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Who: Chapel and Bones - closed and complete
What: A little teasing gets out of hand
Where: Med bay
When: Before they fight
Warnings: Chapel steals his virginal innocence! Smut fo sho.
ChapelThis hadn't been as easy as she would have thought. She was rather attracted to Leonard. It was already hard enough to work with him and having to keep a straight face whenever she had to speak to him around his desk (oh, the memories). But now? This was torture. Still, she made the bet, and was determined to win. She always caught his eyes drifting down her frame. With that thought in mind she had moved off to “straighten” some things. Really, it had involved sort of readjusting her dress so that it was much, much shorter. It didn't reveal anything, but was about two inches shorter than regulation. And even though she was cold, she decided to take off the lab coat she always wore. It was easier to flirt and walk by him without it on. And that's what she did as she carried some supplies from one side of the medbay to a drawer on the other, walk right in front of him with her shortened dress.
Bones Bones was busy looking over a PADD when Christine walked by. He was determined to win this bet, mostly to prove he could. He wanted to be sure he could resist, nd wanted to prove that she couldn’t resist HIM. But damn! As soon as she walked past, he noticed the adjustment to her skirt, his eyes following her as she walked. Clearing his throat, speaking to her legs rather than her face, he spoke up with a muttered; “I’m sure that breaks regulation, Nurse Chapel.”
Chapel Christine shot a glance over her shoulder at him, an 'I don't know what you're talking about, sir' expression on her face. "Huh? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you. Let me put these away first, okay?" She said, walking over to the drawer. She bend down slightly, not really enough to give him a peak, though. She arranged the equipment in the drawer, taking her time as she did. She was well aware that she could hold strange poses for a long time thanks to her years of working out. And she knew, with the way she was leaning down, her legs were stretching. She only reached behind to tug her skirt a millimeter lower - it was still cold in the medbay - before she straightened up and walked over to him, smiling brightly. "Now, what was that, sir?"
Bones Oh yes, his eyes followed her all the way, his head tilting slightly when she bent down. Because no normal human being could resist a peak. Never mind him, when it was his girlfriend. Swallowing, he mentally willed his lower half to not react, as he rested his PADD down.
“Your skirt, Nurse Chapel. It’s shorter than is standard regulation. I’d hate to have to drag your ass to my office for a disciplinary over it.” And yes, he drawled the last part of that, wanting to affect her as much as humanly possible.
ChapelShe blinked, trying her hardest to fight the blush that was threatening to creep over her cheeks. "Well, sir, I honestly don't know what you're talking about. Are you sure it's shorter?" She looked down and smoothed her hands over it, playing with the edge slightly. "It looks fine to me." She said, looking back up at him but still toying with the edge.
Bones “Positive," he replied, leaning in closer to her. "Not short enough in my humble opinion, but Starfleet regulations are what they are. Lengthen it, Nurse Chapel." He replied. He made sure to brush against her then as he walked past, deciding he now needed to come up with something *good* to get her.
Chapel She watched him walk by, trying to cover the smirk with a pout. Damn him. Her arms crossing over her chest she thought about what else to do for a moment. Then the pout faded and a smile appeared. She reached up and undid her messy bun she usually wore for work. She brushed her fingers through the waves and tucked the part of her bangs that always got in her eyes behind her ear. He liked her hair, right? She decided to leave her skirt short. What was he going to do? Give in? She went back to reorganizing some of the supplies in one of the cabneits. That meant she had to reach up on her toes. That meant...well...it was obvious.
Bones Bones watched her out of the corner of his eyes and, damn her, the hair move was a good one for sure! She knew he loved her hair, and it just made it even harder to tear his eyes from her. He didn’t know where to look! Until she was on her toes. Which, well, it was obvious where his eyes would go. Cursing under his breath, he decided on a VERY under hand tactic.
“Ouch, Damnit!” He cursed, turning to her with his hand on his arm/chest, fake pain plastered all over it. “Nurse Chapel? I just… caught myself. Damnit, it hurts like a bitch. I need you to take a look at it.”
Chapel : She nearly jumped at his outburst, half way leaning up to put something away. Looking in his direction (and sliding the container onto the shelf at the same time), she furrowed her brows with real concern. Being a nurse, her first thoughts were always on medical necessity not on games. "What'd you do?" As soon as the container was safely on solid ground, she swiftly moved towards him.
Bones He didn’t want to worry her, but he also needed to be sure she got close enough, and far enough along, for him to play his own little game. “I caught my arm whilst trying to realign the sensors in the medical scanner,” he gestured towards it with his free hand. “I felt a pain… take a look for me?” He asked her. He gave her a little choice though, and hopped up on the biobed, pulling his shirt off as he did so, letting it rest beside him. Now for the real games to begin.
Chapel Her eyes went wide as his shirt came off. Was he playing or did he really get hurt? She frowned slightly and moved closer, trying to dispel any naughty thoughts...just in case. Her eyes traveled down his arm, both admiring and checking for any obvious injury. She reached for the tricorder in the drawer next to the bed. "Where does it hurt?" She asked.
Bones He watched her carefully, and ran his fingertips over his shoulder and chest, his eyes staying on her. “Here. And it hurts a lot when I do this,” he moved his arm, shamelessly flexing to show off his muscle and physique. Whilst he wasn’t known as a gym worshipper - and never would - he was in damn fine condition.
ChapelShe glared at him. He was playing. DAMN HIM. "That's a lot of hurt for such a minor accident." Her tone was playful. She set the tricorder back down. She wasn't going to need it. "I think I'm going to have to do this the old fashioned way." Yes, the 'old fashioned' was a jab at how he always liked to use the word. She reached up with her hands and took his "hurt" one in her grasp. She kept her touch light, but firm as she felt around for any injuries up his arm. "Let me know if anything hurts, alright?" She smiled, turning her attention back to his well toned arm. Damn him to hell.
Bones His lips quirked when she glared, because he knew he had been busted, well and truly. But she was still there, and she was touching him. So he faked a wince or two, though he was smirking as he did so. “You know, I’m pretty sure the pain is travelling,” he commented, gesturing all over his chest. “Starting to ache all over, Nurse Chapel.”
Chapel She rolled her eyes as she let his arm go none too gently. "I see. Well. This might require a full examination." She pursed her lips in a semi-serious expression. Slowly she moved to the curtains and slid them shut. Turning back to him she crossed her arms and kept the stoic expression plastered on. "If you please, you are going to have to remove everything so I can get a better look, sir. Just let me know when you're done." She said before turning around to stare at the curtain. She was going to need to keep herself in check, now.
Bones He watched her slide the curtains shut, his eyes drifting down to her legs when she had her back to him slightly. What a view. He smirked though, as he moved, faking trying to push himself up, before he let out a breath and shook his head. “I can’t use my arm, Nurse. You’ll have to help me.”
Chapel She snorted, rolling her eyes. Of course. Spinning on her heel to face him, she kept the professional mask in place. "Alright, then." She said, swallowing. This was going to be harder than she thought. "Is there anything you can do?" Her tone was mocking, but light. She walked closer to him, her hands on her hips now. She was going to have to go for the boots first, or maybe just the pants? Decisions, decisions.
Bones He pretended to consider it for a moment, and nodded as he kicked off his boots, them both hitting them floor with a dull thud. “About all I can do, Nurse. I’m awfully sorry, Ma’am, I don’t mean to be any trouble,” And yes, the drawl was back. Because he knew she liked it, and he was going to use everything he had to get her.
Chapel "No trouble at all, sir." She hoped he hadn't heard the slight crack in her voice. He probably did. Damn. "I'll just need you to lean back. Can you do that?" As she spoke she pushed the boots out of the way so she could get closer. Her hands trailed up his thighs lightly as she pretended to evaluate him.
