Star Trek Reverse Bang Fic Part 2
Title: Unneeded Ritual
Author: Dysnomia
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Bones/Kirk
Word Count: ~ 13,000
Warnings: angst, language, mentions of torture
Summary: Jim has started a tradition of using the shower in Sickbay after away missions gone wrong. Bones finally catches on, and is determined to stop the ritual.
Part 1
The door slid open, granting him access. Jim was nowhere in sight when he entered the main area of the Captain's quarters. “Just give me a minute Bones.” Jim's voice drifted from the bedroom in the back, and he could hear water running, so Jim must have been in the bathroom. “You can meet me in my bedroom.”
Leonard wandered into the other room, taking in the still unmade bed, the covers pushed down to the foot o the bed. When Jim made his appearance a minute later, it took everything Leonard had to not visibly flinch at the sight of him. He'd changed out of the scrubs he'd been given in Sickbay, and was now wearing his regular pants and long sleeved black undershirt. The problem was how damn loose the clothing was, and how pale he looked against the black fabric. The shirt, which used to be form fitting, was baggy now, hanging off Jim's thin frame. A quick glance at Jim's waist verified the fact that his belt had new holes punched in it to make it smaller. It was such a change from when he'd seen Jim nearly naked after the shower almost three months ago, that he was in a bit of shock. Not that Jim wasn't still beautiful to him, no there wasn't anything that would ever sway his opinion on that matter.
Leonard didn't however, have any idea of what to say to break the suddenly awkward silence that had descended on the room. Luckily Jim wasn't going to make him come up with some lame small talk. “How's Chekov?”
Leonard jumped at the chance to talk about the young ensign. “You aren't going to have to worry about that kid anymore, he made it through everything without so much as a scratch. He's fine Jim.”
Jim scowled at his response, and without prompting, Leonard elaborated, knowing what Jim was about to argue. “Well, he's fine physically at least. I'm guessing he had to watch while they worked you over, didn't he?”
Jim sighed, “Yeah, and if he'd have had any of the information that they wanted from us he would have gladly given it up if he could. The poor kid looked like he was in more pain then I was, and that's saying something.”
“He will be okay though, I have a good feeling about that at least. Sulu was there to pick him up, hovering impatiently until he was released.”
Leonard wasn't sure what he'd said wrong, but the most desolate expression suddenly crossed Jim's face, his blue eyes shining with pain. “Yeah, Sulu will take of Chekov. At least the kid has someone that loves him to get him through this.”
Leonard couldn’t help it, he had to reach out to Jim, he just looked so lost, so very alone, and Leonard had to show him, to prove to him that was in fact the furthest from the truth. Jim didn’t move as his hand grazed his cheekbone, brushing the backs of his fingers against that smooth pale skin. “You have me Jim, if you want me, you're my best friend.”
His hand trailed through short blonde hair at the side of his head before shifting to cup Jim's face in his palm. Jim’s lack of reaction was starting to worry Leonard, but finally his eyes slid closed, face tilting to press his cheek more firmly onto Leonard's hand. His lips had parted slightly when he’d moved, and Leonard’s eyes had zeroed in on the slight change. He couldn’t resist, it was just too tempting. He swept his thumb over that full bottom lip before leaning down to steal his first kiss.
Jim reacted with surprising enthusiasm, lips pressing back harder, his hands coming up to twist in Leonard’s blue science shirt, bunching the material in his fists. Leonard took his parted lips as an invitation, tongue slipping inside to tangle with Jim's. Arousal hit Leonard then, the taste of the other man in his mouth enough to make him hard. Leonard took control of the kiss, a small thrill going through him as Jim submitted willingly, instantly relaxing in his hold as Leonard's arms came up to surround him.
Jim was still having a hard time believing this was really happening. When Bones had first touched him, he hadn’t wanted to move; afraid Bones would come back to his senses and realize what he was doing. He couldn’t help himself though, he’d wanted Bones to touch him like this for so long that he couldn’t remain still. He’d moved into the touch, relishing the feeling of Bones’ larger hand on him. The thumb running over his lip had startled him, the tenderness of the gesture was unexpected. His eyes had flown open again when Bones had kissed him. At that first press of lips against his, Jim let go of the last of his reservations, forgetting all his concerns, willing to lose himself in the experience.
Leonard’s hands didn’t stay put once he had them wrapped around Jim. They wandered across his back, tracing along the muscles in his shoulders, skimming down his sides, pressing lightly against the small of his back. Impatient, the brunette tugged at the hem of Jim’s long sleeved black undershirt, pushing it up to expose a flat expanse of skin, slightly paler then his face and arms. Jim shivered as long surgeons fingers brushed across his stomach, circling his belly button before toying with the sparse hairs leading in a trail downwards. He wanted to refuse to relinquish Jim's lips long enough to completely pull off the shirt, but he also wanted to see and touch so much more of him. He growled into the kiss, before pulling back long enough to grab hold of the shirt before pulling it quickly over the other man's head.
After yanking the shirt off Jim's arms, his hands followed the path the shirt went, stroking over smooth flesh, which trembled under his touch. Pausing long enough to toss the shirt onto the floor, Leonard's hands found their places on Jim's arms again. Starting from deceptively fragile feeling wrists, he slid his hands up, over lightly muscled but still thin biceps, fingers fanning out once he made it to narrow shoulders. Leonard growled again, something about Jim setting off his primal urges, the deep rumble loud in the otherwise quiet of the room.
Apparently his growl had a rather strong effect on Jim. The other man shuddered at the sound, a moan slipping out of his mouth. A moan that sounded just obscene in that velvety tone. Still resting his hands on Jim’s shoulders, he pushed, not letting up until the younger man fell back on top of the mattress, his legs still hanging off the edge. Leonard finally allowed their lips to separate, not following Jim down. He jerked his head in the direction of the wall. “Move up, I want you on the bed properly.”
Jim stared at him with blue eyes that had darkened with a type of hunger that Leonard wasn't used to seeing from his friend. He pushed himself up the mattress, drawing his legs up onto the bed, at the same time kicking off his boots. He leaned against the pillows, which propped him up enough to show off his now bared torso. Leonard swallowed, eyes eagerly taking in the sight before him. He was confused when he saw the uncertainty cross Jim’s face. He looked self conscious, an expression that had no right to belong on this beautiful man’s face. “What…?” He’d started to ask what was wrong but stopped himself instead, not sure if Jim was going to want to share what was going on inside his head.
Jim chewed at his bottom lip, and the action distracted Leonard briefly before he started talking, and it took all of Leonard's concentration to follow the words. “I’m not, I mean…I'm not exactly healthy right now…I know I’m kind of scrawny. And the scars...”
Climbing up onto the bed, Leonard straddled the smaller man, hands going to hold onto a thin waist. He leaned down to give Jim a reassuring kiss, before pulling back, shaking his head slightly. “So you've lost some weight. Big deal, you'll gain it all back. And you can barely see the scars at all, they might even end up fading altogether. There’s nothing wrong with the way you look.” Noticing the argument Jim was about to give, Leonard cut him off. “And I can promise you I’m not just saying this to make you feel better.”
He ran his heated gaze over the slight frame beneath him, hands tightening their grip. “I’m definitely liking what I’m looking at.” The disbelief was still warring with acceptance, so Leonard sighed. “What do I need to say to get you to believe me? What words do you need to hear?”
Hands skimmed up Jim’s sides, trailing over just visible ribs, moving up to come to rest on his chest, fingers stopping to gently roll flat brown nipples between thumb and forefinger. Jim hissed softly, arching up into the touch. “Stunning. Beautiful. Perfect. Take your pick Jim, all of them describe you, and I mean every one of them as well.”
It was Jim whose lips found his this time, and Leonard took it as a good sign that he was taking the lead, that maybe his words had actually gotten through to his stubborn friend. There was a feeling of desperation in Jim’s kiss though, in the hands that scrabbled against his back, pulling at his shirt, trying to get it off. Jim’s hips thrust upwards, looking for friction, the hard bulge in his pants pressing against Leonard’s hip. Leonard pulled back far enough to separate himself from those searching lips, one hand shifting to push Jim’s body firmly into the mattress. As soon as their lips were no longer touching, Jim whimpered low in his throat, it was almost a whine.
“Whoa, slow down there Jim. We’ve got all the time we want to do this, so take it easy darlin'.” The term of endearment slipping from his mouth before he realized he was doing it, it sounded too natural to refer to Jim that way. Leonard took pleasure in the knowledge that for tonight at least, while Jim was still so vulnerable, he could get away with it.
Jim’s breaths were coming fast, nearly panting, and he realized he was moving too fast even before Bones had told him. But Bones' touch had made him hard, his erection pushing against the restricting fabric, it was driving him crazy, he wanted more. His cock had twitched when Bones had called him darling, even as his heart seemed to swell at the endearment. He didn’t care how desperate he looked, he needed Bones right now, couldn’t wait any longer, and was willing to beg for it. “Please Bones. I want you to touch me, I need you. Please.”
Leonard growled at the pleading whine in Jim’s voice, already knowing he was going to give in, that he could deny Jim nothing. He whispered his reply into Jim’s collarbone as he bent to kiss and nip at the defined ridge of bone. “Anything. Anything for you.”
Wanting to give his friend what he was willing to beg for, Leonard sped up his plans, reaching for Jim’s belt with one hand, the other cupping his erection, squeezing slightly. Jim moaned again, and the sound of it shot straight to Leonard’s cock, he could definitely get used to hearing that. Deft fingers got the belt undone, slipping it free from the belt loops. He briefly entertained the idea of using the stiff leather to bind Jim’s hands, but then realized that it might bring up unpleasant memories. He discarded the idea for now, hopefully it was something he could bring up for another time, later once he and Jim had worked out some issues. He tossed the belt behind him, quickly undoing the slacks before tugging them off slim hips, sliding his hand under the waistband of his underwear as well. Jim lifted up so he could slip them off easier, leaving all of the smaller man bared to look at.
Jim swallowed as Bones tossed the rest of his clothing haphazardly over his shoulder, not caring where they landed, even going so far as to reach behind him to remove Jim’s socks. Bones' eyes raked over his exposed body, and he felt another wave of self consciousness before remembering the brunette’s words from earlier and calming down, realizing that for whatever reason, Bones did find him attractive right now. Besides, the sheer amount of lust he could read in his best friend’s eyes eliminated any insecurities, not to mention he could feel Bones' hard length pressed against him.
His breath hitched as Bones ran a finger along his erection, almost cautiously touching him, even as his lips continued to map out his chest, licking along each of the faint white lines that crossed his torso. Bones licked a trail up his throat, sucking at his wildly beating pulse point. A strangled, “Bones please.” left his lips as he continued to only tease him, the hand playing with him continuing with only the lightest of barely there strokes, nothing firm enough to ease the ache throbbing between his legs.
