Air'Ros 5/?
Title: Air'Ros
Author: HandwithQuill
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Warnings: Au in which Leonard McCoy is not the CMO of the Enterprise. Kinda, sorta Cupid!Bones.
Summary: A mission takes the Enterprise to the planet Cамракот durning the Ritual of Lufsum. There Jim meets Air'Ros. Based on the myth of Cupid and Psyche.
A/N: Beta'd by the always awesome ken_ichijouji
Once again Jim found himself suddenly awake. Something in the feel of the air let him know he wasn't alone. He didn't say anything as the mattress at his feet dipped.
“Jim?” Air'Ros whispered. A hand came out to caress his ankle. “I know you're awake.” Jim breathed deeply, but still didn't speak. “Are you mad at me?”
“You weren't here when I woke up.” Jim could never keep quiet “I spent most of the day thinking it-you-were a vivid dream. I could barely concentrate on the peace negotiations I was attending!” He sat up, pulling his legs to him, and wrapped his arms around them. “I still kinda think I’m dreaming. Are you real?”
“I'm real.”
“Why didn't you stay? Why was there no evidence that you were here? And how did you get in here? I know I voice locked the door last night. And I put a thumb code in tonight. Who are you?”
“Does...does it matter?”
”Yes, it matters! I don't know who you are! I don't know anything about you! For all I know you're working on the other side of the mineral talks I’m starting tomorrow. Hell, I don't ever know what you look like, and yet last night-” He broke off and took another deep breath. “Last night I let you fuck me to one of the best orgasms of my life!”
He heard Air'Ros swallow harshly at his words, and felt him slide closer on the bed “Would you like to see me?”
“Yes! But we can't turn on the lights until tomorrow. Will you be around?”
“...there's another way you could 'see' me.”
“How?” Jim felt his eyebrow raise in suspicion.
“Like this.” His hand was taken and raised and his fingertips were pressed to a forehead. “Look at me.”
Jim remained frozen, mind racing, his fingers curled slightly before he made a decision “Lay in the middle of the bed.” He moved out of the way. “And get undressed,” he added, shucking his own clothes.
He heard something thunk onto the end table, then the soft rustling of fabric. The bed dipped again as Air'Ros laid down. He could feel the heat coming off of him as he knelt indecisively next to him. Screw indecisive, Jim swung his leg up and over to straddle him, settling right in front of his already hard cock. Surprised, Air'Ros gasped and put his hands on Jim’s hips.
He reached his hands out and buried them in the hair of the man under him. It was soft, long enough to wrap a lock around his finger. He tugged on it. “What color?”
“Brown. Was blond when I was younger.”
“Hmm.” Jim let go of the lock and ran his hands, nails lightly scratching along the scalp, back to his nape, then up each side, behind his ears and back up to his forehead. He pressed his index fingers flat and ran them to each side. Down the side, along the cheekbones, up along the nose. He traversed each eyebrow then slowly, giving him time the close his eyes, the lids. “And these?”
“Depends.” Air'Ros said softly. “Some say green, some brown. They seem to change depending on the light and the color of what I’m wearing. So, I guess hazel.”
Traveling along the cheekbones again, he traced under them, down to the jaw and followed that up to the ears. Up under the lobes, around to top of the shell, then following the whorls inside. Back out he retraced the jaw all the way down to the chin. Once his fingers met, one left while the other fell into the divot between chin and bottom lip. He circled around to the one above the top lips, letting his finger rest there. He slowly brought it down to rest on the lips.
“No!” He pulled his hand away when Air'Ros nipped at it. “Behave.” He replaced his finger, running it slowly back and forth. The top lip was full, but not as full as the bottom one. Jim lightly pinched it between his fingers.
He leaned forward and placed his mouth against Air'Ros' forehead and going left, let his lips retrace the path his fingers made. Forehead, ear, cheek, eye,and nose. Then over to the other side. When he got to the chin, he nipped at it, then hovered over his lips. He pointed his tongue and circled them before kissing them and nibbled on the bottom lip. Again he pulled away when Air'Ros tried to deepen the kiss.
He sat back up and placed both hands on his throat. From there he moved right to the shoulder, circling the bicep and running down the forearm to the hands. Cupping it, he touched the back, then palm, ran a finger between each finger. Then he dropped it and repeated it on the left arm.
