The thunder roared in the distance as Jim hugged both of them. "Family forever, right?"
"Of course Jimbo. Who else would have us?"
"Love you little brother. Now get some rest."
They all headed to bed. Len started to go towards the door to his spare room. "Where are you going?"
"I wasn't going to assume anything Seri."
"Get over here. After last night I doubt I will ever want to sleep without you next to me." He smiled a tired smile, but it was a genuine one. They took a shower, and got ready for bed. "I don't remember making the bed."
"Mama has a cleaning lady. We were out when she was here. Her name is Sarah; you'll like her."
"How did your talk go?"
"Better than I expected. She always knew. It turns out dad wasn't who he led me to believe he was. Mama said I am everything he couldn't be; that I was always a better man than him. I'm still processing everything she told me."
Seri got out of bed and walked to the dresser. He loved to watch her as she walked naked across his room, her hair flowed down her back until it hit the dimple above her butt. "Take off your shirt Dr. McCoy."
"What?"
"Take off your shirt doctor." She removed something from his top dresser drawer. He was mesmerized. Normally he liked to be in charge in the bedroom, but this was erotic. He removed his shirt as ordered. "Lights 15%. Don't move doctor." She moved toward him and crawled slowly up the bed. "Move to the middle of the bed." This was definitely getting interesting.
She took something from her hands and laid it on her pillow, but blocked his view. She took both of his wrists in her hand, and brought his hands over his head. The other hand held something he couldn't make out in the darkened room. Then he felt the silk as it slipped around and through his wrists. She drew his arms slightly higher and tied them to the slat in the headboard. Whatever was on the pillow was now placed under it. "Lights 40%"
Her eyes, all he could see were her eyes; all he could feel was her. She was in his soul again. Len had never remembered getting this hard without touching, not even with Joce. Get it together McCoy before you embarrass yourself. She smiled at him; she "heard" that. She hooked her fingers into his underwear and released him from their constricting confines. She never removed her eyes from his; not as she licked her lips, not as he pulled against the restraint. She ran her nails down his thighs leaving pink trails all the way to his feet. She enjoyed making him growl and strain trying to get to her.
Tonight was about him. She licked her way back up his legs until she reached his balls, and sucked them gently. Thank the four deities she was a doctor, or she would have missed the signals and this would have been over far too soon. She made her way to the top of his cock, it was already slick with precum. She wanted to lick it, to taste him, but not yet. She took him in her hand and applied pressure under the head with her thumb. "Not yet doctor. I'll let you know when you can cum."
His growl echoed in the room as he arched under her touch. The tension in his groin slightly released; just enough that he knew this was going to take a while. Slowly she ran her tongue up his body until she had her head buried in his neck. He could feel her licking and nipping, sharp but not enough to leave a mark. She couldn't get enough of his taste and smell. His smell pulled at her; honey, vanilla, mint, and a clean country breeze. But the taste, lightly salted honey; damn, nothing had prepared her for that. She captured his mouth, running her tongue over his bottom lip. He opened for her, allowing their tongues to caress; neither could get deep enough to completely satisfy.
She reached under the pillow as she pulled away. Sweat was beading on both of them as she looked into his eyes; those eyes that first stared at her over his PADD. Now they were barely hazel; now they were black and wild. She had no doubt he wanted to devour her, but it was her turn to play. "Close your eyes." He obeyed as she used one of his ties to blindfold him. Last night was all about climbing into each other through their eyes. Tonight would be all for him; he needed to feel, just feel.
"Tonight doctor I'm going to make you scream." She whispered it into his ear as she licked and sucked gently behind it.
His dick twitched. "I don't scream darlin'."
"You will." Her hands danced along his chest down to his abdomen, with her mouth following only as far as his chest. She licked and sucked his nipple, this time leaving a purple welt. She did the same to the other as he moaned and writhed under her. She made a mental note; one day make him cum just by sucking his nipples.
She reached down between his legs as she continued to suck and lick his chest. "Fuckin hell, Seri…" She started to slowly jerk him off, never taking her mouth from his chest. He dug his heels into the mattress as his hands strained against the restraint. "Goddamn please, Seri I can't, fuck..."
He couldn't see anything; he didn't know what she would do next. Erotic didn't begin to describe this night. She continued to jack him off as she gently rubbed the head of his throbbing dick. The precum smeared over the tip; she made sure she didn't get it tacky. Then she drug her tongue from his chest to lick up his neck and under his jaw. "God you taste good." He moaned as his head fell back between his arms.
