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Let Nothing You Dismay, Chapter 16

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Chapter Sixteen: The Next Level

Adult Content

The feel of Jim pressed down against him, those round buttocks pressing into Spock’s burgeoning erection, pulled an unbidden moan from Spock’s lips. He found himself rising on the sofa, eager to touch as much of Jim as he could.

He slipped his hands under the maroon sweater, fingers splaying over bare skin, soft and hot to the touch. Though fanciful, Spock would not have been entirely surprised if a glowing light would have come off Jim’s skin wherever he touched it.

Jim’s hungry kisses were unlike anything Spock had ever truly experienced. In previous lovers, Human kisses were not really something he spent a lot of time indulging in.

When Jim moved his mouth off Spock’s, Spock chased it back, eager to feel more of the press of those warm, chapped lips seeking his.

Jim laughed, breathless, as he once more attempted to pull away. “Have you got…?”

“Yes,” Spock rasped. “Bathroom.”

Jim nodded and kissed Spock again, pressing down once more against Spock’s hard length, driving Spock to distraction.  

Spock growled low in his throat.

Jim pulled back, arched both brows. “Somebody’s impatient.”

“Yes.”

Jim grinned and made to move off of Spock’s lap, but Spock was, admittedly, reluctant to let Jim go, even to obtain what they both needed to continue.

But eventually, Jim smacked Spock’s hands away, and scooted off Spock’s lap, allowing Spock to catch his breath and get control of himself.

From his place on the couch he watched Jim go into the bathroom and open the sole cabinet under the sink. When Spock thought he could actually stand without having something humiliating happen, he got to his own feet.

His erection was pressing uncomfortably against the confinement of his trousers. He was also aware he’d created a wet spot there from his leaking cock.

Jim came out of the bathroom holding the bottle of lubricant. He wasted no time tossing it onto Spock’s bed as he then grabbed the hem of his pullover sweater and yanked it off over his head.

And if Spock thought he’d finally gotten himself together, he was wrong. The sight of Jim’s pecs and abs had Spock embarrassingly panting.

His mouth felt dry and he swallowed heavily as Jim’s fingers moved to the waistband of his pants in preparation to remove them.

But then Jim paused, noticing Spock just stood there, mouth gaped open.

“Think you might want to join me?” Jim’s tone was amusingly teasing.

He was so gorgeous, Spock felt a little out of Jim’s league in a way he could not remember ever feeling.   

Spock took a few steps to the bed, just enough to reach Jim and pull him close, once more sealing their lips together.

Jim then began to help Spock out of his clothes, and when, finally, the task of stripping them both was done, they fell on to the coverlet on the bed, hands and lips reaching out and seeking each other.

At first it seemed to be a contest of whom could pin whom to bed, but finally Spock’s superior strength paid off and he had Jim wriggling beneath him, blue eyes sparkling with a heady mixture of laughter and desire.

Fastening his mouth to Jim’s, Spock kissed him long and lingering, wanting to take their time, but his body unwilling to let him do so.

Running his hands all over Jim’s golden skin, Spock fingers and palm tingling with their connection, he flipped Jim over onto his stomach, as Jim handed him the lubricant.

He carefully prepared Jim, slipping slicked fingers inside until Jim was stretched and ready.

Spock hovered over him, running his hands over Jim’s smooth, muscled back, then moving them down to Jim’s ass cheeks, parting them as Spock got into position.

The first push inside there was resistance. He pulled out, then pushed back in, this time fully entering Jim.

They began a slow rhythm. Spock thrusting forward and Jim rising up, pushing against Spock to get him in deeper.  Spock kept one hand gripping Jim’s hipbone and the other moved up toward Jim’s face, unable to resist the temptation of a shallow meld.

His fingertips barely touch the points of Jim’s face when Jim groaned out, shuddering beneath him, finding his release in the coverlet. There was almost a spark to the pads of Spock’s fingers as his own body jolted just before he released into the body of the human beneath him.

Flash Fic, November 15, 2019 (Fall Guys)

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Jim woke in the darkness feeling restless and horny. Not that unusual really. Spock slept beside him, his heavy limbs still partially covering him. And Spock sleeping beside him is what made him this way.

They hadn’t done much more than hand jobs and blow jobs because Spock was being very careful. But Jim had discovered Spock had this amazing self-lubricating cock he was just dying to try out.

