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riverviewlogs2017-07-05 06:42 pm
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[Closed] Romantic Language of Flowers
who: Dr. McCoy and Jim Kirk [Closed]
what: He promised his captain flowers. He’s getting flowers, damn it!
when: July 21st (after the mission to find the shuttle)
where: In their shared apartment space.
warnings: This is going to be NSFW. If it doesn’t, then I suppose the doctor failed in that grand romantic gesture he promised. XD
Leonard got in late, long after Jim called it a night. Granted, that had just been a front as he wanted to bring the rest of the ‘supplies’ in when Jim wasn’t up and about where he could ask questions or figure it out too soon. And well, he got a couple of days off and planned everything out tediously since the idea had been planted in his brain at Bryn’s party and Jim complained about not getting a single flower from him. Well, the only reason that flower even made it back to Bryn was actually because he’d taken absolute care to study, pick and scan ever flower along their way on that mission…
And now he knew exactly which ones would be allergens and which were fine for one James T. Kirk. It was more routine. If they were planning to live in this place for an indefinite amount of time, then he wanted to know everything in regards to side effects like allergies. It just made this particular task easier.
The blue orchid like flower blossoms were scattered across the covers, some carelessly even dropped on top of Jim’s sleeping form. On different surfaces of the room, red rose like petals were strewn amidst small candles ranging in color from blue to gold with drooping branches of white flowers trailing down the dresser or head board giving off a sweet smell much like jasmine or honey suckle. And if Jim woke, the first thing he would see before his eyes is an elaborate yellow flower, petals tipped in deep blue in that exotic way that only alien plants could. A small note was attached to the stem, written on in elegant old fashioned script scrawling the stark whiteness reading, “If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever. – Tennyson”
The red petals from Jim’s side of the bed trailed from the room, outlined in blue flowers like a path until it stopped in the hall just outside of the bathroom, where small candles formed a heart on the ground with another yellow flower and note attached to it. This one read, “He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. – Bronte” And just beyond this, the bathroom was set up in much the same manner as the bedroom with blue, red, and white flowers with the yellow blossoms floating on the surface of the water in the tub along with a few floating white candles.
In all honesty, Leonard knew he went a little crazy. But he did promise Jim a grand gesture and he made good on it. He didn’t stay in the bedroom. Instead he waited out of the way as he turned on the radio, picking a very specific song taking a deep breath. He just hoped that alone would be enough to wake Jim up as the beginnings of “God Only Knows” filled the silence.
what: He promised his captain flowers. He’s getting flowers, damn it!
when: July 21st (after the mission to find the shuttle)
where: In their shared apartment space.
warnings: This is going to be NSFW. If it doesn’t, then I suppose the doctor failed in that grand romantic gesture he promised. XD
Leonard got in late, long after Jim called it a night. Granted, that had just been a front as he wanted to bring the rest of the ‘supplies’ in when Jim wasn’t up and about where he could ask questions or figure it out too soon. And well, he got a couple of days off and planned everything out tediously since the idea had been planted in his brain at Bryn’s party and Jim complained about not getting a single flower from him. Well, the only reason that flower even made it back to Bryn was actually because he’d taken absolute care to study, pick and scan ever flower along their way on that mission…
And now he knew exactly which ones would be allergens and which were fine for one James T. Kirk. It was more routine. If they were planning to live in this place for an indefinite amount of time, then he wanted to know everything in regards to side effects like allergies. It just made this particular task easier.
The blue orchid like flower blossoms were scattered across the covers, some carelessly even dropped on top of Jim’s sleeping form. On different surfaces of the room, red rose like petals were strewn amidst small candles ranging in color from blue to gold with drooping branches of white flowers trailing down the dresser or head board giving off a sweet smell much like jasmine or honey suckle. And if Jim woke, the first thing he would see before his eyes is an elaborate yellow flower, petals tipped in deep blue in that exotic way that only alien plants could. A small note was attached to the stem, written on in elegant old fashioned script scrawling the stark whiteness reading, “If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever. – Tennyson”
The red petals from Jim’s side of the bed trailed from the room, outlined in blue flowers like a path until it stopped in the hall just outside of the bathroom, where small candles formed a heart on the ground with another yellow flower and note attached to it. This one read, “He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. – Bronte” And just beyond this, the bathroom was set up in much the same manner as the bedroom with blue, red, and white flowers with the yellow blossoms floating on the surface of the water in the tub along with a few floating white candles.
