Title: After the Rescue

Part: NEW 33/73

Author: Karmen Ghia, karmen_ghia@yahoo.com

Series: TOS

Romance Code: S/Mc and then some.

Rating: NC-17

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Legend: * * * separates events in time; ~ separates events that are more or less simultaneous.

See part one for disclaimers, etc.

"If you'll excuse us, Dr. McCoy and I have a few things to discuss yet this evening," Kirk said suavely to Spock, Amanda and Captain Blyton. "So we'll say good night." He rose and left the room with Dr. McCoy in his wake.

Spock had seen the look in Kirk's eye and knew that he wanted to be alone with Leonard tonight. This was fine with Spock, he'd open the link and Kirk could be as alone with Leonard as he wanted. The Vulcan made his own excuses and retired shortly thereafter.

Amanda and Grace Blyton had struck up something of a friendship. Both being very perceptive women of a certain age and having traveled extensively, they were happy to be left on their own.

"I think there's something on between Kirk and his CMO," Blyton ventured quietly.

"They are old friends, aren't they?" Amanda had also noticed something but wondered if she'd just been with the Vulcans too long and she was seeing things that were not there. She was relieved to know this was not the case.

"Yes, but I've seen Jim in love once or twice and as I recall, this is how he looks."

"Dr. McCoy is a fine person," Amanda said after they'd thought about that for a moment.

"Oh, yes, very much respected in the Fleet. Quite well liked, too."

"Is there any reason they could not be together?" Amanda asked. "Does Star Fleet frown on this type of relationships?"

"Only if Kirk were using his rank to get him into ..." Blyton backtracked to rephrase. "Using his rank to coerce McCoy or anyone in his command to do something they didn't want to do."

"Like go to bed with him?"

"Yes," Blyton smiled, "like that."

"I think they make a nice couple," Amanda said thoughtfully.

"They do, don't they?" Blyton said. "I hope Jim keeps him."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Jim likes to roam a bit," Blyton said. "He is, however, getting to the age where he might be thinking of settling down and McCoy really is a good choice when you think about it."

Amanda grimaced mentally as she thought about her son's unsettled state and wondered where, when or how that would be resolved. Spock was disinclined to discuss the subject at this time.

"How well do you know Admiral Yakolev, Grace?" Amanda asked after a moment.

"Not well. He's always been in Fleet Intelligence and I in Exploration. He has a reputation for being able to handle the Klingons, though."

"How so?"

"He seems to know how far he can go before they lash back." Blyton thought back to Yakolev's brinkmanship in Sector 9.867 that added two systems to the Federation's protected space when it should have caused an all out war.

"Would he use my husband's abduction to start a war?"

"I don't know," Blyton said. "He certainly brought enough warships to start one and he wants a foothold in this space very badly. So does Ambassador Sdiz, for that matter."

"Do you know why?"

"No, but I have a theory. The Klingons are colonizing like mad in this sector and if they continue on their present course, their space will abut Federation space in the least populated sectors. In an all out war, say in twenty to twenty-five years, it would give the Klingons a straight shot into the heart of Federation space, via Vulcan." Blyton paused to drink some cognac. "If the Klingons ever aligned with the Romulans and god knows who or what else out there, it would give them all a straight shot into the heart of Federation space, again via Vulcan. I believe this is what Yakolev and Sdiz are trying to avoid. They also probably want to keep the pirates in this space as a buffer between the Federation, the Klingons and the Romulans."

"So Star Fleet is not afraid of pirates?"

"Not really. These pirates fight among themselves pretty much. What the Fleet likes is that if the Klingons or Romulans want to move on the Federation they will first have to fight their way through some tough space to do it." Blyton thought for a moment. "Strange things happen in that space. Ships drift out of it empty, like they were haunted. We've found recorder buoys that were blank except for a strange keening, like a woman crying. Very odd; no explanation."

"What do they call this space?"

"The Sargasso Space."

* * *

"You're being rather obvious, Jim, one more smoldering look and I'm sure Grace Blyton would have asked if we've set a date." McCoy was rather annoyed at being removed from such pleasant company.

"Well, it was all I could do not to drag you under the table and have my way with you," Kirk smiled warmly at the doctor, pulling him into his bedroom.

"Aren't you worried about your reputation?"

