Fic: Sneak Attack, Kirk/McCoy
Title: Sneak Attack
Fandom: AOS
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 364
Summary: Between classes at the Academy, Jim grabs Bones for a quick makeout session.
Warnings: Meh. Nothing ridiculously explicit here. Blue balls or poor Leonard, though.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, and I never will. I'm just havin' some fun real fast.
“Dammit, Jim, I’m going to be late to xenolingmph!” Whatever rant Leonard had bubbling up was cut off by Jim’s mouth on his, all hot breath and soft lips, occasionally nipping and sucking.
Leonard dropped his books in favor of reaching up to rest his hands on Jim’s hips. He gripped them tightly, moaning into his mouth as Jim pushed him backwards, fumbling through the desks at the front of the classroom and heading for the wall. Leonard had a moment to be impressed that they managed to avoid tripping over one before he was pushed roughly up against the wall, Jim’s mouth attacking his.
Jim’s hands tangled in his hair, pushing his head down for a better angle, moaning in an entirely obscene way when he broke away to take a breath. Leonard suddenly found that he didn’t quite care about making it to xenolinguistics; he’d much rather be here, listening to Jim make noises like that all afternoon long.
“Fuck, Bones,” he growled, standing up on tiptoe to better reach Leonard’s mouth, tongue dragging along his lower lip before sliding into his mouth, hot and slick and heavenly, oh God, need more of this, more of Jim fuck the kid’s going to kill me one of these days-
And just as quickly and unexpectedly as he’d jumped Leonard, Jim was gone, a soft peck on his lips the only indication that he was done before he was halfway across the room, leaving a very rumpled, confused, and aroused Leonard slumped against the wall.
“See you after class, Bones!” he called, smirking over his shoulder at the other man. He winked one ridiculously blue eye at him before turning around and heading out the door.
Leonard stared at his retreating form for a few more minutes before straightening up.
Oh, Jim was going to get it when he got back to their dorm room. Kid’s in for a world of trouble when I see him, Leonard thought, hurrying across the room to get his books and sprint off to xenolinguistics.
He ended up walking in late, lips swollen and hair still ruffled. His professor was not amused.
Jim, upon a later retelling, was.
Fandom: AOS
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 364
Summary: Between classes at the Academy, Jim grabs Bones for a quick makeout session.
Warnings: Meh. Nothing ridiculously explicit here. Blue balls or poor Leonard, though.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, and I never will. I'm just havin' some fun real fast.
“Dammit, Jim, I’m going to be late to xenolingmph!” Whatever rant Leonard had bubbling up was cut off by Jim’s mouth on his, all hot breath and soft lips, occasionally nipping and sucking.
Leonard dropped his books in favor of reaching up to rest his hands on Jim’s hips. He gripped them tightly, moaning into his mouth as Jim pushed him backwards, fumbling through the desks at the front of the classroom and heading for the wall. Leonard had a moment to be impressed that they managed to avoid tripping over one before he was pushed roughly up against the wall, Jim’s mouth attacking his.
Jim’s hands tangled in his hair, pushing his head down for a better angle, moaning in an entirely obscene way when he broke away to take a breath. Leonard suddenly found that he didn’t quite care about making it to xenolinguistics; he’d much rather be here, listening to Jim make noises like that all afternoon long.
“Fuck, Bones,” he growled, standing up on tiptoe to better reach Leonard’s mouth, tongue dragging along his lower lip before sliding into his mouth, hot and slick and heavenly, oh God, need more of this, more of Jim fuck the kid’s going to kill me one of these days-
And just as quickly and unexpectedly as he’d jumped Leonard, Jim was gone, a soft peck on his lips the only indication that he was done before he was halfway across the room, leaving a very rumpled, confused, and aroused Leonard slumped against the wall.
“See you after class, Bones!” he called, smirking over his shoulder at the other man. He winked one ridiculously blue eye at him before turning around and heading out the door.
Leonard stared at his retreating form for a few more minutes before straightening up.
Oh, Jim was going to get it when he got back to their dorm room. Kid’s in for a world of trouble when I see him, Leonard thought, hurrying across the room to get his books and sprint off to xenolinguistics.
He ended up walking in late, lips swollen and hair still ruffled. His professor was not amused.
Jim, upon a later retelling, was.