In all honesty, Leonard knew he went a little crazy. But he did promise Jim a grand gesture and he made good on it. He didn’t stay in the bedroom. Instead he waited out of the way as he turned on the radio, picking a very specific song taking a deep breath. He just hoped that alone would be enough to wake Jim up as the beginnings of “God Only Knows” filled the silence.
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Turning his head, he moved to press his lips against Jim's ear to whisper low and rough. "I don't have them right here with me, so you're just gonna have to behave or I'll just have'ta show you what happens when you don't follow the rules." Smiling just slightly, he licked at the shell of the ear before nibbling on it. Making sure to set the lube down again, he caught both of Jim's wrists, and pressed them together as he drew them up over his own head to the edge of the tub. "Keep them there, or I'll stop."
The doctor's voice rumbled out a rich sound with no room for argument allowed. Once he was sure Jim wouldn't move, he dared to pick up the lube again and poured it on his fingers. Not a lot. Just enough to start massaging the tight muscled with his fingertips, only slightly pressing the tips inside here and there as he rubbed the line of sensitive flesh from his tailbone to the perineum slowly. Something he took his sweet time doing after he spread the two muscles apart again opening Jim up for him. "Should I bend you over the edge? Use my mouth on you? Or just fuck you real slow with my fingers? Tell me Jim... cause I promise you I'll do it if that's what you want..." He just wouldn't let him come. Not yet.
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"When you say things like that, you really make me want to misbehave." Just to see how much he could push Bones, what he'd do out of sheer impatience. He didn't think the doctor would be capable of stopping altogether, and he knew he was just that good at tempting him. Even if he tried, it wouldn't last that long.
Despite that, he didn't say a word, and he did as told, curling his fingers around the edge of the tub. That hold got a little tighter when Bones's lubed fingers found their way back to his ass, his hips rolling back and upwards, a soft sound crawling up his throat. "Jesus, Bones," he all but moaned, panting slightly against the curve of the doctor's neck. His fingers flexed against the edge, trying to stop himself from touching Bones like he wanted to. "Any chance I can get both?" A little greedy, he knew that. But it didn't hurt to ask, at least.
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The purposeful drawl of that one word was meant to roll out richly, and well, it worked on making him shiver himself and close his eyes for just a brief second. God, he was workin' himself up.
Just the tip of his middle finger pressed past the ring of muscle while the index and ring fingers took their time to rub and smooth the lube against it slowly. He wanted to tease him. Wanted to have Jim so worked up he could barely stand it. If Jim wanted that... "Yeah, darlin'... I can do that. But you gotta do somethin' for me. Tell me if this is too much. Let me know if I need to stop. Cause I just want to make you feel good... promise me that?"
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His body swayed again, pushing back against that finger, eager to feel Bones sliding it deeper into him. A breath turned to a slightly sharper gasp, his lips seeking Bones's and stealing a lingering kiss from them.
"I'll tell you if it's too much," he breathed finally, nipping at Bones's lips, trying to coax him into kissing him back, and into giving him more than just these light touches. "Should I tell you... if it's not enough, too?" Because he was at that point right now, honestly.
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Though, that lingering kiss was enough to almost derail him completely. It pulled the breath from his lungs and nearly slowed the touches of his hands to a halt. When Jim gave just enough room to speak, he gave a low sound of something caught between frustration and pull desire. Shifting his head just a little, he bit just a little hard on Jim's lower lip before licking it softly. "That your way of saying I'm not doing this fast enough, darlin'?"
Smiling just a little, he smoothed one hand up Jim's spine to instantly tangle in his hair. Pulling at it, he drew the other in to instantly bite at his lips and lick into his mouth. There was nothing slow or easy about taking him in that kiss. Leonard took his time to memorize Jim's mouth over again, brushing against his tongue with his own and catching it with his teeth to nibble it before finally pulling away. Shifting to suckle on his upper lip, he purred his next words low and rough.
"Sit up. Gonna slide out from under you and you are going to lay over the lip of the tub. Cause I plan to give you a whole lot more, I promise ya that."
