[Home is Where You Believe You Belong] -- [Open]

[kirktastic]

(OOC: This is meant to be the Enterprise making planet side on Risa, so feel free to post here, do your own post, whatever you decide!)

"Welcome to the Risa Space Dock. We hope you enjoy your stay."

More welcomed words Jim hadn't heard in a good, long while. Had it only been a year since the Enterprise limped to this very same space dock after taking damage from the Klingons? It seemed like a lifetime ago he had seen the planet on the forward view screen, and with only a glance around the bridge, it seemed most of his crew was thinking the same thing. He gave an easy smile, knowing that on the planet below was the home he shared with Bones, the chance for everyone to spend their holidays not worrying about space and enemies and crazy things happening, and some time to just be himself instead of Captain.

So much had changed in a year. Jim was pretty sure he would never take any of it back. Well, maybe some of it.

He would be one of the last to leave the ship, so he took no effort to get up immediately. "You're all dismissed once you've shut your stations down. Enjoy your holidays." He leaned back in his chair, giving a smile and a goodbye to each person who did the same. Even if he wasn't the biggest fan of them, he knew his crew loved this time of year. It was a chance to think of family, friends, life.

Jim planned on a lot of riding, eating, swimming, sunning, camping, and sex. It seemed like the perfect vacation to him. Also, the idea of everyone getting together at some point... didn't hold the fear he felt for it last year. Maybe... he could manage it. He also wanted to see if he could get an extra special guest to be brought to Risa for Bones, but it would be tricky managing it. He'd sure as hell try, though.

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"If you're done down there... you know the bridge is completely clear, just little old me up here all by myself..."

Nope. No tease in his voice. Not at all. He wondered if Bones would even take him up on it or would want to wait until they were down below.

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There wasn't a reply, at least not right away. But about five minutes later the door to the bridge slid open and Bones stepped onto the empty bridge, dressed in an old button down and jeans. He tossed his travel bag onto the empty chair at the Science station, and cocked his head at Jim.

"You called?"

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Jim took a few seconds to get his eyeful of his delicious CMO, then smirked as he leaned back in his chair. "So I did." He gestured for Bones to come closer, reaching up and tangling his fingers into that shirt. "...Looking good, Bones, looking good..."

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Bones closed the distance between them, reaching to touch Jim's hair. "I thought you were busy..." he murmured, looking down into the blue eyes that still caught his breath when he saw them looking back at him like that.

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"Takes forever to clear out a ship this size," Jim said quietly back, looking up to Bones. This was the man he bought a home for, let into his quarters and every inch of his life. It was almost frightening how he still desired him like it was their first time, how instead of things becoming commonplace Jim found himself discovering things he didn't know. "...Got some time to waste for now."

He tugged lightly, pulling Bones down into his lap so for now they could both see the screen. "...Home, I guess?" Questioning because he wasn't truly sure. Home was this ship, their home was down on the planet, or was it Earth because that was where they came from? ..Hell, home was right there in his arms, but Jim was learning there was more than one type of home.

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"Hell of a house," Bones replied, nosing at Jim's ear as his arms wrapped around him, finding a balance on his lap. His mouth moved closer to Jim's ear. "People make it a home," he whispered, as if the words were too intimate for daylight.

He could see the damned sybarite planet floating below then, and right now, Bones hadn't ever seen anything prettier. "What do you want to do first when we get down there?"

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Jim wrapped his arms around him in return, holding Bones close in the intimate little moment. "That's why you're my home," Jim said quietly, a wry smile because he knew it sounded cheesy.

"Mm... make sure the people I hired to keep the place neat did their job, then it's a tie between have a beer and lay out on the beach and reacquainting myself with you and the bed."

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"You, you too," he murmured, cupping Jim's cheek with one hand. There were things he wanted to say, words in his heart that stayed inside for now. But the blush on his face told what his mouth couldn't - that he felt everything Jim did, all of it.

Kissing the smile off of Jim left him breathless. "Those are two very good ideas, captain," Bones told him, lips dragging along Jim's jawline. "Gonna have a lot of time for both those things, I hope... and some camping," he added with a little smile of his own.

Their own Christmas tradition - it made him grin to think about their future, how they would continue it as long as they could find a place to pitch their tent.

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"Wouldn't be Christmas without camping." Jim cupped the back of Bones' neck, tilting his head so Bones could continue. "I plan to make sure every inch of that house gets introduced to us, that barbecue on the back deck gets a lot of use, and so does the beach behind the house."

Seeing Bones blush was pretty rare, and Jim couldn't help his huge grin at the sight of it.

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"Lots of good memories of that place," he murmured, continuing his explorations of Jim's throat. Where they had first been together, that first time, learning each others bodies all over that house; every room filled with moans and sighs and skin.

"I sure like it when you smile," Bones told him, pulling his head back to drop a little kiss on Jim's lips, then pressing their foreheads together. "You doing good?" he asked, looking at Jim carefully. Things had been so hectic lately, with getting everything and everyone prepared for shore leave, they'd missed their early mornings and late night conversations, the only time that was set aside for them.

