Oblivious

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Oblivious

Leonard McCoy x Reader

Summary: You are oblivious to all of Leonard's attempts to flirt and all of your friends think it's hilarious.

Character(s): Leonard "Bones" McCoy, James "Jim" Kirk, Spock, Nyota Uhura, Pavel Chekov, Hikaru Sulu

Warning(s): Slightly cringe attempts at flirting, Painfully oblivious reader, Stephen King references

Leonard was finally ready to move on. The divorce had left him with wounds he wasn't sure he could heal from. He hadn't been interested in dating for years afterward. But for the first time since then, someone had caught his attention.

You were the new head of Archaeology aboard the enterprise. You had been transferred from the USS Celine to assist in the 5 year mission. To say you were new wouldn't be exactly correct, you had been on board for about 6 months already. You had taken to the position well and were already good friends with everyone in your unit, as well as all of the bridge and command personnel.

Leonard knew he liked you the moment you met. You had a firm handshake, a killer smile, and when Captain Kirk asked if you were single, you told him it wasn't his business. Jim's stunned face when you shook his hand and walked away was priceless.

Of course there were far more reasons to admire you other than your ability to take the captain down a peg. You were incredible at your job, finding ancient ruins in the most unlikely of places. You were like a dog when it came to fossils, sniffing them out almost as soon as you landed on alien soil. You were smart and always ready to answer questions. You were also highly tolerant of people's mistakes, something that was slowly rubbing off on him. When you were around, Leonard found he had more patience for stupidity and everyone else noticed as well.

You were kind, you were a great listener, you were hilarious, you were dependable, considerate, honest, cheerful, and you could always be counted upon for some witty banter. Not to mention you were the most beautiful person Bones had ever seen in his life.

That's not to say you didn't have your downfalls too, everyone does after all. You were self deprecating, a little easily distracted, and of course you were the most painfully oblivious person in the universe.

~~~

It all started one morning at breakfast. You were sitting in the cafeteria with Jim, Nyota, and Spock.

Leonard had made his decision the previous night while drinking with Jim. Bones wanted to pursue a relationship with you, but he wasn't going to just tell you point blank. He wanted to gauge your interest before taking that leap of faith.

"Mornin'" Leonard said as he sat down beside you. "Jim, you look terrible."

Jim, who was still hung over from the night before, frowned at the doctor. "Gee, thanks. I had no idea."

"You're welcome. Now Y/N on the other hand, you look great this morning," Bones smirked. Jim and Nyota immediately perked up, clearly not expecting him to be so forward (especially not this early in the morning.)

"Thanks Doc," You smiled at him and returned your attention to your oatmeal.

"What's your secret?" Asked Bones upon deciding that your smile was a good sign.

"My secret?" You raised an eyebrow.

"To looking so good every morning," he clarified. Nyota and Jim looked at each other incredulously.

"Ummmm," You thought out loud. "Get good sleep, take your vitamins, and don't get wasted at two in the morning." You patted Jim's shoulder and stood up with your empty bowl. "I better get to the lab, see you guys later!" You grinned.

Everyone bid you a good morning before gawking at Leonard, amusement etched on their faces. "What's your secret? Did you seriously ask 'what's your secret?'"Jim cackled.

"Leonard, you seriously need to up your flirting game." Uhura barely stifled a giggle.

"I know it's been awhile doc but seriously, that was terrible! And I've heard Spock's attempts at flirting," Kirk snickered.

"It wasn't that bad, y'all are acting like I'm some cretin who stole their oatmeal and called it flirting. I called them attractive, get off my back." Leonard rolled his eyes.

"No, you said they looked good. That could be interpreted in, so many ways. As far as flirting goes, that was pretty pathetic." Nyota said.

"I would have to agree doctor, perhaps you could take instruction from the captain or even-" Spock started.

"Shut up and eat your breakfast," Leonard snapped, causing another fit of giggles around him.

Bones sat there, glaring into his eggs, trying to figure out where he went wrong. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed that Uhura was right. You didn't realize he meant it in a romantic way. Maybe he was more out of practice than he thought. He was just going to have to give it another shot. Practice makes perfect after all.

~~~

The next day, Leonard tried a different approach. Coffee mug in hand, he made his way to your office only to find it empty. He looked all over the labs, nowhere to be seen. It wasn't until made it up to the bridge that he found you deep in a discussion about landing sites for an upcoming mission.

Your head perked up when you saw the doctor come in from the turbolift. "Ahoy, McCoy! We missed you at breakfast this morning." you smiled as he came to stand beside you.

"Sorry darlin', had some gamma shift engineers to patch up." Bones casually passed the mug over to you. "Made you some coffee."

"Really? for me?" You peered into the cup and beamed, "thank you doctor, it's just how I like it!" Jim gave Leonard a subtle thumbs up while you sipped your drink.

Leonard had a good feeling this time. You were happy with the gesture and even Kirk seemed impressed. It felt like a good first step, until-

"First Chekov brings me a croissant, then McCoy brings me a coffee. I'm so lucky to have such great friends. Thank you guys!" You smiled at the two men.

"You are very welcome!" Pavel grinned.

Leonard's mood plummeted almost instantly. While he was glad you got to enjoy a croissant and a coffee, Chekov's untimely generosity made his romantic gesture seem more like a friendly one. He was going to have to go back to the drawing board.

You turned to the captain, cradling your warm cup in your hand. "Is there anything else you need of me Captain?"

"No Commander, I believe you've answered all my questions," Jim said.

"Wonderful! If anyone needs me, I'll be in the lab trying to decode some ancient texts," you took another sip of your coffee before strolling back to the turbolift.

Once you were out of sight, Jim patted Leonard on the arm. Sulu and Chekov were trying their damnedest not to laugh, and failing miserably of course.

Leonard furrowed his brows at the two of them before looking back at Jim's cheeky grin.

