Friday Free-For-All

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Heya, folks, seasons greetings and all that crap. It be Friday, so we get some room to play today! The sky is the limit, as it were, except for a few rules we need to just remind y'all about:


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Numb3rs, Colby/Charlie, The first time Colby called him "Professor"

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Star Trek reboot, Jim/Bones, first time

I Really Do, PG-13

[agoodsign.livejournal.com]

It doesn't happen like he imagined. And he had--imagined it, that is--a lot. They're not drunk, stoned on drugs, or physically incapacitated in any way.

They still have to take final exams; even saving the whole Federation doesn't excuse them from that. The only difference once they get their feet on solid ground after the Narada Incident is that people look at them now with a lot more respect. Generals nod to them while passing through the quad. People take notice.

Jim is pretty much the Savior. He's been so busy since they returned that Bones has hardly seen him at all. No late night bar crawls, or having to be the look-out for another one of his hair brained schemes. Not that McCoy isn't grateful for the reprieve, but even with Jim at his most annoying he still wants the kid around. On his loneliest nights, some deep dark part of him whispers that Jim has finally wised up and found some kids his own age to bug; he has no more use for hanging out around Bone's quarters.

So it's a bit of a shock when, the night before finals, Jim bursts into his room with a bottle in one hand and a tube of lube in the other.

"Listen Bones, I appreciate that you're old fashioned--ancient, even--but I really can't stand all this sexual tension between us."

And since McCoy is still shocked speechless (Lube! The kid has no shame.) he doesn't react until Kirk has taken a seat in his lap and fused their mouths together. It's all of McCoy's wet dreams come to life. Which is why he doesn't even try to contain the groan that falls from his lips, twisting Jim's bottom lip in between his teeth for good measure. Really, he should get a medal for even trying to resist the force that is Jim Kirk.

"You can't be serious. You-- you never said anything!"

He expects a lewd smirk or a dirty joke, but instead Jim is looking at him like he's just discovered that Leonard McCoy, as a sexual being, really does exist. "I didn't really know-- until now. I don't exactly see you resisting, Bones."

McCoy looks away, scowling. "If you're just trying to mess with me..."

"I'm not, honest. I've just realized, since we almost died--"

"It's really unfair that you know all my best lines." A pouting Kirk, now that he definitely believes. "How about, I was really scared out there. I realized that without you up there with me, it won't be worth it."

If there was any advantage to being conscripted as Jim's best friend, it was that McCoy knew when he was telling the truth. Like now. So he settles into mapping out the nooks and crannies behind Kirk's left ear with his tongue. "That'll do."

"Great. Can we get to the awesome sex now?"

McCoy has often thought that Jim holds himself to unattainable expectations of success, and he's usually proved wrong when Kirk not only meets the bar but leaves it behind in the dust. He's fairly confident, too, that this will turn out to be another one of Jim Kirk's brilliant ideas.

Re: I Really Do, PG-13

[tresa-cho.livejournal.com]

<3333333 I looooove it! Oh man. So perfect. So Bones. So Jim. Wonderful! *swoons*

Re: I Really Do, PG-13

[agoodsign.livejournal.com]

:) I'm glad you enjoyed it. I do so love Kirk/Bones.