[A Birthday Gift]
The idea was simple. Very simple.
It involved no clothing.
It involved two well placed ribbons.
It involved two men.
It involved a large bed.
It involved a single comm.
Hey, Spock, bored as fuck. Wanna play some chess? My quarters. Even got the replicator to make some Vulcan veggie-meals.
It involved no clothing.
It involved two well placed ribbons.
It involved two men.
It involved a large bed.
It involved a single comm.
Hey, Spock, bored as fuck. Wanna play some chess? My quarters. Even got the replicator to make some Vulcan veggie-meals.
He had rang the buzzer to the captain's quarters, and the door had opened. Like Spock had expected it to. The rest simply caused a hot flush to spread straight from ear to ear, and his hands fold behind his back. The alternative was simply lunging forward, instead of calmly stepping in so that the doors would close behind him.
"Jim." And then, after another swallow, "...Leonard."
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He turned those eyes on Bones and mouthed to him, You okay with this? He knew what it felt like to have someone slid their hand inside. More full than imagined, every tiny movement almost too much... he gave a little groan at his own imaginings.
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He blinked slowly at the touches, the caresses, Spock's fingers darting here and there. "...yeah," he repeated, to both of them, sort of surprised at how much he wanted this. It was going to be new, that was certain, but he wasn't fearful or worried - he wanted this, to give this to them. Spreading his knees wider, he ground himself into the bed and groaned.
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Spock took off his command shirt as he moved away from Leonard, his undershirt as he moved off the bed, undid his belt and slipped down his trousers while taking a few well-planned steps towards the bedside table, and finally opened the drawer to examine the selection. He arched an eyebrow at the selection, but picked one at random before moving back onto the bed, sitting neatly between them.
"Your selection is mostly half-empty," He pointed out, as he nonchalantly sprayed two fingers.
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His hips lifted again and he grunted quietly. Hell, he wasn't going to make it through this. Bones looked like a fucking sex god bent over like that and Spock looked ready to fucking worship him.
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Sitting between them he could touch them both, even at the same time, without really reaching. So he decided to touch Jim for once, fingers curling around his cock and leisurely giving him a few strokes. "Do not make statements you cannot uphold, Leonard."
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Kirk licked his lips, trying so quick sort out things in his head when it was hardest to do so. There were things he definitely hadn't told Bones about what he wanted, considering Bones was a pretty laid back guy (...who was having a threesome, had a foursome, fuck images good images)... would Bones seriously spank Spock?
Cuz if Bones wouldn't, he definitely would.
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They were teasing him now... "Don't worry, gonna take good care of you later, Spock," he growled, fucking the mattress, arms straining against the ribbon.
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He drew his hand back from Jim, his fingers touching until trailing off the head at the last moment, and then turned his attention back to Leonard. He sprayed his fingers again before touching one fingertip to Leonard's hole. A gentle pressure. Open for me, Leonard. A unsaid 'please' hung off the end.
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Spock withdrew his hand from Leonard's backside, and--Leonard would have to deal with the stickiness--grabbed his hips and flipped him over. There, Jim could see his face, and after shifting his own position, pushing Leonard's legs up, could see any and all progress.
He pressed his fingers in again.
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Moving his bound arms to the small of his back, Bones hissed as the fingers slid back inside him, moving with a nail-biting efficiency that felt incredible and amazing and was taking too fucking long. Spock had lifted his hips to give himself better access, and Bones slid one of his legs over Spock's shoulder, his cock achingly hard, leaking a trail of precome across his stomach as he arched and shifted and opened as much as he could for those deft fingers.
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What else could he do?
He was completely still except for his slow breathing as he watched Spock open up Bones like a damn present, those long fingers sliding deep into that tight body.. Kirk twisted gracefully in his bindings as he kept his eyes locked on Bones. "Look so good, baby." He whispered, wanting and ready to do anything.
Okay... so he was never good at patience.
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His other hand kept busy, making sure his hand remained well-lubricated as he progressed. He allowed Leonard to relax and take him in at his own pace, the pressure and cool-heat already making him hard, almost impatient--but he couldn't rush this. At four, he paused for a moment, dropped the small spray bottle in his lap so he could rub his hand over the outside of Leonard's thigh, towards the knee hooked over his own shoulder and back down again.
"...are you comfortable, Leonard?" He asked softly, looking up towards the man's face, searching for any signs of pain. "I want to continue." The widest part of the hand...
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Bones knew the human body, knew that it was capable of much more than people expected - and he knew this wasn't impossible, no matter what his brain was telling him right now. And he wanted this, wanted to share this with them, this completely new experience for him, could only do this with these men ( ... )
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