"You told them?" Leonard scowled.

"Told them what?" Jim laughed.

"About..." Leonard rolled his eyes and gestured to the turbolift.

"The only ones I told were Uhura and Spock," Jim assured.

"He didn't need to tell us anything, It's written all over your face Dr. McCoy," Sulu said.

"Yes, you get all red in the cheeks and you have this look in your eyes like you've seen the sun for the first time. It is very obvious you are vying for the Commander's attention," Chekov agreed.

"If I'm so obvious, why isn't Y/N picking up on it?" Leonard crossed his arms.

"Maybe you need a new approach, try... I don't know, making up new excuses to spend time with them. Or maybe you could try touching them," Jim suggested.

"Touching them?"

"Yeah, nothing inappropriate or anything. Just little things, like pats on the back, nudging their shoulder. Stuff like that. Might show Y/N you're interested without having to use the words, you know?"

"I don't know Jim..."

"Look, you're a doctor right?"

"I hope that'd be pretty goddamned obvious by now," Leonard glowered and put his hands on his hips.

"And as a doctor, you have a pretty good gauge on if someone's uncomfortable right?" Jim asked, "just try it and if you get the sense they're uncomfortable, just stop doing it. Easy as that."

"Why do I get the feeling it's not going to be as 'easy as that?'" The doctor shook his head.

"Because you are an incorrigible pessimist, Bones." Jim patted his shoulder.

"I'm done here, some of us actually have work to do," Leonard grumbled and trudged to the turbolift.

"All work and no play makes McCoy a dull boy," Kirk beamed.

"Quote Stephen King to me one more time. See what happens." Bones said as the doors closed. Alone in the elevator, he allowed himself to think about where to go from here. Perhaps Jim's ideas weren't so terrible. He rather liked the idea of spending more time with you. He usually talked with you during mealtimes and meetings, but not much outside of that. The touching is what was making him nervous.

He came into contact with people all the time, being a doctor was a very hands-on profession. He just didn't have Jim's level of confidence anymore. It felt ridiculous, he could stitch a man's thumb back to his hand and deliver an infant in the middle of a battle, but he couldn't touch your shoulder? Maybe he'd just skip that step for now. Quality time, that seemed like as good of a direction as any.

~~~

He continued bringing you coffee every day, It gave him more time to get to know you and Leonard was falling harder by the minute. He hadn't really looked forward to anything in a long time, but he looked forward to your coffee talks. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough anymore. The chats weren't long enough and you still weren't catching on to his feelings.

It had been a particularly stressful day, it felt like everyone needed something from him and he was in desperate need of a break. The moment things got quiet in the medbay, Leonard snuck away and his feet carried him to the archaeology labs.

It was quiet inside. A few ensigns were at work in their stations, putting together fossilized bones and carbon-dating old tools. Leonard found you in the back of the lab where you were busy decoding some old scrolls. Learning to understand a lost language was no easy task; Leonard couldn't fathom the amount of reading it would take to accomplish such a thing. Still, you seemed ready to take on anything the Captain dished out.

"Commander, I see you're hard at work," Bones smiled and came to stand beside you.

"I see you're not!" You joked and looked up at him from your seat. "What brings you to my neck of the woods doctor? Did I forget about an appointment?"

"Not at all, I was just taking a break and wanted to see how you were doing," he said, hoping you would understand what he was trying to say: that he was thinking of you and wanted to see you out of everyone else on the Enterprise.

"Well I'm really glad you're here Len, because I've just made a breakthrough!" You beamed. "Take a look at this," you motioned for him to look closer.

Leonard leaned in to look at your scroll. "So, you know how I found these papers in a box under the Mofeli excavation right?"

"Mhm, you insisted there must be a basement and you found one," Bones hummed.

"I originally thought the site was a business, that these papers must be some sort of documentation. You know, like land deeds, proof of insurance, perhaps even money. Basically stuff you would usually keep in a lock box, but these aren't ledgers or inventory slips or anything like that at all."

"What are they?" He turned to look at you.

You met his gaze and gave him a grin that could melt the ice caps and outshine Sirius. "They're love letters," you said and his heart hammered his chest painfully. He was only just now realizing how close he was to you. How his hand was resting on your back, how his face was mere inches from yours.

"See, if you look here you'll find this symbol all over the place in these letters. It's the symbol meaning love or lover. I've completed the translation on this one right here." You returned your attention to the paper. Leonard swallowed and glanced at the sheet, trying his damnedest not to stare like some creep.

"What, um... what does it say?" He cleared his throat.

"It says, and I'm paraphrasing here, 'My dearest love, I find words elude me. My heart blossoms for you under the light of the sun and keeps me warm when the light fades. I find not the courage to speak, but many a whim to write. I desire your embrace. I seek your song. I crave your hand. I covet your blazing eyes. One day I-' This part is all faded so I can't make it out, but the last thing it says here at the bottom is 'May our hearts and bodies be intertwined for eternity, and our souls may sing together as one.' Then there's what I assume to be a name at the bottom, but I'm not sure how to pronounce it."

"It all sounds a little sappy to me," Leonard joked in a slightly strained voice. This whole thing with the closeness and the touching and the letter was really affecting him. If you noticed his struggle, you gave no indication, In fact, you seemed perfectly at ease being this close to him.

"Hey, a little sap never hurt anybody," you elbowed him lightly in the side.

"Croakus sap can."

"Touché"

Leonard chucked softly and lightly patted your back before crossing his arms casually over his chest Your easy conversation was already helping him relax again. "so, Commander, you've been down here in your lab for an awfully long time. What do you say we go for a walk to the observation lounge?"

"Sorry doctor, I would but somebody's got to make sure the ensigns don't blow the place up. That, and Spock wants me to finish three more translations by the end of my shift," you explained.

"Of course he does," Leonard huffed.

"But I'm free this evening if that works for you?" You tilted your head.

"Of course, absolutely." Leonard had no idea if that was going to work for him, but he was going to make it work.

"Great, I'll see you then," you said with a surprising amount of enthusiasm.

"See you then. Don't work too hard," he smiled and left you to your translating.

Bones was pleased with himself. He had managed to follow Jim's suggestions and they appeared to work. He'd even managed to secure a date with you later that evening...Well...he hadn't actually called it a date when he suggested it. No matter, Leonard would just clarify all that the next time he saw you!

