Captain Spanky Series by medea_fic (NC-17)

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Fandom: STAR TREK RPF
Pairing: Chris Pine/Zachary Quinto
Length: 55,000
Author on LJ: medea_fic
Author Website: Masterpost
Why this must be read: Chris starts experimenting with his sexuality; Zach helps (despite some reluctance at times). This series (and it's sequel) is what everyone is talking about in the Pinto fandom. I knew I was going to select it from the moment I was asked to drive the van, and I've been thinking about what to write all month. I find the words don't come easily when it comes to this story. Because this story? this is all emotion baby.

This is a story with significant D/s themes and major S&M moments, and yet when I think about this story, all I remember is how it made me feel. It's like emotional porn- I just feel so much when reading this. I am happy and sad and terrified and joyful and proud and anxious at various points in the story- and yet, I don't feel manipulated because every emotion is earned. (And if D/s themes and major S&M moments concerns you, please still consider reading. The author is especially careful with us, the readers- there is a slow progression and much discussion within the story itself, and each chapter is well labeled with warns/potential triggers)

“I wish I could try it,” Chris says tentatively. “Maybe – hell, we’re in Tokyo, right? Lots of weird shit happens here.”

Zach raises an eyebrow. “I am going to ignore anything else you say tonight. Just so you know.”

“Come on,” Chris says, sitting up. “It’s not like it would mean anything. And we wouldn’t have to actually do sex things.”

“We?” Zach says in alarm. “I thought you were talking about going to some kind of kink club!”

“It would just be...” Chris gropes for the words. “A trial. Just to see if I like getting hit.” And maybe to see if I like something other than pussy, Chris adds to himself. But he is not stupid enough to say it to Zach. He’s worked hard to repair their relationship. He doesn’t want Zach to feel like he’s being used as an experiment – well, not for the gay thing anyway.

Zach has clapped his hands over his ears and is singing “LalalalalalalalaIcan’thearyou.” Finally he stops, and gives Chris what the cast has come to call his Spock Face, with a raised eyebrow and straight, firm mouth.

“Really, come on, you never spanked a girl?” Chris insists. He sees Zach’s eyes twitch and knows he has him. “A-HA! You have!” he shouts.

Zach sighs and smirks. “Maybe. Once or twice. At a club. But I did not –” he pushes his finger towards Chris, “have sexual relations with that woman.”

“Okay, Mr. President,” Chris grins. “That’s my point. It doesn’t have to be a sex thing.”

“No,” Zach says cautiously. “But it does have to be a pain thing. And getting your ass belted when you’re not turned on – well, it’s not fun. I mean, it’s not fun to whack your head randomly on a cabinet door, is it?”

Chris winces. “Look,” he says carefully. “I trust you. And if you think I need to be turned on for it to feel okay, that’s cool, I can do that.” He avoids saying too much, because he’s treading on dangerous territory. I’ll just think about a hot female redhead while you do your thing will not be well received, for example. “I’d just really like to try it. With someone I trust.”

The television flickers with the sound down. Zach is silent; Chris is silent. Zach picks at his fingernails.

“Okay,” Zach finally says. Chris wants to bounce with glee, but restrains himself.

"Cool,” he says, trying to act nonchalant.

 “But,” Zach adds, “if I feel weird about it at any stage, I’m pulling the plug. And nothing big. Just a few spanks. Just to see if you like it.” Chris nods. “And you need a safe word.”

"Enterprise,” Chris says immediately, and blushes a little.

“You’ve been looking into this,” Zach says slowly.

“Just a Google search,” Chris lies. He’s clocked a lot of hours on a lot of sites, some he’d prefer to forget, and some that he’s thought about a lot.  No research since they’ve been on tour, but it’s all coming back to him rapidly.

“So, how are we going to do this?” Zach asks, resigned. He gets up from the sofa and shoves his hands in his pockets.

Chris swallows. He knows he has to play it safe. He doesn’t want Zach shutting it down. “How do you normally do it?”

“Dunno. I guess we go in the bedroom. I shove him down on his knees or over the bed. It just – happens from there. But I usually have a lot more props.” Zach snaps off the TV with the remote and throws it back on the coffee table.

Chris licks his lips. “I’m sure we can make do,” he says, catching Zach’s eye. They both pause, an electric moment passing between them. Chris feels his dick stir and drops his eyes reflexively to Zach’s crotch. Zach walks slowly towards him and pulls him firmly into his chest.

“Let’s try it right here,” he says quietly. It’s dim in the room, soft light coming from the floor lamps only. Chris nods.

Captain Spanky