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( closed ) I say, don't you know

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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He knew Victor wouldn't hurt him too much, but still it was the perfect kind of pressure just then, enough of a surprise that the jolt of pleasure that shot down his spine was all the more surprising. He moaned, back arching and body jerking slightly towards Victor, fingers moving through Victor's hair while his other hand slid as far down the doctor's back as he could manage.

Victor grinned against James's skin. He made sure both nipples were thoroughly treated before he moved his lips away. He rolled his body to follow the path of that hand, making a low pleasing noise in his throat.

"Can't really say sex on the hood of a car ever came into my fantasies before," Victor noted. "But it's starting to." He kissed between James's ribs, making a trail slowly down to his navel.

Lips curling into a wide smile, he let out a faint huff, closing his eyes as Victor's lips trailed lower, and closer to his navel. "Definitely a first for me, too," he murmured, legs spreading wider to give Victor more room to move between them. His hands kept roaming as much of Victor's skin as he could reach in the meantime, fingers sifting through his hair encouragingly.

"Really?" He lifted his head again. He never minded that James had more experiences than him in some areas, but he was still delighted they could share in this one.

"Well, my love, this is our celebration of moving in together. So if you have anything special you'd like to do, let me know now before I get carried away." He smirked, his expression leaving no doubt what he intended to get carried away doing.

"Yeah... really." He smiled a little, not particularly surprised that Victor didn't expect that. Most people would assume he'd had an experience like this at least once, or similar enough, but honestly, he was glad he hadn't. He liked being able to share that experience for the first time with Victor.

"This is already very special," he said as he ran his hands up and down Victor's arms, lips curling into a more amused grin, eyes darkening. "And I like the thought of you getting carried away, so... go right ahead."

He smiled, leaning his head down to press a kiss on James's skin. "Hang on." He slipped away, going to the back seat yet again. He came out with a portable music player and earbuds. He had bought one for himself and loaded tons of songs. On his way back, he took off his shoes and go down to his boxers.

He assumed James might be doing the same but if not, Victor would be more than happy to help him when he came back to the front of the car.

He hadn't thought of that, admittedly. And seeing Victor down to his boxers caught him a little by surprise. He was nothing if not adaptable, though, and as soon as he saw Victor come back wearing much less than before, he grinned and immediately started divesting himself of all his excess clothes.

He kicked off his shoes first, then opened his pants easily, hips wiggling a little as he shimmied them down his legs. The piece of clothing was promptly pushed out of the way, and he beckoned Victor to join him again, parting his legs so Victor could climb on top of him again.

Victor just smiled, mostly watching James get out of his clothes. It was a very arousing display and he didn't want to interrupt it. He did, however, get their discarded clothes and drop it into the car so they wouldn't get lost.

He turned on the player, setting it on the car's roof and turning the volume up just loud enough for them to hear. The very first song that came up was "In Other Words".

"Date didn't feel complete without that song," Victor noted, settling back into place and lips picking up where they left off: just above James's navel.

Jim's eyes flickered up to the player, and he let out a faint chuckle at the song that started playing. He still remembered the first time they sang that song to each other, and danced to it too. How Victor modified the last line just to fit their relationship then.

They didn't have to change the words, now. The song fit them perfectly, to the last syllable.

His fingers found their way back to Victor's hair, combing through the short strands. He hoped the touch was encouraging enough for Victor to keep going, though not quite pushing him to go any faster. He loved Victor taking his time with him, after all.

Victor had started thinking of this song as "theirs" not long after that first night singing it to James. He hummed along to it mow as his lips circled James's navel and fingers brushed along his hip bones. He paused to suck lightly on the skin. Victor was in no real hurry to get in between the legs, as he demonstrated by completely bypassing them and kissing James's knees instead.

He wasn't in any particular rush either. They had all night to themselves, which in itself was a very relaxing and freeing thought. Though he knew they'd both eventually surrender to impatience and the need for each other, for now Jim was glad that Victor was taking his time.

He couldn't help letting out a faint giggle when Victor kissed his knees, though. He peered down at him, grinning. "This isn't how I find out you have a secret foot fetish, is it?"

"Mmmmno," Victor answered with a playful smirk, kissing a slow way up the inside of James's thigh. "Though I'm good with my hands, so I give some excellent massages. Which you'll probably need after laying on this car hood all night."

He bypassed between the legs yet again, moving back to spread more kisses around James's stomach.

"All night, huh," he hummed, a crooked smile on his lips. He knew what Victor meant, of course, but he couldn't help teasing Victor's choice of words. This time he couldn't hide the hitch in his breath when Victor moved closer to his groin, only to move past it and up to his stomach instead. He wasn't completely hard yet, but there was a growing bulge in his underwear that was a little difficult not to notice by now. Victor knew just what he was doing to him.

"A massage does sound pretty great," he agreed. His fingers rounded the shell of Victor's ears, fingertips sliding down his neck and throat. "Once we're home, I'm cashing it in."

