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Who: James T. Kirk
Broadcast: Network - open to all
Action: all around the SS Red Fish + SS Heron
When: Right now, and throughout the following week

NETWORK BROADCAST ▹ VIDEO;

[ Jim's staring seriously at the camera as the broadcast begins, concern visible on his features. He might be easily recognizable to most everyone on the Fleet, but as soon as he starts talking, it will become obvious that he is not the same man, or at least not having the very same memories. Not of this place, that's for sure. ]

My name is James T. Kirk. I'm... not entirely sure how I got here, but for what it's worth, I'm one of the new arrivals.

[ He presses his lips, glancing around. ] This isn't the first time I've been brought to a universe other than my own, but I was wondering if anyone else here has had a similar experience. Coming here from a place that's not your reality of origin.

[ A pause, ] Specifically, has anyone here heard of Riverview, or the Quarantine?

[ He can't help a hopeful look. A familiar face, any familiar face, will be welcome. He's looking for a specific one, admittedly, but he's not holding his breath on that one. ]

Thank you in advance.

ACTION ▹ SS RED FISH

[ Once he makes that broadcast, he'll be exploring his new location, so he knows what he's dealing with. He can be found roaming the ship, poking his head into all the nooks and corners, and possibly trying to sneak his way into off-limits locations, if there are any. Stop him getting into trouble, or help him? Or just come say hi to a not-quite-new face. ]

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[ His head falls back to offer more of his skin for Victor to explore, as much as he can manage to expose anyway. His hands slide down from Victor's neck eventually, so they can catch Victor's shirt, slowly working on unbuttoning it. ]

[He growls softly in approval but doesn't offer any help in the undressing. He's too busy kissing down to the collar of James's shirt, tongue teasing just above the fabric]

[ He doesn't mind that Victor doesn't help. He likes what Victor's focusing on right now anyway, and he gladly takes it upon himself to undo the buttons of his shirt one at a time, finally sliding his hands beneath the fabric, fingers stroking up Victor's torso, teasing across his nipples. ]

[He shivers at the touch of those hands, biting down on James's neck just enough to leave a mark when he pulls away. His eyes are shining and he presses against James's touch]

Aren't you supposed to be showing me how much you like your ring?

[ He purrs at the bite, knowing it has left a mark behind. Far be it from him to complain, of course. Victor already knows how much Jim likes it when he marks him all over. ]

I was going to show you how much I like you for getting me that ring, [ He says, eyebrow raised playfully. He moves his hands between them to stroke his fingertips along the band around his left ring finger. ] How do you propose I show how much I like it?

[He clicks his tongue, brushing his own ring along James's bottom lip]

Surely you're clever enough to figure something out. Would it help if I got undressed?

[ Jim's lips part, the tip of his tongue running lightly along the band on Victor's finger. ]

You getting undressed always helps. [ To that effect, he pulls his hands back, letting them rest on his own chest as he waits for Victor to take care of that. ]

[Victor throws him a smile before rolling off. He starts with the shirt, running his fingers along the material before slowly taking it off. His thumb teases the button on his pants, sliding it out and pulling them open at a painstaking pace. He gets down to his boxer-briefs, rubbing the heel of his hand against his crotch, and then that’s gone and he’s nude]

Edited 2018-11-24 16:54 (UTC)

[ Jim props his elbows up, smiling and biting at his lower lip as he watches Victor undress, canting his head slightly as though he's appraising what he sees. His lips part just as Victor rubs a palm over his own crotch, then he's shifting onto his knees and crawling closer while Victor rids himself of his boxer briefs.

His hands slide up and down Victor's torso. He sees the ring on his finger and slows to a halt, admiring it yet again, his heart leaping in happiness. Slowly he curls his fingers around Victor's length, letting them run from root to tip in a testing stroke. ]

[He's still working on his striptease technique, but he can tell from James's reaction that he did good this time. While James is admiring, Victor switches his own ring so it too is on his left ring finger. It wasn't meant as an engagement ring, but he can wear it like one until they get wedding rings.

He sucks in a breath, stilling as James strokes his length]

[ Jim clearly has no complaints about Victor's technique, so he must be doing something right. His heart dances happily when Victor moves the ring from his right hand to his left, and his smile widens, warmer.

His hand slides across Victor's cock again, squeezing tighter, and he rubs the base of his ring finger against the tip, the band pressing against sensitive flesh. Leaning closer, he presses a trail of warm kisses along Victor's groin too, nuzzling just barely against the base of his erection. ]

[He gasps, shuddering as the metal on the ring adds an extra sting of friction. He twitches, shifting his legs apart ever so slightly to give more room. Victor rests a hand on James's head, fingers curling in his hair. This was an excellent way to show appreciation for the new ring]

[ His gaze flickers up to meet Victor's, smile curling his lips. His hand slides back down the length, and he shifts closer himself, so his mouth takes the place of his fingers against the tip of Victor's cock, pressing a wet kiss there before he wraps his lips around the crown. ]

[His eyes had darkened with lust, his fingers curling a little tighter into James's hair. He sucks in a breath, shuddering at the feel of that wet mouth on him. A week is not that long in the grand scheme of things, but it felt that way to him.

