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property of Paramount Studios, Inc and Viacom. The
story contents are the creation and property of Djinn and are copyright (c)
2013 by Djinn. This story is Rated PG-13.
Many Returns of the Day
by Djinn
Kirk
walked down the corridor toward ChapelÕs quarters—at least he hoped she
was still in them. It would be
damned awkward if Bones had taken them.
He rang for admittance, was very happy to see her answer.
ÒAh,
the man who demoted me.Ó She smiled
but the expression was a wary one.
ÒShould I beware captains bearing gifts?Ó
He
looked down at the package in his hand.
ÒNo. Well, yes. Let me in so we can talk.Ó
ÒOh,
the Ôwe need to talkÕ moment.Ó She
sighed. Loudly. But she moved and let him in.
ÒCome
here. ItÕs more the we Ôneed to
kissÕ moment.Ó He pulled her to
him, laughing at her expression. ÒI
think you like this moment.Ó
ÒYouÕre
right, I think I do.Ó She relaxed
in his arms, let him kiss her and kissed him back in equal measure. ÒSo, I take it the talk is not the ÔI
canÕt sleep with someone on my crewÕ talk?Ó
ÒWell,
it might be that if sex was all we had.
But I happen to love you, so no, itÕs not that talk.Ó
ÒYou
love me?Ó
He
nodded, grinning at her expression.
ÒI wasnÕt going to tell you that if you were shipping out for five
years. But now IÕm
staying—Nogura is letting me keep the Enterprise—so
weÕre shipping out together...Ó
ÒAh. So...Ó She pulled him back to her and
kissed him very, very thoroughly—he loved a lot of things about her, but
her lips were definitely near the top of the list. ÒWait, thereÕs more to this, isnÕt
there?Ó
ÒBones
is staying, too.Ó
ÒAnd
not, I guess, as my deputy?Ó She
was laughing. ÒI love how you kiss
me first and then demote me.Ó
ÒI
already demoted you. Now IÕm just
making it permanent. You get to
keep your rank—I got busted back to captain.Ó
ÒLike
you mind.Ó She pulled him further
into her quarters. ÒSo whatÕs the
present for?Ó
ÒVÕger upped the timetable or weÕd be back on Earth. At a very nice restaurant in Barcelona
or Bangkok.Ó
ÒSomewhere
that started with B? Buenos
Aires. Belmopan. Beijing.Ó
ÒYouÕve
passed your geography quiz. The
fancy dinner will have to wait, but I have not forgotten that it is your
birthday, so I wanted to celebrate it.Ó
ÒAwwww. You
could be playing chess with Spock or knocking back whiskeys with Len.Ó
ÒTrue. But IÕd rather be watching you open
this.Ó He grinned as he handed her
the gift. SheÕd admired the
necklace inside during one of their frequent trips to—well, wherever the
hell they felt like. They both had
credits up the yin yang.
She
sat down on the bed and gently slipped off the wrapping.
ÒYou
are not going to re-use that wrapping paper.Ó He started to laugh. ÒChris, please, give it to me, and I
will put it in the recycler.Ó
ÒItÕs
perfectly good.Ó She did put it
aside and didnÕt say anything when he grabbed it. She opened the box slowly, as if she was
delaying the surprise. ÒOh my
God. You didnÕt.Ó She looked up at him, really seemed a
little bit stunned. ÒJim, this was
outrageously expensive.Ó
ÒYep,
it sure was. NothingÕs too good for
my girl. Especially if it helps
make her less mad at me for the demotion—I donÕt want you to tell me to
go elsewhere for sex.Ó
ÒWhen
have I ever told you to go elsewhere?Ó
ÒWhen
have I demoted you?Ó
ÒTrue.Ó She narrowed her eyes as if assessing
his chances of having his way with her.
When he made a pleading face, she pulled him down to the bed. ÒPut this on me.Ó
ÒAnd
then IÕm going to take everything else off you.Ó He took the necklace from her and
fastened it around her neck, then turned her so he could see. The periwinkle of the tanzanites set in white gold made her eyes look even
bluer. ÒGorgeous.Ó He eased her top off. ÒYou and the necklace.Ó
She
laughed and leaned back so he could get her pants off with a minimum of
effort. Then he had her underthings
off, and was easing her back, posing her like she was his full-grown doll.