Maneuvering himself on the bed, he got his sleep shorts off and then the ties of the sleeping robe Spock wore undone. He pushed Spock gently until he was lying on his back, legs slightly parted. The Vulcan was half hard already and Jim decided he’d see to it that he got Spock hard the rest of way.

He placed himself between Spock’s spread thighs and opened his mouth over the tip of Spock’s thickening penis.

Spock came awake instantly as his cock hardened fully in Jim’s mouth.

“Jim,” Spock moaned. His fingers reached down to thread in Jim’s hair as he pushed himself deeper with Jim’s mouth.

This…they had done. But this time Jim wanted more.

He rolled Spock’s testicles between his thumb and forefinger, adjusting his gag reflexes the further Spock thrust into him and just when he knew Spock was becoming almost unbearable aroused, he pulled his mouth off Spock’s engorged member.

“Jim,” Spock whined.

“Ssh. I know. I have something else in mind.”

He stretched across Spock to reach for the tube he’d left on the bedside table and squeezed a small amount out.

“Ashaya…”

“It’s okay.”

“But—”

Jim shoved his lubricated fingers into his own hole. His erection jumped eagerly as his digits moved within himself, preparing himself to take that big Vulcan cock.

When he thought it was enough, he straddled either side of Spock’s legs.

Spock stopped him just as he was about to lower himself down. “Are-are you sure, Jim?”

“Yes, babe. I’m sure. Trust me. Want you so much.”

Spock, instead of letting Jim go, helped him to lower his ass down onto Spock’s hard throbbing member. They both let out needy moans as Spock became fully embedded within him.

“Spock, oh my…”

“Yes, Ashaya, you-you feel so good.”

Spock pounded up into him, holding Jim down as he thrust up, hard and deep. When Spock’s hand wrapped around Jim’s erection, he mewled.

“I can’t-I can’t stop…”

“Do not,” Spock urged.

Jim gasped, his whole body vibrating as pleasure coursed through him. He released all over Spock and himself, jisms of spunk splattering everywhere. With just a few more thrusts, Spock spilled into him, crying out hoarsely.

After Jim collapsed on him, Spock held him tightly.

“Are you certain you are all right, Jim?”

Jim chuckled. “Lost a few brain cells, but yes. You?”

Spock was quiet for a moment, and the said, almost reverently, “I am amazing.”

“Yeah you are.”

“While I appreciate the sentiment, that is not my intent. I have…never felt such…contentment…with anyone. I am so thoroughly captivated by you I cannot and will not imagine any circumstances that do not have us together for the rest of our lives.”

Jim leaned up to gaze at him. “Me too. I’ve loved you for so long, this hardly feels real.”

“It is the same for me.” Spock paused. “T’hy’la.”

Jim smiled. It whispered around him, warmed him, like a secret embrace. “I like that word. It’s…”

“You. Me. Us. You are my mate, now and always.”

His smile widened. His gaze went to the window. “Looks cold and windy today. How about we spend the day in bed, just being together.”

“I can think of nothing I want more.”

The Middle…1

A sneak peak at the beginning of the next part, as my blog followers (NSFW)

“Jim, this is not appropriate,” Spock protested, flushing a light green.

Jim was straddling him on the chair in Spock’s office. Fully clothed, though.

“Oh, come on, Spock. You don’t have another class for an hour and a half.”

“True but…computer lock door.”

The door of his office sealed shut.

“You are incorrigible,” Spock murmured but without much heat behind it. Instead, he slid his hands up under Jim’s red cadet uniform. Jim leaned forward and kissed him.

“I haven’t seen you since—”

“This morning,” Spock said. “As you were leaving my apartment. Late for your class, I might add.”

Jim grinned. “You sound proud of that.”

Spock shrugged a little. “You ignored the alarm so I found a more creative way to ensure you were awake.”

Jim traced his tongue along his bottom lip. “It definitely worked. And now, well, I’m here to pay you back.”

Spock’s brows furrowed. “I require no gain for the enjoyment of our intimate activities.”

“And wasn’t that a mouthful.” Jim shook his head and chuckled. “I love Vulcans.”

Spock inched a finger up Jim’s bare torso, well bare beneath his shirt. “Do you?”

“Uh-huh. The snooty way they talk. The snooty way they look.”

“Snooty? Is that a scientific term?”

