Prompt: Pike, McCoy - Spring Fever
Spring Fever
″I've heard it said, Doc, that there are some people who are very sensitive to the changing of the seasons and the number of hours spent in the sun.″ Chris groaned as he shifted position, hips quivering, and his jaw worked as he clenched his teeth against the onslaught of sensation. He took a deep breath in an attempt to regain some semblance of reason, as well as to keep himself from keening loudly and announcing their presence to anyone wandering by the barely-concealed and not-at-all private balcony of his office.
″Those people generally feel an increase in energy, vitality,″ Chris groaned softly as he buried his hands in soft brown hair and pressed himself upwards, searching for relief that was denied him over and over again. ″And sexual appetite. You ever heard of this phenomenon?″
Mouth otherwise engaged, Leonard merely hummed his agreement, causing sparks to shoot up Chris' spine and his fingers to clench convulsively in Leonard's hair. God, I love Spring.