"With Grace and Lady Amanda? No, they're the souls of discretion," Kirk said, drawing McCoy into his arms.

"Then mine?" McCoy eluded Kirk's lips, which then settled on his neck.

Kirk leaned back to look at his reluctant lover. "No, for the same reasons," he said, stepping back and looking come hither into stern blue eyes.

While waiting for McCoy's eyes to soften, Kirk mused on the fact that their reputations and their future had much been on his mind lately. He was very deeply in love with McCoy and could see no reason not to stay with him when the mission was over. If McCoy was so inclined, that is. Things were better between them since the doctor had withdrawn his request for transfer but Kirk still felt some hesitation and a certain resignation in bed. Perhaps it was the lack of commitment that held McCoy back. The doctor had seen Kirk through countless love affairs and perhaps McCoy thought he was just another conquest. Well, he was but he might be the final conquest of this life, the one Kirk could settle down with and live happily ever after with.

'How odd that that never occurred to me before,' Kirk had thought on more than one occasion lately.

"Bones," Kirk said quietly, "let's get married. Grace is here, she's an old friend. Let's go up to the Aketi, Spock and Amanda can stand up for us and it's done. Shall we?"

"No, let's not," McCoy said firmly, recovering from this shocking request. "Grace, Amanda, Spock, you, me, and every Star Fleeter here is in the middle of a very important mission, Jim, this is not the time or place to turn it into a party."

"All right, good point," Kirk conceded. "But will you marry me later?"

"Ask me later, when the mission is over and we're on Terra," McCoy told him, thinking 'and you've seen eight or ten of your old girlfriends and Spock has had this damn bond severed.'

"Why can't you just say yes now?" Kirk wanted to know.

"Because it's late and I'm tired," McCoy said, knowing if he said 'no' at this time he'd never hear the end of it. Better to dodge the question for now. "And if you want to make love, you'd better hurry up before I fall asleep," he added, moving back into Kirk's arms, to even further obscure the question from Kirk's mind.

Kirk, happy to be distracted, pressed a long kiss on McCoy's lips. He slipped an arm around the doctor and guided him to his bed.

~

'To marry is an excellent idea,' Spock thought. 'I would always know that the other is safe and well cared for. I have no doubt Leonard will see the logic of this in time.'

~

Kirk had, over time, become adept at getting McCoy out of his clothes and into his bed. He let his mind go pleasantly blank as he stretched out next to the doctor and pulled him close. He ran his hands over his lover's warm flesh and kissed him sweetly. This was exactly what he wanted now, perhaps always.

~

'I could visit them or possibly live nearby.'

~

McCoy sighed with pleasure as Kirk's lips caressed the head of his hard cock. He did enjoy sex with Jim, he was so tender, so passionate, so skilled, so thorough.

"Oh yes," McCoy whispered as a slippery, blunt fingertip pressed inside him to caress the hard place behind his penis. "Yes."

~

'Yes. I believe this is the correct course for all of us.'

~

Kirk rolled McCoy on top of him and centered the doctor over his cock.

McCoy slowly lowered himself onto his lover's shaft, twisting right and left ever so slightly until the head slipped in. He paused to let them both recover.

~

'We must, of course, proceed slowly and with caution to avoid opposition within Star Fleet.'

~

Caressing McCoy's hips, Kirk gently teased the sensitive inner thigh, coaxing him lower. He reached up to stroke the doctor's erection and fondle his testicles.

McCoy looked into the warm hazel eyes and saw nothing but pleasure there and - what? - love, perhaps. Feeling Kirk's soft pubic hair under his ass, he paused to rest and enjoy his lover's hands on him.

~

'Surely Star Fleet would never come between two (or three) of its finest officers.'

~

Kirk thrust up to meet McCoy in the rhythm the doctor had set for them. They moved as one, each stroke rubbing against McCoy's prostate, bringing him a little higher, a little closer.

Kirk let himself be swept away in his lover's passion. Feeling the first drops splash on his chest and McCoy clenching around him, Kirk let his own climax rush over him. He thrust one last time into McCoy and held him still as his cock jerked inside him.

McCoy fell into Kirk's arms and was held in a comforting embrace as his ecstatic shuddering dwindled into nothingness.