Before he could recover from her tongue, her mouth was on his dick. "Fuck! Damn, god…" He was breathing through his teeth trying to resist the urge to thrust down her throat. She crawled between his legs and ran her tongue up the underside of his cock. He twitched as she swirled her tongue around the head, sticking it in the tip. The precum was salty and the taste made her as wet as he was hard. His growling was getting louder, urging her on. She moaned as she took him completely, going down as far as she could, wrapping her hand around his base. "Agggghhhh!"
"Scream for me."
"No." He said through clenched teeth. "I don't scream."
She started a rhythm with her hand and mouth, sucking hard on the upstroke, licking with the flat of her tongue on the down stroke. Until, she felt his balls pull up. "Not yet. I'm not done with you yet." She stopped blowing him and moved to his hips; sucking along his hip bones leaving her marks.
"Please Seri."
"I think I like you like this doctor. You belong to me and I decided tonight I am going to drive you crazy."
"Fuck me! I need you to fuck me!" He was straining at the restraint until his hands were red.
She moved up straddling him at his waist. "What do you want?"
"Fuck me goddamn it!" She shifted, he thought she was moving off the bed. Was she trying to kill him? He was wound tight, just a little more and he would break. Len was devising ways to get out of the restraint; he could break the headboard then have it fixed. Anything to grab her, to feel her. He wanted his hands over every part of her. "Agh! Damn!"
She took him inside her in one quick motion; then stopped. She was on her knees and shins with his dick inside her, and her hand lightly scratching his balls. After a good minute she started to ride him; slowly, painfully slowly, at first. He fit inside her perfectly; she felt him hit her cervix as he thrusted up. The pain was getting her off. It wasn't too much. She laid flat on top of him, sucking both of his nipples as she continued to ride his cock.
He started groaning as he thrusted into her. He couldn't control it. Everything was out of his control, everything. That was what Seri had been waiting for. She was riding him faster now, her clit rubbing against him along with the rhythm of his thrusts. She could feel her dripping onto him. She wasn't going to last much longer. Her walls were spasming as her nipples became almost painfully hard.
He was panting, trying to hold back she leaned to his ear. "Cum for me. Cum now."
That was all it took. He screamed as his release came. She was moaning as her orgasm took her. He couldn't stop, moaning, thrashing, thrusting, and straining. He came again screaming, "Fuck! Seri, I can't stop cumming. I can't sto…" The last word died in his throat as he strained against the restraint, every muscle tight. Everything went black as he lost consciousness.
She got off of him and untied him quickly. The blindfold was removed, and she gently pushed the hair from his forehead. "Imzadi? Baby?"
He started to come to. "You need to tell me what that word means." His smile was weak, but he was back with her.
"There is no literal translation. Soulmate, or beloved comes close; but even those aren't completely accurate. It is more a connection of souls I guess."
He turned to her. "I love you Imzadi." She kissed him as he brought his hand up behind her head, pulling her in closer.
"Tonight was about you." She got up and went to the bathroom for a warm washcloth and a cold glass of water. He took the glass as she cleaned him up.
"You don't have to do that darlin'."
"Really? Care to try standing up?"
"Nope. I've never passed out before."
"You've never had someone make it all about you. And I bet you never completely surrendered control to anyone."
"I never trusted anyone enough to do that. How did you get me to cum twice?"
Seri just smiled. She pulled the covers over them and snuggled in. There was no way either of them would be able to stand long enough for a shower. "I thought you didn't scream."
"You know Jim is going to say something about that."
"Yes, but thankfully I can tell you, your mom was asleep." He turned pink.
Everyone needed to wake early. The meeting at Emory was at 10:00. Mama wanted to make sure they were all fed. The night before Len had told her not to come. Jim and Seri would make sure he didn't do, or say anything stupid. She knew it wouldn't look good for him to bring his mommy; so, as hard as it was, she agreed to stay home. Though she did have a gift arriving at the meeting.
George Armistead was an old family friend of hers. He always had a thing for Lena, and she had been attracted to him even though they were both married to others. They never acted on those feelings, both were too honorable. Honorable, she snickered at the fact that the word was the first that came to mind when she thought of George. He may be her best friend, but he was also one of the top defense attorneys in Georgia.
She wouldn't let that bastard she married ruin her son. Len would never call his godfather for help, so Lena did. Last night had been a turning point for Len and her. They would always be parent and child, but now they were equals in every other way. He was no longer the boy looking for permission and approval. Now he was a full grown man, ready for whatever Emory, or for that matter the universe, threw at him. She smiled as she finished the batter for the pancakes.
The sun was up. Jim could sleep through the roosters, but not the sun. Why he forgot to draw the curtains was beyond him. It was going to be a fun morning; after last night's noises kept him up he decided Bones was fair game.
