Bold (A Star Trek/RPF Fanfic)
Aug. 14th, 2011 10:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
therumjournalsTitle: Bold
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
therumjournals
Fandom: Star Trek / Star Trek RPF
Pairing: Zachary Quinto/Spock
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,611
Summary: Cadet Quinto has his sights set on a certain Vulcan professor (Academy AU)
Warnings: (as should be quite obvious from the pairing and summary) - Crack, PWP, and general WTFery
Author’s Note: The blame for this lies withthe_deep_magic for coming up with the pairing in the first place, and with verizonhorizon for challenging me to prove to you that Spock would totally take it up the ass from Zach. But I have to say, apparently my brain must have been, like, craving this pairing, because since it was suggested I’ve come up with at least 3 entirely different scenarios. And let’s face it, I’m probably going to write them all.
Jim Kirk slid into an empty seat in the back of the lecture hall, sweating from his jog across the campus. He was tugging at the collar of his red cadet’s uniform trying to get some air when he noticed Zach next to him, staring intently toward the front of the class. Kirk followed his line of sight, then looked back at him with an eyebrow raised.
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked, confused.
“I’m gonna fuck him,” Zach said, his voice low and serious.
Kirk glanced toward the front again and back at Zach with a snort of laughter. “Commander Spock? Yeah, uh-huh, okay, you do that.”
“I will,” Zach said, not taking his eyes off of their Vulcan professor, who stood at the front of the room, his black uniform tailored perfectly to his long, lean body.
Kirk leaned back in his seat. “I mean, we’ve all had our fantasies about Commander Spock, but I sincerely doubt he’d ever look twice at a cadet. Does he even know your name?”
“Let’s find out,” Zach breathed. Still not taking his eyes off the front of the classroom, he reached forward and pushed his PADD off the desk. It landed on the floor with a clatter, and Kirk watched in surprise as Commander Spock’s eyes landed immediately on Zach.
“Cadet Quinto.” His commanding tone silenced the class and shot straight to Jim’s cock. “Is there a problem?”
“No,” Zach drawled, holding eye contact, the corner of his lips threatening to twitch into a smirk. “No problem, Professor.”
Spock’s eyes narrowed slightly. “I expect my classroom to be a place of order and discipline,” he said sharply. “Please see me after class.”
It seemed to take a second before he was able to tear his gaze away and look down at his PADD to pull up the schematics for the day’s lecture.
As soon as Spock’s attention was elsewhere, Zach glanced at Kirk with a smug expression on his face. “Yeah,” he said, with a wink. “He knows my name.”
*
Halfway through the class period, Kirk couldn’t take it anymore. He flicked to different screen on his PADD and messaged Zach.
There’s no way you’re going to fuck him.
Of course I am.
Why the fuck would you think that? Look at him! He’s a Vulcan! He’s, like, the toppiest top who ever topped! Can you really imagine him bending over his desk to take it up the ass?
It took Zach a second to respond.
I’m imagining it right now.
Jim let his eyes flick over to Zach’s face. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted, a lock of hair hung into his eyes. Oh Jesus, this was Zach they were talking about, of course Spock would bend over for him. Who the fuck wouldn’t?
Jim kept these thoughts to himself as he typed back.
Well, here’s hoping all of your dreams come true.
*
Zach fought to maintain his cocky confidence as he approached the closed door of Commander Spock’s office. He’d snuck out to the bathroom after class to fix his hair and unfasten the top of his uniform, aiming for a rakishly disheveled look. In truth, he was quivering in his regulation briefs at the thought of what he was about to do. Which was not to say that he had any doubts that he could pull it off. All it required was a little acting – and hadn’t he always said that if he couldn’t make it in Starfleet, he’d hop a hovercab and take his chances in Hollywood?
The door slid open, and he stepped inside. Commander Spock stood facing away from Zach, hands clasped behind his back as he appeared to examine something on the shelves lining his office.
“Cadet Quinto, please take a seat,” he said, without turning. Zach instead took three long strides across the office and came to a stop just beside Spock. Spock looked at him, raising an eyebrow in surprise. “Perhaps I was not clear-“
“Oh, you were clear,” Zach said, turning his eyes toward the bookshelf, raising a hand to run a long finger down the spine of a leather-bound volume. He could feel Spock’s eyes on him, could sense a quickening of breath and pulse. “You’ve been quite clear all semester. The way you look at me.” He turned abruptly to catch Spock watching, the shock of their closeness only catching him off guard for a moment before he continued. “The way your jaw tightens, just here…” Zach’s fingers ghosted over the tightened hinge of Spock’s jaw. “We both know what you want, Spock.”