Bones Oh yes, he heard the slight crack in her voice. It certainly made him feel good but, the moment her hands were on him, he began reciting medical journals to himself silently, trying to keep his mind off of the fact her hands were on him. He needed to behave, to win this. It’d be no use focusing on how good those hands felt, and how they’d feel even better wrapped around him, stroking him towards his release. Shuddering, he exhaled and nodded, leaning back for her. “Anything you want, Nurse.”
Chapel The fingers came up and unfastoned his pants. She wasn't one to shake, being in this field and all, but she was one to blush. And even though she was keeping her "work face" on, she couldn't hide the blush. She tugged on his pants, making sure to drag her nails and fingers over his skin, to try to bring them down, but they got caught from the way he was leaning. She sighed slightly, thinking of all the most disgusting diseases she could muster to keep her thoughts in order. "I'll just need you to lift your pelvic area up slightly for a second. Can you do that?"
Bones He watched her hands intently and carefully, still reciting in his head to fight back the urge to just drag her down ontop of him to satisfy his cravings. With as serious a face as he could muster, he nodded, lifting his hips for her. Of course, he made sure to do so in a fashion that meant he leant heavily on his arms, making his muscles strain.
Chapel She swallowed again and slid his pants off, smirking. "Seems like your arms don't hurt anymore." Of course she'd seen his arms, the way the muscles moved. Who wouldn't? That was a hot image, and the way he lifted his hips...oh man, was she ever hot and bothered. Still, she turned away and folded his pants to lay them on the table. She did the same with his shirt. Turning back to him now that her thoughts were again in some kind of order, she glanced over him. And there went her thoughts, again. SHe took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she did. Slowly opening them, she spoke again. "Now, where is the pain traveling to?"
Bones He watched her when she turned away, again stealing a chance to allow his eyes to drift over her form. She had the most amazing figure, and it was only heightened by the dress and boots she wore. “The pain has fully travelled from my arms, to my abdomen and legs, Nurse Chapel. Very strange.” And yes, his lips were quirked in amusement
ChapelHmm. Strange." She said playfully. She rubbed her hands together to warm them before she positioned herself to his side and reached out to massage around his stomach and abdominal area. "Does this hurt?" She asked as her fingers traveled around. There was no intention of being serious with this, she was simply rubbing, poking, and touching for the sake of doing it.
Bones Bones was most definitely enjoying her touches, and found he had to recite even more, still silently to keep his mind off of the things he wanted to do to her. He wanted to win, above all else. And he would do, somehow. “Mmmm, not very much…” he commented, though he fake winced when she got to his inner thigh, shifting his leg slightly. “Oh yeah, it… hurts, there.”
Chapel She stopped her minstrations when he spoke up. She applied some pressure to the spot and rubbed it in circles. Her mouth formed into a small smirk at how close it was to...something else. Men. All the same. This was going to be rather easy, now. With the boost of confidence, she smiled up at him. "Here?" her tone was innocent, but her eyes sparkles with mischeviousness.
Bones He saw that small smirk and he just knew she felt she was about to win. So, he nodded his head with mock innocence, before he rubbed his temples. “Actually, nurse, it’s up here now…” Get her away from his crotch. Hopefully leave her wanting to touch more of him again now he was distracting her from it. Worth a shot, right?
ChapelShe rolled her eyes at him. "Such a strange thing, isn't it? What did you say you did?" She batted his hands away from his temples. "If it hurts, then don't make it worse. Do you need any medication?" She smiled, walking to the cabinet and fiddling with the hypos in the drawer.
Bones Oh no, she wouldn’t, would she? He raised an eyebrow when she moved to the cabinet, sitting up a little. “I don’t like taking medication, Ma’am. Body’s a temple, and all that,” he drawled. “I caught my arm, pain just shot through me.”
Chapel "Really?" She said, turning to face him. She tapped the bottom end of one hypo against her chin in thought as she eyed him. "How are you feeling now?" Her voice was innocent, but not her body. She leaned against the cabinet and jutted her hips out slightly. The movement made her skirt hitch up more, especially when she crossed her legs.
Bones He tilted his head to the side to look at her, getting a very nice view when her skirt moved up. But, trying to be as calm as possible, he lay back down, folding both his arms and resting his head on his hands. "A little tender, Ma'am. But your skilled hands have done wonders for me. Tell me... what else are you skilled at, with your hands?"
ChapelShe blinked and sat the hypo on the table next to him as she walked towards him. "Not much other than surgery or stitches. I'm better with my legs. Unless you think you need stitches somewhere?" She teased.
Bones "Oh no, no stitches will be necessary," he replied. He stretched a little on the table, and shot her a lopsided smile, his eyes twinkling at her. "You know what I'm good with? My lips, and my hands."
Chapel When he spoke her eyes fell to his lips. Yes. She knew he was good with them. Well, he was a good kisser, anyway. And could use them to make funny faces. And his hands? Oh yes. She knew about that as well. The blush creeped across her cheeks again. "You're lips, you say? Huh. Never would have thought." She teased again. But, oh yes. She had thought about them. And was, again.
Bones When she began to blush, he knew he had her. He was so close. So, licking his lips, letting his tongue drag over his bottom one far longer than he needed, he nodded. “Oh yes. My hands, I’m very skilled with. Real surgeon’s hands. Steady, firm, gentle… strong. “ Parting his lips, he stared at her for a long moment, before continuing. “My lips, I just… can’t help it. But I know what I’m doing with them. But you see, I have this girlfriend, and there is one thing I’m yet to do for her with my lips, and I’m very good at that. Wonder if you can work that out?” He asked innocently. She had used her mouth on him, but he had yet to return the favour, though he wanted to. Surely mentioning that would make her a little hot and bothered!
Chapel While he talked she had watched his lips. And his tongue. She *was* hot and bothered now. She shifted in her stance, not sure of what to do. "Fuck, Leonard." She groaned, turning away and leaning on the cabinet with her arms to prop her up. She was going to win this. Right? She had to. If just for the sake of winning. But, damn, his lips. And him talking. Oh, if he kept going, she was really going to lose.
Bones Oh yes! His lips quirked up, and he watched her intently, letting his tone lower so he drawled when he spoke. He was going to win, for sure. “Forgive me, Nurse Chapel, but I feel the need to mention it as it’s a matter of biology, therefore something’ to share w’my Nurse. But… not many men know how to bring a woman t’orgasm with just their mouths. But I ain’t just any man. Y’think my girlfriend would like me tryin’ it out on her? I‘m like a medical marvel, y‘know. Don’t need many tools. Just like when I‘m workin‘ on a patient. I‘m the best damn Doctor in Starfleet fer a reason.”
Chapel He kept talking. She screwed her eyes shut, trying to block him out. But, his accent! And he kept going! Argh! Without her even registering the thought she had moved away from the cabinet and back over to him. Her mouth crushed against his in a heated kiss, even if it was at an awkward angle.
Bones Yes! He won! Though, he had little time to gloat because da-yum, was that a hot kiss! He grunted quietly into it, sitting himself up and pushing his chest against her, parting his legs to drag her in between them, as he returned her kiss. 1-0 McCoy. He told her he didn’t beg, and he’d proven himself right - this time.
ChapelShe pulled away from him to get some air. Her lips felt swollen. "Damn you. You and your accent and...god. That talk about your lips. Not fair." She eyed his lips before she kissed him again, bringing her hands to rest on his thighs. Her fingers dug into the thin material covering his legs.
Bones He was about to reply, but again was cut off by her kiss. He groaned into her mouth under the feel of her fingers digging into him. Grunting quietly, he eased out of the kiss, his lips brushing over hers lightly. “It’s all true, by the way,” he whispered.
Chapel She might have lost the bet - though was it really losing? - but she was determined to make him work for his reward. "Really?" She stole another glance down then back up at his eyes. "Care to prove that?" She said, trying to be sexy but not really making it happen with the state of arousal she was in.