Victor noticed the bulge and smirked at it. They both loved driving each other mad. He wasn't done teasing just yet so he ran his fingers along the band and got his head down to mouth the bulge through the underwear's fabric. He would feel it twitch at his attention and when it seemed like it was straining enough, he finally showed mercy and peeled off the underwear.

Something about seeing James naked under the moonlight and stars made Victor's heart swell with even more affection than usual. He took a moment to admire before leaning in to kiss him again, a hand wrapping around his cock.

Jim cried out suddenly when Victor mouthed at his cock, his body jerking and trembling all over. His fingers curled tighter into Victor's hair, though he eased the hold quickly enough, not wanting to rush Victor. He could take his time— and Jim could still manage a bit of patience.

"God," he moaned, promptly kicking his boxers out of the way the moment Victor slid them down his legs. His hands moved up to Victor's neck, and he shifted his knees wider apart while he tipped his head up to return the kiss, whimpering against Victor's mouth when he wrapped his hand around his cock.

One of his hands dropped to Victor's waist, fingers slipping past the elastic of his boxers, intent on returning the favor.

He hummed a little, hands running along James's sides. He loved the way that body moved when James was excited. And he loved that whimper, too. His other hand reached around to push down his boxers, doing his best to wiggle out of them without breaking their contact. A few kisses and strokes of his hand later and he managed it, putting them next to James's on the roof.

So here they were: making out naked under the stars on the hood of a car. He couldn't help snickering even as he continued their kisses.

Jim was prompt in helping Victor rid himself of his boxers, letting out a pleased little purr into the kiss when finally he got them out of the way. His hands slid up Victor's thighs, squeezing his ass lightly before continuing on their way up to the small of his back.

Though not quite breaking the kiss, he pulled back a little, grinning and eyes still closed. "What's so funny?" He nibbled at Victor's lips as he spoke, one of his hands moving between them to wrap around Victor's cock, stroking him slowly at first.

That hand around his cock quickly cut off his laughter. He stiffened in more ways than one, rolling his hips ever so slightly toward James's hand and gave a stroke with his own.

"Sorry, it's just... Two lovers making out on a car? It's kind of a horror cliche." He let out another breathless laugh, nuzzling into James's neck and rolling his body on top of him again. "I love that we can be a fairy tale cliche and a horror cliche. It's perfect."

Jim's eyes sparkled, his smile turning a bit smug. He lost no time in picking up pace, his hand squeezing tighter around Victor's cock, stroking him to full hardness.

"Pretty sure we wouldn't have managed to get totally naked if there was some murderer stalking us," he murmured with a giggle, kissing Victor's temple again. "But... if you get cold, we can climb into the backseat." The blanket helped them be a little more comfortable, but that was pretty much it.

He chuckled, nuzzling against James again and giving him a squeeze. Maybe the air was a little chilly, but he honestly hadn't noticed it. "Mmmno, that's okay. The human body is actually one of the better sources of heat we have. As long as we keep close, we'll be fine." He shifted as close as he could manage, as if to prove his point. Not that he needed the excuse of body heat to get this tangled up with James.

"In that case, you better stay real close," he purred, reaching down to Victor's ass with his free hand and pulling him closer still. His other hand shifted so he could hold both their cocks pressed up against each other, then he urged the doctor to move again, his own hips rolling upwards against the stroke of his own hand.

He made a soft "mhm" noise between their lips, obediently shifting as close as he could manage. He let out a muffled groan at the feel of James's erection nudging his. He grinded up against the other with his hand matching the pace, his lips parting only long enough to breathe before starting the kisses again.

All the while the music was still playing. It wasn't strictly what would be considered "make-out" music, but the energy helped encourage Victor's body to move a bit more.

The music was perfect, as far as Jim was concerned. Maybe other people wouldn't pick it for a moment like this, but he couldn't care less. It was just their type of music, and it only made his heart beat faster knowing that Victor had picked it out for him.

His hand calmly started picking up pace as Victor moved against him, finding a rhythm that worked between their two bodies moving, and both their hands stroking along their cocks. He tilted his head to the side and parted his lips wider, moaning softly as he returned the kisses, tongue pushing past Victor's lips every so often to deepen the contact.

He could easily get lost in James's touch even in complete silence, but the music was certainly helping. It energized his body, gave him a rhythm he could match with his body and hands, his lungs starting to burn as he gasped for air between kisses. He warned he would get carried away and that was exactly what was happening.

Victor wouldn't hear Jim complaining about him getting carried away. If anything his moans and whimpers grew louder the faster they moved, and the harder Victor pressed down on top of him. He kissed along Victor's lips and cheek, mouthing along his jaw and neck, teeth lightly scraping the skin.

"Victor," he breathed out, loud enough to hopefully get the doctor's attention. "D'you, hah— bring anything? Lube, or... something."

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