Captain's Log 04 - Waking Dreams

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Who: Jim Kirk & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes, on the Tourist
When: Now (that is, Friday)

<sub>[ It's a strange feeling, waking up and staring at a ceiling that he instinctively knows is on a ship. He hasn't looked at one of those in awhile, mostly because his ship was still being built. He had been able to tour some parts of her, but she was far from complete, and certainly nowhere near ready for him to move into. So why? Why was there something familiar about this ceiling? He had seen it before, he was sure, nagging at the back of his mind -

The Fleet.

It struck him like a slap, making him gasp, and he sat up sharply, looking down at himself, wrapped in his survival suit of all things. He touched the raised silver crest of Star Fleet, trying to wrap his mind around the notion he was back on the Tourist. How long had it been? Almost three years? He had just celebrated his birthday, so, yes, three years...

Looking around he located the communicator, flipping it open, remembering the motions easily enough as he keyed up the video and looked in. It's to late by the time he realizes that he has a crown settled into his somewhat fluffier hair and a bright red lipstick mark on his cheek. Who-? Well, whatever, everyone will just get to see him attempt to rub the lipstick off as he speaks, crown, for the moment, remaining where it was. ]</sub>

Uh - hello everyone. I'm not sure how much time as passed here, so I suppose I should start with introductions. My name is Captain James Tiberius Kirk, U.S.S. Enterprise, though feel free to call me Jim. I was here once before, but I suppose at some point I got sent home.

It's been three years for me. So, if possible, I wouldn't mind a roll call of who all is here - and exactly how much time has passed for you all.

Kirk, out.

<sub>[ He turns off the communicator and gets up slowly, stretching, making his way for the kitchen and wondering if that cantankerous coffee machine was still here and functioning, and if it had been tamed. He hoped so. He desperately needed coffee. Maybe something more too. Yes, definitely something more.

Irish coffee it was Or as close as he could get it. ]</sub>

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[ Leto opens a cup of dark cobalt blue, his back turned. ]

You may.

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_{[ Kirk came up behind him, brushing his fingers down Leto's back. ]}

I suppose it's more of a favor, really. Or maybe a request.

I know you can't turn it off, but try not to think on the futures you see for the time being. I want to get in a few surprises for you.

_{[ He bent his head, kissing the nape of Leto's neck. ]}

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[ Leto tilts his neck as he hums in agreement, his body shivering. ]

I shall do my best.

[ He dips two fingers into the liquid. ]

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Good.

_{[ He hummed, giving him a bio before stepping back and stripping off his underwear. He gave a stretch and put his hands on his hips. ]}

Your canvas is ready.

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You're excited.

[ But Leto grins, as he moves, straddling Jim's waist. ] Blue is a fascinating colour to me. Sometimes I wonder if our eyes are spice-blue because of our longing for water.

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Is there a reason I would not be?

_{[ His fingers slid along Leto's thighs, tracing the sharp angle of his hips. ]}

That would be an interesting theory - our eyes changing color based on the things we long for. I wonder why mine would be blue then.

_{[ He leaned forward and took a peck from Leto's lips. ]}

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Isn't it obvious?

[ He paints circles, finger-like touches elicited to tease and shiver. ]

Sky-blue.

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The sky, mmm? Maybe I soaked it in, all those years looking up.

_{[ He shivered at Leto's touch, gasping softly against his lips as he took another kiss. ]}

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[ Leto hums into it. The way he talks and speaks almost feel like a medley, songs blending together to create harmony. His fingers brush against Jim's cheek, staining it. ]

What a pleasant fate.

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To end up beneath you as you paint me blue? A very pleasant fate.

_{[ He grinned, kissing him deeper, fingers grasping his thighs and massaging gently. ]}

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Well, I paint you blue and then I lick it off.

[ He bends to lick the paint with a smile. ] Like so.

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_{[ His eyes widened slightly, for a fraction of a second, and then he's moaning softly, fingers digging harder into Leto's thighs. ]}

Well, then who am I to fight such a fate, hmm?

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A wiser man than most.

[ He presses kisses down Kirk's collarbone, trailing down and swirling his tongue over painted flesh. ]

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_{[ He sighed, shivering beneath the path of his tongue. His fingers moved, brushing across the places where wormskin and flesh met. For now he was remaining mostly still, letting Leto do as he pleased. ]}

I didn't get where I am by not picking my battles wisely.

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You have gotten significantly better at picking them.

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They do say practice makes perfect, right?

_{[ He smiled up at him, reaching to stroke his hair, lean in to lick at the curve of his ear. ]}

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They still say that, do they?

[ He tilts his neck at that. ]

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Well, it seems to hold fairly true. Did you have to practice drawing these blue lines?

_{[ He hummed and nibbling, moving to nuzzle along his neck, sucking at the crook. ]}

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