Leonard chuckled into soft skin, amused by how impatient Jim was, how much he wanted him. In a swift movement, Leonard slid down Jim’s body, at the same time taking a good grip on his cock, stroking firmly from root to tip, hand slipping easily along its path, aided by the pre-come already leaking from the tip. Jim’s head tilted back, thumping against the headboard, mouth falling open with a whimper. His scent was surrounding Leonard, the heady smell of his arousal making him harder then he thought possible, making him dizzy with lust.
With a wicked grin, he wondered what other sounds he could manage to wrench from Jim’s throat. Without warning he closed his mouth over his length, swallowing him down as far as he could manage. Which, admittedly, might not have been the best, he wasn’t exactly used to doing this. Usually he was the one receiving the blow job, not the one giving one. Leonard had never bothered sucking off any of the other guys he’d ever been with, had never wanted to. But with Jim it was different, he wanted to hold nothing back, wanted Jim to feel good more then he wanted his own pleasure.
A keening moan left Jim as Bones’ lips wrapped around him. This wasn’t something that he’d been expecting, it didn’t seem like something the masculine doctor would do. A slick tongue ran along the underside of his shaft, tracing upwards in a random pattern to swirl around the head, collecting the wetness at the end. When Bones started sucking in earnest, Jim forced his neck to obey him, gaining enough control to open eyes he hadn’t realized were shut and look down at Bones. His hips jerked at the sight of his friend nestled between his thighs, the sight of his dick disappearing into that sarcastic mouth.
Leonard was staring at him as well, eyes focused on his pleasure twisted features. When he realized Jim was watching him he upped the ante a bit. He started bobbing his head up and down. Dragging his mouth up to circle just the head, he paused for a moment, letting Jim take in the sight of his length glistening with spit, before slowly lowering himself back down, inch by inch, until his nose was buried in coarse hair. He sucked hard, ignoring the odd feeling of Jim sliding deep into his throat, swallowing to tighten his muscles around him. Jim gave a choked off cry, hips bucking, trying to force himself deeper, if that was even physically impossible.
When Bones pulled back until he was only sucking the tip, tongue wrapping around the crown, Jim whined, thrusting his hips upwards, trying to bury himself back into that warm, wet mouth. Bones gripped his friend’s pale thighs, holding him down to the mattress, not wanting Jim to have control of the pace or depth at which he worked. Jim tried futilely to push upwards, but Bones was stronger, able to keep him in place with little effort. Once Jim seemed to realize that nothing further was going to happen until he stopped moving, he settled down, going still under Bones' hands.
With one hand still pinning Jim down, the other moved to take hold of the base of Jim’s shaft, gripping firmly, slowly drawing his hand up, and rubbing his thumb along the ridge of the head, before stoking back down. He lowered his mouth again, taking him in about halfway, his hand wrapping around the remainder of his cock. He sucked hard, hollowing his cheeks to increase the suction. Jim was trembling under him, breath escaping in harsh little pants. Hands that had been balled into fists came up to grab at Leonard, fingers sliding and flexing over his skull, grabbing hold of the just long enough hair covering Leonard’s head, stroking over the brunette's scalp.
Leonard started stroking in addition to sucking, his hand sliding slickly in a slow teasing rhythm along satin flesh. Jim’s whole body was tingling, the pleasure coiling tighter in his belly, ready to let go at anytime. Jim had learned his lesson, knowing better then to move this time, although his hips were still unconsciously moving in tiny little circles. Leonard’s hand picked up speed, stroking faster, harder, until he could feel Jim shuddering beneath him.
He licked around the tip at every upwards pull of his lips, tongue swirling around, lapping up the pre-come leaking copiously. Jim tasted even better then he smelled, the intoxicating flavor making him want even more, wanting to taste all that Jim had to give. He sped up his rhythm even more, head bobbing faster, tongue pressing firmly along the underside with every upwards motion. The hand that had been holding Jim down released him, sliding across the soft skin of his inner thigh to trail over to even softer balls, sprinkled with downy fine hairs. Leonard cupped them easily in a hand, massaging lightly, rolling them around in his palm.
Jim’s gasps and moans had been changed into broken sounds, speech reduced to babble, no longer able to form coherent sentences. His body felt like it was on fire, the heat originating from every touch of Bones' mouth, his hands, and the body that was pressed against his legs. “Oh God…so good…so...Bones…p-please.”
Jim’s fingers were clutching at Bones' skull, digging in with a grip that was just shy of causing him pain, a dull ache radiating from where each finger tip was pressing in. Jim was teetering on the edge, close to exploding. It wasn’t going to take a lot more for him to lose it. The hand cradling his balls moved further back, pressing his knuckle hard against the patch of skin there, at the same time twisting his wrist and giving one last hard suck, and that was all it took. Jim’s cock twitched, bumping against Bones' teeth, before he shot his load. Leonard made sure his lips were sealed around the hard flesh, not wanting to lose a single drop of fluid. His hand continued to stoke, pumping him to get all he possibly could. Leonard swallowed, the taste of bitterness, salt, and something just undeniably Jim flooding his mouth.
Leonard was watching the other man, his stomach giving a jolt at the look that crossed his face the moment he came. He was absolutely gorgeous, features lax, mouth hanging open, eyes squeezed tightly shut. He’d thrown his head back, hitting the headboard with a painful sounding thud. His new position left his neck exposed, Bones' eyes greedily took in the long line of his throat. His whole body had tensed with his release, muscles tightening, the tendons in his neck straining.
Jim was panting harshly, needing to catch his breath after such an orgasm, his chest heaving with the effort. He sagged against the mattress, more relaxed then he could remember being in a very long time. Bones' hands had let him go, but the other man was still licking him clean, removing every last trace of his seed. He finally let Jim slip out of his mouth, placing one last kiss on the softening shaft, then scattering small pecks along his thighs and stomach just below his belly button.
Crawling back up Jim’s body, Leonard kissed up a pale throat, before slanting his mouth over the other’s, claiming his lips in a crushing kiss. Jim could taste himself on Bones' tongue, and it sent another spark of arousal shooting through his stomach to his cock, which was already starting to stir again in renewed interest. Jim rolled the two of them over, so that Jim was now on top, although he knew Bones had allowed the move, when it came to physical strength right now Bones was the stronger of the two.
His hands moved to Leonard's groin, undoing the button before unzipping the fly of his pants. Leonard watched as Jim went to slide down his larger frame, obviously about to reciprocate the favor he’d just received. His hands shot out, grabbing onto Jim’s shoulders, holding him in place. Startled blue eyes looked up at him, lips parted and wet from their kisses. Leonard just barely managed to hold back a groan at the sight the other man made. He licked his lips once before forcing himself to say the words he felt obligated to get out in the open. “Jim. You don’t have to do anything. This was just for you, I don’t expect anything in return if you don’t want to.”
Jim looked up at Leonard, blue eyes staring at him intently. “But what if this is what I want to do? Unless…” He hesitated for a moment, and Leonard could see the insecurity swirling in his eyes before it was pushed away. “Unless you’d rather fuck me?”
Leonard wasn’t able to hold back the moan that wanted to slip out at the visual Jim’s question gave him. As an answer, Leonard tightened his hold even more on Jim’s body, before rolling them back over, pressing the smaller frame of his friend into the mattress. The Are you sure, was on the tip of his tongue but he bit back the urge to ask, not wanting to give Jim a chance to change his mind. Instead of questioning him, Leonard leaned down to catch those tempting lips in another kiss.
Leonard decided his pants had stayed on long enough, there was no way he was going to stay clothed when he could be pressed up naked against all off that beautiful skin. Besides, the pleasant tingle in his groin had grown, and was now an almost painful ache. Jim had succeeded in getting his pants undone, and he never bothered with a belt, so it didn’t take much effort at all to wiggle out of the fabric, underwear following shortly after. He sighed at the relief from the pressure against his cock. He’d managed to get the rest of his clothes off without having to do much more then shift his position on top of Jim a bit. He was still straddling Jim's thighs, and he rocked forward, grinding his stiff member against Jim’s already stirring crotch.
He growled at the sparks that shot through his system at the contact. Leonard actually shivered when he caught the look on Jim’s face. Those ocean blue eyes were darkened, the sheer amount of lust and pure want shining in their depths was frightening. Leonard was starting to get a little suspicious, that maybe this wasn’t a spur of the moment decision on Jim’s part to sleep with him. However, that was the extent his arousal fogged brain would take the thought. His own need was about to take over, demanding he do something about the erection that was straining for attention.
Jim was having trouble thinking straight, his mind was overloaded by both a post orgasmic haze and the sight of Bones' exposed body. Over their years at the Academy it was almost a given that he would have seen Bones naked, but never like this. Never this close, for this long, and never before when Bones was hard. Usually all he’d see were quick glances from just out of the shower. Now Jim was close enough to touch, to watch as every shift of Bones' limbs outlined surprisingly solid muscle, how the way Bones was sitting on him left his flesh tingling where they were touching. His gaze strayed, inevitably, to the heavy member swaying between Bones' legs. He swallowed the short moan of anticipation that wanted to pass his lips. Bones was definitely large, Jim was going to enjoy having Bones inside him, hopefully in a few short minutes.
The blow job must have sucked out his brain as well as his release, because Jim was slow to realize that his hands should be touching the same places his eyes were wandering, that they shouldn’t just be laying limp at his sides. He stretched out a trembling hand, fingers nudging against ridged flesh, testing out the feel before curling around satin covered steel with more confidence then he actually felt.
Jim wasn’t about to admit to Bones that he’s never touched another man before. Women, yes, he'd been with more women then was probably healthy, but he'd never trusted another man to go this far with him before. He wanted to keep some of his dignity at least, and letting slip that he was a virgin when it came to his own gender wouldn’t help with that. Jim figured though, that he should be able to get through this with a minimal amount of blunders. He knew how he liked to touch himself, much of that probably applied to Bones as well. Jerking off was something Jim definitely knew a lot about. Plus, when it came down to the actual sex, it was Bones who would be doing the majority of the hard work, Jim knew that the main point he’d have to concentrate on was relaxing.
Leonard’s breath hissed out from between his teeth at the first stroke of Jim’s hand, at the feel of a palm slightly smaller then his own touching him. All of Jim was so much different from his own frame. He was slim and lean, only lightly muscled, he was all sharp angles from skin stretched tight over jutting bones. He couldn’t however, be mistaken for a girl, he might look more fragile than a lot of guys, but his build was still masculine.
Jim was getting used to the feeling of someone else’s dick in his hand. It was different then what he was used to, Bones was both thicker and longer then he was, but even the skin felt different. Bones' skin seemed thicker to him, the veins more pronounced. His hand slid up and down with sure movements, watching as Bones' back arched, hands clenching tighter on Jim’s waist. He bit back the urge to wince, knowing his hold was tight enough that it was going to leave marks, he would wear the bruises with pride.
Reluctantly, Leonard grabbed Jim’s wrist, stopping his movements. Not that he really wanted to, but this wasn’t going to last long if he continued to let Jim touch him. Instead, he pushed that talented hand down onto the bed with one hand before doing the same to the opposite hand. “I don’t want you to move, okay? If you take your hands off the mattress, I’ll stop what I’m doing. You got it?”
