Spock wraps his arms around Jim's neck in return, still smiling. "We missed you. Besides, I can take a short walk, can I not? Dr. McCoy said that exercise is necessary." He kisses Jim, one hand combing through the short hairs at the nape of his neck. "You cannot expect to just impregnate me and then make he stay in bed for the entire duration."
“I suppose. I just want you and our babies to be safe,” he told Spock, kissing him back for a long moment, trying to just enjoy the closeness. He knew where Spock was coming from, but he wanted to make it clear. “I don’t want you to stay in bed, unless I’m with you, Spock. I just want you to take it easy and make sure that you aren’t straining yourself simply because you think you can,” he murmured, cupping the back of his head.
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The Fleet was becoming more and more accepting of Omegas serving on ships, so Jim shouldn’t have been surprised when he ran into Leonard McCoy, probably the grumpiest unbonded Omega he’d ever met.Not that that had been true for too long. Jim was also unbonded, and while Bones’ scent was unbelievably irresistable, he had done his best to stay his friend and support him, but their bond had grown without them even noticing. He’d spent two years giving Bones everything he needed for his heat and somehow managed not to bond him, as difficult as it’s been the last few months. His feelings grow stronger every Heat, but it doesn’t seem to matter to Bones.It’s almost that time again, for Bones’ heat, and he’s busy making the necessary preparations. He has to triple check the schedule, make sure that his shifts are covered and M’Benga is covering Bones’. They’ve got water stockpiled and Jim has all of their meals scheduled for the replicator, plenty of blankets on the bed and towels to clean up. It isn’t his first rodeo by any means. He’s just waiting to get the comm that Bones needs him or is on his way to his room.
Alpha!Jim feeling the constant need to fight or fuck or just prove something finally begin to fade as he steps onto the transporter. He then feels a rush of heat and chill when a whiskey reeking omega sits next to him and threatens to throw up on him.
Alpha!Jim biting down a growl when the angry omega storms into his their dorm, setting down rules and getting his scent everywhere. Jim swears he only nods silently because the scent of whiskey has disappeared and the man's smell is so sweet.
Alpha!Jim being unsettled and on edge so he cooks and cleans and studies and everything else until Bones finally staggers home from his too long shift. He's both soothed and electrified when the exhausted omega nuzzles him sweetly with a tired Thanks.
Alpha!Jim almost running himself into the ground to achieve perfection in all of his courses, restless and unsettled. He only stops when the fed up omega lifts up his blanket, whines about being cold, and Jim feels compelled to fix that problem immediately with his body heat; he falls asleep instantly.
Alpha!Jim acing all his courses and feeling on top of the world until Bones tells him that he's joining him in space. Then he feels over the moon.
Alpha!Jim storming or sulking or shaking on his way to Medbay; the nurses don't even make note of the captain's presence any more. Sometimes he just walks in, inhales, and then calmly walks back out; they don't even need to look up from their work.
Alpha!Jim being overheated and worked up from only the smallest whiff of Bones' pheromones. His eyes go bright and intensely focused, and other alphas avoid looking him in the eyes directly, softening their shoulders to not postulate challenge.
Alpha!Jim knowing that Bones is in heat before the scent in Medbay even reaches him, before he senses every other tense and wired alpha on the starship itching to make a claim. Jim melting and igniting at Leonard's pleading words, only for him, panting back Yes, omega, always.
Omega!Bones being spent and satisfied and content, lying in the arms of the alpha as he finally begins to cool from his heat. The omega whispers softly, fondly, It was always you, kid. 'Course I was too stubborn to let anything short of a poorly timed heat bring us together.
Alpha!Jim on one knee in their shared quarters, watching his beautiful, rather upset omega become flustered and flushed and nod furiously as he failed at words. Jim laughing warmly, euphorically as he slipped the ring on Bones' finger and the man finally managed, I may throw up on you.
Omega!Bones turning down every alpha in the academy because I ain't got time for courtin', I've got studyin' to do!
Omega!Bones and Jim sharing a dorm and Bones laying it down early If you try that alpha posturing shit on me, kid, I'll give you numb tongue for weeks.
Omega!Bones unconsciously nuzzling Jim when he comes back half-asleep from a 16 hour shift and Jim got him food.
