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ROUND 01 of the Star Trek: Into Darkness Kink Meme
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"Jim, what can I help you with?" McCoy placed the scanner on a nearby bench and relented that he might have to forcibly hold Khan's face down if they were to try again.
Jim nodded and his lips rose in a half kind of smile that the doctor could only see, "I'm here to check up on any progress. Can the super human fly as well? Shapeshift maybe?"
Leonard scowled, "Your guess is as good as mine at this point, the stupid man won't hold still long enough to get my readings."
"When has a little movement stopped you from stabbing me a hundred times with your assortment of needles of death? It can't be that hard, Bones"
Scoffing at the other man, Leonard replied, "Well, don't take this as an insult, but Khan's genealogy is a little more complex than yours so it's only fitting that it'd be a little more complex to get his full medical done."
Jim opened his mouth to respond when he was interrupted by Khan's deep baritone, "Even if he doesn't take that as an insult, I'll take it as a compliment."
"Did we ask for your opinion?" Jim snipped, eyes squinting at the other figure.
"Pay him no mind, Jim. He's only trying to get a rise out of you." Leonard patted his pockets down before raising his head and scanning the glass-clear cupboard on view for his PADD, "Now where the heck has that intern left it?" He huffed out a breath, "If it makes you feel any better, Jim, then you can go stand by the big scary man while I search for my goddamn PADD before I lose my mind."
Ignoring the barb, Kirk did take the few steps towards Khan's smirking face.
When he was sure McCoy was preoccupied enough rummaging through draws and cupboards, Kirk finally spoke to their prisoner, "I don't know what you're trying to do, but even if you compliment Bones until the cows come home, he still won't help you escape."
"I'll ignore that metaphor as I fail to see the effectiveness of referencing to cows regarding your dear doctor, but who says I want his help to escape? Have you considered that I am merely interested in him both aesthetically and intellectually?"
Kirk sputtered and kept the eye-contact with Khan,"What the hell is that supposed to mean? That you want to jump him?"
"Is it such a complex notion that you must show surprise for? Then again, judging by the endearing nickname you've given him -- 'Bones' was it? -- and the fact that the whenever he speaks, all you stare at are his lips, I guess it'd be easy to notice that you aren't so opposed to thoughts such as my own for the good doctor." Khan clucked his mouth, "It's more that you aren't used to competition isn't it?"
Kirk blinked as Khan's eyes left his own to stare at McCoy's grumbling frame -- rambling something about 'stupid idiots who don't know that organizing stuff isn't productive at all' -- and his throat closed around a sudden lump in his throat.
James. T. Kirk has always been able to admit that whenever he sees something darn attractive he has no qualms with walking straight up to the connected person and seeing if the night could lead to him exploring said person, but he's always considered his best friend as a taboo subject. You'd have to be blind -- which Jim definitely wasn't -- to not acknowledge that Leonard McCoy could fill out the regulation uniform, a fact that he'd noticed back while they were still attending the Academy and the red uniforms were a must-wear. Jim was man enough to admit that his best friend was, honestly, fucking gorgeous, but that didn't mean he'd do anything about it.
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"A-ha!" McCoy cried out and grinned, "Stubborn bastard decided to hide in a particularly cluttered spot."
As the doctor got up, the material of his dark pants clung the littlest bit tighter and Kirk had to force himself to quickly draw his gaze away, but in the process his eyes rested once again on Khan, who was basically purring in self-contentment, sharp grin showing teeth as he refused to stop observing every little feature that belonged to Leonard.
It only took a few steps before McCoy was once again analyzing his patient, furrowing his brows lightly as the PADD blinked a harsh red. Kirk was suddenly aware that there weren't any other medics or guards in the private wing of the Medbay they were currently in, and quickly asked Bones why exactly that was.
"It's simple, Jimmy. If Mr. Khan here decides to go darkside again then only I'm at risk of being injured, and by the time he makes it out, you can have his dear friends set to explode in the closest abyss of space possible." A small smile appeared on his face, "Don't worry, I may be a doctor but that doesn't mean I can't fight at least a little."
Khan, apparently sated with confirming Kirk's interest in the other, decided to speak up again, "So you're not only a pretty face then, Doctor McCoy?"
Leonard's gaze snapped back to his patient, half embarrassed and half disbelieving at the honesty, "Yeah okay, whatever man. Now I need you to take this heat-gel and apply it to your chest. Don't worry, it won't permanently injure you, it's designed to steadily increase in temperature until the pain becomes unbearable and at that time it will automatically cool down thanks to the fact that your sweat glands will produce enough for it to detect it for you."
"Honestly, doctor, I'd much prefer if you were to do it," Khan paused and smirked at Kirk before flicking his eyes back to Leonard, "I'd rather have a professional do it instead of me risking it."
Before Leonard could form a reply, Khan was already drawing his black t-shirt off and placing it on the bed surface free to his right. Khan relaxed back with a kind of ease Kirk wasn't surprised with, and smiled all too sweetly.
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With the small sound of the door shutting closed behind the Captain, Leonard swallowed thickly and told himself that he was not finding himself attracted to a goddamn loony case. Even still, the contact of his gloved hands with the warm flesh beneath it was enough to elicit a shudder from him.
He managed exactly three full rotations of his palm spreading the gel onto the smooth skin before a hand snapped up to grab his forearm. He startled slightly, his eyes raising to meet the heady stare of the other.
"I have to admit, Leonard, that that colour is spectacularly becoming on you."
Confused, McCoy tugged his arm slightly, not surprised to see it not budging a bit, "Please release me, Mr. Khan." He said steadily, purposefully not acknowledging the fact his the flat of his hand was still pressed tight against the other's chest.
Khan's grin turned almost feral and with an easy tug, he pulled the doctor even closer. His mouth raised to speak when a sharp force threw them forward.
Khan only had a moment to appreciate the delicious sight of the doctor pinned beneath him before Admiral Marcus's voice resounded throughout the entire ship. All thoughts of defiling the human under him had to take a back seat when the Admiral started demanding Khan be delivered -- to be killed -- to the other vessel. He managed to sit up and replace his black shirt before the thundering sound of feet came running towards them.
Leonard still had a look of startled surprise on his face when the bodies of several others entered the Medbay. Khan found it too appealing to not go after when he was done with the Admiral's cold corpse.
a/n: le end. sorry for no spock, op. hope you liked it ;u;
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