( closed ) I say, don't you know

[winscenario]

who: Jim Kirk & Victor Frankenstein
what: a very 80's teenage date
when: June 5th
where: a drive-in cinema, and wherever else Victor decides to take Jim
warnings: definitely nsfw


Jim couldn't complain about time with Victor, these days. Since moving in together, they had gotten many opportunities to enjoy each other's company, either with Lucy or just the two of them. Still, it felt nice doing something special every once in a while. It had been the reason why Jim had decided to learn how to dance, so he could surprise Victor with a special date, but that'd have to wait until he'd had a decent number of lessons.

But until then, there were still plenty of ideas for fun, romantic dates. The idea for this one had sort of been built on a random text exchange, and Victor eventually took over the preparations, but Jim didn't mind that at all. Lucy had gone to the sitter's house directly after school, so they'd have the house all to themselves until the following day, and Jim had left work early so he could get ready for their date.

Not that he needed to try so hard, granted, but like he'd told Victor once, he still wanted to. He'd picked out a nice but still comfortable outfit— a pair of dark jeans, a fun plaid shirt, and a simple pullover in case it got chilly later in the night. Overall, an adequate outfit for the theme of the date, he thought.

Checking himself in the mirror one last time (he'd gone through a whole routine, so he looked perfectly groomed and smelled really nice too), he waited until he got a text from Victor, then he grabbed his wallet and phone and headed out the door. Victor had mentioned renting a car, so he looked around for one parked outside, possibly still running.

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Victor, of course, thought James was very talented in art. Not just in singing but in his photography. He might not see the colors but he saw how James captured light and the way he angled each shot. But then, Victor didn't think of his drawings as anything special, but no doubt Lucy and James would say otherwise.

"I like exploring the universe on every level I can," he said. " 'Opening new doors and doing new things because we're curious, and curiosity leads us down new paths.' "

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Most of Jim's pictures were in black and white, anyway. He leaned towards that even more these days, since he wanted Victor to fully capture and experience everything he put into his photographs.

He was quiet for a bit, trying to place that quote. Not everything came to mind readily. When he spoke up, it was still a bit of a guess. "...Walt Disney?"

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He chuckled. "Of course. You shouldn't be that surprised I would be quoting him." The stories of Snow White and so on were already known, but Disney certainly gave them stronger life with the movies. And yes, Victor had seen those versions. At least he had cursed memories of watching them with the children in the pediatric ward.

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"I'm not surprised. Just wasn't sure that was the right answer." He may be a fan of 20th and 21st century culture, but he couldn't remember every single thing. Remembering a quote like that was even a little impressive, he thought. "You're so cute," he commented out of the blue, chuckling a bit. "I can almost imagine you watching all those movies. Which one was your favorite?"

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He found he didn't mind being called cute. He had to think about James's question for a long moment before he came to an answer. "Fantasia. But the one with an actual story, I liked Robin Hood. Which is a little funny, considering I met the actual Robin Hood eventually and helped deliver his daughter."

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"You did?" Jim shifted and propped his weight up on his elbows, visibly excited. "Tell me about him. What was he like? Good with a bow and arrow? Did he also take from the rich and give to the poor, and married the beautiful Maid Marian?"

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"Now you're the one being cute," Victor noted. "From what I heard, yes. He was good with a bow and arrow. And he was married to Marian, even had a son with her, but she died. Poor guy was kind of in a soap opera situation, actually. He and Regina were dating, but her sister was having his child. Don't even ask how that happened. Let's just say she earned her title as the Wicked Witch."

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"Regina, who is— or was the Evil Queen." He was trying to remember all the connections here, give him a moment. "And the Wicked Witch is her sister? Wow," he chuckled a bit, shaking his head. "Just when I think that place can't get any more interesting."

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"It's never dull," Victor agreed. "Does make me glad I never stumbled onto Oz, although I would've made a wonderful wizard." He kissed James's hair. "Your turn. Which is your favorite Disney movie?"

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He settled his head back down on Victor's shoulder, nuzzling against his neck again. "Mm... you've probably never heard of it, but Wall-E. It's really cute. But I also liked the Jungle Book, and the Aristocats. I mean, I liked all of them, but those were my favorites, I think. Oh, I loved Atlantis and Treasure Planet too... if those count."

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"Uh... no, I can't say I've heard of that one," Victor admitted. "Or those last two. They sound good, though. I always liked the story of Atlantis and I'm guessing the other is a retelling of Treasure Island? Somehow it doesn't surprise me you'd like that story."