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"My way of saying I'm impatient, is all," he murmured, an answer though not quite. Granted, he wasn't going all that fast right now, but then Jim figured that was part of his plan. It was just difficult to keep a clear head and keep himself in check when those touched worked him up so fast, and the oil only seemed to light up his very skin, making his arousal all the more intense.
He gasped softly when Bones caught his hair, fisting it and pulling him into a deep kiss. He whimpered and moaned into Bones's mouth, his own parting wide, pliant to every touch of his tongue. The deep hot contact sent a shiver rolling down his spine, making his whole body tremble in sheer anticipation. By the time Bones broke the contact, his pupils were blown wider, and he didn't say another word before he did as Bones told him, pulling away and shifting onto his knees as he waited for Bones to move them around and tell him how to set himself up on the tub next.
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Everything about Jim made him want him. A fact he found to be more and more true.
But that wasn't for now. Letting Jim pull back, he could tell that the other man was dazed and that was well... just perfect. Smirking just a little, he carefully turned Jim about and pushed him down over the sloping lip of the tub. The curled porcelain would make it easy for Jim to both hold on as well as drape over it easily. Smoothing hands hands up the other man's sides, he purposely dragged his own body over Jim's back and fit his groin firmly to his ass as he pressed kisses along the nape of his neck.
Allowing his hands to descend to Jim's legs, he pushed them apart so he could settle between them. An action that let his arousal settle perfectly between those rounded cheeks far too easily. Groaning low and deep, his teeth Jim's shoulder unintentionally, but in such a way it left a mark against smooth skin. Pausing just to breath in short halted pants, he finally pulled his wits together before turning his head to kiss at the shell of his ear. The new position let Jim sink more into the water, but being nearly seated in his own lap, it kept Jim from putting too much pressure on his knees. He really hadn't planned this part out... he just really wanted to go all out for the man. But first...
"Feel okay? Even if it is a bit awkward... promise you won't notice that real soon." Purring the promise in Jim's ear, he started to kiss his way down his neck before drifting down his back. He nearly chuckled when the oil made his lips tingle, but instead he just smiled. Wouldn't that make kissing interesting. Or even what he was about to do right now.
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His breaths were a little shorter as Bones turned him around on the tub with ease, then he leaned forward and bent over the lip, holding onto the porcelain as he closed his eyes a moment. Part of him wanted to look, to see what Bones was doing, but when he felt Bones slowly slide up until he was pressed up behind him, he was glad he hadn't. The sensation was all the more intense when he had no idea it was coming.
He drew in a sharp inhale when Bones parted his legs, then nestled his erection along the cleft of his ass. His breaths turned into a moan and a gasp as a shiver coursed through his body, his back arching and his hips swaying back so he was pressing himself right against Bones's groin, all but grinding himself against his cock.
"God, Bones..." His voice was a breathless little whine, a hint of a plea to his tone. He didn't move, though, even despite the loss of contact that came with Bones starting to kiss a path down his back. He kept his back arched instead, his ass jutting out and his knees and legs spread as wide as he could manage inside the tub, finally craning his neck so he could try to get a view of what Bones was doing.
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If anything, resuming his descent down Jim's spine let his mind focus on other things. Like what he planned to do. All prospects that had him excited as hell, but also worried. Maybe even scared he'd do it wrong. Wasn't like he did things like this before. But god help him, he would do his damnedest... for Jim.
Smoothing his hands over Jim's sides, he rounded his hips to press the palms over the rising curve of his rear and used them to part the muscles and open him up. Dropping soft kisses along one side, he worked down just enough till the slightest turn of his head let him brush the tip of his tongue over the scrotum. Teasing the skin there lightly, he then pressed his tongue against the perineum firmly and drew a wet trail from there to the end of his tail bone, only lingering longer as he brushed the tight ring of muscle in the process.
Not giving either of them a chance to think about it, he pressed in again, his tongue sweeping against his opening once more. Licking at it, he purposely moved his tongue against him to ease the muscle before finally pushing just the tip inside teasingly.
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Waves of arousal washed over him from head to toe slowly, making his head feel light and his body too hot. Each exhale turned to a soft pant or a mewl, and the lower Bones moved, the hotter and more impatient he felt. He gasped when Bones parted his ass cheeks, his back arching and hips swaying back, exposing himself further and inviting Bones into tasting him finally.
