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Fic: Getting Your First Officer Into Bed, 3/20 | Mirrorverse | NC-17
Title: Getting Your First Officer Into Bed Takes More Than A Good Game of Chess
Chapter: When in Rome
Author: Ivy Cross
Universe/Series: Mirror!verse
Rating: Eventual NC-17
Relationship status: Pre-slash, Slash, First time,
Word count: 1,129
Plot: After Marlena leaves the ship, Kirk needs someone new to occupy his time in bed. His new target becomes his first officer, Mr. Spock. After his initial attempt is shot down, Kirk decides that the pursuit will be as much fun as the conquest.
Warnings: language
Additional Pairings: Past Kirk/Marlena
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek or any of the characters there in. This story was written for entertainment purposes only
A/N: Written for 
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Spock suppressed a roll of his eyes as another drunken crew mate bumped into him. He shoved them with his shoulder and continued his way down the corridor. It was the Caesar's birthday, the only real holiday left in the empire and thus everyone was doing what most did to celebrate -- drink in excess and make complete asses of themselves.
Spock had confined himself to the labs, but he found that this year the rabble rousing had made its way there too, as there were several ensigns drunkenly dropping mice and tribbles down each other's trousers. So, Spock decided to spend the remainder of the evening in his quarters.
He had just pasted a rec room when a shout stopped him in his tracks. "Spaaack!" It was his captain and judging from this mispronunciation of his name, the man was highly inebriated. Spock did not sigh as he turned to see his captain, his sash around his head, his vest unfasten, stagger up to him. Behind him was the round and overly cautious face of Kirk's guard, Mr. Farrell.
"Spaaaack. Wait, would cha?" Kirk said as he approached. Spock could smell the brandy wafting off the man and he leaned back from him ever so slightly.
"Captain. Was there something you needed?" Spock said diplomatically. Kirk stepped right up to Spock and a slow stupid grin crossed his face.
"Yeah. You. Where've you been? I haven't seen ya round, sept on ta bridge." Kirk's speech wasn't slurred so much as just broken and Spock attempted to fill the missing letters, as well as pauses.
"I have been busy Captain. There have been many things going on in the labs that have needed my attention."
To this Kirk merely snorted and said, "You know wat? I think you've been avoid'n me. That's wat I think."
Spock lifted an eyebrow but said nothing. Kirk wobbled a bit and raised the bottle in his hand to his lips, taking a large drank. Wiping his mouth back his hand Kirk leaned into Spock and lost his balance, falling on top of him. Mr. Farrell moved quickly to grab Kirk and stand him upright again.
Spock to his credit covered his disgust well, so that the only trace of it on his face was the jerking movement of his goatee. Still wobbling, Kirk fixed his glassy gaze back on Spock.
"No matter. Sso, wat you doin?" Kirk mumbled out.
"I am heading to my quarters." Spock said and quickly turned around to do just that, but Kirk took hold of his shoulder and spun him back around.
"Wat? By yourself? Fuck that. Nah, you come with me to my quarters. We'll have a great time," Kirk said trying to wink. To Spock it looked as if he had a nervous tick. Delicately, Spock pulled himself free from the captain's grip and took a step back.
"How thoughtful of you, Captain, but I must decline. If you will excuse me."
"Sppooooock, wait!" Kirk's shout was heard through the hall and suddenly all eyes were on them. Spock took a calming breath and without a word took Kirk by the arm and quickly led him away, with Mr. Farrell not too far behind them. Kirk giggled and said something, but Spock simply ignored him until he found a briefing room. He rushed inside, pulling Kirk after him, shutting the door and locking before Mr. Farrell could follow them inside.
Spock leaned against the table listening to sound of the human guard outside swear. Kirk looked at the door, before turn back to Spock. He grinned, biting his lower lip and sidled up to Spock, pinning him to the table with his hips.
"I was thinking my bunk would more comfortable, but hey I'm game for here."
Spock looked at Kirk, this time not bothering to hide his disgust. His lips curled back as he pushed his captain from him. "I think not, Captain, " he said as Kirk fell backwards on the floor.
"Wha? Why the fuck not, you prudish dick?" Kirk said struggling to stand. Spock stepped around him and back towards the door.
"Simply put? I do not wish to join the ranks of those that have been used as your personal cum dumpsters."
Kirk finally stood and with a flick of his head, moved his sash from his eyes. Before Spock could hit the control to open the door, Kirk blocked his hand and trapped him against the wall.
"Ok, look. You need to lighting the fuck up. Everyone on the ship is havin a good time, but you. So why don't we forget the part where you have a stick up your ass and go back to my quarters? We'll have some drinks, talk and I can show you a really good time. What 'da say? you know what they, Spock? When in Rome..."
Kirk shut his eyes and leaned in, his lips puckered for a kiss. Spock quickly dodged Kirk's lips and to the side. He thought to slam Kirk's head into the wall as he did, but that would be assault on a fellow officer and punishable by time in the agony booth, so he simply let Kirk hit the wall from his own velocity.
Spock watched Kirk grab his head and stagger back from the wall. Hitting the button to open the door, Spock met the annoyed face of Mr. Farrell.
"Mr. Farrell, please take the captain back to his room before he hurts himself." With that Spock pushed past the human and was gone. Kirk shook his head grumbling, "Fucking Vulcan cock tease." Mr. Farrell just sighed and led his captain out of the room and down the hall.
Kirk sulked the whole away back to his cabin, suddenly feeling sober and very annoyed at the revelers around him. He slumped against the wall at his cabin door as his guard punched in the security code. Behind him, Kirk heard a female voice say, "hello captain."
Kirk turned to see a pretty blonde in a red uniform. He looked her up and down before saying, "What do you want?" The blonde looked shocked at this and her smile faltered for a moment.
"Captain, don't you remember me?" She asked hopefully. Kirk frowned and wrinkled his brow in thought. His expression changed quickly to a smile as he said, "Yeah... I do remember you. I fucked you once on shore leave . Yeah, I remember -- a shity lay with a floppy cunt."
The blonde's smiled faded completely at Kirk's words and she looked as if she was about to cry. Kirk merely gave her an expectant stare, then rolling eyes he muttered, "dumb bitch," before turning into his quarters. The blond looked around her as others who had been listening laughed and she turned, running down the corridor in tears.
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The blonde's smiled faded completely at Kirk's words and she looked as if she was about to cry. Kirk merely gave her an expectant stare before rolling eyes and muttering, "dumb bitch," before turning into his quarters. The blond looked around her as others who had heard the captain laughed and she turned, running down the corridor.
He's such a meanie!! Loving this so far...
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Glad you are enjoying this so far. Thanks for reading.
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