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[Open] Apple a day... you get what I mean.

who: Dr. Leonard McCoy and Possibly you? (Open)
what: Catch him sleeping after work, or for lunch, or come up with your own idea to run into the doctor.
when: Either during or after the Butterfly Effect event. Just let me know when so I can adjust accordingly.
where: Riverview General/Anywhere he can get food/Your choice
warnings: Definitely ONE NSFW thread going on in here and bad language?

I. After Work
Working in a hospital is always a strange feeling to him now. Ever since he took that position as Chief Medical Officer that Jim offered him, his view of medical care had changed intensely. Now it felt even stranger in a lot of ways. The technology wasn’t the same. Not that it was the dark ages, but it certainly isn’t what he’s used to.

Which was why he didn’t leave immediately from his shift end. He sat with manuals on the medical technology and different available medicines spread out over the table so he could read. He pretty much took over a quieter break room, intent on staying out of the way and getting some work done. Between reviewing charts of patients and the books. It felt a whole lot like he was back in medical school again.

At some point though, he likely should’ve made a pot of coffee because he soon started to feel his eyelids get heavier. Right along with the feeling of heaviness that came with that impending feeling of falling asleep. He refused to give up just yet, though.

Which is likely why his head finally made contact with the book as he was out like a light.

II. Lunch Break

He forgot his lunch. Somewhere in the rush to get his shit together that morning, he left the apartment without his food. Which meant he had to make a run out to scrounge up something to eat. Something he just hated to do. It meant less healthy choices and more exercise later to make up for it. Not that he was against exercise. Just workin’ in a damn hospital also made it harder to keep a normal schedule as it was.

So there he was, standin’ on a sidewalk tryin’ to decide where he should go to find the lesser evil of fast food. Nothin’ seemed all that promisin’ however.

III. Wildcard! Start what you want with him.

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A shiver hit him as he exhaled, lips parted to let out soft pants while his eyes slipped down to where Jim loosely stroked at his length. Leonard wanted to reach out and touch him. Curl his fingers around him and find every spot on his erection that would drive Jim crazy. But instead, he stood there and watch, eyes darkening with want and desire that forced a low sound out of his lips.

His eyes only closed the moment Jim dropped that soft kiss to his lips. He trusted him. He believed Jim when he said he had him... but god, the moment the other man slipped up behind him, he felt each teasing touch like fire brushing across nerve endings. "Fuck..." He hissed the word softly as he arched with the feeling of Jim's cock sliding along the cleft of his ass.

And god, he gasped and practically mewled when Jim did nothing more than teasingly press against his opening. "Damn it, Jim... Don't tease!" His hips swayed backward, trying to push Jim inside even if he knew he had no leverage to do so. "Please, Jim..."

Jim felt as though he were driving himself crazy as much as he was Bones, but he had to admit, the reactions were more than worth it. He moaned low as Bones swayed back against him, feeling his whole body shiver as his cock rubbed and pressed insistently against the curve of Bones's ass.

Leaning in closer, he mouthed vaguely at Bones's neck, lips trailing up to press against the shell of his ear. "Patience is a virtue, you know," he murmured, voice low and warm, yet despite his words he didn't plan on making Bones wait any longer.

Both hands gripping at Bones's ass, he leaned back again, enough to get a good view, mostly to help see what he was doing but also... well, he did enjoy the sight very much, he wouldn't lie. Licking at his lips and smiling briefly, he finally shifted his hips forward, the head of his cock pushing against the ring of muscle and slowly starting to slide into him. There was a trace of resistance at first, but Jim just added a bit more force to the first push, breathing in short, audible pants as he felt Bones's muscles wrap tightly around him.

A low groan escaped him, his knees wobbling a bit as Jim literally tortured him with ghosts of feelings and illicit promises whispered against his skin. And god, he wanted Jim to make good on every single one of those promises. But he could barely make unintelligible sounds as Jim's lips took away what was left of his ability to string more than a few words together.

Though, he might've cursed as he tried to say where Jim could put virtue and patience for that matter. But it seemed Jim already had intentions of destroying even his ability to do that.

