[That was possibly the corniest and also most romantic thing anyone has ever said to him. It's ridiculous, how that makes his heart skip a beat- how he feels a giddy flutter in his stomach. Like being a love-struck teenager.
...Or rather, what he assumes being a love-struck teenager would feel like. He rolls his eyes at it, letting out a soft 'tch' in response. Still, he returns that kiss, deepening it slowly, pouring into it the feelings he cannot yet allow to come to fruition, the words he is not sure he will ever truly be able to say. All go into that kiss. ]
[ Reading lips had always been one of Kirk's talents, more so when he had said the same things with kisses before. He cupped the back of his head, returning the longing, the words that went unsaid and lay tangled in the depths of his heart. The sharpness of teeth on his lips, musky scents, the warm slide of tongues - sensations he had been forgetting, going bleeding out of their lines like the images of those he cared for.
He pulled back, panting, letting out a warm laugh against Fenris' cheek. ]
[His voice is a little more husky from the kiss, a smirk playing across his lips. His fingers move up to brush Kirk's hair side a little, wiping away a few droplets of water in the process. ]
I believe you were supposed to be getting clean.
[He says these words, but he clearly does not care one iota that they are not using the shower for its intended purpose. ]
Hmm, I am. I'm washing that coma off me - in a lot of ways.
[ His hands cupped Fenris' ribs, slowly sliding down his sides to the narrow arch of his hips. He traced the curve of bones, the sharp line of his v and out around to his thighs, back up along the same path. Memory sharpened with each movement, moaning just under his breath. ]
We really need to upgrade to private bathrooms...
[ Because the things he wanted to do just then were not appropriate for public, not at all. ]
[Fenris' breath catches as Kirk's fingers move over his body. The temptation surges once more to slam him against the wall and have his way with him, Maker-be-damned if anyone walks in. But he knows it would not be the...wisest of choices.
He chuckles, leaning in to give Kirk's jaw a light nip. ]
[ Not wise, no, though he desperately wanted it. His jaw tilted at the nip, humming at the attention. He pressed a kiss to Fenris' ear in return, hands stroking across the curve of his rear. A quiet groan left him, not from anything Fenris did but from his laugh.
Damn it, he had never thought he could miss a sound as much as he did that laugh. ]
So we're agreed. This cycle, put in for private bathrooms - or at least a step closer to them.
[ Which wasn't stopping his hands from wandering, from stealing another kiss. ]
[Fenris returns the kiss, pressing up a little closer to Kirk, his growing interest very much obvious as his fingers tangle in the man's hair. He breaks the kiss, breath hot against Kirk's lips. ]
Heh, I know, right? Just... even for me it feels like forever.
[ It felt like a long time, like he needed to relearn everything. What Fenris had told him earlier still swirled around his head, dredging up a slurry of feelings that he just wasn't ready to deal with, couldn't rightly process just yet. This - this was easier, equally necessary. A distraction and a reminder.
His hand slid from Fenris' rear to between his legs, licking his lips as he pressed their foreheads together. ]
[And Fenris was more than happy to help him in that regard. In whatever ways he could within his power. He lets out a low groan, shifting into Kirk's touch, pressing a kiss to his cheek. ]
[ A kiss to the cheek felt more sincere than some of the deeper kisses he'd received from Fenris, the sweetness of it warming him. Slowly he rubbed his palm back and forth between Fenris' legs, looping his other arm around Fenris' chest. ]
[The groan deepens, reverberating in his chest as his hand moves to grip Kirk's shoulders, trying to keep his knees from buckling as he grows under the man's touch. He laughs, deep, throaty and lusty as one hand slips down between Kirk's legs to treat him in turn. ]
[ Pride swelled, recognizing the tremor in Fenris for what it was, tightening his grip just a bit - even though it was entirely possible he would have simply gone down with Fenris. He answered Fenris with his own groan, rocking ever so lightly into his grip. He wasn't sure if he should be embarrassed or not that so light a touch was all it really took to get him excited. ]
I'll have to be sure to prepare a suitable way to thank you.
[Fenris liked it. Knowing how well he could press Kirk's buttons. It gives him a touch of pride of his own. He kisses her corner of Kirk's lips, light and gentle, a far cry from his usual biting aggression. He was sacred- scared Kirk would never wake. That he had lost him. He's exercising a little more caution.
