Part 1 of the Five Things Prompts
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wook77Title:Five times Kirk went home with someone else, and one time he didn't (cause Bones finally spoke up)
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: PG-13
Requestor:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
the_rainbow_jen
1.) They're out at a bar (of course they are. They don't go anywhere else). Bones watches as Kirk flirts and charms the girl and her boyfriend. It's a thing of beauty the way that he works both of them around to his way of thinking. Of course, his way of thinking is him joining the pair of them. And, of course, they agree. He wouldn't be James Tiberius Kirk if he doesn't land them both.
"Heading out, my friend," Jim says, clapping him on the back. Bones doesn't have anything to say to that that doesn't sound entirely too bitter, even for him. Instead, he raises his glass and salutes Jim.
"You want to join us? I bet they'd be open to it," Jim offers.
"I don't want your sloppy seconds." He's bitter and he doesn't care. Jim can go home with whomever he wants. It's not Bones's issue (even if it is in his own head).
Jim looks like he's about to respond to Bones's snideness, but then he just shakes his head and stops. "See you tomorrow?"
"Sure thing," Bones says, saluting with his glass once more. He watches as Jim walks back and slings an arm around the waits of both the girl and the boy while jealousy curls deep.
2.) "Look at the size of those!" Jim says as he prods Bones. Bones looks and doesn't see anything beyond the usual tourist trap clutter and junk.
"Yes, Jim, those are large umbrellas," he responds, voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Not those, Bones, those." Jim steps behind Bones and then reaches around him, gripping his chin and pointing his gaze at a humanoid female with six, large breasts. Bones doesn't give two shits about the breasts. What he really cares about is the way that Jim's pressing into his back, so close that they feel like they're one, and his hands are on Bones. It's hard not to lean back into that body, to place his own hands over Jim's and entwine their fingers. It's hard keeping it inside.
"Don't wait up for me," Jim says and scampers away, hurrying through the crowd after the female.
3.) The Officer's Lounge had slowly emptied until it was just the four of them: Bones, Jim, Spock and Uhura. Their conversations stay work related and professional but Bones can't help feeling jealous over the way that Jim leans into Spock as all four of them talk, the way that he claps Spock on the shoulder the way he usually reserves for Bones.
The warning sounds for change of shift and he and Uhura stand to leave.
"Guess it's just you and me, Spock," Jim says.
"Correct, Captain," Spock says and Bones just wants to punch his smarmy, Vulcan face. "Perhaps a game of chess?"
"Sure thing," Jim agrees and, after saying their goodbyes, they walk out the door. Bones glares while his fists clench at the way that Jim slings an arm around Spock's shoulders.
4.) "Get a drink, Jim?" he offers as they come off shift together.
"Can't. Gonna go spar with Sulu. He's going to teach me how to use his sword," Jim says and follows it up with a leer and a dirty laugh.
"Good luck with that," Bones says and walks away before he can hit the wall or Jim. Preferably Jim.
5.) "Going to make it an early night," Jim says out of nowhere. They're in Bones's quarters and they'd been playing chess. It's not a shock that Jim's planning on leaving, he's losign and he's never been a good loser at chess.
"Course you are, you're losing," Bones says as he leans back in his chair and slides a piece across the board. "Check."
"I've got a hot date, I'll have you know," Jim says and tries to shift his king away.
"Oh yeah? Who with?"
"Two friends."
"Course it's two."
"Don't you want to know who they are?"
"Checkmate," Bones says as he slides his queen.
"Well, that was enlightening. I'm off to my date with Big Jim and Tiberius." Jim winks and then saunters out of the room.
It takes Bones only a minute to figure out just who the hell "Big Jim" and "Tiberius" are. Of course Jim would name is cock and hand.
And that One.) Desperate times call for desperate measures. All's fair in love and war. What goes around, comes around. The early chicken gets the worm. He who laughs last, laughs best.
