Hello! Thank you for reading! This chapter was a really fun one to write, and I admit to feeling rather proud of this one. We are quickly approaching the end of the first arch of this tale, so buckle up! Things will continue to get more and more crazy! **** As an explanation/ note. In this universe, it's clear humans have adapted, what with Jim being able to Breath in SPACE at the end of the movie. As such, I like to think that, as a form of adaptation, human bodies started to change in response to interactions with various aliens, perhaps allowing them to be more durable and flexible when it comes to stuff like intimacies. That is my explanation anyways, though in the end this is fiction, and clearly NOT REALISTIC. IF you guys enjoy, please like and leave a comment! I love comments, they keep me writing and let me know where I can improve as a writer. Thank you all so much!
Jim woke the next morning to the sound of soft voices. He yawned and sat up, wincing at the stiffness in his back as he looked around the room sleepily. Silver wasn't there, but he could recognize his voice coming from the other room.
"Make sure that bastards knows, if I hear of him so much as talking to Jim again, I'll gut him."
"Honestly, Captain, I don't know if that threat will do much." It was Turnbuckle. Jim frowned slightly and got out of bed, quickly pulling on his trousers and shirt before going to the door to peek out. Silver and Turnbuckle were both sitting at the table, hot mugs in hand.
"What in the heavens am I going to do about him…" Silver sighed. "Scroop's been a pain in my arse fer years…"
"Why do you keep him on?" Turnbuckle asked, sipping his coffee.
"Cause he does good work, when he's not skulking about."
"At what point does he become more trouble than his work is worth?" Turnbuckle sighed, shaking his head. "He's going to try something, and if something isn't done soon, someone will end up hurt. Most likely Mr. Hawkins."
"I know that." Silver spat. "I just gotta figure out how to handle this. Scroop has friends on this ship, I do it wrong, we get another mutiny."
"Well, maybe." Turnbuckle sighed again. "But most of the crew is loyal to you, they respect you, more than they respect Scroop. You've never led them astray."
"I know that…" Silver sighed, rubbing his face. Jim frowned, first thing in the morning and Silver already looked beat. He let out a sigh and opened the door completely, walking into the room. The two pirates looked in his direction, both giving small smiles.
"Good morning Jimbo." Silver said, holding out an arm. Jim smiled and walked in to it, putting his hand on John's shoulder as the arm wrapped around him.
"Good morning, Captain." He said quietly, looking over at Turnbuckle. "Good morning Mr. Turnbuckle."
"Good morning, Mr. Hawkins." The alien said with a nod. Jim nodded back and shifted, turning in Silver's arm to sit himself on the Ursid's lap. Silver chuckled and held him close.
"What's going on?" Jim asked, looking at Silver. He sighed and shrugged.
"Jus tryin t' figure out what we're gonna do about Scroop." He said with a low groan.
Jim nodded. He had figured the situation would be a complicated one, but the look of exhaustion in Silver's eyes made his heart ache. Silver was doing so much already, running a crew, handling repairs, and trying to get them to their destination, the last thing he needed was this. Jim bowed his head and glanced at Turnbuckle. He wanted to talk to John alone, but he also didn't want to interrupt them. Turnbuckle looked back at Jim and smiled, standing from the table.
"I think I will leave the two of you alone, John." Turnbuckle chuckled. "You should take it easy today, I can overlook the repairs and I'll tell you if anything urgent comes up."
Silver looked at him and gave a low chuckle.
"Yer a good friend, Turnbuckle." He said with a sigh.
"I better be." The pirate laughed as he moved to the door. "You've pulled me out of enough fires. I'll talk to you later."
The two of them watched as the ship's second in command left the cabin, leaving them in silence. A moment passed before John let out a soft sigh and nuzzled into Jim's neck.
"Did yeh manage t' get any sleep Jim?"
"Yeah." He said softly. "I slept alright, for the most part."
"Good...good." John sighed again, hugging the young man close against his body. Jim smiled and snuggled in as close as he could, letting his weight sink against the large stomach as he looked up at Silver. He looked old and tired. Jim raised a hand and gently stroked his cheek, causing the cyborg to open one eye and look at him.
"You need a bath…" Jim said with a smile, running his fingers through Silver's somewhat greasy hair.
"Yeh callin me dirty Jim?" Silver scoffed, a small, playful smirk on his lips.
"You're the dirtiest old man I know." Jim grinned. Silver scoffed and squeezed him a little tighter.
"Smart ass."
Jim chuckled, shifting slightly to stand. To his surprise, John loosened his grip and let the young man stand, tilting his head slightly when Jim took his hand.