“Commander Spock.”
“Cadet Spock,” Zach said, impulsively. A spike of fear shot through him before he noticed the flash of heat in Spock’s eyes, the flush tinting his cheeks. Zach smirked, slid his hand around the back of Spock’s head, and pressed their lips together.
That’s all it was at first, lips mashed together in a hard, dry kiss, and for a second Zach wondered if maybe Spock really would resist. Then he parted his lips and Spock opened to him, clutched at him, violent and willing, and Zach could have laughed with the ease of it if he hadn’t been so focused on the insistent throb of his erection.
“You want me?” Zach whispered, his lips against Spock’s ear, a hand working at his fly.
“Yes,” Spock hissed.
“You’ve been watching me?” Mouth roaming across Spock’s neck, fingers curling around his hip.
“I cannot stop.”
Zach pulled away abruptly, catching Spock off guard and turning him roughly, pressing him up against the bookcase. He held Spock in place with one hand, used the other to tug down Spock’s waistband and unfasten his own uniform. He had his dick in his hand, his vision going red with desire, when he paused, realizing with sudden dismay that he didn’t have anything to ease the way. He let his hand slip from Spock’s hip as he cast desperately around the room, looking for something, anything, that would serve the purpose. Spock gave a low growl of frustration, and Zach pressed up against him, pinning him to the shelves.
“Problem, cadet?” They were the exact same height, and it was all too easy to murmur into Spock’s pointed ear.
“Cease your unnecessary delay,” Spock hissed back at him. His tone sent an angry desire coursing through Zach’s veins.
“Fine,” Zach snapped, thrusting his hips ungracefully against Spock’s ass. He inhaled sharply in surprise as the head of his dick met Spock’s slick, twitching hole. He needed no further invitation, thrusting into the slippery heat of Spock’s natural secretions with a dark thrill.
“Shit, Spock” he groaned, burying his face in Spock’s neck as he rocked his hips, “you were just made to be fucked, weren’t you?”
Spock bucked back against him in response, clenching his ass around Zach’s cock, begging silently for more, and Zach gave him what he asked for, driving into him mercilessly as grunts and curses fell steadily from their undisciplined lips.
“Unh, ah, Spock,” Zach panted, pistoning his hips as Spock braced himself against the creaking bookshelf. Zach bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to hold off his orgasm, but it was too good, too much. His body jerked hard as he came, spilling into Spock, fucking into his own spunk until Spock’s tight passage had wrung the last drops from his pulsing cock.
He was still inside Spock, his dick twitching, body pressed against Spock’s back and breath hot against his cheek, when he finally slid a hand around to grasp at Spock’s swollen length. Spock shivered at the touch, and Zach did too, finding him leaking and ready beneath his fingertips. Zach pressed his mouth to Spock’s neck as he stroked, kissing and biting out filthy encouragement until Spock came with a guttural cry.
Zach was loathe to pull away, and for one powerful moment he felt Spock sag in his arms, but then it was over and Spock wrenched away abruptly, graceful fingers calmly refastening his uniform as though he’d just returned from a windy walk in the park. Zach did the same, but he watched Spock out of the corner of his eye. He saw the moment Spock’s gaze landed on the bookshelf, where a fat drop of jizz was making its way down the gilded title of an ancient Vulcan tome. Spock stiffened, his nostrils flaring in suppressed horror.
“Get out of my office.”
Any cocky retort Zach might have prepared died in his throat at the tone of Spock’s voice, and he suddenly feared the Vulcan strength in those hands, curling into fists at Spock’s sides.
Zach finished fastening his zipper on the way out the door.
*
“Cadet Quinto, you have been brought before this council on the charge of violating Starfleet regulation and engaging in conduct unbecoming a Starfleet Academy cadet. Do you intend to contest these accusations?”
Zach considered invoking the right to face his accuser directly, but that would have been redundant, seeing as his accuser, and the direct recipient of his “violations”, was already in front of him, seated on the panel, his immobile face betraying nothing. Zach couldn’t help but be impressed.
“No, sir.”
“Very well. You are hereby expelled from Starfleet Academy. Your belongings will be sent to you. Please leave the premises immediately.”
