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"Ah..."

"Nghh..."

The room flittered with grunts and moans that mingled with the sound of moist flesh collided with one another. The sounds of pleasure echoed throughout the heated room and tangled bodies created the creaks from the beaten bed.

"J-jim...ah!" Spock gasped as he was thrust harshly against his head board. "Not so...ngh...hard."

Jim didn't listen. He never did. At least never on nights like these. Not on nights...when he really wasn't there.

Spock bit his lip trying to force down his cry of pain. Tears burned the corners of his eyes threatening to spill, and he illogically cursed the existence of his tear ducts. Jim had never been this brutal with him before. He could feel his hips bruising even further due to constricting pressure from Jim's grip.

Several bruises, scratches, and sex bites polluted his pale body. Spock knew he could easily push away his captain, beat him with his superior strength. But Spock couldn't risk it. Logic screamed at him that he should stop this, stop all of it, but Spock couldn't listen to his logic. Not like this, not when his...Jim was like this. Not when Jim was...his.

"Nrgh!" Spock's lip bled as Jim pummeled deep within him.

Spock could feel himself nearing completion, and he could assume that Jim was nearing his as the speed suddenly took a rapid turn. Spock could no longer hold in his animalistic symphony.

It seemed like eons, as well as mere nanoseconds before it was all over.

Jim let out a muddled groan as he released. Spock buried himself in the crook of Jim's nape before, without thinking, biting Jim's neck trying helplessly to muffle his own cry of ecstasy.

The Captain promptly collapsed on top of Spock. Spock took a minute to regain his breath. He could feel Jim's seed within him, the warmth burning his insides. He shivered at the sensation.

Carefully he embraced the Captain, taking in his warmth and presence that his heart ached so much for. He deeply wished that this moment would last forever or even just a few minutes, just him and the Captain.

But it never does.

Jim rustled away from the embrace as he released himself from the confines of Spock's inner being. Spock regrettably looked up. His Captain was looking directly at him, yet not at the same time. His gaze was dull and bore no life. There were no signs of consciousness, just a gaze with depths of no existence. A gaze that broke Spock's heart every time, and every day.

Spock knew what was going to happen, like it always did, but every time it hurt like it was the first time. Jim sluggishly stood off from the bed, wiping away any evidence and re-clothed himself from the articles of clothing that had found its way onto the floor. All Spock could do was sit up and watch as his Captain begin to exist his quarters, helplessly wishing in vain that the Captain would stay with him tonight. Just one night was enough.

But he didn't. His Captain was gone, and all Spock could murmur was,

"...Thy'la..."

Author: Ah ha! I might continue this and I might not depending on what you guys think of it. And if you guys like it enough.

So Please review to let me know or just to review anything really.

Reviews will tell me if you all are interesting in this. I have a general plot and stuff already. But I'm open to a lot of things. Also title ideas, I'm still iffy about the title.

Also Jim probably gonna probably be a dick, but that'll be explained later. But for a majority of this he'll be a dick and super D-bad in many situations. But I still love him.