Myshuno #8 - Fulfilling the First Woohoo want
Prompt: Fulfilling the First Woohoo want
Rating: 15
Word Count: 886
Notes: Some names have been changed to protect the innocent spoilers, into numbers of the order in which they appear because there is some conversation first (I unchanged the first two since I feel that I should give you something :P). Also, I can has Myshuno!
Kirk was more staring at than watching the TV when there was a sudden knock on the glass doors to the deck, making his heart jump into his mouth with surprise before he quickly turned to look at who it was out there in the darkness. With relief he hurried over to let Nancy in - and wow, had she grown? And somehow become even more attractive?
"What are you doing here, Nance?"
"I was going stir-crazy at home, so figured I'd come over and see how you guys are doing. That okay?" she asked whilst going to sit on the sofa anyway.
"Oh, yeah, happy to see someone else. Um, Three's still out of it and Four's... I don't know, cleaning or studying, or something..."
"And no word from Five?"
"Nope."
"Sucks. And how are you?"
Kirk looked at her with her gorgeous face - and did her body used to look that curvy? - and those lips... "I'm fine."
She gave him a look and kicked him in the ankle. "Dude."
He sighed. Well, if she wanted him not to be cool...! "I don't know, man. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, and Four and Three don't help. Like, I can kind of see both sides, but either Four's right and we should just get on with it which means that Three's being stubborn and stupid, or Three's right and we shouldn't give in, which means Four's being heartless and maybe betraying Five, Six and Seven. And maybe everyone! But if we can't even do anything, then maybe Four's right...? I don't know, I just keep changing my mind and I end up not doing anything and feeling crappy about it either way."
"It's a tough situation, I don't envy you. And I don't think you should feel bad either, you're a good guy," she soothed, patting his shoulder.
"Luckily I have good friends," he said, though he was struggling not to just stare at her lips, but then she was leaning close and watching his face too.
"Yeah...."
He only realised how long he'd been waiting for this when their lips connected. Years of flirting - how had this not happened before? He wasn't sure if it was only going to be brief or she might change her mind, which he knew he'd have to let her, though he certainly hoped...
But if anything she became more assertive until he was being pushed backwards, down onto his back on the sofa as the kiss went deeper, and they shifted their positions until she was lying on top of him, his legs around hers, and he couldn't even think, like his brain had dispersed to his mouth and hands and increasingly his crotch. He didn't know where to hold her, but his hands wanted to be on her bare skin, trying to find a gap between her top and jeans. Then she pulled back to sit up and he panicked, like maybe he'd done something wrong and he'd ruined it, but instead she pulled her top off - oh GOD - tossed it somewhere across the room and came back down to kiss him, her hands now trying to get under his t-shirt, and how could he not oblige? By this point he would do anything, anything she wanted - as if that hadn't really been true for years.
A certain amount of time later - Kirk was not going to look at the clock for the sake of his own ego and was simply going to pretend it started as long ago as it felt - they were both lying on the lounge floor, where they had fallen with only minor injuries which had scarcely even given them pause during the proceedings. Kirk was tired, but couldn't - didn't want to ever - stop touching her beautiful naked skin, her body which she had shown him how to pleasure in ways he hadn't realised but didn't want to stop. Her body which he had made his, if only briefly, though his mind was probably permanently hers, especially now.
"Was I good?" he asked, a little apprehensive but genuinely curious. Maybe he could try again, even if he wasn't.
She nodded breathlessly. "You were good."
"You were amazing."
"I know," she teased with a grin. Then she stretched and moved to get up and find her scattered clothes.
"Don't go."
"Kirk, we're naked on your lounge floor with at least one of your sisters around. Best not scar them for life, if they haven't been already. Plus my sister will start worrying that I've disappeared."
He at least got to watch her slowly reapplying her clothes - something he was definitely going to remember and be reversing in his mind later. "You are going to come back though, right?"
Redressed, she crouched down next to him and caressed his face, "Kirk, if nothing else, we're best friends. I'm not really going anywhere." She stood up again and smirked at him, "Now get up and get dressed too - you're evidently getting cold."
He gave a mock-offended gasp and started doing so, turning half-dressed to watch her leave, climbing over the fence and down the side of the deck out of sight. He had to fight the urge to follow her; maybe another time.
