[Conversation Through Touch] - [Kirk and Bones]

[kirktastic]

The dream was only a vague memory as consciousness pulled at his mind, but what it left behind was neither vague nor unfamiliar. Kirk half-smiled in his not quite conscious state, shifting in the warmth of his bed. Under the covers, burrowed down in where it was warm, soft, and comfy after a night of sleeping. He could feel Bones against his back,

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[dctr_mccoy]

An arm slid around Kirk. Bones dreamt on, his body responding on its own to the slow movements of Kirk's body against his until his conscious finally took over and he woke to a dark room, Jim warm in his arms.

The sounds were recognizable... Bones could feel Kirk touching himself, panting lightly. Even in the dark he could picture the look on Kirk's face - eyes closed, lips slightly parted. He knew the way that Kirk's hands would pull and stroke himself, those long fingers wrapped around Jim's long cock. He let himself listen for a few minutes, the roll of Kirk's hips against him making his own body slowly wake.

He pressed his mouth to Kirk's shoulder and bit lightly, pulling him closer.

[kirktastic]

When the arm first slid around him, Kirk just snuggled sleepily back in against Bones. It felt warmer, content, and pushed the world very far away so he could just enjoy this. Bones remained a silent, comforting figure against his back, only aiding to the pleasure of it all. Just felt fucking... nice. Content, warm...

Then, something a bit different. A bite. Oh... He's awake.. Kirk thought dreamily, letting a groan spill out of him that he had been lightly restraining to let Bones sleep. Why bother if he was awake? He didn't have to say anything, didn't (and wouldn't) apologize... just gave a little wriggle to indicate liking that bite.

[dctr_mccoy]

Kirk was warm, shifting with each breath against Bones' body. Bones let his arms slide around Kirk's body, inching forward to rub a nipple,  glide across the firm belly and came to rest on Kirk's hips.

Bones was sure, as he breathed into Kirk's hair, that there was nothing sexier in the world than listening to Jim moaning softly, bringing himself off.

[kirktastic]

The teasing, little gestures made Kirk moan that much more loudly, mind focused entirely on the touch of his hands and Bones'. He slid his free hand over to one of the strong, sure ones on his hip and tugged it over, lightly curling those surgeon's fingers around his hand that was already tugging slowly at his cock, then squeezing.

[dctr_mccoy]

That was all he needed. Bones squeezed, feeling that hard cock, rubbing his thumb over the leaking head before stroking the shaft, long pulls in time to Kirk's breathing.

He loved it like this, slow and warm, just touching each other. This was so much more that fucking- this was sharing on a more intimate level than he'd ever known.

Then Kirk moaned again, moving, arching into Bones's hand. Growling at the sound of that, like pure sex, he rolled Kirk over to facing him, changing his grip and burying his head in Kirk's neck as he pulled him off. 

[kirktastic]

As Bones nuzzled into his neck, it put Kirk's mouth by his ear. Kirk shuddered against Bones, the feeling increasing ten fold. His arms slid around Bones and clung there, strength coming with gaining consciousness. Nails dug a little into skin, just on the edge of--

that.

His body tensed and he came with a low sound against Bones' ear, fucking up into that still moving hand with the single minded determination that came from orgasm. None of it was hurried, nothing demanding, just what he wanted, needed...

Until he came back down from that high and sunk bonelessly against his friend, eyes closed tightly, breathing hard against so-warm skin.

[dctr_mccoy]

Fuck, that was everything, that sound Kirk made. Bones felt Kirk shudder, held him tighter until their breathing evened out.

Yet still they clung to each other, not letting go, as if neither man wanted to break the moment by moving. The room was cool, the way they liked it at night, but under the covers their bodies were warm, the smell of sex escaping from under the covers. After a few minutes Bones did pull his head back enough to drag his lips across Kirk's forehead.

"Jim," he whispered, his voice rough and scratchy, full of affection. Bones was happy.

[kirktastic]

"'ones." Murmured as softly as could be, the half-formed sound that was of pure relaxation. He nuzzled down as much as he could against Bones' neck, refusing to make up any more then he was. He could smell Bones really well like this, salt and sex and Bones.

[dctr_mccoy]

They lay there a bit longer, Bones starting to feel his hand get dried and sticky. One arm reached back behind him, blindly, until it found the boxers he'd had on the previous night until bedtime. Using it to clean himself, Bones wiped it gently against Kirk's abdomen then tossed it to the floor.

"What you got planned today?" Bones murmured into Kirk's head as he nestled back into Kirk's strong arms, not ready to get the day started, but wanting to enjoy these precious moments - just the two of them.

[kirktastic]

Sometimes, it was the only time they had together. Captain and CMO... they both had busy schedules. "Gotta... find check on Spock before I deal with security." Kirk murmured, sighing. "He started his ... Vulcan fixing-magic today."

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones opened an eye. He'd gotten the communication from Spock the day before, but with the trouble with Emma and his Sickbay staff, it had been shunted to the side of his thoughts.

Now he had some time to think about it, and he wasn't pleased. "What is going on there, Jim?" he asked in a low, calm voice, more curious than worried - for now.

[kirktastic]

"...something's going on in his head. ...He just... needs a couple of days to set it right." Kirk sighed, "I've got to talk to the female... Spock. It's... she's gonna be my first officer for a few days." He groaned, burrowing in further. "Don't want some stranger as my first officer." He muttered grumpily.

[dctr_mccoy]

"... in his head - damn, Jim, don't you think I should have talked to him before he went off?" Bones sighed, not letting go, holding onto Kirk as they spoke quietly, as if trying not to wake up anyone else in their room.

"What if it's something really wrong up there - isn't like he's going to tell us that he's hurting, the stubborn bastard," the words said more affectionately than they sounded.

[kirktastic]

"...don't know if he would have shown you, honestly. He told me how to get him out of it if I need him for an emergency." Kirk bit down gently on Bones' collarbone. Tasty. "He did tell me he's hurting. He... showed me. In his head... what was wrong."

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones hissed at the bite, fingers digging into Kirk's ass automatically. "Don't care if he showed me, just... I dunno. Seems like he still doesn't trust me."

Sighing, he pressed a kiss into Kirk's neck. "What did you see?" he murmured.

[kirktastic]

"...he's like a computer." He couldn't help but laugh. "All neat and processing but.. then there's these places that just... its all bogged down. Slow, or not moving. He needs to fix those spots." He wriggled his ass a little, licking over the bite.

He moved his head, and pressed his lips to Bones.