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

[kirktastic]

After Harold woke him up way too early, Kirk had a plan going in his head. He brushed a kiss on Bones' forehead before he left the warmth of the bed and their cabin.

He left a simple note for Bones.

Bones,

Go shower.

-JTK

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[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"No, I kinda do need to say it. This..." he pointed at the beach house - "that wasn't-"

Bones stopped, the ability to complete sentences seeming to leave him the longer he stayed in the water. Finally, he took a breath and just said it. "You're amazing, Jim, and you need to hear that everyday." And I'm gonna make sure you hear it, every night before you go to sleep, he added to himself, pulling Kirk closer for another of those slow kisses of his, addicting like a drug.

He didn't want to leave. But... they couldn't stay here forever. "You ready for the meeting tonight?" he asked, trying to bring himself back to reality slowly. The meeting. The ship. Back in space this time tomorrow. "Anything I can help you with?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

A tiny sound escaped Kirk and he looked away a little, "Bones, I don't need to hear it..." And quickly turned that almost vulnerability to something else, he grinned, "You'll make my ego swell up."

He looked back to his friend, "I've got everything ready for it." Kirk slowly leaned back, watching his friend and lover in the surf. "...should be a big surprise for a lot of people."

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"But maybe I need to say it," he whispered into his temple. "And that ego of yours doesn't need me. I refuse to be held resposible for that big head of yours."

"Now, this on the other hand..." one hand slid down into the water, sliding up Kirk's thigh and giving his cock a squeeze. "This - I'd like to help with this swelling, on a very regular basis."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

A quiet chuckle and Kirk went to respond, but his eyes suddenly went wide when Bones wrapped his fingers around him. He groaned low and rocked forward, hissing through his teeth. "...what-- what do you prescribe, doc?" He breathed out, lifting his eyes and giving Bones a hungry look.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"A hell of a lot more of this," he answered roughly as his hand squeezed again, testing for hardness, unsurprised how quickly Kirk could recover... and those damned eyes looking inside him, making him feel naked, even when he was fully clothed.

This was not one of those times, he reminded himself, sitting closer to Kirk, pulling on his legs and wrapping them around his hips, his own legs sliding around Kirk. Being able to do this, touch Kirk, whenever he wanted... Bones reached over to the other man's hand, no shame on his face as he moved it toward his own half-hard cock as he leaned in to kiss and nuzzle Kirk's face, his cheeks, his forehead, his lips.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"Mmm..." Kirk wrapped his fingers around Bones and very slowly started to stroke him, returning every kiss and nuzzle with one of his own. It was so different then anyone else he could ever remember - even if just in the fact that he was still here with Bones.

...He wanted to. He wanted to have Bones here. With him, like no one else.