Omega!Bones passing his flight sims after Jim encouraged and pushed him to the point that Bones did give him numb tongue for a week (but only one).
Omega!Bones deciding he's following Jim into the black, saying Like you'd be able to keep your alpha ass outta trouble without me.
Omega!Bones' smell in Medbay calming Jim when he's had a rough day and needed a break from the chair.
Omega!Bones' pheromones riling Jim up no matter what kind of day he's having, along with most of the starship.
Omega!Bones going into heat and turning away every alpha on the Enterprise but Jim, keening please please alpha, Jim, please.
Alpha!Jim following Bones around like a lovesick puppy, nesting in their quarters, and politely but sternly growling at any flirtatious alphas approaching his mate, his omega, with Bones grumpily (see: happily) allowing it of his alpha.
Thank you for taking my prompt, stranger! I enjoyed myself quite a lot. Terribly sorry for having to leave and I can hardly wait to continue! <3
You: Don't come to the flat today. Or tomorrow, or that next day. -SM
Stranger: Um, can I at least know why not? JM
You: I'll be having an Alpha over. -SM
Stranger: Mhm, how delightful. In /my/ flat. JM
You: /Our/ flat. You did have me move in. -SM
Stranger: Doesn't make it yours. JM
You: No, but the fact that I always pay rent does. So it's ours. -SM
Stranger: You only pay a fraction... And it's only so you behave and this is quite the opposite... JM
Stranger: Can't I arrange for a different place for you? JM
You: Not really. A bit too late for that. -SM
Stranger: Oh. Oh, brilliant. JM
Stranger: I will have to be staying somewhere for a month or so, the flat will be reeking of the two of you. JM
You: Yes. I suppose so. Except, as soon as it's over, I'll be having it cleaned. -SM
Stranger: I don't even want to think about it, Seb, spare me any details. JM
You: Right. So don't come home and it'll all be fine. -SM
Stranger: Do I know the Alpha? JM
You: No. Possibly. -SM
Stranger: Name. JM
Stranger: And don't get yourself bonded. JM
You: Why would you care if I bonded or not. Or if you know their name? -SM
Stranger: I care because as unbelievable as it is that I have a use for an Omega, it would be completely impossible for me to have use for a bonded one. Name, Moran. JM
You: Fine. No bonding. Why do you need their name? -SM
Stranger: Say I'm curious and like to know things that aren't any of my business. JM
You: One of the trainees you sent in. Something Smith. -SM
Stranger: You could at least know who's having you. Make sure he doesn't bond you, nor gets you pregnant. I would hate to have you killed. JM
You: It goes both ways, Boss, though I'm more than certain you wouldn't have me killed. I'm your best sniper. -SM
I also already took birth control. -SM
Stranger: I wouldn't keep a pregnant Omega, even if he were my best sniper. JM
You: Really? Well, thankfully I've got the skills to go undetected should you decide to dispose of me. -SM
Stranger: I'll be putting you on suppressants. JM
You: I think not. I may work for you, but you don't own me. -SM
Stranger: I'm not having you going into heats all the time. JM
You: It's only ever six months, boss. I;m already on suppressants. -SM
Stranger: It's still a nuisance. JM
Stranger: You're useless like this. JM
You: Right. Of course. I forget that I'm not aloud a day off. Heaven forbid I take four. -SM
Stranger: Take it as a compliment instead of sulking. JM
You: It wasn't a compliment, and I certainly won't. I'm going to rub myself over your pillows in retaliation. -SM
Stranger: Christ, Moran, don't you dare. JM
Stranger: And it was. It means that you're very important to my operation. JM
You: Too late, Boss. I'm sitting on your bed right now. -SM
Stranger: Get out, get the fuck away from my things. JM
You: Or what? -SM
Stranger: Watch your mouth, Moran. JM
You: No, no. I want to know. You're not going to come all the way over here to stop me. Not with me about to start my heat. So what can you do? -SM
Stranger: I'm starting to think you're not irreplacable. JM
Stranger: If I wanted to smell an Omega every night, I would get myself one. JM
You: I doubt you could get one, boss. You're far too uptight and tetchy. -SM
Stranger: Your kind comes cheap. JM
You: Not all of us, and only if you play to our instinct. Or the heats. The heats do help things along. -SM
You: Wait, boss. You never told me how comfy your bed is. -SM
Stranger: Sebastian, I'm serious. JM
Stranger: Get out of my bedroom. JM
You: You really think I'd go into your room boss? It reeks of Alpha. -SM
Stranger: Says an Omega in heat. JM
You: Yeah, but you're unattainable, and even I know that. I'm content with the Alpha rag I've got for the moment. -SM
Stranger: Such a nasty habit of yours, finding yourself content with rags. JM
Stranger: And unattainable is a strong word. JM
You: Yes, well, ties go around the neck where the scent is particularly strong. I'm content to just sniff the rag, as horrid as that sounds. -SM
You: Strong, but also the best choice in words as it's true. -SM
Stranger: [sorry, had to go for a moment x.x]
You: ((Oh no. it's fine.))
