boldygoing: (Beard: Distant gaze)
James Tiberius Kirk ([personal profile] boldygoing) wrote2018-12-02 05:32 pm
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Hanukkah Sameach

It's well after the ship's designated 'sunset' when Jim arrives back at his quarters, fresh from the menorah lighting in the rec room and carrying a tray with a double portion of dinner. Synthesized sufganiyot aren't exactly the same as you'd get from a bakery, but they're close enough, stuffed with raspberry jam and serving as a perfectly fine dessert to accompany veggie pizza, potato latkes with applesauce, and cheese-stuffed mushrooms.

Zunar is waiting at the door when it slides open, meowing his welcome to the captain and winding around his ankles as he heads for the table in the sitting area, already set with two plates and sets of silverware, and a smaller menorah just waiting to be lit. And hidden behind one of the cushions on his small couch, there's a small box wrapped in blue and silver paper.
losthunter: (lean into my arms)

[personal profile] losthunter 2018-12-05 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you..." He runs his hands over the pendant again, rotating the holograms until it returns to Merope.

"Can you help me put it on?"
losthunter: (flashing a handsome smile)

[personal profile] losthunter 2018-12-05 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Hunter sighs contently as the weight of the pendant settles over his breastbone. He grins at him, placing his arms around the other man. Just one stolen kiss? No... let's have a few.

It has been such a long time since they were just able to be together. To express such feelings. It feels new again.
losthunter: (pleasures of the touch)

[personal profile] losthunter 2018-12-06 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
Hunter sighs contently again at the sensation of Jim's fingers tracing the lines of ink on his face. And then he chuckles at Zunar staring at himself in the gilded bowl.

"Do you see your reflection little one?" He grins.
losthunter: (lean into my arms)

[personal profile] losthunter 2018-12-06 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Cats make everything better. Of course.

Hunter grins at the sensation of the Kneazle purring against their legs. He leans his head on Jim's shoulders.

"Have you ever heard of Inspiration Jars? This is an Inspiration Bowl. If you ever find yourself in need of inspiration... take a note. And hopeful it will guide you."
losthunter: (pleasures of the touch)

[personal profile] losthunter 2018-12-06 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"The notes don't have to stay in the bowl." Hunter grins down at Zunar. "Just in casea certain kneazle wants it to be his new bed."
losthunter: (pleasures of the touch)

[personal profile] losthunter 2018-12-08 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
It is nice to have this closeness with Jim again. To be able to come to his quarters every night. And rekindle their relationship.

Hunter has moved slow. Not rushing back into a sexual intimacy too soon. Mostly because for the last few months he was in a body not his own. Then right before Halloween, Jim needed someone to hold when the nightmares filled his head. And after Halloween, Hunter was getting used to his own face again, and had his own sorrows to deal with.

But tonight?

Hunter smiles. "There is a little game you can play. Don't know if this is still around or not..."

He pulls out an inspirational quote. And reads it. "It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop...."

Then turns to Jim, with another smile. "...In Bed." And kisses the other man deeply. He is ready to rekindle that part of their relationship again. If Jim is.
losthunter: (awe and inspiring)

[personal profile] losthunter 2018-12-09 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Perfect spot <3]