Fandom: Star Trek
Pairing/characters: Jim Kirk x reader, Pavel Chekov
Words: 989

I yawned widely as I stepped into the turbolift.

"Wow! Careful before you swallow someone!"

I closed my mouth and looked around for who had spoken. "Pavel." I tried to smile, but it broke into another yawn. "Deck 5," I told the turbolift. "Great cow, I'm tired. I've been up since we stumbled into that dark matter nebula. Couldn't sleep after, so I just started my shift early."

"Yes, that was very dramatic. But that means you've worked two and a half shifts?!"

"It certainly feels like I have. And I have the early shift tomorrow."

The turbolift stopped at deck 7 and Pavel Chekov bid me goodnight and told me I'd better get some rest and maybe switch some shifts around tomorrow so I could sleep in. That wasn't a bad idea, I thought to myself as the turbolift continued on to deck 5. It would be hard to do that so late in the day, but maybe, for once in my life, I would do something I had sworn to myself I would never do – take advantage of my relationship with a superior.

The door to the turbolift opened to a deserted corridor, most of the senior officers would have retired for the night. I hoped Jim hadn't gone to sleep yet, but I was quiet as I entered the code on the panel by the door and walked inside. The rooms were bathed in bright light and there was the sound of someone talking, but it wasn't Jim.

I looked around and saw him sitting by the desk with only a towel around his waist, fingers sliding and tapping on the screen if his PADD, while the computer screen next to him was open to the ship's logs. It was Spock's voice that came from the computer, droning on about the goings-on in the geology lab. Wanting to say hello without interrupting, I sidled over. Jim looked up at my approach and smiled. I leaned down for a quick kiss, before making a beeline to the bathroom to shower off the long day I'd had.

I could still hear the drone of Spock's voice when I was done showering and went on with my night-time routine. It wasn't until I came back out that Jim flicked the screen to shut the science officer up.

"Been catching up on some logs and reports waiting for you," he said, swivelling his chair around. "You've had a long day."

"Very." I walked over to him and he took my hands in his, pulling me to stand between his legs. He laid my hands on his shoulders and let his own slowly move up my arms and down the side of my breasts and to my waist, grabbing fistfuls of the shirt I was wearing and pulling me even closer.

"I love you in this," he said, looking me up and down. It was one of his first uniform shirts, the yellow was starting to fade from too many washings, but it was my favourite and I would never let him throw it out.

"And I love wearing it." I slid my hands up into his hair, and his eyes closed as he leaned his forehead on my stomach. "I'm tired, Jim. Come cuddle with me?"

"Cuddle, huh?" He took a deep breath as if he was considering. And then suddenly he stood up, grabbed my thighs and lifted me up making me squeal as I wrapped my legs around him for support. "Okay then." He walked us towards the bed and gently laid me down and then dropped himself down beside me.

I scooted closer and laid my head on his shoulder and put my hand on his stomach. His hand was in my hair, he was resting his head on the other.

"This is nice," I said, fingers dipping just inside the bottom of his shirt. "You're a good cuddler, Captain Blue Eyes."

"We've barely laid down," he said with amusement.

"I know. I just really like cuddling with you." I slowly moved my hand up inside his shirt. "I never cuddled before I met you."

"I brought you to the dark side."

I was drawing circles on his chest, humming. "Not so much dark side, with those eyes that glow in the dark."

Jim chuckled and he reached under his shirt to grab my hand. "What do you want?"

"I can't cuddle with my boyfriend without an ulterior motive?"

He pulled my hand out from his shirt and laced our fingers together and laid them near his heart. "You can. But this is the dark side, remember?"

I looked up, his eyes were closed, but the corners of his lips were quirked up. "I'm tired, sleepy. It's been a long day."

He opened his eyes and looked down at me. "You want to have a later shift tomorrow?"

As he said it out loud like that, I felt stupid. I looked down and shook my head slightly. "Never mind. It's stupid. I shouldn't take advantage of our relationship. I swore I never would."

"Hey." He moved so I had to support myself on my elbow and he put two fingers under my chin, forcing me to look at him. "You're not taking advantage. I'll take care of it. If I don't, I'm sure Bones would have kittens if he knew you went straight to work after 20 hours on and just…" He glanced at the screen on the bedside table. "5 hours of sleep. I'll just be saving my CMO some stress."

"Thank you." I leaned over to kiss him, lingering a little bit.

"Pulling the cuddle card." He winked and moved to get out of bed. "I'm so weak for it."

"No, no, don't go. Cuddle more." I reached for him, but he was out of my reach.

"I'm wearing too many clothes. And I'm so turning this around on you next time I want something."