Jim nodded, hands curling into fists in the sheets, as a mental reminder of the order he’d been given. He smirked though, unable to resist a chance to poke at Bones' patience. “But you’re not doing anything yet.”
Leonard growled lightly, moving to get off the bed. He caught the flash of panic in Jim’s eyes, and was quick to reassure him. He leaned down for a hard kiss, nibbling on his bottom lip. “Trust me, I’ll definitely be doing something soon. Just you wait. I’ll have you begging shortly.”
He crossed the room, heading for the bathroom, opening the medicine cabinet, poking around, all the while giving Jim a very good view of his body. Defined back, wide shoulders, and as Jim’s gaze swept lower, his breathing sped up. Strong legs led to powerful thighs, and Jim’s brain stuttered to a halt looking at Bones' ass. His fingers itched to touch the pale skin, find out if those shapely globes were as firm as they appeared. While Jim had been distracted, Bones had continued to hunt through the cabinet, obviously searching for something. He was muttering under his breath, sounding annoyed. “C’mon, I know I it's in here somewhere. Shows how long it's been since I used the stuff, can't even recognize it anymore. Damn thing is too small.”
A few more moments of rooting around in the bathroom proved successful, his hand closing around what he wanted. “Got you.”
Jim didn’t know what he’d been looking for until Bones turned around, a smile on his face, small bottle held triumphantly in one hand. Jim recognized the bottle right away, red cap and purple sticker plastered on a clear, curved plastic bottle. He didn’t return Bones' smile, could only blink at him stupidly. While appreciative of the fact that they now had this, Jim could think of only one thing to say. “Bones. You know I keep my lube in the bathroom.” His voice was flat, unimpressed. “Why?”
Leonard froze, smile slipping slightly but not completely disappearing. He wasn’t sure if being honest here was going to be a deal breaker. He’d originally hunted through Jim's cabinet months ago, hoping to be prepared if this moment ever came. So he settled for a half truth, an answer he knew would satisfy Jim's curiosity, and he just hoped that Jim wouldn't have any follow up questions. “It’s always been in there, right?.” He shrugged, trying to stay cool. “It's where I keep mine too, well and in the bedside drawer, but you never know when it’s going to come in handy. Either when I’m lonely, or I find a pretty little thing that catches my interest on shore leave.”
He waggled his eyebrows, trying to dispel the sudden tension in the room. It worked, Jim laughed, shaking his head. “Please don’t do that. It makes you look ridiculous.” Jim refused to think about how the thought of Bones with anyone else stung. He had to focus on the fact that Bones was here with him right now, that he was the one making his friend hard, that it was Jim’s body he wanted, not some random stranger.
Leonard was back on the bed in moments, but instead of straddling Jim this time, he pushed those long legs apart, settling himself in between. He left the bottle sitting next to him on the blanket, his hands running up Jim’s legs. Fingertips caressed the man under him, trying to learn every inch that he could. As his fingers travelled higher, skirting just along the edge of his groin, Jim spread his legs further, letting them fall wide open. The change in his position left him fully exposed to Leonard’s eyes, hiding nothing from him.
Jim’s throat was working, trying to figure out how to tell Bones to just get on with it already. He didn’t trust his voice with so many words. To himself at least, Jim would admit that he was scared. It was one thing to have access to porn and books, but reading about and watching sex with guys was one thing. Physically going through with this was something different all together. His shaking, tremulous voice would give him away, so Jim settled for a simple one word plea, throwing all his pent up need behind it. “Please!”
The wanton, strangled word almost sent Leonard over the edge of his control. One hand groped for the bottle, grasping it and flipping the cap open one handed. He poured the liquid over his other hand, coating his fingers thoroughly. Despite Jim’s obvious attempt to cover up his unease, Leonard could still see a sliver of fear reflected in his eyes. He leaned down to capture his lips in a kiss, needing to get Jim as relaxed as possible before he tried anything. He coaxed Jim’s mouth open, tongue flicking against his teeth, running along the roof of his mouth before finally tangling with the other, dominating the kiss, yet still managing to be gentle.
Once he felt the last of Jim’s nervous tension drain, felt him slump fully back, only then did Leonard move. One slick finger reached between his legs, circling the opening there, but not pushing in yet. Leonard's other hand started rubbing soothing patterns into Jim’s hip, trying to keep him relaxed. Jim realized what he was doing, that he was being careful with him, almost wary of his reactions. “Do it now Bones, I’m not going to get any more relaxed for this. I trust you.”
That was all Leonard needed to be reassured that he was doing the right thing. He slid a finger past that tight ring of muscle with relative ease. But then, the first finger was always the easiest. Jim had gasped as he was first breached, and it wasn’t what he’d been expecting. It didn’t hurt, it could barely be considered uncomfortable, but it was an odd feeling. Not bad exactly, but different, not seeing the appeal to this yet. Leonard wiggled his finger deeper, searching, wanting Jim to experience how good this could be. He knew he found the bundle of nerves when Jim’s hips bucked, a short cry wrenched from his throat.
While he was still riding the spike of pleasure, Bones slipped in another finger. Jim let out a grunt, with two fingers now it really was starting to burn a little. He didn’t care though, all he wanted was for Bones to hit that spot inside him again. Bones' fingers kept moving, pumping in and out, stretching muscles that tried to protest being loosened. He scissored his fingers, making sure he brushed Jim’s prostate to counter balance any pain he might be feeling. Leonard knew that technically, he was going slow, that he was being overly careful. But if it was, as he suspected, Jim’s first time with a guy, it wouldn’t be a good idea to be too rough to start off with. Leonard would do this properly, even if all he wanted to do was bury himself in the younger man.
By the time he added a third digit, Jim was still incredibly tight, inner walls squeezing snug around his fingers. The smaller man wasn’t however, in any discomfort. He was moaning shamelessly now, pushing down every time Leonard pulled his fingers back, trying to impale himself. The sounds he was making had Leonard half crazed; his canting hips searching for the right angle had left the brunette rock hard. He could almost swear his cock had never been so stiff in his life, his erection was actually painful at this point. He pulled his fingers free, amused by the whimper Jim let out, how his body searched for the fingers that had been filling him seconds ago.
“Shh…it’ll be okay, give me a minute and you’ll have something better then my fingers inside you.”
Jim had a hard time believing anything could make him feel better then he did before Bones had pulled away. He whimpered again, and only the fact that he remembered Bones' earlier order stopped him from trying to fuck himself on his own hand. He watched through heavy lidded eyes as Bones shifted on the bed, hooking his hands under Jim’s knees, pushing his legs up and back, opening him even further, getting into a better position. Bones braced himself on one hand, resting it next to Jim’s head. He was on his knees, Jim’s legs spread on either side of his body.
Seeing how badly Jim needed this, Leonard didn’t bother lubing up his cock with anything more then the leftover from his hand. It would be enough, he’d taken enough time in preparing him, and his cock was already slick with his own pre-come. Leonard moved quickly as he slicked himself, his aching cock was sensitive to the touch, and he didn’t want to waste any pleasure using his own hand. He lined himself up with Jim’s stretched hole, but didn’t go any further yet.
Jim bit his lip when he felt the blunt tip of Bones' member resting against his ass. That definitely felt bigger then a couple of fingers. Remembering how large Bones had looked, had felt when he’d held him in his hand, Jim nervously twisted his hands in the blanket, body tensing slightly. Which he knew was a bad idea, that tensing now would only make things worse, he knew he needed to relax. If only his body would agree with what his mind already knew.
He tried to relax as much as he could, but his body refused to listen, he couldn’t relax muscles that had tightened in nervous anticipation. Bones must have noticed his unease, as he’d started rubbing soothing circles on his hip with a thumb, before bending down. Lips kissed and nipped their way up Jim’s neck to his ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth before biting down. His gasped at the slight pain, moaning in the next moment as Bones' tongue licked across the bite in apology. Butterfly soft kisses trailed along Jim’s jaw until they reached his chin. A quick lick along the cleft before Bones' lips moved up, planting a kiss on the corner of Jim’s mouth.
Jim turned his head to meet the brunette’s lips with his own, mouth opening immediately, submitting willingly to Bones' lead. He lost himself in the feel of lips pressing against his, the slickness of a tongue tangling with his own, the taste of Bones as well as a trace of himself as well. Jim didn’t know it, but the kisses were all part of Bones' diversionary tactics, his plan to get him completely relaxed and get his mind off what was about to happen. He felt it when Jim’s muscles finally loosened again, the tension leaving his body. Without breaking the kiss, his thumb still rubbing comforting circles, Leonard pressed his hips forward, the slick tip of his cock starting to push inside.
Even though he’d prepared him beforehand, Jim was still impossibly tight, his opening putting up a good amount of resistance. Leonard knew though, that once he’d gotten past that first ring of muscle, it would be easier to move. The head of his cock finally slipped inside, that tight channel gripping him like a vise. Jim’s breath left him in a rush, attempting to adjust to the intrusion. Leonard pushed in a little further, sinking in an inch or so before Jim’s body went taut under him, a grimace flitting across his face. One of Jim’s hands unclenched its hold on the blanket, coming up to clutch at the arm Leonard had positioned next to his head. Fingers dug into Leonard’s bicep, letting out a few shaky breaths before speaking up. “Just do it Bones. All at once, quickly. Slow is only making it worse for me.”
“What? But I don’t want to hurt you. You don’t know what you’re asking for.” Jim’s demand was tempting, but he didn’t want to cause him pain.
Jim would have tried to impale himself if Bones was going to hesitate, but with his legs pushed up to his chest the way they were he couldn’t get the leverage. Everything depended on Bones, and whether Jim could convince the brunette to go faster. Pitching his voice as husky and seductive as he could manage, Jim tried again. “Please Bones, I need to feel you, need to have you inside me. Now. No more waiting. Please.”
Leonard nodded reluctantly, unable to deny the other man anything for long. The hand that had been on Jim’s thigh shifted, moving to take hold of Jim’s shoulder, keeping him in place. “If you’re sure then.”
He waited for Jim’s answering nod before moving. He snapped his hips forward in one swift motion, burying himself to the hilt. Jim gasped, teeth gritted against the burn that tore through him. Leonard moaned as he rammed himself home, the flesh gripping his length was tight enough to almost be too much, was so tight that Leonard didn’t think he’d even be able to move yet if he wanted to.
Despite the burning sensation shooting up his spine, Jim couldn’t bring himself to regret his decision. Already the discomfort was fading, and there never had been any actual pain. What was left over was worth it in his opinion. The feeling of Bones filling him was amazing, he felt so full, so right, it felt like this was where Bones belonged. His breath huffed in and out in quick pants. He wiggled his hips, trying to shift his position, but stilled when he heard Bones hiss out a strangled. “Don’t move!”
