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( closed ) fly me to the moon

who: Jim Kirk & Victor Frankenstein
what: romantic weekend in the stars (literally)
when: early September
where: on the shuttle, up in space
warnings: some kinky sex

The shuttle isn't exactly the most romantic of transportations, but Jim has tried his best to make it look and feel comfortable and cozy. There's no actual bed, but he has set up a large mattress on the floor in the cargo bay area, with plenty of pillows and blankets, and he's hung a few curtains from the walls so the room doesn't look as cold with all the metal and hard edges all over. There's a box with a few things they might need, though he hasn't forgotten to stock up on supplies for an emergency situation, as well as enough food rations to last them a few weeks if something does happen. He doesn't think it will, but still.

For now Jim's sitting in the pilot seat, fastened securely into place as they cross the atmosphere and start on the smooth path taking them up into space. It's not too high up above the moon, but they get a nice view of both it and the Capitol World a little farther in the distance, and Jim makes sure to take on a steadier speed before turning on the autopilot, letting Victor take in the view for a while.

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His ass cheeks shook from the contact, thighs tensing up, Jim's body shivering as he let out a gasp and a soft groan. He closed his eyes, pressing his cheek against one of his forearms, knees shifting across the mattress as he nodded.

"I'm sorry, Master," he murmured. He was loving the reaction that word alone had on Victor, and he was definitely going to remember this sort of play after they got back to the moon. "I... deserved that."

He wet his lips; he was really loving the way James said that word. “It’s okay, baby, I’ll give you a reward soon.” He coated the vibrator with lube, being sure James was watching. “Would you like it now?”

He sure was watching all the while, eyes darkened, licking at his lips slowly. At the question he nodded, shifting his legs slightly and arching up his ass, offering some pretty easy access. "Yes... I would, Master. If you think I've been good."

Victor leaned in so his breath would tease James's ear. "You have been very good." He kissed the back of his beloved's neck before pushing the vibrator forward. His cock throbbed as he watched the toy slide in deeper. But he would tend to James first, so he continued, seeking that sweet spot.

A shiver rolled down his spine when Victor whispered in his ear, and he let out a sigh, closing his eyes briefly. A breath caught in his throat when he felt the cold head of the vibrator pressed against his opening, and when Victor pushed it in deeper, his hips shifted back, eager to take the length in as deep as it would go.

He moaned shakily, hands fisting the sheets tight. "Please," he practically begged, hoping to get Victor to turn on the device.

Victor kissed James's cheek, running his free hand over the man's tender ass. He shifted a little so he could watch the reaction when he turned on the vibrator. He did still have to hold true to his word of gagging James with his cock, but first Victor wanted to hear the noises he knew were about to come.

Victor was about to get a whole show for his own personal enjoyment, and not just sounds. Even though he had asked for it, he was still caught off-guard when Victor turned on the vibrator, his whole body tensing and shaking all at once, thighs trembling as he shifted where he was kneeling, though seemingly unsure as to where he wanted to move. He did push his hips back to meet the toy in Victor's hand, while his lips fell open in a loud, hot cry, mouth hanging open as a mix of moans, gasps and whimpers kept spilling out of him the longer Victor kept the vibrator on.

James wasn't the only one making noises. Victor whimpered and let out a few moans of his own watching the display. He'd deprived his own pleasure before in order to concentrate on James first, but this time felt worse. His grip on the toy tightened but the rest of him trembled in want.

With a huff, Victor shifted so his cock was back close to James's lips. Those lips were already parted, tempting him. His other hand found the leash and gave a little tug, turning off the vibrator.

"Take it... when you're ready." He had his thumb ready to turn the vibrator on for when James closed his lips around Victor's cock.

Jim didn't even notice Victor moving at first, not until he was standing right in front of him. Turning off the vibrator got a whine from him, but it did allow him to focus, if only slightly. Dark eyes fixed on Victor's cock, and he glanced up briefly, panting a little for breath.

He swallowed dryly, licking at his own lips. Honestly, he wasn't sure he was ready at all, but he was far too greedy, and he wanted it all. Finding himself in this position was also insanely arousing, so he promptly wrapped his lips around the crown of Victor's cock, sucking hard for a few seconds before he bobbed his head forward and took a few more inches in. His gaze was turned upwards all the while, trying to keep eye contact for as long as he possibly could.

Victor's eyes were glazed over, darkened by lust. His fingers curled a little tighter around the leash, though he still took care to not be so tight that it would be painful for James. Already his partner would taste the precome on Victor's tip. It was the only natural response after everything they were doing.

Victor slowly turned the vibrator back on and eased it a little deeper inside, letting James control the pace on the other end. It was insanely arousing filling James on both ends.

He could barely focus, with how good it felt. Feeling the tip of Victor's cock already wet on his tongue drove him crazy, and between that and having the large toy stretching him out while vibrating inside of him, his own cock was already dripping onto the mattress. He felt so full right now, and yet eager for more, wanting Victor to start moving, fucking him on either end. Or both.

He let out a muffled moan around Victor's cock, his body burning hot all over, moving of its own accord as he desperately tried to impale himself onto the vibrator. His hands were still bound together, but he managed to move a hand slightly, enough that he could tap a very slow and messy "OK" over and over against Victor's thigh.

He swallowed hard, his lungs burning with his heated breaths. He froze when he felt James's fingers on his thigh. The two letters had his heart aching. Like so many things, him using Morse code that first night was an unplanned thing that became theirs.

