Help me tear down my reason. Help me, it's your sex I can smell... [NVC Day 14]

[dctr_mccoy]

The call from the hospital ended up being less of an 'emergency' and more of 'we're swamped by all these extra people on the planet and you need to take care of your own', but Bones accepted that. Fuck, he wanted to be the one to take care of his own Enterprise people, but for legitimate illnesses, not this heat-stroke shit that everyone and their

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[kirktastic]

After Bill, being unsedated from whatever the hell the heat was in his veins, Jim could barely think. He had paced the length of their quarters, shedding clothing as he went because he couldn't breathe. It was just too hot, he was hard, and god fucking dammit Bill he wanted to fuck someone. There were brief occurrences where his mind told him just how fucked up it was to be thinking like this, but his body didn't care. It felt like one huge adrenaline rush, tingling up and down his spine and sinking claws into his stomach.

He was in the back of the room when the doors opened. Every bit of him focused on the doors opening, Bones coming in and putting something on the table.

He didn't wait. Couldn't.

Jim's body hit Bones' hard, slamming him up against the wall and sealing their mouths together. His hands pushed at Bones' clothing, stopping the kiss after just a second, "fuck, Bones, where were you, fucking want you..." No restrictions, not with Bones. He dropped his mouth and kissed the side of his neck, growling low in his throat when undoing the buttons on Bones' shirt... fuck it.

He grabbed either side of the shirt and tore down the length of it, popping the buttons, almost grinning. Always wanted to do that.

[dctr_mccoy]

The body hitting him, pushing Bones against the wall stunned him for a fraction of a second, his mind immediately thinking of Spock and what happened but then he tasted Jim, Jim's mouth, he'd know it anywhere, blindfolded. Jim

But he was acting crazy, passionate and desperate and needy. Where was this coming from? Bones was confused, his brain starting to go fuzzy around the edges with worry and then hunger and need began to take its place. It was hot and crazy and Jim's hands were on him, like a dream he had once, his clothes being pulled off, no- fucking torn off and soon his veins were on fire. His arms reached around Jim, up his body, threading his hands in his hair and held his head steady while he kissed him deep, an electric feeling spreading inside him everywhere their skin touched.

Something wasn't right, but fuck, this felt good.

[kirktastic]

The remains of Bones' shirt hit the floor as Jim smeared his mouth up Bones' neck, across his jaw, until their lips met again. There was heat anywhere they touched, increasing by the second until Jim thought they would burn up. It didn't stop him from shoving down Bones' khakis and underwear, fingers sliding down and curling around Bones' cock.

He squeezed once, groaning into Bone's mouth. He pulled at the lower lip, taking a breath and pulling his head back. He stared into those dark eyes, his own narrowed slightly and wild.

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones' hips were moving into Jim's hand, breathing heaving through his mouth. Jim's eyes looked desperate and suddenly it was like someone lit a switch in his blood and his cock was hard, so fucking hard and aching.

He growled, wrapping his arms around Jim and flipping their positions so that he could press him into the wall, touching everywhere, needing to feel Jim's skin all over him right now. It was his turn to mouth Jim's skin, tasting, licking, smelling the sweat and salt and cologne and that scent that was Jim. Groaning, he found Jim's mouth again and plunged his tongue inside, the kiss demanding and possessive.

[kirktastic]

Jim grunted hard as his back hit the wall, breath gone when Bones kissed him hard. He bit Bones' lower lip, sucking on it before their tongues touched. It sent a shock through him that went straight down to his cock.

His hand slipped from Bones' cock and grabbed his ass, pulling him forward so their bodies ground against each other, giving them the friction they both needed. Jim tilted his head back for a gasp of air, hissing it out through his teeth as every inch of him focused on their touch and nothing else in the world.

[dctr_mccoy]

Yes, that touch, their cocks grinding against each other. He gasped into Jim's mouth, a moaning noise escaping as he felt Jim hard, so fucking gorgeous, this body in his arms. His. His hands slid down and grasped Jim's ass, mimicking the movements of Jim's hands.

Fuck, his breathing was getting louder as he began thrusting against Jim's body, just needing to feel the skin, needing to stroke his hard cock against something, needing to feel that rub, scratch it hard like an itch that wouldn't go away.

[kirktastic]

Jim dropped his head and rubbed his forehead into Bones' shoulder, breathing in the heat of his skin. He couldn't focus on anything except the hurried motions of their bodies, needing to escape the fire beneath it consumed them. He squeezed hard on the muscle in his hand, nails biting in as he started to get close.