When Jim had moved, he’d managed to actually push Leonard even deeper inside, something the brunette hadn’t thought possible. His friend felt too good, he had to try and get control over his arousal, or this wasn’t going to last very long. He closed his eyes, blocking out the beautiful sight Jim made, the sight of their joined bodies was overwhelming. Leonard took a few deep breaths, calming himself. Jim’s next plea destroyed all the progress he’d made, shredded the last of his tenuous control into tatters. “Bones move, please. I need to feel you.”
Leonard growled, pure instinct driving him now, the need to move, to take, to own, overpowering his rational mind. He jerked his hips back, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. Jim’s choked off cry didn’t even make him pause, a corner of his mind realizing there was no pain in the sound. His thrusts were brutal, sharp movements that didn’t give Jim any time to adjust before he moved again. “Oh God…Bones…harder.”
Leonard changed the angle of his thrusts, making sure his cock brushed Jim’s prostate on every push and pull. Jim shouldn’t be capable of words at this point, should be incoherent, reduced to grunts and moans. He obliged the other's plea for harder, his hips pumping in an almost violent rhythm. He swallowed Jim’s cries and moans in a kiss, their lips mashed together, Leonard’s teeth biting into Jim’s lower lip.
Jim was dizzy with pleasure, the slide of Bones' cock in and out of him bringing him to new heights with every thrust. Heat was pooling low in his belly; his own dick was hard again, arching up against his stomach. The hand that had been holding Jim’s shoulder moved, drifting down to rub at Jim’s chest, rolling and tweaking the stiff bud of his nipple between his fingers. Jim squirmed, not having known how sensitive his nipples were before this. Every touch was sending an electric shock down his spine. Between the pounding his prostate was getting, and the torturous touch to his chest, Bones was probably going to make him come without actually being touched directly.
However, it didn’t look like he was going to be given the chance to find out. Bones' hand drifted further south, trailing over a flat stomach, just skimming wiry pubic hair. Jim groaned, frustrated now, wanting to feel Bones' hand wrapped around him. He tried to move his hips, bumping his erection into Bones' fingers. All his lover did though, was skirt his hand even farther away, so that Jim’s hips were only jerking up into the air, not getting any friction. “Bones please!” His plaintive voice came out as a half sob.
Leonard pitied him, taking hold of Jim’s leaking shaft, pumping his fist counterpoint to his every thrust, so that Jim didn’t get any break at all from the pleasure spiking through him. Leonard gazed down at his friend, a burst of pride rushing through him as he took in the sight. Jim was writhing beneath him, moaning, gasping out nonsense words between each breath. He was both trying to move up into Leonard’s hand, and push down onto his cock at the same time, resulting in nothing more then his hips jerking in tiny, useless little circles. Leonard took pride in the knowledge that he was the one able to reduce Jim to this squirming, incoherent mess.
Bones sped up his movements, hips snapping hard, their flash slapping together. Jim’s back arched, trying to push Bones even deeper, hoping to be able to feel this later on, to try and have this moment last for as long as possible. Leonard could tell Jim was close to the edge, his body was tensing, muscles starting to go ridged. He wasn’t however, letting go completely, Leonard could tell that he was holding back, even though he didn’t know why.
Jim could feel his release coming, but he fought the need away, wanting to prolong this moment as long as possible. He didn’t want this to end, didn’t want to lose this new connection to his best friend. It was stupid, Jim knew eventually this was going to end, they couldn’t possibly keep at it forever, but he’d enjoy it while it lasted. He snaked his arms around Bones' back, trying to pull him closer, be touching as much bare skin as he possibly could. He clung to him tightly, even if his hold was pressing their bodies too close for Bones to be properly jerking him off now. His hand was instead trapped between them, rubbing in tandem with his thrusts, the head of Jim’s cock sliding along Bones' stomach, smearing a slick path along his abs.
Leonard was getting desperate, he needed Jim to come, and the sooner the better. He was about ready to explode himself, but he wanted to get Jim off first. Since nothing he was doing physically seemed to be enough, Leonard resorted to dirty tricks. Remembering the effect his voice and growl had on the other man earlier, Leonard went with that tactic. He growled low in his throat, lips pressed to Jim’s neck so he could feel the vibrations. A shudder ran through that lean frame, but it wasn’t quite enough yet. With the growl still underlining his words, Leonard gave him a command, hoping he would follow it. “Come on Jim, I want you to come for me, darlin'. Now.”
A keening moan escaped from between Jim’s tightly clenched teeth as his entire body went taut as a bowstring, release hitting him hard. His hips jerked in staccato, spurting his come onto both of their stomachs. The moan changed into a scream of pleasure as Bones' next thrust hit his prostate right on, no longer only brushing against it. Jim’s ass tightened around him, muscles fluttering from the strength of his orgasm.
Leonard stilled at the feeling, fully sheathed inside, enjoying the pulse of muscles clenching and releasing. Leonard was still milking his lover's cock, not letting go until Jim hissed, his sensitive length twitching in discomfort. Jim was totally limp below him, a blissed out expression on his face, looking at peace. Leonard wasn’t finished with him yet though. He pushed Jim’s legs even farther back, grateful that he was so flexible, even as he filed that information away to use later on. With his knees pushed so far back they were nearly touching his shoulders, Jim’s ass was tilted even higher, and Leonard amazingly, impossibly, slid deeper inside.
He jerked his hips at an even harsher pace, unrelenting, pounding into the tight hole which was still spasming tightly around him. Leonard could feel his release coming, his thrusts getting more erratic, losing his rhythm as he strove towards completion. He buried himself to the hilt in one more thrust, shouting Jim’s name as his orgasm hit, his seed spilling inside his lover, hips jerking with every spurt of his cock.
Leonard slumped down over Jim, laying on top of him, resting his entire weight on him. He nuzzled kisses just under Jim’s jaw, slow, wet ones, his body lazy now that he was spent. His cock was starting to soften, but still he didn’t pull out, not wanting to relinquish Jim's body just yet. His hands followed every curve and line he could reach, roaming gently over flesh, memorizing the shape and feel, not sure if he’d get another chance.
Jim had his eyes closed, soaking up the feel of Bones laying on him, touching him, the slick feel of his come inside him. His eyelids fluttered at the sensation of gentle kisses along his jaw. His arms were still wrapped around Bones' broad back, hands clinging tightly. Slowly, he started to release his hold, hands sliding down, skimming over Bones' flank before falling back to his sides. He heard Bones sigh the moment before he started to move, pulling away. Jim viciously stamped down his sudden urge to grab hold of Bones again, to refuse to let go. He was stupid to think Bones would waste time cuddling with him, he knew the man didn't do commitment, not after his failed marriage. All the same, Jim couldn’t help the pain that slithered across his chest, fighting to keep himself still.
His eyes squeezed even tighter closed when Bones' softening cock finally slipped from his ass at his movements, leaving him feeling empty once again. Bones rolled to the side, stretching out on the queen sized bed. Now that they weren’t being held up anymore, Jim’s feet lowered back to the mattress, sliding down until his legs were laying flat again. Jim pushed himself up onto his elbows, trying to gauge the look on Bones' face. His friend though, resisted his every attempt to catch his eye, staring fixedly at a point on the wall off to the left of the bed.
Jim couldn’t tell if Bones was regretting what they’d just done. He hoped not, hoped he’d get another chance to do this, the sooner the better. He was starting to get nervous, unsure if he’d wrecked things between them. Before he could work himself into a full blown panic though, Bones finally turned to look at him. His expression was unreadable, and Jim frowned, not sure what was going through the older man's head. Bones was just staring at him, eyes fixed on his face, and Jim would admit that it was starting to unnerve him a bit. When he parted his lips to speak though, Bones' hand shot out to cover his mouth. “Wait Jim. Before you say anything, please let me say my piece first. Then you can tell me to fuck off or to go away or whatever response you deem appropriate. Just...don't interrupt me before I'm finished, that's all I ask.”
After a moment Jim nodded, and almost reluctantly Leonard lowered his hand. “Now, I'll start off by admitting that my divorce kinda messed me up, and I haven't had any real relationships since Jocelyn so royally screwed me over.” A swift glare stopped Jim when normally he would have jumped in to defend the other man. “But, and here's the point that I really need you to just shut up and listen to, I think I'm ready to try again. I think, now that I've been out here for over four months, and away from Jocelyn and her poisonous attitude, i can try and not just relive the past over and over.”
Bones had no need to worry about Jim not paying attention. He was being held rapt by Bones' every word, hardly daring to hope that this conversation was going to go his way. His heart was pounding, and it took everything he had to keep his breathing regular and even. The next words from his best friend sent his heart leaping up into his throat. “I care about you Jim, and not just as the best friend I've ever had, even though you are.. You pulled me back into reality when all i wanted to do was drown myself in booze. I couldn't have gotten any lower back then, and you saved me from that. Those first months at the Academy were when everything finally started happening for me again. And i have you to thank for that.”
His hand came up to cup Jim's cheek, thumb sweeping tenderly along his cheekbone. “I love you Jim, and there's no one I would rather try living my life with more then you.”
Jim was frozen after Bones fell quiet, able to do nothing other then blink owlishly at the older man. He had to have heard wrong, there's no way Bones had just said he loved him. It just wasn't possible. How many nights had they spent at the bar, with Bones drunk off his ass and Jim tipsy, with the doctor stating quite empathetically that he was swearing off love. That anything he did in the future was going to be for sex and nothing else. “Bones...I...” He stopped, swallowed, not sure what t say.
“I told you once I said what I had to that you could do anything you wanted. That you could say whatever to me.” Leonard's voice was tentative, the Southern drawl more evident in his vulnerability.
Jim licked his lips, and the fact that Bones followed the movement helped bat away his remaining nerves. “I choose option three.” At the confusion that spread across the brunette's face, Jim elaborated. “I'm choosing whatever response I deem appropriate.”
He didn't say anything more though, causing Leonard to prompt, “And what do you deem to be appropriate?”
He focused his gaze on hazel eyes and paused for a moment before answering. “I love you too.”
His response was simple, nothing like the speech that Bones had given, but it illicited an even bigger response in the other man. Jim found himself quickly tackled and pushed flat on his back, his mouth covered by Bones'. This kiss was better then any that they had shared previously. Maybe it was just the fact that Jim now knew there were deeper feeling behind it that gave them the illusion of a closer connection. Bones rolled over, tugging until Jim followed, ending up draped across the other man's chest.
Bones grabbed a corner of the blanket, pulling it up and settling it around their waists. Jim raised his head, about to ask Bones why he chose now to share his secret, but Bones' hand pressed against the back of his neck, tucking his head into the crook of Bones' neck. “Just get some sleep now darlin'. We'll talk after, I promise. But right now you need some rest, and so do i. Neither of us have gotten much rest the last little while., you especially.”
Jim settled more comfortably against Leonard, tangling their legs together and draping an arm on Bones' chest. Jim sighed in contentment as both of Bones' arms wrapped tightly around his back. They fell asleep together, exhausted by the ordeals that although different, affected them equally. At least now though, they would face everything else that the universe thew at them together now.