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It was tough sometimes, with their schedules, to find time just for each other. Sickbay was a hell of a place to run, and Jim was constantly needed somewhere, so mornings and bedtime became important time. "Doing good," Jim murmured, giving a small smile back. "How about you?" It was his turn to search Bones' face. It was a game of trust, having to trust that Bones would actually tell him if something was wrong, and knowing he was being trusted to do the same.

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"Okay," he replied, knowing Jim wasn't just talking about Sickbay - if something were up there, Bones wouldn't hesitate to tell Jim. But the small things, the more personal problems, this was where they were still learning to trust and open up. "You know, Christmas and all," he said, knowing Jim would understand. Neither man was truly comfortable with the holiday season.

"Seems like last year there was more to worry about, with all the new people on board, everyone wanting us to celebrate." It had been weird, his mother on board, planning parties with George. "But for some reason, though no one has really brought it up, I feel really strange about it all."

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"Now that you mention it..." Jim's brows went together as he thought about it. "I haven't heard anything at all about the holidays from anyone. Maybe they learned from last year?" But he sounded a bit dubious about it. Why was that?

"...Christmas. We'll have each other, that's enough for me." Jim smiled, brushing his fingertips through Bones' fingers.

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"...Always been enough," Bones murmured back, lacing their fingers together. Small touch that meant so much. "Want to do better than that, Jim," he said quietly, their faces close together. "Want to give you everything."

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"You do give me everything," Jim said back, squeezing Bones' hand. "Not anything more I could ask for." He shifted his head so their cheeks pressed together, his eyes closing.

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But there was more they could give each other - maybe it didn't mean so much in the long run, just some words, a promise.

Maybe one day... "Then we agree, no presents for each other?" he asked, playfully arching a brow. Jim was a sneaky son of a bitch, and Bones needed some reassurance that he wasn't going to be left empty-handed again this year, no gift for Jim.

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Knowing exactly what Bones was getting at, Jim just laughed. "Nothing this year. I could never top last year so as long as you're okay with the gift of incredibly sex, I think we're good." He slipped a hand down to squeeze Bones' ass with a waggle of his brows.

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"Well, alright then," he rested his arms around Jim's shoulders, pulling him close as Jim's hands slid down his body. Nothing else ever made him feel quite as loved and wanted.

"All I want to open up Christmas morning is some warm biscuits over a campfire, and this..." Bones let his fingers dangle low, slipping under Jim's waistband as their eyes met. "I think this could be the best trip ever, you know?"

He couldn't explain why he felt so optimistic about their shore leave, he just did.

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Jim shuddered, feeling himself start to get very interested in Bones' touch. "Shit, Bones... least let me lock down the bridge if you're going to go that far." He laughed, but it was a low sound that made his eyes dance. "You, campfire, and nature? Sounds like my idea of a perfect holiday..."

He nuzzled softly at Bones' neck, turning him around slightly so Bones' legs ended up on either side of him.

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Bones tilted back a little. "You haven't locked it down already?" he asked, mock irritation on his face giving way to amusement. Leaning back toward Jim, he kissed him once more, lingering, before pulling away with a sigh.

Camping... Jim had taught him about camping. Jim, for being as young as he was, had taught Bones a lot of things, about love and sex and relationships and what it meant to really trust someone.

And how to come to love and enjoy something as god-awful as camping. "No, Jim," he whispered in his ear, his knees settling against Jim's hips. He could feel just how 'interested' Jim was getting... felt so good, their erections rubbing against each other, made him want to bend him over the chair and take him right now. "I'm gonna make you wait until we get down there before I pull these off, and suck your cock."

Make them both wait, but fuck if he was going to let Jim see how badly he wanted it right now, too (as if it wasn't completely written all over his face and tenting his pants).

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Jim let out a small breath, groaning low as he lost Bones' lips against his. He shuddered at Bones' words, grabbing his ass and giving a grind against him. "You're such a cock tease," Jim growled, his eyes playful. He'd ruin Bones later. "...evil, evil doctor."

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"No teasing, darlin'," he spoke against Jim's lips, hips canting shallowly twice against Jim. "I'm gonna exhaust you tonight, I fuckin' promise."

And tomorrow morning. And the next evening. And probably sometime in between.

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Jim wasn't about to just let him escape with that, though. Jim slid his fingers into Bones' hair, holding his skull and kissing him hard. "I'll keep you to that promise," murmured back, every inch of him wanting Bones now despite that promise.

He let out a breath and let his own head fall back, staring into those dark eyes. "How do you still do that to me?"

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Bones had spent a long time hoping that one day he'd see that look in Jim's eyes. Focused, serious, totally honest and open. Full of raw emotion, real emotion.

Sometimes it was too much, that look. Made his heart hurt to look at Jim, staring back at him like that, heart in his eyes. So there was a playful smile on his lips when he spoke next, his voice low and his heart beating fast as he tried to lighten the mood. "I think its 'cause you love me." Words he could have never imagined saying last year, though he knew it, felt it.

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"Sounds about right." He touched their lips together, then started to stand to nudge Bones off his lap. "I need to get my bag, since you won't let me get any until we get down to Risa... and I need to walk something off." He laughed, no hard feelings, but damn he would jump Bones as soon as they got inside.