[Kirk's Quarters] -- [Kirk and Bones]

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Kirk felt somewhat better when returning from engineering. Hearing his lady talk had been an absolute pleasure, and briefly he wondered if she had spoken to anyone else like that or he was her first. That thought made him laugh, and the last tensions of the night spilled away. There would be too much to deal with the next day, but right now the only thing he wanted to do was sleep.

He crept into his own quarters since he knew Bones was asleep there. Kirk quickly stripped himself down and vanished into the bathroom long enough for a fast sonic shower and to brush his teeth, then crawled up along side of Bones.

When he buried his head gently against the back of Bones' head, he could immediately smell the liquor that had obviously been what rocked his friend to sleep that night (or possibly decked him in the back of the head with a sledgehammer.) We'll get to just go out and sleep on the beach for a while, and maybe go get some really good seafood. Wanna spend some time in the sun, heard they have rock climbing, swim...

The idea made him smile and he wrapped his arms around Bones' body, whispering something too quiet to hear against the other's ear before he let himself fall asleep.

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Bones lingered a moment in that dream-like state, not quite awake but not fully asleep. He felt Jim behind him, so close he felt every breath he made, but wasn't conscious of his own body's response, to turn around and settle face to face against Jim's body.

His arms slid under Jim's and grasped at his shoulders, pulling him closer, aligning their bodies together. One knee slipped between Jim's sprawling legs yet he slept on, safe in the warmth and comfort and heat from that other body.

His face found Jim's neck, and sighed contentedly.

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Still half asleep, Jim just sighed as Bones turned, making himself comfortable. It should have been strange, specially for a man that never let someone stay the night, but instead it felt like they had been waking up like this forever.

So, it felt equally natural to press his lips against Bones' temple, sighing against skin.

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He murmured against the press against his skin, his own mouth responding in kind against the roughened chin and throat.

Shifting to get more comfortable, Bones lazily thrust his hips forward. He felt the press of his erection against Jim's, and his eyes slowly opened.

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He could be unconscious and his body would still know those motions well. Kirk tilted his head with a rumble in his chest, letting Bones do as he would. His arms tightened as he rolled his lower body, keeping up the light friction between them. It felt oh-so-good in his sleepy mind, starting to surface fully.

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Bones was awake now, couldn't let himself believe this was all just his subconscious. Jim was still underwater, moving, shifting against him, and fuck, it felt so good, his body long and hard against his.

His breath caught in his throat, and his face automatically dipped, mouth seeking Jim's, catching it, more a brushing of lips than a true kiss. "Jim," he murmured softly, the name escaping from him completely unbidden.

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Maybe it was just because it was Bones that he climbed out of that half-conscious lovely place he was in, or maybe it was the particular tone that did it, or a combo of both. Whatever it was, blue eyes opened slowly, looking at the other's eyes only inches from his own. It took a few seconds for his body to catch up - oh, say, the next roll of his hips - before a low, sluggish moan left him, "Bones..."

He could feel Bones against him, the whole length of his body, and very much so could feel the man's hardness against his own aching one. Kirk gave a full body shudder and pressed more firmly into it, hands unconsciously slipping down and grasping Bones' ass tightly.

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He'd never heard that name moaned like that, and his body's immediate response was to find that mouth, and taste it, his tongue brushing against Jim's. Every movement was slow and languid, and it all contributed to the dream-like state of all of this, but Leonard could see Jim's eyes, those hypnotic eyes that burned inside him.

The feel of hands on his body spurred his own desire on, and his hands grasped at Jim's back, one hand sliding up to catch Jim's hair, the other slipping down to Jim's lower back, pulling him closer onto him. All conscious thought had left his mind, and all he knew was Jim.

Hips shifted, their cocks pressed tight against each other now and he groaned as the kiss deepened, became more possessive.

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That groan went straight down to his cock, making it throb heavily. Kirk turned every bit of his skill onto Bones, tasting the inside of his mouth without care, discovering the lay of tongue and teeth. He shifted just enough to suckle hard on Bones' lower lip, feeling the pout with his own.