It's not or never. Seize the day. Carpe Diem.
Fuck, he can't do this. No matter what clichéd saying he repeats in his head, nothing is ever going to make him go up to Jim, grab him, kiss him and then demand that they go back to his room for some serious sex.
"You want to what?" Jim says as he looks up from their meal in the canteen.
"Dammit, Jim," Bones says and blushes.
"You're blushing," he says back and then smirks.
"You're an asshole," Bones mutters and picks at his broccoli. His appetite is suddenly gone.
"How long?" Jim asks, raising an eyebrow and the smirk completely gone.
"Years," he says it plainly.
"We could've been fucking each other senseless for years and you never had the balls to say anything? Christ, Bones." Jim sounds so disappointed in him before abruptly standing and grabbing his hand, tugging him along as they exit the canteen and leave their lunch trays full. "We're just going to have to make up for lost time."
Title: Five times McCoy accidentally saw Kirk naked, and one time that turned out to be not an accident at all.
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: R
Requestor:emmagrant01
1.) They go in for processing as soon as the shuttle lands. The pair of them are the only ones out of uniform and, for some fucked up reason, Starfleet has demanded that everyone wear uniforms before setting foot on Academy grounds. They're given a pile of clothes and then the officers leave them alone in a large, cavernous room. His drinking pal, Jim, just starts stripping until he's standing there naked and babbling some story about a stripper, a pair of rocks and the only damned cactus in the state of Iowa. Leonard doesn't hear the story (this time or any of the hundreds of times afterwards that Jim tells this story) because he's too busy staring at that bare ass and those bruised ribs while thinking about putting his hands all over that body.
2.) Of course Jim turns out to be his roommate, too. Of course because the universe hates Leonard McCoy and wants to fuck him six ways to Sunday. His previous training and nepotism land them both in a large room with their own private bathroom. The one where Jim promptly takes advantage of having attached to his bedroom and never, ever, wears anything out of the bathroom, stalking, damp and naked, to his closet and then dressing, bending over and showing his bare ass and tempting Leonard until he breaks his stylus because he's gripping it far too hard. Better that than grabbing on and rutting against that perfect ass.
3.) How hard is it to hang a sock on the door? Seriously. It's not that hard. You put a sign out - Fucking. Go away." and that's that. That way, Bones doesn't walk in as Jim's bent over his desk (now there's an image he's had but it's never some random stranger fucking Jim hard and fast. It's Bones. If anyone is going to fuck Jim over Bones's desk, it's Bones) and moaning.
4.) For once, Bones isn't the doctor attending to Jim's injuries. The shuttle accident (always said those things were dangerous) hadn't been particularly serious but they'd still gone down hard and there are broken bones to attend to. As Jim is the more seriously wounded, he gets the more senior officer. Bones is left treating the brand new pilot (and of course Jim is the only one that would volunteer to go up in one of those death traps with a pilot who has only ever flown simulators before). By the time Bones finishes with the pilot, the other doctor has finished cutting away Jim's clothing and left him bare on the exam table. Bones feels perverted and disgusting with the way that he fantasizes about combining treating Jim with touching all that flesh. It takes him weeks and a bottle of Jameson's to get back to normal.
5.) When Bones returns to the room after a particularly grueling exam and rotation schedule, all he can think about is the way that he wants to crawl into bed for a week and do nothing but sleep. What he gets is a crazed roommate dancing around – naked, of course – and raking his fingers across his skin. He asks what's the matter (around the laughter that he can't stop) and listens as Jim tells him about Cupcake and the box of strange powder the fucker had spilled on him "accidentally" down in the laundry room. By the time he'd gotten back to the room, this has happened. Jim's gesturing wildly and pointing at the rash that's all over his body. Bones groans and then slowly rubs medicated lotion into Jim's back and chest and thighs and arms. He studiously avoids Jim's cock, even when Jim asks him to treat it, too. Since he's refusing to look there (and using every trick known to doctors everywhere), he doesn't see the erection though he hears the moans and knows that they're going to haunt his dreams.
