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Kiss Ficlet Meme

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azephirin:

Comment with a fandom and two characters, and any prompt you'd like to give. I'll tell you about a time when they kissed. (No LOTR unless it involves at least one hobbit OC and/or interspecies; otherwise, any pairing and fandom I've ever written is fair game.)

(I borrowed the caveat and switched in an appropriate fandom.)

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star trek xi

Prince!Jim verse - A day when Lenora is/seems so fed up with all the pomp and rules that Jim thinks that she will leave him.

and/or

Mirror!Kirk/Mirror!Leah - The first time Jim realizes that Leah is just as dangerous and mirror'verse BAMF as he is.

Jim has known where Lenora and Jojo were the whole time, of course. The palace may have been built out of a medieval castle, but these days it has 21st Century surveillance technology and thoroughly trained staff, and Bones didn't actually sneak off the grounds. It breaks his heart a little that she didn't try; maybe she's right about this being the proverbial gilded cage.

No, of course she's right. Didn't he run away from it himself, only a few years ago? Ran away, seeking the world, and found his Bones.

Now he leaves her alone, and his Mother hoists a queenly eyebrow but says nothing. He completes his day's assignments, eats a lonely dinner and keeps waiting. At ten thirty Lenora brings Jojo into the nursery, at which point Jim turns off the tracking program, sets his laptop down, and goes to bed instead of opening the door and stepping through, even though he's itching to see her lovely scowl, to hear her deadpan alto commentary, to kiss Jojo's little cheeks and Bones wherever she'll let him. He switches their pillows, breathes the scent of her hair, and doesn't sleep.

It's almost midnight before the servants' door opens and Bones slips into their bedroom, her footfalls slow and uneven. Jim looks up but her eyes are half closed, she drops her dress beside their bed and climbs in wearing her underwear, tucks her head under his chin and curls against his chest as if she'll go right to sleep.

Jim swallows a hundred questions and a thousand promises, and only lets himself say, "Hey, I'm glad you're here."

"Wouldn't be, except for you," she mumbles into his neck, and his heart unknots. She follows it with a kiss on his jaw, and Jim can let everything else wait until morning, he tilts his head and aligns his lips with hers.

Awwww, one of the reasons that I made the prompt, is because I could envision all the ways that being a princess and away from her life would make Bones unhappy and chafe. But I also know that she loves Jim and as long as he acknowledges how hard it is for her, she will try and fight through all the ways that the situation sucks.

HAHA! Thanks for filling not one, but both of my prompts!

They are both SUCH AWESOME prompts. How could I resist?

This is lovely and kind of heartbreaking.

Thank you! I can't help but think that sometimes it's rough for her to be a princess instead of living the life she'd planned.

Oh, Bones! This broke my heart a little because it is a gilded cage, but she's got her Jim and Jojo and that's reason enough, even if sometimes it's so hard.

Teach me how to say so much with such few words, m'dear?

Oh goodness. *blush* Thank you! I just... try to tell the story.

It's like deliberately slamming into a wall to check his instinctive rush. Jim's blood is pumping with a hundred percent life as only a fight or a fuck make him feel, and when he sees who the last Klingon's trying to subdue, his first impulse is to fling himself on the brute's back with daggers raised. But something about the pattern of Bones's struggles -- she's feinting, Jim realizes, pressing his back to the bulkhead just in case as he watches her bat at the Klingon with her right hand, her left twisting behind her as if she's groping to support herself, only not quite.

The Klingon thinks he has her, growling triumph as he pushes her arms to her sides, but there's a flash of silver in her left hand, pressed against his wrist, and he doesn't even have time to finish his bellow before he slumps. Bones ducks away as he collapses, her eyes wide, her breasts heaving in her stupid boy uniform, and Jim wants so much to fuck her right up against the bulkhead.

He doesn't. He steps forward and says, "Shoot him again." She looks up, her plush mouth opening, but she bends and does it, then backs away as Jim strides over and plants a foot on the prone Klingon's back.

"Christ Jesus," she whispers, and this close Jim can see her start shaking. "I think, two double doses..." She stops and swallows obviously, the line of her throat tender and tempting, and continues, "That much might kill him."

"Awesome either way!" Jim can't hold still anymore. He lunges and grabs Bones with three fingers of each hand, carefully tilting his daggers away from her arms as he drags her forward and mashes their mouths together. Her answer is a deliciously fierce noise of protest, and Jim shoves his tongue into her buzzing mouth, so turned on his thighs are quivering.

He still has cleanup to oversee, though, and if he actually does fuck Bones here in public she'll probably take it as some kind of punishment, she's quirky that way. So Jim makes himself shove her away again, and she stumbles backwards over the Kingon's arm, smudging her mouth on her hand, glaring heatingly at him. "What the fuck was that," she snaps, sticking "Captain?" on the end like the afterthought it usually is from her.

Jim laughs in sheer uncomplicated delight and makes sure to kick the Klingon as he steps off him. "A commendation on your badassery, Doctor McCoy," he tells her as he wipes his daggers on his trousers and holsters them, making sure he waggles his eyebrows as he adds, "your reward for taking a prisoner will come later tonight."

Her shoulders are stiff when he wraps his arm around them, but her standoffishness is always fun to break through, and she does at least look up at him, even if sideways. "Oh, I can't wait," she murmurs dubiously, and it takes every last bit of captainly self-restraint to just squeeze her shoulders instead of kissing her sarcastic mouth.

So cool! I love Mirror!Leah being able to fight off a Klingon - I bet Jim had some hand in training her to fight.

There were so many elements I love - adrenaline junky Jim, boy uniform wearing Leah (and I would love to find out how she convinced Jim to let her wear one of those), Jim having to rein himself in so as not to ravish Leah right there over her conquered foe - very awesome!

You are totally welcome; this was especially fun to write. :D I love his evil, bright, cheerful view of the universe and of his Leah.

*whines* I had a quite lovely comment here, but stupid LJ ate it!

I love this, m'dear!

Eee, I am always happy when I please you with one of my Mirrorfics. :D

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