Because the moment Jim pressed into him, he had to let go of the table to bite into it as he moaned a little louder than he should for being in the break room. It didn't hurt. On the contrary, the nerves exploded in sensation making it hard to stay relaxed when the muscles wanted to clutch about Jim as he slid inside. It took a moment to even catch his breath before a shiver ran along his spine and into every nerve ending. He finally had to pull his hand away to grip the table again as he drew in a sharp breath. "God... Jim... don't stop."

Jim had to take a few seconds to just breathe and clear his mind, rather than be overwhelmed by the sensations. His hands held tightly to Bones's hips, one of them eventually letting go to slip underneath his shirt, pressing to his stomach and pulling him back, keeping him close and still for that short while.

It was enough to drive him out of his mind, all the more so when Bones spoke again, and he let out a soft groan, closing his eyes. He tipped his head, pressing his lips to the curve of Bones's neck, planting a trail of kisses up and down, all over the skin wherever he could reach.

He didn't leave the doctor hanging too long, though, and eventually he did just what he'd asked him. Pulling back just a hint, he rolled his hips so he slid slowly out of him, then pushed back in, gasping breathlessly at the friction and pressure from that single thrust, though he followed the move with another right after, slowly working on building up a pace.

The press of that hand to his stomach sent a shiver up his spine. Closing his eyes, he tried to find some calm amidst the rush of want and desire. And honestly, it was like bringing a glass of water to put out a bonfire. Cause god, he couldn't think straight as his body all but begged for more.

Shivering noticeably from the kisses on his neck, he gasped and tipped his head to give Jim access to that part of his neck. No, there was no catching his breath. Jim took that away effectively the moment he rolled his hips.

Another strangled moan left him that he bout nearly stopped from being loud enough to draw attention. His muscles fluttered and tightened around Jim inside him and god if that didn't just make the feeling that much more intense. "Jim..." Calling his name out breathlessly, he couldn't stop himself from pushing back into him with each thrust, desperate to feel him.

To be honest, Jim couldn't care less how loud Bones got right now. He sure wouldn't try to stop him if he let out a louder moan, nor would he care if anyone outside the room heard them. He didn't think it'd get to that point, what with the hospital being a busy place, but still.

Point was, he didn't go to any sort of length to keep him quiet, nor did he hold himself back, especially when he felt Bones tighten around his cock. Letting out a low groan, he bit lightly at the skin of Bones's neck, then rolled his hips a little more sharply, finding a steadier pace.

It wouldn't take that long to drive himself over the edge, he knew that; he also had a feeling it would be easy to get Bones to come, especially considering how long he'd gone without. Jim honestly wondered if he'd even touched himself at all during those two weeks. The thought alone aroused him more than anything, to be honest, and his other hand slipped down to his groin, curling around his hard cock and promptly starting to pump him in tandem with his deep, sharp thrusts.

"Ha!" He couldn't stop the sudden sound that left him when Jim bit into his neck, nor how it elongated and then sharpened when Jim sharpened his movements. It was quickly and thoroughly erasing all thought from his mind and leaving him with less control or thought about keeping himself quiet.

Leonard felt it. The intense heat and building of arousal. And every time Jim sank into him, his body reacted. The tightening of muscles and the shivering that moved up his spine. It was too much and not enough. Not enough till he felt Jim's fingers curling about his erection. Something that caused a shock of sensation to ripple through him and make him cry out Jim's name far louder than he should.

His hips reacted, caught between pushing back into him and thrusting into his hand... and the sheer feeling of being utterly lost to the pleasure was new to him. It wouldn't take long for him to come. Hell, he felt it building and burning through him quickly until all he could do was mewl soft pleas to Jim. Tiny nonsensical sweet nothings between low moans that rolled in his chest.

When he did hit that moment, his muscles tightened hard, winning that pleasurable tug of war as he pressed back into Jim as he came with a shout. "Jim! God..." He came hard, spilling over Jim's hand and his and likely making one helluva mess of himself... but all he could focus on was that feeling of Jim still in him and the intense euphoria that came with release. And god, he didn't want Jim to stop. "Keep... keep goin'... harder."