And that One.) After the smuggling, after Delta Vega, after Vulcan, after Earth, After Narada, Bones slips Jim into his room to sleep and finishes taking care of the wounded. When he returns to his quarters, Jim isn't anywhere around. He mutters, "So help me god, Jim, if you're back on the bridge when I told you to sleep," but he doesn't get to finish because Jim's wrapped around him and there are lips on his. He reaches out (it's automatic by this point) and touches Jim, pulling him closer and doing his best to devour Jim's mouth. His hands clasp bare ass and he moans into Jim's mouth at the sensation. Jim answers his moan with one of his own as Bones squeezes his ass hard and then walks them backwards to his bed. Pushing Jim backwards, Bones watches as Jim lands with a bounce, naked and hungry and waiting. The image burns into his mind before he follows Jim down onto the bed.
Title: Five things McCoy says he isn't (i.e. "I'm a Doctor, not a _____!") but secretly totally is.
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: PG-13
Requestor:thistlerose
1.) I'm a doctor, not a pervert. (No matter what Jim teases, he doesn't have a crush on Chekov. If Jim had half a brain, he'd realize that it's Jim that he has a crush on. As if 'crush' is a strong enough word for a man over the age of thirty when it comes to describing the want that's constantly coursing through his body every time he sees Jim. It's bad enough that he's perverted enough to fantasize about fucking Jim over one of the beds in sickbay while he's treating Jim for another set of broken ribs.)
2.) I'm a doctor, not a sex therapist. (There are times that Bones swears Jim is a sadist. There's no other reason for the way that Jim constantly brings his relationship woes to Bones instead of realizing that Bones wants him. Needs him. Loves him. He wants to tell him about the fantasies he's had and get Jim to meet his needs for once.)
3.) I'm a doctor, not a masochist. (It's not like Bones is going to help Jim with them, anyway other than providing an ear and a shoulder. And there's that one time where Bones might have unwittingly encouraged Yeoman Harrison to meet Jim in his quarters.)
4.) I'm a doctor, not a bar. (He's tired of Jim drowning his sorrows with Bones's alcohol. It's there for Bones to drown his sorrows. Still, every time some random alien shoots Jim down or he has a date with Big Jim and Tiberius instead, he sits there and pours them drinks until the alcohol runs out and they have to make a pitstop at the next station.)
5.) I'm a doctor, not a boarding house. (Jim hasn't slept in his own room for a week. He's always sleeping in Bones's, not that Bones is complaining except for the part where he is. Just to keep up appearances and all.)
Title: Five times Kirk really wishes McCoy hadn't hyposprayed him
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: PG
Requestor:elanorofcastile
1.) He hadn't had that much to drink no matter what that bartender (and, ok, there was the waitress and Bones and the blood test results all saying the same thing but they could all be wrong). If Bones hadn't hyposprayed him, he would've finally have bagged Uhura.
2.) It was just a little swelling. And a small rash. But it made his cock look huge.
3.) Bones has no clue how hard it can be to bag an Orion girl. Sure, they have a reputation but, man, it's hard to get 'em no matter what the reputation is. And right before the date? Bones had better be lucky that Gaila forgave him.
4.) He has way too many things to finish up before they get back to Earth and he gets court-martialed. So what that he's exhausted. He's got shit to accomplish, dammit.
5.) He'd meant it. He's not coming down with the flu. It's not something that can be fixed with a hypospray. That Bones thinks he was hallucinating when he'd told Bones that he loved him isn't something that he knows how to fix but even he knows that it can't be fixed with a hypospray.