ÒYou
realize I havenÕt seen the damn thing on me.Ó
ÒDetails.Ó
ÒJim. Can I see my goddamned present?Ó
ÒFine. Hand mirror?Ó
ÒIn
the bathroom.Ó She stretched,
rather deliberately making areas she knew he loved come into prominence. ÒHurry it up.Ó
He
took the wrapping paper, tossed it into the recycler to her half-hearted
protests of ÒThat really could be used again,Ó and grabbed the mirror from the
bathroom.
He
held it for her and she said, ÒI can see my boobs, not the necklace.Ó She wrestled the mirror from him with a look
of mock disapproval. ÒI know where
your priorities are.Ó
ÒThey
are, as ever, exactly where they should be.Ó He shucked his clothes off and snuggled
in next to her. ÒWhat do you
think?Ó
ÒI
think itÕs amazing. Thank you.Ó
ÒHappy
birthday, Chris. To many more birthdays
spent with me.Ó
ÒAs
your on-ship girl?Ó
ÒAs
my on-ship love.Ó
ÒMmmmm, Captain Kirk, never let it be said you donÕt say
exactly the right thing at the right time.Ó
ÒI
can do the right thing at the right
time, too. Consider this another
birthday gift.Ó He kissed his way
down her body.
She
was writhing in no time, lay breathing hard, then
pulled him up for a kiss. ÒHappy
goddamn birthday to me.Ó
ÒYes
indeedy.Ó
He nuzzled her neck. ÒI was
going to miss you so much. I really
like how this turned out. Demotions
not withstanding.Ó
ÒI
like it, too.Ó She tilted her head
to give him better access.
ÒSpock
to Kirk.Ó
She
looked at him and frowned. ÒReally? YouÕre off duty. Tell him that.Ó
ÒI
have no intention of ditching you for him.Ó He reached over to her comm terminal.
ÒKirk here, Spock.Ó
ÒI
was wondering if you wished to play chess tonight, Jim.Ó
Chris
was laughing silently as she kissed her way down his body, began to lick and
suck and—oh holy God. ÒSpock...
IÕd love to...but IÕm tied up...tonight.
Maybe tomorrow?Ó
ÒOf
course.Ó There was a long pause,
and it was clear Spock had not cut the connection ÒJim, as you know Vulcan hearing is much
more acute than human.Ó
Chris
stopped sucking and began to laugh silently, her shoulders shaking.
ÒI
trust you are not literally tied up?Ó
ÒNo. No.
Just a figure of speech.Ó
ÒAh,
then I shall say goodnight. Give
Doctor Chapel my best.Ó
This
time it was Kirk who didnÕt cut the connection. He looked at Chris, and she shook her
head in an ÒI didnÕt tell himÓ way.
ÒUmm,
sure will. Kirk out.Ó
She
started to laugh for real. ÒDid he
see you coming in here?Ó
ÒHe
must have. Unless he knows how you
sound when youÕre...down there. He
doesnÕt know that, does he?Ó
She
slugged him in the arm. ÒNo, he
doesnÕt know that. He must have
seen you. Oh well, itÕs not a
secret weÕre together, right?Ó
ÒNope. I just didnÕt expect him to be the first
one to catch on.Ó
ÒMaybe
he was giving us his blessing. No
harm, no foul kind of thing.Ó She
pushed him back down. ÒNow, do you
want me to finish what I was doing or not?Ó
ÒOh,
yes, please.Ó Before she could
move, he reached out, touched her cheek, and let his fingers trail down to the
necklace. ÒItÕs perfect for
you. I knew it would be when we saw
it.Ó
ÒI
love it. Thank you.Ó She kissed him. ÒI love you.Ó
ÒI
love you, too.Ó Then he raised his
eyebrows and let his gaze go south.
ÒYeah,
yeah, yeah.Ó She took her goddamned
time traveling back down to his groin.
It
only made it all the sweeter when she finally got there.
FIN