His thrusts weren't particularly precise, but they were fast and deep enough for him to know he managed to touch and tease every soft and sensitive spot inside Bones. That, coupled with his his quick and eager pumps along the length of Bones's cock, were more than enough to rapidly push the doctor towards his climax. So it didn't surprise him much when finally his muscles tightened around his own cock, the sensation alone enough to make Jim moan louder, body trembling as he rammed harder into him.

"Of, fuck," he couldn't bite back the moaned curse, fingers gripping tight as he stroked Bones through his orgasm, feeling him shoot his cum against his own fingers and palm, as well as staining the table he was propped up against. His own hips moved rougher and faster, feeling himself closer to his own orgasm, and wanting even more to reach it now so he could join Bones.

Once he had milked him for all he had, he let go of Bones's cock, then leaned back, gripping Bones tight by his hips. He let out a warm, appreciative hum at the sight of Bones bent over the table like that, all but taken apart yet willingly spread open for him, then he picked up his pace, watching with a dark and intent gaze as his cock slid smoothly out of him, only to thrust back into him, tight muscles welcoming him. The sound of skin slapping against skin matched the wet noises of his cock filling up Bones, as well as the soft grunts and moans that slipped past his lips with each deep, hard thrust.

It was but seconds before he reached his climax, but they were sweet and hot seconds, the sensations overwhelming him and making his every cell and nerve sing when he finally shot his cum into Bones. His hips rolled more sharply and erratically as he rode out his orgasm, fingers curling harder into Bones's hips as he pushed him back towards him to meet each of his thrusts, making sure to fill him up to the brim as he spilled completely into that tight heat.

All the details of the moment just hazed together for a moment as the feeling of release and being overly sensitive washed over him. Each of Jim's moves were enough to make his muscles continue to tighten and grip him with each thrust. It forced the air out of his lungs as he gasped and shivered followed by a low rough moan that escaped his parted lips.

The doctor's hands slid a little, pressing his palms against the table as Jim chased his own climax and his body more than willing moved back toward him each time he pushed in. "God, darlin'.... c'mon, sweetheart." He whispered the words, an aching need in his voice as he tried to pull Jim over the edge with him and give as good as he got.

A sharp gasp left him with a moan quickly following after it as he felt Jim nearing his climax. Trembling sharply, he arched and pushed back against Jim when he felt the wet heat filling him up. Leonard couldn't help but tighten around him, rocking back to milk Jim of his orgasm as he felt his own muscles quiver with the threat of melting down into the table top. Instead, he pushed back against Jim, his head leaning against the other's as he gasped for air. "Shit..." He breathed out the word and shivered before a soft little laugh left him. "Didn't think something like that could feel so damn good..." It was worth pushing aside his usual dislike for that kind of risk and well... appreciate it a helluva lot more.

Fingertips dug briefly into the flesh of Bones's hips as he moved faster, his thrusts sharper and deeper as he moved erratically but intensely through his orgasm. Bones felt wonderfully tight around him, and it didn't take much nor too long for those tight and welcoming muscles to milk him for all he had to give. As his mind cleared and he descended from his high, the sounds of their bodies moving and pressing together filled his ears, of skin slapping against skin, the wet noise each time Jim's cock slid into Bones and his own cum spilled out a little with each thrust.

He let out a longer, softer moan, his body shivering as he slowed down to a halt, burying himself into Bones all the way. He leaned forward, one hand resting on the table to brace his weight against it, and he let out a soft chuckle at Bones's own words as he mouthed at the curve just behind his ear. "Mm... Glad to show you otherwise."

Air burned in his lungs, whether from not enough or too much, he did know. His mind was a whited out space of warmth filled with the sounds of them pressing together and his own heartbeat thundering in his ears. The doctor's shoulders slumped a little with exhaustion as he leaned more heavily on the table top, fighting off the desire to just bend lower and rest his head on the cool surface.

This was the best kind of tired. The kind that had the blood practically singing as it rushed through his veins. And he just might have given in to the impulse to melt onto the table if Jim hadn't leaned forward to press along the line of his back like that. A shiver wracked through him with the attention just behind his ear before he managed a breathless laugh. "Gotta say, glad you did, too."

