Fic: Brand New World Part III of V
Title: A Brand New World Part III of V
Author: cero_ate
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: BDSM, Foodplay, Pregnancy sex, cbt temperature play
Pairings: Nyota/Bones/Jim
Disclaimer: Don't own, not making money off of, don't sue.
Summary:
A/N: Thanks to pervyficgirl for the beta and otherwise check part 1.
She’d watched the signs build with extreme trepidation as her pregnancy wore on. She wasn’t sure she’d be able to take care of Jim like this. Her lap was non-existent, for one. For another, she couldn’t use her strap on. It was far too sensitive down there, even if it was advisable. Which Leo had informed her it wasn’t due to the pelvic movements she’d have to engage in.
Somehow this situation hadn’t occurred to her, that she wouldn’t be able to be the one taking care of Jim like she was used to. So she was frustrated, and Jim was frustrated. If she wasn’t so frustrated she’d feel sorry for Bones who was having to deal with her. Not to mention she couldn’t sleep on her back anymore and had to sleep propped between her guys. like the fucking Enterprise in dry-dock, as Jim had unwisely compared them once. Only once though. He hadn’t dared after she’d lit into him and then stalked off. Dumbass.
But now he was itchy, and she couldn’t take care of him and Leo had never taken care of Jim like this before. She wasn’t even sure Leo had taken care of anyone like this. But Leo had come up with a compromise that she hoped would work. She would do as much as she could, direct Leo on the rest and they would take care of Jim. That way Jim would calm down, and she would calm down, and the baby itself would stop thinking she really enjoyed having her insides pulverized at the same time that she had heartburn constantly.
So far it was going well enough. Bones didn’t have a special outfit for this, and the one time they’d tried to go out shopping for something like this, he’d declared the leather pants she’d found him ridiculous and he wasn’t even touching the PVC pants. So he was naked. She, of course, couldn’t wear her corset, the garter and stalkings looked ridiculous and her ankles were too swollen to put her boots on, so she was just wearing the hat. Jim, of course, was naked. He still had the cock cage on from this morning. Bones had proven to have a few tricks up his sleeve, not to mention toys in his closet, so they were trying out some new things for Jim. They’d not let Jim even jerk off two mornings before putting him in the male chastity belt, unable to get hard since, despite how much touching they were doing. He’d been in an agony of ecstasy, loving and hating getting touched at the same time. A couple times she’d thought he was going to use his safe word, and she kept a close watch over him.
Once he came into their suite, he’d been restrained in his favorite restraints, ordered onto his knees, and blindfolded, as well as gagged. He was also entirely at their command. He’d resisted at first but a couple of crops across his ass had reminded him he wasn’t in command anymore, and wouldn’t be until they were finished. Bones favored the crop rather than her hairbrush. It did get Jim behaving faster, even if he looked very rebellious. Neither of them ever used a whip. It was on Jim’s list of noes and they respected that, of course. Flashbacks in the middle of sexy-times were a turn-off. But crops were just fine with Jim.
They hadn’t done much at first, just had Jim lay with his head against her knee, his feet in Bones’ lap, while she stroked his hair. She and Bones talked over their days. They wanted to give Jim a chance to get into the obedient mindset. She’d kept close watch on his body language; they both did. They were both skilled interpreters at it. It was as easy to read for them as a book- her from learning languages, and Bones from being a doctor. As Jim had relaxed more and more, Leo undid the chastity device, letting Jim spring up, hard and needy after three days of restraint. Bones ran his finger up Jim’s cock while Jim squirmed contentedly, unable to see what they were doing. Nyota found just like usual, she relaxed as Jim did. Bones also seemed to be losing stress. Once he was relaxed, they moved to phase two, coaxing Jim off the couch with explicit orders, and led him blindly into the bedroom. They warned him that he was still not to speak, even though his gag was about to come out.
