Izzy (
izzyfics.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2012-07-23 09:27 am
Entry tags:
Sore by
hoosierbitch (Explicit like woah)
Fandom: Star Trek (2009)
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Author on LJ:
hoosierbitch
Author Website: Here on LJ or Here on AO3
Word Count: 2820
Why this must be read: Well for me, it hit a slew of my kinks (spanking, orgasm denial, growly!Bones, etc, etc). But also there's that sense of McCoy taking care of Kirk, giving him exactly what he needs at great lengths. Also: burning hot sex, if you're into that...
He sat back, looking at Jim’s limp, wasted body. He dragged his boy into the shower, then back into his cabin. He got Jim’s uniform on, and checked the clock – five minutes. “Over the desk,” he ordered, and Jim looked incredulously from Bones to the clock and then, finally, to the desk. He obeyed. Of course he did. Jim loved to be his good boy. He bent over the desk, and Len tugged his pants down over the perfect curve of his ass.
He slicked his fingers up with a bit of lube and fucked Jim with four fingers, teasing Jim’s rim with his thumb, until one minute for his shift.
His hole was raw when Bones stepped back and let Jim pull his pants up. Red, and raw, and Jim’s eyes tightened with discomfort that had to be verging on pain.
“Go be captain,” Bones said, pushing Jim towards the door. “I’ll fix you up with you’re done.”
Jim hesitated for a brief moment – McCoy usually gave him at least a hypo, to let him get through the day – but not today. He went to start his eight-hour shift with Bones’ cum leaking out of his sore little hole.
Sore on LJ
Sore on AO3
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Here on LJ or Here on AO3
Word Count: 2820
Why this must be read: Well for me, it hit a slew of my kinks (spanking, orgasm denial, growly!Bones, etc, etc). But also there's that sense of McCoy taking care of Kirk, giving him exactly what he needs at great lengths. Also: burning hot sex, if you're into that...
He sat back, looking at Jim’s limp, wasted body. He dragged his boy into the shower, then back into his cabin. He got Jim’s uniform on, and checked the clock – five minutes. “Over the desk,” he ordered, and Jim looked incredulously from Bones to the clock and then, finally, to the desk. He obeyed. Of course he did. Jim loved to be his good boy. He bent over the desk, and Len tugged his pants down over the perfect curve of his ass.
He slicked his fingers up with a bit of lube and fucked Jim with four fingers, teasing Jim’s rim with his thumb, until one minute for his shift.
His hole was raw when Bones stepped back and let Jim pull his pants up. Red, and raw, and Jim’s eyes tightened with discomfort that had to be verging on pain.
“Go be captain,” Bones said, pushing Jim towards the door. “I’ll fix you up with you’re done.”
Jim hesitated for a brief moment – McCoy usually gave him at least a hypo, to let him get through the day – but not today. He went to start his eight-hour shift with Bones’ cum leaking out of his sore little hole.
Sore on LJ
Sore on AO3