His fingers quicken, thumb rubbing over his tip. ]
[ Later, he would want that aggression. He would want all of Fenris, the full measure of the elf he was coming to love in his own way. For now, though, this tenderness was good, just as much as his body could handle.
He gasped softly against Fenris' ear, closing his lips on the tip as his hips rocked into Fenris' grasp. His own thumb mirrored Fenris' motions, brushing his pinky along the underside. ]
[Oh, and he would get it. All of that and more. Once he knew Kirk was rested and resettled on the ship.
His response is swallowed up by a groan at the treatment, burying his face in Kirk's chest, muttering low in Tevene as the man does that to his ear. His hand tightens on Kirk's member, squeezing as his thumb continues to brush across the tip. With each downward stroke, his fingers push and fondle the man's balls, absolutely aiming to push him to the edge and quickly. ]
[ Fingers pressed into silver hair, holding him against his chest. He
gasped and huffed into Fenris' ear, breaths hot. Honestly, it wasn't fair
how Fenris knew just what buttons to push, just where to stroke and the
sounds to make. Simply not fair after he had gone without for so long
(well, long by his standards). Hopefully Fenris wouldn't hold that against
him.
Kirk's hips jerked, gasps turning shallow and high. Tightness pulled
at his cock and balls, shuddering as everything suddenly released at once.
He cried out, releasing between them. His knees sank a little, but he kept
moving his hand along Fenris' cock. ]
[Fenris didn't hold it against him at all. Speed was definitely of the essence this time around. They could take their time with it later, when Kirk had re-established himself and they had the privacy of his quarters. They could take as much time as they wished, then.
He cries out his own release, muffled against the crook of Kirk's neck. His fingers stay tightly gripped on the other man, keeping himself upright as he catches his breath and comes back down. ]
[ He stood in silence except for the panting of their breaths and the patter-hiss of the shower. He held Fenris close, skin tingling and hot for all the best reasons. Thank god he was here, otherwise he was sure he'd be slumped down on the tiles. Frankly he was tempted to go down their anyways and just sit with Fenris, letting the shower wash them clean. ]
Well, good morning indeed.
[ A smile kissed the tip of Fenris' ear, knowing they should move, and deciding to risk it a few heartbeats longer. ]
[ He had a point. He didn't like it when Fenris had a point - or at least, not right this moment. He was comfortable and momentarily sated, and it was difficult to justify turning off the source of heat and not just lay there awhile longer with his lover. Well, except for decency and conservation of resources.
Damn it.
Kirk grumbled, kissing the side of Fenris' neck and untangling himself, reaching back to stop the spray. ]
I won't tell if you won't.
[ This despite the fact he was moving to grab towels for them, seriously debating just walking back to the room in one because were they honestly going to stay in their clothing once they got back to his room? ]
[Something Fenris wouldn't especially object to. The towels. He steps out taking one and trying it around his waist, using another to try and get some of the camp out of his hair.]
[ Slicked back, he meant. It added a sort of debonair to the elf that
was rather stunning. Not that he would want it on him all the time, but now
and then - hello ~ Kirk swiftly dried himself off and brushed the towel
through his own hair, gathering up his dirty clothes to put to the laundry.
At which point his stomach decided to make its own means known. He glanced
at Fenris, smiling sheepishly. ]
[Sorry, Kirk, he's going to keep his hair messy and mostly covering his face, but he will remember that- even if he...probably won't do anything to change it. ]
You haven't eaten in a month, I think it's rather important that we do.
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...Or rather, what he assumes being a love-struck teenager would feel like. He rolls his eyes at it, letting out a soft 'tch' in response. Still, he returns that kiss, deepening it slowly, pouring into it the feelings he cannot yet allow to come to fruition, the words he is not sure he will ever truly be able to say. All go into that kiss. ]
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He pulled back, panting, letting out a warm laugh against Fenris' cheek. ]
Well, good morning to you too, Fenris.
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[His voice is a little more husky from the kiss, a smirk playing across his lips. His fingers move up to brush Kirk's hair side a little, wiping away a few droplets of water in the process. ]
I believe you were supposed to be getting clean.