Title: Five kinks Kirk never would have thought McCoy had... and one that was really freaking obvious
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: Hard R
Requestor:ktoth04
1.) If you ever ask Jim what set off Bones, he'd never be able to answer. One minute, they're talking (Jim's giving Bones shit, Bones is getting progressively more annoyed with him and that's exactly Jim's aim). The next, Jim finds himself slung over Bones's knees and Bones is spanking him. Spanking. Him. The worst part is that Jim is enjoying it, he likes the sound of Bones's hand cracking against his uniform trousers and the sharp burn as it hits. He's beyond turned on by it, his erection pressing against his trousers. When he shifts, playing along with Bones and barely struggling, his erection presses against Bones's thigh. They both still abruptly. That's when Jim realizes that the spanking is turning Bones on, too, if the erection pressing against his stomach is any sort of indication.
2.) It's not even a week after the spanking when Jim finds himself pinned against a wall in his quarters having the everlasting shit snogged out of him. Bones is just kissing and kissing and kissing. Their tongues brush and fight, dueling for control as the kiss deepens and then, abruptly, the kiss softens. It's languid and wet, soft and slow and steady. It's not even sexual (though it is sexy. Jim's human, after all). It's more of a learning thing, an affirmation of a relationship that Jim hadn't known he was ready for until Bones started kissing him and hasn't stopped yet. Jim doesn't know what to expect next other than that Bones is going to kiss them both into oblivion.
3.) Jim's never been one to be slow on the uptake, not when it comes to being captain and certainly not when it comes to sex. Still, it comes as a complete surprise when he feels Bones's hand in his lap kneading his cock. He tries to, subtly, remove that hand but it squeezes instead and he moans. Bones smirks at him and the superior look looks disgustingly familiar to Jim. Jim glares at him and tries to communicate with his eyes that this sort of behavior should not be happening in the middle of the canteen when most of the bridge crew is sitting down for a meal. It especially shouldn't be continuing as they're joined at the table by Uhura, Sulu and Chekov.
Deciding that revenge is completely and totally a dish best served warm, Jim reaches a hand over and starts massaging Bones's cock. It's already hard and, he thinks to himself, it shouldn't take long to get Bones off except for the part that Jim, himself, is so close that he's going to come long before Bones. Especially considering that Bones is having a conversation with Sulu about some sort of something or other that Jim cannot hear at all because his pulse is pounding in his cock so loud that it's the only thing that Jim can hear. He comes with a bitten lip, leaving a wet stain that means he cannot stand up anytime in the near future. Damn Bones and his love of public sex. Jim's going to get his revenge.
4.) No matter what else he says out loud, Jim loves moments like this where Bones is muttering low and quiet – small, soft words of love and endearment. He never would've thought Bones capable of such worship which is exactly why he loves these moments. Jim will never tell Bones that he can hear him, hear the way that Bones worships him, whispering "love you, love this, god you're beautiful, dammit Jim, god do I love you, touch me, god I love the feel of your skin under mine, don't leave me, don't ever leave me because I don't think that I can live without this another day, how did I live without this before, please Jim, I love you for more than this, you know that right because I love your mind and your quickness but god do I love the way that you just trust me to do anything that I want, you trust me completely and god do I ever do the same to you, I love you so much, I just want to touch and love you for forever and a day."
5.) Jim will never tire of the way that Bones will stride onto the bridge and say the most outrageous things. Things like, "Jim, you're in need of a physical" or "Jim, it's time for your allergy test. Let me hypospray you" or "Jim, you're an asshole" and each and every time, he's talking about sex. The double entendres are surprising and intriguing and exhilarating.
And that One.) The filthy things that come out of Bones's mouth shouldn't ever surprise Jim but they do. Every time. Bones is such a sarcastic, disparaging bastard that those naughty insults and words shouldn't surprise. But when Bones slaps his ass and mutters, "you're such a whore, Jim, such a dirty, filthy whore, you're going to take my cock and fucking love it, you're going to moan as I fill you and then you're going to beg me to move, aren't you, you filthy cunt?" he can't help but do exactly what Bones says.
As always, I'd love to hear what you thought.