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"Right, you wouldn't," he nodded. Not that it was a problem, though. If anything it was an opportunity, and Jim smiled wider. "Tell you what, I'll try to get my hands on them here, and a few other titles too. If I manage to, we'll set up some movie nights."

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"I'll watch them all the way through," Victor promised him. He did want to see what sort of media James enjoyed, after all. And speaking of movies, the one they attempted to watch was over now, though Victor had only paid attention to maybe half of it at most. He shifted on the car's hood to nibble on James's ear.

"I like learning these little things about you. You're still so endlessly fascinating."

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It was fine. To be honest, Jim never really cared about the movie, he just wanted to spend time with Victor like this. Not that they didn't get to cuddle plenty these days, but this was still different. And after the tough couple of months they got, it felt like a wonderful reward.

He tipped his head a little, letting out a soft chuckle when Victor nibbled on his ear. "Glad you think so. You're just as fascinating, to me."

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"Good," he purred. His lips left James's ear, making a path along his jaw. As they did he shifted until he was leaning over the other man. His fingers started tracing the lines of James's shirt, tugging up.

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His chuckle dissolved pretty quickly into a sigh at that. He moved until he was lying on his back, his head tipping to the side a little, so he could give Victor more room to explore with his mouth. "Got plans for me, mm?" He slid his hands down Victor's front in the meantime, gently guiding his t-shirt up just enough to expose the skin of his midsection.

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"I just like kissing you," Victor answered. His lips moved just under James's jaw, then down the line of his throat and up again. He particularly liked kissing this bit of skin, as he would get to feel when James's pulse changed. Just as James would feel it when Victor sucked in a sharp breath as his skin was exposed.

"Maybe you're the one with plans," he mused.

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He'd definitely feel Jim's heart picking up pace, simply by the way his blood rushed faster though his veins. He tipped his head back a little, willingly offering more of his skin for Victor to explore and do as he pleased, his lips curling into a faint smile at Victor's accusation.

"You started it," he murmured, fingers brushing across the exposed skin, then splaying wide as he pressed his palms to Victor's stomach. "But I can always stop it, if you want me to."

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He made a soft noise of pleasure, teeth gently scraping James's throat. "Oh? You can stop, hm? And what would you like to do instead?"

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He let out a chuckle, warm and a little languid, turning to a low purr about halfway through. "I don't know. We could... mm, read I guess," he teased, curling his fingers and dragging his nails lightly along Victor's sides, then farther up his torso. "Or talk about... the movie we were definitely paying very close attention to."

[jolting]

Victor made a low noise in his throat. His teeth gently sank into James's neck. He sucked on the skin long enough to leave a mark.

"Sure. I can read your body, tell where you're ticklish. Where I've touched and kissed you." His hands pushed up past clothing, running across James's chest.

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He let out a sudden gasp when he felt Victor's teeth sink into his skin, his own nails digging harder into Victor's sides. He tugged a little but didn't try particularly hard to get him closer, since he liked the way Victor's hands were headed, and he wanted to leave him the room to move freely.

"That's... not the kind of reading I meant." But evidently this was vastly preferred. He shifted slightly, one hand pulling away from Victor so he could help tug his own shirt up.

[jolting]

Between the two of them, they managed to help each other out of their shirts. A spark lit up Victor's eyes seeing all of that flesh. And it was very easy for him to read James's skin. He traced his fingers over the man's shoulders, across the scar left over from the flood.

"We can still read when we get home," Victor offered. "Cuddling up with you seems like a great way to end the evening."

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Jim made quick work of Victor's jacket and shirt too, leaving them strewn somewhere across the hood of the car. His own fingers sought the scar on Victor's arm, smiling a little as he felt the doctor tracing the big bite mark around his own shoulder.

"I've got some ideas, come to think of it," he hummed, a leg curling around Victor's thigh, heel pressing against him and drawing him closer. Granted, erotic poems probably weren't what Victor had in mind when he mentioned cuddling, but anyway.

[jolting]

Victor’s skin always tingled when James touched him. Especially when he paid attention to the scar. Maybe because his skin had been knit back together by magic and there were still traces. He didn’t know, and he honestly didn’t spend that much brain power puzzling over it. As long as James kept touching him, that was enough.

“Oh? You do know how to spark my curiosity, geliebte.” And since he knew James would share the idea eventually, he could enjoy the current arrangement of the man underneath him. He arranged himself so he was more fully on top, a hand gliding along James’s leg as he leaned in to kiss the scar.