He moved his mouth, tongue tasting salt and skin, and he bit down hard on the thick muscle at the base of Bones' neck.

[dctr_mccoy]

The bite sent Bones into a new level of hunger. Fuck, it wasn't enough, not close enough to Jim, not enough touching, fuck it felt so good and hot, could be better if they touched even more. Grabbing one of Jim's hands, he wrapped it with his around their two cocks, holding them, squeezing and stroking.

More. He needed more. Curling against Jim, his arm slid down past Jim's ass and lifted one of Jim's legs up, hitching it up around his thigh. Yes, it let him get even closer as they thrust roughly against each other, the room still dark and quiet except for the sound of their grunts and moans.

[kirktastic]

Jim let out a ragged sound against Bones' neck, tightening up his leg. The wall was rough against his back, Bones was smooth heat in front of him. He fisted their cocks, each stroke fast and hard and almost painful in its friction. His hand sped up, faster and faster until he let out a sound that was almost a high whine.

He couldn't remember coming harder in his life, his body jerking hard against Bones as he blocked the rest of the world out against Bones' skin, letting things go white-black-white behind his eyelids.

[dctr_mccoy]

Jim's shudders were the hottest fucking thing he'd ever heard and he felt them reverberating inside him. Jim's hand was so tight, clenching around his cock so fucking tight and Bones thrust hard into it, pumping his hips erratically against Jim, grunting loud in Jim's ear with each wild thrust and he came yelling out loud.

Fuck everything inside him was pulsing and tingling, his eyes screwed shut as he leaned hard against Jim. His knees began to shake, and Bones tried not to fall to the ground.

[kirktastic]

Bones' cry echoed off the walls and into the silence around them. The wall had to be the only thing holding him up. It certainly wasn't his legs, which had turned into jello, and it certainly wasn't Bones, who was shuddering against him. He panted, feeling moisture build under his lips, and just closed his eyes. Didn't want to move, wasn't sure he could move.

He was stayed silent and still, even though it still felt hot (too hot, burning hot) in the room. It was like his own skin had suddenly become uncomfortable.

[dctr_mccoy]

Gravity was working against them, and when Bones let go of Jim's leg, he felt himself losing that battle. Another kiss, pressing their mouths together and Bones reached for Jim's hands. He shivered, his body still feeling not right and too hot and touch need more touch but it could feel that way while they were horizontal just as well as vertical.

"C'mon," he nosed at Jim's head, pulling him toward the bed. "Gotta lie down."

[kirktastic]

They didn't lie down as much as fall into bed, legs tangling together, bodies keeping close. Jim nuzzled at Bones' neck, stroking over his side. "Bones..." It was a quiet, moaned sound of need and want and under it all, that quiet current of affection and love. "You smell so good." He murmured, the fire sedated for the moment but not for long.

[dctr_mccoy]

Nuzzling back, Bones was licking at Jim's neck, tracing along with his tongue. Fuck, so good. "...what happened?" he asked in a low voice, still not sure what was going on. Jim had jumped him, not that there had been much objection on his part, but - they were still feeling something strange, a heat in their touch, everywhere their bodies met. On some level Bones knew that they were under the effects of something, that not all of this was real.

But then Jim's mouth was on him again and Bones closed his eyes, laying back and nothing else mattered.

[kirktastic]

"Dunno.." He nosed under Bones' chin, sucking on the soft skin at the jaw. "Just wanted you so badly, fucking couldn't think when I get back to the room..." He could vaguely remember talking to Bill, but sucking on Bones' skin was so much more interesting.. he bit down, groaning low.

[dctr_mccoy]

It was the biting. Bones didn't know what that said about him, but the scrape of Jim's teeth on his skin never failed to turn him on, to arouse him. Something about the sharp pain/pleasure receptors being hit - and now, under whatever was going on with them (and Bones was cognizant enough to know that something was happening even if he care less about fixing it right now)- it all made everything more sensitive, each sensation heightened, each nerve made so much more sensitive.

His hips thrust lazy against Jim's hip and he groaned again, his cock rubbing against Jim's pelvic bone. He fucking loved this body under his fingertips, and flipping Jim on his back, Bones crawled over him, dropped his head and started at the jutting collarbone, using his mouth to show Jim just how much.