End
Author: Dysnomia
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Bones/Kirk
Word Count: ~ 13,000
Warnings: angst, language, mentions of torture
Summary: Jim has started a tradition of using the shower in Sickbay after away missions gone wrong. Bones finally catches on, and is determined to stop the ritual.
Part 1
The door slid open, granting him access. Jim was nowhere in sight when he entered the main area of the Captain's quarters. “Just give me a minute Bones.” Jim's voice drifted from the bedroom in the back, and he could hear water running, so Jim must have been in the bathroom. “You can meet me in my bedroom.”
Leonard wandered into the other room, taking in the still unmade bed, the covers pushed down to the foot o the bed. When Jim made his appearance a minute later, it took everything Leonard had to not visibly flinch at the sight of him. He'd changed out of the scrubs he'd been given in Sickbay, and was now wearing his regular pants and long sleeved black undershirt. The problem was how damn loose the clothing was, and how pale he looked against the black fabric. The shirt, which used to be form fitting, was baggy now, hanging off Jim's thin frame. A quick glance at Jim's waist verified the fact that his belt had new holes punched in it to make it smaller. It was such a change from when he'd seen Jim nearly naked after the shower almost three months ago, that he was in a bit of shock. Not that Jim wasn't still beautiful to him, no there wasn't anything that would ever sway his opinion on that matter.
Leonard didn't however, have any idea of what to say to break the suddenly awkward silence that had descended on the room. Luckily Jim wasn't going to make him come up with some lame small talk. “How's Chekov?”
Leonard jumped at the chance to talk about the young ensign. “You aren't going to have to worry about that kid anymore, he made it through everything without so much as a scratch. He's fine Jim.”
Jim scowled at his response, and without prompting, Leonard elaborated, knowing what Jim was about to argue. “Well, he's fine physically at least. I'm guessing he had to watch while they worked you over, didn't he?”
Jim sighed, “Yeah, and if he'd have had any of the information that they wanted from us he would have gladly given it up if he could. The poor kid looked like he was in more pain then I was, and that's saying something.”
“He will be okay though, I have a good feeling about that at least. Sulu was there to pick him up, hovering impatiently until he was released.”
Leonard wasn't sure what he'd said wrong, but the most desolate expression suddenly crossed Jim's face, his blue eyes shining with pain. “Yeah, Sulu will take of Chekov. At least the kid has someone that loves him to get him through this.”
Leonard couldn’t help it, he had to reach out to Jim, he just looked so lost, so very alone, and Leonard had to show him, to prove to him that was in fact the furthest from the truth. Jim didn’t move as his hand grazed his cheekbone, brushing the backs of his fingers against that smooth pale skin. “You have me Jim, if you want me, you're my best friend.”
His hand trailed through short blonde hair at the side of his head before shifting to cup Jim's face in his palm. Jim’s lack of reaction was starting to worry Leonard, but finally his eyes slid closed, face tilting to press his cheek more firmly onto Leonard's hand. His lips had parted slightly when he’d moved, and Leonard’s eyes had zeroed in on the slight change. He couldn’t resist, it was just too tempting. He swept his thumb over that full bottom lip before leaning down to steal his first kiss.
Jim reacted with surprising enthusiasm, lips pressing back harder, his hands coming up to twist in Leonard’s blue science shirt, bunching the material in his fists. Leonard took his parted lips as an invitation, tongue slipping inside to tangle with Jim's. Arousal hit Leonard then, the taste of the other man in his mouth enough to make him hard. Leonard took control of the kiss, a small thrill going through him as Jim submitted willingly, instantly relaxing in his hold as Leonard's arms came up to surround him.
Jim was still having a hard time believing this was really happening. When Bones had first touched him, he hadn’t wanted to move; afraid Bones would come back to his senses and realize what he was doing. He couldn’t help himself though, he’d wanted Bones to touch him like this for so long that he couldn’t remain still. He’d moved into the touch, relishing the feeling of Bones’ larger hand on him. The thumb running over his lip had startled him, the tenderness of the gesture was unexpected. His eyes had flown open again when Bones had kissed him. At that first press of lips against his, Jim let go of the last of his reservations, forgetting all his concerns, willing to lose himself in the experience.
Leonard’s hands didn’t stay put once he had them wrapped around Jim. They wandered across his back, tracing along the muscles in his shoulders, skimming down his sides, pressing lightly against the small of his back. Impatient, the brunette tugged at the hem of Jim’s long sleeved black undershirt, pushing it up to expose a flat expanse of skin, slightly paler then his face and arms. Jim shivered as long surgeons fingers brushed across his stomach, circling his belly button before toying with the sparse hairs leading in a trail downwards. He wanted to refuse to relinquish Jim's lips long enough to completely pull off the shirt, but he also wanted to see and touch so much more of him. He growled into the kiss, before pulling back long enough to grab hold of the shirt before pulling it quickly over the other man's head.
After yanking the shirt off Jim's arms, his hands followed the path the shirt went, stroking over smooth flesh, which trembled under his touch. Pausing long enough to toss the shirt onto the floor, Leonard's hands found their places on Jim's arms again. Starting from deceptively fragile feeling wrists, he slid his hands up, over lightly muscled but still thin biceps, fingers fanning out once he made it to narrow shoulders. Leonard growled again, something about Jim setting off his primal urges, the deep rumble loud in the otherwise quiet of the room.
Apparently his growl had a rather strong effect on Jim. The other man shuddered at the sound, a moan slipping out of his mouth. A moan that sounded just obscene in that velvety tone. Still resting his hands on Jim’s shoulders, he pushed, not letting up until the younger man fell back on top of the mattress, his legs still hanging off the edge. Leonard finally allowed their lips to separate, not following Jim down. He jerked his head in the direction of the wall. “Move up, I want you on the bed properly.”
Jim stared at him with blue eyes that had darkened with a type of hunger that Leonard wasn't used to seeing from his friend. He pushed himself up the mattress, drawing his legs up onto the bed, at the same time kicking off his boots. He leaned against the pillows, which propped him up enough to show off his now bared torso. Leonard swallowed, eyes eagerly taking in the sight before him. He was confused when he saw the uncertainty cross Jim’s face. He looked self conscious, an expression that had no right to belong on this beautiful man’s face. “What…?” He’d started to ask what was wrong but stopped himself instead, not sure if Jim was going to want to share what was going on inside his head.
Jim chewed at his bottom lip, and the action distracted Leonard briefly before he started talking, and it took all of Leonard's concentration to follow the words. “I’m not, I mean…I'm not exactly healthy right now…I know I’m kind of scrawny. And the scars...”
Climbing up onto the bed, Leonard straddled the smaller man, hands going to hold onto a thin waist. He leaned down to give Jim a reassuring kiss, before pulling back, shaking his head slightly. “So you've lost some weight. Big deal, you'll gain it all back. And you can barely see the scars at all, they might even end up fading altogether. There’s nothing wrong with the way you look.” Noticing the argument Jim was about to give, Leonard cut him off. “And I can promise you I’m not just saying this to make you feel better.”
He ran his heated gaze over the slight frame beneath him, hands tightening their grip. “I’m definitely liking what I’m looking at.” The disbelief was still warring with acceptance, so Leonard sighed. “What do I need to say to get you to believe me? What words do you need to hear?”
Hands skimmed up Jim’s sides, trailing over just visible ribs, moving up to come to rest on his chest, fingers stopping to gently roll flat brown nipples between thumb and forefinger. Jim hissed softly, arching up into the touch. “Stunning. Beautiful. Perfect. Take your pick Jim, all of them describe you, and I mean every one of them as well.”
It was Jim whose lips found his this time, and Leonard took it as a good sign that he was taking the lead, that maybe his words had actually gotten through to his stubborn friend. There was a feeling of desperation in Jim’s kiss though, in the hands that scrabbled against his back, pulling at his shirt, trying to get it off. Jim’s hips thrust upwards, looking for friction, the hard bulge in his pants pressing against Leonard’s hip. Leonard pulled back far enough to separate himself from those searching lips, one hand shifting to push Jim’s body firmly into the mattress. As soon as their lips were no longer touching, Jim whimpered low in his throat, it was almost a whine.
“Whoa, slow down there Jim. We’ve got all the time we want to do this, so take it easy darlin'.” The term of endearment slipping from his mouth before he realized he was doing it, it sounded too natural to refer to Jim that way. Leonard took pleasure in the knowledge that for tonight at least, while Jim was still so vulnerable, he could get away with it.
Jim’s breaths were coming fast, nearly panting, and he realized he was moving too fast even before Bones had told him. But Bones' touch had made him hard, his erection pushing against the restricting fabric, it was driving him crazy, he wanted more. His cock had twitched when Bones had called him darling, even as his heart seemed to swell at the endearment. He didn’t care how desperate he looked, he needed Bones right now, couldn’t wait any longer, and was willing to beg for it. “Please Bones. I want you to touch me, I need you. Please.”
Leonard growled at the pleading whine in Jim’s voice, already knowing he was going to give in, that he could deny Jim nothing. He whispered his reply into Jim’s collarbone as he bent to kiss and nip at the defined ridge of bone. “Anything. Anything for you.”
Wanting to give his friend what he was willing to beg for, Leonard sped up his plans, reaching for Jim’s belt with one hand, the other cupping his erection, squeezing slightly. Jim moaned again, and the sound of it shot straight to Leonard’s cock, he could definitely get used to hearing that. Deft fingers got the belt undone, slipping it free from the belt loops. He briefly entertained the idea of using the stiff leather to bind Jim’s hands, but then realized that it might bring up unpleasant memories. He discarded the idea for now, hopefully it was something he could bring up for another time, later once he and Jim had worked out some issues. He tossed the belt behind him, quickly undoing the slacks before tugging them off slim hips, sliding his hand under the waistband of his underwear as well. Jim lifted up so he could slip them off easier, leaving all of the smaller man bared to look at.
Jim swallowed as Bones tossed the rest of his clothing haphazardly over his shoulder, not caring where they landed, even going so far as to reach behind him to remove Jim’s socks. Bones' eyes raked over his exposed body, and he felt another wave of self consciousness before remembering the brunette’s words from earlier and calming down, realizing that for whatever reason, Bones did find him attractive right now. Besides, the sheer amount of lust he could read in his best friend’s eyes eliminated any insecurities, not to mention he could feel Bones' hard length pressed against him.
His breath hitched as Bones ran a finger along his erection, almost cautiously touching him, even as his lips continued to map out his chest, licking along each of the faint white lines that crossed his torso. Bones licked a trail up his throat, sucking at his wildly beating pulse point. A strangled, “Bones please.” left his lips as he continued to only tease him, the hand playing with him continuing with only the lightest of barely there strokes, nothing firm enough to ease the ache throbbing between his legs.