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: PG-13
Requestor:
the_rainbow_jen1.) They're out at a bar (of course they are. They don't go anywhere else). Bones watches as Kirk flirts and charms the girl and her boyfriend. It's a thing of beauty the way that he works both of them around to his way of thinking. Of course, his way of thinking is him joining the pair of them. And, of course, they agree. He wouldn't be James Tiberius Kirk if he doesn't land them both.
"Heading out, my friend," Jim says, clapping him on the back. Bones doesn't have anything to say to that that doesn't sound entirely too bitter, even for him. Instead, he raises his glass and salutes Jim.
"You want to join us? I bet they'd be open to it," Jim offers.
"I don't want your sloppy seconds." He's bitter and he doesn't care. Jim can go home with whomever he wants. It's not Bones's issue (even if it is in his own head).
Jim looks like he's about to respond to Bones's snideness, but then he just shakes his head and stops. "See you tomorrow?"
"Sure thing," Bones says, saluting with his glass once more. He watches as Jim walks back and slings an arm around the waits of both the girl and the boy while jealousy curls deep.
2.) "Look at the size of those!" Jim says as he prods Bones. Bones looks and doesn't see anything beyond the usual tourist trap clutter and junk.
"Yes, Jim, those are large umbrellas," he responds, voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Not those, Bones, those." Jim steps behind Bones and then reaches around him, gripping his chin and pointing his gaze at a humanoid female with six, large breasts. Bones doesn't give two shits about the breasts. What he really cares about is the way that Jim's pressing into his back, so close that they feel like they're one, and his hands are on Bones. It's hard not to lean back into that body, to place his own hands over Jim's and entwine their fingers. It's hard keeping it inside.
"Don't wait up for me," Jim says and scampers away, hurrying through the crowd after the female.
3.) The Officer's Lounge had slowly emptied until it was just the four of them: Bones, Jim, Spock and Uhura. Their conversations stay work related and professional but Bones can't help feeling jealous over the way that Jim leans into Spock as all four of them talk, the way that he claps Spock on the shoulder the way he usually reserves for Bones.
The warning sounds for change of shift and he and Uhura stand to leave.
"Guess it's just you and me, Spock," Jim says.
"Correct, Captain," Spock says and Bones just wants to punch his smarmy, Vulcan face. "Perhaps a game of chess?"
"Sure thing," Jim agrees and, after saying their goodbyes, they walk out the door. Bones glares while his fists clench at the way that Jim slings an arm around Spock's shoulders.
4.) "Get a drink, Jim?" he offers as they come off shift together.
"Can't. Gonna go spar with Sulu. He's going to teach me how to use his sword," Jim says and follows it up with a leer and a dirty laugh.
"Good luck with that," Bones says and walks away before he can hit the wall or Jim. Preferably Jim.
5.) "Going to make it an early night," Jim says out of nowhere. They're in Bones's quarters and they'd been playing chess. It's not a shock that Jim's planning on leaving, he's losign and he's never been a good loser at chess.
"Course you are, you're losing," Bones says as he leans back in his chair and slides a piece across the board. "Check."
"I've got a hot date, I'll have you know," Jim says and tries to shift his king away.
"Oh yeah? Who with?"
"Two friends."
"Course it's two."
"Don't you want to know who they are?"
"Checkmate," Bones says as he slides his queen.
"Well, that was enlightening. I'm off to my date with Big Jim and Tiberius." Jim winks and then saunters out of the room.
It takes Bones only a minute to figure out just who the hell "Big Jim" and "Tiberius" are. Of course Jim would name is cock and hand.
And that One.) Desperate times call for desperate measures. All's fair in love and war. What goes around, comes around. The early chicken gets the worm. He who laughs last, laughs best.
It's not or never. Seize the day. Carpe Diem.
Fuck, he can't do this. No matter what clichéd saying he repeats in his head, nothing is ever going to make him go up to Jim, grab him, kiss him and then demand that they go back to his room for some serious sex.
