Title: Diversity Training
Author: jat sapphire
Contact: jat_sapphire@yahoo.com
Rating: PG
Codes: K/S, PWP
Series: TOS
Summary: Kirk kisses Spock. They both enjoy it.Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. Kirk does some kissing on the show, but not, alas, of Spock. We have just made that up, and none of us gets paid for it.
Notes: This was supposed to be a drabble, and then a 169, and then, well, it's 200 words long, counting the hyphenated ones as units, and that's the littlest I could get it. A vignette, that's what it is. Its subject matter owes a great deal to Laura Jacquez Valentine's real drabble "Taste" (S/C), posted to ASCMEL but, alas, not archived on her site.
Thanks to: Islaofhope, who wanted a K/S PWP after I did a Starsky and Hutch one. This isn't quite what she asked for, but she's nice enough to forgive me. Animasola betaread this too.
Diversity Training
Every time Jim kissed Spock, he felt surprised all over again. Hundreds of kisses wouldn't get him used to the feverish heat Spock's healthy skin gave off, the dry softness of his lips, the tongue just different enough -- a bit longer, slicker, narrower -- to give just a tiny bit of species shock, and his saliva sweeter, a little thicker, hot. Like chai tea or boiled milk or -- no, there was nothing like it: that was the surprise.
And yes, Jim had wrestled tongues with experts, had gotten quite skilled himself, but kissing a touch-telepath was something else again. "Responsive" didn't begin to cover how Spock's mouth matched his perfectly -- perfectly! -- moved with his, led and followed like the mouth of a dream lover, some creature of Jim's fantasy.
And yet Jim knew that this caress was not Vulcan, and some part of Spock was always not-quite-touched by it. So in the whirlpool of his oral pleasure Jim tried to remember to lift his hand, let Spock find it with his own, so their fingers could brush, entwine, and play as their mouths did.
The way Spock moaned in his throat was Jim's reward for such interspecies thoughtfulness.
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