"Come on." He said softly. "This cabin has a full on bathtub, lets go get you washed up, you'll feel better."
John huffed but stood, the gears in his leg whirring as he put his weight on it.
"I don't need yeh t' bathe me Jim." Silver said, his voice laced with a warning tone. Jim smiled and simply led him into the bathroom, releasing his hand to bend and turn on the water.
"I know." He said, looking up at him, his hands moving to the pirates shirt, starting to pull at it. "If you want, I'll leave you alone. Or I can join you...whatever you prefer."
John's eyes roamed over the young man standing in front of him before glancing over at the bath that was now filling up.
That's less of a bath and more of a hot tub…. John thought, idly wondering what someone as small as Amelia would need that large of a bath for. His hands raised to Jims hips, his thumbs gliding over his stomach. Jims hands continued to pull at the shirt, untucking it from his belt before starting to work to pull it over his head. It wasn't an easy task, John was so much taller than him, but the pirate bowed down just enough to let Jim pull it off, shaking his head slightly as the movement also dragged his bandanna off of his head. Jim chuckled and glanced downwards, his hands moving to Silver's belt. John caught Jim's hands in his own, stopping him. Jim looked up, waiting. He didn't look nervous, or confused, he was just waiting.
John let out a slow sigh and leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Jims, closing his eyes. Jim smiled and returned the gesture, turning his hands over to hold on to Silvers, his fingers fitting comfortably into the Ursid's large hands.
"Me t'inks Turnbuckle is right." John sighed. "I need an easy day…"
"Okay." Jim nodded, tilting his head upwards and kissing Silver's forehead. "I think that's a good idea...you've been so busy."
John chuckled and nodded, opening his eyes to look back at Jim.
"Do me a favor, Jimbo, and get undressed. I can handle me own trousers."
Jim smiled and nodded, taking a step back as he began to pull his own clothes off. John sat on the edge of the tub, bending to unfasten his shoe and pull off his sock before unclasping his belt to let his pants fall. He looked over at Jim, who was eyeing him with a small smile. Silver was not shy, by any means, and yet something about that kid looking him over made him feel more self conscious than he ever had before.
He couldn't let him know that, of course.
John reached out and took hold of Jims arm, pulling the young man to stand between his knees as he wrapped his arms around him. Jim complied, wrapping his arms around his neck and leaning in, giving him a gentle kiss. Silver hummed and returned the kiss, his hand resting on the back of the Lads head to keep him in place as he pressed his tongue into his mouth. He couldn't keep the smile off his face at Jim's soft moan, he was still so sensitive. He let his mechanical hand slide down Jim's body, gliding over every curve from his shoulder to his ankles as he pressed their lips together more firmly, his body growing warm as he felt the human's growing erection press against his gut.
He finally ended the kiss and smiled at the young man before him, his keen eyes roaming over every aspect of him. His face was flushed, his lips swollen from the kiss. Blue eyes looked up at him, tired and wanting. Jim was slender, but not gangly, his chest and stomach were toned, his arms well muscled, a handsome man by anyone's account.
Silver let out a soft breath and pulled Jim in again, this time planting a soft kiss on the side of his neck, over one of the spots he had marked previously. Jim let out another soft moan and rocked against him. John chuckled and nuzzled into that spot.
"I'm gonna have yeh t'night…" He muttered. He felt Jim tense in surprise before immediately relaxing again, slender fingers gliding through his messy hair.
"Okay." Jim said. John smiled, the lads' nerves were apparent in his voice, a slight crack that betrayed how he felt. He pulled back and looked at him, cupping one cheek in a large hand.
"Well...only if ye like it, Jim." He said with a smile, brushing his thumb over a small scar on Jim's cheekbone. "Yeh know I won't make yeh do nuthin yeh aren't in to…"
"I know." He said softly, his cheeks going pink. "Just a bit nervous is all...first time."
"I know, Lad." He hummed in return. "That's why we'll take it slow…"
Jim nodded again and leaned in again, but John held his shoulders and stopped him, chuckling softly.
"We'd best get in t' the bath, Jim. Or th' water'll overflow."
Jim let out a borderline whine as he reached around Silver to switch off the water. John chuckled, his hands sliding down Jim's form as the young man leaned in close. He felt him shudder under his touch, much to his satisfaction.
"John…" Jim whimpered, looking back up at the cyborg, his face still flushed. Silver hummed and placed his hand on Jim's cheek, looking into those bright blue eyes.
