The Devil Made Me...!

K/S Fanfiction
Title:	The Devil Made Me...!
Author(s):	Doreen C. DuBois
Date(s):	1980
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Genre:	slash
Fandom:	Star Trek: The Original Series
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The Devil Made Me...! is a Kirk/Spock story by Doreen C. DuBois.

It was published in the print zine Duet #1.

Summary

"On separate leave from his lover, Kirk gets in over his head with a Romulan sadist."

Reactions and Reviews

What an irresistible title! It refers to Jim Kirk, of course. Be forewarned. This is a 1980 British zine. British colloquial English does occasionally creep into the text and the sometimes droll writing could be more dynamic but the plot is an enjoyable no-brainer with a beginning I’m sure you have seen before progressing, in an original way, to an unexpected ending. It makes an entertaining read and describes a situation much more believable and with far greater potential than the ‘Jim Kirk can kick anyone’s ass anytime he wants’ and the ‘Jim Kirk, master strategist-tactician, always fully aware of his surroundings’ scenarios.

This is a shore leave story. What else could it be with that title? The place is Chuse, an open planet second only to Wrigley’s for entertainment, and Kirk and Spock, exclusively committed but not yet bonded, are going their separate ways for three days. In the past, Kirk has always chosen what they will do and Spock has acquiesced. This time Spock has made arrangements to visit a Vulcan professor friend and Jim, envisioning monumental boredom, has decided to do his own thing. Rather than go fishing with McCoy and Scott, he decides to drift through the Base and see what looks interesting. Hours later he finds himself in front of the notorious Zelda Hann, a first class brothel catering to all tastes and a StarFleet favorite. It also happens to be the place where Kirk made his first notable strides toward his “super stud” rep. He looks at the entrance, knows he’s fully committed to Spock but decides to go in and take an innocent look around anyway, to revisit old haunts… making the first of a string of mistakes in judgment.

There are some nice touches. For example, when Kirk sets up his tab he gets a blue badge. The only higher credit rating is purple and Spock is the only person he has ever seen issued a purple badge… on Wrigley’s. Bet I know what they were doing in all the best places on Wrigley’s. Jim registers for a room… because the rooms are everything starship cabins aren’t. Why shouldn’t he treat himself to a luxurious bed and primo facilities… to use by himself? Jim gets a couple of drinks in the bar, flips through the menu of companions… just to look and then strikes up an acquaintance with a fellow patron, a Romulan interpretter from the base who calls himself Karl. Our Jim doesn’t find it unusual that a Romulan would call himself Karl (with the Bundeswehr spelling). I think I would have been suspicious, or at least asked why he’d chosen to call himself Karl.

Jim and Karl decide to go for a sauna, a massage given by attractive, nude lady masseuses then visit an Orion dance floor where partners are optional. All the while, Jim knows the Romulan is checking him out and all the while Jim is enjoying the attention, not overtly encouraging it but definitely playing along. Many drinks later Jim, that tease, decides to call it a night and excuses himself but Karl claims to have a room on the same floor, walks up with him and slips into Jim’s room before Jim can close the door. Karl is into S&M and isn’t leaving until he’s had some fun. All the rooms are guaranteed sound proof and for once, Jim realizes he can’t out muscle a Vulcanoid in his prime. He chooses to fight another day and mentally calls to Spock for help but the line is dead. Jim is sure that Spock is shielding to respect his privacy. He’ll have to wait for an opportunity to escape, but his famous luck isn’t with him. Jim finds himself tied face down to the bed before an opportunity arises and knows a less-than-enjoyable night is in store so closes his mind to his surroundings and the forced humiliation he knows is coming.

Something is happening. There’s a scuffle behind him, sounds of a body being dragged, the door opens and closes and a soft voice speaks into the intercom. Yep, the cavalry has arrived but Jim doesn’t know that. He thinks Karl has returned to the bed, entered him and bought them to mutual orgasm. All the while Jim is silently swearing to kill him soonest. Is he ever surprised when he’s untied and turned over… and miffed at Spock’s charade… but not for long. After all, they have these great accommodations and two more days leave.

I rather like a relationship so secure that Spock’s can feel free to retaliate (in a non-belligerent way, of course) when he has to scuttle his own plans to rescue his pledged mate from a famous brothel said mate entered of his own free will and with less than stellar judgment. This is a relationship between capable, galaxy-wise guys I can believe, a devoted Kirk who can be a little vain and self-absorbed and a devoted Spock who is not above pimping him about it.