Bones Oh, to him it was sexy. His lips quirked and he nodded, poking his head out from behind the curtain to see that the medical bay was still empty. “Computer, lock doors to medical bay.” Waggling his eyebrows at her, he put his hands on her shoulders to ease her back, so he could slide down off of the bed. He wrapped one of his arms around her waist, leaning down to kiss her as he turned them both, and lifted her up onto the bed. “Thank God we’ve got a healthy ship,” he whispered against her lips.
Chapel She giggled at his command, until she realized what that meant. All she could do was nod dumbly. "Uhhuh." She replied. God. She was going to melt with just thinking about what he was going to do. "You have no idea what you do to me, Leonard." She paused, then rolled her eyes. "Yeah, you do. Damn." The words were in a whisper, but she knew he heard. She'd get him back. One day.
Bones “Yes, I do. And I love it,” He replied quietly. He, once she was sat on the bed, trailed his fingertips up over her thighs, till he reached the hem of her skirt. It hardly needed pushing up, but he pushed it the rest of the way, pressing soft and slow kisses to her lips as he did so. She was such a bad influence on him! A few months ago, he’d not have done anything like this. But Chris made him feel young, attractive, and like he could DO these things.
Chapel His touch was electrifying. Every time she was with him it was like the sparks grew. Like the attraction deepened. She mewed in the back of her throat as they kissed, thankful they were alone. As her skirt went up she opened her legs more. No point in playing innocent with him now.
Bones The skirt up her legs, he rested a hand on the back of her head, holding her close so he could continue kissing her. This was one thing he had always enjoyed; kissing. But Jocelyn pretty much refused to do that in the dying days of their marriage. Not that he wanted to very much when he found out she was sleeping around on him, of course.
His other hand, he stroked her through her underwear, satisfied she was aroused enough for him to do this for her. He kicked his foot out to lower the bio bed enough so he would be able to kneel and do this for her without being too uncomfortable, then eased from the kiss, a devilish look on his face.
“I want your legs on my shoulders,” He whispered, leaning in to kiss the hollow of her throat, just before moving down onto his knees in front of her.
Chapel Her body responded to him like it was dying. It never moved or arched with such vividity with anyone else she'd messed around with. Why him? She pushed the thought away when he spoke. She nodded and watched him lower himself. "D-do you want my boots on or off?" She asked, feeling slightly nervous and kinda dumb. Why would he want her heels digging into his back or something? She reached down to try to pull them off without knocking him in the head.
Bones He reached to stop her from removing them, his lips quirking further. “Keep them on,” he whispered. He had his kinky side, and now was the perfect opportunity to let it out to play. He reached up though to hook his fingers in the waistband of her panties, moving to drag them down her long, long legs, dropping them there on the floor beside him. “Mmm…” he mumbled, a low growly tone to his voice as he gazed up at her. Running his fingertips up her inner thighs, he straightened up, till he was fully between her legs. “Shoulders. Now.” He commanded quietly.
Chapel : "Okay." She said, amazed she hadn't lost her voice yet. It did get caught in her throat, though. She couldn't make any other logical remark. She'd only ever had this done once to her, well, technically it was with a girl and the girl only really kissed her down there and, okay. She'd never had it done. So she was extra nervous, but really aroused. He made her comfortable. She liked it. Obeying him, she brought her legs up to rest against his shoulders, letting out a small breath of excitement.
Bones “Beautiful, Chris,” he whispered. Licking his lips slowly, he wasted little time now he was in position, and moved to prove his bragging had not been just bragging. He kissed her, first, nuzzling her and getting accustomed to her. It was then that he darted his tongue out, teasing her first of all, his hands gripping onto her thighs to keep her close to him.
Chapel Her breath caught in her throat. Her face felt like it was on fire. She leaned back to rest on her arms. It also let her get a better look. But she didn't know how she'd really be able to watch. And then his tongue, god. She fought not to jerk around, but still moaned quietly.
Bones He’d ease her into this, because he knew that was a far better way of bringing a woman to the edge. So he simply kept teasing at first, her out lips and then one long swipe between up towards her clit. He groaned, obviously enjoying himself, his lips closing around the sensitive nub, suckling softly, his tongue flicking over her. There were a few things Leonard McCoy was good at that nobody would have expected; this being one of them.
Chapel "Oh god..." She mumbled. Her breathing was becoming harder now as she felt what he was doing. Her hands gripped the sheet over the bed. She didn't know what to do, so she just, did as little as possible so she wouldn't mess this up. Her legs, however, decided they were going to tense. She wiggled her feet so she wouldn't be tempted to cross them.
Bones He kept up what he was doing for a short while, trailing his fingertips over her thighs as he worked on her with his mouth. He had his eyes closed, and every little moan he let out made it plainly obvious that he was enjoying himself right now. He released her from his mouth for a moment, opening his eyes once more and smirking up at her devilishly. He parted her with his tongue then, teasing her opening with the tip. “Relax,” he mumbled against her, just enough for her to hear.
Chapel She rolled her eyes. "That's kinda hard to do when I feel like I'm going to melt, explode, or something of a combination." But, she'd try anyway. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It was still shaky. Because he was still teasing. God, this was the best thing ever. She'd made up her mind.
Bones Oh yes, that felt good. So he grinned against her, nuzzling her once more, before he decided to push a little further. He eased his tongue inside her, and began moving it in and out of her carefully, angling his head to try to hit spots he knew she liked.
Chapel She hiccuped. It was more of a 'trying to speak that turned into a groan' thing as his tongue went in deeper. And how did he know all of those spots? Her hips ached to move. She squirmed under his hands.
Bones He gave her thighs a little squeeze and patted her, trying to let her know she could move if she wanted. He thrust in and out of her for a short while, before returning to suckling on her clit, being a little less gentle this time as he knew she could both handle it, and would enjoy it.
Chapel Chris arched her back and moaned, her hips rocking slightly at the new sensations. She let her heels rest hard against his back. Her arms were a bit sore, but she was afraid if she moved them she'd fall. She could barely think, except about what he was doing and how it made her feel.
Bones Those heels in his back felt amazing, and it was just what he loved. Groaning louder, he worried his teeth over her, and resume pushing his tongue inside of her. Despite the slight ache building in his jaw, he built up his speed, reaching up to wrap his arm around her lower back to pull her - if even possible - closer.
Chapel "Oh god, Leonard..." She started, but couldn't finish. Her hips were squirming, her feet really digging into his back. She gripped the sheets tighter and groaned loudly, thankful that he'd locked the doors and that the area was empty. She squeezed her eyes shut, not being able to hold out any longer, and came, panting and moaning loudly.
Bones He kept going as she came, drinking up everything she had to offer him. He loosened his hold around her, and turned his head, pressing a soft kiss to her inner thigh. He was a little achy, but good. He loved doing that, and he especially loved doing that for her. Mming, he stood up, leaning it to nuzzle her neck. “That was good…” If he may say so himself!
Chapel She tried to laugh, but it came out a little breathless. "Yeah. It was." She agreed. Her body felt like jelly or something and she just wrapped her self around him and laid her head on his shoulder. "Unbelievable." She commented again, kissing the side of his neck, one hand trailing down to brush against the front of his pants.
Bones He wrapped an arm around her and yes, he was straining against the front of his boxers. But it was hardly surprising that he was, considering what he had just done for her. So yes, he groaned quietly, his hips rocking of their own accord to try to get her to touch him.
Chapel Her fingers brushed over him again before she dipped her hand inside the front and grabbed him, massaging him. She moved so she could look at what her hand was doing. It was interesting and something she didn't really see too often, though she'd done it before. Normally she was too involved with other things. But this time she watched what her hand did as it trailed up and down his shaft, her thumb ghosting over the tip when it was close enough.
Bones Like all men, he was putty in her hands right now. Groaning quietly, he kept his head bowed slightly, a hand on her thigh. He lightly dug his fingertips in her skin, his hips bucking when she teased the tip.
