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

[kirktastic]

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.

Comments

Re: Oh Hell No.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Something seemed to swim through his head like a heady shot of liquor, making the world sway on its hinges. He tried to keep his bit of superior stance, but his body bucked under Ayel's greater strength. He pressed downwards with his hips instinctively.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

Ayel forced himself to hold still, not to move against swift strong pressure, to go slack under the contact. His hand was starting to tremble where their fingers joined, where they touched--confusion and hungry reaction looped back to him, flooded down his backbone in a hot rush, pinched closer by Kirk's hip.

The floor of his spine ached with the urge to move.

He lashed out with his free arm instead--shoved upward with bone-jarring force, snared dark uniform seams in his grasp and pulled down hard. Stunned his prey and held fast, arms and legs wrapping tight.

Mine.

He just managed not to growl.

Re: Oh Hell No.

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There was movement.

It flared up like a tsunami, all wild cat and inhuman force. Kirk vaguely heard the tearing of cloth as he tried to pull free from it, one hand squeezing and getting crushed in return.

All around him, clutching at him in desperate strength that could shatter bone. Kirk twisted, snarling, body flaring as it tried to free itself without success.

His eyes opened and glared down into black, electricity in his own.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

Kirk turned, twisted and thrashed against him to no real avail, and Ayel hummed a little in the back of his throat. Thread gave, somewhere, a distant unimportant tearing sound.

Oh. Ayel remembered that face.

He'd always wondered what it tasted like.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

This was the Romulan that had gotten under his skin in every sense. The tattoos that were gone now, along with stealing his very memories and the essence of Bones his name-soul. Once again, as they had been on the ship under different circumstances, they were on top of one another, bodies together.

Then Ayel (no, Ael, Ael) was kissing him. There was nothing gentle in it, too much anger and hatred between them. Kirk's reaction was part instinct, part anger as well. He bit down on the other's lower lip, enough to taste .

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

Teeth clashed, caught his lip--Kirk followed him, bit close, his cool slick flesh filmed with copper. Ayel shoved against him with a growl, not thinking--hardly feeling Ael, who wasn't there, who was too gentle to live, who would never have attacked--James. He was all anger and triumph and like something real. What was it, what was it, humans had two names and what had Bones called...

He would find it. There was time. Ayel clung, ground their faces together, and licked in to steal his breath.

Re: Oh Hell No.

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The taste of copper filled his mouth. Kirk snarled at it, tried to spit it out, unable. Whether it was his blood - thin-fleshed lips scraping teeth on the inside as Ayel attacked him - or Ayel's he couldn't tell. He shoved back, trying to separate them.

The skin against his was burning hot, even through the thin material of his uniform. He could remember the same feeling around his throat just before he had killed Ayel. While Nero had held him down for hours on end.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

Had to breathe. Couldn't just inhale him. And James bucked against him, jostled down, trying to get loose. Ayel dragged teeth along Kirk's cheek and broke the kiss his grip, panting.

Couldn't let him think it was his doing. Couldn't appear weak.

Re: Oh Hell No.

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Pain, light but there, flared on his cheek. He glared down at Ayel, all swooping brows and no-longer-alien markings and anger. He showed his teeth. "How did you get out?! Not going to let you hurt my crew...!" Just need to get to my phaser...!

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

"Fate." The word stole out between gritted teeth, twisted Ayel's face. Had to keep a grip on Kirk, even as he tried to jerk loose, pulled across. "Really? They seemed--" Kirk's wrist turned under his and he yanked it down, coiled his free arm over it. Pinched his elbow in tight against James' side, tilted his hip. "--glad to help us, dirtside. Your crew."

Re: Oh Hell No.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

The pang of anger-guilt-rage-sadness-fear that slammed through Kirk at Ayel's words made the world spin as much as Ayel's sudden movement did. He let out a gasp of pain, wrist screaming out in pain, trying to figure out their positions in the world again. "They wouldn't forfeit their lives!" He reached up with his only available means of fighting - all teeth - and managed to get his teeth to sink into soft skin at the pale neck.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

Blunt human teeth dug tracks, scraped an angry green crescent downward and nearly broke skin. Ayel let out a snarl and snapped his head to the side. He heard jaws click shut as he tore his outer hand free didn't belong to James, shouldn't have let him; Ayel knew he wasn't thinking clearly.

Clenched his fingers in short hair and yanked backward.

"Worry about your own."

Re: Oh Hell No.

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Kirk's breath shuddered and died in his throat. He could feel cold metal pressing the length of his spine, burning alien heat from above, and worst of all the feeling of terror that came from having his neck exposed. The delicate flesh sat still light-pink scar bright from where the tattoos had been.

The sudden, sure feeling he was about to die. Terrifying and calming. Enough that he could close his eyes and gasp out, Ael!! Not even fully a word, more a breathed sound. The name Nero had given him, he had felt in his mind as clearly as Ayel had Bones.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

He responded, leaned into the sound of his name before he knew what he was doing, knees touching floor on either side of hips tense and narrow under his.

That was him, his name curling up from cool lips that Bones knew the taste of. James pronounced it exactly as his captain did, smooth wet vowels gliding upward from low in his throat.

Ael.

Bones would have fallen on him with a soft moan, pressed husky kisses along fresh pink scars.

Ayel hooked blunt nails into them instead, clutched tight enough to get a gasp as he bit at Kirk's chin, jawbone, lips. Leaving marks. Hunting the taste of iron.

Looking for what Bones knew.