When he was pretty certain he thought he could stay balanced on one arm, he slipped a hand back to curl around the back of Jim's neck softly. God, but it felt good to have him back. Not that he imagined that feeling would come in the hospital break room, but who was he to complain? He felt way too good and content to even consider complaining about anything. "Fair warning... when we get home, I'm going to hold on to you and not let go." What? He missed him. Cuddling sounded like a damned good idea to him.

He nuzzled against Bones's ear slowly, a smile etched across his lips, his free arm wrapping around Bones's midsection and holding him close. He knew how spent Leonard could get after something like this, and as appealing as the thought of lazying around and cuddling up was right now, he knew this was neither the time nor the place.

"Mm, kinda counting on that, to be honest," he wrapped his lips loosely around the shell of Bones's ear before pulling back. "But we gotta clean up first, or else we're going to get more attention than we want just walking out of here."

Right now, that meant pulling out of Bones, as much as he hated the mere thought of moving, and he mourned the loss of contact as soon as his cock slipped out of him. Not wasting much time, he caught Bones's lab coat, using it to wipe up Bones's thighs and ass the best he could, then took care of himself just as quickly so they could pull their pants back up.

The doctor hissed and lowered his head a little more as Jim pulled away from him. A feeling of loss rippled along his spine making him shiver softly. Closing his eyes, he focused on catching his breath. He honestly meant to push away from the table, but when he felt Jim helping him clean off, he stayed still until he was done. He likely could use more work. Possibly a shower would be best, but it would be enough to get them home.

So, he straightened up and started to put his clothes mostly back in order. Though, he negated the effort to tuck his shirt in and put a priority on cleaning up the mess they made. All of which he did none too quickly, not when he still felt like a mound of jello.

The books and research were next, filed away neatly in his briefcase before he finally leaned on the back of a chair and looked at Jim, his eyes hotly sliding over him before finding his eyes again. For a moment he wasn't so certain walking would be quite possible, not when he felt so loose and likely would feel sore as well once he got going. But he loved that feeling. The soft ache that ran through his muscles and the still simmering and sensitized nerves were more than enough to remind him just how much he appreciated Jim's efforts.

Without a word, he smirked just a little and offered his bag to Jim to carry it. "Unless you plan to help me walk home, I'd appreciate you carryin' it for me."

They both likely could use a shower right now, yes, but in their current situation, that wasn't a luxury they could afford. He cleaned them both up the best he could manage, and honestly they should just be glad it was enough for them to walk out in public without drawing unwanted attention to them, and that they'd managed not to stain any of their clothes. Well, the lab coat was a goner, but anyway.

While Bones put away his things, Jim cleaned up any stains and bits of cum off the table. It was a likewise poor job, but he figured someone from the cleaning crew would be by eventually and clean it up properly. Not like he was busying himself with looking for cleaning supplies right now of all times, so.

Finally turning back to Bones, he smiled a little as the doctor handed him the bag. "Well, I can always carry you, if you feel your knees giving out," he teased, winking at Bones as he leaned in to kiss him briefly, then caught his hand and tugged him along towards the door.

The doctor noted Jim's cleaning of the room, and the lack of real cleaning products which made him frown just a little. But that was the health conscious part of him... and they had neither the time nor luxury to worry about that right now. It was a hospital. They would clean this room pretty soon from top to bottom as per regulations, so Leonard let it go easily and focused more on his task.

No point nitpickin' anyhow.

Smiling softly at Jim, the doctor started to reach for his wrist to pull him close, only, Jim beat him to what he wanted. Smiling a little brighter than normal into that kiss, he ducked his head and huffed a soft happy sound before shaking his head. "Well if it comes to it prince charmin', good luck to ya. But I think I'll manage on my own." Letting the other pull him to the door, he took a moment to just look at Jim. Tracing the line of his neck and shoulders and thinking about just how much he's changed in little ways since they first met. And well... he was damn glad he met the man and got the chance to come this far with him.

Thoughts for another time to be sure. For now, he changed the train of thought to just making it back to the apartment. Well, tried. He deserved points for tryin'.

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