kirktastic | [The Last Morning] -- [Risa] -- [Kirk and Bones]

You had to hand it to Jim, he thought sleepily, as he scrubbed his face with his hand. The man had a way of breaking things down to their simplest form. Go shower. Okay, Jim... I'll bite.

The water was divine, as it had been all week. Long hot showers were something he dearly missed living on a starship, where conservation practices were observed and enforced. Not knowing how long Kirk would be, he lingered, head against the side of the shower as hot water rolled down his head and over his body. He touched himself lazily, feeling warm and playful after the events of last night - the bar, the singing, the way they told each other how much this mean to them without saying a word.

Damn, he was half-hard again, just thinking about Kirk, that fucking smile and those goddamned eyes that ate him up inside.

He toweled off quickly, drying his hair as he wrapped the towel around his waist. Their last morning here - tomorrow they'd be back on board the ship, so every moment here needed to last.

When Bones left the shower and walked back into the bedroom, there would be a gift awaiting him on the bed.

It was tied up with leather and black silk and had a bright red bow on it. On the bow was a small note, "Happy Birthday, Bones. Use as desired."

James T. Kirk was kneeling on that bed, his head bent with black silk over his eyes, leather straps dangling from his wrists and ankles, and a leather collar around his neck along with the bow and note. Otherwise, he was nude. Spread out nearby was a small mix of things... purchased from the shops at Risa.

Bones stared for a long moment, taking in the image of Jim clad, if it could be called that, in leather straps and silk. Fucking fuck, he thought, his breathing hitching as he saw how hard Kirk was, poised and ready for him.

Dropping the towel, Bones walked toward the bed, slowly, circling around the bed to see him from every angle, each view even more wonderful than the one before. Forget what he said about Jim's eyes, that ass... fuck, that was the hottest thing he'd ever seen in his life.

Standing behind Kirk, Bones put his hand on one round, pert cheek and squeezed.

A quiet groan escaped Kirk with that squeeze, his cock throbbing a little bit. He was taking a major gamble with all of this - he had no idea if Bones would even like this sort of thing. Or maybe he was taking it too far (...they had had an orgy but hey, this was different!).

It was a major gamble in the area of trust, too. He knew the knots he had tied into the leather - he could undo them with just his mouth if he had to. He was safe.

God, he wanted to catch that groan with his mouth, but this moment... this was too perfect. All alone, their last morning here, the breeze, the smell of the ocean, and Jim, fuck, look at him...

Bones slid up onto the bed behind Kirk, dropping an open-mouth kiss on his shoulders and upper back as his fingers ran through Kirk's hair, pulling his head back gently as his mouth moved around to lick at Kirk's throat.

Kirk willingly let himself be bent back, groaning out into the room as Bones' lips found his throat. He rocked his hips a little, wondering what Bones would chose to even do. I'm all yours, Bones. In every way... what will you do with me?

Maybe, in the back of his head, this was a test for Bones as much as himself.

Kirk's naked body, pressed back closely against his - usually it was in constant motion, his body writhing, bucking. Kirk's mouth always talking, groaning, tasting.

But right now, he was silent, but for the moan, and he was still and in repose and Bones could touch him, anyway he wanted to, and fuck yes, he wanted to touch him all over.

Dropping his hands to Kirk's thighs, his fingers ran over that golden skin, tracing the lines of muscles up and back down again. Then they moved around his front, fingertips dragging over that sculpted abdomen, then up to pinch a nipple, to stroke his throat.

Over and over, Bones touched him, except for his beautiful, erect cock, Bones' breathing heavier and louder as each inch of skin was worshiped.

It was fucking hard to do this. To keep himself from turning and just grabbing Bones right there and then. But no, he was forcing himself, just struggling to keep himself still as he breathed. Fuck, he was already hard as hell (had been since he'd started setting all of this up) and Bones was gliding over his body with those strong surgeon hands...

"Bones..." He breathed out, rocking forward just a little.

