bakerstreet | Pillow Fort meme;

[Very few people in history have dared invade Khan's personal space. Of course Kirk would be the most brazen of them all. Then again, Khan had invited it with his familiar behavior. He reached out in an attempt to cradle Kirk's delicate human throat in his right hand. No force, just a choke hold suspended in time.]

It's so much more arrogant of you to imply that I can't.

_{[ Kirk was not a sort to be easily intimidated, and he wouldn't give
Khan that power. To yield once would be to lose a war, and one he thought
he could ill afford to lose. He leaned into the pressure on his throat,
close enough now for their breath to mingle as he looked into the others
eyes. ]}

Foolish of you to think I'd let you.

[Could it be that boyish charm would prove victorious? That a human would speak to him this way was so absurd. It was cute, in a way. Almost charming in it's folly. That, and the close proximity of flesh always made Khan's blood boil. He smirked, resisting the impulse to tighten his grip.]

One return from the dead, and you fancy yourself immortal?

Who knows? It's you running through my veins now, remember? You certainly give the impression of thinking that of yourself.

_{[ His brows arched again, not giving up his position, curious to see
what the mighty Khan would do. Anyone else he might have been able to
predict, but he would give Khan that at least - hardly predictable, mostly.
]}

[This was quite a lovely position that Kirk had chosen, and such a tactically poor place for him to try to stand his ground. His entire strategy was irrational and short-sighted, as it so often was, and yet somehow he was still alive. The phenomenon defied explanation, even for Mr. Genius Pillow Fort Engineer. Khan made no move to change position, though he did drop his voice to a low, heavy purr.]

You've painted yourself into quite a corner, Captain.

_{[ Tactics wasn't everything. Kirk relied as much on his instincts as
he did any tactical training he had. What was the saying? The best laid
plans never survived first engagement? So despite his position he felt no
fear, no concern - or if he did he hid it well. But then, Kirk had always
been an optimist. ]}

Then there's only one direction to go, isn't there?

_{[ He grinned and reached up as if to grasp Khans shoulders, making to
go forward and push Khan down in the same motion. Would the other expect it
and counter? Or would he be taken by surprise? A dangerous experiment, but
one he was willing to risk in a pillow fort. ]}

[He definitely expected it, and definitely planned to counter it. Khan planted his left hand on the ground behind him and locked his elbow, bracing himself against the action with a simple engineering design. Kirk's hold on his shoulders was uncontested, in whatever grip the other pleased, but it would take an impressive amount of force muster enough leverage to tip him backwards, even a little.

But Khan also made no attempt to use his throat grip to limit Kirk's freedom of movement. If he was so recklessly intrepid that he would actually attempt a kiss Khan wasn't inclined to stop him. In the meantime, Khan had to hold up his side of the banter.]

Are you sure that's an option?

_{[ He honestly expected something from the other. Catching him by surprise would take more effort than this, and probably a Vulcan's wiles, but that was fine. While the backwards motion was stopped, Kirk's momentum was not, and he settled fully into the other man's lap. He would be lying if he said he wasn't curious as to how the other would react to something sexual in nature, if he even had it in him to understand attraction and desire anymore or if that had been taken from him. ]}

It never hasn't been before.

[It was widely rumored that James T. Kirk had no reservations about attempting to seduce any sentient being, corporeal or not. It remained unspoken that the only reason to bother spreading this rumor was his astoundingly high success rate. It seemed the rumors had some truth behind them.]

How very presumptuous of you.

[Khan pulled his hand away from Kirk's neck and planted it on the ground behind him so his position, was now symmetrical. He shifted his legs to allow Kirk a rather close and comfortable place against his body. Though he was still upright, Khan was now under Kirk with both hands behind his back. His manner was relaxed and unconcerned, though Khan was keenly curious as to what Kirk would do next.]

_{[ The rumors wouldn't be wrong. Kirk was not a very picky sort of man when it came to his lovers, gender and species mattering little so long as he was simply attracted to them. That was what mattered at the core of everything, to him, and if he was honestly, thoroughly pressed, he would say that Kahn was attractive, beautiful in the way that a big cat is beautiful - sleek, perfected for what it is meant to do, and utterly willing to kill you without thought or concern.

He cocked his head slightly at the dangerous animal he currently straddled, nestled so close. One hand came off his shoulder, thumb brushing across the curve of his lower lip. ]}

Have you ever been kissed?