After a few moments, Kirk's soft penis slipped out and he settled McCoy by his side. They fell into a peaceful, satiated sleep.

~

'Yes, good; all very good.'

* * *

Sarek walked briskly through the warm night streets of Kri and thought of how pleasant it was to go home to Maja.

They had all settled into a large apartment over a grocery on a quiet street. Obsta Fira and Maja had made some kind of peace and were, at minimum, civil to one another. Taig and Mogra followed Obsta and the household ticked along quite pleasantly. Maja had collected enough clients to keep them fed and housed until Obsta and his gang had planned and pulled off a big enough score so the half Mage could stay home, which was Sarek's preference.

Sarek and Maja had adjusted to the new telepathic energy here. It was not as bad as they feared. The energy was stronger but somehow more pure and simply flowed over their shields without battering against them. Obsta, Taig and Mogra had the same experience. They had all also experienced a certain dread now and then that reminded them very much of the last night on Imk at Sarek and Maja's rooms. Other than to stay in a group and be wary, they did not know what to do about it.

Sarek heard footsteps mimicking his stride and slowed a little to let Obsta Fira come abreast of him. They exchanged greetings and continued on their way home.

"We're all set for tomorrow," Obsta said conversationally.

"Yes," Sarek answered, "as much as possible under the circumstances. I would still like to know how many guards will accompany the shipment."

"We'll be long gone before anyone even shows up to start loading, Sait," Obsta told him. "Relax, it's in the bag."

Sarek allowed himself to believe the NzrealiCheq even though this is what he had said about the bungled last robbery on Imk.

They turned onto their street, into the house and went up the stairs to their rooms. As it was late, they said good night and Sarek slipped quietly into the bedroom he shared with Maja.

Maja rolled over and watched the Vulcan come in.

"I did not mean to wake you, Maja," Sarek told him, neatly hanging his jacket on a chair.

"I like to wake up when you come home, Sait," Maja said softly, moving over so Sarek could have the already warm side of the bed. Kri was warmer than Bikz but still cool for the Vulcan.

"That pleases me," Sarek murmured, pulling the half Mage into his arms.

Maja's only answer was to tighten his arms around Sarek and welcome the Vulcan's tongue in his mouth. He drew his hips back to accommodate their burgeoning erections and then forward to rub them together.

Breaking the kiss, Maja urged Sarek onto his back and kissed a trail down to the Vulcan's cock. He ran his lips around the head, darting his tongue into the sensitive ridges and down along the sides. He engulfed the head and slowly drew the entire shaft down his throat. This was quite an accomplishment for the half Mage and both of them appreciated it very much.

Sarek interrupted Maja to pull him into a sixty-nine and applied himself to pleasuring his lover. He twined his tongue around the shapely head of Maja's cock and sucked on his balls, something that drove the half Mage wild. Sarek had become quite adept at oral sex and very quickly brought Maja off.

Sarek pulled Maja up to him and kissed him hard. He draped Maja's long legs over his shoulders and rolled him forward.

Maja crossed his ankles behind Sarek's neck and angled his hips up to meet the Vulcan's cock, which gently slipped inside him. Never able to control his reaction, Maja let out a groan of pleasure and thrust wildly against his lover.

In consideration of the co-occupants of the apartment, Sarek clamped a hand over Maja's mouth as he thrust all the way in. It was Sarek's opinion that Maja made the most charming noises while making love but he preferred not to share their joining with the entire household. Sarek removed his hand and bent to kiss his lover when he hit bottom. However, he replaced his hand when he began to fuck his lover with long hard strokes.

Maja was hard again before the third stroke and thrust up to meet Sarek's rhythm. He rolled his head on the pillow in pure animal pleasure and looked up at the intent Vulcan fucking him and very nicely, too.

Sarek shortened his thrusts and slid all the way in. He ran his tongue over Maja's calf and then bit him, hard enough to leave a mark but not to draw blood.

Maja knew this game, he jerked his legs off Sarek's shoulder and wrapped them around his waist, hooking his feet over the Vulcan's ass. He looked Sarek right in the eye as if daring him to try to pull out.

