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Voices from Heaven ([personal profile] thespaceopera) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm

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    Re: Reply to your comment. [ driftfleet - 770

    [personal profile] universal_charm 2019-02-12 05:50 am (UTC)(link)

    "What?"

    Kirk pulled away, though not far, reaching up with his other hand to cup Kurt's face, slipping into the thick hair along his jaw, brushing over the curve of his cheekbone. His brows knit in confusion, those bright eyes stormy with worry and concern.

    "What do you mean your world is dead?" he repeated, the hold he had on Kirk's tail tightening, as if afraid the other might turn to smoke beneath his touch.

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    [personal profile] ecclesiophobic 2019-02-12 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
    His eyebrows knit together in what seems to be legitimate confusion, eyes narrowing in a squint. "My universe, when I left it, was being devoured," he answers in a matter of fact tone, even as the hand in Jim's hair slips out in favor of covering his hand.

    "I was in the process of sealing us shut from the rest of the multiverse to prevent the things responsible from doing the same everywhere. Considering we're here, I assume I succeeded." He quiets, leaning in to rest his forehead against the other man's. "Jim, I'm sorry. I thought you knew."
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    [personal profile] universal_charm 2019-02-12 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
    No. No he hadn't known.

    He hadn't known and he felt terrible for that, because he should have known, shouldn't he? Because he should have known and been able to do something, even though he knew the logic of that was flawed because what was he really supposed to do for Kurt? He couldn't affect his world. Couldn't stop what had been done.

    His eye grew wet, though he held back the outright tears, shifting his weight so he could press in closer to Kurt.

    "Well, looks like you're in need of a new home then, aren't you?" he said through a shaky breath.
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    [personal profile] ecclesiophobic 2019-02-12 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
    "No, Jim." Both his hands raise to cup the man's cheeks, thumbs gently brushing under his eyes despite the lack of tears actually escaping. His voice drops to a whisper, as though someone might overhear their conversation and judge Kirk for his pain. "Don't cry, not over me.

    "There are so many worse ways to die. It's alright." The implied offer he's choosing to ignore, ostentatiously in favor of comforting his--Jim. And that is foremost in his mind, but close behind is the sinking feeling that he's going to break this man's heart, and his promise to Remy. A Darkholme to the core.
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    [personal profile] universal_charm 2019-02-13 01:52 am (UTC)(link)

    How could he not? It was true that in terms of their relationship being anything physical, anything more than friends, had only been going on for a short while, but he did care for Kurt. Quite a bit. To know that he had nothing to go home to, that he simply had dark and loneliness - it hurt. It hurt so much. Broken a piece of him. Even if they weren't lovers, he would be making the same offer.

    "There might be, that doesn't mean you have to accept it," he said, swallowing thickly. "When we find a way back to our worlds, you can come with me. You'll fit right in on the Enterprise, in my world. I mean, you're already science officer blue." He smiled shakily, letting out a sniff as he held back the tears and the clenching of his heart.

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    [personal profile] ecclesiophobic 2019-02-14 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
    Kurt hasn't had anything to go home to in the years since Linda died. For a brief moment, he thought Bobby--but then the man had shattered, and what came back was as heartless as the Arctic circle. There'd been nothing but the war, vengeance for his wife, and once that was done? He'd expected to be as well.

    Except, given time to heal Kurt knows damn well he'd have kept going for the dream, his X-Men and their rotten universe. That realization is why his smile, though gentle and warm as it spreads across his face, is weighted with sorrow. He doesn't answer verbally, choosing instead to lean in and seek Jim's lips for a gentle kiss.
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    [personal profile] universal_charm 2019-02-14 04:35 am (UTC)(link)

    Not quite an answer, but not quite a complete rejection either. It was not what he hoped for, but it was also better than the worse case. He pressed into the kiss, winding his arms around Kurt, fingers still twisted around the space of his tail. He sucked gently at Kurt's lower lip, pulling back with a quick nip, as if to admonish the other.

    "Think about it, okay?" he asked him.

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    [personal profile] ecclesiophobic 2019-02-19 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
    The nip draws a startled breath from him, not quite enough sound to it to be a gasp. His tail twitches, the spade curling over Jim's hand even as Kurt finds himself wondering exactly how he'd ended up basically enveloped by the man. A soft smile curls his lips, even as he resists the urge to sag against the oth--his lover, dammit. Call a spade a spade. To lean into his lover and let his guard down.

    When he looks into Jim's eyes and thinks of gold, the nagging familiarity clicks. "You remind me of Sascha, right now," is his whispered answer.
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    [personal profile] universal_charm 2019-02-19 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
    "Sascha?"

    He kept the other close, taking his weight willingly, silently encouraging the other to let him take it, that with him he was safe. His fingers shifted to stroke Kurt's hair, not quite petting him so much as teasing the feeling of the dark blue locks, silken compared to the fuzz of his fur.
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    [personal profile] ecclesiophobic 2019-02-19 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
    Not safe, but he lets his hands slide down, fingers barely skimming the other man's cheeks and jaw before settling against his chest. Then, and only then, does he allow himself to lean against Jim, just a little. A soft, content little hum escapes when he feels Jim stroking his hair, his eyelids lowering to half-mast.

    "Mhm. He said he wouldn't let it happen either. Ready to fight the universe, believe it or not." There's no bitterness in his voice, or laughter; simply a deep fondness tempered with wistfulness.
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    [personal profile] universal_charm 2019-02-19 06:46 am (UTC)(link)

    “Well, I’ve actually done that, and won,” he pointed out, continuing his gentle petting. He bent his head, kissing the top of Kurt’s head for good measure, able to take a sweet breath of him.

    “A few times, actually. Hasn’t Chekov told you?”

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    [personal profile] ecclesiophobic 2019-02-20 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
    In the waking world, Jim would probably get at least a hint of sulfur, despite Kurt's diligent hygiene. But here in their minds (his, specifically) Kurt simply smells of the shampoo he uses, clean and a little like lavender. But only a little.

    The question gets a soft chuckle, more air than sound and mostly noticeable by the shaking of his shoulders. "Loathe as I am to crush your ego, Pavel and I don't often talk about you." He hesitates before lifting his head, an impish grin flashing at the other man. "Mostly we swear badly in the other person's native tongue."
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    [personal profile] universal_charm 2019-02-21 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
    "Mostly about me though, I assume, with swearing involved," he chuckled back, leaning in to brush that grin with is lips. He liked it better when Kurt smiled, when he teased, when he seemed to brighten just a bit.

    "Or has he been convincing you that everything under the sun is Russian made?" he trailed his lips along the other's jaw, nuzzling into his beard, fingers twisting Kirk's tail higher up his wrist.