Moving back to the chest, he used both hands bringing them down, across the nipples, which were stiff peaks under his hands, the stomach was firm. He brought them together and ran them up the trail of hair.
Once there, he again leaned forward and kissed the pulse point. Air'Ros squirmed under him. He made a note of that and moved over the neck to his chest and starting with the left shoulder moved back and forth down to the waist, making sure to kiss every inch of skin.
He shifted down further, smirking at the gasp that the man under him made as he grasped his hips. His thumbs were on the hipbones; he kneaded them, moving into the crease of the thigh. When he met wiry hair, he drifted down to give the same attention to each leg that he did to the arms. Hands splayed to take in every bit of skin. He laughed when the foot in his hand jerked as his nails barely touched the sole. He tried the other foot and got the same reaction. Jim was tempted to play with that information, but he kept himself on task.
He moved his hands up that leg in such a way as to be laying out when he reached the left hip. He kissed it before trailing his way down, then back up the other leg. He nipped the other hip then tongued the skin between the thigh.
“Jim,” was breathed.
He lifted up and let his breath ghost on the straining erection. A hand touched his head, and he pushed up. He'd save that for later.
“Over.” He tugged at Air'Ros' shoulder to urge him on to his stomach.
This time he started at the bottom. He cupped the right ankle and moved up to brush at the back of the knee, making note when Air'Ros hissed. Then further up he went until he almost touched the curve of an ass cheek. On the left leg, he didn't get the same jump at the back of the knee, so he passed it quickly.
When he pressed his mouth to skin this time, he used more of his tongue. So that when he arrived back at the right knee, he laved at the tender tissue. Air'Ros moaned and bucked into the mattress. After playing there for some time he moved on.
But he skipped the posterior, and placed his hands on the back. Moving them up the same way he did the chest, but as he rounded the shoulder blades, he stopped. They felt...there was something about the point. It didn't lay flat. As if under the skin there was a bony protrusion.
He eased a fingertip under the slight ridge, but pulled his hand away when Air'Ros whimpered.
“Sorry. Hurts?”
“No,” His voice trembled. “Please, again. Touch me there again.”
Jim did so. Being gentle, he traced under the ridge again.
“Oh!” Air'Ros bucked into the bed again. Jim brought his other hand up and ran his thumbs under both shoulder blades. Back and forth. Slowly, back and forth. Air'Ros moaned and shifted on the bed.
Jim placed one hand on the bed to steady himself as he straddled him. He kissed between the shoulder blades, then ran his tongue along the path his left thumb had gone.
“Oh, fuck!” Air'Ros shouted. He lifted his hip, pushing into Jim's length, before grinding into the mattress. Jim alternated between the left and right shoulder, while his hand came down to caress Air'Ros' ass. One hand slipped between the crack to massage the hole. Circling around, pressing just the pad of a finger inside. All the while kissing, licking and nipping at the sensitive shoulders blades. Air'Ros bucked back onto the hand. “Tótéon mec! Jim, please, behóf ðú innoþ! Need you inside me!”
Jim grinned and removed his hands to reach for the bottle that Air'Ros had put of the side table and felt Air'ros get his knees under him. The oil had a stronger fragrance in the bottle; it was familiar, but he couldn't place it. And right now it really didn't matter. He poured some into his hand and spread it around the entrance to Air'Ros' body. He also went back to mouthing his shoulders. He quickly worked up to two fingers, Air'Ros pushing back hard the whole time.
“Damn it, Jim! Just fuck me already!” was said as Jim tried to put a third finger in.
“You sure?” he asked, even as he used the oil on his hand to slick himself up.
“Yes!” he gasped, so Jim lined up and slowly pushed in. Jim shuddered at the tight heat. It had been so long since he had something this enticing wrapped around his cock that it almost overwhelmed him. He kept still and returned to kissing Air'ros' shoulder blades.
“Jim!” Air'Ros pleaded, “Move!”
He started slowly rocking his hips, picking up the pace to get a good rhythm going. Then he started changing the angle on each thrust, searching.
“þærunder” Air'Ros gasped on one thrust. “There, Jim. Right there.”
Jim kept that angle, speeding up, and reached around to the long neglected erection. He didn't grasp it tightly, but let his fingers barely touch the heated flesh.