Everything was moving slowly, even their pleasure. Kirk slowly moved his hands against the body he had seen many times but had never dared to touch. He would have sworn Bones would never want him like that, and well, his wet dreams couldn't hold a candle to the real thing. The sturdy feeling of muscle, the rum-sour taste, the smell that was borne in Bones' blood, and the leisurely-needing movements of the other body against his.

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Fucking God, he knew it would be good, being with Jim, but this was beyond anything, everything he imagined. Jim kissed like nothing else he'd ever known, soft and wet and tender, and who would have guessed that? Somewhere in the back of his head a voice cautioned reason and temperance, but Bones told that voice to shut the fuck up while he held his best friend in his arms, holding him as close and as tight as they'd ever been.

Jim's hands moved on his burning skin, urging him on in that way of his, and letting him know it was all right, that he was right to need this, to want this. To want more.

Rolling Jim onto his back, Bones settled on top of him, his mouth dragging itself down to Jim's throat, dropping wet, open-mouthed kisses as his hips gave a slow thrust against Jim's groin.

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Ending the kiss gave every right for Kirk's mouth to start running, "Fuck, Bones... Fuck, just like that." Curling out into a groan that sounded silken sweet on his mouth. He tilted his head back, offering his throat in a submissive sort of gesture even as his hands were anything but.

Instead one hand slid beneath the simple cotton boxers Bones was wearing to glide his hand over skin while the other slid between them. He waited for the next roll upwards before giving a quick jerk from above and below, nudging down those boxers. He wanted flesh on flesh, dammit, but he was not-so-surprisingly smooth in his method to have it.

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Bones nipped and bit soft at Jim's tender throat, those damned noises Jim was making urging him on. His hips were rolling on their own now, each gentle thrust pushing him, filling him with sensations he thought were buried somewhere deep inside him.

Then he felt Jim's fingers tugging at his boxers, felt himself being bared and exposed, feeling his cock rubbing against the silky material of Jim's boxers and he growled out loud. His movements were not as coordinated as Jim's and it showed, one hand pawing roughly at Jim's boxers, pulling and tugging at them until they were down, pushed down, and then were nothing between them, hot skin rubbing against each other.

Bones looked up, catching Jim's eye before closing his own, head dropping to nuzzle Jim's neck at the onslaught of new sensations.

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With a kick of the legs and a jerk of his arms, they were both bare to each others' hands, nothing left between them.

Kirk met those dark eyes for only a split second, something heavy and electric passing between them, before Bones broke the gaze. He took the opportunity offered to him to shift their heads just enough that he could breathe against his friend's ear. "You feel perfect, so fucking hard.. fuck we shoulda been doin' this for years... all those times I had to jerk myself off because I wanted you so badly..."

He didn't care what Bones' experience was, it felt perfect anyway. He honestly couldn't remember when he had taken it this slow, teasing it out of both of them until his head spun.

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Bones felt Jim's words as much as he heard them, and he moaned appreciatively in response, unable to formulate anything of his own, other than "fuck" and "Jim" and "yes". His body was drawing up tight now, every part of him waking up and screaming for more, wanting to be as close as he could, wanting, no needing to feel Jim's release.

He wanted to see Jim completely undone.

Sliding off to one side, he shifted their bodies so that one arm was around Jim's neck, holding him close to him, the other hand wrapped around Jim's cock. He kissed him again, matching the tempo of his hand as it pumped and squeezed the hard flesh. "Need you so fuckin' bad. Always have," he whispered into Jim's mouth, quiet like a confession.

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Nothing could have prepared him for how hard those words hit him, like a shot of pure Cardassian Sunrise, spreading hot and thick in his stomach. He rocked into the long fingers wrapped around him, opening his eyes so he could stare at the other in so-close perspective.

Bones, fuck... why did we wait this long? Was the one intelligent thought that passed through his mind.

Kirk reached up and sunk his hands into Bones' hair, kissing him so delicately, so tenderly, in ways that people couldn't have believed of him. This one thing in his life that he knew was completely right and that he so desperately didn't want to fuck up.

