kirktastic | [NCC-1701 DEN OF SIN] -- [Special Rules, Open All, OOC Character Moment!]

Rules: - simple and easy.

1) Unless you obviously already have an agreement or something going with another character, please ask before you post under their thread wanting to have sexy times. THIS INCLUDES PEOPLE FROM OUTSIDE THE RP AS WELL! If you aren't part of our group but want to have some fun sexy times with a character... well, shoot them a PM! Within the group, please do the same as a courtesy.
2) Don't be discouraged, upset, or anything similar if someone doesn't want to sex up with your character. Just reply to their PM with a 'no thanks' if you really don't want to for whatever reason. They could be too overwhelmed with other threads, or wanting to concentrate on one, or just don't have time to take more than one thread. Don't take it personally, please.
3) Post down below with your name AND your location in the subject of the thread if you want to be somewhere specific (like Jim will be specifically on the bridge) and change it for anyone who comes by. That way, its the absolute easiest way to find someone, track someone, gloss over someone, whatever.
4) If you're going to be doing something that COULD squick someone, please mark it with a warning in the subject of the comment. Just a courtesy thing!
5) Talk to someone before sliding into a multi-person scene. Don't just interrupt without making sure you're wanted.

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Sam winced when Jim grabbed his shirt, then resumed his cool act.

"After he kissed me first? Of course I encouraged it, not that I had to do much encouraging."

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He couldn't resist the shake of Sam's body, "You have no right. You know him and I are together. What the fuck Sam? I'd expect it from someone else, MAYBE but you? Why...!?"

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"It just happened," Sam tried to explain. He didn't make any move to free himself from his brother, accepting that whatever came to him, he probably deserved. "What I don't get is why you have a problem with it."

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"Why!?" Jim pulled up, anger giving him the strength to haul up the other man up to his face. "What the fuck is wrong with you!? Why! You're my brother, you don't do that sort of shit!"

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"You don't know what the fuck I do because I'm a miserable son of a bitch!" Sam said. He found his feet, weary of seeming weak in front of his brother. "You fuck around on him all the time. Why can't he?"

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His fingers curled into a fist. "You have no fucking clue about us, Sam. You DON'T! Don't talk shit about what you don't know!" He drove his fist towards Sam's chest, almost sloppy in his anger.

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The punch hit its target, but Sam was too close for Jim to build up the full power he needed. It was still, however, enough to knock the air out of his lungs.

Sam lunged forward, pushing Jim to the ground. Once he had him there, he had no clue what to do with him. His ribs hurt to bad to do much fighting, so Sam quickly moved to pin Jim down.

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Jim twisted hard under Sam's hands, wanting at him right now. He snarled low, bucking upwards under his brother. It was almost instinct, the need to fight.

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Sam brought more of his weight down on his struggling brother. For once he was thankful to be just that little bit larger than his brother.

He pressed back against Jim's hips, laying almost completely down on top of his brother. Sam couldn't remember the last time they had been this close. It was strange that it should happen in these circumstances. What stood out in his mind was that somewhere between being pulled out of the chair by his shirt and tackling Jim, he'd started to get hard.

And that was all his mind could grasp. The ache of his ribs and the quiet need sitting in his stomach. Without another thought, Sam closed the gap and captured Jim's mouth for a kiss.

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...

What?

Jim's mind wasn't catching up just yet. He was under Sam, who suddenly felt a million times heavier. Sam's mouth was pressed against his in a rough kiss. He could feel Sam's stubble. Sam's hips were pressed hard against his, bruisingly hard, and he could feel Sam against him.

Sam was hard.

Kissing him.

He froze.

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He felt Jim freeze underneath him. At this point, there was nothing further that he could do to piss Jim off or make this any weirder, so Sam relinquished control to his instincts. He rubbed himself against Jim a little, the friction and the excitement making him harder by the minute. Sam pulled away from Jim's mouth for a moment to gulp down fresh air, then picked up where he had left off thrusting his tongue into Jim's mouth.

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When Sam came back for more, it exploded all in Jim. Anger, heat, need, jealousy. Sam was touching Bones, using him right now. He could barely breathe as Sam pressed more against him.

So why the fuck was he getting hard?