Leonard chuckled into soft skin, amused by how impatient Jim was, how much he wanted him. In a swift movement, Leonard slid down Jim’s body, at the same time taking a good grip on his cock, stroking firmly from root to tip, hand slipping easily along its path, aided by the pre-come already leaking from the tip. Jim’s head tilted back, thumping against the headboard, mouth falling open with a whimper. His scent was surrounding Leonard, the heady smell of his arousal making him harder then he thought possible, making him dizzy with lust.
With a wicked grin, he wondered what other sounds he could manage to wrench from Jim’s throat. Without warning he closed his mouth over his length, swallowing him down as far as he could manage. Which, admittedly, might not have been the best, he wasn’t exactly used to doing this. Usually he was the one receiving the blow job, not the one giving one. Leonard had never bothered sucking off any of the other guys he’d ever been with, had never wanted to. But with Jim it was different, he wanted to hold nothing back, wanted Jim to feel good more then he wanted his own pleasure.
A keening moan left Jim as Bones’ lips wrapped around him. This wasn’t something that he’d been expecting, it didn’t seem like something the masculine doctor would do. A slick tongue ran along the underside of his shaft, tracing upwards in a random pattern to swirl around the head, collecting the wetness at the end. When Bones started sucking in earnest, Jim forced his neck to obey him, gaining enough control to open eyes he hadn’t realized were shut and look down at Bones. His hips jerked at the sight of his friend nestled between his thighs, the sight of his dick disappearing into that sarcastic mouth.
Leonard was staring at him as well, eyes focused on his pleasure twisted features. When he realized Jim was watching him he upped the ante a bit. He started bobbing his head up and down. Dragging his mouth up to circle just the head, he paused for a moment, letting Jim take in the sight of his length glistening with spit, before slowly lowering himself back down, inch by inch, until his nose was buried in coarse hair. He sucked hard, ignoring the odd feeling of Jim sliding deep into his throat, swallowing to tighten his muscles around him. Jim gave a choked off cry, hips bucking, trying to force himself deeper, if that was even physically impossible.
When Bones pulled back until he was only sucking the tip, tongue wrapping around the crown, Jim whined, thrusting his hips upwards, trying to bury himself back into that warm, wet mouth. Bones gripped his friend’s pale thighs, holding him down to the mattress, not wanting Jim to have control of the pace or depth at which he worked. Jim tried futilely to push upwards, but Bones was stronger, able to keep him in place with little effort. Once Jim seemed to realize that nothing further was going to happen until he stopped moving, he settled down, going still under Bones' hands.
With one hand still pinning Jim down, the other moved to take hold of the base of Jim’s shaft, gripping firmly, slowly drawing his hand up, and rubbing his thumb along the ridge of the head, before stoking back down. He lowered his mouth again, taking him in about halfway, his hand wrapping around the remainder of his cock. He sucked hard, hollowing his cheeks to increase the suction. Jim was trembling under him, breath escaping in harsh little pants. Hands that had been balled into fists came up to grab at Leonard, fingers sliding and flexing over his skull, grabbing hold of the just long enough hair covering Leonard’s head, stroking over the brunette's scalp.
Leonard started stroking in addition to sucking, his hand sliding slickly in a slow teasing rhythm along satin flesh. Jim’s whole body was tingling, the pleasure coiling tighter in his belly, ready to let go at anytime. Jim had learned his lesson, knowing better then to move this time, although his hips were still unconsciously moving in tiny little circles. Leonard’s hand picked up speed, stroking faster, harder, until he could feel Jim shuddering beneath him.
He licked around the tip at every upwards pull of his lips, tongue swirling around, lapping up the pre-come leaking copiously. Jim tasted even better then he smelled, the intoxicating flavor making him want even more, wanting to taste all that Jim had to give. He sped up his rhythm even more, head bobbing faster, tongue pressing firmly along the underside with every upwards motion. The hand that had been holding Jim down released him, sliding across the soft skin of his inner thigh to trail over to even softer balls, sprinkled with downy fine hairs. Leonard cupped them easily in a hand, massaging lightly, rolling them around in his palm.
Jim’s gasps and moans had been changed into broken sounds, speech reduced to babble, no longer able to form coherent sentences. His body felt like it was on fire, the heat originating from every touch of Bones' mouth, his hands, and the body that was pressed against his legs. “Oh God…so good…so...Bones…p-please.”
Jim’s fingers were clutching at Bones' skull, digging in with a grip that was just shy of causing him pain, a dull ache radiating from where each finger tip was pressing in. Jim was teetering on the edge, close to exploding. It wasn’t going to take a lot more for him to lose it. The hand cradling his balls moved further back, pressing his knuckle hard against the patch of skin there, at the same time twisting his wrist and giving one last hard suck, and that was all it took. Jim’s cock twitched, bumping against Bones' teeth, before he shot his load. Leonard made sure his lips were sealed around the hard flesh, not wanting to lose a single drop of fluid. His hand continued to stoke, pumping him to get all he possibly could. Leonard swallowed, the taste of bitterness, salt, and something just undeniably Jim flooding his mouth.
Leonard was watching the other man, his stomach giving a jolt at the look that crossed his face the moment he came. He was absolutely gorgeous, features lax, mouth hanging open, eyes squeezed tightly shut. He’d thrown his head back, hitting the headboard with a painful sounding thud. His new position left his neck exposed, Bones' eyes greedily took in the long line of his throat. His whole body had tensed with his release, muscles tightening, the tendons in his neck straining.
Jim was panting harshly, needing to catch his breath after such an orgasm, his chest heaving with the effort. He sagged against the mattress, more relaxed then he could remember being in a very long time. Bones' hands had let him go, but the other man was still licking him clean, removing every last trace of his seed. He finally let Jim slip out of his mouth, placing one last kiss on the softening shaft, then scattering small pecks along his thighs and stomach just below his belly button.
Crawling back up Jim’s body, Leonard kissed up a pale throat, before slanting his mouth over the other’s, claiming his lips in a crushing kiss. Jim could taste himself on Bones' tongue, and it sent another spark of arousal shooting through his stomach to his cock, which was already starting to stir again in renewed interest. Jim rolled the two of them over, so that Jim was now on top, although he knew Bones had allowed the move, when it came to physical strength right now Bones was the stronger of the two.
His hands moved to Leonard's groin, undoing the button before unzipping the fly of his pants. Leonard watched as Jim went to slide down his larger frame, obviously about to reciprocate the favor he’d just received. His hands shot out, grabbing onto Jim’s shoulders, holding him in place. Startled blue eyes looked up at him, lips parted and wet from their kisses. Leonard just barely managed to hold back a groan at the sight the other man made. He licked his lips once before forcing himself to say the words he felt obligated to get out in the open. “Jim. You don’t have to do anything. This was just for you, I don’t expect anything in return if you don’t want to.”
Jim looked up at Leonard, blue eyes staring at him intently. “But what if this is what I want to do? Unless…” He hesitated for a moment, and Leonard could see the insecurity swirling in his eyes before it was pushed away. “Unless you’d rather fuck me?”
Leonard wasn’t able to hold back the moan that wanted to slip out at the visual Jim’s question gave him. As an answer, Leonard tightened his hold even more on Jim’s body, before rolling them back over, pressing the smaller frame of his friend into the mattress. The Are you sure, was on the tip of his tongue but he bit back the urge to ask, not wanting to give Jim a chance to change his mind. Instead of questioning him, Leonard leaned down to catch those tempting lips in another kiss.
Leonard decided his pants had stayed on long enough, there was no way he was going to stay clothed when he could be pressed up naked against all off that beautiful skin. Besides, the pleasant tingle in his groin had grown, and was now an almost painful ache. Jim had succeeded in getting his pants undone, and he never bothered with a belt, so it didn’t take much effort at all to wiggle out of the fabric, underwear following shortly after. He sighed at the relief from the pressure against his cock. He’d managed to get the rest of his clothes off without having to do much more then shift his position on top of Jim a bit. He was still straddling Jim's thighs, and he rocked forward, grinding his stiff member against Jim’s already stirring crotch.
He growled at the sparks that shot through his system at the contact. Leonard actually shivered when he caught the look on Jim’s face. Those ocean blue eyes were darkened, the sheer amount of lust and pure want shining in their depths was frightening. Leonard was starting to get a little suspicious, that maybe this wasn’t a spur of the moment decision on Jim’s part to sleep with him. However, that was the extent his arousal fogged brain would take the thought. His own need was about to take over, demanding he do something about the erection that was straining for attention.
Jim was having trouble thinking straight, his mind was overloaded by both a post orgasmic haze and the sight of Bones' exposed body. Over their years at the Academy it was almost a given that he would have seen Bones naked, but never like this. Never this close, for this long, and never before when Bones was hard. Usually all he’d see were quick glances from just out of the shower. Now Jim was close enough to touch, to watch as every shift of Bones' limbs outlined surprisingly solid muscle, how the way Bones was sitting on him left his flesh tingling where they were touching. His gaze strayed, inevitably, to the heavy member swaying between Bones' legs. He swallowed the short moan of anticipation that wanted to pass his lips. Bones was definitely large, Jim was going to enjoy having Bones inside him, hopefully in a few short minutes.
The blow job must have sucked out his brain as well as his release, because Jim was slow to realize that his hands should be touching the same places his eyes were wandering, that they shouldn’t just be laying limp at his sides. He stretched out a trembling hand, fingers nudging against ridged flesh, testing out the feel before curling around satin covered steel with more confidence then he actually felt.
Jim wasn’t about to admit to Bones that he’s never touched another man before. Women, yes, he'd been with more women then was probably healthy, but he'd never trusted another man to go this far with him before. He wanted to keep some of his dignity at least, and letting slip that he was a virgin when it came to his own gender wouldn’t help with that. Jim figured though, that he should be able to get through this with a minimal amount of blunders. He knew how he liked to touch himself, much of that probably applied to Bones as well. Jerking off was something Jim definitely knew a lot about. Plus, when it came down to the actual sex, it was Bones who would be doing the majority of the hard work, Jim knew that the main point he’d have to concentrate on was relaxing.
Leonard’s breath hissed out from between his teeth at the first stroke of Jim’s hand, at the feel of a palm slightly smaller then his own touching him. All of Jim was so much different from his own frame. He was slim and lean, only lightly muscled, he was all sharp angles from skin stretched tight over jutting bones. He couldn’t however, be mistaken for a girl, he might look more fragile than a lot of guys, but his build was still masculine.
Jim was getting used to the feeling of someone else’s dick in his hand. It was different then what he was used to, Bones was both thicker and longer then he was, but even the skin felt different. Bones' skin seemed thicker to him, the veins more pronounced. His hand slid up and down with sure movements, watching as Bones' back arched, hands clenching tighter on Jim’s waist. He bit back the urge to wince, knowing his hold was tight enough that it was going to leave marks, he would wear the bruises with pride.
Reluctantly, Leonard grabbed Jim’s wrist, stopping his movements. Not that he really wanted to, but this wasn’t going to last long if he continued to let Jim touch him. Instead, he pushed that talented hand down onto the bed with one hand before doing the same to the opposite hand. “I don’t want you to move, okay? If you take your hands off the mattress, I’ll stop what I’m doing. You got it?”
