.
“Uh. Give me a moment, okay? I want to get out of this uniform.”
Jim pulled off his tunic and walked over to the laundry chute. He felt Spock’s gaze on him, and wondered at it. He shook his head and dropped his tunic into the chute. Then reached for the hem of his undershirt.
As he did so, his gaze fell on the open heart-shaped box of chocolates lying on his desk. At least half of the wrappers were empty.
Jim turned quickly to stare at Spock and almost ran into him, for he’d moved a lot closer.
“I can assist you with that,” Spock murmured.
“Spock, have you been eating those?”
Spock followed Jim’s gaze. “I received them as a gift.”
Jim frowned. “From whom?”
He was not jealous. At all. Because he completely did not have a right. Spock could receive gifts from whomever and Jim had nothing to say about it.
Spock shrugged. “Anonymous.”
“Anonymous,” Jim repeated.
“I suspect that they are from Nyota, however.”
“Wouldn’t she have just put her name on it?”
“There was no name, but they are similar to chocolates she has presented me with in the past.”
“Oh.” Jim turned away and pulled off his undershirt. “I wasn’t aware you guys were, um, you know. Still exchanging gifts for you know, that stupid day.”
“You believe Valentine’s Day is stupid?”
“Pretty much.” Jim dropped his undershirt, so he bent over and picked it up. Spock’s hand landed on his butt. Jim froze. “Commander.”
“Yes, baby?”
Jim laughed, straightened and turned around. “Have you really eaten all those chocolates? I guess you have. Why would Uhura give you those of all people? I mean she has to know.”
Spock nodded. “She does. They are for courage.”
“Courage, huh? Take it from me, Spock, using intoxication for courage is never a good thing.” Jim stepped over to his wardrobe, took out his t-shirt, and pulled it on over his head. Then he went back to where Spock stood. “Baby, huh?”
Spock looked unexpectedly intense and sincere as he stared into Jim’s eyes. “I will use whatever your preferred endearment is.”
Jim smiled. “You don’t need endearments. You know why I keep inviting you over for chess?”
“To improve your obvious lack of finesse in playing?”
He laughed. “No. I don’t even really like it much. I used to play with Sam before he left and before I took up with you, I hadn’t played in years.”
“Then why—”
“To spend time with you,” Jim said, carefully. “Baby.”
Spock straightened a little, but green had splashed across his cheeks. “I apologize for my earlier assault of your person.”
“My–”
“My accosting of your…derriere.”
“Oh.” Jim nodded. “It’s only assault if I object. And I don’t.”
“That is good to hear.” Spock made an odd sound between a burp and a choke.
“Uh.” Jim stepped back. “I think you might want to sit down, Spock, while I get you a trash can.”
“But I wish to—”
“Yeah, me too. It’s going to have to wait, though, honey.”
Oh.” Spock’s eyes widened. “I like that better.”
Jim laughed again. “Sit down. I’ll get the trash.”
Spock nodded, staggered toward the bed, suddenly covered his mouth, and with a pained cry, threw up all over the coverlet Jim’s mom had sent him.
“Damn.” Jim eyed the half eaten box of chocolate. “This is definitely going in the trash.” He stepped over to it. “After I try one, of course.” He took a bite and closed his eyes. “Oh, my God. No wonder you ate so many.”
“Jim,” Spock moaned, sagging to the floor next to the bed.
“Oh. Um. Yeah. Sorry.” Jim went over to Spock. “Are you going to barf more?”
Spock shook his head.
“Okay, then, um, let’s get you cleaned up. And the bed obviously, too.”
“I am sorry.”
“No, no, it’s fine.”
“But my declaration—”
Jim smiled. “Was perfect. I’m not a subtle guy, Spock. Patting my ass and calling me baby is the kind of blunt declaration I go for.”
He helped Spock to his feet and started toward the bathroom. “Hang on.” He leaned Spock against the wall and hurried over to the chocolate, popping it into his mouth. “These things are insanely good.”
“I thought you wished to throw them away.”
“Er, yeah. But um, why waste food?” Jim brushed hair out of Spock’s eyes. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”
“Even with vomit—”
Jim laughed. “Well, not as beautiful.” He rolled his eyes. “Come on, Mr. Romance. Let’s clean you up.”
Okay, so I didn’t delete Hello, Darkness, instead, I ended it and created a series for it called T’hy’la Chronicles. Eventually, you will see these two again, forwarded a few years. Much will have changed for both of them, so stay tuned.
Hello My Friends (don’t you wish you were there at that place above)
I wish you Happy New Year once more.
Things are okay. Mother fell yesterday and had to go to the ER but she didn’t break anything, which is indeed very fortunate. She did give herself a painful, sprained knee so sister has her work cut out for her.
Tomorrow, you will finally get to read my Pinto fic as it will debut here on the blog Friday morning. I think you will enjoy it.
Saturday, we will be going to Sister’s house to finally take down her Christmas decorations. Like most of us, she looks forward to having them up, but then can’t wait to have them back down again once the holidays have passed.
Next Friday (the 11th I think it is) you can expect more from the Jim and Spock from my Christmas Flash on here. You will notice that so far they remain a blog exclusive so if you want to read about them, for now anyway, it will have to be here.
I have been updating The Experiment on AO3 and may continue to do so until it is concluded. We will see.
Next week begins the posting of fics for the T’hy’la Bang. I don’t have a specific day, but you can expect the posting of Wonderful Life sometime then.
That’s it for now!
Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto) 