[It's a common theme in his life, to deny himself that which he wants the most. Ever since Brain Camp, every strong emotion was a cause for worry and something to be contained. Desire wasn't any different from anger in that respect.
But not right now. Now there was only that kiss and the fleeting feeling of fingers against his ribs and he rolls his shoulders to clumsily shrug out of the sleeves of his jumpsuit as they shuffle backwards. He hardly registers the movement, too preoccupied with giving Kirk more skin to touch or surging forward to claim his lips each time he loses contact, just a little deeper each time.]
[ Kirk fell into the kisses, sighing and groaning as Kaidan drew him
in. His tongue brushed against the soldier's, tangling their tongues as
eagerly as he was attempting to tangle their limbs. Urgently he pulled down
Kaidan's jumpsuit to his waist, grasping the edges of his shirt to drag it
upwards with the vague thought that this would be the first time he would
see Kaidan's naked torso. Kaidan had the advantage on him from their first
meeting on the beach - about time they evened the playing field.
He bumped with his hips to send Kaidan back onto the bed, quickly
mounting his lap and pressing his hands to Kaidan's chest. His fingers
slowed, urgency replaced with curiosity as he slowly trailed the digits
across the arches and bulges of muscle. All of which earned a pleased hum
against Kaidan's lips. ]
[Kaidan's muscles twitch and jump in response to the sort of touch he hasn't felt in quite some time. Surprisingly, for a soldier, the planes of his body are largely free of marks or scars, the benefit of living in an age where the quick application of medi-gel meant that most minor wounds never left a lasting impression.
He gasps, breaking contact to pant against the side of Kirk's neck as he blindly works his hands under Kirk's shirt as well at about the same time his calves find the edge of the bed. Fisting his hands into the top of Kirk's pants is the only thing that keeps him upright.]
[ Laughing softly, Kirk rolled his hips against Kaidan's curled
fingers, their hip bones brushing as they settled. He leaned away long
enough to pull off his own shirt, dropping it down to mix with Kaidan's on
the floor. Unlike Kaidan his own body was marked - a myriad of tiny scars
across his chest and abdomen. Nothing serious, but each one a tiny tic from
some adventure or another. The biggest mark, of course, was his tattoo
running down his ribs - but that had been on purpose.
Kirk nudged at Kaidan's temple, bringing him back up to kiss him again
as his hands continued to wander across his chest and down his abdomen in a
slow, curious exploration. He cupped the side of his ribs around his chest,
thumbs reaching and brushing the faint circle around Kaidan's nipple.
]
If I didn't believe you were a military man before, I do now.
[Kaidan chuckles as well, the sound low and deep. There a lot about him that's hard, especially now, but not his lips as he peppers a line of kisses from Kirk's shoulder and back up to his mouth. He smiles somewhat deliriously as he swipes his tongue past Kirk's, teasing.]
Like...what you see? [Kaidan almost sounds smug when he says it because frankly he's worked hard, not as rigorously as some, but his physique was more than most would expect from a biotic. Besides, body modesty was something that didn't really survive boot camp.
His fingers curiously trace down the line of the tattoo and around to the small of Kirk's back, then back up his spine]
[ Oh, what a lovely sound, that laugh. He liked it, wanted to just listen to it brush against his ears all night long. Damn, but Kaidan was gorgeous when he loosened up, wriggling beneath his kisses and happily teasing him back when their mouths touched again. He nipped playfully, purring against his tongue. ]
I can't wait to see all of you.
[ He arched his spine beneath Kaidan's touch, pushing his hips forward and grinding against Kaidan. It was fairly obvious that Kirk did, in fact, like what he saw. His cock pressed at the front of his trousers in a quite uncomfortable way now, forcing out a groan from him as he gained some relief from the pressure of bumping against Kaidan's bulge. ]
[The first stumbling block to taking any action was the question of whether or not he should, but once he's past that, Kaidan doesn't really like to question himself. Maybe that will come later, when he's sober, but once the flood gates are open it's a headlong tumble into desire.