Stranger: I wouldn't be so sure about that, but we are all entitled to our opinions, however wrong they would be. JM
Stranger: [i would let you know ofc but it was a quick response situation ;3]
Stranger: It does sound horrid. JM
You: It is horrid, but secondly... When was the last time you went on a date or had a good shag? -SM
Stranger: Around the same time I was interested in one. JM
You: Smart arse. How many days ago was that? -SM
Stranger: Days? JM
You: Months? -SM
Stranger: I can give you an answer in days, that's not a problem, just don't think it's the most convenient... JM
You: Fine. Most convenient answer, how many years or months? -SM
Stranger: Eleven or so. Years. JM
You: Jesus. No wonder you're so bloody uptight. -SM
Stranger: I'm not uptight. JM
Stranger: And I just had better things to do. JM
You: Wait... So do you wank at all? -SM
Stranger: Sebastian, I don't suppose this is an appropriate subject. JM
You: Just humor me a bit. -SM
Stranger: Hardly ever. JM
Stranger: Unlike you, you noisy thing. JM
You: Don't listen. -SM
You: Besides, I can't help it. I know how to make myself feel good. -SM
Stranger: I'm not listening, you're just too loud not to hear whether I want to or not. JM
Stranger: That I don't doubt. JM
You: Well, I suggest you get out of the flat when I wank then. -SM
Stranger: It would be entirely against the idea of you living in the same flat if I were to be absent half of the time. JM
You: I don't wank all the bloody time. -SM
Stranger: As I said, half of it. JM
You: I wank every two days or so. -SM
You: Usually when you're not home. Or at least I think you're not.. -SM
Stranger: I would hope you have that little decency in you to try to avoid moaning till you're hoarse when you know I'm there. JM
You: I try to be quiet! -SM
Stranger: Oh, please. You don't even try. I can hear you /clearly/ in my study. JM
You: I do too! Besides, your study is right by my bloody room. -SM
Stranger: The walls are pretty thick. JM
You: Yeah, well... Shite. I'm sorry. -SM
Stranger: Not that it matters, you can be heard in the entire flat. JM
Stranger: It's fine, I guess. JM
You: You guess...? -SM
You: Well, it's a bit late. I'm already flustered. -SM
Stranger: I meant I didn't say it so you apologize. JM
Stranger: And flustered is awfully ambiguous. JM
You: Just... OKay. Let's, uh... let's just, not... Let's forget we talked about me wanking. -SM
Stranger: I would expect you to enjoy it, given your current state. JM
You: Alright, I'll be upfront. Talking to you about wanking makes me think about you helping me wank or you fucking me into the mattress or me riding you. -SM
Stranger: Which would explain why you seemed so embarrassed. Fair enough. JM
Stranger: And I really do hope you're not on my bed. JM
You: No. I'm not in your bed. I'm on mine. I'm not that much of a prat. -SM
Stranger: Good. I would never wash it clean... you must be leaving stains wherever you go if you cannot help fantasising about me of all people. JM
You: Hold on. Hold on. Stains. You think I'm leaving stains behind because I-nevermind. -SM
Stranger: Well, your heat is only getting stronger, you engaged into a form of dirty talk, as poor as it was but still, with an Alpha and found yourself fantasising about him. It's only logical to assume you're basically leaking. JM
You: Are you enjoying talking about this? -SM
Stranger: Enough to keep it going, apparently. JM
You: Why? -SM
Stranger: It's not much like most of my conversations. JM
You: Right. So you want to dirty talk. Of course... -SM
Stranger: That's not what I said. It's simply a refreshing change. It's harmless and amusing. JM
You: Harmless? -SM
You: Only you would think it harmless. -SM
Stranger: What's the damage then? JM
You: I will forever associate this heat with you. -SM
Stranger: I'm not even there. JM
Stranger: All I did was point out you're loud when masturbating. JM
You: Which got me thinking about it. And then I began to think about more than just masturbation, and the flat reeks of you. Christ, where is Something Smith? -SM
