Kirk's fingers curled, feeling a tension mounting in the room that was curling between all four of them, binding them together in somewhat subtle and not subtle ways. It was as heavy as syrup, slowing time until the rest of the universe slipped away when they weren't paying attention.
He stared at Bones, those dark eyes. Three sets of dark eyes were focused on him, black in the dark room, their stares heated. He had never felt something quite like this, something that gripped at him and turned what should have been a 'fuck yea!' rough and tumble threesome into more then he ever thought. That something, potent as moonshine, was terrifying for someone like him who was used to keeping sex very, very separate from the rest of his life.
He let his hand drop from Uhura's (Nyota's... privileged), and he stepped forward towards Bones. Another step, another, bringing him up to the man he had given that first tiny piece of himself to and asked Bones to keep it safe. His hands felt alien and divorced as they came up to cup Bones' face, that gorgeous face he had wanted to fuck, then needed as his best friend, then loved as everything else he possibly could.
"Don't know what I want," His words were only a breath, meant for Bones alone, "Just... know what feels right." He kept their eyes locked, trying to convey everything he didn't know how to say. "Doesn't feel right without you. I..." Hesitation, drifting, things he didn't let happen. His usually fast thinking tongue was deserting him at the worst possible time.
"Can't do this without you. Don't want to do this without you." I don't think I can. "Only if you do, too." The something between all of them felt like it was vibrating, faster and faster until it hummed and could snap under the pressure or could fade into the background and become nothing at all.
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Date: 2009-11-06 01:41 pm (UTC)He stared at Bones, those dark eyes. Three sets of dark eyes were focused on him, black in the dark room, their stares heated. He had never felt something quite like this, something that gripped at him and turned what should have been a 'fuck yea!' rough and tumble threesome into more then he ever thought. That something, potent as moonshine, was terrifying for someone like him who was used to keeping sex very, very separate from the rest of his life.
He let his hand drop from Uhura's (Nyota's... privileged), and he stepped forward towards Bones. Another step, another, bringing him up to the man he had given that first tiny piece of himself to and asked Bones to keep it safe. His hands felt alien and divorced as they came up to cup Bones' face, that gorgeous face he had wanted to fuck, then needed as his best friend, then loved as everything else he possibly could.
"Don't know what I want," His words were only a breath, meant for Bones alone, "Just... know what feels right." He kept their eyes locked, trying to convey everything he didn't know how to say. "Doesn't feel right without you. I..." Hesitation, drifting, things he didn't let happen. His usually fast thinking tongue was deserting him at the worst possible time.
"Can't do this without you. Don't want to do this without you." I don't think I can. "Only if you do, too." The something between all of them felt like it was vibrating, faster and faster until it hummed and could snap under the pressure or could fade into the background and become nothing at all.