_{[ Probably a strange question to some, but for everything that Khan had once told him, he had to wonder if the man had ever known affection in his life, or held it. ]}

[That really was an odd question, one that had Khan both puzzled and intrigued. He debated several possible courses of action and settled on a particularly unusual approach: actually taking the discussion seriously. No one alive today knew Khan well enough to be able to answer even a question as simple as that one. The question was simple but the answer wasn't.]

That would depend on your definition.

[He showed no outward reaction to the gentle touch to his lip, unless Kirk misinterpreted his unusual openness as a reaction.]

_{[ His mouth twists slightly at that answer, because of course Khan would complicate this, but he supposed he could see the point. What sort of kiss, hmm? Maternal? Loverly? Cruel? He pressed his thumb to the top of his lower lip, brushing down gently. ]}

All right. Have you ever been kissed by someone you would consider a lover?

_{[ There, that should be specific enough. His eyes turned away from Khan's mouth and up to his eyes, searching for something in them, though he wasn't sure what. ]}

I have had many lovers. I've kissed several of them. None of them have ever kissed me. Unless you consider the way Augments bite each other to qualify as "kissing."

[The entire bio-anthopology wing of Starfleet's science academy would be eating their hearts out right now if they knew someone else was hearing this when they had begged so prettily and were only rewarded with silence. Khan never did enjoy playing the role of a specimen, and discussing this even in a personal conversation was a similar experience. The only difference, and the only part that mattered, is why the listener wanted to know. Advancement of scientific knowledge and publication rights wasn't a good enough reason.]

_{[ There's a flash of confusion in Kirk's eyes - or more rather, surprise. He had not quite expect Khan to have lovers, though he supposed that just because he was Augmented did not mean that he would be without the more physical desires of the human race. They would need to procreate, after all, if their genetic lines were to succeed. ]}

Why bite? And do you do it just for... for pleasure or because you feel you have to?

_{[ His fingers move to brush across the sharp angle of his cheeks, wondering if his fingers would come away bloody. ]}

[Khan's smirk showed disdainful amusement and was also meant to hide exasperation.]

I don't bite humans. Augments are far more resilient, and human screaming is so shrill. It always kills the mood.

That is not an answer to my question, Khan.

_{[ Maybe because he was feeling bold and particularly cheeky he darted
in to nip at his lower lip, the one he had just so recently been caressing
with his thumb. A chastisement, perhaps? ]}

[The flash of anger in his eyes was followed very quickly by Khan yanking one of his arms forward. He stopped short of actually seizing a fistful of Kirk's hair.]

Don't do that.

[He lowered his arm far more gently than he had raised it.]

_{[ Kirk froze, watching the other like one would an irritated tiger,
waiting to see if it would calm or strike. When Khan relaxed so did he,
brushing his fingers over the place he had bit at in apology. ]}

So, not out of pleasure then?

[It took a slow breath, and then two more, before Khan focused his gaze back on Kirk, darker than usual and with a distinct sharp hungry edge to his smirk. The pink tinge to his face was much more obvious with his pale skin.]

Our neural structure was engineered to make us the most efficient weapons of mass destruction humanity has ever created. You cannot possibly imagine how much pleasure we feel from violence.

Is that why you don't want me biting you? Because it turns you on?

_{[ He leaned in again, smiling so that his teeth showed, biting his own
lip as his fingers dug into the other man's skin, angling them so his nails
bit ever so slightly. ]}

No.

[His smirk turned into a warning, narrow-eyed glare.]

A mosquito will bite to survive, but I've never seen a human hesitate to crush one out of existence for daring to do such a thing to them.

Human bites are insults.

And why is that?

_{[ He had learned to ignore Khan's jabs as humans, letting it roll off
him in favor of probing deeper into the others psyche. ]}

[Was Kirk trying to bait him? Khan could hardly imagine anyone being that clueless. Every primate on the Terran homeworld understood the phenomenon by pure instinct.]

Do you really need an explanation?

About why you find it insulting? Yes. Because frankly that reaction - it didn't seem like revulsion. It was to quick, to instinctual - like you were defending yourself.

_{[ He sits patiently in his lap, waiting. Khan could say all he wanted,
but Kirk wanted to KNOW why. He could make guesses from what little he
knew, but it would be better to hear it straight from
Khan. ]}

It's a display of dominance.

[Kirk certainly gave the impression of not understanding. Maybe he could be excused for his ignorance. He didn't grow up in a world that revolved around Khan's kind.]

From a creature who should know better.

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