~~~

He never got to make the distinction that your walk was intended to be a date. You had brought a friend with you. Leonard could feel the fear in your ensign companion's eyes. Bones was sure everyone on the goddamned ship knew what he was trying to do but you. It was still a nice night despite the unwanted guest. He learned a lot about where you grew up, your interests, and your favorite films and music. He learned your favorite flower was the iris, your first job was a librarian, he even learned you were in a band during your time at the academy.

The more he learned, the more he liked you. He wasn't even sure if liked was the right word anymore. You had quite a few things in common. Your favorite foods, you liked the same movies, and you enjoyed the same music. You asked him questions that got him really thinking. They were the sort of topics you don't realize you have an opinion on until you start talking about them. But what surprised him most of all was when you asked about his daughter. What sort of interests does she have? How is she doing in school? I wonder if she would like X,Y, and Z. He was always hesitant to talk about Joanna or his ex, but it felt easier with you. Like that wound he had been carrying for so long was finally closing.

Your friendship progressed beautifully, but he felt like you were growing more and more blind to his advances. He had seen you turn plenty of people down before. If you weren't interested in someone, you made it abundantly clear. But you had yet to do the same with Bones. It wasn't just him: Jim, Nyota, Pavel, Scotty, Hikaru, and pretty much everyone else who knew you were puzzled as well. Even Spock couldn't understand how you were so incognizant. It was funny for them at first. They would laugh at every compliment you didn't register, every smile you didn't realize had meaning, every coffee, every walk to the deck, every deep conversation, every breath of relief when you come back from a mission. He was even so bold as to tell you in no uncertain terms that he'd do anything to make you smile.

The laughter turned into looks of pity. Leonard was about ready to give up. Maybe you weren't interested and you just wanted to let him down easy, you were good friends after all. Bones sat at the bar as Jim poured him another glass. Normally he was the one playing bartender, but Jim insisted he take over.

"I gotta say Bones, I really hate seeing you like this." Jim poured himself a drink too. "How did lunch go?"

"I told them they have beautiful eyes." Leonard sighed and shook his head.

"And?" The Captain probed.

"They said 'if only they worked as well as they look,'" Bones groaned.

"Ah..." Jim stared into his drink. He tried to put himself into Leonard's shoes. What would he do if he were in this situation?

"I don't know what I'm doing wrong..." McCoy muttered.

"You aren't doing anything wrong, Y/N just-" Jim started.

"It's something I'm doing, it has to be. Maybe this is a mistake."

"No, Bones it's not a mistake. That couldn't be farther from the truth."

"And how would you know? It's not like you have any problems finding dates," Leonard rolled his eyes.

"Seems like Y/N's not the only one who's oblivious," Kirk chuckled.

"I'm not in the mood for jokes Jim." Leonard took a sip of his whiskey and ran a hand over his face.

"Believe me Bones, I wish it were a joke. There's just no way the two most unaware people are head over heels for each other. I'm waiting for the punch line" James smirked.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Bones scowled.

"Look, just... we have shore leave coming up in a few weeks. Ask them on a date. Like really ask them. Be frank, be clear, make sure there is no way Y/N can misunderstand you. Trust me," Jim squeezed Leonard's shoulder.

"Fine. But if this goes south, you owe me as many drinks as it takes to forget this whole debacle." The doctor downed the last of his glass.

"Bones if this goes south, I'll eat my hat."

"You don't have a hat."

"Point still stands. It'll work, you just have to have a little faith. And lucky for you, I have enough faith for the both of us." Jim winked.

