A/N

Lazy morning with... drabble series, with Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers from Marvel, and Jim Kirk and Leonard McCoy from Star Trek. If the mood strikes me, some other characters later.

Sensored because of TOS. Unsencored version on Tumblr or AO3, under same username as here.

Good morning, darlin'

It was the hard member pressing against her ass that woke her. Leonard had his hands wrapped tightly around her, his breath hard against her neck.

"Len?"

There was no answer. He was still sleeping. But she wanted him.

Experimentally, she wiggled her ass against him. Leonard let out a sound between a sigh and a groan, but it didn't wake him. She took his hand that rested on her waist, and pulled it gently up to her breast. Instinctively it seemed, he cupped it. Then she wiggled against him again.

"Lee..." she moaned. The feeling of him so hard against her back made her all needy. She laid her hand above his, and made his squeeze her breast, while grinding against him.

She could feel him waking up behind her. Slightly confused sounds came from him, until his brain caught up with his body. "Darlin'?"

"Need you, Lee..." she begged. "Please."

A string of curses slipped from his lips, before his knee nudged between her thighs, making her lift one to give him room. His hand slipped from her breast to guide himself into her.

"Please, Lee."

"When you beg, love..." His voice was gravelly, and her breath left her.

Sleep still weighing on them both, Leonard stayed still, just wanting to feel her around him. He held her tight against his front, feeling her entire body against his. Lips went to her shoulder, marking her as he began to move slowly, so slowly. It was torturous, she needed more friction. But the torture was also so good.

"God, sweetheart... I'm not gonna last long," Leonard whined against her shoulder.

"Me neither." Her hand moved to the back of his head, carding her fingers through his soft hair. She turned her had to capture his lips with her. Leonard's hips stilled for a seconds as their lips met, but soon picked up the slow, leisurely pace.

She felt the coil tightening in her stomach. "Lee, Lee, Lee..." she chanted as her hand clawed at the end of the sheet covering them.

Leonard changed the angle slightly and it had her walls fluttering around him. She was so close, she was shaking. And she could tell that he was close too, from the way his lips were attached to her shoulder, his breath hitting her skin like fire.

"Are you close?" he asked, voice muffled.

She hummed breathlessly.

His hand moved down between her legs and easily slid two skilled fingers in between her folds, tumbling her over the edge.

"Fuck," she groaned, drawing out the last sound as her climac washed over her, Leonard's hips still moving. Her whimpers and sighs was his undoing, and he snapped his hips hard against her. His forehead rested on her shoulder and a low groan was wrenched from him.

For several long moments, neither of them moved. But eventually, she turned around and looked into his face.

"Good morning, darlin'," Leonard said, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips.

She giggled as she replied. "Good morning, love."