"Get in th' water Jim." He said softly, placing a small kiss on his neck. Jim shuddered again but nodded, stepping around John and into the warm water. Silver watched as he sank into the tub, the water coming most of the way up Jim's chest. He smiled and turned, easing himself into the water as well. It was a little tight, but he was able to essentially sit beside him, the lad only needing to sit slightly on top of him for them to be comfortable. Still, Jim turned and rested his head against Silver's shoulder, one arm reaching around his large gut in a semi-hug. John wrapped an arm around Jim and closed his eyes, happy to enjoy the warmth. They were silent for a long while, the only sound being the light slosh of the water as it moved with their breathing, and the soft whir of the gear that led to Silver's eye.
Silver was beginning to contemplate actually doing some washing, noting the water cooling down, when Jim spoke again, his voice soft in the echoing room.
"Silver? I...had a question."
John chuckled and gazed down at the man in his arms, his hand lazily reaching up to brush the fringe from his face.
"What is it, lad?"
"It's about...well...the night we got back on the ship…" Jim said, his fingers now brushing through Silver's chest hair.
"What about it?"
"You...started to do stuff…" He said, face tinting red. "And told me to pick a word? You said we could talk about it later...could you explain what that was?"
John sighed, his mechanical hand laying gently on top of Jims. He was wandering when he was going to ask about that.
"Sure I can explain it." He said softly, petting Jim's hair. "Well lets see...do you know anything about fetishes?"
Jim blushed and shrugged slightly.
"You mean, like, people dressing in leather and being into feet?"
John laughed, the movement of it causing the water to slosh over the edge of the tub.
"Sort of." He chuckled. "Those are both fetishes. Basically they are unique things that can give people sexual pleasure, beyond just...regular sex or blow jobs and the like. I, er...have a particular fetish, it's pretty common actually, called BDSM, ever heard of it?"
Jim frowned and thought. It did sound familiar but…
"I think I heard the term, but I don't know what it is…"
"Alright...BDSM stand fer, bondage, discipline (or domination), sadism (or submission), and masochism. Basically it plays on things like power dynamics, often involving things like tying a partner up, disciplining a partner, and sometimes giving, or receiving, a small amount of pain for the sake of pleasure. Are you following?"
Jim listened intently, his whole face going red as Silver explained. He swallowed and shrugged.
"Um...kind of?" He admitted, trying to wrap his head around it. "So...you like hurting people?"
"No no, yeh misunderstand." John sighed and sat up, pulling Jim to sit more on his lap. "It's like this...I like bein in control, as I am sure you have guessed. BDSM is when someone who likes being in control or being dominant, and someone who likes not being in control, or being submissive, enjoy themselves in safety. Sometimes that involves pain, but only to the extent in which both people are comfortable with and enjoy. I wouldn't do those things with someone who doesn't like it, or at least doesn't want to try it. That's why I stopped, yeh didn't know what was goin on, and I had no idea if yeh would be okay with it. If I had continued...that would have just been assault."
"Oh…" Jim flushed, looking away for a moment. "I...think I understand now...but what was that whole word thing?"
"A safeword, Jim." He smiled, petting his hair. "Basically an easy way for a submissive person, to tell a dominant one, that they are at their limit, or are no longer comfortable. It's a basic rule, someone uses a safeword, it stops, no questions asked."
Jim nodded and sat up, sitting on Silver's leg as he thought for a bit, before a realisation hit him.
"Wait...haven't you been treating me like a submissive since we got back on the ship?" He asked, his voice clipped. "With the whole...obedience and punishment thing?"
Silver coughed and glanced away, scratching the back of his neck.
"Well...yeah...kind of. It's a bit complicated, that one." He sighed. "I guess the relationship between a Captain and his lover on ships is really similar to that...but it's more of an image and peace keeping thing, rather than about sexual fulfillment there…"
Jim listened and nodded, his angry expression relaxing some.
"So...the difference is...with BDSM you get sexual gratification from the control, whereas being the Captain's lover just comes with those rules?"
"Pretty much." He sighed. "It's not a very simple, or even sensical thing sometimes, Jimbo."
Jim nodded again, his face turning pink. He honestly hadn't minded it too bad, so far John hadn't been unreasonable. And as much as he hated to admit it, he did find Silver to be very sexy, especially when he was taking control.
"John….if I said I would...be curious about that…" He muttered, not looking up. John smiled and pulled Jim back forward into a hug.
"Then we would set some boundaries and give it a try, at a safe and slow pace."
Jim smiled and snuggled in against Silver's chest, shivering as he now, also, noticed the water cooling down.
"Like...what kind of things would we start with?" Jim asked, his curiosity very much piqued.
"Well before anythin, I would recommend us moving on t' regular sex first." John chuckled, causing Jim to flush. "If yeh aren't comfortable with that, the other stuff may not be the best idea. But if all goes well with that...small things. Spanking, light bondage, nothing crazy, just enough to see if it's something yer interested in."