“No teasing,” he whispered. “Please.”
Chapel "I wanna see you do it." She said quietly, not able to stop the innocence or curiosity in her voice. Her hand left him and rested on his hand on her thigh. She squeezed it. "Please?"
Bones Not that he wasn’t accustomed to doing this, and that he hadn’t done it in front of others before, it still brought a flush to his neck and ears when she asked for it. It was.. Christine. It was different. “You want me to get myself off?” He asked her with a low and surprised tone. Clearing his throat, he considered it for a moment, before nodding slowly and running his hand over himself, gripping lightly. Was just like wanting to see a woman do it to themselves, right? Which he had to admit, he quite enjoyed.
Chapel "Yeah. I've never seen a guy do it before. And you're...well...hot and all. So, I dunno." She shrugged, feeling slightly weird now. Oh well, too late. Her eyes took in what he was doing to himself. She'd watch, probably enjoy, and then learn what he liked. Win, win. Yes. Very much so.
Bones Yes, it felt good to be called hot. So he exhaled and took a tiny step back, keeping his hand on her thigh, as he slowly stroked up and down his length. He didn’t spend too long being slow though, running his hand up and down his length, making sure to bump the base with his thumb and forefinger. His face was reddening, and he wasn’t entirely sure where to put his eyes. Look at her? At himself?
Chapel She watched him for a few seconds. The way he gripped himself and all. Interesting. And how he was speeding up? Was making her hot again. "What are you thinking about?" She asked, meaning for it to tease but finding that her voice was more serious. She looked up at him, seeking an honest answer. She bit her lip as she looked at his face. He was really beautiful like this. It was such a different thing to see and it made her smile warmly at him.
Bones “You, watching me.” He replied, his tone slightly shaky. He lifted his head to meet her eyes, his having darkened slightly. “How good it felt to use my mouth on you, and how much I need you,” he replied honestly. He kept his eyes on her as he stroked and squeezed the tip with his thumb and forefinger, his bottom lip dropping slightly as he grunted quietly.
Chapel She couldn't tear her eyes away from his. Did she hear him correctly? A million emotions flashed through her head - fear, doubt, comfort, love, arousal - her brows arched up in a question. "You do?" She breathed hesitantly. Her hand, still resting on his, squeezed it again.
Bones “I do,” he replied. There was no doubt in the way he spoke; he thought about her a lot. He rubbed himself faster and a little harder down, making sure to bump his thumb down by the base again, against his balls. His breathing quickened, and he dug his fingers into her thigh once more. “Hate to say but… guys… simple with this,” he grunted out. He wasn’t a flashy man when it came to getting himself off. He knew what he liked, and he knew how to do it.
Chapel She smiled brightly again at his admittance. "I do too." Her voice was quiet. His fingers digging into her thigh made her break eye contact, but she didn't look at that (it wasn't hurting). Instead she looked down at what his other hand was doing. "Girls aren't really, either." She mumbled as she wrapped her other hand around his as it moved up and down.
Bones “Mmm,” he agreed quietly. When her hand joined his, he shifted that tiny bit closer, so she could touch him better. He guided her hand to the tip, and back down, building up speed because he knew he was oh so close.
Chapel She moved so she could kiss along his jaw and nipped at his ear. "Come for me, baby." She whispered, as she leaned her head back on his shoulder to continue to watch. Being close to him like this, she liked it. Especially knowing that he was thinking about her. That made her feel kind of egotystical or something. He was getting off because of her. The thought made her smile even more.
Bones When she spoke to him, it was all he needed. Those tones, her closeness. He stroked himself that bit more, before he came with a groan, his strokes slowing as his hips jerked a few slight times.
Chapel She giggled slightly. It didn't get everywhere, just mostly on her hand and some other areas. "Eh...ew..." She unwrapped her hand from him and brought it to her mouth. Her eyes lit up as she gave a devlish grin before licking it off her hand.
Bones “Ew?” He questioned breathlessly. She knew what was - quite literally - coming! But any offence he might have felt, went away quickly when he saw her licking it off of his hand. He swallowed as he reached out to the side for something to clean the rest up. “Now that’s hot,” he mumbled.
Chapel : "Not as hot as what you did for me earlier, or watching you get yourself off." She paused to think and licked the last bit off her hand. "But, yeah, it's pretty far up there." She giggled loudly.
Reaching over, she opened the top drawer and motioned to the folded hand towels there for him to clean himself up with. She straightened back up, her face more serious now. "Did you really mean it?" Her tone matched her face. Serious, questioning.
Bones At least she’d thought what they’d done was hot. He had done too, and was pleased that it wasn’t just his opinion. He greatfully took the towels, giving her a quiet ‘thanks’ as he cleaned himself up. He nodded though at her question, not looking at her as he answered with a simple ‘of course’. He was too busy looking at himself then to clean up. But of course, once he was done, he looked up. And was surprised at the serious look on her face.
Chapel She felt a frown pull at the side of her smile. "Flippant, aren't we?" She said, raising an eyebrow. Popular to contrary belief she could be serious. Ask anyone who'd seen her work during a crisis. It was just funner to be happy all the time. Being too serious gave you wrinkles. At least, that's the joke she told herself. "I'm being serious." She said, as if he couldn't tell by her expression. "I've never felt this way like I do for you. I kinda wanna know if you do to. For real." Okay, so she could be serious, but she needed to work on her word choice. She wasn't Uhura.
Bones “I didn’t realise you were being so serious,” he explained. He reached down to pull up his boxers when he was done cleaning up, not wanting to go through anything serious, standing there naked. He moved closer to her then, reaching for her skirt to pull it down slightly, smoothing his hands over her legs. “I care a lot about you, Chris.” he replied.
Chapel She rolled her eyes, but smiled again, slightly, and looked down. "Okay." Part of her didn't believe him. The last time someone said something like that, and wasn't a relative, he'd lied. It was just a way to get her to do whatever he wanted. But, this was Leonard. He never asked her to do something she didn't want to do. He never really asked her to do anything. Did that mean that he didn't really care, as well? Her legs swung slightly back and forth on the bed as she thought. This was another reason why she hated to be serious. If she wasn't busy, her mind raced. To all the bad things.
Bones “You don’t believe me,” it was more a statement, than a question. He knew that most women tended to avoid looking at men when they didn’t believe what they were hearing. So he exhaled quietly, reaching for her chin to guide her to look at him. “I care about you, Chris.” He repeated firmly, yet gently, trying to get his point across. Part of him already knew that he loved her, but it was a terribly frightening word to say.
Chapel She nodded. Her eyes trailed down his face then back to his eyes. "I do too." She realized she hadn't said what she meant. "Care about you, I mean." Her eyes shifted to a point behind him. No way was she going to blab about how she didn't really know what this was. Or how she didn't understand what she felt. That just made her feel terribly inadequite compared to him. She let her eyes drift back to him, an unsure expression on her face, but she still smiled. "I really do." Even if she didn't understand it, she did know how she felt.
Bones He nodded in understanding and furrowed his brow slightly, before he leant in and kissed her gently. “I know.” He whispered against her lips. “I know this is strange. I’m not very good with relationships, and you’re not very experienced. But we’ll muddle through.”
Chapel Her arms wrapped around his neck as he spoke and kissed her. If this was all she could have for the rest of her life - kissing him - she'd not miss anything. She pushed into the kiss with more force than she was used to. Actions spoke louder than words.
Bones He was used to her kissing him a little forcefully, but this? This felt different. He understood why, too. He knew it was her way of letting him know how she felt, and so he returned it, dragging her closer to him as he returned it,
Chapel She pulled away, panting slightly. Her arms never left his neck. She just smiled for a moment before speaking again. "Maybe you should get dressed and unlock the doors. I mean, we are still on shift right now and all." She giggled quietly.
Bones He laughed quietly and nodded in agreement. “Perhaps.” He kissed her once more, and then backed out of her hold, moving to dress himself once more.