He doesn't try to speed things up just yet, content just to feel James work the length at his own pace]

[ A week would've felt pretty long to Jim, so he's very eager to make up for that time Victor was without him. Pleased with the response he gets, his lips slide a little lower, taking more of Victor's length into his mouth. His fingers slide down to Victor's balls, gently cupping the sensitive skin, thumb rolling around it in teasing touches. ]

[The more those lips slide onto him, the more difficult it is for Victor to stay still. But he can be patient; he knows it's worthwhile. He trembles, breath catching as James teases his balls, a tight heat building at the sensation.

Victor winds his fingers through the man's hair, tugging hard just the way James likes it. He knows James could take it if he thrust himself in now, and he will. Just not quite yet]

[ Jim knows Victor's holding himself back, and he can't resist teasing, trying to tempt the doctor to move. He hums around his cock, his hand playing with Victor's balls for a little longer, before he drops both hands down to the mattress, fisting the sheets.

Then he leans forward and takes Victor's length in the whole way, the head hitting the back of his throat in a brief thrust before he's pulling away again, cheeks hollowed as he sucks him nearly all the way out of his mouth. ]

[And of course Victor knows that James is trying to tempt him into moving. He lets out a huff, fingers tightening their grip on the other man's hair. He watches James fisting the sheets and somehow that display arouses him more]

Sometimes... I wish there were two of me, so I could have you both ways.

[This is still very good, though, and it's when James sucks him fully in that Victor starts moving his hips, using his grip on James's hair to pull him forward at each thrust]

[ Jim almost pulls back to remind Victor that once, not that long ago, he did have him both ways. Granted, it was with the help of a toy, but it happened nonetheless.

His mouth is currently busy, though, and he has no desire to break that contact. And when Victor starts moving against him, then all the more reason for him to stay put. Humming purposefully around the girth, he tightens his lips and relaxes his throat, knowing that it won't be long before Victor's pushing in deep and burying himself all the way into his mouth and down his throat. ]

[Maybe it's the presence of two Jims that has him thinking about it. But then again, Victor wouldn't really want to share, not even with a slightly altered version of himself. His fingers tighten on James's hair, his hips moving as he pushes his way in deeper down that throat. He knows James's limits and knows just how deep he can push]

[ Jim didn't think Victor would want to share either, but he gets the sentiment, really. In theory, he did think about that too, the kinky possibilities of having another him here, but... the actual thought of seeing Victor in someone else's arms, even if they'd technically be his own's, doesn't sit that well with him either.

His fingers curl tighter into the sheets, and he moans around Victor's girth, feeling him push deep into his mouth. Tongue presses to the underside of his cock, and the muscles of his throat ease slightly, just enough that Victor can push the tip past the tight opening with each deep thrust. ]

[His fingers curl a little tighter in James's hair, pushing deep in the man's throat with every thrust. Maybe pushing a little harder and deeper than he would normally, but he does have to make up for a week spent apart.

He lets out a gasp feeling his cock hit the back of James's throat, and dares to strike the spot over and over, or until he gets the sense James wants him to stop]

[ Victor pushes deeper and rougher than usual into his mouth, but despite the muffled whine he lets out, he doesn't try to pull away, nor does he even reach out to tug at Victor's hip. His cock slides in deep enough that Jim actually chokes on his breath a couple of times, but he knits his eyebrows and forces himself to take it, mouth slack and throat as relaxed as he can possibly manage to welcome Victor's cock in each time. ]

[It isn't often Victor's control slips this much. In this case, it's temporary. He can feel something's wrong and quickly backs off, going back to a gentler pace, watching James now to be sure he's okay. Victor is close to finishing anyway, so he rocks a few more times before coming in the other man's mouth]

[ Jim shudders all over, but tension leaves his body when Victor eases up. Small tears well on his eyes from the strain put on his throat, rolling down his cheeks when he blinks slowly, but he doesn't budge, trusting Victor completely and letting him continue to set the pace.

He can always tell when Victor's close to coming, so he sucks in a deep breath, holding it in as Victor finally reaches his peak and shoots his load into his mouth and down his throat. He shifts forward to meet each thrust, sucking every last drop from him, swallowing it all. When he pulls away and lets Victor's cock slip out of him, he's breathless and coughing a little, a bead of saliva trickling down his chin, eyes shut tight as he tries to will his mind to stop spinning. ]

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