“Griósn mec gestíðe, Gecwéman!” Air'Ros whimpered, pushing back hard. “Gecwéman, gecwéman, Jim! Gestíðe!” He angled his hips to try to make contact with Jim’s hand. “Gestíðe-harder, Jim. Please, touch me harder.”
He did, tightening his hand and once again going back to laving at his shoulder blades. His other hand griped his hip, speeding up his thrust as he could feel his orgasm getting closer. He squeezed his hand in time with his thrust, trying to bring Air'Ros with him. It seemed to have worked as not too much longer, Air'Ros' hips stuttered, and he clenched around Jim. Jim’s eyes rolled back at the pressure, and his balls tightened in release. They both slumped forward at the same time, trapping Jim’s hand under Air'Ros.
Jim was coming back to himself, when he noticed that Air'Ros was squirming under him. Also, the cock in his hand was hard again or still. His lover seemed to have amazing stamina. He slowly backed away, causing them both to moan as he slipped out.
With hands on hips and shoulders, he encouraged Air'Ros to roll over. He kissed his way down to Air'Ros' waist. Steadying the erection with one hand, he ran the flat of his tongue along the top of the head. Jim heard Air'Ros grip the sheets as his hips jumped. Jim himself moaned as he tasted what was on his tongue. He leaned down again, relaxing his throat, taking as much as possible in. Jim sealed his mouth around it and slowly worked his way up, swirling his tongue, tracking down every remaining trace of Air'Ros' release. When he only had the head in this mouth he added his other hand and sucked.
“Oh!” The hips bucked again and a hand rested lightly in his hair. He kept that up for a little bit, and when Air'Ros started shifting under him, he lowered and raised his head. “Jim, I-I'm gonna-” His hair was tugged. Jim pulled up slightly, and relaxing his throat, pulled up on Air'Ros' hips. Taking the hint, Air'Ros started to thrust up into his mouth. Jim started swallowing, the motion seemed to be what triggered Air'Ros' release, as Jim’s mouth was immediately filled. Keeping it up until Air'Ros softened, Jim let him slip out and draped himself over Air'Ros' chest, tucking his face in Air'Ros' neck. Arms wrapped around his back, holding him close.
He didn't intend it, but as Air'Ros' breathing evened out, Jim found himself drifting to sleep.
Chapter 4 Chapter 6
Author: HandwithQuill
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Warnings: Au in which Leonard McCoy is not the CMO of the Enterprise. Kinda, sorta Cupid!Bones.
Summary: A mission takes the Enterprise to the planet Cамракот durning the Ritual of Lufsum. There Jim meets Air'Ros. Based on the myth of Cupid and Psyche.
A/N: Beta'd by the always awesome ken_ichijouji
Once again Jim found himself suddenly awake. Something in the feel of the air let him know he wasn't alone. He didn't say anything as the mattress at his feet dipped.
“Jim?” Air'Ros whispered. A hand came out to caress his ankle. “I know you're awake.” Jim breathed deeply, but still didn't speak. “Are you mad at me?”
“You weren't here when I woke up.” Jim could never keep quiet “I spent most of the day thinking it-you-were a vivid dream. I could barely concentrate on the peace negotiations I was attending!” He sat up, pulling his legs to him, and wrapped his arms around them. “I still kinda think I’m dreaming. Are you real?”
“I'm real.”
“Why didn't you stay? Why was there no evidence that you were here? And how did you get in here? I know I voice locked the door last night. And I put a thumb code in tonight. Who are you?”
“Does...does it matter?”
”Yes, it matters! I don't know who you are! I don't know anything about you! For all I know you're working on the other side of the mineral talks I’m starting tomorrow. Hell, I don't ever know what you look like, and yet last night-” He broke off and took another deep breath. “Last night I let you fuck me to one of the best orgasms of my life!”
He heard Air'Ros swallow harshly at his words, and felt him slide closer on the bed “Would you like to see me?”
“Yes! But we can't turn on the lights until tomorrow. Will you be around?”
“...there's another way you could 'see' me.”
“How?” Jim felt his eyebrow raise in suspicion.
“Like this.” His hand was taken and raised and his fingertips were pressed to a forehead. “Look at me.”
Jim remained frozen, mind racing, his fingers curled slightly before he made a decision “Lay in the middle of the bed.” He moved out of the way. “And get undressed,” he added, shucking his own clothes.
