[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.

[dctr_mccoy]

"...should learn more 'bout them," Bones answered between kisses. Pulling Kirk's body more onto him, he pressed his erection against Kirk's hip, feeling himself sandwiched between their bodies.

Groaning a little at the contact, he grinned, head pressing back into his pillow. "At least he's locked up and safe." He opened an eye, a glint in it as he looked at Kirk, hair tousled and sexy as fuck. "So, you met her yet?" he asked, meaning the female Spock.

[kirktastic]

"Not yet..." He rocked his body slowly, making sure to keep his skin in contact with Bones' cock. A nice, slow, firm pressure... "Fucking gorgeous." He muttered, watching Bones as he hovered a little over him.

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones answered that with a kiss, soft and wet. Kirk knew just what to do to make him feel good, and then prolong it even more. Swallowing, he sighed deeply, "...oughta be interesting," he murmured. "She seemed a little- ah - stoic," he gasped that last word, his hips pushing up into Kirk's long body.

"Fuck, Jim..."

[kirktastic]

That gasp just pleased him to no end. Kirk let out a breath and mouthed his way along Bones' neck, taking his time. "Wouldn't surprise me." He murmured, down to the edge of the armpit where he could nuzzle at the sensitive flesh there.

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones' hand went instinctively to Kirk's head, threading through that soft hair. "...feels so good, Jim," he whispered, rolling his head backward.

He spread his legs, making more room as Kirk moved around.

[kirktastic]

"Mmm..." He hummed, moving down across that fucking beautiful body. Not perfect, not even close, and that's part of what he liked about it. The dusting of hair on his chest and lower stomach, the tiny (tiny!) bit of a paunch Bones was developing. He nosed there, breathing in slowly.

[dctr_mccoy]

He lifted a leg slowly, hooking it around Kirk's shoulder as he slid down his body. Lifting himself back on his elbows, Bones looked down at him, their eyes meeting briefly, before Bones hung his head back and thought about how fucking lucky he was to be here, with Kirk.

He moaned appreciatively at the lightest touch to his skin, Kirk's lips hot as they pressed against his stomach.

[kirktastic]

"...how'd I ever end up with you?" He murmured against flesh, breathing out. The scent of Bones was soaked into his skin... sweat, everything else that came with the night and day before Bones got his shower in the morning. Male. Smelled... so fucking good.

He rubbed his cheek against Bones' cock like a cat, smiling a little.

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones chuckled at that... "No good deed goes unpunished, darlin'," he laughed, reaching to touch his face, fingers absently tracing the high cheekbone. Bones almost didn't see the markings anymore, he was almost used to them now - and that scared him. They'd have to talk about that soon...

Then Kirk touched his cock and everything else disappeared. His cock stood ramrod straight, hard as a rock and the look on Kirk's face was fucking priceless.

"Fuck," he repeated from earlier as his hips shifted. "... fuck yes."

[kirktastic]

"...I'd like to think... you're my reward." Kirk smiled a little more, using his tongue to trace a thick vein along the side of the shaft. "More then this ship, even."

He breathed in again, gently pulling Bones' cock into his mouth, curling his tongue around the edge of the glans.

[dctr_mccoy]

Bones watched as his cock slid slowly into Kirk's mouth, the most beautiful fuckin' thing in the world. Fingers traced over skin, slipped into hair, tugging lightly. He didn't have an answer for Kirk's words, didn't know what to say when he talked like that... it made him too happy inside, and though it was foolish, part of him worried that it would all go away if he acknowledged it.

He thrust up again into that hot mouth, groaning.

[kirktastic]

He had his skill. He took his time with it, letting himself enjoy Bones. The man... who wouldn't leave him. It meant more then he could ever tell Bones, that simple sure knowledge that at least one person in this universe... would stick by him, thick and thin. Bones had proven it that day, in the hanger...

Kirk closed his eyes, moving a little so he could nuzzle at the joint of thigh and groin, ignoring the faint tickle of hair, using the bridge of his nose to press at the side of the sac. His hands one kept him braced while the other squeezed the side of Bones' thigh.

[dctr_mccoy]

Kirk was fucking good at this, moreso that Bones deserved and he knew it as he lay stretched out on the bed, legs spread open wide while Kirk sucked him off slowly, perfectly...

So when he came it was more of release than an explosion, his body lighter than air as he gasped softly, hips sliding slowly into the bed. Bones shuddered, shivered, moaned loud as his legs twined around Kirk's body, trapping him close.

"...yeah Jim, oh fuck," he murmured lazily, reaching for that face he loved so he could look at it some more.

[kirktastic]

Kirk was content. He lapped Bones clean, giving a final nuzzle, before just laying his head on Bones' thigh. The strong, clean scents of Bones, male, sex, salt... it all felt good. He had a small smile on his lips, looking up quietly at Bones as a long fingered hand came down to touch his face.

He let those fingers drift over his skin, shivering very slightly as those fingers brushed over the slightly raised skin of his tattoos. "Mm..."

[dctr_mccoy]

He closed his eyes, the room dark and quiet now, just their slow breathing. Kirk's head on his leg felt so good, a comfortable weight. Beloved... The word floated through his head sleepily. Kirk made him feel that way, and it still seemed like a dream. Bones couldn't imagine being more content...

Except... real life encroached his thoughts as they always did, and he sighed, fingers scratching Kirk's scalp gently as he frowned to himself.