What: A little teasing gets out of hand
Where: Med bay
When: Before they fight
Warnings: Chapel steals his virginal innocence! Smut fo sho.
ChapelThis hadn't been as easy as she would have thought. She was rather attracted to Leonard. It was already hard enough to work with him and having to keep a straight face whenever she had to speak to him around his desk (oh, the memories). But now? This was torture. Still, she made the bet, and was determined to win. She always caught his eyes drifting down her frame. With that thought in mind she had moved off to “straighten” some things. Really, it had involved sort of readjusting her dress so that it was much, much shorter. It didn't reveal anything, but was about two inches shorter than regulation. And even though she was cold, she decided to take off the lab coat she always wore. It was easier to flirt and walk by him without it on. And that's what she did as she carried some supplies from one side of the medbay to a drawer on the other, walk right in front of him with her shortened dress.
Bones Bones was busy looking over a PADD when Christine walked by. He was determined to win this bet, mostly to prove he could. He wanted to be sure he could resist, nd wanted to prove that she couldn’t resist HIM. But damn! As soon as she walked past, he noticed the adjustment to her skirt, his eyes following her as she walked. Clearing his throat, speaking to her legs rather than her face, he spoke up with a muttered; “I’m sure that breaks regulation, Nurse Chapel.”
Chapel Christine shot a glance over her shoulder at him, an 'I don't know what you're talking about, sir' expression on her face. "Huh? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you. Let me put these away first, okay?" She said, walking over to the drawer. She bend down slightly, not really enough to give him a peak, though. She arranged the equipment in the drawer, taking her time as she did. She was well aware that she could hold strange poses for a long time thanks to her years of working out. And she knew, with the way she was leaning down, her legs were stretching. She only reached behind to tug her skirt a millimeter lower - it was still cold in the medbay - before she straightened up and walked over to him, smiling brightly. "Now, what was that, sir?"
Bones Oh yes, his eyes followed her all the way, his head tilting slightly when she bent down. Because no normal human being could resist a peak. Never mind him, when it was his girlfriend. Swallowing, he mentally willed his lower half to not react, as he rested his PADD down.
“Your skirt, Nurse Chapel. It’s shorter than is standard regulation. I’d hate to have to drag your ass to my office for a disciplinary over it.” And yes, he drawled the last part of that, wanting to affect her as much as humanly possible.
ChapelShe blinked, trying her hardest to fight the blush that was threatening to creep over her cheeks. "Well, sir, I honestly don't know what you're talking about. Are you sure it's shorter?" She looked down and smoothed her hands over it, playing with the edge slightly. "It looks fine to me." She said, looking back up at him but still toying with the edge.
Bones “Positive," he replied, leaning in closer to her. "Not short enough in my humble opinion, but Starfleet regulations are what they are. Lengthen it, Nurse Chapel." He replied. He made sure to brush against her then as he walked past, deciding he now needed to come up with something *good* to get her.
Chapel She watched him walk by, trying to cover the smirk with a pout. Damn him. Her arms crossing over her chest she thought about what else to do for a moment. Then the pout faded and a smile appeared. She reached up and undid her messy bun she usually wore for work. She brushed her fingers through the waves and tucked the part of her bangs that always got in her eyes behind her ear. He liked her hair, right? She decided to leave her skirt short. What was he going to do? Give in? She went back to reorganizing some of the supplies in one of the cabneits. That meant she had to reach up on her toes. That meant...well...it was obvious.
Bones Bones watched her out of the corner of his eyes and, damn her, the hair move was a good one for sure! She knew he loved her hair, and it just made it even harder to tear his eyes from her. He didn’t know where to look! Until she was on her toes. Which, well, it was obvious where his eyes would go. Cursing under his breath, he decided on a VERY under hand tactic.
“Ouch, Damnit!” He cursed, turning to her with his hand on his arm/chest, fake pain plastered all over it. “Nurse Chapel? I just… caught myself. Damnit, it hurts like a bitch. I need you to take a look at it.”
Chapel : She nearly jumped at his outburst, half way leaning up to put something away. Looking in his direction (and sliding the container onto the shelf at the same time), she furrowed her brows with real concern. Being a nurse, her first thoughts were always on medical necessity not on games. "What'd you do?" As soon as the container was safely on solid ground, she swiftly moved towards him.
Bones He didn’t want to worry her, but he also needed to be sure she got close enough, and far enough along, for him to play his own little game. “I caught my arm whilst trying to realign the sensors in the medical scanner,” he gestured towards it with his free hand. “I felt a pain… take a look for me?” He asked her. He gave her a little choice though, and hopped up on the biobed, pulling his shirt off as he did so, letting it rest beside him. Now for the real games to begin.
Chapel Her eyes went wide as his shirt came off. Was he playing or did he really get hurt? She frowned slightly and moved closer, trying to dispel any naughty thoughts...just in case. Her eyes traveled down his arm, both admiring and checking for any obvious injury. She reached for the tricorder in the drawer next to the bed. "Where does it hurt?" She asked.
Bones He watched her carefully, and ran his fingertips over his shoulder and chest, his eyes staying on her. “Here. And it hurts a lot when I do this,” he moved his arm, shamelessly flexing to show off his muscle and physique. Whilst he wasn’t known as a gym worshipper - and never would - he was in damn fine condition.
ChapelShe glared at him. He was playing. DAMN HIM. "That's a lot of hurt for such a minor accident." Her tone was playful. She set the tricorder back down. She wasn't going to need it. "I think I'm going to have to do this the old fashioned way." Yes, the 'old fashioned' was a jab at how he always liked to use the word. She reached up with her hands and took his "hurt" one in her grasp. She kept her touch light, but firm as she felt around for any injuries up his arm. "Let me know if anything hurts, alright?" She smiled, turning her attention back to his well toned arm. Damn him to hell.
Bones His lips quirked when she glared, because he knew he had been busted, well and truly. But she was still there, and she was touching him. So he faked a wince or two, though he was smirking as he did so. “You know, I’m pretty sure the pain is travelling,” he commented, gesturing all over his chest. “Starting to ache all over, Nurse Chapel.”
Chapel She rolled her eyes as she let his arm go none too gently. "I see. Well. This might require a full examination." She pursed her lips in a semi-serious expression. Slowly she moved to the curtains and slid them shut. Turning back to him she crossed her arms and kept the stoic expression plastered on. "If you please, you are going to have to remove everything so I can get a better look, sir. Just let me know when you're done." She said before turning around to stare at the curtain. She was going to need to keep herself in check, now.
Bones He watched her slide the curtains shut, his eyes drifting down to her legs when she had her back to him slightly. What a view. He smirked though, as he moved, faking trying to push himself up, before he let out a breath and shook his head. “I can’t use my arm, Nurse. You’ll have to help me.”
Chapel She snorted, rolling her eyes. Of course. Spinning on her heel to face him, she kept the professional mask in place. "Alright, then." She said, swallowing. This was going to be harder than she thought. "Is there anything you can do?" Her tone was mocking, but light. She walked closer to him, her hands on her hips now. She was going to have to go for the boots first, or maybe just the pants? Decisions, decisions.
Bones He pretended to consider it for a moment, and nodded as he kicked off his boots, them both hitting them floor with a dull thud. “About all I can do, Nurse. I’m awfully sorry, Ma’am, I don’t mean to be any trouble,” And yes, the drawl was back. Because he knew she liked it, and he was going to use everything he had to get her.
Chapel "No trouble at all, sir." She hoped he hadn't heard the slight crack in her voice. He probably did. Damn. "I'll just need you to lean back. Can you do that?" As she spoke she pushed the boots out of the way so she could get closer. Her hands trailed up his thighs lightly as she pretended to evaluate him.
