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I Need You: 10
Jim's P.O.V.
"Where the hell are you going kid?" Bones questioned me.
"I'm going to the bar," I explained, "Wanna come with me?"
"Why? So you can find someone and leave me there alone again? No thank you," he grumbled at me.
I shrugged, heading out the door, eyeing the door across from ours. Ever since our kiss a couple weeks ago Anna had been avoiding me. I have been trying to get over it, going home with girl after girl. Bones had finally put his foot down after his third time walking in on me with someone, telling me to take my sexual escapades elsewhere. Molly was apparently going through the same thing in their quarters with Anna, finally telling her to go to her partners places instead of bringing them back here. With both of us banned from our own quarters, I have barely seen her besides in class.
It was a Saturday evening and as I headed across campus I spotted Anna. She wasn't in uniform and walking quickly. I watched as she left a building that I have never been to, mostly because I had no reason to considering it was staff housing. What the hell was she coming out of there for. She was flushed, her hair tousled in the wind, and I could see those damned marks on her neck from here.
"Holy shit," I mumbled to myself, turning and walking quickly back to my quarters.
"Bones!" I yelled, entering in a rush, pacing back and forth.
"What the hell kid! I thought you were going out," Bones yelled, jumping up from his chair in surprise.
"Bones, that guy. The one Anna has been seeing since we got here, I think-," I broke off, unsure of what exactly to say.
"Spit it out Jim! Is Anna ok?" Bones asked, already heading for his medical kit.
"Bones, I think the man she's seeing is a Professor," I spit out.
"Are you crazy?" Bones asked, obviously not believing me, "Why would you say that Jim?"
I stopped, spinning to face him, "I don't know Bones, maybe the fact that I just saw her coming out of the staff housing building!"
"She could be doing anything Jim, she's a TA, she could of had a question for one of her classes, anything. You shouldn't jump to conclusions and you need to calm down before you give yourself a stroke damn it," Bones complained.
He pushed me down into a chair, forcing me to look at him, "Just calm down kid. You have no proof that anything is going on. There are a lot of reasons that Anna could have been there that do not involve her sleeping with a professor. Why don't you just go ask her?"
"Right," I said, standing up, "You're right. I should just go ask her."
Anna's P.O.V.
I had just settled down onto the couch, legs stretched out, and feet resting on the coffee table with a giant stack of pads next to me when James burst through the door.
"Well hello there," I said sarcastically, "No need to knock or anything."
"Sorry," he mumbled, looking quite uncomfortable.
"What can I do for you James?"
"I just wanted to make sure you were ok. I saw you coming out of the staff housing building when I was walking across campus and I wanted to make sure nothing was wrong."
"Oh," I said, gesturing to the giant stack of pads next to me, "Captain Pike just wanted me to stop by and get these so they would be ready to return on Monday."
I was secretly happy that Chris was having a poker game with a few colleagues tonight, making him unavailable for our usual activities so I didn't have to lie to James.
"Oh," he breathed, visibly relaxing.
"Are you alright?" I asked him, turning to face him.
"Yeah, I'm fine Anna. I'm sorry for bothering you," he said, backing towards the door, "I will leave you to it."
"You can stay if you want. I could use the company since Molly if off God knows where," I told him, motioning for him to take a seat on the other end of the couch.
He sat, still looking uncertain.
"What is the matter with you today? Just spit it out already," I said, turning to face him.
"Nothing. It's-," he tried starting several times and then finally, "Never mind."
We sat quietly for a few moments, neither of us knowing what to say.
"No, you know what? I'm just going to say it. I'm your friend and it needs to be said," he told me firmly, "Why the hell are you letting some boy mark you like you're his fucking property?"
"James," I started, uncertain how to continue, "It's not like that..it's- uh well, I like it."
"You like being marked like a fire hydrant?" he deadpanned.
"No, not exactly the marks," I explained, "I like how it feels when it's happening. The thought of him losing control like that, the fine line between pain and pleasure."
"Anna, it might be a loss of control thing on some level, and I can understand the pain/pleasure thing, but he could do it somewhere that can't be seen. He chooses to do it up high so it can be seen over your uniform so others see it and know that someone already has you."
I sighed, not knowing what to say to him to make him understand anything I was feeling. Nobody was understanding me. This is what I wanted, what I deserved, what I have always had. I didn't do mushy dating, relationships, or making love. I did casual, flings, if I was with someone more than once I made sure the other person had no intention of anything more, or simply couldn't offer more.
"James-," I started, frustrated hands running through my hair.
"Anna, shit. I know how you feel. Probably like I do, but you don't have to do it like this. Worrying your friends like crazy because you keep coming home with those marks and hurt."
"It's none of your damn business! Or Molly's! Or Leonard's! I'm a consenting adult, I can do whatever the hell I want," I burst out, standing and turning to him in anger.
"You don't know what you want," he yelled back, standing and facing me as well.
I took a moment to calm myself, sitting back down, "Then please, why don't you inform me of what I want."
We sat in silence, both fidgeting.
"Oh, fuck this," I heard from beside me.
In the next second, all of the pads were pushed off the couch, clattering onto the floor, and James was next to me, pulling my head roughly into his hands and kissing me deeply.
This time it wasn't a sweet, asking permission type of kiss like the first time. He knew he already had permission, and he wasn't asking anyways. My heart clenched and I instantly pulled him closer. It felt so right, our bodies fitting together perfectly.
