[ None of Jim's reaction surprises Kurt, right until his last sentence. Kurt pauses in the middle of rubbing the other man's back, an eyebrow raising. ]
That's not something people generally tell me right after I've teleported. Sure you're alright, Jim? [ Despite a genuine concern, Kurt's voice sounds more amused than anything. He lifts his chin slightly to give his companion more room, one of his fangs catching his own lower lip. Jim felt good pressed against him; strange, for all Kurt's experience thus far had been with women. Even the hardest of them had been--well, no. Some of them had not been softer than the man in his arms, but it made the desire to find out how different mouthing the flatter planes of Jim's chest no less heady. The spade of his tail raises to ghost over one of his legs, tracing the curve of muscle. Kurt's voice comes out lower, rumbling slightly in his chest. ] Jim?
[ Kurt was softer than he imagined - not for lack of muscle, but for
the soft fur. He wanted to bury himself in it, curl up and nest into the
heat of it even as his body ached. He nuzzled down along his throat, down
over his shoulders, shifting his weight to try and push Kurt down and back
so he could make his way to Kurt's chest. He could smell sweat and sulfur
and an earthyness and the vibrations of the other's rumble pulled a groan
from his lips. ]
I'm good. I'm good. Just feeling really hot, is all.
I wonder why that is. [ Kurt's retort comes out softer than he'd intended, distracted by, well, Jim. Kurt allows himself to be pressed into the bed, though his hips arch long enough for his tail to move, allowing him more comfort and freedom of movement. His hands slide down the other man's back, fingers curling around the hem of his shirt and working it up. Once Jim's shifted down to his chest, he lifts his own head to watch the man, vague confusion tinting the heat in his expression. ]
[ Kirk lifted himself up, pausing in his exploration enough for Kurt to tug the shirt off him. He smiled up at that confused expression, leaning up to kiss it briefly before he worked his way back down, brushing his lips over the arch of his clavicles. Down further still, pressing kisses to Kurt's chest, working a path towards a dark nipple.
Bright eyes, full of heat and mischief, gazed up at Kurt through a veil of gold as lips closed around the bud. He sucked, tongue drawing a slow circle, pressing with his teeth. ]
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That's not something people generally tell me right after I've teleported. Sure you're alright, Jim? [ Despite a genuine concern, Kurt's voice sounds more amused than anything. He lifts his chin slightly to give his companion more room, one of his fangs catching his own lower lip. Jim felt good pressed against him; strange, for all Kurt's experience thus far had been with women. Even the hardest of them had been--well, no. Some of them had not been softer than the man in his arms, but it made the desire to find out how different mouthing the flatter planes of Jim's chest no less heady. The spade of his tail raises to ghost over one of his legs, tracing the curve of muscle. Kurt's voice comes out lower, rumbling slightly in his chest. ] Jim?
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[ Kurt was softer than he imagined - not for lack of muscle, but for the soft fur. He wanted to bury himself in it, curl up and nest into the heat of it even as his body ached. He nuzzled down along his throat, down over his shoulders, shifting his weight to try and push Kurt down and back so he could make his way to Kurt's chest. He could smell sweat and sulfur and an earthyness and the vibrations of the other's rumble pulled a groan from his lips. ]
I'm good. I'm good. Just feeling really hot, is all.
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Bright eyes, full of heat and mischief, gazed up at Kurt through a veil of gold as lips closed around the bud. He sucked, tongue drawing a slow circle, pressing with his teeth. ]