Body Shots
Title: Body Shots
Rating: an R, I suppose?
Fandom: ST xi
Genre: PWP
Disclaimer: not mine
Pairing: Gaila/Bones/Jim, with voyeur!Jim.
Warnings: slightly public sex, threesome (in intent)
A/n: written for norwegianwood23 's STXI kink meme prompt, "Maybe they're in a bar at the Academy? Or maybe it's just a party on the Enterprise. Or even the holodeck. Either way, I want Gaila doing body shots off of Bones. Possibly with an audience." Edited since initial posting.
Gaila's very glad Jim had convinced his friend to come to the party. He's hot, in a tall-dark-and-grumpy sort of way, and suitably buzzed, his inhibitions have started to disappear. She, of course, makes sure he was aware of what's going to on and is ok with it, but knows this would never, ever happen if he were sober. Gaila hopes tonight changes that as she and Jim maneuver him into a nicely deserted corner of the living room. The music pounds through the space, buzzing in their chests, and he looks at them with wide, anxious, and excited eyes. He's just buzzed to be willing, and while he doesn't know how this is going to go down, he wants it ("Body shots, Bones, can you imagine that? My eyes on you, Gaila licking your skin as you writhe under her?").
Gaila and Jim share a grin and she wraps her arms around Leonard, pulled him tight against her. She peels his shirt off, licking her way up his torso and she does so, Jim hovers in the background, citrus slices, a shot glass, and tequila in hand. His skin tastes of fresh sweat and something indescribably human. She likes it and Gaila is glad her tolerance for Terran booze is high because she intends to do this until either Leonard is incoherent, Jim pushes her off, or joins in. She knows which she prefers.
Humming against his throat, she pushes him down and clambers on top of him, resting lightly on the top of his thighs before leaning forward to kiss him as Jim settles next to them. Leonard threads his hands through her curly red locks and reluctantly lets her go when she pulls away, his eyes dropping to her splayed legs, short skirt, and loose, low cut top as it hangs from her shoulders. She's dressed to kill and he's currently very willing to let her do all the killing she wants. Reaching toward Jim, she retrieves a slice of lime and gently pushes it between Leonard's lips, fruit side down. Gaila has plans for that slice, oh yes, she thinks with a smirk as Jim reaches forward to pour tequila on Leonard's chest, letting it pool between his pecs as she leans down to lick the escaping liquid.
She's aware of Jim's gaze, heavy on her skin as Gaila drinks the tequila, sucking the puddle down and letting her lips brush Leonard's chest just this side of maddeningly and feels him shift to wrap his arms around her. Licking a long stripe up to his neck, Gaila presses on his biceps and he relaxes again with a soft groan. She doesn't want him to interrupt this. Yet, she thinks with a smile.
Sucking up all traces of the alcohol from his skin, she side tracks to his nipples before kissing her way up his chest and throat to take the lime from him. Gaila forces him to focus on her mouth and uses her tongue to flip it around before biting down on the sour, tangy slice, pleased to note that he stares at her with lust in his hazel eyes. Sliding it out of her mouth, she leans in to kiss him again, letting him lick his way into her mouth and taste the lime and tequila on her tongue before pulling away for another shot.
This time, Jim pours it into his naval as Gaila tucks an orange slice into his lips, moving down quickly to catch the spillover before delving in to lap up the tequila like a cat, allowing her finger tips to slide lightly under the waistband of his jeans as she probes his naval for the lingering taste, and he moans softly. Giving him her best fuck me smile as she moves up, Gaila delicately retrieves the orange from Leonard, allowing her lips to seal over his for the moment the transfer takes. She returns to his mouth after biting the orange and runs her fingers over the fly of his pants. He moans into the kiss loudly and bucks up into her.
"Shh," she admonishes as she sits up again. "Do you want everyone to see us? My tongue on your skin, in your mouth, and you arching and moaning beneath me while Jim watches us both?" When he pants loudly and tries to buck up under her weight, Gaila chuckles. "You like the thought of that, don't you? His eyes on you as you shudder your way to orgasm with just his eyes and my tongue on your skin."
He pants, glazed eyes trained on hers. "Yeah, yeah," he mutters, pressing up again as he alternates between looking at her and Jim, who's watching them with lust-blown eyes.
She laughs to herself and pins Leonard down, pressing against his chest and signals Jim for another shot with a grin and a nod. He elects to pour it on Leonard's naval again and drags his fingers up Leonard's chest on the way out. She doesn't put a slice between his lips this time, silently telling Jim to hang onto it as she shimmies back to her previous position, now resting her weight on her palms, allowing her to make eye contact while she licks and sucks on his skin, probing with her tongue. He doesn't break from her gaze, mesmerized by her eyes and mouth, and his eyes are sharper, more intent now.
Satisfied that she's gotten all the tequila off his skin, Gaila leans toward Jim and tucks the slice of orange into his mouth before kissing him to take it back, feeling Leonard shudder beneath her and listening to his stifled moan as he runs reverent hands up her thighs. Looking back at Leonard, she bites down and lets the juice explode in her mouth before dropping the orange to kiss him again, as Jim runs his hands over her skin where it peeks out between her skirt and shirt. She sighs into Leonard's mouth as he winds fingers through her hair again.
Gaila knows he's slowly sobering up, that the tequila isn't enough to keep him buzzed. And that's good. Maybe she can get him buzzed again by trading places.
