[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

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.