But of course, Bones was intent on torturing him with every single touch. That pliant tongue touching sensitive skin drew a sharp breathless cry from him, his hands clinging harder to the lip of the tub. He closed his eyes and bit back the urge to rush Bones or ask him for more, instead waiting and letting him take his time— even if feeling that tongue push past the tight rim of his opening was more than enough to drive him mad with want.
"Fuck, that's good," he purred hotly, hips pushing back slowly, hoping to feel Bones push in deeper, either with his tongue or his fingers.
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No, he just wanted to control when and how. Pressing his tongue in a little further, he prodded and pressed against the muscle, coaxing it to open up and relax for him little by little. He knew well how sensitive the body was right there, and he took advantage of that as he pressed in deeper each time he penetrated Jim.
Releasing one hand, he slipped his fingers into the heated valley and pressed his fingers against the perineum and rubbed it slowly, just enough that the works of his tongue and fingers would stimulate the prostate faintly. He wanted to do more. Push Jim right over the edge. But at the same time, the slow build would make the orgasm that much more intense for Jim.
Drawing his tongue out, he bit at the curve of one cheek and nearly purred his words. "If I push my fingers in... do you think you can keep from comin' darlin'?"
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And when those fingers slipped along the cleft and rubbed slowly against that spot of soft skin, he couldn't help himself. His hips arched and swayed back as he tried to press himself against that tempting mouth and fingers, almost desperate to feel more, to be given more.
"God, please..." His voice was practically a cry, the tone shaky and shivering as he mewled afterwards. His fingers curled tightly around the edge of the tub, and he bit at his lips, licking them slowly as he glanced over his own shoulder. "I can try. But please, just... do something. Anything..."
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The purred words were full of teasing and amusement as he shifted his hand so the pad of the thumb still pressed firmly to the perineum while the longer fingers slipped up to lightly tease at the rim of his opening. The tips easily dipped in to the first knuckle from his tongue's work and the saliva and that knowledge sent a shiver up the spine sharply. "God, I want you." He murmured against the heated flesh as he bit into one of the cheeks sharp enough to leave a mark, while at the same time, one finger slipped all the way in.
Instantly finding the prostate, he smiled and pressed his thumb harder against the perineum just as his index finger rolled firmly over the small nub, knowing full well he was playing a little too seriously with Jim if he wanted him not to come. But he also figured he'd be fine if Jim did come. It might be worth seeing him driven crazy just by his mouth and fingers. And it wasn't like he couldn't take his time to build him up again. "The things I want to do to you..." His voice rumbled low and sharp as he pressed close once more, licking at the rim and prodding softly as it clenched about his finger. Finally, he pushed the tip of his tongue in along side his finger, forcing the tight ring to give and open up for him even more now.
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He honestly didn't know if he could take that kind of torture for that long, no matter how sweet it would be.
He mewled when finally he felt Bones prod at his opening with his fingers, shutting his eyes tightly as he swayed back against Bones. "Yes..." he pleaded, though he honestly couldn't say what he was saying yes to. Bones wanting him, taking him, doing whatever he wanted to with him... God, he knew he'd love every single moment.
His soft sounds and slow motions shifted drastically when Bones pushed a finger in deeper, then without a moment's wait pressed right against his prostate, stimulating the same sensitive spot between his thumb and his finger buried in deep. His body shook and jolted from the sheer intensity of the pleasure, the cry that left his mouth loud and broken.
"Fuck," he moaned, not begging for more only because coherence seemed to be a fleeting thing at the moment. He asked with his actions instead, arching his back and jutting his ass out, spreading his legs wider and swaying back almost desperately to meet Bones's touches, feeling himself rapidly losing his mind when Bones's tongue pushed into him, working him wider open while teasing the already overly sensitive spots, both outside and inside him.
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Were his mouth not so busy, he'd have smiled to himself in pleased fashion. Instead, he rewarded his lover by doubling his efforts, that finger starting to move in and out of Jim's heated channel slowly, his thumb making sure to press and roll over the perineum each time his finger rolled over his prostate. All the while, he licked and pressed his tongue in deeply on each inward press. Now the pressure and tightness was more due to Jim's nearness to climax than actually being too tight.
