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Spock frowned and hesitated a moment before eyeing the other. “I do not understand what you mean, Captain.” he said calmly, hoping to difuse the situation diplomatically.

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Spock, both used to the dust and born with a second eyelid, had forgotten for a moment that Jim was human. “Healers are always available at any given time, but perhaps you should rest a moment before we continue on. Heading inside is a most logical idea.” Spock agreed and followed the other. Greeted on sight, he was stuck near the front. It took a few moments but he was able to ask about a healer and was informed they would get one here for him soon.

Finally able to return to Jim he settled down and ordered himself a tea, and now with it in hand he sipped it, eyebrow raised as he glanced over to Jim. He saw it was sincere and he slowly lowered the cup, looking into it as he thought a moment. “Amanda was a beautiful woman. Kind and loving. She had met my father because she had a desire to find peace between our races. She studied everything that humans had known about my kind and when given the chance, asked my father as many questions as she could.” Spock remembered this story well, having heard it many times from both paternal sources. “My mother claimed to be professional about it, but my father claims she was like a human child asking a thousand questions, often the same but worded differently, and always so eager and in awe of the answers given.” Spock smiled, more in his eyes than on his face, but it was there. “She was kind. And despite originally choosing the Vulcan path, she had been proudly supporting me. Upon hearing my denial to academy and my acceptance into Starfleet like she had been, she was more than over joyed. She had baked a cake, only to later remember that coco intoxicates Vulcans.” Spock remembered the moment fondly, not wanting to upset his mother he had eaten some of the cake with his father and the two had seemed more human that day than ever. “Even in her final moments, I knew she was proud. That my being there, as a Starfleet First Officer, to help save my people, was something she admired and adored.” he looked down, guilt and pain flickering in those brown orbs, but never onto his face, all the will he had keeping up appearances now that he was among other Vulcans.

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Spock hadn’t wanted Jim to go alone, just in case something happened to him during the travel. He had been watching Jim like a hawk, gauging his responses to everything to assure himself Jim was alright. He was not offended at the denial of his aid, it made sense and he hadn’t wished to cause grief for the human.

He had packed what he would need and remained in his Starfleet gear on the trip, robes left on the ship, wishing to stand with Jim as a pillar of familiarity during this, rather than changing when the human might need him as Spock the most.

“Indeed. I had stayed here whilst the Enterprise was being rebuilt. The climate is mildly different to Vulcan, but as one who has lived on Earth for many years, the cooler temperature had not bothered me greatly.” Spock said calmly, stiff where he sat, but relaxed in Vulcan terms, nervous and struggling to not show it as each moment passed.

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Spock hadn’t wanted Jim to go alone, just in case something happened to him during the travel. He had been watching Jim like a hawk, gauging his responses to everything to assure himself Jim was alright. He was not offended at the denial of his aid, it made sense and he hadn’t wished to cause grief for the human.

He had packed what he would need and remained in his Starfleet gear on the trip, robes left on the ship, wishing to stand with Jim as a pillar of familiarity during this, rather than changing when the human might need him as Spock the most.

“Indeed. I had stayed here whilst the Enterprise was being rebuilt. The climate is mildly different to Vulcan, but as one who has lived on Earth for many years, the cooler temperature had not bothered me greatly.” Spock said calmly, stiff where he sat, but relaxed in Vulcan terms, nervous and struggling to not show it as each moment passed.

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Him. Well, unless Jim snuck down and bonded with a random Vulcan during the rescue, he could only think of one other Vulcan and his heart sped up. His elder self made a bond with Jim? That both infuriated and confused him, but he stamped it all down.

“Indeed it is a two way thing. But if it is causing you harm like this, Jim, and they are unable to reach you for whatever reason, I do believe they would rather you do what is best for your continued survival. Bonds like this can be formed of misplaced remembrance or a high enough emotional and mental fluctuation due to age, past experiences, what they share during a mind meld or perhaps simply from abandonment. Each Vulcan is different and these are merely the most prominent ones on hand.” he explained calmly, remaining as impassive as he could but it faltered as he flashed a look around the empty hall and focused intently on Jim.