He agreed and they removed it, letting him work his jaw around as Leo went to the kitchen and got phase two. Phase two was feeding Jim as well as each other, and Jim let them know with noises, though not words, that he liked what was going on. Although he did forget himself, and earned a sharp smack with the crop across his inner thigh. He whined at the pain and Leo scolded him that if he decided to talk, he’d earn the consequences. This wasn’t Jim talking time, this was Jim being non-verbal for them time. Once they’d made sure Jim got enough food, Nyota sat back to watch as Bones dribbled several kinds of honey in nice lines down Jim’s front, and then just as carefully licked them back up, making Jim whimper in need, pre-come forming on his cock, which Nyota wiped off with her thumb, watching Leo’s heated look as she sucked it into her mouth. Each type of honey was a different temperature. Honey was nice that way, you could heat it up or chill it and it wouldn’t lose it’s flavor. And as Leo explained to Jim, honey also had antiseptic properties, so it was very hygienic, and even beneficial. And each variety of honey had their own unique taste, which he let Jim suck off his finger to know. Nyota watched as he slowly worked his way down Jim’s body.
“There’s a reason I left you unrestrained, Jimmy-my-boy,” Bones rumbled, his southern accent thick as morasses in January. “While I fuck you, you’re gonna bring our lady off using your fingers.”
Jim made a desperate moan, either of acknowledgment of begging. At this point, Nyota wasn’t sure he was aware of anything except following orders and the rewards that got him- more of Leo, more of her. But his fingers were nimble, if fumbling at first, as he reached up to fondle her clit, using her own juices to smooth the way. Bones did minimal stretching then plowed into Jim who came, back arched, crying out hers or Leo’s name; it was a garbled mess. Bones kept fucking him as he whimpered when it got too sensitive and Jim got hard again, stroke after measured stroke, pounding him, marking him as theirs, forcing him to admit it, making him know who he belonged to, who belonged to him, because it wasn’t a one way street. She cried her own pleasure out as she came over and over again, and finally Bones came as well, timing his to come with Jim’s second orgasm.
Taking care of Jim was even better, with two of them to share the responsibility, and the pleasure. Jim was wonderfully grateful and strung out limply between them, hand pressed against Bones’ chest and Nyota’s stomach. She was surprised to note the baby had calmed down as well.
*Comments and criticism welcome, appreciated and taken into consideration
Author: cero_ate
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: BDSM, Foodplay, Pregnancy sex, cbt temperature play
Pairings: Nyota/Bones/Jim
Disclaimer: Don't own, not making money off of, don't sue.
Summary:
A/N: Thanks to pervyficgirl for the beta and otherwise check part 1.
She’d watched the signs build with extreme trepidation as her pregnancy wore on. She wasn’t sure she’d be able to take care of Jim like this. Her lap was non-existent, for one. For another, she couldn’t use her strap on. It was far too sensitive down there, even if it was advisable. Which Leo had informed her it wasn’t due to the pelvic movements she’d have to engage in.
Somehow this situation hadn’t occurred to her, that she wouldn’t be able to be the one taking care of Jim like she was used to. So she was frustrated, and Jim was frustrated. If she wasn’t so frustrated she’d feel sorry for Bones who was having to deal with her. Not to mention she couldn’t sleep on her back anymore and had to sleep propped between her guys. like the fucking Enterprise in dry-dock, as Jim had unwisely compared them once. Only once though. He hadn’t dared after she’d lit into him and then stalked off. Dumbass.
But now he was itchy, and she couldn’t take care of him and Leo had never taken care of Jim like this before. She wasn’t even sure Leo had taken care of anyone like this. But Leo had come up with a compromise that she hoped would work. She would do as much as she could, direct Leo on the rest and they would take care of Jim. That way Jim would calm down, and she would calm down, and the baby itself would stop thinking she really enjoyed having her insides pulverized at the same time that she had heartburn constantly.
So far it was going well enough. Bones didn’t have a special outfit for this, and the one time they’d tried to go out shopping for something like this, he’d declared the leather pants she’d found him ridiculous and he wasn’t even touching the PVC pants. So he was naked. She, of course, couldn’t wear her corset, the garter and stalkings looked ridiculous and her ankles were too swollen to put her boots on, so she was just wearing the hat. Jim, of course, was naked. He still had the cock cage on from this morning. Bones had proven to have a few tricks up his sleeve, not to mention toys in his closet, so they were trying out some new things for Jim. They’d not let Jim even jerk off two mornings before putting him in the male chastity belt, unable to get hard since, despite how much touching they were doing. He’d been in an agony of ecstasy, loving and hating getting touched at the same time. A couple times she’d thought he was going to use his safe word, and she kept a close watch over him.