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Jim was beyond responsive - Bones knew he would be, someone as purely sensual as Jim had to be, but Bones was blown away by how beautiful this was, how much watching him made him harder, every noise, every glance made him want him even more.

This feeling inside, the one that he'd pushed away every time it came near the surface, the feeling of wanting to belong to someone - those kisses made him feel that way again. Never had anyone kissed him like this, like he was precious and worthy and treasured, and that it was Jim doing this to him made his heart beat even faster.

He whispered between the soft kisses, words just barely breathed, might not even be completely heard or understood. "Need you." "So fuckin' good." "Wanna see you come." His hand grasped at Jim's cock, slowly pulling, sticky slickness from Jim and it felt so good, hot and heavy in his hand.

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The rumbles of breathy words that passed from Bones' lips sunk down further and further until he couldn't find his own voice anymore except for spilling moans and sounds of need.

This wasn't some random fuck that wanted him to get off so they could get their fill. Every touch Bones burned into his skin made him feel wanted in a way no one else had. He tried to tell his friend that in nuzzles and sucks and bites across the jaw, down to the throat.

His whole body trembled when he felt himself getting close, and Kirk almost didn't feel embarrassed by the keen that left his throat as a fair warning. His toes curled and his body arched up, nails biting into skin as it came across him. It was slow, steady, like a flood instead of a fire. Sinking across him, a pressure that was deep and heavy instead of white and hot until he couldn't breathe. So instead he clung to his friend, lover?, and held on so he wouldn't be lost under it.

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Jim's face... Dear god, the look on Jim's face when he came made Bones feel strong and powerful in a way he hadn't in years. His face lit up and he just shone, bright like a star, that breathless look.

"God, you are gorgeous," he groaned, holding him, feeling him shudder against him. He rubbed his own hardness against Jim's thigh, continuing to kiss and nip at Jim's mouth.

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Kirk sunk back against the bed hard for a long moment, just staring up at nothing at all. His body tremored slightly with the tiny after effects, clutching at Bones for a moment before just grinning.

"...Damn, Bones. Didn't know you had it in you." He purred out, watching the doctor with glazed eyes.

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Bones chuckled, leaning up on one elbow as his other hand played with the sticky mess on Jim's stomach. "Surprised?" he asked, bringing up a finger to taste Jim. "Yeah, that makes two of us," he whispered, leaning down to kiss Jim again, soft and lingering as he thrust again into Jim's hip, moaning.

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A deep groan left Kirk at the sight of Bones doing that. He rocked his hip gently, and started to turn over to put Bones on his back. "...gonna make you feel so good." He whispered against the other's lips, sucking for just a moment on his lower lip and ending it in a gentle bite.

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Bones recognized that face, and for the first time this morning he felt like hunted, as he let Jim roll him over, stretching as he settled into the pillows.

Nothing could stop the blinding smile on his face though, as he lifted his head and met Jim's mouth, kissing him back, slow and deep.

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Kirk kept the kiss gentle but deep, slow, steady. He made love to Bones' mouth, tasting him. He reached down and slid his fingertips slowly along Bones' length, feeling the veins under his pads.

He wanted make Bones feel... like he belonged there.

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Feeling Jim's hands on him, Bones' breath hitched and he moaned louder than he planned. One hand threaded lazily in Jim's hair, the other caressed Jim's face as they kissed.

His hips lifted as Jim stroked him. "God, that feels good," he murmured into the kiss, eyes bright as they followed Jim's face, looking as open and honest as he'd ever seen it.

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"This'll feel even better." He purred, stealing one more kiss before he moved his head down to gently suckle his way along stubble, down to the column of throat to bite very gently at the hollow of the throat. Not his normal way of doing this, but this was... different. Not sex. More. Better.

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Bones closed his eyes, reveling in the feeling of Jim taking his time, his mouth moving down his throat. Jim's hair was soft, and he tightened his fingers around the silky strands, trying to keep some sort of control, but losing.

He groaned, hands reaching around to rest on Jim's ass, squeezing slighting as he arched his back, head in the pillow, giving Jim better access to his neck and chest.