Zach felt his mouth curving up in a smile before he even turned to leave the room. He risked a wink in Spock’s direction, let his grin widen as he reached the exit, and pushed open the doors to the street, where a hovercab waited to take him to his future.
Author:
therumjournalsFandom: Star Trek / Star Trek RPF
Pairing: Zachary Quinto/Spock
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,611
Summary: Cadet Quinto has his sights set on a certain Vulcan professor (Academy AU)
Warnings: (as should be quite obvious from the pairing and summary) - Crack, PWP, and general WTFery
Author’s Note: The blame for this lies with
the_deep_magic for coming up with the pairing in the first place, and with verizonhorizon for challenging me to prove to you that Spock would totally take it up the ass from Zach. But I have to say, apparently my brain must have been, like, craving this pairing, because since it was suggested I’ve come up with at least 3 entirely different scenarios. And let’s face it, I’m probably going to write them all. Jim Kirk slid into an empty seat in the back of the lecture hall, sweating from his jog across the campus. He was tugging at the collar of his red cadet’s uniform trying to get some air when he noticed Zach next to him, staring intently toward the front of the class. Kirk followed his line of sight, then looked back at him with an eyebrow raised.
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked, confused.
“I’m gonna fuck him,” Zach said, his voice low and serious.
Kirk glanced toward the front again and back at Zach with a snort of laughter. “Commander Spock? Yeah, uh-huh, okay, you do that.”
“I will,” Zach said, not taking his eyes off of their Vulcan professor, who stood at the front of the room, his black uniform tailored perfectly to his long, lean body.
Kirk leaned back in his seat. “I mean, we’ve all had our fantasies about Commander Spock, but I sincerely doubt he’d ever look twice at a cadet. Does he even know your name?”
“Let’s find out,” Zach breathed. Still not taking his eyes off the front of the classroom, he reached forward and pushed his PADD off the desk. It landed on the floor with a clatter, and Kirk watched in surprise as Commander Spock’s eyes landed immediately on Zach.
“Cadet Quinto.” His commanding tone silenced the class and shot straight to Jim’s cock. “Is there a problem?”
“No,” Zach drawled, holding eye contact, the corner of his lips threatening to twitch into a smirk. “No problem, Professor.”
Spock’s eyes narrowed slightly. “I expect my classroom to be a place of order and discipline,” he said sharply. “Please see me after class.”
It seemed to take a second before he was able to tear his gaze away and look down at his PADD to pull up the schematics for the day’s lecture.
As soon as Spock’s attention was elsewhere, Zach glanced at Kirk with a smug expression on his face. “Yeah,” he said, with a wink. “He knows my name.”
*
Halfway through the class period, Kirk couldn’t take it anymore. He flicked to different screen on his PADD and messaged Zach.
There’s no way you’re going to fuck him.
Of course I am.
Why the fuck would you think that? Look at him! He’s a Vulcan! He’s, like, the toppiest top who ever topped! Can you really imagine him bending over his desk to take it up the ass?
It took Zach a second to respond.
I’m imagining it right now.
Jim let his eyes flick over to Zach’s face. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted, a lock of hair hung into his eyes. Oh Jesus, this was Zach they were talking about, of course Spock would bend over for him. Who the fuck wouldn’t?
Jim kept these thoughts to himself as he typed back.
Well, here’s hoping all of your dreams come true.
*
Zach fought to maintain his cocky confidence as he approached the closed door of Commander Spock’s office. He’d snuck out to the bathroom after class to fix his hair and unfasten the top of his uniform, aiming for a rakishly disheveled look. In truth, he was quivering in his regulation briefs at the thought of what he was about to do. Which was not to say that he had any doubts that he could pull it off. All it required was a little acting – and hadn’t he always said that if he couldn’t make it in Starfleet, he’d hop a hovercab and take his chances in Hollywood?
The door slid open, and he stepped inside. Commander Spock stood facing away from Zach, hands clasped behind his back as he appeared to examine something on the shelves lining his office.