Leonard wished he had Jim's enthusiasm. Officious little prick, he thought to himself...Dammit, now I'm quoting Stephen King.

~~~

Shore leave was just around the corner and Leonard was no closer to his goal of asking you on a date. Everyone was running around, trying to prepare the ship for inspection, he still had his normal duties to attend to, neither of you had time for coffee all week, Spock was being especially nitpicky about protocol, and he was anxious about what you'd say when he eventually got around to asking the million dollar question.

Yeah, Leonard was about ready to lose his marbles.

He was prepping the supply storage units, when Spock strolled in for the tenth time that day.

"Dr. McCoy," Spock greeted, startling Bones to the point that he nearly dropped his box of gauze.

"My god man, what the hell do you need this time?" Leonard implored, "don't you have anything better to do with your day than pester me?"

"Indeed I do, doctor" Spock replied.

Leonard huffed and sat down his box, "then what is it, did you miss my face or something?"

"I saw your face only moments ago, I have no need to miss-"

"It was a joke Spock, what do you want?" Leonard pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I came to inform you that I saw Commander Y/L/N coming in this direction." Spock stated.

Leonard raised an eyebrow, "and?"

"It is my understanding you are anxious to speak with them regarding your-" Spock started.

"Your understanding is correct, I just..." Leonard sighed and shook his head.

"Would it help if I told you the odds that they will say yes?" Spock asked.

"Never tell me the odds Spock," Leonard grumbled.

"Then I will simply say, good luck." Spock turned and left again, leaving Bones to decide if he was ready for this. He didn't have time for a decision, because there you were in the doorway with two mugs in your hands.

"Hey, stranger," You laughed. "Looks like I got here just in time, you look like you need some." You handed over the cup and Leonard took it gratefully.

"Thanks," Leonard offered you a smile and took a sip from his mug. It was just how he liked it, right down to the temperature. Together, they retreated to the safety of his office. Once inside, they fell into their usual conversation. He waited until things got quiet, then he decided to go for it.

"So, got any plans for shore leave?" Leonard asked, leaning back in his chair in an effort to appear more at ease.

"No, not really. Maybe I'll visit with a couple friends, catch up on sleep. How about you? got any exciting plans?" You leaned in, resting your chin on your hand.

"Not yet," he admitted. "But I'm hoping to make some."

"Oh? You got someone special in mind?" You hummed.

"Someone incredibly special, yeah." Leonard smiled. So far, so good.

"Oh, well I hope it goes well." You shifted awkwardly in your seat.

"Me too..." Leonard agreed. You both didn't speak for a moment, the distant hum of the warp core did little to tame the silence.

"Hey Y/N... I was thinking maybe we could go to that restaurant you like, you know the one with the really good Chicken Parmesan you're always talking about." He mused, "what do you think?"

"I, um... I think they'd like it" The smile you gave him looked...sad?

"What are you talking about? Who'd like it?" Leonard couldn't possibly be more confused.

"Your special someone?" It was your turn to look confused.

You've got to be kidding me

"I'm talking about you darlin', do you want to go to that restaurant with me, just us, nobody else. You and me. Together." Leonard clarified, meeting your gaze.

You looked positively flabbergasted. He couldn't possibly mean what he was saying, right? There was no way Leonard wanted to... I mean, he was way too good for you! You had been trying for months to get his attention, to no avail. This must be a dream. You're going to wake up any minute.

"Darlin'?"

"I, uh...what?" You blinked out of your daze.

"Dammit Y/N, I'm trying to ask you out on a date!" Bones ran a hand through his hair, exasperation evident in his tone.

"Really? Me?" You asked hopefully.

"Yes!" He replied "Look, it's okay if you don't w-" You suddenly burst into laughter and all the words died on his lips. "What's so funny?"

"Oh, I'm sorry! It's just-" You giggled, "I actually came here to do the same thing..." You said sheepishly as you dug into your pocket "I, um... I got us tickets to see your favorite band. Figured if you said no, you could just take Jim instead." You handed the tickets over to him.

Leonard stared at the tickets in his hand, shock written all over his face. "Sweetheart, are you telling me we've both been dancing around each other for months, when we could have been doing stuff like this the whole time?"

"Seems that way, yes."

Leonard smiled and shook his head. "We're not very good at this, are we?"

"Not at all," You laughed. "Ahoy McCoy? What was I thinking?"

"Points for creativity darlin'," Bones chuckled. He almost couldn't believe things had turned out so perfectly. But in his experience, coincidence didn't exist. "Jim knew, didn't he?"

"He was actually the one who pushed me to come here," you admitted.

"Same. The bastard told me you'd say yes... Guess this was one of the few times I should have trusted him." Leonard concurred.

"So... What now, doctor?" You leaned a little closer. How had he never noticed your eyes before. He knew they were beautiful of course, but the way they were looking at him now made him weak in the knees. Had you always looked at him like that?

"Well, for now we're going to finish up our shifts, wouldn't want anyone to think we're slackers. But later, we're going to meet at the recreation room for a drink, possibly a game of darts. Then we'll see where the night takes us," McCoy smirked.

"How romantic, I can hardly wait for you to sweep me off my feet, they're killing me from all this running around, you know?~" You mused, resting your chin on your palm.

"Now you listen here darlin'. I'm a doctor, not a broom." Bones couldn't hide his amusement when you rolled your eyes at him.

"Well, what if I sweep you off your feet then?"

"You'll have to be careful, you might drop me and we could end up tangled in a whole mess of limbs."

"Oh, I'm counting on it.~" You teased.

Leonard swallowed hard and hid his bashfulness with a sip of his coffee, "Well in that case, sweep away."

You laughed again and McCoy was sure he had never heard a more beautiful sound in his life. He could see a future with you then. He wanted to sweep you off your feet, kiss you until you were breathless, share coffee with you early in the morning, and swap stories until late in the night. He wanted to introduce you to his daughter.

Baby steps.

"I hate to cut this short doctor, but I left the ensigns alone for too long, I'm worried there will be no lab to return to. I'll see you tonight?" You asked, fidgeting nervously with cuffs of your sleeves.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'm not going to change my mind." Leonard smirked.

You blushed and smiled in relief, "good! Great!" You stood, grabbed your mug, and sauntered happily to the door. You paused just a moment and looked back at Bones sweetly. "See you later, handsome."

"See you later Y/N," replied Leonard. You gave him a cute little wave before hurrying back to the labs.

Once he was alone again in his office, Bones leaned back in his seat and admired the tickets on the desk. He almost couldn't believe how thoughtful you were, but this wouldn't be the first time you gave him an incredible gift. A couple months after you met, Bones had mentioned offhandedly that he missed a particular brand of whiskey from Earth. Despite being light years away, you managed to find some and give it to him. It wasn't even a special occasion, you got it just to make him happy. Leonard supposed he should have realized your feelings for him right then and there. Damn. He really was oblivious.

