NEW TOS "The Doorway" K/S/Ch [PG-13] Mess with Christine Fest
Farfalla
a doorway. Hy can play too, if xe likes. *snicker*
Title: The Doorway
Author: Farfalla the Butterfly-Kitten
Email: blueberrysnail @ yahoo.com
Website: http://cosmicduckling.com
Pairing: K/S/Ch
Rating: PG-13
Betas: Hypatia, Saavant, & Sensefille
Written for the Mess With Christine Fest at:
http://hypatia.slashcity.org/slash/ksch.html
Archive anywhere as long as I know about it first.
Disclaimer: Trek belongs to people who never take
their pets out for walks or let them have any fun.
Badge!
THE DOORWAY
"Who says women have to give up femininity to get
equal rights? Anyway I don't want to go through a
doorway ahead of a man--it's much more fun to squeeze
through together."
---Perle Msta
Captain Kirk lifted his third glass of eggnog to his
smiling lips, but froze before he could gulp it down.
*Dammit!* he cursed to himself. He'd left Dr. McCoy's
Christmas present back in his quarters. He looked
around at the rest of his crew enjoying their holiday
party. Well, it wouldn't be too much of a problem to
leave for a moment and
retrieve it. He'd just duck out and back before he had
a chance to miss anything entertaining.
"Be right back, Scotty, I forgot Bones's present,"
Kirk called to his approaching friend as he held up
one hand. He started to leave the room.
"Cap'n!" Scotty called after him just as he was
leaving. "Ye've got a piece of confetti in yer hair."
"Huh?" Kirk called back, pausing just under the
doorframe. "Thanks!" He stood there, patting his hair
for a moment.
Spock had been on the other side of the room tinkering
with the music, but when he noticed Kirk leaving he
made his own way toward the door. Crew parties were
still not his element, and he tolerated them for Jim's
sake. If Jim was leaving, even for a moment, he'd
rather tag along silently than try to make
conversation with whomever decided he was next on
their dance card for punch conversation.
He made his way toward the door, and Jim, seeing him
coming, waited with a charming smile.
At the same time, Nurse Chapel was approaching the rec
room, decked out in the fresh uniform she'd changed
into after a very drunk Chekov had spilled punch all
over her. She was still so distracted from the
experience that she didn't seem to notice Kirk and
Spock standing in the doorway until the last minute.
"OOF!!"
To make matters worse, the doorway decided at that
moment to start sliding shut, and when it hit Chapel's
back, it only stopped instead of receding. It left
Kirk sandwiched in between an embarassed Christine,
and an even more embarrassed Spock, and they were all
three of them thoroughly, thoroughly stuck.
"Oh! Oh," Kirk muttered, trying to shift out of the
mess they were in. He could sense Spock's anxiety, and
he could see the anxious look on Chris's face. Holiday
spirits were sinking, and he had to think fast.
Then he looked up.
"Hey. Look up," he said gently. Chapel's face
upturned, and Kirk felt the movement of Spock's nose
as the Vulcan, too, tilted his head. They
gasped almost in unison when they spotted the
mistletoe some creative soul had placed there with
tender loving care.
"Mistletoe," Chapel murmured.
"A parasite," observed Spock. "Yet humans attach to it
a romantic association I do not understand."
"You don't have to understand it," Kirk shushed him.
"Just enjoy it! Come on." He reached behind him and
squeezed Spock's thigh affectionately. He knew Spock
wouldn't mind terribly; to most people,
it would probably just look like he was struggling to
free himself. In reality, he was in no hurry. Spock's
body was pressed tightly to his back, a treasured
sensation Jim wasn't usually offered in public, and
Christine's lovely, full bosom was pressing
deliciously into his chest.
Christine opened her mouth with an expression of
motherly remonstration, about to give him cause to
pause, but something in his sunny face made her relax
and accept his embrace. He pulled her face
to his and deposited a few little kisses on either
side of her mouth before smooching her for real. And
all the time, his hand remained possesively on Spock's
thigh.
"Mmm," she mumbled wantonly when he pulled his mouth
away from hers with a small tug at one lip. She had
definitely loosened up a little since a minute ago. He
squeezed her middle as best he could in the strange
position they were in, and leaned back across Spock's
shoulder. They nuzzled their faces together at the
cheek for a moment, not able to kiss, really, but
Spock nipped at his ears and neck.
It was heaven, really.
"Now you two have to kiss," Jim pointed out through
the daze of carefree pleasure in his mind.
Spock raised one eyebrow at Christine. He was relieved
that Jim was there. Somehow, in the presence of his
t'hy'la, he was not as terrified of her touch.
Everything was all right. Jim would protect him from
whatever he'd been anxious about. His mind could
remain at ease in the shelter of its other half, and
finally allow him to physically appreciate the pretty
nurse.
Nearly crushing Jim in a very pleasing way as they
craned their necks toward each other, Spock and
Christine brought their faces together and kissed
daintily. Jim was dizzy with delight. He was
surrounded by everything nice--what a wonderful way to
spend Christmas Eve!
"Cap'n! I got the door fixed," called a hearty brogue.
Kirk's eyelashes fluttered as his two companions
peeled themselves off of him and let the door open all
the way. "Thank you, Mister Scott," he mumbled,
nodding his head professionally. "What was I-- why was
I leaving in the first place?"
"You were goin' ta get Dr. McCoy his Christmas gift,"
Scotty said helpfully.
There was a chuckle from the dessert tray. "It's okay,
Jim," McCoy kidded, his blue eyes twinkling and his
smile almost crackling like the sparks of a fire. Kirk
could tell from his amused expression that he had seen
everything. "I think I've had my present already!"
**end**
...or not ;-)
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djinn_fic
> Dedicated to Saavant, if she ever wants to grope me in
> a doorway. Hy can play too, if xe likes. *snicker*
>
> Title: The Doorway
> Author: Farfalla the Butterfly-Kitten
> Email: blueberrysnail @ yahoo.com
> Website: http://cosmicduckling.com
> Pairing: K/S/Ch
> Rating: PG-13
> Betas: Hypatia, Saavant, & Sensefille
> Written for the Mess With Christine Fest at:
> http://hypatia.slashcity.org/slash/ksch.html
> Archive anywhere as long as I know about it first.
> Disclaimer: Trek belongs to people who never take
> their pets out for walks or let them have any fun.
> Badge!
>
<happy sigh> I love this trio. <G> And I don't, as a rule, groove
to holiday stories. But I'll deal to get me some K/S/Ch LOL.
>
> **end**
> ...or not ;-)
Please say not!! More is good. More is very good.
Djinn
Farfalla
> > Title: The Doorway
> <happy sigh> I love this trio. <G> And I don't, as a rule, groove
> to holiday stories. But I'll deal to get me some K/S/Ch LOL.
Glad to hear it!
> Please say not!! More is good. More is very good.
Hehe. Well, this could be a bit of a prequel to my NC-17 K/S/Ch story, but
maybe not... dunno... we'll see if I get any more ideas. I do have one pretty
mischevious one, but I sort of gave it to Saavant. We'll see what happens.
~Farfalla