Bones Oh yes, he heard the slight crack in her voice. It certainly made him feel good but, the moment her hands were on him, he began reciting medical journals to himself silently, trying to keep his mind off of the fact her hands were on him. He needed to behave, to win this. It’d be no use focusing on how good those hands felt, and how they’d feel even better wrapped around him, stroking him towards his release. Shuddering, he exhaled and nodded, leaning back for her. “Anything you want, Nurse.”
Chapel The fingers came up and unfastoned his pants. She wasn't one to shake, being in this field and all, but she was one to blush. And even though she was keeping her "work face" on, she couldn't hide the blush. She tugged on his pants, making sure to drag her nails and fingers over his skin, to try to bring them down, but they got caught from the way he was leaning. She sighed slightly, thinking of all the most disgusting diseases she could muster to keep her thoughts in order. "I'll just need you to lift your pelvic area up slightly for a second. Can you do that?"
Bones He watched her hands intently and carefully, still reciting in his head to fight back the urge to just drag her down ontop of him to satisfy his cravings. With as serious a face as he could muster, he nodded, lifting his hips for her. Of course, he made sure to do so in a fashion that meant he leant heavily on his arms, making his muscles strain.
Chapel She swallowed again and slid his pants off, smirking. "Seems like your arms don't hurt anymore." Of course she'd seen his arms, the way the muscles moved. Who wouldn't? That was a hot image, and the way he lifted his hips...oh man, was she ever hot and bothered. Still, she turned away and folded his pants to lay them on the table. She did the same with his shirt. Turning back to him now that her thoughts were again in some kind of order, she glanced over him. And there went her thoughts, again. SHe took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she did. Slowly opening them, she spoke again. "Now, where is the pain traveling to?"
Bones He watched her when she turned away, again stealing a chance to allow his eyes to drift over her form. She had the most amazing figure, and it was only heightened by the dress and boots she wore. “The pain has fully travelled from my arms, to my abdomen and legs, Nurse Chapel. Very strange.” And yes, his lips were quirked in amusement
ChapelHmm. Strange." She said playfully. She rubbed her hands together to warm them before she positioned herself to his side and reached out to massage around his stomach and abdominal area. "Does this hurt?" She asked as her fingers traveled around. There was no intention of being serious with this, she was simply rubbing, poking, and touching for the sake of doing it.
Bones Bones was most definitely enjoying her touches, and found he had to recite even more, still silently to keep his mind off of the things he wanted to do to her. He wanted to win, above all else. And he would do, somehow. “Mmmm, not very much…” he commented, though he fake winced when she got to his inner thigh, shifting his leg slightly. “Oh yeah, it… hurts, there.”
Chapel She stopped her minstrations when he spoke up. She applied some pressure to the spot and rubbed it in circles. Her mouth formed into a small smirk at how close it was to...something else. Men. All the same. This was going to be rather easy, now. With the boost of confidence, she smiled up at him. "Here?" her tone was innocent, but her eyes sparkles with mischeviousness.
Bones He saw that small smirk and he just knew she felt she was about to win. So, he nodded his head with mock innocence, before he rubbed his temples. “Actually, nurse, it’s up here now…” Get her away from his crotch. Hopefully leave her wanting to touch more of him again now he was distracting her from it. Worth a shot, right?
ChapelShe rolled her eyes at him. "Such a strange thing, isn't it? What did you say you did?" She batted his hands away from his temples. "If it hurts, then don't make it worse. Do you need any medication?" She smiled, walking to the cabinet and fiddling with the hypos in the drawer.
Bones Oh no, she wouldn’t, would she? He raised an eyebrow when she moved to the cabinet, sitting up a little. “I don’t like taking medication, Ma’am. Body’s a temple, and all that,” he drawled. “I caught my arm, pain just shot through me.”
Chapel "Really?" She said, turning to face him. She tapped the bottom end of one hypo against her chin in thought as she eyed him. "How are you feeling now?" Her voice was innocent, but not her body. She leaned against the cabinet and jutted her hips out slightly. The movement made her skirt hitch up more, especially when she crossed her legs.
Bones He tilted his head to the side to look at her, getting a very nice view when her skirt moved up. But, trying to be as calm as possible, he lay back down, folding both his arms and resting his head on his hands. "A little tender, Ma'am. But your skilled hands have done wonders for me. Tell me... what else are you skilled at, with your hands?"
ChapelShe blinked and sat the hypo on the table next to him as she walked towards him. "Not much other than surgery or stitches. I'm better with my legs. Unless you think you need stitches somewhere?" She teased.
Bones "Oh no, no stitches will be necessary," he replied. He stretched a little on the table, and shot her a lopsided smile, his eyes twinkling at her. "You know what I'm good with? My lips, and my hands."
Chapel When he spoke her eyes fell to his lips. Yes. She knew he was good with them. Well, he was a good kisser, anyway. And could use them to make funny faces. And his hands? Oh yes. She knew about that as well. The blush creeped across her cheeks again. "You're lips, you say? Huh. Never would have thought." She teased again. But, oh yes. She had thought about them. And was, again.
Bones When she began to blush, he knew he had her. He was so close. So, licking his lips, letting his tongue drag over his bottom one far longer than he needed, he nodded. “Oh yes. My hands, I’m very skilled with. Real surgeon’s hands. Steady, firm, gentle… strong. “ Parting his lips, he stared at her for a long moment, before continuing. “My lips, I just… can’t help it. But I know what I’m doing with them. But you see, I have this girlfriend, and there is one thing I’m yet to do for her with my lips, and I’m very good at that. Wonder if you can work that out?” He asked innocently. She had used her mouth on him, but he had yet to return the favour, though he wanted to. Surely mentioning that would make her a little hot and bothered!
Chapel While he talked she had watched his lips. And his tongue. She *was* hot and bothered now. She shifted in her stance, not sure of what to do. "Fuck, Leonard." She groaned, turning away and leaning on the cabinet with her arms to prop her up. She was going to win this. Right? She had to. If just for the sake of winning. But, damn, his lips. And him talking. Oh, if he kept going, she was really going to lose.
Bones Oh yes! His lips quirked up, and he watched her intently, letting his tone lower so he drawled when he spoke. He was going to win, for sure. “Forgive me, Nurse Chapel, but I feel the need to mention it as it’s a matter of biology, therefore something’ to share w’my Nurse. But… not many men know how to bring a woman t’orgasm with just their mouths. But I ain’t just any man. Y’think my girlfriend would like me tryin’ it out on her? I‘m like a medical marvel, y‘know. Don’t need many tools. Just like when I‘m workin‘ on a patient. I‘m the best damn Doctor in Starfleet fer a reason.”
Chapel He kept talking. She screwed her eyes shut, trying to block him out. But, his accent! And he kept going! Argh! Without her even registering the thought she had moved away from the cabinet and back over to him. Her mouth crushed against his in a heated kiss, even if it was at an awkward angle.
Bones Yes! He won! Though, he had little time to gloat because da-yum, was that a hot kiss! He grunted quietly into it, sitting himself up and pushing his chest against her, parting his legs to drag her in between them, as he returned her kiss. 1-0 McCoy. He told her he didn’t beg, and he’d proven himself right - this time.
ChapelShe pulled away from him to get some air. Her lips felt swollen. "Damn you. You and your accent and...god. That talk about your lips. Not fair." She eyed his lips before she kissed him again, bringing her hands to rest on his thighs. Her fingers dug into the thin material covering his legs.
Bones He was about to reply, but again was cut off by her kiss. He groaned into her mouth under the feel of her fingers digging into him. Grunting quietly, he eased out of the kiss, his lips brushing over hers lightly. “It’s all true, by the way,” he whispered.
Chapel She might have lost the bet - though was it really losing? - but she was determined to make him work for his reward. "Really?" She stole another glance down then back up at his eyes. "Care to prove that?" She said, trying to be sexy but not really making it happen with the state of arousal she was in.