Then I understood exactly what he was doing. He was going to show me how things could be different, but still the same.
"Get up," he growled at me.
I stood obediently, letting him pull my jacket from my arms. I was pushed onto my back on the couch, James' body immediately covering mine. His mouth found mine again, prying it open with his tongue and probing deeply, exploring every part of my body he could reach.
His lips were everywhere. Leaving my mouth and trailing over my jaw, my shoulders, my neck. Lips brushing, kissing; tongue licking down the side of my neck that was marked. Cherishing, worshiping it and leaving no marks. Driving me out of my mind, and still no marks.
He was mumbling to himself in between kisses but I had given up on trying to understand him. Something about 'beautiful' and 'fucking idiots'.
Suddenly he pulled away slightly, "Bones will fix these," dipping his head to nip at the marks on my neck.
Apparently a simple whimper was not the answer he was looking for. He pulled back with a growl, eyes blazing, "I'm not asking. When I am done here, Anna, Bones is going to fix these. Then, once they're gone, you're not coming back with them anymore, got it?"
I stared up at him, transfixed by the intensity of his gaze.
"Anna, I asked you a damn question," he whispered, deadly quiet, getting my attention, "Now, are you or are you not going to come home with these marks again?"
I took too long to answer again and he ground his hips down into mine, causing me to cry out, "No, no. Not anymore, James. I promise."
He let a small grunt of approval leave his chest before falling over me again.
I moaned into his open mouth as he pushed his hips down into me once again. His lips trailed over my collar bone, stopping at the hollow of my neck, heading down my chest. He pulled back slightly, tugging the collar of my shirt lower and exposing my bra. I heard his hum of approval and then he resumed his trail on my chest. Making his way closer and closer to my bra, finally reaching it and slowly inching fingers inside the cup. Reaching for what I wanted his to touch so badly, my hips were moving under his, trying desperately to gain some sort of friction.
"Jesus Christ Anna! What did I ask you to do? Just go to their place! It's not that hard. I swear, I feel like I'm-," Molly came in the door ranting, stopping upon seeing James' shocked face.
"Oh shit," she said, "I'm so sorry. I'll just uh yeah," she stuttered, fleeing to the safety of the bathroom.
"Fuck," I moaned, rearranging myself and pushing off from the couch, bending to pick up all the pads that had been thrown.
James bent to help me after adjusting himself in his pants. I could still see the bulge under his jeans and it was taking everything in me to not push him on the couch and finish what we had started, not caring if Molly were to come out or not.
"Can I come out yet?" we heard faintly from behind the bathroom door.
James bit back a growl, but called out, "Yes."
Jim's P.O.V.
Blue balls. That's what I had, a major case of blue balls. This was the second time we had been interrupted. Granted, the first time we were in public but for some reason I doubted that would matter to Anna if Bones hadn't called. Now Molly had come busting in, and I knew damn well that we wouldn't have stopped this time. I know I all but growled at Molly, but I couldn't help it. Any man would react that way if they had the most beautiful woman they had ever seen sprawled out under them and begging for more.
I shook my head, trying to calm myself as Anna and Molly talked among themselves. Next thing I knew, Bones would be busting through the door with my luck.
Bones. I needed Bones. I actually did need him to be busting through the door before any of the stubbornness could re enter Anna and she refused to let him fix her neck.
I typed out a quick message on my communicator and typed out a quick message to Bones.
One.. Two.. Three.. Four.. Five.. Six..
There was a commotion in the hallway and then there he was, busting through the door like someone was dying in here, "Where is she? What's the matter? What happened?"
"What the hell," I heard Molly gasp out.
"Jesus Christ, Bones," I said, "I asked you to bring the re-generator, not give everyone a heart attack. And six whole seconds? That's a pretty shitty response time."
He sent me an annoyed glance before pulling out his tricorder and scanning Anna.
The sharp glance she shot my way made me grin.
"So what is it that you wanted, Jim?" Bones questioned.
"I don't want anything, Anna does," I replied.
"What can I do for you darlin'?" he asked, turning to her. He never regarded me with that voice.
She said something, but nobody could hear her.
"You need to speak up," I told Anna.
She looked up, staring me down but talking to Bones, "I want you to fix the marks on my neck."
"Anna. Why do you want him to fix them for you?" I knew I was egging her on but she simply narrowed her eyes at me.
"I want you to fix them, Leonard, because I'm not going to be coming back with them anymore."
I smiled, looking very proud of myself.
Bones and Molly look surprised but he quickly sprang into action.
30 minutes later, her neck looked good as new. Bones went back to our quarters to study and Molly laid on her bed with a book.
I walked to the door, Anna fast behind me.
"I could kick your ass right now," she muttered, trying to keep our conversation between us.
"You could, or you could just kiss me goodnight," I said smugly.
She rolled her eyes, but also rolled up onto the balls of her feet and gave me a kiss meant to have me thinking about her all night. Not that I really needed a kiss for that.
She pulled back, looking far too smug, "Goodnight, James."
"Goodnight, Anna," I sighed.
"What the hell was that all about, kid?" I was asked immediately after entering my room.
"I don't know exactly Bones, but I got her to fix those marks on her neck and agree to not let him put them there anymore," I explained.
"Yes, and?" he look expectantly up at me from his desk.
"And, now I'm going to find out who this guy is," I stated.