Apples - McCoy/Kirk - NC-17
Title: Apples
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: McCoy/Kirk
Rating: NC-17 (PWP)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, no offense meant.
Summary: Written for Porn Battle IX for the prompt apples
He’s still got half of that fucking apple in his hand when McCoy pins him against the wall of the dorm room, tongue darting into his mouth to lick the tart juice from the backs of his teeth.
“Dammit Jim, you could have told me.”
“That would have ruined the surprise Bones,” Kirk’s smirking and Leonard can see the apple out of the corner of his eye as Jim waves his hand through the air, “plus you probably would have tried to stop me.”
“Damn right I would have, this is probably the stupidest thing that you’ve done... and you’ve done a lot of stupid things Jim.” Leonard leans forwards and slides their lips together to soften the blow of the words. Not that anything could dampen Jim’s spirits right now, he just beat the Kobayashi fucking Maru after all. Leonard grins when Jim cants his hips forwards, trying to connect them with his own. The grin just morphs into a smirk as he shifts his hips away, and he out right laughs when Jim keens in the back of his throat as his attempts at friction are thwarted.
“Common Bones!” Leonard leers lightly and drops to his knees, laughing at the hitch in Jim’s breathing he unfastens the uniform pants and tugs them down far enough to pull Jim’s cock through the slit in his briefs. He leans forwards and licks at the slit, thumb running just underneath the head as Jim’s right hand flutters near his ear, not quite ready to thread his fingers through Leonard’s hair yet. The left hand is still clutching at the apple, white knuckles contrasting against the sharp green colour.
He takes the head of Jim’s cock in his mouth and sucks hard, cheeks hollowing before he bobs down, nose brushing against the hair, the head bumps against the back of his throat as he swallows around it. He smirks as best he can when Jim groans and snakes one hand into the hair at the back of Leonard’s head.
“Bones.”
Leonard hums around Jim’s length as he presses his tongue flat against the vein in Jim’s cock, hollows his cheeks again and pulls back, a strangled moan sounding above him. He swirls his tongue around the head again and digs his fingers into Jim’s thigh with one hand to steady himself as the other reaches up to trace the crease of Jim’s ass where it meets his thigh. The hand in his hair clenches as he bobs again, he hums again and reaches behind Jim’s balls, fingers brushing gently against the smooth skin.
Jim’s hand leaves his hair and his finger’s graze Leonard’s cheek, thumb brushing his bottom lip where it’s stretched around his dick.
“So fucking hot like this Bones...” Leonard looks up at Jim, eyes flashing as he watches the other man tip his head back against the wall as his eyes close and his mouth falls open in little panting breaths. Leonard bobs his head once more and presses hard against the skin behind Jim’s balls, rocking his knuckle against Jim’s prostate as he cries out.
Leonard has the satisfaction of hearing the apple hit the floor as Jim uses both hands to grab at his hair and thrusts once, twice, into his mouth as he comes with a shout. Leonard swallows with a wince and he’s hauled to his feet. Jim tugs him forwards and works his hand down the front of Leonard’s pants as he crushes their mouths together in a forceful kiss. Leonard groans as Jim grips him tight and runs his hand up his length, twisting at the end in the exact way he knows makes Leonard’s knees weak.
It doesn’t take long before Leonard’s panting hard and coming in spurts against Jim’s hand. He makes a face as Jim looks at his hand before wiping across the red cadet uniform, one shoulder lifting in a shrug as he pulls Leonard in for another kiss.
“So you want to go and celebrate my victory some more?” The look that Jim’s giving him is lecherous and Leonard shrugs, zipping his pants back up and stooping down to pick the apple up off the ground, rubbing against his shirt.
“See Jim, the thing is that I just wanted the apple.” He looks Jim dead in the eye and takes a lewd slurping bite, grinning as he chews, he waves open the door and walks out, leaving Jim with his pants still open as he calls down the hallway.
“Are you serious? Bones? Bones!" Leonard laughs to himself as he walks down the hall. He knows that he’ll be back later with the good whiskey and a grin but for now he can let the kid suffer a little.