“Though they may seem important to you Jim, I would rather not see you die for good. Doctor McCoy cannot use his medicine to work miracles on a malformed Vulcan bond tearing your mind apart. Any Vulcan whom truly cares about the one they choose to bond with would never desire this to happen. The circumstances of the bond’s creation must have been rough, strained and tangled up as they entered your mind. But I can assure you, this was not their intentions.” Spock felt he needed to defend his elder - if it truly was the Ambassador - and shifted.

“Please Jim. Take some time to think, but you do not have long to debate. I cannot lose you, not again.” he said and with that he turned to continue towards their shift, barely containing his rampant thoughts on the matter from being revealed on his features.

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Spock narrowed his eyes at Jim, silently questioning him but he took a moment to think. “Unless the Vulcan can get here in the next hour, the likely hood of you being able to function like a normal human is slim. There is a way to extend this without creating anything permanent... However, it is something marginally personal and... Invasive, if you will.” Spock said, ignoring the faintest heat he can feel building under his skin.

“If it ensures you live, I will do it only under your consent, but to explain, I would form a mild bond with you. Then, when we connect with the Vulcan you had created the original bond with, I can break the bond and aid them in creating a more substantial bond, if you so wish. If you did not desire the bond to begin with, then we will head to New Vulcan to sever the malformed bond breaking.” he explained in that calm, matter-of-fact tone, hiding the slight distress under his skin at the thought of losing Jim.

And mild jealousy that Jim bonded with another. Again, odd.

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Spock, if he was human, would have rolled his eyes, instead, his eyes hardened and his lips pursed into a faint line as he thought his words over carefully.

“Something happened with you that you have not confided in me with. But it has caused a poorly made Vulcan bond to form in your mind, and due to it’s poor creation, lack of care and growth along with the inability to be sustained, it has broken. A poorly made and now broken Vulcan bond of this magnitude will end your life in a week if it is not taken care of.” Spock said coldly, watching the man and feeling some part of him flutter in mild panic at the thought of Jim dying, but his face showed nothing.

Odd.

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John held Leonard close, nose buried in his hair and snored faintly, sleeping whilst cradling his most precious thing close. When the other stirred he mumbled out a complaint but fell swiftly back to sleep.

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John held his brother close before scooping him up effortlessly and carried him to the bed. He took his shoes off, then Leonard’s, helped him out of his medical gear and climbed into the bed with him, pulling him close and tucking his body against his gently.

“I got you, Leo.” he whispered, hand running through Leonard’s hair soothingly.

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“No you aren’t okay. They will not touch you again. Not without losing things.” John said firmly and looked to his brother before surging forward and kissing him lightly on the lips, a tenderness there, but also a faint possessiveness.

It lasted only moments but he pressed their foreheads together and practically growled. “You’re mine. No one touches you.” he hissed, hand cupping his cheek before he pulled back. “Now just relax. I’ll take care of you.” he said softly and moved to clean his brother as carefully and meticulously as he could.

“Not well enough, but better.” John agreed and helped his brother to undress, taking hos own clothes off quickly, his own pain be damned. Scooping his brother back up gently he set him in the bath, running the water and knelt in there, eyes raking over his body, over the bruising, gently touching the skin near a dark bruise forming as guilt crashed over him.

His bruised and busted body? That didn’t matter. What mattered was that he failed his brother, failed to protect him. But now? Now he’d kill these bastards if they ever came near his brother again.

“I’m so sorry, Leo. I won’t let this happen again. I will die before I do.” he said firmly and half straddled his brother as he hugged him whilst the water washed over them from the shower head above.

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John held his brother close before scooping him up effortlessly and carried him to the bed. He took his shoes off, then Leonard’s, helped him out of his medical gear and climbed into the bed with him, pulling him close and tucking his body against his gently.

“I got you, Leo.” he whispered, hand running through Leonard’s hair soothingly.

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John held his brother when he puked, sneering at the smell but tightened his arms marginally, still light enough for Leonard to break. But when he sagged into him, John pulled away from the toilet and brought Leonard with him.

The other seemed to struggle to breathe and he shifted to look at him. He saw the frantic attempt at speaking and his eyes widened in panic. “Nod or shake. Bed?” he asked, cupping his brother’s cheek to meet his eyes with a slight panic in his voice.

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John held his brother when he puked, sneering at the smell but tightened his arms marginally, still light enough for Leonard to break. But when he sagged into him, John pulled away from the toilet and brought Leonard with him.