Kaidan groans softly at the feel of Kirk, and he intentionally grabs the other man by the hips to feel that again, grinding into that heat with another tipsy sway]
God...[His mind is fuzzing out a little, though he's vaguely aware there is an end goal, he's enjoying the moment too much to think about how they're going to get there. His answering kiss is deeper, needy, and muffling a second groan]
[ He gasped when the other dragged him forward, shivering as their chests touched. As it wasn't hard to guess Kaidan's desire, he rolled his hips in hard, slow motions, making sure to grind their mutual desires together. He moaned at the pressure, alleviating just a fraction of the heat and throbbing ache that was building there and deepening it at the same time.
It wasn't enough, not nearly enough, and as much as Kirk liked that demanding side of Kaidan, he was growing impatient himself. His hands slid between them, snapping open Kaidan's trousers and pushing inside, snapping the band of his undergarments before his fingers tugged them back enough to properly release his sex. ]
We better get you out of these...
[ He shoved, riding Kaidan all the way down now, meeting each kiss with one of equal intensity as his free hand pawed and tugged at the remaining cloth. ]
[There's a few moments where he's breathless - the dizzy fall followed by the dull thud as his back hits the mattress, the sudden shock of cool air meeting hot flesh as Kirk pulls down his briefs, and the questing kisses that steal the mutters of surprise from his lips.]
That's not fair.
[Though even Kaidan isn't sure if he means the fact that the Captain has taken the upper hand or the fact that he still has his pants on. Still, he vaguely registers that his damned boots are going to be a problem and struggles to kick them off as he arches against Kirk, helping him get the jumpsuit off as he much as he is seeking contact. He is a far more patient man than Kirk, though his body sometimes has other ideas.]
[ Kirk does try for patience. He truly did. As a captain, he needed it, especially when dealing with his crew or a new species. But sometimes he had a hard time helping himself, especially when he had been yearning after someone - and he had most definitely been wanting Kaidan. He was muscular and handsome and sweet, and he wanted to know if he tasted as good as he looked. Right now, he could definitely say he did.
He licked his lips as he leaned back, reaching for Kaidan's boots and helping to tug them off, and then his own. They landed with heavy thuds, momentarily drowning out excited pants and the rustle of sheets as Kirk slid up Kaidan's body once more. He grinned down at him, all wickedness and seduction, bending to press a kiss along the fluttering pulse. ]
[He tilted his head back and let out a breathy laugh at the answer, a wide grin pulling at his lips. He feels a little delirious, but the almost challenge sharpens his focus a little.]
Well...if you insist. [It's almost a purr, his voice whiskey dark and just a little bit unsteady under Kirk's touch, but he responds by slipping his hands inside the front of his trousers and undoing the snap in one easy motion before diving further in. He avoids the more tempting target and instead slides strong hands around to the back to give his cheeks a hard squeeze, pulling their hips together again for a moment. Kaidan does no more than sigh sharply as he bucks, once, then shoves both pants and underwear down. But that's hardly far enough. With one hard kiss, he surges forward and reverses their position, pinning him by the hips as he blindly tugs the clothing further down. It gets about as far as the knees but Kaidan doesn't quite feel like moving enough to finish. Kirk can deal with that if he wants. He's more interested in the rush of sensation as their cocks meet.]
[ Stars, Kaidan was good with his hands. He shivered as the marine's palms slid inside his trousers, squeezing the most delicate parts of him - or almost does. Such a tease! But he liked it, letting Kaidan know as much with soft pecks to his lips and nibbles across his jaw. He wriggled in his grasp, even when their hips were brought together and he let out a yelp as pleasure jolted up from between his legs.
He flowed with the other when Kaidan surged forward, wrapping himself around Kaidan, continuing his wriggling to kick off the last of his clothing. It certainly produced a heady sensation as their cocks slid against each other, drawing sharp little gasps from his lips. He dug his fingers into Kaidan's ribs, rolling against him. ]
I'd say you have the advantage now, Kaidan.
[ His was definitely a purr, eyes alight beneath the soldier. ]
[There was a rhythm to the matters of the body, and at times like this instinct and training look over. Battlefield motions like the quick reloading of a thermal clip, the unholstering of a weapon, or the subtle twitch of muscle that activated his biotics, translated very well to things like this. Even still, there is another flash of that previous shyness on his face as he hovers above Kirk. He lets out a soft laugh, little more than a few puffs of breath.]