Bones Oh, to him it was sexy. His lips quirked and he nodded, poking his head out from behind the curtain to see that the medical bay was still empty. “Computer, lock doors to medical bay.” Waggling his eyebrows at her, he put his hands on her shoulders to ease her back, so he could slide down off of the bed. He wrapped one of his arms around her waist, leaning down to kiss her as he turned them both, and lifted her up onto the bed. “Thank God we’ve got a healthy ship,” he whispered against her lips.
Chapel She giggled at his command, until she realized what that meant. All she could do was nod dumbly. "Uhhuh." She replied. God. She was going to melt with just thinking about what he was going to do. "You have no idea what you do to me, Leonard." She paused, then rolled her eyes. "Yeah, you do. Damn." The words were in a whisper, but she knew he heard. She'd get him back. One day.
Bones “Yes, I do. And I love it,” He replied quietly. He, once she was sat on the bed, trailed his fingertips up over her thighs, till he reached the hem of her skirt. It hardly needed pushing up, but he pushed it the rest of the way, pressing soft and slow kisses to her lips as he did so. She was such a bad influence on him! A few months ago, he’d not have done anything like this. But Chris made him feel young, attractive, and like he could DO these things.
Chapel His touch was electrifying. Every time she was with him it was like the sparks grew. Like the attraction deepened. She mewed in the back of her throat as they kissed, thankful they were alone. As her skirt went up she opened her legs more. No point in playing innocent with him now.
Bones The skirt up her legs, he rested a hand on the back of her head, holding her close so he could continue kissing her. This was one thing he had always enjoyed; kissing. But Jocelyn pretty much refused to do that in the dying days of their marriage. Not that he wanted to very much when he found out she was sleeping around on him, of course.
His other hand, he stroked her through her underwear, satisfied she was aroused enough for him to do this for her. He kicked his foot out to lower the bio bed enough so he would be able to kneel and do this for her without being too uncomfortable, then eased from the kiss, a devilish look on his face.
“I want your legs on my shoulders,” He whispered, leaning in to kiss the hollow of her throat, just before moving down onto his knees in front of her.
Chapel Her body responded to him like it was dying. It never moved or arched with such vividity with anyone else she'd messed around with. Why him? She pushed the thought away when he spoke. She nodded and watched him lower himself. "D-do you want my boots on or off?" She asked, feeling slightly nervous and kinda dumb. Why would he want her heels digging into his back or something? She reached down to try to pull them off without knocking him in the head.
Bones He reached to stop her from removing them, his lips quirking further. “Keep them on,” he whispered. He had his kinky side, and now was the perfect opportunity to let it out to play. He reached up though to hook his fingers in the waistband of her panties, moving to drag them down her long, long legs, dropping them there on the floor beside him. “Mmm…” he mumbled, a low growly tone to his voice as he gazed up at her. Running his fingertips up her inner thighs, he straightened up, till he was fully between her legs. “Shoulders. Now.” He commanded quietly.
Chapel : "Okay." She said, amazed she hadn't lost her voice yet. It did get caught in her throat, though. She couldn't make any other logical remark. She'd only ever had this done once to her, well, technically it was with a girl and the girl only really kissed her down there and, okay. She'd never had it done. So she was extra nervous, but really aroused. He made her comfortable. She liked it. Obeying him, she brought her legs up to rest against his shoulders, letting out a small breath of excitement.
Bones “Beautiful, Chris,” he whispered. Licking his lips slowly, he wasted little time now he was in position, and moved to prove his bragging had not been just bragging. He kissed her, first, nuzzling her and getting accustomed to her. It was then that he darted his tongue out, teasing her first of all, his hands gripping onto her thighs to keep her close to him.
Chapel Her breath caught in her throat. Her face felt like it was on fire. She leaned back to rest on her arms. It also let her get a better look. But she didn't know how she'd really be able to watch. And then his tongue, god. She fought not to jerk around, but still moaned quietly.
Bones He’d ease her into this, because he knew that was a far better way of bringing a woman to the edge. So he simply kept teasing at first, her out lips and then one long swipe between up towards her clit. He groaned, obviously enjoying himself, his lips closing around the sensitive nub, suckling softly, his tongue flicking over her. There were a few things Leonard McCoy was good at that nobody would have expected; this being one of them.
Chapel "Oh god..." She mumbled. Her breathing was becoming harder now as she felt what he was doing. Her hands gripped the sheet over the bed. She didn't know what to do, so she just, did as little as possible so she wouldn't mess this up. Her legs, however, decided they were going to tense. She wiggled her feet so she wouldn't be tempted to cross them.
Bones He kept up what he was doing for a short while, trailing his fingertips over her thighs as he worked on her with his mouth. He had his eyes closed, and every little moan he let out made it plainly obvious that he was enjoying himself right now. He released her from his mouth for a moment, opening his eyes once more and smirking up at her devilishly. He parted her with his tongue then, teasing her opening with the tip. “Relax,” he mumbled against her, just enough for her to hear.
Chapel She rolled her eyes. "That's kinda hard to do when I feel like I'm going to melt, explode, or something of a combination." But, she'd try anyway. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It was still shaky. Because he was still teasing. God, this was the best thing ever. She'd made up her mind.
Bones Oh yes, that felt good. So he grinned against her, nuzzling her once more, before he decided to push a little further. He eased his tongue inside her, and began moving it in and out of her carefully, angling his head to try to hit spots he knew she liked.
Chapel She hiccuped. It was more of a 'trying to speak that turned into a groan' thing as his tongue went in deeper. And how did he know all of those spots? Her hips ached to move. She squirmed under his hands.
Bones He gave her thighs a little squeeze and patted her, trying to let her know she could move if she wanted. He thrust in and out of her for a short while, before returning to suckling on her clit, being a little less gentle this time as he knew she could both handle it, and would enjoy it.
Chapel Chris arched her back and moaned, her hips rocking slightly at the new sensations. She let her heels rest hard against his back. Her arms were a bit sore, but she was afraid if she moved them she'd fall. She could barely think, except about what he was doing and how it made her feel.
Bones Those heels in his back felt amazing, and it was just what he loved. Groaning louder, he worried his teeth over her, and resume pushing his tongue inside of her. Despite the slight ache building in his jaw, he built up his speed, reaching up to wrap his arm around her lower back to pull her - if even possible - closer.
Chapel "Oh god, Leonard..." She started, but couldn't finish. Her hips were squirming, her feet really digging into his back. She gripped the sheets tighter and groaned loudly, thankful that he'd locked the doors and that the area was empty. She squeezed her eyes shut, not being able to hold out any longer, and came, panting and moaning loudly.
Bones He kept going as she came, drinking up everything she had to offer him. He loosened his hold around her, and turned his head, pressing a soft kiss to her inner thigh. He was a little achy, but good. He loved doing that, and he especially loved doing that for her. Mming, he stood up, leaning it to nuzzle her neck. “That was good…” If he may say so himself!
Chapel She tried to laugh, but it came out a little breathless. "Yeah. It was." She agreed. Her body felt like jelly or something and she just wrapped her self around him and laid her head on his shoulder. "Unbelievable." She commented again, kissing the side of his neck, one hand trailing down to brush against the front of his pants.
Bones He wrapped an arm around her and yes, he was straining against the front of his boxers. But it was hardly surprising that he was, considering what he had just done for her. So yes, he groaned quietly, his hips rocking of their own accord to try to get her to touch him.
Chapel Her fingers brushed over him again before she dipped her hand inside the front and grabbed him, massaging him. She moved so she could look at what her hand was doing. It was interesting and something she didn't really see too often, though she'd done it before. Normally she was too involved with other things. But this time she watched what her hand did as it trailed up and down his shaft, her thumb ghosting over the tip when it was close enough.
Bones Like all men, he was putty in her hands right now. Groaning quietly, he kept his head bowed slightly, a hand on her thigh. He lightly dug his fingertips in her skin, his hips bucking when she teased the tip.
“No teasing,” he whispered. “Please.”