Drawing his tongue out, he licked and nipped at one of the globed cheeks as his middle finger slipped in along side the other. It went in rather smoothly, but not smoothly enough without more lube. Reaching for the bottle, he managed to work it open with the one hand and his teeth before pouring it on his fingers as they slipped out of him, only to push back in, this time smoother and faster with the added lubricant.
He knew he had other plans. Things he wanted to do to Jim and make him so crazy with need that he begged for release. But right now, as he watched him, he couldn't help but offer as he kissed up his back slowly. "Meant to drag this out. Not let you come till I got you in bed... but if you ask me... I can take you right here. Tell me what you want, darlin'. I'll do it. Anything you want."
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He was panting loudly by the time Bones pulled back, eyes closed and temple resting against the lip of the tub. "Bones..." he breathed, the name both an answer and a warning, a question and a plea. "Please... I don't care if you use your mouth or— or fingers, or if you fuck me right here. Just... please. Please, let me come."
However Bones wanted him, he'd be happy with it. And he knew the night wouldn't be over because of it, so no loss there.
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This time he poured the lube thick over his fingers, pressing them back in to make sure the tight channel was slick enough that he could get away without slicking himself up. Putting the lube aside, Leonard wrapped his arms about Jim and pulled him back toward him, easing his body into his lap as he laid back in the tub. Smoothing his hands down to Jim's hips, he moved him until he could feel the head of his erection pressing between the rounded muscles to nestle in between.
The head caught at the opening, purposely dragging across it until it forced even himself to gasp from the rush of want. "God, Jim... I want you. So damn much." Rolling his hips up against him again, he released one of Jim's hips to curl around himself and finally lined them up. Letting the tip stretch him open, Leonard tipped his head and bit into the side of Jim's neck as he thrust up into him completely burying his length inside. A groan was ripped out of his chest and his eyes closed with that intense rush of want that crashed into him all at once. God... he felt so good.
He sure as hell didn't feel so bad about not waiting now. Not when it felt so amazing.
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So when he felt Bones pour more lube and slide it past his opening, he could only breathe out a mewl, closing his eyes as his body swayed back to meet those fingers, then letting out a louder sound as Bones pulled him back until he was seated on his lap. His hands moved to both sides of the tub, fingers curling around the lip in an attempt to steady himself.
Not that it worked all that well when Bones started to tease him again, this time around by sliding his cock along the cleft of his ass, the thick head pressing against his opening. His whole body shivered and he whimpered, and as soon as he felt the tip stretching him open, he moved back and sat himself down on Bones's lap completely, taking his length in one single, smooth thrust, eyes closing and head tipping back as he moaned. "Fuck, please..."
Despite the plea, he didn't bother waiting. Without much of a warning, he moved, lifting himself up before sitting back down on Bones's lap, muscles clenching tight around Bones's cock as he felt him bury in deep.
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The zeal Jim poured into not only pushing himself onto him, but also riding him, was damn near breath taking. The doctor didn't even have a chance to stop him or catch his breath. When he gasped, it caught in his throat and he ended up dropping his head back against the edge of the tub with a soft thump.
Moaning roughly, his fingers pressed hard and sharp into the pale skin of Jim's hips likely leaving perfect finger shaped bruises in their wake. It took him a while to even remember what was going on with Jim pulling his thoughts out with each movement against him. But he managed to gain a modicum of sense as he finally used that grip to control Jim's motion and thrust up into him. Forcing Jim to slow up a bit, he ground his hips up into him groaning softly.
"What's the rush, darlin'?" Breathing the question into Jim's ear, he picked up the pace again setting up a long and deep rhythm of pulling Jim into him each time he thrust. Finally prying one hand away from his hand, he slipped his hand over Jim's stomach then glided down to curl his fingers about his erection. "Ride me, but I wanna feel ya hard and deep..." Purring the word into Jim's ear, he rolled his hips at just the right angle he knew he'd hit his prostate on the inside.
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Well, at least he wasn't forcing him to stop completely. Body shivering as Bones got him to slow down, his back arched and his hands clung tighter to the lip of the tub, a trembling whimper leaving him when he rolled his hips up and pushed his cock into Jim, brushing against his prostrate. Head falling back slightly, he moaned breathlessly, his own hips moving again, though slower this time as Bones asked him. Granted, the speed only made him feel how hard and thick Bones was inside him, and he could practically feel every inch of him as he filled him up completely, but somehow he managed to resist the urge to ride Bones's cock hard and fast.