"You want to what?" Jim says as he looks up from their meal in the canteen.
"Dammit, Jim," Bones says and blushes.
"You're blushing," he says back and then smirks.
"You're an asshole," Bones mutters and picks at his broccoli. His appetite is suddenly gone.
"How long?" Jim asks, raising an eyebrow and the smirk completely gone.
"Years," he says it plainly.
"We could've been fucking each other senseless for years and you never had the balls to say anything? Christ, Bones." Jim sounds so disappointed in him before abruptly standing and grabbing his hand, tugging him along as they exit the canteen and leave their lunch trays full. "We're just going to have to make up for lost time."
Title: Five times McCoy accidentally saw Kirk naked, and one time that turned out to be not an accident at all.
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: R
Requestor:
emmagrant011.) They go in for processing as soon as the shuttle lands. The pair of them are the only ones out of uniform and, for some fucked up reason, Starfleet has demanded that everyone wear uniforms before setting foot on Academy grounds. They're given a pile of clothes and then the officers leave them alone in a large, cavernous room. His drinking pal, Jim, just starts stripping until he's standing there naked and babbling some story about a stripper, a pair of rocks and the only damned cactus in the state of Iowa. Leonard doesn't hear the story (this time or any of the hundreds of times afterwards that Jim tells this story) because he's too busy staring at that bare ass and those bruised ribs while thinking about putting his hands all over that body.
2.) Of course Jim turns out to be his roommate, too. Of course because the universe hates Leonard McCoy and wants to fuck him six ways to Sunday. His previous training and nepotism land them both in a large room with their own private bathroom. The one where Jim promptly takes advantage of having attached to his bedroom and never, ever, wears anything out of the bathroom, stalking, damp and naked, to his closet and then dressing, bending over and showing his bare ass and tempting Leonard until he breaks his stylus because he's gripping it far too hard. Better that than grabbing on and rutting against that perfect ass.
3.) How hard is it to hang a sock on the door? Seriously. It's not that hard. You put a sign out - Fucking. Go away." and that's that. That way, Bones doesn't walk in as Jim's bent over his desk (now there's an image he's had but it's never some random stranger fucking Jim hard and fast. It's Bones. If anyone is going to fuck Jim over Bones's desk, it's Bones) and moaning.
4.) For once, Bones isn't the doctor attending to Jim's injuries. The shuttle accident (always said those things were dangerous) hadn't been particularly serious but they'd still gone down hard and there are broken bones to attend to. As Jim is the more seriously wounded, he gets the more senior officer. Bones is left treating the brand new pilot (and of course Jim is the only one that would volunteer to go up in one of those death traps with a pilot who has only ever flown simulators before). By the time Bones finishes with the pilot, the other doctor has finished cutting away Jim's clothing and left him bare on the exam table. Bones feels perverted and disgusting with the way that he fantasizes about combining treating Jim with touching all that flesh. It takes him weeks and a bottle of Jameson's to get back to normal.
5.) When Bones returns to the room after a particularly grueling exam and rotation schedule, all he can think about is the way that he wants to crawl into bed for a week and do nothing but sleep. What he gets is a crazed roommate dancing around – naked, of course – and raking his fingers across his skin. He asks what's the matter (around the laughter that he can't stop) and listens as Jim tells him about Cupcake and the box of strange powder the fucker had spilled on him "accidentally" down in the laundry room. By the time he'd gotten back to the room, this has happened. Jim's gesturing wildly and pointing at the rash that's all over his body. Bones groans and then slowly rubs medicated lotion into Jim's back and chest and thighs and arms. He studiously avoids Jim's cock, even when Jim asks him to treat it, too. Since he's refusing to look there (and using every trick known to doctors everywhere), he doesn't see the erection though he hears the moans and knows that they're going to haunt his dreams.
