Re: This is the Kansas chapter of the Lady/Ninja brain reporting with porn!ladyblahblahApril 10 2011, 08:00:47 UTC
"You--oh fuck." Jim's hands shot out to brace against the walls as Spock's inhumanly hot mouth began to trail a slow path down his chest as slim, clever fingers began to tear at his fly. "This is insane," he muttered, and his stomach clenched when Spock's tongue dipped into his navel.
"Indeed," Spock murmured back. "However, I find that I am rather disinclined to care."
And Jim wasn't going to argue with that, not when Spock was pulling him out of his underwear and swallowing him down into perfect, tight wet heat. He groaned like he was dying, and the vibrations shivered down Jim's cock and all the way up his spine. He wasn't going to last long, he knew; couldn't, not when Spock was sucking him like he needed the taste of him and making the most obscene, wanton noises that Jim had ever heard. Slim hips were rutting against Jim's lower leg, harder and faster the closer Jim got to orgasm. It was that fact, the knowledge that Spock was getting off on nothing but the taste of Jim's cock buried in his throat, that sent him shooting over the edge at last.
He felt Spock shifting over him, his body lifting away entirely, and the pleasant lassitude weighing down Jim's limbs evaporated. He reached down to awkwardly tuck his softening cock back into his pants, tugged down his shirt and generally tried to tidy himself up without having to make eye contact with Spock.
"Jim." The heat was gone from Spock's voice when he spoke. "I must apologize."
Jim tried not to flinch. "No need," he said as calmly as he could manage.
"There most certainly is. My actions were highly inappropriate, given--"
"Look, we were both willing. It doesn't have to mean . . . whatever, though. Anything."
"I am afraid I must disagree."
There was that missing heat, though it sounded less like I am going to throw you down and ravish you until you can't walk this time and more like if you don't watch your step, human, I'm going to nerve-pinch you so hard you won't wake up for a year.. It was unexpected enough to have Jim looking up at last, to find Spock staring sternly back at him.
"I am uncertain what in our shared history together makes you believe that I would be interested in a casual sexual relationship, but allow me to assure you that you are very much mistaken. I have never found another being as . . . engaging as you are, and I am very much disinclined to relinquish my claim on you."
"Oh," Jim said weakly. "Well, that's . . . okay."
Spock nodded firmly. "As I was saying, my actions were highly inappropriate given our current location. However, if you are amenable, I will meet you in your quarters after we have eaten to continue my efforts."
"Continue . . ." Jim's voice caught, and he had to clear his throat. "Continue your efforts?"
"I did say that I wished to taste you everywhere, Jim." Spock's eyes were hot, and Jim couldn't quite suppress a shiver. "That was not hyperbole. I would be . . ." His gaze shifted away, and a faint green flush spread over his cheeks. "I would be gratified," he continued, "if you would refrain from showering."
Jim's smile felt like it would break his face, but he couldn't bring himself to care at all.
"I promise," he grinned, "I won't wash up until you can scrub my back."
Though he would, he thought as he fisted a hand in Spock's shirt and pulled him back down for a kiss, most definitely be throwing out his aftershave.
"Indeed," Spock murmured back. "However, I find that I am rather disinclined to care."
And Jim wasn't going to argue with that, not when Spock was pulling him out of his underwear and swallowing him down into perfect, tight wet heat. He groaned like he was dying, and the vibrations shivered down Jim's cock and all the way up his spine. He wasn't going to last long, he knew; couldn't, not when Spock was sucking him like he needed the taste of him and making the most obscene, wanton noises that Jim had ever heard. Slim hips were rutting against Jim's lower leg, harder and faster the closer Jim got to orgasm. It was that fact, the knowledge that Spock was getting off on nothing but the taste of Jim's cock buried in his throat, that sent him shooting over the edge at last.
He felt Spock shifting over him, his body lifting away entirely, and the pleasant lassitude weighing down Jim's limbs evaporated. He reached down to awkwardly tuck his softening cock back into his pants, tugged down his shirt and generally tried to tidy himself up without having to make eye contact with Spock.
"Jim." The heat was gone from Spock's voice when he spoke. "I must apologize."
Jim tried not to flinch. "No need," he said as calmly as he could manage.
"There most certainly is. My actions were highly inappropriate, given--"
"Look, we were both willing. It doesn't have to mean . . . whatever, though. Anything."
"I am afraid I must disagree."
There was that missing heat, though it sounded less like I am going to throw you down and ravish you until you can't walk this time and more like if you don't watch your step, human, I'm going to nerve-pinch you so hard you won't wake up for a year.. It was unexpected enough to have Jim looking up at last, to find Spock staring sternly back at him.
"I am uncertain what in our shared history together makes you believe that I would be interested in a casual sexual relationship, but allow me to assure you that you are very much mistaken. I have never found another being as . . . engaging as you are, and I am very much disinclined to relinquish my claim on you."
"Oh," Jim said weakly. "Well, that's . . . okay."
Spock nodded firmly. "As I was saying, my actions were highly inappropriate given our current location. However, if you are amenable, I will meet you in your quarters after we have eaten to continue my efforts."
"Continue . . ." Jim's voice caught, and he had to clear his throat. "Continue your efforts?"
"I did say that I wished to taste you everywhere, Jim." Spock's eyes were hot, and Jim couldn't quite suppress a shiver. "That was not hyperbole. I would be . . ." His gaze shifted away, and a faint green flush spread over his cheeks. "I would be gratified," he continued, "if you would refrain from showering."
Jim's smile felt like it would break his face, but he couldn't bring himself to care at all.
"I promise," he grinned, "I won't wash up until you can scrub my back."
Though he would, he thought as he fisted a hand in Spock's shirt and pulled him back down for a kiss, most definitely be throwing out his aftershave.
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NOW WITH ADDED SCENE ON THE END!
YAAAAAAAAY!
MARGARKS TOTES DESERVES THE PORN. SHE DESERVES ALL THE PORN.
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You know, I JUST GOT OUT OF BED AND YOU HAVE ME WANTING TO RUSH BACK THERE! DAYUM!
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I LOVE YOU BOTH SO HARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
UNCONTROLLABLE AND WANTON SPOCK IS AWESOME AND SEXY!!!
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Seriously. You hit my smell kink so perfectly with this. <3
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