I guess that's not really fair either.
[Not that he was opposed to having an advantage, and part of him was tempted to keep it that way. It was the soldier in him that always was trying to win. But despite the averted eyes and shy smile, his hands are confident as they trail from ribs, to hip, to thigh, then back up against with a gentle caress over their lengths. He can't help a brief thrust against his fingers before his hand moves back to Kirk's hip. Dipping his head for a deep kiss, Kaidan rolls them both over so they lay side to side. For the moment, at least, equal]
How's that?
[Kirk likely can't see Kaidan's smile in the words, hidden as his lips are against neck and collarbone, but it's definitely there]
[ Rhythm - yes, that sounded right. A dance, even, that everyone knew the movements to even if the partners were different, when the beat stuttered and changed and flowed. So easy to match with Kaidan's, to slide his leg along Kaidan's thigh and enjoy the view from beneath him. See the moment when his face turned shy again and feel the brush of his breath.
Kirk slid his hands along the soldier's back, feeling the play of muscle and the way it moved beneath his touch. He gasped sharply when Kaiden pressed them together, hungrily lifting his hips and rocking into his touch. A laugh of his own escaped, breathy and husky as they were turned on their sides, taking the opportunity to wind them together and arching his neck to let Kaiden be that much closer to him. ]
I think you should come back up here and kiss me like that again.
[ He gripped the back of his head and pulling him up to capture his mouth, moaning as he kissed him deep, starting a slow undulation of his hips against Kaidan's, swollen cock grinding against Kaidan's hips and along his abdomen. ]
[His breath shuddered against the movement of Kirk's lips, letting more of his hesitation slip away with each kiss that he returned, hungrily. It's been a long time since he's wanted someone - no, let himself want someone. He wanted lips, and skin, and breath against his. He wanted to see if desire did anything to erode that cocky smile that always seemed to be on the other man's lips.
If the want went past that, his mind didn't pause to wonder. Kaidan lifted a leg and slipped one muscular calf up and around to the back of Kirk's thighs, pressing them closer and giving himself more leverage to meet those awkward, needy thrusts with his own.
But still, he remained controlled - his moans and grunts barely louder than the rustle of the sheets below them.]
[ God, he wanted Kaidan. He wanted him so badly in that moment - hell, he had been wanting him before that, but it was more keenly felt with his cock rubbing against Kaidan's, scraping over the hard muscle of his stomach. Fuck, but this man was gorgeous, felt gorgeous. His tongue thrust against Kaidan's, taking from his mouth what he was not yet getting from his hips. Nails dragged across Kaidan's back, hot gasps mixing with the shuffle of sheets beneath their bodies. ]
[Kaidan grinned at that, and his answer at first is only a devouring, biting, tongue-sucking kiss that hardly interrupts his movements. His skin is already hot, his muscles crawling with perfect agony under Kirk's nails]
I...guess I am. A bit.
[There's no use denying the truth of it, but right now the greater truth is he had not planned this. Were this his normal mode of operation he would have been more than happy to pin Kirk to the mattress and begging, but he'd lost the high ground. He'd jumped into a battle without weapons or knowledge of the enemy, in the most basic sense, and that was making him hesitate. To second guess. And in truth it was hard to think much farther ahead than the insistent, growing ache between his legs]
Does that bother you? Because...I might have an idea...
I know this way, way, way late and if you would rather not continue, totally understand
[ He smirked, not letting up in the twisting and undulating his body. He needed to be against him, touching him, feeling the other in an attempt to satisfy his need for him. His hand slid further down between them, his gasp triumphant when his fingers closed around Kaidan's cock and began to stroke. Slowly, of course, his thumb rolling across the head just enough to tease. Kaidan had said he was that sort of man, after all. ]
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But not right now. Now there was only that kiss and the fleeting feeling of fingers against his ribs and he rolls his shoulders to clumsily shrug out of the sleeves of his jumpsuit as they shuffle backwards. He hardly registers the movement, too preoccupied with giving Kirk more skin to touch or surging forward to claim his lips each time he loses contact, just a little deeper each time.]