Chapel "I wanna see you do it." She said quietly, not able to stop the innocence or curiosity in her voice. Her hand left him and rested on his hand on her thigh. She squeezed it. "Please?"
Bones Not that he wasn’t accustomed to doing this, and that he hadn’t done it in front of others before, it still brought a flush to his neck and ears when she asked for it. It was.. Christine. It was different. “You want me to get myself off?” He asked her with a low and surprised tone. Clearing his throat, he considered it for a moment, before nodding slowly and running his hand over himself, gripping lightly. Was just like wanting to see a woman do it to themselves, right? Which he had to admit, he quite enjoyed.
Chapel "Yeah. I've never seen a guy do it before. And you're...well...hot and all. So, I dunno." She shrugged, feeling slightly weird now. Oh well, too late. Her eyes took in what he was doing to himself. She'd watch, probably enjoy, and then learn what he liked. Win, win. Yes. Very much so.
Bones Yes, it felt good to be called hot. So he exhaled and took a tiny step back, keeping his hand on her thigh, as he slowly stroked up and down his length. He didn’t spend too long being slow though, running his hand up and down his length, making sure to bump the base with his thumb and forefinger. His face was reddening, and he wasn’t entirely sure where to put his eyes. Look at her? At himself?
Chapel She watched him for a few seconds. The way he gripped himself and all. Interesting. And how he was speeding up? Was making her hot again. "What are you thinking about?" She asked, meaning for it to tease but finding that her voice was more serious. She looked up at him, seeking an honest answer. She bit her lip as she looked at his face. He was really beautiful like this. It was such a different thing to see and it made her smile warmly at him.
Bones “You, watching me.” He replied, his tone slightly shaky. He lifted his head to meet her eyes, his having darkened slightly. “How good it felt to use my mouth on you, and how much I need you,” he replied honestly. He kept his eyes on her as he stroked and squeezed the tip with his thumb and forefinger, his bottom lip dropping slightly as he grunted quietly.
Chapel She couldn't tear her eyes away from his. Did she hear him correctly? A million emotions flashed through her head - fear, doubt, comfort, love, arousal - her brows arched up in a question. "You do?" She breathed hesitantly. Her hand, still resting on his, squeezed it again.
Bones “I do,” he replied. There was no doubt in the way he spoke; he thought about her a lot. He rubbed himself faster and a little harder down, making sure to bump his thumb down by the base again, against his balls. His breathing quickened, and he dug his fingers into her thigh once more. “Hate to say but… guys… simple with this,” he grunted out. He wasn’t a flashy man when it came to getting himself off. He knew what he liked, and he knew how to do it.
Chapel She smiled brightly again at his admittance. "I do too." Her voice was quiet. His fingers digging into her thigh made her break eye contact, but she didn't look at that (it wasn't hurting). Instead she looked down at what his other hand was doing. "Girls aren't really, either." She mumbled as she wrapped her other hand around his as it moved up and down.
Bones “Mmm,” he agreed quietly. When her hand joined his, he shifted that tiny bit closer, so she could touch him better. He guided her hand to the tip, and back down, building up speed because he knew he was oh so close.
Chapel She moved so she could kiss along his jaw and nipped at his ear. "Come for me, baby." She whispered, as she leaned her head back on his shoulder to continue to watch. Being close to him like this, she liked it. Especially knowing that he was thinking about her. That made her feel kind of egotystical or something. He was getting off because of her. The thought made her smile even more.
Bones When she spoke to him, it was all he needed. Those tones, her closeness. He stroked himself that bit more, before he came with a groan, his strokes slowing as his hips jerked a few slight times.
Chapel She giggled slightly. It didn't get everywhere, just mostly on her hand and some other areas. "Eh...ew..." She unwrapped her hand from him and brought it to her mouth. Her eyes lit up as she gave a devlish grin before licking it off her hand.
Bones “Ew?” He questioned breathlessly. She knew what was - quite literally - coming! But any offence he might have felt, went away quickly when he saw her licking it off of his hand. He swallowed as he reached out to the side for something to clean the rest up. “Now that’s hot,” he mumbled.
Chapel : "Not as hot as what you did for me earlier, or watching you get yourself off." She paused to think and licked the last bit off her hand. "But, yeah, it's pretty far up there." She giggled loudly.
Reaching over, she opened the top drawer and motioned to the folded hand towels there for him to clean himself up with. She straightened back up, her face more serious now. "Did you really mean it?" Her tone matched her face. Serious, questioning.
Bones At least she’d thought what they’d done was hot. He had done too, and was pleased that it wasn’t just his opinion. He greatfully took the towels, giving her a quiet ‘thanks’ as he cleaned himself up. He nodded though at her question, not looking at her as he answered with a simple ‘of course’. He was too busy looking at himself then to clean up. But of course, once he was done, he looked up. And was surprised at the serious look on her face.
Chapel She felt a frown pull at the side of her smile. "Flippant, aren't we?" She said, raising an eyebrow. Popular to contrary belief she could be serious. Ask anyone who'd seen her work during a crisis. It was just funner to be happy all the time. Being too serious gave you wrinkles. At least, that's the joke she told herself. "I'm being serious." She said, as if he couldn't tell by her expression. "I've never felt this way like I do for you. I kinda wanna know if you do to. For real." Okay, so she could be serious, but she needed to work on her word choice. She wasn't Uhura.
Bones “I didn’t realise you were being so serious,” he explained. He reached down to pull up his boxers when he was done cleaning up, not wanting to go through anything serious, standing there naked. He moved closer to her then, reaching for her skirt to pull it down slightly, smoothing his hands over her legs. “I care a lot about you, Chris.” he replied.
Chapel She rolled her eyes, but smiled again, slightly, and looked down. "Okay." Part of her didn't believe him. The last time someone said something like that, and wasn't a relative, he'd lied. It was just a way to get her to do whatever he wanted. But, this was Leonard. He never asked her to do something she didn't want to do. He never really asked her to do anything. Did that mean that he didn't really care, as well? Her legs swung slightly back and forth on the bed as she thought. This was another reason why she hated to be serious. If she wasn't busy, her mind raced. To all the bad things.
Bones “You don’t believe me,” it was more a statement, than a question. He knew that most women tended to avoid looking at men when they didn’t believe what they were hearing. So he exhaled quietly, reaching for her chin to guide her to look at him. “I care about you, Chris.” He repeated firmly, yet gently, trying to get his point across. Part of him already knew that he loved her, but it was a terribly frightening word to say.
Chapel She nodded. Her eyes trailed down his face then back to his eyes. "I do too." She realized she hadn't said what she meant. "Care about you, I mean." Her eyes shifted to a point behind him. No way was she going to blab about how she didn't really know what this was. Or how she didn't understand what she felt. That just made her feel terribly inadequite compared to him. She let her eyes drift back to him, an unsure expression on her face, but she still smiled. "I really do." Even if she didn't understand it, she did know how she felt.
Bones He nodded in understanding and furrowed his brow slightly, before he leant in and kissed her gently. “I know.” He whispered against her lips. “I know this is strange. I’m not very good with relationships, and you’re not very experienced. But we’ll muddle through.”
Chapel Her arms wrapped around his neck as he spoke and kissed her. If this was all she could have for the rest of her life - kissing him - she'd not miss anything. She pushed into the kiss with more force than she was used to. Actions spoke louder than words.
Bones He was used to her kissing him a little forcefully, but this? This felt different. He understood why, too. He knew it was her way of letting him know how she felt, and so he returned it, dragging her closer to him as he returned it,
Chapel She pulled away, panting slightly. Her arms never left his neck. She just smiled for a moment before speaking again. "Maybe you should get dressed and unlock the doors. I mean, we are still on shift right now and all." She giggled quietly.
Bones He laughed quietly and nodded in agreement. “Perhaps.” He kissed her once more, and then backed out of her hold, moving to dress himself once more.