[He says these words, but he clearly does not care one iota that they are not using the shower for its intended purpose. ]
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[ His hands cupped Fenris' ribs, slowly sliding down his sides to the narrow arch of his hips. He traced the curve of bones, the sharp line of his v and out around to his thighs, back up along the same path. Memory sharpened with each movement, moaning just under his breath. ]
We really need to upgrade to private bathrooms...
[ Because the things he wanted to do just then were not appropriate for public, not at all. ]
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He chuckles, leaning in to give Kirk's jaw a light nip. ]
I couldn't agree more.
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Damn it, he had never thought he could miss a sound as much as he did that laugh. ]
So we're agreed. This cycle, put in for private bathrooms - or at least a step closer to them.
[ Which wasn't stopping his hands from wandering, from stealing another kiss. ]
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Though if we keep this up, it will hardly matter.
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[ It felt like a long time, like he needed to relearn everything. What Fenris had told him earlier still swirled around his head, dredging up a slurry of feelings that he just wasn't ready to deal with, couldn't rightly process just yet. This - this was easier, equally necessary. A distraction and a reminder.
His hand slid from Fenris' rear to between his legs, licking his lips as he pressed their foreheads together. ]
We'll keep it on the to do list anyways, yeah?
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I'll be sure to write it down somewhere.
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Sorry to have you do so much for me.
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I am sure I will suffer through it well.
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I'll have to be sure to prepare a suitable way to thank you.
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His fingers quicken, thumb rubbing over his tip. ]
Oh, I am sure you can manage that.
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He gasped softly against Fenris' ear, closing his lips on the tip as his hips rocked into Fenris' grasp. His own thumb mirrored Fenris' motions, brushing his pinky along the underside. ]
I'm honored you have such faith in me, Fenris.
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His response is swallowed up by a groan at the treatment, burying his face in Kirk's chest, muttering low in Tevene as the man does that to his ear. His hand tightens on Kirk's member, squeezing as his thumb continues to brush across the tip. With each downward stroke, his fingers push and fondle the man's balls, absolutely aiming to push him to the edge and quickly. ]
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[ Fingers pressed into silver hair, holding him against his chest. He gasped and huffed into Fenris' ear, breaths hot. Honestly, it wasn't fair how Fenris knew just what buttons to push, just where to stroke and the sounds to make. Simply not fair after he had gone without for so long (well, long by his standards). Hopefully Fenris wouldn't hold that against him.
Kirk's hips jerked, gasps turning shallow and high. Tightness pulled at his cock and balls, shuddering as everything suddenly released at once. He cried out, releasing between them. His knees sank a little, but he kept moving his hand along Fenris' cock. ]
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He cries out his own release, muffled against the crook of Kirk's neck. His fingers stay tightly gripped on the other man, keeping himself upright as he catches his breath and comes back down. ]
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Well, good morning indeed.
[ A smile kissed the tip of Fenris' ear, knowing they should move, and deciding to risk it a few heartbeats longer. ]
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Hmmm, indeed.
[Still, all good things must end. He exhales, moving to stand a little more away. ]
Come on, we had best get cleared up before we use up all the hot water.
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Damn it.
Kirk grumbled, kissing the side of Fenris' neck and untangling himself, reaching back to stop the spray. ]
I won't tell if you won't.
[ This despite the fact he was moving to grab towels for them, seriously debating just walking back to the room in one because were they honestly going to stay in their clothing once they got back to his room? ]
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[Something Fenris wouldn't especially object to. The towels. He steps out taking one and trying it around his waist, using another to try and get some of the camp out of his hair.]
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Aw, I liked it like that.
[ Slicked back, he meant. It added a sort of debonair to the elf that was rather stunning. Not that he would want it on him all the time, but now and then - hello ~ Kirk swiftly dried himself off and brushed the towel through his own hair, gathering up his dirty clothes to put to the laundry. At which point his stomach decided to make its own means known. He glanced at Fenris, smiling sheepishly. ]
Mind if we break for a snack?
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[Sorry, Kirk, he's going to keep his hair messy and mostly covering his face, but he will remember that- even if he...probably won't do anything to change it. ]
You haven't eaten in a month, I think it's rather important that we do.