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[ Kirk fell into the kisses, sighing and groaning as Kaidan drew him in. His tongue brushed against the soldier's, tangling their tongues as eagerly as he was attempting to tangle their limbs. Urgently he pulled down Kaidan's jumpsuit to his waist, grasping the edges of his shirt to drag it upwards with the vague thought that this would be the first time he would see Kaidan's naked torso. Kaidan had the advantage on him from their first meeting on the beach - about time they evened the playing field.
He bumped with his hips to send Kaidan back onto the bed, quickly mounting his lap and pressing his hands to Kaidan's chest. His fingers slowed, urgency replaced with curiosity as he slowly trailed the digits across the arches and bulges of muscle. All of which earned a pleased hum against Kaidan's lips. ]
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He gasps, breaking contact to pant against the side of Kirk's neck as he blindly works his hands under Kirk's shirt as well at about the same time his calves find the edge of the bed. Fisting his hands into the top of Kirk's pants is the only thing that keeps him upright.]
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[ Laughing softly, Kirk rolled his hips against Kaidan's curled fingers, their hip bones brushing as they settled. He leaned away long enough to pull off his own shirt, dropping it down to mix with Kaidan's on the floor. Unlike Kaidan his own body was marked - a myriad of tiny scars across his chest and abdomen. Nothing serious, but each one a tiny tic from some adventure or another. The biggest mark, of course, was his tattoo running down his ribs - but that had been on purpose.
Kirk nudged at Kaidan's temple, bringing him back up to kiss him again as his hands continued to wander across his chest and down his abdomen in a slow, curious exploration. He cupped the side of his ribs around his chest, thumbs reaching and brushing the faint circle around Kaidan's nipple. ]
If I didn't believe you were a military man before, I do now.
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Like...what you see? [Kaidan almost sounds smug when he says it because frankly he's worked hard, not as rigorously as some, but his physique was more than most would expect from a biotic. Besides, body modesty was something that didn't really survive boot camp.
His fingers curiously trace down the line of the tattoo and around to the small of Kirk's back, then back up his spine]
I know I do...
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I can't wait to see all of you.
[ He arched his spine beneath Kaidan's touch, pushing his hips forward and grinding against Kaidan. It was fairly obvious that Kirk did, in fact, like what he saw. His cock pressed at the front of his trousers in a quite uncomfortable way now, forcing out a groan from him as he gained some relief from the pressure of bumping against Kaidan's bulge. ]
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Kaidan groans softly at the feel of Kirk, and he intentionally grabs the other man by the hips to feel that again, grinding into that heat with another tipsy sway]
God...[His mind is fuzzing out a little, though he's vaguely aware there is an end goal, he's enjoying the moment too much to think about how they're going to get there. His answering kiss is deeper, needy, and muffling a second groan]
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It wasn't enough, not nearly enough, and as much as Kirk liked that demanding side of Kaidan, he was growing impatient himself. His hands slid between them, snapping open Kaidan's trousers and pushing inside, snapping the band of his undergarments before his fingers tugged them back enough to properly release his sex. ]
We better get you out of these...
[ He shoved, riding Kaidan all the way down now, meeting each kiss with one of equal intensity as his free hand pawed and tugged at the remaining cloth. ]
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That's not fair.
[Though even Kaidan isn't sure if he means the fact that the Captain has taken the upper hand or the fact that he still has his pants on. Still, he vaguely registers that his damned boots are going to be a problem and struggles to kick them off as he arches against Kirk, helping him get the jumpsuit off as he much as he is seeking contact. He is a far more patient man than Kirk, though his body sometimes has other ideas.]
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He licked his lips as he leaned back, reaching for Kaidan's boots and helping to tug them off, and then his own. They landed with heavy thuds, momentarily drowning out excited pants and the rustle of sheets as Kirk slid up Kaidan's body once more. He grinned down at him, all wickedness and seduction, bending to press a kiss along the fluttering pulse. ]
Then you had best even the odds.