Jim nodded, hands curling into fists in the sheets, as a mental reminder of the order he’d been given. He smirked though, unable to resist a chance to poke at Bones' patience. “But you’re not doing anything yet.”
Leonard growled lightly, moving to get off the bed. He caught the flash of panic in Jim’s eyes, and was quick to reassure him. He leaned down for a hard kiss, nibbling on his bottom lip. “Trust me, I’ll definitely be doing something soon. Just you wait. I’ll have you begging shortly.”
He crossed the room, heading for the bathroom, opening the medicine cabinet, poking around, all the while giving Jim a very good view of his body. Defined back, wide shoulders, and as Jim’s gaze swept lower, his breathing sped up. Strong legs led to powerful thighs, and Jim’s brain stuttered to a halt looking at Bones' ass. His fingers itched to touch the pale skin, find out if those shapely globes were as firm as they appeared. While Jim had been distracted, Bones had continued to hunt through the cabinet, obviously searching for something. He was muttering under his breath, sounding annoyed. “C’mon, I know I it's in here somewhere. Shows how long it's been since I used the stuff, can't even recognize it anymore. Damn thing is too small.”
A few more moments of rooting around in the bathroom proved successful, his hand closing around what he wanted. “Got you.”
Jim didn’t know what he’d been looking for until Bones turned around, a smile on his face, small bottle held triumphantly in one hand. Jim recognized the bottle right away, red cap and purple sticker plastered on a clear, curved plastic bottle. He didn’t return Bones' smile, could only blink at him stupidly. While appreciative of the fact that they now had this, Jim could think of only one thing to say. “Bones. You know I keep my lube in the bathroom.” His voice was flat, unimpressed. “Why?”
Leonard froze, smile slipping slightly but not completely disappearing. He wasn’t sure if being honest here was going to be a deal breaker. He’d originally hunted through Jim's cabinet months ago, hoping to be prepared if this moment ever came. So he settled for a half truth, an answer he knew would satisfy Jim's curiosity, and he just hoped that Jim wouldn't have any follow up questions. “It’s always been in there, right?.” He shrugged, trying to stay cool. “It's where I keep mine too, well and in the bedside drawer, but you never know when it’s going to come in handy. Either when I’m lonely, or I find a pretty little thing that catches my interest on shore leave.”
He waggled his eyebrows, trying to dispel the sudden tension in the room. It worked, Jim laughed, shaking his head. “Please don’t do that. It makes you look ridiculous.” Jim refused to think about how the thought of Bones with anyone else stung. He had to focus on the fact that Bones was here with him right now, that he was the one making his friend hard, that it was Jim’s body he wanted, not some random stranger.
Leonard was back on the bed in moments, but instead of straddling Jim this time, he pushed those long legs apart, settling himself in between. He left the bottle sitting next to him on the blanket, his hands running up Jim’s legs. Fingertips caressed the man under him, trying to learn every inch that he could. As his fingers travelled higher, skirting just along the edge of his groin, Jim spread his legs further, letting them fall wide open. The change in his position left him fully exposed to Leonard’s eyes, hiding nothing from him.
Jim’s throat was working, trying to figure out how to tell Bones to just get on with it already. He didn’t trust his voice with so many words. To himself at least, Jim would admit that he was scared. It was one thing to have access to porn and books, but reading about and watching sex with guys was one thing. Physically going through with this was something different all together. His shaking, tremulous voice would give him away, so Jim settled for a simple one word plea, throwing all his pent up need behind it. “Please!”
The wanton, strangled word almost sent Leonard over the edge of his control. One hand groped for the bottle, grasping it and flipping the cap open one handed. He poured the liquid over his other hand, coating his fingers thoroughly. Despite Jim’s obvious attempt to cover up his unease, Leonard could still see a sliver of fear reflected in his eyes. He leaned down to capture his lips in a kiss, needing to get Jim as relaxed as possible before he tried anything. He coaxed Jim’s mouth open, tongue flicking against his teeth, running along the roof of his mouth before finally tangling with the other, dominating the kiss, yet still managing to be gentle.
Once he felt the last of Jim’s nervous tension drain, felt him slump fully back, only then did Leonard move. One slick finger reached between his legs, circling the opening there, but not pushing in yet. Leonard's other hand started rubbing soothing patterns into Jim’s hip, trying to keep him relaxed. Jim realized what he was doing, that he was being careful with him, almost wary of his reactions. “Do it now Bones, I’m not going to get any more relaxed for this. I trust you.”
That was all Leonard needed to be reassured that he was doing the right thing. He slid a finger past that tight ring of muscle with relative ease. But then, the first finger was always the easiest. Jim had gasped as he was first breached, and it wasn’t what he’d been expecting. It didn’t hurt, it could barely be considered uncomfortable, but it was an odd feeling. Not bad exactly, but different, not seeing the appeal to this yet. Leonard wiggled his finger deeper, searching, wanting Jim to experience how good this could be. He knew he found the bundle of nerves when Jim’s hips bucked, a short cry wrenched from his throat.
While he was still riding the spike of pleasure, Bones slipped in another finger. Jim let out a grunt, with two fingers now it really was starting to burn a little. He didn’t care though, all he wanted was for Bones to hit that spot inside him again. Bones' fingers kept moving, pumping in and out, stretching muscles that tried to protest being loosened. He scissored his fingers, making sure he brushed Jim’s prostate to counter balance any pain he might be feeling. Leonard knew that technically, he was going slow, that he was being overly careful. But if it was, as he suspected, Jim’s first time with a guy, it wouldn’t be a good idea to be too rough to start off with. Leonard would do this properly, even if all he wanted to do was bury himself in the younger man.
By the time he added a third digit, Jim was still incredibly tight, inner walls squeezing snug around his fingers. The smaller man wasn’t however, in any discomfort. He was moaning shamelessly now, pushing down every time Leonard pulled his fingers back, trying to impale himself. The sounds he was making had Leonard half crazed; his canting hips searching for the right angle had left the brunette rock hard. He could almost swear his cock had never been so stiff in his life, his erection was actually painful at this point. He pulled his fingers free, amused by the whimper Jim let out, how his body searched for the fingers that had been filling him seconds ago.
“Shh…it’ll be okay, give me a minute and you’ll have something better then my fingers inside you.”
Jim had a hard time believing anything could make him feel better then he did before Bones had pulled away. He whimpered again, and only the fact that he remembered Bones' earlier order stopped him from trying to fuck himself on his own hand. He watched through heavy lidded eyes as Bones shifted on the bed, hooking his hands under Jim’s knees, pushing his legs up and back, opening him even further, getting into a better position. Bones braced himself on one hand, resting it next to Jim’s head. He was on his knees, Jim’s legs spread on either side of his body.
Seeing how badly Jim needed this, Leonard didn’t bother lubing up his cock with anything more then the leftover from his hand. It would be enough, he’d taken enough time in preparing him, and his cock was already slick with his own pre-come. Leonard moved quickly as he slicked himself, his aching cock was sensitive to the touch, and he didn’t want to waste any pleasure using his own hand. He lined himself up with Jim’s stretched hole, but didn’t go any further yet.
Jim bit his lip when he felt the blunt tip of Bones' member resting against his ass. That definitely felt bigger then a couple of fingers. Remembering how large Bones had looked, had felt when he’d held him in his hand, Jim nervously twisted his hands in the blanket, body tensing slightly. Which he knew was a bad idea, that tensing now would only make things worse, he knew he needed to relax. If only his body would agree with what his mind already knew.
He tried to relax as much as he could, but his body refused to listen, he couldn’t relax muscles that had tightened in nervous anticipation. Bones must have noticed his unease, as he’d started rubbing soothing circles on his hip with a thumb, before bending down. Lips kissed and nipped their way up Jim’s neck to his ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth before biting down. His gasped at the slight pain, moaning in the next moment as Bones' tongue licked across the bite in apology. Butterfly soft kisses trailed along Jim’s jaw until they reached his chin. A quick lick along the cleft before Bones' lips moved up, planting a kiss on the corner of Jim’s mouth.
Jim turned his head to meet the brunette’s lips with his own, mouth opening immediately, submitting willingly to Bones' lead. He lost himself in the feel of lips pressing against his, the slickness of a tongue tangling with his own, the taste of Bones as well as a trace of himself as well. Jim didn’t know it, but the kisses were all part of Bones' diversionary tactics, his plan to get him completely relaxed and get his mind off what was about to happen. He felt it when Jim’s muscles finally loosened again, the tension leaving his body. Without breaking the kiss, his thumb still rubbing comforting circles, Leonard pressed his hips forward, the slick tip of his cock starting to push inside.
Even though he’d prepared him beforehand, Jim was still impossibly tight, his opening putting up a good amount of resistance. Leonard knew though, that once he’d gotten past that first ring of muscle, it would be easier to move. The head of his cock finally slipped inside, that tight channel gripping him like a vise. Jim’s breath left him in a rush, attempting to adjust to the intrusion. Leonard pushed in a little further, sinking in an inch or so before Jim’s body went taut under him, a grimace flitting across his face. One of Jim’s hands unclenched its hold on the blanket, coming up to clutch at the arm Leonard had positioned next to his head. Fingers dug into Leonard’s bicep, letting out a few shaky breaths before speaking up. “Just do it Bones. All at once, quickly. Slow is only making it worse for me.”
“What? But I don’t want to hurt you. You don’t know what you’re asking for.” Jim’s demand was tempting, but he didn’t want to cause him pain.
Jim would have tried to impale himself if Bones was going to hesitate, but with his legs pushed up to his chest the way they were he couldn’t get the leverage. Everything depended on Bones, and whether Jim could convince the brunette to go faster. Pitching his voice as husky and seductive as he could manage, Jim tried again. “Please Bones, I need to feel you, need to have you inside me. Now. No more waiting. Please.”
Leonard nodded reluctantly, unable to deny the other man anything for long. The hand that had been on Jim’s thigh shifted, moving to take hold of Jim’s shoulder, keeping him in place. “If you’re sure then.”
He waited for Jim’s answering nod before moving. He snapped his hips forward in one swift motion, burying himself to the hilt. Jim gasped, teeth gritted against the burn that tore through him. Leonard moaned as he rammed himself home, the flesh gripping his length was tight enough to almost be too much, was so tight that Leonard didn’t think he’d even be able to move yet if he wanted to.
Despite the burning sensation shooting up his spine, Jim couldn’t bring himself to regret his decision. Already the discomfort was fading, and there never had been any actual pain. What was left over was worth it in his opinion. The feeling of Bones filling him was amazing, he felt so full, so right, it felt like this was where Bones belonged. His breath huffed in and out in quick pants. He wiggled his hips, trying to shift his position, but stilled when he heard Bones hiss out a strangled. “Don’t move!”
