Based on a challenge from T'Marii: Anything to do with spiders (large, small,
intelligent, stupid, comedy, horror...!!)
My, What Long Legs You Have!
Kirk/Spock by Am-Chau Yarkona
The cave was cold, and rather damp.
amchau @ popullus.net
Kirk woke slowly, stretched his legs one by one, and then scuttled
across the ceiling to where Spock stood patiently on their web,
waiting for breakfast to fly in.
"Morning, lover," he said, rubbing his maxillae over one of Spock's
eight knee-joints. "Anything interesting happen?"
"Not much. Uhura went by again about an hour ago--she asked again if
you are ready to mate," Spock reported.
"I hope you told her no," Kirk said.
Spock conveyed the affirmative answer with an economical leg-wave. "I
"Good," Kirk shuddered. "I mean, it's all very well waking up one
morning to find that you're a black widow spider, and a male one at
that, but I don't see why I should give in to evolution."
"At this stage I consider it more logical not to," Spock agreed, and
then was distracted by a moth on the outer edge of the
web. "Breakfast is here."