“Cadet Quinto, please take a seat,” he said, without turning. Zach instead took three long strides across the office and came to a stop just beside Spock. Spock looked at him, raising an eyebrow in surprise. “Perhaps I was not clear-“
“Oh, you were clear,” Zach said, turning his eyes toward the bookshelf, raising a hand to run a long finger down the spine of a leather-bound volume. He could feel Spock’s eyes on him, could sense a quickening of breath and pulse. “You’ve been quite clear all semester. The way you look at me.” He turned abruptly to catch Spock watching, the shock of their closeness only catching him off guard for a moment before he continued. “The way your jaw tightens, just here…” Zach’s fingers ghosted over the tightened hinge of Spock’s jaw. “We both know what you want, Spock.”
“Commander Spock.”
“Cadet Spock,” Zach said, impulsively. A spike of fear shot through him before he noticed the flash of heat in Spock’s eyes, the flush tinting his cheeks. Zach smirked, slid his hand around the back of Spock’s head, and pressed their lips together.
That’s all it was at first, lips mashed together in a hard, dry kiss, and for a second Zach wondered if maybe Spock really would resist. Then he parted his lips and Spock opened to him, clutched at him, violent and willing, and Zach could have laughed with the ease of it if he hadn’t been so focused on the insistent throb of his erection.
“You want me?” Zach whispered, his lips against Spock’s ear, a hand working at his fly.
“Yes,” Spock hissed.
“You’ve been watching me?” Mouth roaming across Spock’s neck, fingers curling around his hip.
“I cannot stop.”
Zach pulled away abruptly, catching Spock off guard and turning him roughly, pressing him up against the bookcase. He held Spock in place with one hand, used the other to tug down Spock’s waistband and unfasten his own uniform. He had his dick in his hand, his vision going red with desire, when he paused, realizing with sudden dismay that he didn’t have anything to ease the way. He let his hand slip from Spock’s hip as he cast desperately around the room, looking for something, anything, that would serve the purpose. Spock gave a low growl of frustration, and Zach pressed up against him, pinning him to the shelves.
“Problem, cadet?” They were the exact same height, and it was all too easy to murmur into Spock’s pointed ear.
“Cease your unnecessary delay,” Spock hissed back at him. His tone sent an angry desire coursing through Zach’s veins.
“Fine,” Zach snapped, thrusting his hips ungracefully against Spock’s ass. He inhaled sharply in surprise as the head of his dick met Spock’s slick, twitching hole. He needed no further invitation, thrusting into the slippery heat of Spock’s natural secretions with a dark thrill.
“Shit, Spock” he groaned, burying his face in Spock’s neck as he rocked his hips, “you were just made to be fucked, weren’t you?”
Spock bucked back against him in response, clenching his ass around Zach’s cock, begging silently for more, and Zach gave him what he asked for, driving into him mercilessly as grunts and curses fell steadily from their undisciplined lips.
“Unh, ah, Spock,” Zach panted, pistoning his hips as Spock braced himself against the creaking bookshelf. Zach bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to hold off his orgasm, but it was too good, too much. His body jerked hard as he came, spilling into Spock, fucking into his own spunk until Spock’s tight passage had wrung the last drops from his pulsing cock.
He was still inside Spock, his dick twitching, body pressed against Spock’s back and breath hot against his cheek, when he finally slid a hand around to grasp at Spock’s swollen length. Spock shivered at the touch, and Zach did too, finding him leaking and ready beneath his fingertips. Zach pressed his mouth to Spock’s neck as he stroked, kissing and biting out filthy encouragement until Spock came with a guttural cry.
Zach was loathe to pull away, and for one powerful moment he felt Spock sag in his arms, but then it was over and Spock wrenched away abruptly, graceful fingers calmly refastening his uniform as though he’d just returned from a windy walk in the park. Zach did the same, but he watched Spock out of the corner of his eye. He saw the moment Spock’s gaze landed on the bookshelf, where a fat drop of jizz was making its way down the gilded title of an ancient Vulcan tome. Spock stiffened, his nostrils flaring in suppressed horror.
“Get out of my office.”
Any cocky retort Zach might have prepared died in his throat at the tone of Spock’s voice, and he suddenly feared the Vulcan strength in those hands, curling into fists at Spock’s sides.
Zach finished fastening his zipper on the way out the door.
*
“Cadet Quinto, you have been brought before this council on the charge of violating Starfleet regulation and engaging in conduct unbecoming a Starfleet Academy cadet. Do you intend to contest these accusations?”
Zach considered invoking the right to face his accuser directly, but that would have been redundant, seeing as his accuser, and the direct recipient of his “violations”, was already in front of him, seated on the panel, his immobile face betraying nothing. Zach couldn’t help but be impressed.