Rating: an R, I suppose?
Fandom: ST xi
Genre: PWP
Disclaimer: not mine
Pairing: Gaila/Bones/Jim, with voyeur!Jim.
Warnings: slightly public sex, threesome (in intent)
A/n: written for norwegianwood23 's STXI kink meme prompt, "Maybe they're in a bar at the Academy? Or maybe it's just a party on the Enterprise. Or even the holodeck. Either way, I want Gaila doing body shots off of Bones. Possibly with an audience." Edited since initial posting.
Gaila's very glad Jim had convinced his friend to come to the party. He's hot, in a tall-dark-and-grumpy sort of way, and suitably buzzed, his inhibitions have started to disappear. She, of course, makes sure he was aware of what's going to on and is ok with it, but knows this would never, ever happen if he were sober. Gaila hopes tonight changes that as she and Jim maneuver him into a nicely deserted corner of the living room. The music pounds through the space, buzzing in their chests, and he looks at them with wide, anxious, and excited eyes. He's just buzzed to be willing, and while he doesn't know how this is going to go down, he wants it ("Body shots, Bones, can you imagine that? My eyes on you, Gaila licking your skin as you writhe under her?").
Gaila and Jim share a grin and she wraps her arms around Leonard, pulled him tight against her. She peels his shirt off, licking her way up his torso and she does so, Jim hovers in the background, citrus slices, a shot glass, and tequila in hand. His skin tastes of fresh sweat and something indescribably human. She likes it and Gaila is glad her tolerance for Terran booze is high because she intends to do this until either Leonard is incoherent, Jim pushes her off, or joins in. She knows which she prefers.
Humming against his throat, she pushes him down and clambers on top of him, resting lightly on the top of his thighs before leaning forward to kiss him as Jim settles next to them. Leonard threads his hands through her curly red locks and reluctantly lets her go when she pulls away, his eyes dropping to her splayed legs, short skirt, and loose, low cut top as it hangs from her shoulders. She's dressed to kill and he's currently very willing to let her do all the killing she wants. Reaching toward Jim, she retrieves a slice of lime and gently pushes it between Leonard's lips, fruit side down. Gaila has plans for that slice, oh yes, she thinks with a smirk as Jim reaches forward to pour tequila on Leonard's chest, letting it pool between his pecs as she leans down to lick the escaping liquid.
She's aware of Jim's gaze, heavy on her skin as Gaila drinks the tequila, sucking the puddle down and letting her lips brush Leonard's chest just this side of maddeningly and feels him shift to wrap his arms around her. Licking a long stripe up to his neck, Gaila presses on his biceps and he relaxes again with a soft groan. She doesn't want him to interrupt this. Yet, she thinks with a smile.
Sucking up all traces of the alcohol from his skin, she side tracks to his nipples before kissing her way up his chest and throat to take the lime from him. Gaila forces him to focus on her mouth and uses her tongue to flip it around before biting down on the sour, tangy slice, pleased to note that he stares at her with lust in his hazel eyes. Sliding it out of her mouth, she leans in to kiss him again, letting him lick his way into her mouth and taste the lime and tequila on her tongue before pulling away for another shot.
This time, Jim pours it into his naval as Gaila tucks an orange slice into his lips, moving down quickly to catch the spillover before delving in to lap up the tequila like a cat, allowing her finger tips to slide lightly under the waistband of his jeans as she probes his naval for the lingering taste, and he moans softly. Giving him her best fuck me smile as she moves up, Gaila delicately retrieves the orange from Leonard, allowing her lips to seal over his for the moment the transfer takes. She returns to his mouth after biting the orange and runs her fingers over the fly of his pants. He moans into the kiss loudly and bucks up into her.
"Shh," she admonishes as she sits up again. "Do you want everyone to see us? My tongue on your skin, in your mouth, and you arching and moaning beneath me while Jim watches us both?" When he pants loudly and tries to buck up under her weight, Gaila chuckles. "You like the thought of that, don't you? His eyes on you as you shudder your way to orgasm with just his eyes and my tongue on your skin."
He pants, glazed eyes trained on hers. "Yeah, yeah," he mutters, pressing up again as he alternates between looking at her and Jim, who's watching them with lust-blown eyes.
She laughs to herself and pins Leonard down, pressing against his chest and signals Jim for another shot with a grin and a nod. He elects to pour it on Leonard's naval again and drags his fingers up Leonard's chest on the way out. She doesn't put a slice between his lips this time, silently telling Jim to hang onto it as she shimmies back to her previous position, now resting her weight on her palms, allowing her to make eye contact while she licks and sucks on his skin, probing with her tongue. He doesn't break from her gaze, mesmerized by her eyes and mouth, and his eyes are sharper, more intent now.
Satisfied that she's gotten all the tequila off his skin, Gaila leans toward Jim and tucks the slice of orange into his mouth before kissing him to take it back, feeling Leonard shudder beneath her and listening to his stifled moan as he runs reverent hands up her thighs. Looking back at Leonard, she bites down and lets the juice explode in her mouth before dropping the orange to kiss him again, as Jim runs his hands over her skin where it peeks out between her skirt and shirt. She sighs into Leonard's mouth as he winds fingers through her hair again.
Gaila knows he's slowly sobering up, that the tequila isn't enough to keep him buzzed. And that's good. Maybe she can get him buzzed again by trading places.