Chapter 22

Chapter Twenty - Two

Lieutenant Commander Giotto was making his way to the observation deck for some rest after his shift when he was stopped by the Betazoid Ambassador’s aide. “Lieutenant Commander Giotto.” He called.

Giotto turned around and stopped, he waited for the man to catch up to him. “How can I help you?” He asked.

“I was wondering if I could have a word with you?” The aide asked.

Giotto shrugged and motioned for him to follow him into the observation deck. He had his communicator on him and he was sure that he could protect himself if the man meant to harm him.

“So what did you want to talk to me about?” He asked as he sat down on one of the couches in the room.

“My name is Eisul Treigit. I am one of the aides, as you know, to Ambassador Nexi. I was wondering if I might be able to court you. I find you most intriguing and very beautiful.”

Giotto’s eyebrows rose all the way up to his hairline. Did he just hear this man right? They have never spoken one word to each other since he came aboard but he wanted to court him. Betazoids were very strange.

Eisul could feel his emotions, they were a mix of disbelief, shock and curiosity. There was no outright revulsion or anger. This he could work with.

“Why? We have not spoken one word to each other. So why?”

“I have watched you since I have come aboard. You were always on duty, when you accompanied us to the planet. I see that you are an honorable man and your are true to your duty and loyal to your Captain. I wish to get to know you better. And I was not lying when I said that I find you beautiful with your dark eyes, hair and complexion.”

For the first time that he could remember, Barry Giotto blushed. He could not believe his blushed. He wasn’t some teenage girl with a fan crush. He was  twenty seven year old man that worked on the Enterprise. He worked hard for his position and was working towards becoming Chief of Security. He was almost there and didn’t want to have that taken away from him. “While I am flattered, I don’t plan to leave the Enterprise.”

“I understand. I would be willing to court you and if you do not wish for me to continue once we reach New Vulcan, then I will return to my homeworld. I have no wish to take you from the Enterprise.”

Giotto blew out a breathe and thought on what he said. He was gorgeous himself. He could see his appeal and he did work with Jim Kirk who was good looking as well. There was something about this man that pulled at him. Why not. He did say that he had until they made New Vulcan for him to see if they clicked. “Alright. But what about your family? Don’t you guys usually have a fiance already waiting until you get of age or something?”

“Like the Ambassador that I work for, she passed away from the from illness that caused havoc on our planet. She was from the same family as the Ambassador's fiance.”

“I am sorry.” He felt like an idiot.

“It’s okay. Like Legel, I find myself attracted to someone outside our race.”

“Really, who caught his eye?”

“He is going to marry Ral Zh’raothor.”

“Will they live on Andoria or Betazed?” He was curious on how that would work.

“No, they asked if they could live on New Vulcan.”

“Wow, won’t that cause problems with their families?” Giotto was curious and the more he talked to Eisul, the more he found himself growing attracted to him. He wondered if this is how Lieutenant Uhura felt about the Ambassador.

“Well, from what Legel told me, Ral doesn’t have any family now that his mother is dead. He lost his father and most of the family to a Klingon attack on the ship they were on. It was completely destroyed and everyone was lost. The rest of his family had moved to Tarsus IV for a project and died with the plague hit the crops. He and his mother had been on Andoria at the time.”

Giotto winced at the word Tarsus. He shuddered as he remembered the footage of the carnage and death that had happened on that planet at the hands of Kodos.

“Well, I wish them luck,” he said.

“Thank you, I will pass that on to them. Would you do me the honor of having dinner with me in the mess hall?”

“Sure, that sounds nice. It shouldn’t be too crowded now.”

Eisul smiled and stood up, he followed the other man from the room. He could not help but look at his ass. Such nice firm globes. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on them. From what he had seen and heard about this man, he wanted him. Everything inside him just lit up at the mere sight of him.

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Spock and Jim walked back to their quarters after the debacle that was dinner. “Are you hungry still, T’hy’la?”

“No, not really. More tired than anything.” They entered their quarters and started getting ready for bed.

“So what did you think of the names for the boys?” Jim asked Spock as they crawled into bed.

“I think one of the children should be named after your father as well.”

“Nah, we already have a George JR in the world, remember? I thought Sarek Spock-Kirk and Sopek Spock-Kirk were good names.”

“Indeed they are T’hy’la but would you not them to have human names as well?”

“I really do like those names. Do you think Greyson after your mother would be okay?”

“So we would have Sarek and Grayson Spock-Kirk or Grayson and Sopek Spock-Kirk?”

“Sarek and Grayson Spock-Kirk. I want to honor both of your parents. They took us bonding way better than I thought they would.”

“How do you wish to raise the children?”

“I thought that you could teach them about the Vulcan way and they could also be taught about their emotions as well. I want them to make their own choices.”

“Indeed, thank you T’hy’la.” He kissed Jim on his head.

“For what?”

“For letting me teach the ways of my people.”

“Well, duh. I bonded to you so they are my people too. Besides, they are good teachings. I just like my emotions.” Jim grinned at him and snuggled up to him. “So when do you want to tell your parents?”

“We can tell them tomorrow.”

“I want to tell Chris too. He is my pseudo dad.”

“As you wish my mate.”

“Night, Spock.”

“Good night, my mate.” They laid down and went to sleep. Jim smiled because he could feel the happiness thrumming through his mate, even though he would never say such a thing out loud.

Vulcan translation:

t'hy'la - friend-lover-lifelong companion, blood brother/sister; soulmate; soul-brother/sister