This was SAM of all people! His big brother. Oh fuck, Oh Fuck, oh FUCK. He arched again, even as he pressed their mouths harder together.

Like he wasn't already going to hell...

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Jim was still tense beneath him, but somewhere it registered that he was now kissing him back. It was a hot and angry kiss, all lips, tongue, teeth, and gasping for air.

Sam let go of one of Jim's hands so that he could cup the bulge of Jim's cock through his pants. He waited to see how Jim would react.

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Jim's entire body shuddered, his mind racing in tiny fast-paced circles that went no where at all. He pressed into that hand, mostly on instinct. His free hand twisted up and grasped a handful of Sam's hair, nothing gentle about anything he was doing. Jim could express himself physically better than verbally any day.

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He was harder than Sam had thought he would be. Sam fumbled with the closure of Jim's pants as they continued the kiss. The hand pulling a fistful of his hair only spurred him on to push his hand into Jim's pants and grip his cock.

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No, fuck no.. ahhh! Jim arched up hard with a shuddering breath, moving his mouth and biting hard on Sam's lower lip in retribution. He was shaking just a little, too many emotions too many feelings both physical and mental racing through him.

His hand tightened more on Sam's hair, the other leaving Sam's and scraping down his back.

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Sam spread his legs to straddle Jim. The gentle pain of Jim scraping at his back only heightened the moment. Thoughts of lust and pain clouded his mind.

Carefully, he drew his brother's cock out of his pants. Sam pulled back from Jim for a moment to catch his breath and wait for approval.

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Jim just laid there on the floor, staring up at his brother. He panted, brain spinning. It could barely get beyond 'what?' at the moment, and there was Sam staring back down at him with blue intense eyes, lips kiss-bruised, parted, cock in hand.

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Staring down at Jim, Sam licked his lips. He caught a hint of blood. Sam ran his tongue over his bottom lip until he found a spot where Jim had broken the skin.

Sam shifted backwards, moving down Jim's body. He pushed Jim's legs apart, then settled down between them and stared up Jim's body and into his eyes.

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Bones knew something was up when he couldn't find Jim anywhere. A little prodding at the computer told him that he was in a shuttlebay, and he wasn't alone. Fuck - the last time Sam and Jim were in the same room, Sam ended up with cracked ribs and bruises all over.

Heading down to find them, to see what sort of damage had been done - what he found was totally unexpected.

He didn't know what to say. What could he say? The loudest voice in his head screamed 'LEAVE LEAVE NOW' but his legs failed him. His voice failed him. Thoughts failed him.

Rooted to the spot, he simply stared at them.

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Jim's lips parted, closed. His expression was one of pure shock, even though the cock in Sam's hand was hard. He swallowed visibly, for the first time actually looking completely unsure about something involving sex. His hands dropped, nails digging into the shuttle's floor.

What the hell were they doing? He was supposed to be pissed at Sam! Was Sam... WHY was Sam doing this? He didn't move. Jim didn't even breathe. It was all written clear on his face - scared, horny, confused, surprised.

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His eyes locked on Jim's, Sam parted his lips and stuck out his tongue just slightly so that he could give the head of Jim's cock an experimental lick. Above him, Jim looked scared. For a moment he wondered if he should stop.

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"Sam!"

Suddenly his voice appeared, out of nowhere Bones heard himself calling out for them to stop. This was insane, it was wrong, Jim looked... unsure, Sam looked worried.

They also looked beaten. What the fuck had happened here?

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Jim wondered, in a crazily focused thought just for a second, if this was what other people saw when he was going to suck him off - all brilliant blue eyes and blond hair and high cheek bones and hunger. He started to shake just a little as Sam leaned in, as heat touched him and sizzled through him straight up to his mouth to force out a sound, back arching up as his eyes rolled back...

"Sam!"

He shattered like a plate being dropped. He was pretty sure his heat beat stopped in the same moment. The world snapped back like an overly stretched rubberband being let go from its breaking point.

Bones.

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Jim was beautiful any angle really, but this one was particularly fantastic. He wanted to touch him. To keep touching him, but he had already gone far enough.

"Sam!"

It broke his concentration. Sam pulled away from Jim's cock, still holding it in his hand, and looked up at McCoy.

This could be it for everything, Sam realized. It was all so fucked up.