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

[kirktastic]

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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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.

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"You fucking smell so good... fucking male. Like Bones, my Bones.. fuck, yer thick. That'd feel so fucking good up in me..." He murmured as he moved his head down further, smirking before he found a nipple and bit down lightly, wondering how much Bones would take to cry out with it.

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"Your Bones," he repeated, one leg sliding up and around Jim's leg. "Always," he breathed, then "God, fuck, yes," when he felt teeth. "God, I want to fuck you."

The fingers in Jim's hair pulled his head up as he leaned in for another deep kiss before releasing it, guiding Jim's head back to his chest.

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"Wanna fuck me, Bones? Wanna feel that thick fucking cock buried in me," He bit down again, even harder, rocking himself slightly. He never was one for a lot of down time. "You act gentle, but I bet you fuck good and hard..." He was almost babbling, but fuck he wanted it more and more by the second.

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The growl tore through his throat as his hands roamed up and down Jim's back, fingernails dragging as Jim's words swam in and out his ears. His breath became ragged and needy.

He felt Jim pushing against his hip, the brat was getting hard again. "Gonna fuck you, yeah, god Jim," he groaned, "gonna throw you down and pound that pretty ass of yours."

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"Oh fuck YEA." Kirk gasped out with that growl, feeling it go straight through him. "Fucker, come on, mark me, make me yours." He started down Bones' stomach, ringing his belly button like the head of a cock, making a single tiny fucking motion with his tongue, complete with a knowing smirk.