McCoy wanted to give you something tonight- no, he needed to give you something tonight. Something sweet, something romantic, something that says: 'you're special to me and I need to show it to you because I'm terrible with words'. But where was he going to find something like that on a starship? The botany labs. Flowers make for a great gift on a first date! Maybe if he was lucky, they would have irises growing down there. So what if bouquets are a little sappy?

A little sap never hurt anybody after all.

Once more for those in the back.

Captain Kirk fluff alphabet

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Oh boy does he have a helluva time with that question if you actually ask it. The answer is definitely your hips/lower waist, if you have love handles all the better, he loves to love the love handles. Seriously pulls you in by the waist all the time, for kisses, hugs, snuggles, everything.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

Not right now, he wants to give his potential children a normal life, and by that he means one that doesn’t put them in danger out in space. But at the end of the five year mission, you bet your buttons he wants mini hims and yous running around. Of course if you don’t want children it’s not a deal breaker for him, but then he does want a pet instead.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Basically nonstop. He doesn’t care if there are people around, he likes knowing that you’re there and seeing you just isn’t the same as feeling you near. If you sit in his lap he’ll die, you can’t leave now. If one of you can’t sleep, then you end up in each other’s quarters, curled up together and sleeping harder than anyone knew was possible. When you’re in bed Jim really loves when you put your head on his chest, he likes that he can still see you, he also likes that it gives him the opportunity to rub your back or play with your hair.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

You’re both busy people so you have dinner together every night just to guarantee to get to see each other, so he longer really considers dinner a date. Dinner would definitely be involved still, it just isn’t the main event. If you’re on shore leave he would find a concert that he thinks you would enjoy and depending on late the show is he’ll either take you to dinner before or after.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

It feels kind of cheesy, but you’re his Universe. It was bound to happen, I mean the man absolutely adores you AND you guys are in outer space, it was gonna happen. At first it surprises you a bit because he’s not much of a “you’re my ___” kinda guy for the most part, but you quickly come to love it.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

Back in the academy when he was having an absolute nervous breakdown. He was a mess, a wreck, shaking and babbling total nonsense. It was caused by the anxiety of final exams, Jim didn’t think himself at all prepared. And you seeing a grown man having a breakdown, what did you do? You plopped down right next to him and gave him a hug, told him that he was gonna do great because you knew him, he was born a Captain. You even offered to help him study. And he didn’t think he could have made bigger heart eyes 😍 at you in that moment… he was wrong the heart eyes have definitely gotten bigger over the years.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

Kirk is just a big puppy dog of a man. He would never intentionally hurt you and if he ever did he might die inside. He’s so careful it’s kind of ridiculous. He’s still Jim, he’ll still crack jokes and flirt (not just with you), but if he ever finds out that bothers you when he makes flirty comments to others, then it all comes to a crashing halt. This man will not stand for hurting you or your feelings in any way, shape, or form.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Holding hands is nice, but he probably only holds hands at more formal events or if you’re uncomfortable with more contact than that in public. Jim likes to be touching you as much as possible, he’s more of an arm-over-your-shoulder kinda guy. He just hates being alone and loves physical affection, please love him 😫🥰😩

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Jim’s first impression of you isn’t bad, but it’s maybe not what you would hope your first meeting with anyone would be. You were talking to some and weren’t looking where you were going, you tripped over a tree root. Boy, are you lucky he was there and has such quick reflexes, otherwise you would have absolutely bit it. So his first impression is that you need just a little bit of protecting and he was willing to be the one to do it. Looking back, Kirk thinks that he was actually in love with you right from the moment you landed in his arms.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Both yes and no. Jim doesn’t at all care what you say, flirt all you like, but it’s when touching is involved that he gets a little nervous. If someone’s hand lingers too long he might swing by and give you just a little kiss on the cheek. If you hug someone (even though he completely understands that sometimes people just need hugs) he will cling to you for the rest of the day. Someone else making you laugh will do the trick too, it’s not “hey that’s not allowed to happen” type of jealous, it’s “gee I wish that was me making you laugh” kind of jealous because he loves hearing laugh, and it makes him so friggin happy to know that he got to make you laugh.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Jim just loves kissing you, period. But he really really loves to kiss the top of your head because it usually requires a hug to get there. He also loves to kiss your jaw, just little butterfly 🦋kisses because if you kisses light enough it elicits giggles from you! Your first kiss on the lips was an accident, you both happened to go to kiss each other on the cheek at the same time. In the general though, the first kiss was initiated by you. Jim had just given you a really fancy copy of your favourite book, and you got so excited that you kissed his cheek and gave him a hug. It was a very difficult moment for him because you weren’t together yet, but it was after he had realised his feelings for you.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

Jim does, this is actually when you realise you have feelings for him. He had just gotten the scores on his final exams back, he aced them!!! He ran to your dorm with his PADD in hand and the scores pulled up. He didn’t even knock, he dashed right and picked you up. “I love you!!! You’re the best!!!! I passed all of my exams! I couldn’t have done it without you” he swings you around before finally calming down enough to put you down and show you his actual scores.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

If you couldn’t already tell he’s big on physical affection and snuggles 🥰 so his favourite memory is definitely the first time you two cuddled. You were both exhausted on the couch and watching a movie in his dorm and the cuddling just kind of happened.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Jim would love to if that’s what you want, but he himself is really a quality time kinda guy, like sure he’ll buy you pretty much whatever you want, but he really really really wants to cuddle and watch a movie! Like pretty please 🥺 snuggle the baby.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