Which is what Sarek then tried to do. It became a match of strengths, Sarek withdrawing and Maja forcing him back in. Eventually Maja surrendered to his own pleasure and let go of Sarek's ass. He drew his legs up to his chest to give Sarek a better angle of penetration so the Vulcan could fuck him silly. He thrashed wildly against Sarek as he came and was crushed against Sarek's warm chest as the Vulcan shuddered into his own profound orgasm.

They lay panting against each other. Sarek groaned softly into Maja's neck and Maja stroked his broad shoulders, shivering with pleasure beneath him.

After a few spent moments, Sarek withdrew and rolled onto his back. He pulled Maja to his side and settled him on his shoulder. He stroked the ebony curls and held him close as Maja drifted off into happy sleep.

Sarek stayed awake for a moment longer, observing that his life had become a life with Maja and no other.

* * *

/ ... we wait ..../

/.. they be sssseparted tomorrow ..../

/...we wait ... tomorrow we get the MageCheq at leasst.../

* * *

Olfieriam crystals are only four fifths as valuable per gram as dilithium, however, in the quantities Obsta planned to steal they would get the band enough money to get to another planet. Hence he'd devised a plan with Sarek to steal a shipment bound from the warlord Ula's mines when it passed through Kri. Maja had gotten enough information from various punters to make this a viable operation.

So, late the next evening they converged on a port warehouse and slipped inside, except for Maja, who stayed with the getaway car.

The plan was for Sarek and Obsta to take control of the main guard station while Taig and Mogra brought out as many bags of crystal as they could carry. Certainly enough to get them off this rock and into better days somewhere else.

Maja stood quietly in the shadows, listening to Sarek in the link and almost missed the whisper of dread that slithered around him. He looked around sharply and switched his vision from color and form to emanations - nothing. He switched it to energy field and ducked under the arms that were about to sweep him up. He leapt back and lashed out at the creature. He turned to run, only to find his path blocked by another. Hoping that Sarek would hear his cry for help through the link, Maja hoisted his shields and centered his energy to fight.

~

Sarek heard Maja's cry for help at the same moment he heard the alarms go off in the outer warehouse. He and Obsta met Taig and Mogra in the hallway and were almost out of the building before the security doors swung down.

~

Fighting for his life, Maja still heard the alarms and knew that Sarek was caught. He fought free of the creatures and ran to the front of the building in time to see dozens of guards and the warlord Ula himself entering it.

/...come MageCheq ... come…/

/!!FUCK OFF!!/

Bashing his way past the creatures, Maja swung away from the front of the building and climbed up to look in a window. His heart sank as he saw Ula cuff Taig and all of them dragged further into the building. He sent /I'm coming/ to Sarek and climbed a little higher to figure out just how he was going to do that. First he had to get away from the duo that was climbing up after him. He climbed to the third level, the fourth and finally the roof. He darted across it and hid behind some vents to catch his breath and come up with a plan. He shielded his energy and shifted his vision to form and color.

'They look like ghouls from hell,' he thought, watching the tall pale bounty hunters trying to find his trail.

They all dove for cover, Maja into a vent, when a trio of guards stepped onto the roof to search it. Apparently they'd found the getaway vehicle and were on the alert.

Maja heard the guards pass him by in his vent and then heard a scuffle and squeak from another part of the roof. He waited and then cautiously lifted himself out of the vent. He had almost reached the roof door when two sets of long pale hands restrained him. He fought off one creature and turned to fight the other and felt all his energy drained out of him.

/...not to damage...!/

Maja sank to his knees and began to weep in hopeless despair.

Yrit and Gvo stepped back in confusion; strong emotions gave them pause.

"Who are you?" Maja sobbed.

"Your brother sssssent ussss," Yrit told him.

"Then help me, please please help me," Maja begged.

/..we cannot fight him like thissss .../

/...ssssstong...ssssstronger than we thought..../

/.... more with Sssssarek..../

"We will help you, MageCheq, but then you come with usss," Gvo said softly, "quietly, gently," he added.

"I'll do what you say," Maja lied.

"Ssssswear it on your brother'sssss livesssss," Yrit warned.

Maja paused to consider the seriousness of this. Sarek was now his whole world but his brothers were his whole life. He looked up into the unreadable eyes above him.

"I swear," he said. He would save Sarek's life and work out the consequences later.

The bounty hunters hauled him to his feet and they moved quietly into the building.

~

end of part 33

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