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Well...if you insist. [It's almost a purr, his voice whiskey dark and just a little bit unsteady under Kirk's touch, but he responds by slipping his hands inside the front of his trousers and undoing the snap in one easy motion before diving further in. He avoids the more tempting target and instead slides strong hands around to the back to give his cheeks a hard squeeze, pulling their hips together again for a moment. Kaidan does no more than sigh sharply as he bucks, once, then shoves both pants and underwear down. But that's hardly far enough. With one hard kiss, he surges forward and reverses their position, pinning him by the hips as he blindly tugs the clothing further down. It gets about as far as the knees but Kaidan doesn't quite feel like moving enough to finish. Kirk can deal with that if he wants. He's more interested in the rush of sensation as their cocks meet.]
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He flowed with the other when Kaidan surged forward, wrapping himself around Kaidan, continuing his wriggling to kick off the last of his clothing. It certainly produced a heady sensation as their cocks slid against each other, drawing sharp little gasps from his lips. He dug his fingers into Kaidan's ribs, rolling against him. ]
I'd say you have the advantage now, Kaidan.
[ His was definitely a purr, eyes alight beneath the soldier. ]
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little more than a few puffs of breath.]
I guess that's not really fair either.
[Not that he was opposed to having an advantage, and part of him was tempted to keep it that way. It was the soldier in him that always was trying to win. But despite the averted eyes and shy smile, his hands are confident as they trail from ribs, to hip, to thigh, then back up against with a gentle caress over their lengths. He can't help a brief thrust against his fingers before his hand moves back to Kirk's hip. Dipping his head for a deep kiss, Kaidan rolls them both over so they lay side to side. For the moment, at least, equal]
How's that?
[Kirk likely can't see Kaidan's smile in the words, hidden as his lips are against neck and collarbone, but it's definitely there]
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Kirk slid his hands along the soldier's back, feeling the play of muscle and the way it moved beneath his touch. He gasped sharply when Kaiden pressed them together, hungrily lifting his hips and rocking into his touch. A laugh of his own escaped, breathy and husky as they were turned on their sides, taking the opportunity to wind them together and arching his neck to let Kaiden be that much closer to him. ]
I think you should come back up here and kiss me like that again.
[ He gripped the back of his head and pulling him up to capture his mouth, moaning as he kissed him deep, starting a slow undulation of his hips against Kaidan's, swollen cock grinding against Kaidan's hips and along his abdomen. ]
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If the want went past that, his mind didn't pause to wonder. Kaidan lifted a leg and slipped one muscular calf up and around to the back of Kirk's thighs, pressing them closer and giving himself more leverage to meet those awkward, needy thrusts with his own.
But still, he remained controlled - his moans and grunts barely louder than the rustle of the sheets below them.]
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[ God, he wanted Kaidan. He wanted him so badly in that moment - hell, he had been wanting him before that, but it was more keenly felt with his cock rubbing against Kaidan's, scraping over the hard muscle of his stomach. Fuck, but this man was gorgeous, felt gorgeous. His tongue thrust against Kaidan's, taking from his mouth what he was not yet getting from his hips. Nails dragged across Kaidan's back, hot gasps mixing with the shuffle of sheets beneath their bodies. ]
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I...guess I am. A bit.
[There's no use denying the truth of it, but right now the greater truth is he had not planned this. Were this his normal mode of operation he would have been more than happy to pin Kirk to the mattress and begging, but he'd lost the high ground. He'd jumped into a battle without weapons or knowledge of the enemy, in the most basic sense, and that was making him hesitate. To second guess. And in truth it was hard to think much farther ahead than the insistent, growing ache between his legs]
Does that bother you? Because...I might have an idea...
I know this way, way, way late and if you would rather not continue, totally understand
[ He smirked, not letting up in the twisting and undulating his body. He needed to be against him, touching him, feeling the other in an attempt to satisfy his need for him. His hand slid further down between them, his gasp triumphant when his fingers closed around Kaidan's cock and began to stroke. Slowly, of course, his thumb rolling across the head just enough to tease. Kaidan had said he was that sort of man, after all. ]