( closed ) fly me to the moon

[winscenario]

who: Jim Kirk & Victor Frankenstein
what: romantic weekend in the stars (literally)
when: early September
where: on the shuttle, up in space
warnings: some kinky sex


The shuttle isn't exactly the most romantic of transportations, but Jim has tried his best to make it look and feel comfortable and cozy. There's no actual bed, but he has set up a large mattress on the floor in the cargo bay area, with plenty of pillows and blankets, and he's hung a few curtains from the walls so the room doesn't look as cold with all the metal and hard edges all over. There's a box with a few things they might need, though he hasn't forgotten to stock up on supplies for an emergency situation, as well as enough food rations to last them a few weeks if something does happen. He doesn't think it will, but still.

For now Jim's sitting in the pilot seat, fastened securely into place as they cross the atmosphere and start on the smooth path taking them up into space. It's not too high up above the moon, but they get a nice view of both it and the Capitol World a little farther in the distance, and Jim makes sure to take on a steadier speed before turning on the autopilot, letting Victor take in the view for a while.

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[jolting]

Now that he wasn't enthralled by the stars, he could appreciate the work James put into making the little shuttle a romantic getaway. Victor smiled as he ran his fingers over the curtains. He wouldn't have minded the ship just as it was, but it was touching how James tried to make it look a bit more cozy.

Curious about what clothes James brought along, Victor started going through the bag. He wasn't too surprised to find the underwear he bought to flatter his ass and crotch.

"This is why I love you," Victor declared, holding up the underwear. "You're not subtle."

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Jim glanced at Victor only to find him holding one of his underwear items. He laughed, making his way over and snatching it from Victor's hands. "If I wanted to be really unsubtle, I wouldn't have brought any underwear to begin with."

He nodded to the box next to their bed, eyebrow raising and lips curling in a smirk. "And you haven't even seen what I have in there yet."

[jolting]

"And where's the fun in that?" Victor retorted. His eyes followed the line until they landed on the box. James should know better than to tease his curiosity without the follow-through. "Well, now I'll have to."

[winscenario]

He smirked, tugging at Victor's jacket and stealing a quick peck. "Wait until later tonight. I'll show you then," he said. He fully meant to follow through, of course. He just wanted to tease Victor and see how long he could rein in his impatience. "Should I get us dinner ready for now?"

[jolting]

"Tease," Victor huffed, but didn't press for more information. He'd learn about it sooner or later. "Yeah. I'd love to see how you're going to make rations romantic." His eyes sparked to assure James he was joking.

[winscenario]

Jim laughed, swatting a hand at Victor while he made his way to where he'd packed the food. “I work miracles. You’ll see.”

First advantage was that Jim didn’t actually have to cook anything. Secondly, he did bring some actual food just so the rations wouldn’t be so bland. He set out to preparing two plates for them, adding some bread and slices of cheese to each dose of ration, then setting them aside he went to set up a low table with a towel and a couple of big cushions so they could sit on the floor, next to each other. There was also a small candle (electric, because he’s not crazy) at the center of the table, serving as mood lighting.

[jolting]

Victor watched, a smile playing on his lips. Miracles, he didn't know, but creative? Absolutely. He made sure everything was ready before sitting down and tugging James with him.

"Looks good, babe."

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Jim took a seat on the pillow right next to Victor’s, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “Ah, but I’m not done yet...” He produced a bottle of wine and two stem glasses, setting them down on the table. “Ta dah.”

[jolting]

Food, mood lighting, wine... And all while floating in space. It was pretty close to perfect, and getting the rest of the way would no doubt come.

"May I?" he pointed to the wine in an offer to pour for them.

[winscenario]

He’d promised a romantic weekend in the stars, and he’d do everything in his reach to keep his promise. He knew that Victor wasn’t too hard to please, granted, but Jim wanted things to be perfect. Not just for the man he loved, but for himself too.

“Of course,” he nodded. He took care of the screw so Victor could pour wine into both glasses.

[jolting]

Victor poured the glasses, trying to think of a toast. "To you," he said at last, clinking their glasses together. "I always feel closer to the stars just by being with you."

[winscenario]

He clinked his glass against Victor’s, smiling softly at the toast. “You are the stars, to me,” he said, taking another kiss before even thinking of lifting the glass for a sip. “You make me feel like I’m always home.”

[jolting]

That earned James an embarrassed smile, Victor's heart fluttering at the words. "Hmm," he sighed. "Rose-tint my world." He smiled, knowing James would probably get the reference, and sipped his wine while he waited for the reaction.

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He did say it because it was true, but he wouldn’t lie: seeing that fluster spread across Victor’s cheeks was immensely rewarding. “You think of the weirdest references,” he chuckled, though grinning that Victor said that. “I love it.”

[jolting]

"What exactly is the weird part?" Victor wondered. "That I'm quoting from a Frankenstein-inspired source, or that I actually know the source in the first place? Or," he went on with eyes shining, "would you find it weirder that I'd dress up as one of the characters?"

[winscenario]

Jim chuckled, lifting a single shoulder. “All those things, I think. It’s cute,” he added, because he loved it when Victor showed the knowledge he had in a cultural era Jim was so passionate about. “Which character would you dress up as?”

[jolting]

He flashed a little smile. One of the first things he'd done once he gained memories was to find the many versions of himself created by the world. Victor had no idea if the others did anything like that, but he was glad he did for moments like this when he could geek out with James.

"The doctor, obviously." He gave James a playful nudge. "Who else?" And with that image to tease his beloved, Victor focused on the meal.

[winscenario]

“Well, I don't know,” he said in a teasing tone, as he took a forkful of food to his mouth. “I’d hate to have to worry about you seducing the entire population on this moon.” He winked at Victor, taking a sip from his wine.

[jolting]

Victor let out a snort at that comment. "So you think I'd be seductive in that outfit? Not ridiculous?" He gave James a teasing nudge. "You think I could seduce you if I wore that?"

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Jim laughed out loud just picturing Victor dressed like that, shaking his head. Yeah, okay, maybe a little ridiculous. He arched an eyebrow at Victor's question, looking him up and down briefly. "I think you could seduce me wearing just about anything."

[jolting]

He grinned; he did like the way James surveyed him. "Seducing you isn't... hard," Victor remarked, his eyebrow twitching up at the use of that word. He said it in a teasing tone, but it was true.

[winscenario]

“Well, it could be,” he said with a smirk, turning the meaning of that word around on Victor. “But you know me. I’m so... so easy.”

[jolting]

Victor chuckled, pausing in his meal enough to peck James on the lips. "Doesn't mean I won't stop sweeping you off your feet," he murmured.

[winscenario]

“I should hope so,” he answered back, eyes lidded as he rested his forehead against Victor’s for a moment. “I’ll be doing the same. Which reminds me— I have a surprise for you.”

[jolting]

Victor let his nose brush up against James's while they were close. "You mean there's even more?" He felt a little overwhelmed by that idea. "You spoil me, you know."