It’s warm brown. It reminds Jim of a teddy bear 🧸 and you are his teddy bear, he snuggles you to relax and to quell any anxieties he may have. You’re his anchor and his teddy bear in the best way possible. Warm and cozy brown

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

It’s not super creative, but he won’t change his mind, Sweetheart and Sweetie are his favourites for you. He can’t help it if they happen to be true, you’re the sweetest person he knows and he wants you to know it!

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

Cabins in the woods. He loves the fireplace. Cabins are the most perfect place to snuggle in. If you stay in a cabin together, you will be alone even less often than usual. He will drag you to the couch to cuddle under a blanket in front of the fire.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

It’s not even a question, you aren’t leaving bed. He will hold you hostage for snuggles while you listen to the rain. If it’s cold he won’t turn on the heat either, we all know that body heat is the best way to warm up. 😢🥰

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

Hugs. If you look upset he will find you later so he doesn’t embarrass you in front of others. When he finds you, he won’t even ask, he knows you'll tell him what’s up when you’re ready. He engulfs you in the biggest bear hug and won’t let go until you do. If he’s upset he’s probably gonna want to snuggle with you and put his head on your chest so he can listen to your heart beat, please please run your fingers through his hair❤️‍🔥, he will be eternally grateful.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

He’s a bit more of a listener, he could listen to your voice for ages. But when it is his turn to talk, he likes to tell jokes and funny stories because like I said before, he loves making you laugh. If you also like to hear him talk though, he will tangentially talk about anything to make you happy, it’s stream of consciousness, anything and nothing.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Taking naps, naps are his remedy for basically everything, but it only works if it’s a nap with you. He must have snuggles, otherwise he’ll be left to stew in whatever’s worrying him. Also if you thought his snuggling was aggressive before, he’s got in a vice once he falls asleep, will.not.let.go

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

Honestly? He’s not much of a show off, but he loves to show off for you. It’s dancing he loves to learn new and fancy dance moves just to impress you. McCoy once caught Kirk practicing a move that required a partner and got himself roped into helping Jim practice. This man dips and twirls you like no one else! 🩷❤️🩷

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

You'll have been together for quite awhile before Jim proposes. He just wants to be 1000% certain that marriage is what you want too. It doesn’t need to be fancy or extravagant, but it does need to be meaningful. If Jim really gets the feeling that you do want to marry him then he’ll wait until you’re both back on Earth. He’ll take you back to the academy under the guise that he’s to be a guest speaker. On the way up to the main campus though, he would pretend he dropped something right in front of the same tree root you had tripped over. He got down on one knee and pulled out a ring. “Yes!! Oh my god YES” you would yell before he could start “can I say a few things first, Sweetheart?” Of course you said yes again, but it was difficult because now you’re crying. “I know you’re the one who tripped here so long ago, but I was the one who fell. I didn’t know it then, but when I caught you it was the best thing to ever happen to me” you’re absolutely sobbing now “That- that was ssso cheesy, but I’m still saying yes” you cried.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Dancing in the Dark by Bruce Springsteen. He loves it because it’s a relatively chill rock song. He also has definitely at some point or another brought you to his quarters, turned out a majority of the lights and played this song to dance with you to. After the first time he does it, turning out the lights and dancing becomes a really good way for both of you to relax.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

All the time, he wants nothing more than to spend the rest of his life with you. If you don’t want to get married that’s fine too, but he still wants to spend the rest of your lives together. You’re his Universe and he can’t imagine a future that doesn’t have you in it.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

A dog, any kind of dog, but a really big one. He would love to wrestle with a big dog (in a loving way). And he would run with that dog too, like you might never see him again if it weren’t for the fact that the dog would get hungry and thirsty eventually. He would love that floofer to bits.

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Being Intimate With Spock For the First Time

This is a continuation of Making Out With Spock for the First Time, which can be found here.

Warnings: Smutty smut with just a *sprinkling* of plot and tiny little dollop of fluff at the end. Also: Spock has body hair in this because WE LOVE TO SEE IT. Ethan Peck, Zachary Quinto, and Leonard Nimoy are all hairy dudes AND Spock had chest hair and a happy trail in "TOS", so there! Also also: I didn't proofread a single paragraph of this. On this page, we post fast and dirty.

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There was nothing brief about the debriefing that you and your boyfriend were summoned to. Normally, you would patiently listen to everything that was said at these debriefings, eager to hear your colleagues ideas and collaborate on the best course of action together. Today, however, you could have stabbed every single crew member each time they opened their mouths to prolong this torture.

All you wanted to do was get back to Spock's quarters to pick up where you left off. Your eyes couldn't help but drift to his face to see if he was feeling the same way. Each glance confirmed that he was in fact wanting to resume your previous activities.

Most people would think Spock was just being his usual self, but you could see the way his back was ramrod straight, shoulders stiff and square, jaw clenched, never settling into the comfortable posture he usually adopted in this setting. Not to mention every time you snuck a glance at him he was doing the same to you. You wondered if he would opt to rip your clothes off completely when you were once again in private, or would his Vulcan control win out and make him take his time with you? You preferred the clothes ripping scenario, to be honest.

"Y/n, what do you think about this development with the alien culture? We don't want to offend them, but we have to make a show of strength. It seems to be how their culture works." Captain Pike's voice jolted you out of your fantasy as every single person at the table turned their attention to you.

Shit shit shit shit. Never had you felt more like a student at school who had been called on to answer a question completely unprepared. Your face turned bright red as you grasped around in your lust-clouded brain for the appropriate answer.

"I think . . . um, we should, um . . . send a group of highly armed delegates to negotiate with them for safe passage through their space. We should make sure that all delegates are skilled combatants in case things go south, but we should also offer them a gift to show that we mean no harm. Maybe something from the replicators, since they seem to be going through a prolonged food shortage."