"I love you," Victor sighed. His hand fumbled to uncuff James while the other kept the vibrator in place "I love you and I can't stand you not touching me anymore." He rolled his hips forward and the vibrator at the same time. "Please, James."

James might have still been wearing the collar, but there was no use Victor trying to be dominant when he was feeling this needy.

Jim hummed at first, relieved when Victor took the cuffs off of him. One hand slid up the back of Victor's thigh, fingers digging into flesh when Victor moved, pushing both his cock and the vibrator into him at the same time. Letting out a muffled cry, he relaxed his throat and bobbed his head so he could take Victor in deeper, feeling the head of his cock push against the back of his throat.

His hand made its way up to Victor's ass too, grabbing a handful and squeezing, the reach of his touch regrettably limited in this position. He'd make sure to make up for it later, though.

Victor felt like his body was on fire. Somehow he kept enough control to ease the vibrator in as deeply as it felt his cock was going inside James's mouth. He held position there before pulling back, keeping the feeling on both ends as even as he could. Feeling that hand on his ass had his cock twitching.

He could feel he was going to lose it. He urged his body on, thrusting forward with vibrator and cock.

Jim could feel himself getting rapidly close to losing control entirely, and he already had precious little of it. Feeling the toy inside him, vibrating against his prostate with each deep thrust, had his body tensing and trembling all over, the muffled sounds he let out louder and more breathless, audible even with Victor's cock throat-deep in his mouth.

Both his hands moved to Victor's hips, urging him to move faster, fuck his mouth in earnest. He was already dripping thick precome onto the bed, so close to his orgasm, and he just wanted Victor not to be too far behind.

Over the last six months, Victor had grown to read James's body language pretty well. And even in his daze, he could see that James was as close to an orgasm as he. Victor let go of the leash, reaching out for the other man's erection instead.

He couldn't get the three sensations in perfect sync, but Victor tried as he moved the vibrator, thrust his hips and stroked James's cock. The noises James made created some vibrating for him. He was so, so close. When he couldn't stand it anymore he came, pushing the vibrator forward one more time.

He was caught off-guard when he felt Victor's hand on his cock, particularly because it hadn't even crossed his mind that the doctor might be able to manage the presence of mind to do that too. He cried out, the sound muffled just as Victor thrust his hips and pushed his cock in deep, and all it took was a couple of loose strokes for him to come, letting out loud, breathless sounds around Victor's length. His muscles clenched tight around the vibrator, his whole body shaking in response to all the feelings overwhelming him at once, his mind soaring so high that he didn't even realize it when Victor came.

So while some of Victor's cum shot down his throat, most of it spilled onto his mouth and tongue, dripping down the corners of his lips and making a complete mess of him. Jim didn't seem to mind particularly, his mind not quite there at the moment.

Any presence of mind he had to stroke James was completely gone once his orgasm hit. He paid no attention to the mess dribbling out of James's mouth, only wanting to roll his hips a few more times so he could spend himself. Both of his hands had stilled, one wrapped around James's length and the other just barely holding the vibrator in place.

Once he was completely spent he slumped forward, his sweaty forehead resting on James's back. It took him a moment to realize he should probably shift away and let his cock fall out of James's mouth. He did with a sigh, though his hands moved to hold on instead. It felt like they were in zero gravity again and James was all that kept Victor from floating away.

Jim let out an unrestrained whimper when Victor finally slipped out of his mouth, trying to lap up as much of the mess around his reddened lips, but with only limited success. He felt soft and spent all over, though he still managed to move, sitting up groggily so he could press his lips to Victor's.

Still shivering with the vibrator turned on inside him, he reached behind himself with one hand, moaning softly as he turned it off, then slowly pulled it out, setting it aside on the bed. His heart was racing so fast he could pretty much hear it thumping away in his ears.

He'd forgotten about the vibrator. He would have forgotten about the collar if the leash didn't get in his way when he tried moving. Victor's fingers fumbled as he took it off, brushing James's throat to make sure the skin wasn't hurt too badly. Victor noted the mess on James's lip and smiled, his thumb helping brush it off.

"Was that what you were hoping for?" he asked. It seemed pretty obvious they both found it amazing, but he wanted to hear it from James.

The skin on his neck was a little reddened, as were his wrists and, most particularly, his ass, but Victor wouldn't hear him complaining about it. His knees did feel a little weak, but he managed to let his weight rest against Victor, sliding both his hands up Victor's chest and wrapping his arms around his neck.

"And more," he grinned dazedly, nipping at Victor's lips. "But I'm not done with you yet."

He wrapped his arms around James in return. He didn't care that they were sweaty and a mess. "I hope you'll never be done with me," Victor breathed. He nipped back, purring and scratching the back of James's neck. "Anything you want to do with me right now?"

Jim smiled at that, languidly running his fingers through Victor's hair. "Yeah... let's cuddle for a bit," he said. "I do want you to fuck me, but I think we're both gonna need a recovery window after that."

Victor pulled them so they could lay down on the mattress. He was glad for some cuddling. They definitely needed a recovery window, and he needed more time to finish James's gift. Some gifts would have to wait for them to be back at the Quarantine, but James liked music and poetry, and those were things Victor could make for him now.

Victor settled, closing his eyes to better arrange the words in his mind.

Jim stretched out across the mattress lazily, like a cat cuddling up next to Victor. Draping a leg and an arm over him, he nuzzled against the curve of Victor's neck, sighing contentedly. He wasn't so tired as to fall asleep right now, but it was really nice to get to rest together like this.

He did pull away briefly to reach a remote nearby, opening up the small window above them so they could have a nice view of the stars and space around them.

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