The other seemed to struggle to breathe and he shifted to look at him. He saw the frantic attempt at speaking and his eyes widened in panic. “Nod or shake. Bed?” he asked, cupping his brother’s cheek to meet his eyes with a slight panic in his voice.

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John sprinted to the bedroom, finding the medical bag - honestly it was like this was glued to his brother - and found the hypo, practically sprinting back, prepping the hypo and pressed it against his brother’s skin, kneeling behind him and wrapped his arms around his chest gingerly.

“Try a bath or a shower, that can help. Always did help me when I was stuck in the marines without medical.” John offered and nosed his brothers neck.

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John sprinted to the bedroom, finding the medical bag - honestly it was like this was glued to his brother - and found the hypo, practically sprinting back, prepping the hypo and pressed it against his brother’s skin, kneeling behind him and wrapped his arms around his chest gingerly.

“Try a bath or a shower, that can help. Always did help me when I was stuck in the marines without medical.” John offered and nosed his brothers neck.

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John was on his brother, helping him towards his bed, worry itching his whole body. “What do you need, Leo? A bucket? Do you need a hypo? A cool towel? Water?” John asked in rapid fire, worry making him fuss over his baby brother.

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“Not well enough, but better.” John agreed and helped his brother to undress, taking hos own clothes off quickly, his own pain be damned. Scooping his brother back up gently he set him in the bath, running the water and knelt in there, eyes raking over his body, over the bruising, gently touching the skin near a dark bruise forming as guilt crashed over him.

His bruised and busted body? That didn’t matter. What mattered was that he failed his brother, failed to protect him. But now? Now he’d kill these bastards if they ever came near his brother again.

“I’m so sorry, Leo. I won’t let this happen again. I will die before I do.” he said firmly and half straddled his brother as he hugged him whilst the water washed over them from the shower head above.

“I think he has a head injury and something wrong with his ribs.” John said, voice growing in panic. That is, till his brother called for him.

“Right here, Leo. You’re going to be okay now. I’ll be right here.” John took his brother’s hand, following closely as he was taken into a bedroom, then to a connected bathroom and gently laid out on the spacious floor.

“We need to get him cleaned up. John. This is up to you, but you have to be super careful, okay? Use my bath shower to do it. I’ll get everything I need to help.” she said calmly and left the brothers.

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Spock undressed and found himself swiftly in his Vulcan robes, feeling almost at ease, lighting a few candles and incense around his room, ordering the lights to dim and prepared some tea.

It was a precious moment, one he had saved this special tea for, and perhaps the sweet spice may not be to Jim’s liking, but he hoped the meaning was caught.

If not, he’ll happily explain.

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Spock undressed and found himself swiftly in his Vulcan robes, feeling almost at ease, lighting a few candles and incense around his room, ordering the lights to dim and prepared some tea.

It was a precious moment, one he had saved this special tea for, and perhaps the sweet spice may not be to Jim’s liking, but he hoped the meaning was caught.

If not, he’ll happily explain.

Jim had made quick work at getting undressed out of his gold command shirt and the black slacks that he wore, once that was done he made quick work at putting his sweat pants and black shirt from the Academy on.

A happy smile graced the blonds lips at how far him and Spock had come as friends to lovers and soon to be bond mates. The thought made him even more happy and a little worried that Spock would regret his decision later on in his life. He quickly pushed it to the back of his mind so whenever he started making his way towards the shared bathroom, that Spock wouldn’t be able to pick up on that part of his feelings or thoughts.

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Spock knew Jim well, and it didn’t take a telepathy user to know his self-doubts. Which is why the Vulcan aimed to Show Jim just how much he meant to the halfling. When he heard Jim enter he turned, eyes smiling as he took in the potentially everyday academy gear, making his heart melt anew.

He’d rather no other.

“The tea is ready.” he said softly, motioning to the low table where the pot and two cups sat, almost nervous now.

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Leonard almost preened under the praise, all nervousness falling away and he really got into it. He nipped and kissed just shy of the hole before diving back in, thumbs pressing at the edges of the ring of muscle, one slipping in slightly with his tongue.

Khan was amazing, his body perfect, he felt and tasted like heaven, his voice was his angel’s song and his presence was like the presence of God himself. Divine and untouchable, yet here he was, able to do such a thing to the man.

It drove him crazy.

