smartass_captain

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For all Jim Kirk prides himself on being the best lay anyone he's with will ever have, very few people have ever tried to be the same to him in turn. Spock's fingers are catching on him just right in a way that's knocking the breath from his lungs. His hands scrabble for purchase and what might have been an attempt at Spock's name shatters apart into a breathless swear in Andorian.

Even when it seems like Jim might be trying to find his words again, they're immediately taken away by the rough kiss and bite at his neck hard enough that he sees stars. And yet--and yet. Spock doesn't degrade him. Doesn't humiliate him. There's none of the unsavory aftertaste to these actions Jim's used to. No, Spock follows it up with a kiss that captures his lips (and whimper) into something soft. Reverent, nearly. Jim's fucked. Ruined forever.

No one's ever, ever made Him tremble before.

"Fuck yes. I am, can be--Hafta be I need you inside me yesterday Spock--" His voice is more breath than volume as they shake through Jim. He cannot offer himself up more obviously than he already is, so Jim sucks at Spock's bottom lip and bites down on it in turn in a hungry nip.

"Give it to me, please..!"