Damn, y/n, not bad at all, you mentally congratulated yourself on giving an intelligent, relatively safe answer. When in doubt, you knew you could always count on La'an and Una to be Good Cop, Bad Cop in a landing party. It was an effective combination that usually worked. Plus, replicators were in short supply in this sector, and extra food was always appreciated.

"Excellent idea. We'll assemble the landing party and meet in the transporter room tomorrow morning. Spock, Una, La'an, you'll come with me. Y/n, I'll need you up here to get things prepared if they give us approval to move through the system."

While your heart sank at the thought of Spock being away from you in case something went wrong on the mission, you were relieved this debriefing was finally over.

After everyone filed out of the debriefing room, you and Spock made your way out to the hall. You could've sworn the Captain smiled to himself as he saw you two walking out together.

Out in the hall, you turned to Spock. "Listen, I know it's getting late and you need to prepare for your mission tomorrow. I'll be worried about you the whole time we're apart, though." Here you smiled sheepishly. "But. . .maybe we can spend some more time together when you get back," you said suggestively.

Spock looked down at you with what could only be described as a mischievous smirk. "You forget, ashayama, Vulcans do not need as much rest as humans do." He took a step closer to you, closing the distance between the two of you.

"So, if you wish to resume our activities, I would be more than happy to oblige you. Provided you are not too tired, of course," he sad in that deep, husky voice that made your insides flutter.

Damn, he was still ready to go. You were impressed with his ability to still be aroused after that lengthy meeting. You couldn't back down from his challenge, though.

"Oh, I'm not too tired. I just hope you can keep up, Commander." Now it was your turn to smirk.

Spock's eyes seemed to grow a shade darker. "Very well, then. Let us return to my quarters."

You had to walk with your thighs clenched as you remembered your dress ripping fantasy from earlier. This was going to be amazing.

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The second you got back to Spock's room and the door closed, he pulled you into his arms and kissed you deeply, fully tilting your head back with his hand in your hair to grant him better access to your mouth. His tongue pushed into your mouth, exploring its warmth.

That's new, you thought. Before you could think anymore, Spock pressed your back against the wall and hoisted your hips up in order to get your legs to wrap around his waist, which you gladly did. The hand holding you to him was planted firmly on your ass, groping the flesh possessively.

Spock growled lowly as you changed the kiss by tracing your tongue on his lower lip, pulling it into your mouth like you had done earlier. He turned you from the wall with your legs still tightly wrapped around him and brought you to the bed, setting you down on it as he starred down at you hungrily.

He began taking his shirt off, which revealed a tone chest with dark hair covering it and a trail leading lower into his pants. Your mouth watered as you sat up to run your hands over his torso, feeling the taut muscles flex in anticipation under your fingers. "You're so sexy, Spock," you hummed in approval.

Gently but firmly grabbing your jaw to tilt your face up for a kiss, he kissed you fervently. His hands moved to the hem of your shirt and ripped it over your head. He then wrapped his arms around you, leaning you back down on the bed as he adjusted his strong frame over yours.

Still kissing you deeply, he reached an arm around your back to unhook your bra with a single flick of his wrist. You would have to ask him where he learned to do that later.

Spock pulled back to look at you. "You are magnificent, y/n. I could think of nothing else but being with you like this at the debriefing." He ran a hand admiringly down your torso.

"Me, too, Spock. I just wanted to get back here so you could rip my clothes off," you admitted, your voice laden with lust.

"We will get to that soon enough," your Vulcan said, voice thick and eyes darkening. With that, he dipped his head to again suck on your pert nipples, swirling his tongue around the bud and pulling it into the hot cavern of his mouth.

As he did so, a hand crept down the plane of your stomach to dip into your skirt. You gasped when Spock's large hand cupped you and ran a finger up your dripping slit. Spock released your bud from his mouth and swore in Vulcan. At least, that's what you assumed the unfamiliar word was. He looked down at his hand towards your cunt like he was impressed with how wet you were.

The same finger now rubbed a circle around your clit. "Oh, Spock," you moaned, "please, I need you now."

"Not yet, ashayam. It is important that you are as aroused as possible to make penetration easier. I must add that I wish to bring you the highest pleasure and also to finally taste you."

Of course Spock would combine such an arousing sentiment with something so logical, so practical. But that's why you loved him.

"Please make feel good, Spock," you begged. You knew you sounded desperate, but you didn't care at that moment.

The hand slid out of your underwear and skirt and moved to unzip it. Unlike the previous time, Spock threw it on the floor.

He pulled back to sit up slightly. "Now, I believe you mentioned me ripping your clothes off." Spock then gripped the waistband of your underwear and literally ripped it from your body.

A gasp left your body as his dark eyes held your (e/c) ones. Spock lowered his face to your soaked mound and then slowly licked a long strip up your slit, keeping eye contact with you the entire time. Fuck, that's hot, you thought.

Spock's eyes then closed as he wrapped his thick, soft lips around your clit and began licking your clit in slow, lazy figure eights. "Mmph," he groaned, as if he was savoring the taste.

Your hand came up to grip his hair and your eyes closed as Spock released your swollen clit and then used his tongue to gently explore your entrance. You felt the pressure in your core rising as he continued his ministrations.

Alternating between licking and sucking, Spock's tongue picked up speed as he raised one of your thighs and hiked it up over his shoulder. The position allowed him to probe deeper into your entrance.

Moving his mouth back up to lave your bud, you felt a finger travel up your slit to enter you. The stretch of his large finger only added to the intense pleasure you were feeling, causing you to arch your of the bed and moan.

Spock took this as a cue to add a second finger, still skillfully sucking on your clit, and set up a fast pace for his fingers to pump in and out of your core.

You were so close now, just a little bit more. The pressure in your lower abdomen was just about to break.

Spock was so attentive to your moans and movements, he knew it was time to push you over the edge into your release. With a final burst of pressure on your bud and his fingers now pumping furiously into your pussy, Spock took his mouth away from your core for just a moment.

"Come for me, y/n. Come for me now." His mouth immediately latched onto you again as you came at his command, a surge of moisture flowing out of you and your muscles fluttering around Spock's long fingers.

You cried out, the taut line of tension that had built up within you snapped into a shattering release. You realized that no one else had ever made you come this hard before. Your thighs shook as your ragged breathing struggled to return to normal.

