Fandom: Star Trek
Pairings/characters: Jim Kirk x female, Spock, Hikaru Sulu, OC (Lieutenant Tanager)
Words: 640

"Captain, there have been an incident in the arthropodology lab." Spock had just entered the bridge, and stood as calm as a statue with his hands behind his back and gazing at the view screen, quite the opposite of the storm of emotions that passed across Captain Kirk's face at the mention of the arthropodology lab.

"What do you mean incident?" Jim asked.

"One of the spider habitats have broken and the spiders are on the lose."

This caught the attention of a few of the other bridge officers.

"How could a habitat break?"

"It appears that the poison in the species with poisonous legs melts glass." Spock was still as calm and unaffected as if he was giving a weather report. "Lieutenant Tanager is currently rounding up the escaped spiders."

Jim was quiet for a long moment. Until he stood up, turned around, grabbed onto the back of the chair for support and looked at Spock. "Okay, Commander Spock. Let's see how much damage has been done."

"I need a shower," Jim muttered the moment he was out the door. He whipped out his comm and called for the bridge. "Mr Sulu, will you please take the conn? There is something I need to take care of."

"Of course, Captain."

Jim flipped the lid shut and marched as quickly as he could without seeming panicked to his quarters, praying that no one would stop him on his way. He could practically feel ten million creatures crawling all over his skin.

Just as he came into the hallway where his quarters were, he saw that enthusiastic ensign that always cornered him to ask a bunch of questions at the other end of the hall. He sped up and just as the ensign was about to say hi, Jim hurriedly entered the code, waved at the ensign and slipped inside, exhaling in relief.

"Hello, Captain!" I looked up from my PADD. "You looked stressed. What's up?"

"Arthropodology accident." Jim began clawing at his gold shirt, trying to get it off, his breaths going shallow and fast.

"Jim, calm down, please," I said and hurried up off the couch. I grabbed his wrists and held them still. "Jim, look at me." When he didn't respond, I squeezed his wrists. "Look at me."

He finally did.

"Breathe. Like this." I took a deep breath through my nose, and let it out through my mouth. "You're okay. Let me take your uniform off."

He nodded, eyes wide. Calmly, I reached down to unzip his pants so I could pull the black undershirt free. Then I grabbed the bottom of that and the gold uniform shirt and pulled.

"Arms up, Jim." He obeyed immediately, and I pulled the garment up. Then I knelt down and untied his boots, and now he lifted each foot on his own, letting me pull off his boots and socks. Then, to distract him a little, because in the corner of my eye I saw a spider crawling on the uniform shirt, I looked up at him through my lashes. So slowly, I reached for the hem of his pants, and pulled down. Then, his underwear, licking my lips while I did. I stood up. "Go take a shower, baby, and I'll get these clothes to laundry. Okay?"

"Okay."

I watched him disappear into the bathroom, and when I heard the water turn on, I quickly moved to find a glass and a plate. The spider was still crawling over his shirt, and I picked it up and shook it so the tiny black monster would fall to the floor. I crouched down and aimed with the glass, then put it on top of the creature. "Gotcha!" I slid the plate under the glass. "I think Lieutenant Tanager is looking for you, little buddy. Let's get you back to her."