“Completely. You even flirt snooty.”

“Indeed.”

“And the incredibly hot way they fuck. That’s my favorite part.”

Spock’s lips curled upward. “Mine as well.”

“I can tell,” Jim said breathlessly, as he wiggled against the hard bulge in Spock’s professor trousers. He reached down and undid the fastening of Spock’s pants. He slid down off Spock’s lap and to the floor directly in front of him.

“Jim.” Spock’s dark eyes were wide, his pupils dilated.

Jim looked up at him through lowered lashes. “You aren’t going to protest, are you, honey?”

Spock swallowed. “No. I just wanted to ensure you were comfortable.”

“Oh, I think I’m okay. And this won’t take any time at all.”

“Are you…that good then?”

“You know exactly how good I am, professor.”

Spock moaned as Jim pulled out his straining erection from the confines of his trousers and briefs. The head glistened with Vulcan pre-cum, which Jim had discovered was quite the delight. He flicked his tongue out, tasting the spicy, tangy slick.

“God, I love your taste. I really good suck your dick all damn day.”

Spock said nothing but stared intently at Jim, his face flushed, his lips pursed and looking insanely defiled.

Jim held his gaze as he closed his mouth over the double ridged thick head of Spock’s cock, sucking him in deeper, deeper, until the tip hit the back of Jim’s throat. He fought the gag reflex and won.

Spock’s ass rose up out of the chair as he arched up into Jim’s mouth. His fingers spread into Jim’s hair, as Jim knew they would, for Spock loved to hold Jim’s head as he fucked into Jim’s mouth.

In the month and a half they’d been together, Jim had learned Spock wanted to be in control, wanted to dominate, and was very vocal during sex. Of course Jim fucking loved all those things. It was like Spock had been made from the heavens for him or something.

“Jim,” Spock groaned. “Yes, Jim. Yes.”

He rolled Spock’s balls with his finger eliciting another needy moan from the Vulcan’s lips. He winced a little when Spock’s grip on his hair tightened as he rammed himself frantically between Jim’s lips.

“Jim. Jim, please. Jim. Jim!”

Jim sucked harder, deeper still, Spock’s tangy, spicy taste urging him on for he couldn’t wait for the Vulcan’s fluid to fill his mouth, coat his tongue.

Then Spock tensed, crying out Jim’s name one more time on a ragged moan and his cum began to splurt out into Jim’s mouth. He greedily sucked Spock dry, feasting on the softening cock, until Spock finally pulled out, pushing Jim away.

“Too much,” Spock rasped.

Jim grinned and wiped his mouth. His own dick was painfully hard as he stood and sat on the edge of the desk facing his lover. “You’re incredible.”

“I believe it is you who have earned that title.”

Jim dodged Spock as he went to reach for him. “Nope. Can’t.”

Spock’s brows furrowed. “But—”

“I’m meeting Bones for an early dinner later and I’ve got some stuff to do before then.” Jim leaned down and pecked Spock’s lips. “You want to join us?”

“I am not certain the doctor likes me,” Spock said doubtfully as he did up his pants.

“The doctor likes you.” Jim grinned. “Will you?”

“He is a significant part of your life, therefore, I should become used to him.” Spock made a little noise which Jim knew was his version of a sigh. “I will need to shower and change.”

“Is that a yes?”

Spock nodded. “Very well.”

Jim whooped which made Spock look snooty again. It was such a great look on Spock too. Debauched snooty Vulcan.

“I love Vulcans.”

Spock’s lips twitched. “Yes, you have said so.”

“Well and especially one in particular of course.”

“I had assumed so. Will you come to my apartment after dinner with the doctor? I find that I need to punish you.”

Jim’s lungs seized and he licked his lips, starting at Spock. “P-Punish me?”

“You are a very bad boy. Such insubordination.”

“Yes.” Jim cleared his throat, feeling a little lightheaded. Probably because all his blood was in his dick. “Definitely yes.”

100 Words Continuation, May 07, 2018 (nsfw)

 

“Beautiful,” Spock whispered, before attending to his own clothing. Jim barely got an eyeful before Spock lay across him, kissing him, stroking him, fingers going everywhere, driving Jim insane.

Jim had heard rumors, vague and distant, about Vulcan penises. Double ridges, self-lubricating, bigger than humans, testicles in different places, capable of giving multiple orgasms, all kinds of things. He was eager to learn which, if any, were true.