“No, sir.”
“Very well. You are hereby expelled from Starfleet Academy. Your belongings will be sent to you. Please leave the premises immediately.”
Zach felt his mouth curving up in a smile before he even turned to leave the room. He risked a wink in Spock’s direction, let his grin widen as he reached the exit, and pushed open the doors to the street, where a hovercab waited to take him to his future.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 03:07 am (UTC)When I finally got around to answering my own poll, by the way, I picked Spock as the top, but you have persuaded me to... reconsider. I adore the set-up for this -- Cadet Quinto is besties with Kirk! That's a fic unto itself.
Oh, Zach, if only you hadn't made Spock jizz on his precious book, you could have had such a promising future in Starfleet...
I AM SO PROUD TO HAVE INSPIRED THIS. I WOULD BE EVEN PROUDER TO INSPIRE MORE.
no subject
Date: 2011-08-17 02:18 am (UTC)I picked Spock to top in the poll, too, it was just after I started thinking about it that I started seeing alllll of the possibilities... :-D
MORE COMING SOON. LITERALLY.
EXCITED!!
Date: 2011-08-15 03:07 am (UTC)But it's on. It's on like donkey kong.
*puts on porn battle armor*
I'm super excited for this.
Re: EXCITED!!
Date: 2011-08-15 03:08 am (UTC)Re: EXCITED!!
Date: 2011-08-15 03:27 am (UTC)Also do want all this. A cadet!Zach/cadet!Jim is the greatest thing ever.
Re: EXCITED!!
Date: 2011-08-17 02:54 am (UTC)No, seriously, I can't...that's why I posted this so early :-)
BRING ON YOUR PORNTRIBUTION :-D
no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 06:15 am (UTC)*unconstructive review is unconstructive*
no subject
Date: 2011-08-17 02:55 am (UTC)Thanks for the comment. Unconstructive, maybe, but joyous nonetheless :-D
no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 06:44 am (UTC)but why i would like i wanted to be Jim there? (K/S i can't quit you, head this is hot, why do you think is hotter if it is Jim!)
Poor Zach being expelled ;__; well now he will be an awesome actor!, but...
no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 04:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 09:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 04:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 04:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 04:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 05:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 04:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 06:34 pm (UTC)I'm now imagining Spock giving Zach some private discipline following his public expulsion from the Academy. Why do you make me want things I don't think I want?!
no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 04:56 am (UTC)Why do you make me want things I don't think I want?! - i am like a guide. i lead you to your true desires...or something ;-)
no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 11:18 pm (UTC)for about 7 seconds before my brain exploded in a joyous and glittery display from the sheer awesomeness of Kirk and Zach talking about how Zach was going to fuck Spock.
Anyway, THIS WAS REALLY FUCKING HOT and I'm eagerly awaiting the other two scenarios your brain has cooked up. :D
no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 04:58 am (UTC)THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS DELICIOUS COMMENT AND FOR YOUR CONTINUING SUPPORT/ENCOURAGEMENT/ENABLING <3
no subject
Date: 2011-08-16 12:48 am (UTC)But. BUT! OMG! I LOVE THIS AND IT WAS FICTIONALLY REAL if you know what I mean AND THERE ARE TWO MORE AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT BUT I AM EAGERLY AWAITING MOAR NAOW!
no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 10:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-16 01:14 am (UTC)kaghq;oiytohrgvbjsdvnaiofhawuifgluyag!
no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 10:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-16 03:40 am (UTC)must mention, during the intro scene the thought crossed my mind that this could tangent off to spock and quinto making a jim sandwich....huh...
no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 10:15 pm (UTC)thanks for the comment!
no subject
Date: 2011-08-18 03:31 am (UTC)That said, this was really hott and worked surprisingly well, especially the expulsion... *grin*
SPOCK WILL DENY THIS FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE.
no subject
Date: 2011-08-21 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-23 08:18 pm (UTC)LOVED how it started with Zach whispering with Kirk about how hot Spock is! Fantasies oh my yes that's it for me.
Instructor Spock is a hot piece of ass is what he is. Nice job featuring him!
Favorite part: a fat drop of jizz was making its way down the gilded title of an ancient Vulcan tome. OH. MY. GOD. LOL!
no subject
Date: 2011-08-24 11:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-30 02:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-31 02:33 am (UTC)