Stranger: It's /my/ flat, full of /my/ things. Naturally it's all but soaked in my scent. And it's not my fault you have a very lively imagination. JM
You: Why did I move in with you again? -SM
Stranger: To make sure I don't get murdered in my sleep. JM
Stranger: More or less. JM
Stranger: Since I ruined that heat for you anyway, feel free to go on talking until Smith's there. JM
You: Go on talking about what? -SM
Stranger: Anything your lively imagination brings to your head. JM
Stranger: Can't say I'm not curious. JM
You: If you're so curious, I'm thinking about grabbing one of those Alpha knot dildos right about now. -SM
Stranger: You say it like you mind my curiosity... Have you had an Alpha knot you? Most fail to knot during one heat stands. JM
You: Once. God, it was... bloody brilliant. Had to do it myself actually. -SM
Stranger: Do it yourself...? JM
You: I was riding them. -SM
Stranger: Oh, that's what you meant... You must've been a sight. JM
You: Thinking about it now, aren't you? -SM
Stranger: Yes. I've seen enough of you to have an idea and you are an attractive Omega, that much can't be denied. JM
You: And here I thought you were completely blind. -SM
Stranger: Just because I haven't had you bent over the side of the sofa doesn't mean I don't see you're handsome. JM
You: God, the images that brings up. -SM
You: I was joking, smart one. I didn't expect you to care or notice if I was attractive or not, but ta for that one. -SM
Stranger: Glad you're enjoying yourself. I notice, can't say I really care, but it's nice to see someone good looking in the mornings. JM
You: That almost sounds rather romantic. I'd think you were coming onto me if I didn't think I knew you well. -SM
Stranger: I was just stating a fact, but the flattering is getting out of hand, yes. JM
You: Oh, no. Don't stop. I quite like it. You're usually only compliment my shooting skills. -SM
Stranger: Oh, you would probably like that. Hearing how well you did on a job when having an Alpha. JM
You: I can just imagine it. Christ, yes. The praise would just encourage me. -SM
Stranger: I might have thought about having you a couple of times when you were back in the flat just after a hit. JM
You: Why didn't you? -SM
Stranger: It would complicate things. And you were still very much in the killing mood. JM
You: Just means I get rough during sex. What? Can't handle that? -SM
Stranger: It would be hard for you to be rough if I had you pinned to the wall, twisting your arm behind your back. JM
You: I'd still try to be rough, but knowing you.. You'd likely tease wouldn't you? -SM
Stranger: I would love to make you beg. Dragging it out till you can barely stand. JM
You: Jesus. I don't even know what to say but the bloody thought of that is so fucking hot. -SM
Stranger: My, I'm flattered... to make you speechless, even for a moment is an achievement. JM
Stranger: Are you as loud with Alphas as you are on your own? JM
You: Possibly. Depends on if the Alpha can properly take care of me. Most of your lot barely can. -SM
Stranger: You said yourself you settle for rags, what can you expect from them? JM
You: Oh. You're mistaken... An Alpha rag is an article of clothing that smells like the Alpha. -SM
Stranger: Christ, I knew you were an idiot, but to such extent... Either way, your poor taste then. JM
You: Says the man that didn't know what an Alpha Rag was. Ask any Omega and they'll tell you. -SM
Stranger: I don't hang out with Omegas that much, believe it or not. And to be satisfied with a piece of fabric is a little beyond me. JM
You: It's not for satisfaction, well... Not for me. It helps me focus on a particular scent. -SM
Stranger: It's a wild guess, but I don't think you're very distracted by different scents now. JM
You: Oh, but that's the thing... The flat smells entirely of you. -SM
Stranger: That's what I meant. You take just a breath, anywhere in the flat and you will only smell me. JM
You: And the Alpha rag smells like Smith. -SM
Stranger: And where is that Alpha rag? Because I wouldn't expect it to be currently in use. JM
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