( open ) so darling, save the last dance for me

[winscenario]

who: Jim Kirk & YOU!
what: last month Jim asked for some dance lessons on the network, this is a log for said lessons + people randomly walking in on him practicing on his own, and finally the actual date with Victor
when: throughout July
where: various places
warnings: none, will edit if need be

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[winscenario]

[ Jim chuckles, tilting his head a little. ]

Believe it or not, finding the place was almost as tasking as learning how to dance.

[ There were always the holosuites, of course, but he wanted it to be real. A real place, with real music, real decorations. Holograms can be useful, but they're not particularly romantic. ]

I'm glad you like this. I wanted it to be special. [ A hum. ] Oh— I got us something else, too. You don't happen to be thirsty...?

[jolting]

I can believe it. You think this place is even used for something? [He may not be fond of balls, but he can imagine others would be]

Well, now that you mention it, I am a little.

[winscenario]

It's a public spot, usually. There's a bar, music and the like, and dance lessons a couple of times during the week. [ Not where Jim had his lessons, but he's learned that much while looking for a spot for their date.

He smiles, pulling away from Victor, and taking a bow all proper before he makes it to aforementioned small bar. He dips behind the counter and produces a couple of flutes and a nice bottle of champagne. ] I hope you have something to toast to.

[jolting]

Really? I didn't even know this place was here.

[He watches, curious and a little amused. He takes a moment to think of a toast] How about... to risks? Because if I didn't take one, I would never have met you.

[winscenario]

Wouldn't have known if I hadn't been looking for it, either. [ He shrugs. ] We can come back sometime, if you want.

[ There would be other people, but they could still dance a little, have a bit of a fancier night out if Victor wanted to. Jim would definitely enjoy more opportunities to dance with him. ]

Really? [ He grins and chuckles, while opening the bottle of champagne with a 'pop'. He pours a bit onto each glass, not overdoing it for now. ] Using a dating app is your idea of taking risks? God, you really are an old man.

[ Said with all the love (and all the teasing) in the world. ]

[jolting]

Before that. The risk was following Rumplestiltskin into another world. But it also led me to the moment where I used a dating app to meet a handsome captain. So that is why I'm toasting to risks.

[He tapped their glasses together] But yeah, I'm an old man. And you just set up this whole night to appeal to this old man.

[winscenario]

Yes, I did. [ He says as he clinks his glass against Victor's, then takes a slow sip. He steps closer to Victor, finger curled around the hem of his blazer. ]

Because I love you... and because you're the most important person in my life. I want to have as many experiences as I can with you.

[jolting]

[He left just enough space that he can sip his drink and James can run his fingers over the blazer]

Good thing we're both clever and we can find ways to do all sorts of things together. You recreated a moment just like one I would've had back in my old world. Except better. Just think of where else we can take each other.

[winscenario]

Anywhere we want.

[ Smiling, he closes the distance to finally kiss Victor for the first time tonight. ]

Oh, I learned other dances too. If you ever feel like giving them a go.

[jolting]

I like that.

[He smiles, returning the kiss but not trying to make it more. He knows that they will get to that eventually]

Yeah? What other dances did you learn?

[winscenario]

Mm, you know... foxtrot, a bit of tango. A couple of completely alien dances I'd never even heard of before. [ Thank you Cassian. ]

I didn't have time for much more than that, and— well, I'm not a master at any of them. But I'm pretty good. Not to brag or anything.

[jolting]

Really? Well, you may have to teach me the tango, because I don't know that one.

[winscenario]

Oh, it's a fun one. A little difficult to manage, I'll give you that. But it's very... sensual. Close. [ He looks down at himself and tips his head, eyebrow raising. ] Probably not a good one, with these clothes.

[jolting]

Sounds promising. [His eyes dart over James's clothes, a slow smile spreading] Probably not. I do love what you're wearing, though. You always look good but you look hot right now. With your hair slicked back like that, you're like some sexy businessman.

[winscenario]

[ Jim hummed, trying to suppress a very amused grin. ]

Mm, is that what gets you going? Sexy businessmen?

[jolting]

[He smirks, taking a sip of his champagne] Like you said, babe, you have to consider these kinds of things when looking for a suitor. And I like my men with beauty as well as brains.

[winscenario]

Well, I do have both... but I hate to break it to you, despite appearances, I'm no businessman. [ A wink, he takes a drink from his own glass too. ]

[jolting]

I know. [He set his voice to a low purr] You're the ship captain who explores the stars. You just had to dress up like this so they'd let you in, and you could meet the handsome doctor. Right?

[winscenario]

Shh, be quiet! [ He puts a finger over Victor's lips, voice lilting with a grin. ] They'll kick me out the moment they're onto me. You wouldn't want that, would you?

[jolting]

[He laughs, kissing the finger soothingly. It's fun imagining James as he would have been in Victor's world]

No. I want to dance with you again, and maybe take a walk.

[winscenario]

[ He brushes his finger across Victor's lips with a fond smile. ]

Then we should dance again.

[ He takes another sip from his champagne, then sets it down on the bar so he can offer a hand to Victor. ]

Another waltz?

[jolting]

[Victor sets down his flute after another sip. He bows to James, offering his hand]

If I may.

[winscenario]

Yes, you may.

[ He winks, fingers curling around Victor's. He slips into a different stance this time around. ]

You lead, now.

[jolting]

[Victor is more than happy to do so. He sweeps them along with the music, daring to go a little faster but still keeping it in the waltz style. He leads James through a few spins and even a small lift-- he has been working out, after all.

Victor leans in to James's ear, fingers lightly brushing the ends of his hair]

How was that for sweeping you off your feet?

[winscenario]

[ He keeps close to Victor while he leads them around the dance floor, clinging a little tighter when he lifts him briefly, letting out an airy laugh.

Tilting his head, he brushes his lips across Victor's temple and cheek. ]

No more than you do every other day already.