Maybe all of them. Jim hoped so.

A long time later, drenched in sweat and large amounts of cum, Jim lay curled on his side, Spock spooned around him. His body, his limbs, were achy and sore. Pleasantly so.

100 Words Continuation, May 06, 2018 (nsfw)

 

Spock’s fingers moved to the zipper of Jim’s pants.

“Spock, I—”

“The time for speaking has ended.”

Maybe it was the tone, maybe it was the heated look in those smoldering brown eyes, but Jim closed his mouth on whatever words he would have said. He rose up when Spock pulled at his pants to remove them.

His wildest dreams couldn’t have foreseen this as the end of his day.

Jim pulled off his own shirt, throwing it across the room. Now he was naked in front of Spock and though generally he was not at all ashamed of his body, he found himself feeling shy.

100 Words Continuation, May 05, 2018 (nsfw)

 

Spock stopped their kiss briefly to admonish Jim, “If you had not run away after your declaration this could have been our second time copulating.”

And that just sent a jolt of almost crippling excitement straight to his dick. He whined against Spock’s mouth.

“Spock.”

Spock said nothing, just pulled Jim’s boots off with hardly any effort at all and let them fall to the floor with a loud thunk.

Then he was kissing Jim again, devouring him really, and maybe Jim’s brain shorted out a little because all he could think about was being fucked for hours by Spock.

100 Words Continuation, May 04, 2018 part 2

 

beddy

Surely he was dreaming this. Had he fallen asleep waiting for Spock to come talk to him? And if he had, Jim hoped he never woke.

It was not Jim’s desk that Spock moved him to in the next moment, though, Jim would have been very okay with that. But rather the enveloping softness of his own bed.

Somehow the backs of Jim’s knees hit the mattress and then he was laying there, flat on his back, with Spock on top, kissing him completely and utterly breathless.

He’d never dreamed Spock knew how to kiss like this, like he was stealing Jim’s very soul.

CMH Chapter 6

CelebrateMeHome

Chapter 6

First part of chapter is nsfw

“Stop, Mister Grabby.” Jim swatted Spock’s hands away with a laugh. “If you start that, we’ll never get back downstairs.”

Spock gave him a sly look. “Would that be so terrible, T’hy’la?”

“Well, not to me, honey, but we do have guests. Whom we both invited. It might be rude to spend the whole time pawing at each other up here.”

Spock drew him near, back plastered to Spock’s chest. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on Jim’s shoulder where he had just recently sucked a mark. “It is your fault for being so enticing.”

Jim chuckled. “And yours for being such a horny Vulcan.”

“You were not complaining a short time ago,” Spock reminded him.

“Oh, baby, I never would. I’ll never tire of making love with you.”

“When we are both one hundred and fifty we will still be all over each other,” Spock whispered in his ear.

“Now that’s a beautiful thought.”

Spock turned Jim’s face toward him and ran kisses along his jaw. “You are not yet clothed, it would take no time at all to copulate one more time before going down.”

Jim gasped as Spock’s hands slipped down to his briefs covered ass. “Well I—”

Spock yanked them down to Jim’s knees. Jim closed his eyes, leaning back against Spock as he heard Spock lower the zipper of the pants he’s already dressed in.

“Are you sure?” he moaned out. “You might soil your slacks.”

“I will change them,” Spock assured him. He rubbed his erection along the crease of Jim’s ass.

“Ah, fuck.”

He was impaled on Spock’s slicked cock, Spock sliding in easily after their recent activities.

It was a slow, steady joining, Spock thrusting in carefully like they had all the time in the world. He held Jim easily to him with one hand on his hip and the other wrapped around Jim’s now aching cock. His mouth and teeth latched onto the pulse point of Jim’s throat, no doubt marking him further, but neither of them cared. Spock liked marking Jim as his and Jim liked being marked.

Jim kept his own noises to just heavy pants this time so as not to make quite as much of a spectacle of themselves, but it was hard, because Spock was expertly nailing his prostate and stroking his dick until Jim could barely contain his mewling, shuddering self.

“Adun,” Spock groaned as his pumps began to speed up. His grasp on Jim’s erection tightened, jerking Jim frantically until Jim couldn’t take it anymore. He cried out as he came with a burst of cum splattering the wooden floor in front of him. Only moments later, Spock filled him with his own release.