After a moment, Spock pulled his face away from your core and he sat up. His mouth and chin were coated in your slick. Your eyes, trying to refocus from your intense orgasm, caught his as he brought up his two fingers and stuck them in his mouth, sucking off every last drop.

"You taste exquisite, ashayam." The way he looked at you as he said that made you breathless. Not only did you feel exposed physically, but you also felt as though his katra could see your soul at that moment. It was overwhelming.

While your mind tried to process this, you turned your head to watch as Spock stood up slowly and unzipped his pants and pulled them down.

You sat up to see better. The outline of his cock strained against his briefs. You awaited his next action as he slid them down and stepped out of them, his thick cock springing free.

Your mouth went dry and your jaw dropped slightly as you admired his form. Though you knew logically he would fit, your mind balked at how much he would stretch you. You now knew why he had wanted you to be as aroused as possible.

His cock was long and thick, firmly erect with arousal and a bead of precum leaking from the tip. It was a darker shade of green than when he blushed, with the color contrated at the mushroom head of his dick. His balls weren't as wrinkly as a human male's, and the hair on them, though dark and thick, was neatly trimmed.

You reached out to touch him, desperate to give him pleasure and finally feel him in your hands and mouth.

You wrapped a hand around the shaft and stroked up, rubbing your thumb over the head and smearing the precum over it. He sucked in his breath as his abdomen muscles tensed

"Spock, you're so strong and handsome," you cooed reverently as you continued to stroke him. You eagerly bent your head down to take him in your mouth. Before you could complete your goal, he stopped you with a firm hand.

"No, y/n. I do not wish to come yet, and I am most certain that if you do I will." His words came out raggedly as he closed his eyes, as if to calm himself down from the thought. "Please, let us instead know one another."

The statment sounded so intimate coming from him. You knew that he did not take sharing himself with you and you sharing yourself with him lightly. You knew that you felt the same way, and loved him. You silently nodded your agreement.

With your consent given, you scooted back to the center of the bed as he sat down and crawled over you. He positioned himself in between your legs as your internal muscles clenched in anticipation. Propping himself up on one arm so as to not crush you, he ran the thick tip of his cock along your slick entrance.

He closed his eyes and lowered his mouth to yours, kissing you deeply as he pushed his head past your entrance slowly. You gasped into the kiss at the painful stretch of muscles trying to relax so you could take all of him.

"Relax, ashayma. Do you wish to stop? I do not wish to hurt you." His voice was etched with concern.

"No!" You reassured him quickly. "It will just take me a minute to adjust is all." He waited for your affirmation to continue.

"Okay," you breathed out deeply. "I'm ready." He began to push deeper into you. He grunted.

"You feel better than anything I have ever felt before," he whispered in between breaths as he placed his forehead against yours. He was finally all the way in.

You felt fuller than you ever had and were amazed at how you could take all of him. The burn began to subside as he slowly, cautiously started to move his hips back and forth, in and out. His pace picked up slightly after a while.

You could tell he was holding back, though. He knew his Vulcan strength could easily hurt you without intending to. But you wouldn't break that easily. As the pressure began to build up again in your core, you wanted more of it.

"Go faster," you breathlessly urged him.

"Whatever you desire," came his reply, lowering his mouth to capture yours and kiss you deeply as he sped up his hips.

His speed picked up, moving your vaginal muscles back and forth in a way that made your core ache with pleasure. He grunted as he felt this change and sped up further into a bruising pace.

His entire effort was concentrated on pounding into you, as you weakly raised your hips to meet his. All you could do was cry out and take it, gripping his back just as tightly as he gripped your hip. You knew you would have bruises tomorrow, but truth be told, you were glad for it. You wanted a reminder of this night with you tomorrow while he went on the mission.

The powerful hand on your hip moved down to the back of your thigh to hoist your leg up over his hip. You wrapped your leg tightly around him, your heel coming to rest on his ass.

You moaned and arched your back into him, the new angle taking him deeper into you, making your pleasurable ache grow even more.

You opened your eyes to see Spock's looking at you, watching your face contort with pleasure, desperate to give you everything he had. The moment suddenly make you whisper in a low, cracking voice, "I love you, Spock" in Vulcan. You had looked it up one day when you realized you wanted to tell him, but didn't have the guts to yet.

His eyes went wide as he realized what you said, making him stop his pounding for just a second. You had never said that to him before, and you struggled to learn Vulcan, though he loved that you tried. "I love you, too, y/n." This was not something he said lightly and you knew it meant he was making a commitment to you.

This confession made Spock redouble his efforts at making you come completely undone for him. You cried out as the pressure within you coiled tightly. Spock reached down between you to rub your clit.

The action made you scream his name as you came around him, the coil breaking and making you lose your presence that tethered you to feeling. Spock came inside you (you were on the pill), swearing in Vulcan as thick spurts of cum coated your walls.

He breathed heavily as he collapsed, his arms on either side of you and caging you under him. You stayed like this for a time while he both tried to get your breathing under control.

When you felt yourself begin to be aware of your body again, you wrapped your arms around his back and stroking him. You kissed his head as he returned to himself, too.

"Thank you, ashayam," he said, "for sharing this time with me."

You smiled gently as you replied, "It was my pleasure, trust me."

This quip earned you a small chuckle from your Vulcan love, a rarity.

He pushed himself up, moving to the side of you. He pulled you to his chest, where you rested your head and listened to his heart beat steadily. You were so sated with pleasure and love that you could no longer keep your eyes open, the rhythm of his heart lulling you into a deep sleep.

Vulcans did not need as much rest as humans did. This gave Spock the opportunity to stare down at your lovely face unobserved, your features relaxed and softened. He held you tightly, and began processing this new development in your relationship.

He would be thinking about this tomorrow while he was away, and the reminder that he would be separated from you, even just for a little while, pained him.

A solution to this problem was brewing in his thoughtful mind. After everything that you had been through together, Spock knew that he loved you more intensely than he had ever loved anyone, that he had thought himself capable of. Logically, there was only one solution he saw to being connected to you, even while you were apart: he would ask you to mind meld with him, and then, should you wish to make it permanent, begin the human ritual of marriage by proposing.

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Hmm? Perhaps a part 3 and part 4?? 👀