When Jim had moved, he’d managed to actually push Leonard even deeper inside, something the brunette hadn’t thought possible. His friend felt too good, he had to try and get control over his arousal, or this wasn’t going to last very long. He closed his eyes, blocking out the beautiful sight Jim made, the sight of their joined bodies was overwhelming. Leonard took a few deep breaths, calming himself. Jim’s next plea destroyed all the progress he’d made, shredded the last of his tenuous control into tatters. “Bones move, please. I need to feel you.”
Leonard growled, pure instinct driving him now, the need to move, to take, to own, overpowering his rational mind. He jerked his hips back, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. Jim’s choked off cry didn’t even make him pause, a corner of his mind realizing there was no pain in the sound. His thrusts were brutal, sharp movements that didn’t give Jim any time to adjust before he moved again. “Oh God…Bones…harder.”
Leonard changed the angle of his thrusts, making sure his cock brushed Jim’s prostate on every push and pull. Jim shouldn’t be capable of words at this point, should be incoherent, reduced to grunts and moans. He obliged the other's plea for harder, his hips pumping in an almost violent rhythm. He swallowed Jim’s cries and moans in a kiss, their lips mashed together, Leonard’s teeth biting into Jim’s lower lip.
Jim was dizzy with pleasure, the slide of Bones' cock in and out of him bringing him to new heights with every thrust. Heat was pooling low in his belly; his own dick was hard again, arching up against his stomach. The hand that had been holding Jim’s shoulder moved, drifting down to rub at Jim’s chest, rolling and tweaking the stiff bud of his nipple between his fingers. Jim squirmed, not having known how sensitive his nipples were before this. Every touch was sending an electric shock down his spine. Between the pounding his prostate was getting, and the torturous touch to his chest, Bones was probably going to make him come without actually being touched directly.
However, it didn’t look like he was going to be given the chance to find out. Bones' hand drifted further south, trailing over a flat stomach, just skimming wiry pubic hair. Jim groaned, frustrated now, wanting to feel Bones' hand wrapped around him. He tried to move his hips, bumping his erection into Bones' fingers. All his lover did though, was skirt his hand even farther away, so that Jim’s hips were only jerking up into the air, not getting any friction. “Bones please!” His plaintive voice came out as a half sob.
Leonard pitied him, taking hold of Jim’s leaking shaft, pumping his fist counterpoint to his every thrust, so that Jim didn’t get any break at all from the pleasure spiking through him. Leonard gazed down at his friend, a burst of pride rushing through him as he took in the sight. Jim was writhing beneath him, moaning, gasping out nonsense words between each breath. He was both trying to move up into Leonard’s hand, and push down onto his cock at the same time, resulting in nothing more then his hips jerking in tiny, useless little circles. Leonard took pride in the knowledge that he was the one able to reduce Jim to this squirming, incoherent mess.
Bones sped up his movements, hips snapping hard, their flash slapping together. Jim’s back arched, trying to push Bones even deeper, hoping to be able to feel this later on, to try and have this moment last for as long as possible. Leonard could tell Jim was close to the edge, his body was tensing, muscles starting to go ridged. He wasn’t however, letting go completely, Leonard could tell that he was holding back, even though he didn’t know why.
Jim could feel his release coming, but he fought the need away, wanting to prolong this moment as long as possible. He didn’t want this to end, didn’t want to lose this new connection to his best friend. It was stupid, Jim knew eventually this was going to end, they couldn’t possibly keep at it forever, but he’d enjoy it while it lasted. He snaked his arms around Bones' back, trying to pull him closer, be touching as much bare skin as he possibly could. He clung to him tightly, even if his hold was pressing their bodies too close for Bones to be properly jerking him off now. His hand was instead trapped between them, rubbing in tandem with his thrusts, the head of Jim’s cock sliding along Bones' stomach, smearing a slick path along his abs.
Leonard was getting desperate, he needed Jim to come, and the sooner the better. He was about ready to explode himself, but he wanted to get Jim off first. Since nothing he was doing physically seemed to be enough, Leonard resorted to dirty tricks. Remembering the effect his voice and growl had on the other man earlier, Leonard went with that tactic. He growled low in his throat, lips pressed to Jim’s neck so he could feel the vibrations. A shudder ran through that lean frame, but it wasn’t quite enough yet. With the growl still underlining his words, Leonard gave him a command, hoping he would follow it. “Come on Jim, I want you to come for me, darlin'. Now.”
A keening moan escaped from between Jim’s tightly clenched teeth as his entire body went taut as a bowstring, release hitting him hard. His hips jerked in staccato, spurting his come onto both of their stomachs. The moan changed into a scream of pleasure as Bones' next thrust hit his prostate right on, no longer only brushing against it. Jim’s ass tightened around him, muscles fluttering from the strength of his orgasm.
Leonard stilled at the feeling, fully sheathed inside, enjoying the pulse of muscles clenching and releasing. Leonard was still milking his lover's cock, not letting go until Jim hissed, his sensitive length twitching in discomfort. Jim was totally limp below him, a blissed out expression on his face, looking at peace. Leonard wasn’t finished with him yet though. He pushed Jim’s legs even farther back, grateful that he was so flexible, even as he filed that information away to use later on. With his knees pushed so far back they were nearly touching his shoulders, Jim’s ass was tilted even higher, and Leonard amazingly, impossibly, slid deeper inside.
He jerked his hips at an even harsher pace, unrelenting, pounding into the tight hole which was still spasming tightly around him. Leonard could feel his release coming, his thrusts getting more erratic, losing his rhythm as he strove towards completion. He buried himself to the hilt in one more thrust, shouting Jim’s name as his orgasm hit, his seed spilling inside his lover, hips jerking with every spurt of his cock.
Leonard slumped down over Jim, laying on top of him, resting his entire weight on him. He nuzzled kisses just under Jim’s jaw, slow, wet ones, his body lazy now that he was spent. His cock was starting to soften, but still he didn’t pull out, not wanting to relinquish Jim's body just yet. His hands followed every curve and line he could reach, roaming gently over flesh, memorizing the shape and feel, not sure if he’d get another chance.
Jim had his eyes closed, soaking up the feel of Bones laying on him, touching him, the slick feel of his come inside him. His eyelids fluttered at the sensation of gentle kisses along his jaw. His arms were still wrapped around Bones' broad back, hands clinging tightly. Slowly, he started to release his hold, hands sliding down, skimming over Bones' flank before falling back to his sides. He heard Bones sigh the moment before he started to move, pulling away. Jim viciously stamped down his sudden urge to grab hold of Bones again, to refuse to let go. He was stupid to think Bones would waste time cuddling with him, he knew the man didn't do commitment, not after his failed marriage. All the same, Jim couldn’t help the pain that slithered across his chest, fighting to keep himself still.
His eyes squeezed even tighter closed when Bones' softening cock finally slipped from his ass at his movements, leaving him feeling empty once again. Bones rolled to the side, stretching out on the queen sized bed. Now that they weren’t being held up anymore, Jim’s feet lowered back to the mattress, sliding down until his legs were laying flat again. Jim pushed himself up onto his elbows, trying to gauge the look on Bones' face. His friend though, resisted his every attempt to catch his eye, staring fixedly at a point on the wall off to the left of the bed.
Jim couldn’t tell if Bones was regretting what they’d just done. He hoped not, hoped he’d get another chance to do this, the sooner the better. He was starting to get nervous, unsure if he’d wrecked things between them. Before he could work himself into a full blown panic though, Bones finally turned to look at him. His expression was unreadable, and Jim frowned, not sure what was going through the older man's head. Bones was just staring at him, eyes fixed on his face, and Jim would admit that it was starting to unnerve him a bit. When he parted his lips to speak though, Bones' hand shot out to cover his mouth. “Wait Jim. Before you say anything, please let me say my piece first. Then you can tell me to fuck off or to go away or whatever response you deem appropriate. Just...don't interrupt me before I'm finished, that's all I ask.”
After a moment Jim nodded, and almost reluctantly Leonard lowered his hand. “Now, I'll start off by admitting that my divorce kinda messed me up, and I haven't had any real relationships since Jocelyn so royally screwed me over.” A swift glare stopped Jim when normally he would have jumped in to defend the other man. “But, and here's the point that I really need you to just shut up and listen to, I think I'm ready to try again. I think, now that I've been out here for over four months, and away from Jocelyn and her poisonous attitude, i can try and not just relive the past over and over.”
Bones had no need to worry about Jim not paying attention. He was being held rapt by Bones' every word, hardly daring to hope that this conversation was going to go his way. His heart was pounding, and it took everything he had to keep his breathing regular and even. The next words from his best friend sent his heart leaping up into his throat. “I care about you Jim, and not just as the best friend I've ever had, even though you are.. You pulled me back into reality when all i wanted to do was drown myself in booze. I couldn't have gotten any lower back then, and you saved me from that. Those first months at the Academy were when everything finally started happening for me again. And i have you to thank for that.”
His hand came up to cup Jim's cheek, thumb sweeping tenderly along his cheekbone. “I love you Jim, and there's no one I would rather try living my life with more then you.”
Jim was frozen after Bones fell quiet, able to do nothing other then blink owlishly at the older man. He had to have heard wrong, there's no way Bones had just said he loved him. It just wasn't possible. How many nights had they spent at the bar, with Bones drunk off his ass and Jim tipsy, with the doctor stating quite empathetically that he was swearing off love. That anything he did in the future was going to be for sex and nothing else. “Bones...I...” He stopped, swallowed, not sure what t say.
“I told you once I said what I had to that you could do anything you wanted. That you could say whatever to me.” Leonard's voice was tentative, the Southern drawl more evident in his vulnerability.
Jim licked his lips, and the fact that Bones followed the movement helped bat away his remaining nerves. “I choose option three.” At the confusion that spread across the brunette's face, Jim elaborated. “I'm choosing whatever response I deem appropriate.”
He didn't say anything more though, causing Leonard to prompt, “And what do you deem to be appropriate?”
He focused his gaze on hazel eyes and paused for a moment before answering. “I love you too.”
His response was simple, nothing like the speech that Bones had given, but it illicited an even bigger response in the other man. Jim found himself quickly tackled and pushed flat on his back, his mouth covered by Bones'. This kiss was better then any that they had shared previously. Maybe it was just the fact that Jim now knew there were deeper feeling behind it that gave them the illusion of a closer connection. Bones rolled over, tugging until Jim followed, ending up draped across the other man's chest.
Bones grabbed a corner of the blanket, pulling it up and settling it around their waists. Jim raised his head, about to ask Bones why he chose now to share his secret, but Bones' hand pressed against the back of his neck, tucking his head into the crook of Bones' neck. “Just get some sleep now darlin'. We'll talk after, I promise. But right now you need some rest, and so do i. Neither of us have gotten much rest the last little while., you especially.”
Jim settled more comfortably against Leonard, tangling their legs together and draping an arm on Bones' chest. Jim sighed in contentment as both of Bones' arms wrapped tightly around his back. They fell asleep together, exhausted by the ordeals that although different, affected them equally. At least now though, they would face everything else that the universe thew at them together now.
End