The BLTS Archive - Can't Wait Till Dessert
by Farfalla the Butterfly-Kitten (blueberrysnail@yahoo.com)

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Archive: SBS#9, ASCEM, AAK/SA

Disclaimer: They're not mine. Neither is the cake.

Warning: Contains graphic m/m marriage

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At the wedding of James T. Kirk and Spock, a very drunk Chekov and
Sulu had hit the Admiral in the face with their slices of cake.

Jim laughed and shook his head in wonder when he saw his reflection in
the washroom mirror. "What do you think, Spock, do I qualify as a new
life form?" He held his hands above his head and wiggled his fingers.
"Boo!"

Spock gently moved his wrists back down and then embraced him. "I will
attempt to repair the damage."

"Damage, Mr. Spock?" Kirk grinned playfully. "What, you... don't like
me this way?"

"Additional research is requied on that variable," said Spock. With a
hand on the back of Kirk's head, he pulled his face closer and kissed
him. It was a careful kiss, engineered to provide the least possible
transmission of frosting from human to Vulcan. Kirk sighed happily.

Then Spock tilted Kirk's head, and with his long, soft green tongue
began lapping at the side of Kirk's face. "What... do you think... of
the cake now?" growled Kirk happily.

"It suits you. I had not thought it possible for you to seem any
sweeter, but apparently the evidence has proven otherwise!"

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The End