Tipping his head to the side just so, one hand moved from the edge of the tub and settled on Bones's forearm, though rather than stopping him, he urged him to keep touching him, desperate to feel those fingers tighter around his erection, that hand stroking him harder and faster as he started on a slow but steady pace, hips going up and down on Bones's lap.
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Which was why he didn't immediately follow Jim's urging to grip him tighter. Instead, the doctor's fingers slipped over the vein on the underside of Jim's cock while the pad of his thumb rolled about the crown and pressed against the gathering liquid at the tip. Fingertips drifted lower, rolling over his scrotum before pulling back up to finally curl his fingers around Jim.
Slowly he started to match Jim's pace, his fingers tightening just a little more with each of his movements. Drawing his other hand from Jim's hip, he smoothed it over his inner thigh before pushing further between his legs to press firmly against Jim's perineum the moment he thrust up into him, aiming for his prostate at the same time.
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There was an odd balance between rush and impatience, and the desire to take their time— a balance Bones managed much better than Jim himself did. The light touch of his fingers was near torture to him, drawing out a long, pleading whine from him as fingertips traced all the way up to the sensitive tip of his cock, gathering some of the precome building there.
But nothing drove him as crazy as when the other hand dropped low between his thighs, tracing along sensitive skin until the pads of those skilled fingers were pressing against his perineum. A light shiver turned into a sudden jerk as a jolt of pleasure seized his body, and Jim let out a loud, trembled moan as he clenched tight around the cock buried deep inside him, his whole body shaking to the core. "Bones! Hah, fuck," he mewled softly, his body falling forward slightly, only stopped as he balanced his weight and tried to find some purchase on the lip of the tub in front of him, rather than the sides. His ass jutted out and he rolled backward, knees spread as wide as he could manage so Bones would keep working him just like that. "Harder. Please..."
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"Anything you want, darlin'." His words came out breathless, uneven, as he pressed his lips against the shell of Jim's ear. A touch that lasted only long enough to nip it before kissing into his hair. With that, he moved with more intent, the rocking of his hips met Jim's sharper, pushing in deep. Timing each movement, he met it perfectly with the press of his fingers against that sensitive spot or a twist of his wrist as he stroked his cock.
God help him, he didn't know how much longer he'd last, but it would be all worth it if he could just make Jim fall apart. "C'mon, darlin'... show me how good you feel."
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He knew it wouldn't take much longer at all for him to tip over the edge at this point, especially now that Bones wasn't holding back anymore. His own body moved at a quick desperate pace, moving up and down on Bones's lap, letting out loud breathless moans whenever he sank himself down and could feel that thick length bury deep into him, brushing against his prostate with each hard thrust. It was all too much, too good for him, and that, coupled with the tender press of Bones's fingers to his perineum and the sweet words breathed hotly against the shell of his ear, was all it took to pull him apart completely.
With a sudden jerk and a jolt of energy that had his whole body seizing, he came with a loud cry, cum shooting from the swollen head of his cock and against Bones's hand and across the lip of the tub. He didn't stop all the while, hips moving in fast and jerking motions, and he rode Bones's cock throughout his orgasm, even as each touch and every motion overwhelmed his every sense, making him feel as though he was burning from the inside out.
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And god knew he wanted to see Jim like this more often. Completely unraveled... utterly his.
Groaning sharply when he felt Jim jerk against him, he knew Jim went over that edge. A tremor crawled down his spine as darkened eyes watched the way Jim's cum slipped down his own fingers and just how hard he came as some of it even splashed against the smooth porcelain. Damn it, but Jim was so fucking beautiful. It took him a mere split second, but he soon gathered his sense enough to milk Jim of his orgasm, one hand stroking his cock and purposely elongating the motions to get every drop out of him.
Or, as much as he could before his own pleasure started to disrupt his movements. And right then, Jim was almost too amazingly tight around him. The doctor couldn't stop his hands from moving to curl about Jim's hips as he started to thrust into him deep and hard up until it felt like his vision exploded in white light and the rush of orgasm took over. Spilling inside the tight heat, he only slowed the pace, not the force or depth of each thrust. Not while he planned to fill Jim up and mark him inside and out. Pressing his face into his neck, he bit into the skin of his shoulder softly, a low moan rumbling in his chest.
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