Once he came into their suite, he’d been restrained in his favorite restraints, ordered onto his knees, and blindfolded, as well as gagged. He was also entirely at their command. He’d resisted at first but a couple of crops across his ass had reminded him he wasn’t in command anymore, and wouldn’t be until they were finished. Bones favored the crop rather than her hairbrush. It did get Jim behaving faster, even if he looked very rebellious. Neither of them ever used a whip. It was on Jim’s list of noes and they respected that, of course. Flashbacks in the middle of sexy-times were a turn-off. But crops were just fine with Jim.
They hadn’t done much at first, just had Jim lay with his head against her knee, his feet in Bones’ lap, while she stroked his hair. She and Bones talked over their days. They wanted to give Jim a chance to get into the obedient mindset. She’d kept close watch on his body language; they both did. They were both skilled interpreters at it. It was as easy to read for them as a book- her from learning languages, and Bones from being a doctor. As Jim had relaxed more and more, Leo undid the chastity device, letting Jim spring up, hard and needy after three days of restraint. Bones ran his finger up Jim’s cock while Jim squirmed contentedly, unable to see what they were doing. Nyota found just like usual, she relaxed as Jim did. Bones also seemed to be losing stress. Once he was relaxed, they moved to phase two, coaxing Jim off the couch with explicit orders, and led him blindly into the bedroom. They warned him that he was still not to speak, even though his gag was about to come out.
He agreed and they removed it, letting him work his jaw around as Leo went to the kitchen and got phase two. Phase two was feeding Jim as well as each other, and Jim let them know with noises, though not words, that he liked what was going on. Although he did forget himself, and earned a sharp smack with the crop across his inner thigh. He whined at the pain and Leo scolded him that if he decided to talk, he’d earn the consequences. This wasn’t Jim talking time, this was Jim being non-verbal for them time. Once they’d made sure Jim got enough food, Nyota sat back to watch as Bones dribbled several kinds of honey in nice lines down Jim’s front, and then just as carefully licked them back up, making Jim whimper in need, pre-come forming on his cock, which Nyota wiped off with her thumb, watching Leo’s heated look as she sucked it into her mouth. Each type of honey was a different temperature. Honey was nice that way, you could heat it up or chill it and it wouldn’t lose it’s flavor. And as Leo explained to Jim, honey also had antiseptic properties, so it was very hygienic, and even beneficial. And each variety of honey had their own unique taste, which he let Jim suck off his finger to know. Nyota watched as he slowly worked his way down Jim’s body.
“There’s a reason I left you unrestrained, Jimmy-my-boy,” Bones rumbled, his southern accent thick as morasses in January. “While I fuck you, you’re gonna bring our lady off using your fingers.”
Jim made a desperate moan, either of acknowledgment of begging. At this point, Nyota wasn’t sure he was aware of anything except following orders and the rewards that got him- more of Leo, more of her. But his fingers were nimble, if fumbling at first, as he reached up to fondle her clit, using her own juices to smooth the way. Bones did minimal stretching then plowed into Jim who came, back arched, crying out hers or Leo’s name; it was a garbled mess. Bones kept fucking him as he whimpered when it got too sensitive and Jim got hard again, stroke after measured stroke, pounding him, marking him as theirs, forcing him to admit it, making him know who he belonged to, who belonged to him, because it wasn’t a one way street. She cried her own pleasure out as she came over and over again, and finally Bones came as well, timing his to come with Jim’s second orgasm.
Taking care of Jim was even better, with two of them to share the responsibility, and the pleasure. Jim was wonderfully grateful and strung out limply between them, hand pressed against Bones’ chest and Nyota’s stomach. She was surprised to note the baby had calmed down as well.
*Comments and criticism welcome, appreciated and taken into consideration