Star Trek: Kirk's BreakfastCAPTAIN KIRK'S BREAKFASTMore Like This
By Charlotte Skye.
The coolness of human flesh against him woke Spock gently. His eyes had opened slowly, greeted by the warm glow of the Earth's sun creeping in from around the edges of the drawn curtains. Birds were chirping outside, the sound was pleasant to Spock, even as he allowed his eyes to fall closed again. Drifting back into sleep, he nestled closer, pressing his cheek against the space between Jim's shoulder blades. He was greeted by a soft murmur as Jim sought out Spock's arms and pulled them tighter around himself.
"Morning," he yawned, running his fingers lazily along Spock's forearm. The warmth of the Vulcan was deeply relaxing, Jim Kirk could happily lie in bed all day. Indeed, he could think of no better way to spend the first day of his well-earned holiday. The Enterprise was safely docked and undergoing repairs, his crew released for a month of leave that they had eagerly accepted. Jim had toyed with the idea of visi