He heard something thunk onto the end table, then the soft rustling of fabric. The bed dipped again as Air'Ros laid down. He could feel the heat coming off of him as he knelt indecisively next to him. Screw indecisive, Jim swung his leg up and over to straddle him, settling right in front of his already hard cock. Surprised, Air'Ros gasped and put his hands on Jim’s hips.
He reached his hands out and buried them in the hair of the man under him. It was soft, long enough to wrap a lock around his finger. He tugged on it. “What color?”
“Brown. Was blond when I was younger.”
“Hmm.” Jim let go of the lock and ran his hands, nails lightly scratching along the scalp, back to his nape, then up each side, behind his ears and back up to his forehead. He pressed his index fingers flat and ran them to each side. Down the side, along the cheekbones, up along the nose. He traversed each eyebrow then slowly, giving him time the close his eyes, the lids. “And these?”
“Depends.” Air'Ros said softly. “Some say green, some brown. They seem to change depending on the light and the color of what I’m wearing. So, I guess hazel.”
Traveling along the cheekbones again, he traced under them, down to the jaw and followed that up to the ears. Up under the lobes, around to top of the shell, then following the whorls inside. Back out he retraced the jaw all the way down to the chin. Once his fingers met, one left while the other fell into the divot between chin and bottom lip. He circled around to the one above the top lips, letting his finger rest there. He slowly brought it down to rest on the lips.
“No!” He pulled his hand away when Air'Ros nipped at it. “Behave.” He replaced his finger, running it slowly back and forth. The top lip was full, but not as full as the bottom one. Jim lightly pinched it between his fingers.
He leaned forward and placed his mouth against Air'Ros' forehead and going left, let his lips retrace the path his fingers made. Forehead, ear, cheek, eye,and nose. Then over to the other side. When he got to the chin, he nipped at it, then hovered over his lips. He pointed his tongue and circled them before kissing them and nibbled on the bottom lip. Again he pulled away when Air'Ros tried to deepen the kiss.
He sat back up and placed both hands on his throat. From there he moved right to the shoulder, circling the bicep and running down the forearm to the hands. Cupping it, he touched the back, then palm, ran a finger between each finger. Then he dropped it and repeated it on the left arm.
Moving back to the chest, he used both hands bringing them down, across the nipples, which were stiff peaks under his hands, the stomach was firm. He brought them together and ran them up the trail of hair.
Once there, he again leaned forward and kissed the pulse point. Air'Ros squirmed under him. He made a note of that and moved over the neck to his chest and starting with the left shoulder moved back and forth down to the waist, making sure to kiss every inch of skin.
He shifted down further, smirking at the gasp that the man under him made as he grasped his hips. His thumbs were on the hipbones; he kneaded them, moving into the crease of the thigh. When he met wiry hair, he drifted down to give the same attention to each leg that he did to the arms. Hands splayed to take in every bit of skin. He laughed when the foot in his hand jerked as his nails barely touched the sole. He tried the other foot and got the same reaction. Jim was tempted to play with that information, but he kept himself on task.
He moved his hands up that leg in such a way as to be laying out when he reached the left hip. He kissed it before trailing his way down, then back up the other leg. He nipped the other hip then tongued the skin between the thigh.
“Jim,” was breathed.
He lifted up and let his breath ghost on the straining erection. A hand touched his head, and he pushed up. He'd save that for later.
“Over.” He tugged at Air'Ros' shoulder to urge him on to his stomach.
This time he started at the bottom. He cupped the right ankle and moved up to brush at the back of the knee, making note when Air'Ros hissed. Then further up he went until he almost touched the curve of an ass cheek. On the left leg, he didn't get the same jump at the back of the knee, so he passed it quickly.
When he pressed his mouth to skin this time, he used more of his tongue. So that when he arrived back at the right knee, he laved at the tender tissue. Air'Ros moaned and bucked into the mattress. After playing there for some time he moved on.
But he skipped the posterior, and placed his hands on the back. Moving them up the same way he did the chest, but as he rounded the shoulder blades, he stopped. They felt...there was something about the point. It didn't lay flat. As if under the skin there was a bony protrusion.
He eased a fingertip under the slight ridge, but pulled his hand away when Air'Ros whimpered.
“Sorry. Hurts?”
“No,” His voice trembled. “Please, again. Touch me there again.”
Jim did so. Being gentle, he traced under the ridge again.