And that One.) After the smuggling, after Delta Vega, after Vulcan, after Earth, After Narada, Bones slips Jim into his room to sleep and finishes taking care of the wounded. When he returns to his quarters, Jim isn't anywhere around. He mutters, "So help me god, Jim, if you're back on the bridge when I told you to sleep," but he doesn't get to finish because Jim's wrapped around him and there are lips on his. He reaches out (it's automatic by this point) and touches Jim, pulling him closer and doing his best to devour Jim's mouth. His hands clasp bare ass and he moans into Jim's mouth at the sensation. Jim answers his moan with one of his own as Bones squeezes his ass hard and then walks them backwards to his bed. Pushing Jim backwards, Bones watches as Jim lands with a bounce, naked and hungry and waiting. The image burns into his mind before he follows Jim down onto the bed.
Title: Five things McCoy says he isn't (i.e. "I'm a Doctor, not a _____!") but secretly totally is.
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: PG-13
Requestor:
thistlerose1.) I'm a doctor, not a pervert. (No matter what Jim teases, he doesn't have a crush on Chekov. If Jim had half a brain, he'd realize that it's Jim that he has a crush on. As if 'crush' is a strong enough word for a man over the age of thirty when it comes to describing the want that's constantly coursing through his body every time he sees Jim. It's bad enough that he's perverted enough to fantasize about fucking Jim over one of the beds in sickbay while he's treating Jim for another set of broken ribs.)
2.) I'm a doctor, not a sex therapist. (There are times that Bones swears Jim is a sadist. There's no other reason for the way that Jim constantly brings his relationship woes to Bones instead of realizing that Bones wants him. Needs him. Loves him. He wants to tell him about the fantasies he's had and get Jim to meet his needs for once.)
3.) I'm a doctor, not a masochist. (It's not like Bones is going to help Jim with them, anyway other than providing an ear and a shoulder. And there's that one time where Bones might have unwittingly encouraged Yeoman Harrison to meet Jim in his quarters.)
4.) I'm a doctor, not a bar. (He's tired of Jim drowning his sorrows with Bones's alcohol. It's there for Bones to drown his sorrows. Still, every time some random alien shoots Jim down or he has a date with Big Jim and Tiberius instead, he sits there and pours them drinks until the alcohol runs out and they have to make a pitstop at the next station.)
5.) I'm a doctor, not a boarding house. (Jim hasn't slept in his own room for a week. He's always sleeping in Bones's, not that Bones is complaining except for the part where he is. Just to keep up appearances and all.)
Title: Five times Kirk really wishes McCoy hadn't hyposprayed him
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: PG
Requestor:
elanorofcastile1.) He hadn't had that much to drink no matter what that bartender (and, ok, there was the waitress and Bones and the blood test results all saying the same thing but they could all be wrong). If Bones hadn't hyposprayed him, he would've finally have bagged Uhura.
2.) It was just a little swelling. And a small rash. But it made his cock look huge.
3.) Bones has no clue how hard it can be to bag an Orion girl. Sure, they have a reputation but, man, it's hard to get 'em no matter what the reputation is. And right before the date? Bones had better be lucky that Gaila forgave him.
4.) He has way too many things to finish up before they get back to Earth and he gets court-martialed. So what that he's exhausted. He's got shit to accomplish, dammit.
5.) He'd meant it. He's not coming down with the flu. It's not something that can be fixed with a hypospray. That Bones thinks he was hallucinating when he'd told Bones that he loved him isn't something that he knows how to fix but even he knows that it can't be fixed with a hypospray.