The thumb slipping inside combined with that cheeky tongue caused Khan to moan deeply this time, body vibrating as his voice rolled through it, legs spread wantonly so Leonard had better access. Oh yes, Khan enjoyed this thoroughly, liked that nice wet friction down there, his skin so sensitive, tight hole twitching in need as his cock did.

Khan took deep breaths then, a hand pulling on nice clean sheets as he grinned, pressing his teeth into his bottom lip. It always felt so good to be worshipped like this…

Leonard groaned with Khan, keening when the augment spread his legs wider. He took his time, teasing, letting his thumb slip out and dip down to tease the space between balls and anus, scraping a blunt nail against the sack before tracking back up to tuck back in next to that eager tongue.

He loved this, love hearing Khan like this, knowing he was the only one who heard him lose himself, the only one to make him like this.

THat gave him a giddy sense of power he enjoyed.

“Your lips look so lonely. Would they like to meet mine?” - Bones (this one made me giggle)

This was probably the worst pick-up line Khan had ever heard in his entire life, but yet it didn’t push him away at all. Although it was amusing and almost made him giggle he appreciated the words, the corners of his lips curled into a smirk as he cocked an eyebrow and observed the other for a second.

“There are other lonely parts of my body who would like to meet your lips as well.”

Khan could work with Leonard’s attempt to flirt.

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“I will prepare some tea.” Spock said, the idea of drinking rather than being able to touch his to be mate was frustrating, but he found the idea of sharing a rare Vulcan drink with his intended far more rewarding.

Patience. That is what he needed.

He moved to his room and his wardrobe and pulled out his robes, wanting to both be at ease and have his mate see all sides of him.

“Thanks Spock.” Jim gave Spock a quick kiss before turning and walking towards the shared bathroom, the blond took another look at the Vulcan and walked into the bathroom that they shared. He had the cheesiest of smiles on his face.

The blond was happy and excited at the same time, which rarely happened.

Once he was in his quarters, the blond made his way towards his chest of drawers and opened the one that kept his sweat pants and a black Academy shirt that he use to wear in his Academy days.

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Spock undressed and found himself swiftly in his Vulcan robes, feeling almost at ease, lighting a few candles and incense around his room, ordering the lights to dim and prepared some tea.

It was a precious moment, one he had saved this special tea for, and perhaps the sweet spice may not be to Jim’s liking, but he hoped the meaning was caught.

If not, he’ll happily explain.

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Leonard spasmed slightly, wanting to lash out at Spock for taking his hands away, but he knew the Vulcan was right. He felt the tears under the thick blanket of pain and hissed. “Goddamnit!” he growled out in pain, the end of the word cracking off.

He let himself be controlled by the Vulcan, focusing on calming his breathing before he panicked. He was a doctor, and he couldn’t open his eyes now, feeling like they were sealing shut and he squawked out.

“Spock! Spock, my eyes won’t open! Fuck, it hurts, fucking god damnit!” so much for not panicking, his panic gripping him tightly, his breath ragged and short as he tried to fight the Vulcan’s grip to get at his eyes when he felt the beam grab them from that damned planet.

`•.¸¸.•´´¯` Vulcan held him down trying to keep him still as he panicked, he              sent him calming waves through their physical connection even as              they were beamed up onto the ship. The moment they were there              he helped Leonard up and rushed him down to the Medbay. The              fellow medical officers were with them in moments, setting him              down on one of the cots and tilting his head back so they could              clean his eyes out.

             Spock made sure to keep out of their way, but he still held Leonard’s              hard, partially due to the tight grip the Doctor had on it. He could feel              his pain, his anger, his panic, all of it. “Please, try to relax, Dr. McCoy.”

Leonard felt Spock moving away and he tightened his grip like a vice as hands moved on him. The second one touched his eyes he automatically lashed out with his foot, kicking someone back as he bit back a scream.

“Damnit.” he hissed, Spock’s words irritating him, yet grounding him as they tried to pry his eyes open, only to have him howl in pain.

“Enough!” M’Benga barked, coming over and taking some scans, flapping his hand at the others to move away. “Try to rip his eyes open and you’ll likely pop his eyes in their sockets.” he growled, Leonard instantly relaxing, though he didn’t release Spock’s hand.

“Describe the plant and what happened.” M’Benga looked to Spock now as he prepped a few hypos.

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