Rating: 15
Word Count: 886
Notes: Some names have been changed to protect the innocent spoilers, into numbers of the order in which they appear because there is some conversation first (I unchanged the first two since I feel that I should give you something :P). Also, I can has Myshuno!
Kirk was more staring at than watching the TV when there was a sudden knock on the glass doors to the deck, making his heart jump into his mouth with surprise before he quickly turned to look at who it was out there in the darkness. With relief he hurried over to let Nancy in - and wow, had she grown? And somehow become even more attractive?
"What are you doing here, Nance?"
"I was going stir-crazy at home, so figured I'd come over and see how you guys are doing. That okay?" she asked whilst going to sit on the sofa anyway.
"Oh, yeah, happy to see someone else. Um, Three's still out of it and Four's... I don't know, cleaning or studying, or something..."
"And no word from Five?"
"Nope."
"Sucks. And how are you?"
Kirk looked at her with her gorgeous face - and did her body used to look that curvy? - and those lips... "I'm fine."
She gave him a look and kicked him in the ankle. "Dude."
He sighed. Well, if she wanted him not to be cool...! "I don't know, man. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, and Four and Three don't help. Like, I can kind of see both sides, but either Four's right and we should just get on with it which means that Three's being stubborn and stupid, or Three's right and we shouldn't give in, which means Four's being heartless and maybe betraying Five, Six and Seven. And maybe everyone! But if we can't even do anything, then maybe Four's right...? I don't know, I just keep changing my mind and I end up not doing anything and feeling crappy about it either way."
"It's a tough situation, I don't envy you. And I don't think you should feel bad either, you're a good guy," she soothed, patting his shoulder.
"Luckily I have good friends," he said, though he was struggling not to just stare at her lips, but then she was leaning close and watching his face too.
"Yeah...."
He only realised how long he'd been waiting for this when their lips connected. Years of flirting - how had this not happened before? He wasn't sure if it was only going to be brief or she might change her mind, which he knew he'd have to let her, though he certainly hoped...
But if anything she became more assertive until he was being pushed backwards, down onto his back on the sofa as the kiss went deeper, and they shifted their positions until she was lying on top of him, his legs around hers, and he couldn't even think, like his brain had dispersed to his mouth and hands and increasingly his crotch. He didn't know where to hold her, but his hands wanted to be on her bare skin, trying to find a gap between her top and jeans. Then she pulled back to sit up and he panicked, like maybe he'd done something wrong and he'd ruined it, but instead she pulled her top off - oh GOD - tossed it somewhere across the room and came back down to kiss him, her hands now trying to get under his t-shirt, and how could he not oblige? By this point he would do anything, anything she wanted - as if that hadn't really been true for years.
A certain amount of time later - Kirk was not going to look at the clock for the sake of his own ego and was simply going to pretend it started as long ago as it felt - they were both lying on the lounge floor, where they had fallen with only minor injuries which had scarcely even given them pause during the proceedings. Kirk was tired, but couldn't - didn't want to ever - stop touching her beautiful naked skin, her body which she had shown him how to pleasure in ways he hadn't realised but didn't want to stop. Her body which he had made his, if only briefly, though his mind was probably permanently hers, especially now.
"Was I good?" he asked, a little apprehensive but genuinely curious. Maybe he could try again, even if he wasn't.
She nodded breathlessly. "You were good."
"You were amazing."
"I know," she teased with a grin. Then she stretched and moved to get up and find her scattered clothes.
"Don't go."
"Kirk, we're naked on your lounge floor with at least one of your sisters around. Best not scar them for life, if they haven't been already. Plus my sister will start worrying that I've disappeared."
He at least got to watch her slowly reapplying her clothes - something he was definitely going to remember and be reversing in his mind later. "You are going to come back though, right?"
Redressed, she crouched down next to him and caressed his face, "Kirk, if nothing else, we're best friends. I'm not really going anywhere." She stood up again and smirked at him, "Now get up and get dressed too - you're evidently getting cold."
He gave a mock-offended gasp and started doing so, turning half-dressed to watch her leave, climbing over the fence and down the side of the deck out of sight. He had to fight the urge to follow her; maybe another time.