Title: Five kinks Kirk never would have thought McCoy had... and one that was really freaking obvious
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: Hard R
Requestor:
ktoth041.) If you ever ask Jim what set off Bones, he'd never be able to answer. One minute, they're talking (Jim's giving Bones shit, Bones is getting progressively more annoyed with him and that's exactly Jim's aim). The next, Jim finds himself slung over Bones's knees and Bones is spanking him. Spanking. Him. The worst part is that Jim is enjoying it, he likes the sound of Bones's hand cracking against his uniform trousers and the sharp burn as it hits. He's beyond turned on by it, his erection pressing against his trousers. When he shifts, playing along with Bones and barely struggling, his erection presses against Bones's thigh. They both still abruptly. That's when Jim realizes that the spanking is turning Bones on, too, if the erection pressing against his stomach is any sort of indication.
2.) It's not even a week after the spanking when Jim finds himself pinned against a wall in his quarters having the everlasting shit snogged out of him. Bones is just kissing and kissing and kissing. Their tongues brush and fight, dueling for control as the kiss deepens and then, abruptly, the kiss softens. It's languid and wet, soft and slow and steady. It's not even sexual (though it is sexy. Jim's human, after all). It's more of a learning thing, an affirmation of a relationship that Jim hadn't known he was ready for until Bones started kissing him and hasn't stopped yet. Jim doesn't know what to expect next other than that Bones is going to kiss them both into oblivion.
3.) Jim's never been one to be slow on the uptake, not when it comes to being captain and certainly not when it comes to sex. Still, it comes as a complete surprise when he feels Bones's hand in his lap kneading his cock. He tries to, subtly, remove that hand but it squeezes instead and he moans. Bones smirks at him and the superior look looks disgustingly familiar to Jim. Jim glares at him and tries to communicate with his eyes that this sort of behavior should not be happening in the middle of the canteen when most of the bridge crew is sitting down for a meal. It especially shouldn't be continuing as they're joined at the table by Uhura, Sulu and Chekov.
Deciding that revenge is completely and totally a dish best served warm, Jim reaches a hand over and starts massaging Bones's cock. It's already hard and, he thinks to himself, it shouldn't take long to get Bones off except for the part that Jim, himself, is so close that he's going to come long before Bones. Especially considering that Bones is having a conversation with Sulu about some sort of something or other that Jim cannot hear at all because his pulse is pounding in his cock so loud that it's the only thing that Jim can hear. He comes with a bitten lip, leaving a wet stain that means he cannot stand up anytime in the near future. Damn Bones and his love of public sex. Jim's going to get his revenge.
4.) No matter what else he says out loud, Jim loves moments like this where Bones is muttering low and quiet – small, soft words of love and endearment. He never would've thought Bones capable of such worship which is exactly why he loves these moments. Jim will never tell Bones that he can hear him, hear the way that Bones worships him, whispering "love you, love this, god you're beautiful, dammit Jim, god do I love you, touch me, god I love the feel of your skin under mine, don't leave me, don't ever leave me because I don't think that I can live without this another day, how did I live without this before, please Jim, I love you for more than this, you know that right because I love your mind and your quickness but god do I love the way that you just trust me to do anything that I want, you trust me completely and god do I ever do the same to you, I love you so much, I just want to touch and love you for forever and a day."
5.) Jim will never tire of the way that Bones will stride onto the bridge and say the most outrageous things. Things like, "Jim, you're in need of a physical" or "Jim, it's time for your allergy test. Let me hypospray you" or "Jim, you're an asshole" and each and every time, he's talking about sex. The double entendres are surprising and intriguing and exhilarating.
And that One.) The filthy things that come out of Bones's mouth shouldn't ever surprise Jim but they do. Every time. Bones is such a sarcastic, disparaging bastard that those naughty insults and words shouldn't surprise. But when Bones slaps his ass and mutters, "you're such a whore, Jim, such a dirty, filthy whore, you're going to take my cock and fucking love it, you're going to moan as I fill you and then you're going to beg me to move, aren't you, you filthy cunt?" he can't help but do exactly what Bones says.
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Date: 2009-06-17 05:16 am (UTC)So ramble is to say, BWEE on someone else enjoying the filthy-mouthed!Bones!
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Date: 2009-06-17 03:45 pm (UTC)