McCoy slipped a finger up to Kirk's lips. "Shhh," he whispered, pressing it inside his hot mouth, wondering how long he could keep him quiet, could keep him from giving into the aching need.

He slid around the bed, replacing his fingers on Kirk's chest with his mouth, licking and tasting and dragging his tongue along a hard nipple, pulling it lightly between his teeth, nipping then gently laving it before moving onto the other one.

Immediately Kirk started to suck on Bones' finger like it was his cock instead, his tongue swirling over the sensitive pad. He tensed up a little when Bones moved around on the bed, then relaxed when contact was made with him again. The blindfold made each touch electric, not knowing where it was coming from.

He gasped at the light scrape of teeth on his chest and his fingers pulled apart. They weren't bound to each other or anything - he wanted to give Bones the chance to do what he wanted. His birthday gift, to do what he pleased with.

Bones visibly bucked at the way Kirk sucked that finger, holy fuck, imaging how that would feel on his cock, hot and wet and slick muscle pressing against his sensitive cockhead... fuck, just thinking about it made him light-headed.

Still hadn't moved, not really... Kirk was fucking gorgeous, still waiting for him to do whatever he was gonna do, giving him anything, everything to him. Heady, the thought of having Jim totally and completely - but when Bones thought about it, he knew he had that already, really.

Kirk's cock was so hard, it looked like it hurt. Bones slid further down on the bed - the angle wasn't easy, but without touching the other man with his hands, he took the head of Kirk's cock in his mouth and slowly took as much of him in his mouth as he could.

There was nothing at all for a moment, but he could feel Bones moving around on the bed. What's he doing? What is--!!!!!! Kirk cried out as suddenly Bones' mouth was wrapping around him, taking him in.

Couldn't help himself. Couldn't. His hands jerked in front and slid into Bones' hair, leather straps falling to either side of his friend's head. He had no idea what he was expecting to come from all of this but this hadn't come to mind.

Bones moved forward, groaning himself loudly at the feel of Kirk's hands in his hair, not realizing until that moment that is what he wanted, to feel Jim give way under him, to see him lose control - that's what he wanted, to watch his lover come apart under his hands.

Time to get down to business... one hand reached around Kirk's back to keep him from falling as Bones slid up against his body - moving him back and down onto the bed. "Lie down," he whispered into his skin, waiting until Kirk was settled, stretched long and lean in front of him before slowly pulling Kirk's arms up, tonguing his bicep muscles as he tied the hands to the headboard.

He gave Kirk a lot of slack to move around, but not to raise them more than a few inches. One ghost kiss pressed against his lips as Bones trailed back down to that cock, taking it inside his mouth once more.

This was it. What he was letting Bones do, giving up freely to his friend. Giving him a level of trust. But then again, it was all fun. Bones would never hurt him, and this was kinky as hell. A challenge, one that got his blood pumping hard in his veins and sung to him.

Kirk had only a moment to test the level of give Bones had let him have before that so so warm mouth was on him again. A quiet keen left his throat before he remembered Bones' 'order' to remain quiet. He tried to, hips twitching in their desire to thrust. With the blindfold on, he couldn't tell what was coming next.

But it was safe. Kirk could undo the knots holding the leather straps to his wrists in moments. Letting Bones have his way while just having fun.

From his vantage point Bones could look up and see Kirk's body drawn tight and taut, his back arching slightly as his control was taken away from him, and that bow... that fucking bow was still around his neck.

Which reminded him... the little pile of toys next to him.

One of the little tubes next to him was looked like it was some sort of edible gel. Bones tasted it on his finger, and it wasn't too bad, kind of sweet. Bending Kirk's knees, he found he now had better access to touch and taste cock and balls and ass.

Bones leaned back on his knees and began drizzling it on Kirk's cock, letting it fall to the entire area before he settled down between those long legs, his tongue dipping and lapping at the entire area.