Re: Oh Hell No.

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Found the taste of iron. For all of his strength, sureness, and stride, James Kirk was only human. His skin would break under a predator's sharp teeth, no much how the predator he himself was. He pressed upwards, trying to force Ayel off of him. It hurt. There was no pleasure in this, just claws biting into his still sensitive scars and teeth scraping.

Anger-fear pulsed against Ayel's skin as it passed outwards Kirk. Kirk thought hard, thought fast. He twisted a hand up and skated fingertips over ribs until he came to the soft-smooth flesh under Ayel's armpit, followed the curve to the bicep.

He grabbed flesh between thumb and forefinger and twisted as hard as he could.

Re: Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

Flesh gave, yielded under pressure and pushed salt against his tongue, warmth seeping through slick human skin. Anger anger fear hurts shitshitshit I don't want to die here.

Pain jolted up his arm and Ayel jerked back with a hiss.

Short hair bristled under his hand as he clawed at it, golden, cool and prickled with sweat, difficult to ignore. Too close too close too close. Ayel would rattle his brain, Ayel would crack James open on the floor as soon as he remembered how, as soon as he could think beyond how tightly they were pressed together, the way Kirk's hair furrowed like damp velvet against his palm.

"What the fuck--" that word always tasted strange in his mouth, too guttural, "was that?"

He hadn't missed the way fingernails played across his ribs just before the horrendously painful twist of his arm. That was going to be an incredible bruise.

Re: Oh Hell No.

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Hearing the word fuck from Ayel's lips was jarring. His hair had to be nearly ripping out from the grip Ayel had on it. "Get the fuck off me!" Kirk was panting, eyes narrowed and dark in anger.

Shit-eating grins are foolproof camouflage.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

Kirk glared up at him, all defiance, shifted beneath him with hard rapid breaths and demanded his freedom. Just like that. Like it would be granted to him because this was his ship and he was her captain.

So you can shoot me? Again.

Ayel nuzzled with his hand, curled close and hot across the back of James' head, just to prove that he could. Shouldn't feel so good.

Teeth flashed, lips curved, but there was nothing real about the smile. The slap that accompanied it was pretty solid.

Angry. He had to stay angry or he was going to get--

"No."

A denial as much to himself as to James.

Re: Shit-eating grins are foolproof camouflage.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Pain bloomed along the side of his cheek, shocking him hot-cold in reality. His head rang with it, a flash of white-blue-red that should have worried him. His eyes went wide, staring up at Ayel in surprise.

Lips peeled back to display his teeth like a wolf, refusing to give in. Where is anyone!? Can't be happening on my own god damn ship! Bastard weighs a ton! He tried to pull his head free, but even feeling strands separate from scalp, it wasn't enough to free him from the awkward position Ayel was holding him. Even if he managed to roll or buck or twist Ayel off, that grip in his hair made it impossible to get himself free.

His hand snaked up hard and fast for Ayel's throat. At least parts of him were free. He would never stop fighting.

...I did not have you figured for the breathplay type.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

Short strands of gold shivered loose in his grip as James pulled against him, tilted up under him in an effort to pull free.

Cool fingers clenched tight, spasmed closed at the base of his throat, forced his head high and trapped his windpipe up. Didn't quite pinch it shut, that arm folded tight all along his bare chest as they struggled.

Ayel wasn't made of stone. But he was starting to feel like it. Right between his legs.

"Hold still."

Just a gasp. It was too hoarse to sound desperate.

How much you guys choked me? I figured that was natural for Romulans!

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk twisted, squeezing. He bucked upwards, and... and... no. He could feel Ayel hard against him. The sick bastard was enjoying this?! Kirk growled, squeezing harder.

That why you hesitated before you pulled the trigger? Huh. Okay. ♥

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

James pushed to get enough power behind it, fingers jutting like knives under Ayel's chin as he pressed, rocked up and squeezed hard. He actually managed to cut off the last of Ayel's air. Made him choke and everything.

Stronger than he'd thought. This was bad. This was very bad. Should definitely pound Kirk's head into the floor, now.

Blood humming in his groin ears, in his throat, squeezing back against that hand and he was pretty sure he'd never live this down anger shame anger want.

He let go, instead, reached up to grip Kirk's hand with his own. Fitted fingers together, prying down, clawing to get a breath as his other hand tore at the collar of Kirk's uniform. His leg would just have to be enough insurance against that gun, had to trust that James was sufficiently distracted.

Ayel would do his level best to keep him that way. He ground back against Kirk's hips, rattled out a snarl.

There was not even a hint of a moan in it.

No, just wanted to get my witty line in.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

The last pieces of his shirt uniform were tearing away, freed from his body and left to fall to the floor smeared by their sweat. He could hear Ayel's choked breath, then silence as his hand was forced down from the tender flesh.

Couldn't reach his phaser, couldn't get past a strong thigh that he scratched his nails down. But his head was free. He started to try and hook his arm under that same thigh, trying to peel the other body off of his. His body hummed, screamed, thrumming as Ayel tore at him, ground against him.

It shouldn't have made him shudder.

Line. Pole. Worm. I know there's a fishing joke in here somewhere.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

Kirk was fairly clawing his leg, trying to pry cold human fingers in past his thigh, wracked by a shudder as he glared up at Ayel.

He smirked and squeezed down hard, pinned the back of Kirk's hand on his own hip and trapped it beside--well. It was not his that fault James struggled so beautifully.

It was just a--rather prominent natural reaction. That was all.