Jim sagged against him. “Do we have to take another shower?”

“No, my Jim, we will simply…wash off.”

“Your sex drive, man.” He shook his head and straightened up and away from his Vulcan. “How did I survive Pon Farr?”

“Very well indeed,” Spock replied with some amusement. He was eying Jim with undisguised admiration.

“I’m cleaning up and getting dressed in the bathroom,” Jim announced as he rolled his eyes. “Sheesh.”

“Perhaps that would be wise.”

****

They made it down the stairs, both of them, twenty minutes later. Bones and Uhura were still in the kitchen working on baking. Freshly baked cinnamon rolls were laid out on the dining room table and they had, apparently, moved on to sugar cookies.

Jim smiled and approached Bones. “Love the flour in your hair.”

“Oh bug off.”

Jim laughed. “Smells good.” He went to refill his coffee mug from before.

The doorbell rang.

“What the hell? We’re all here so—”

He set the mug down on the counter and headed for the front door. Spock was right behind him. He opened the door to a stranger.

“Got the wrong house?” Jim guessed.

The man, an older white haired man, frowned. “I am looking for Leonard McCoy. My information is that he’s staying here.”

Bones suddenly appeared behind Jim. “I’m Leonard McCoy. ”

The man nodded. “AJ Sorenson. I have news of your wife—”

“Ex-wife.”

“Hm. Anyway, as I was saying there was an accident. An explosion and Jaidou was killed.”

Bones sucked in a breath.

Jim stepped close and put his hand on Bones’ shoulder. “Bones.”

AJ Sorenson continued, now holding up a PADD. “Your wife provided in your will that you were to receive full custody of the child arising from—”

Bones made a strangled sound. “Excuse me. What?”

Sorenson turned around and spoke to someone. “Bring the child.”

A woman, an Orion herself stepped forward, holding a bundled infant. She handed the infant to Sorenson who held it toward Bones.

“This is your son with Jaidou.”

Bones stared at the baby, who was about six months old and lightly green. “But…she never…what?”

Sorenson shrugged. “Apparently because of the demise of your marriage she didn’t alert you to her condition. Her Orion family will not care for the child in any event, so you, as his next of kin, are responsible now.” He placed the baby into Bones’ arms who held him like he might break.

Jim moved close. “Oh, my God. He’s so cute.”

Bones’ eyes filled with tears. “What’s his name?”

“Oliver,” Sorenson said. “Oliver McCoy. If you will excuse us, we would like to be on our way, before the snowstorm starts.”

Bones only had eyes for the baby. He just nodded. The woman handed Jim a bag.

“These are his things. There is a PADD that has all his legal information,” she said, then followed after Sorenson.

“Holy smokes,” Jim breathed.

Bones was rapidly blinking his eyes. “I-I have a son. A baby son.”

“He is beautiful, Leonard,” Spock said softly.

Jim glanced at Spock and smiled, then back to the infant. “Talk about life changing.”

“Yeah,” Bones said. He gave a watery laugh. “I can’t believe I didn’t know.”

Jim leaned in and touched his finger to the baby’s tiny little hand. Oliver. He stared at Jim in wonder. “Hi little guy. I’m your Uncle Jim.”

“Wow,” Uhura said, coming over from the kitchen. “He is so cute! Oh, Leonard. What a wonderful gift. But it sure seems like Jaidou had more secrets than even you knew.”

“Yeah.”

“Perhaps it would be wise to close the front door and bring Oliver into the warmth of the house,” Spock said as he went over to close the still open front door.

Jim went to him and put his arm around Spock’s waist, drawing him near. “Well, now this is shaping up to be quite the grand celebration. Wouldn’t you say?”

“Indeed.”

“I’ll have to get more things for him,” Bones said as they all moved out of the hallway toward the delicious smelling, warm kitchen.

“That’s going to be one spoiled boy,” Uhura said with a grin. “We can all go shopping tomorrow.”

Bones was transfixed as his son grabbed onto his finger and smiled toothlessly at him. “Coochie coochie coo.”

Spock frowned. “Coochie coochie coo, Jim?”

“Um, yeah, honey. It’s, um, sort of baby talk.”

“Baby talk?”

“Never mind. Weird human stuff.”

Spock arched a brow and then nodded, moving off to make himself tea.

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