This was going to be the death of him, he was sure of that! Those little touches were driving him wild, to the point of whining loudly like a chained dog. They just weren't enough to get him off and fuck he was sure Bones knew it!

Or at least was clued in by his whimpering!

"Bones," Gasped out, "Shit, come on, please..." He rocked upwards, thighs squeezing inwards.

His eyes were lingering on... something interesting in that pile. Not stopping his attention to Kirk's cock, he sucked harder as he reached over and picked up the fleshy dildo sitting on the bed.

He looked at it, then back at Kirk's hole, his mind reeling with possibilities, but one of them grabbed him hard and wouldn't let go. Sitting up, he reached for the lube, slicking up the dildo and with a hiss, slid it inside himself, incredibly tight for a moment. Oh, this was going to be so good for both of them...

Couldn't leave Kirk alone too long... but he looked gorgeous there, waiting, unable to keep himself still. Something else caught his eye, something he'd never tried before himself, but had seen in vids, had heard about from other men...

Nudging himself back between Kirk's legs, he slid two fingers inside him, wanting him comfortable for this - before sliding the anal beads slowly into Kirk's tight ass. "Oh, that's pretty," he whispered, kissing the long muscles of Kirk's thighs, the long string hanging out of that wrinkled hole, ready to be slowly pulled.

"...Nnnnnyou're a fucking pervert, love it." Kirk rumbled in the back of his throat, arching slightly, "Bet you can get me to fucking come just like that..."

Fuck he wanted to. He wanted Bones to jerk him off or suck him off while pulling those out... What was that hiss about? Fuck, maybe the blindfold was a really stupid idea. He wanted to see..!

"You'd better not fuckin' come," he growled, fingers playing with the silicon string.

Bones took his time. It was a new experience for him, pulling on the string and watching as the balls slowly popped out, stretching Kirk's ass with each slow tug, his own breath catching each time, the dildo in his own ass warming and stretching him.

His mouth swallowed Jim's cock between each ball coming out, a slow down and up - it wasn't Bones' intention for Kirk to come anytime soon.

"There's no fucking way Iiiii..!!!" Kirk whined high in his throat, his body slowly arching off the bed with each ball, getting higher and higher. Fuck each one was rubbing across his prostate and he was getting closer by the second. "ShitshitshitshitBonesPLEASE!" His hands were gripping hard onto the leather straps holding him down.

The last pearly ball out, Bones gave Kirk's cock one last, slow lick before sitting up. Bones was so hard he couldn't see straight, but fuck, watching Jim like this...

Bones slipped the dildo out of him, and breathing hard, he took the tube of lube, slicked Kirk's cock up once quickly and climbing on top of him, slid down on his shaft, his breath shuddering as he slipped all the way down, not touching Kirk in any other place but where they were joined.

Oh shit, shit, he survived the beads. He had no idea how, but he had. Even survived Bones stroking his fucking harder then stone cock.

"Bones---!" Kirk's head fell back and he let out a sound that was barely human as suddenly pressed down onto him. Fuck, he was buried into Bones' body, burning hot and tight! "BONES!" He jerked hard at the leather, shaking a little.

He couldn't stay kneeling like that, so Bones leaned forward, hands falling onto Kirk's shoulders. He gripped them tightly, his hips rising and falling with a slow rhythm, Bones knowing that Kirk was probably pretty close, and he didn't want this to end too soon.

That didn't stop him from groaning loud each time he fucked himself, grinding down on Kirk's shaft.

His whole body rocked up into Bones with each thrust, breathing hard. Fuck, his world had dissolved down to his cock and Bones' body. He slammed himself up into Bones as hard as he could, feeling his whole body shaking. "Bones, gonna, fuck, gonna...!"

That was all Bones needed, to hear that, to see that, to see Jim need him back as much as he needed this man under him.

Hands moving fast, he untied to knot at the headboard and flipped off Kirk's blindfold, looking down at into those eyes for the first time this whole fucking morning, seeing everything he needed, his whole world, back in those eyes.

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