Before he ventured downstairs he grabbed his PADD. The class rankings should be out by now and he was curious. It took a few minutes to access the right screen. What he saw gave him the biggest smile he had in years. Screw teasing him about the sexual calisthenics, this was better.
Shit! He was going to need a suit for today. Maybe Bones had one; they were close in size. "Hey, does Bones have an extra suit and shoes?"
"Are you the same size?"
"Close enough. I can make it work. I know the pants will fit. I stole his uniform ones a few times."
"I'll see what I can find."
"I bet he is relaxed this morning."
"Yes he is. Smartass."
Len was still asleep, but he needed to get up soon. It was already 06:00. Seri took her shower quickly, dried off, and crawled back into bed. "Baby, time to wake up."
"No, need more sleep."
"Mama is making pancakes, and I don't think you want to go down to breakfast smelling like sex."
One eye opened. "I'm getting up. I think you broke me last night. Damn, my legs are still stiff."
"Wait till you see your chest and pelvis." She was giggling. This couldn't be good. "Jim wanted to know if you had a suit and shoes he could borrow for today."
Len thought for a moment. His suits were all bespoke, so there was no way they would fit Jim. "My suits won't fit him, but I have a sport coat and pants that might work." He got up, threw on underwear, and went to the large armoire against the hallway's common wall. He grabbed a navy blue blazar, dark grey dress pants, a white shirt, and shoes. Before Seri could stop him he walked across to Jim's room and knocked on the door. "Jim open up. I've got something for you to ware."
Jim opened the door and gratefully took the clothes. "Good look for you Bones." He said with a smirk.
"What? You've seen me in my underwear before; hell, you've seen me naked."
"That's not what I was referring to. Meet you downstairs."
Len went back to his room. Seri was staring at him in disbelief. "I can't believe you went to Jim's room like that."
"I don't get it. We all walk around in our underwear."
She pushed him until he stood in front of the full length mirror. "Lights 50%."
"Oh hell! This is going to be ammunition for years." He had bite marks and bruises along the tops of his hips and both of his nipples were purple. How he wished he had pulled his underwear up higher and threw on a shirt.
"Len you need to get showered."
"Yeah." She felt his mood drop. He was nervous; everything was on the line. He worked so hard to get where he was, and today he could lose it all. He headed for the shower.
She followed him in and leaned against the counter. "If I can't go into the room with you, I can still be in your head. Would you like that?"
He stepped under the warm water and let it hit his back. "Please, I need you with me."
"I'll always be with you."
Seri threw on a black dress she brought, and her high heels. She put her hair up and put on makeup. She looked like a consummate professional. Len showered, shaved, and pulled a bottle down from the bathroom shelf. Creed Green Irish Tweed, earthy and understated; a good choice for a day when you needed to be taken seriously. He dressed quickly. Today Dr. Leonard McCoy looked like a model. A navy blue suit, white shirt, and deep burgundy tie. Seri decided he was the handsomest man she had ever seen. "Come on Peaches, Mama's waiting."
Jim was already eating when they arrived in the kitchen. "Don't get anything on those clothes. I don't have anything else that would fit you."
"I can be an adult when I need to be. Do you have a tie I could borrow?"
"Seri, can you grab one while I make your plate? You know where they are." She turned red as he winked at her.
She couldn't remember Len joking like this before; something had changed. It was a good change, but a change none the less. Seri grabbed a blue and black striped silk tie with white crests on it. It would look good with the blazar. She handed it to Jim as she went to her place a t the table.
Mrs. McCoy had been watching the interaction. Her son had made a family for himself. Now, they were her family as well.
"Jim, let's switch ties."
"Why Bones? Does it look stupid?" Jim was trying to learn proper dress etiquette, but it seemed harder for him than quantum mechanics.
"No, I just don't feel anyone would believe you graduated from Hopkins Medical School."
"Oh." They switched ties. "Don't you think I could fake it?"
"You mean like you did diplomacy class?"
"Hey! I got a 4.0 in the end. By the way, the class rankings were posted. I'm officially smarter than both of you." Lena almost choked on her orange juice. Len and Seri both looked up from their plates.
"How much smarter Jackass?"
"Well Bones, I am first in our class." Now it was Seri's turn to choke. "Hey! Is that so hard to believe? You two are second and third. Congrats Len, you beat our little telepath by one, one thousandth of a point. But, I beat you by one, one hundredth." He smiled at them over his coffee.
"I guess we really are the best Starfleet has to offer Jimbo. God help us all."
"Bones, let me drive." This time Jim was serious, and Len wasn't arguing. They all gave Mama a kiss and headed out. Lena knew George would tell her exactly what happened with the board.