“Oh!” Air'Ros bucked into the bed again. Jim brought his other hand up and ran his thumbs under both shoulder blades. Back and forth. Slowly, back and forth. Air'Ros moaned and shifted on the bed.
Jim placed one hand on the bed to steady himself as he straddled him. He kissed between the shoulder blades, then ran his tongue along the path his left thumb had gone.
“Oh, fuck!” Air'Ros shouted. He lifted his hip, pushing into Jim's length, before grinding into the mattress. Jim alternated between the left and right shoulder, while his hand came down to caress Air'Ros' ass. One hand slipped between the crack to massage the hole. Circling around, pressing just the pad of a finger inside. All the while kissing, licking and nipping at the sensitive shoulders blades. Air'Ros bucked back onto the hand. “Tótéon mec! Jim, please, behóf ðú innoþ! Need you inside me!”
Jim grinned and removed his hands to reach for the bottle that Air'Ros had put of the side table and felt Air'ros get his knees under him. The oil had a stronger fragrance in the bottle; it was familiar, but he couldn't place it. And right now it really didn't matter. He poured some into his hand and spread it around the entrance to Air'Ros' body. He also went back to mouthing his shoulders. He quickly worked up to two fingers, Air'Ros pushing back hard the whole time.
“Damn it, Jim! Just fuck me already!” was said as Jim tried to put a third finger in.
“You sure?” he asked, even as he used the oil on his hand to slick himself up.
“Yes!” he gasped, so Jim lined up and slowly pushed in. Jim shuddered at the tight heat. It had been so long since he had something this enticing wrapped around his cock that it almost overwhelmed him. He kept still and returned to kissing Air'ros' shoulder blades.
“Jim!” Air'Ros pleaded, “Move!”
He started slowly rocking his hips, picking up the pace to get a good rhythm going. Then he started changing the angle on each thrust, searching.
“þærunder” Air'Ros gasped on one thrust. “There, Jim. Right there.”
Jim kept that angle, speeding up, and reached around to the long neglected erection. He didn't grasp it tightly, but let his fingers barely touch the heated flesh.
“Griósn mec gestíðe, Gecwéman!” Air'Ros whimpered, pushing back hard. “Gecwéman, gecwéman, Jim! Gestíðe!” He angled his hips to try to make contact with Jim’s hand. “Gestíðe-harder, Jim. Please, touch me harder.”
He did, tightening his hand and once again going back to laving at his shoulder blades. His other hand griped his hip, speeding up his thrust as he could feel his orgasm getting closer. He squeezed his hand in time with his thrust, trying to bring Air'Ros with him. It seemed to have worked as not too much longer, Air'Ros' hips stuttered, and he clenched around Jim. Jim’s eyes rolled back at the pressure, and his balls tightened in release. They both slumped forward at the same time, trapping Jim’s hand under Air'Ros.
Jim was coming back to himself, when he noticed that Air'Ros was squirming under him. Also, the cock in his hand was hard again or still. His lover seemed to have amazing stamina. He slowly backed away, causing them both to moan as he slipped out.
With hands on hips and shoulders, he encouraged Air'Ros to roll over. He kissed his way down to Air'Ros' waist. Steadying the erection with one hand, he ran the flat of his tongue along the top of the head. Jim heard Air'Ros grip the sheets as his hips jumped. Jim himself moaned as he tasted what was on his tongue. He leaned down again, relaxing his throat, taking as much as possible in. Jim sealed his mouth around it and slowly worked his way up, swirling his tongue, tracking down every remaining trace of Air'Ros' release. When he only had the head in this mouth he added his other hand and sucked.
“Oh!” The hips bucked again and a hand rested lightly in his hair. He kept that up for a little bit, and when Air'Ros started shifting under him, he lowered and raised his head. “Jim, I-I'm gonna-” His hair was tugged. Jim pulled up slightly, and relaxing his throat, pulled up on Air'Ros' hips. Taking the hint, Air'Ros started to thrust up into his mouth. Jim started swallowing, the motion seemed to be what triggered Air'Ros' release, as Jim’s mouth was immediately filled. Keeping it up until Air'Ros softened, Jim let him slip out and draped himself over Air'Ros' chest, tucking his face in Air'Ros' neck. Arms wrapped around his back, holding him close.
He didn't intend it, but as Air'Ros' breathing evened out, Jim found himself drifting to sleep.
Chapter 4 Chapter 6