Jim hummed and sat up to give Silver a gentle kiss, his hands sliding up into his dirty hair. John chuckled and gave him a light squeeze.
"I also wanted to ask-" Jim started, but silver chuckled and held up a hand.
"Later, Jimbo." He said with a grin. "The water's gettin cold, and yer the one who told me I needed a bath. Let's wash up, go get yeh some grub, and we can talk more. Sound good?"
Jim sighed and pouted but nodded, sliding off of Silver to let the man move.
The two of them washed quickly, Silver didn't even grumble when Jim insisted on washing his wound again, which was healing quite well at this point. It wasn't long before the bath was draining, and the two men were drying off with soft towels. Deciding their clothes needed to be cleaned before they put them back on, the boys wrapped the towels around their wastes and made their way back into the sitting room, where two plates of food now sat on the table.
"When did those get here?" Jim asked, tossing their clothes into the small washer in the corner before taking a seat.
"When we were takin our bath I would guess." Silver chuckled, sitting as well. "Wonder if Dogbreath overheard us talkin…"
"Oh heavens…" Jim moaned, hiding his face in his arms on the table. John laughed loudly, reaching over to pat him on the back.
"I was jokin, Jim. 'E knows better than t' eavesdrop. "
Jim huffed and sighed, glancing up with an angry pout as John pushed the bowl of food his direction.
"Now what else was it yeh wanted t' ask me about, Jim?" John shook his head, eating his meal. Jim sighed and sat up, picking at his food.
"Well...you've mentioned..um...needing preparation?" He muttered. John looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "What...does that mean exactly?"
"It means gettin yer body used to havn't somethin inside it, slowly and gradually." He said bluntly, sipping his new cup of coffee. "Yer body is flexible Jim, most peoples are...yeh can take it, but it's a slow process to do it safely, that's one reason why we haven't done it yet...haven't had the time."
"But how does someone, you know...prepare?" Jim frowned at him, head tilting slightly. John chuckled.
"Usually with fingers and lots of lubrication." He said softly. "You'll see Jim, an I promise I won't surprise yeh with anything."
Jim nodded and looked down at his food. He was excited, and nervous, at the prospect of actually doing that tonight, if Silver's plans weren't interrupted by something. But he was also nervous. He trusted John, probably more than he should given his chosen profession, but he just couldn't get the thought of just how big Silver was out of his mind, especially considering how slight he was himself. A pink tinge came to his cheeks as he remembered their first time together in the cave, John had only used one of his fingers and had driven Jim into an orgasm so intense he had practically passed out.
"You okay, Lad?" Jim shook himself out of the memory, glancing up at Silver who was staring at him with a mix of concern and amusement. His face went even more pink.
"Ah...yeah…" He said softly. "Just ah...thinking about something."
"Oh?" John chuckled, tilting his head. "Well alright then…go ahead and eat Jimbo."
Jim looked down at the plate. He had only taken one bite and he was no longer hungry, his excitement and nerves were making his stomach uneasy. He sighed and looked up at John who was nearly finished.
"I...I'm not hungry…" He muttered. John looked at him, the remaining amusement replaced with worry.
"What's wrong?" He asked, turning more to face him. "Are yeh feeling sick?"
"No...not exactly." He chuckled, embarrassedly. "I guess...my stomach's just a bit nervous is all…"
John sighed and reached over, grabbing the seat of Jim's chair and pulling him closer. He leaned forward and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Jim if yeh don't want t' do it, yeh can say so." He spoke softly. "I don't want t' scare yeh…"
"No...I do want to…" He chuckled, taking Silver's hand into both of his own. "I just..it's like the first time I got on a solar surfer. I was nervous and kind of scared, but I also knew I would enjoy it, you know?"
John looked him over, as if scanning for any sort of bluff, but he smiled and nodded.
"Alright Jimbo. If yer sure." He chuckled, patting his hands. "And if yeh change yer mind later that's fine too, just know that. Yeh can always say no, no matter how far in we get….so to speak."
They both laughed and Jim nodded, his fingers running over the back of John's hand.
"I know...heh, I guess the waiting is just making me more nervous...like stage fright almost."
"I can see that." He chuckled. "But it is best if we get any of yer questions out now, before we get going. Could you try to eat at least a little more? Yeh can ask any more questions yeh got, about any part of this situation."
Jim smiled and sighed, giving a small nod and finally letting go of John's hands. John leaned back and pushed his plate to the center of the table as Jim turned to try and take at least a few more bites, the cyborg's hand resting on his slim shoulders. After a few bites he glanced back at Silver, who was draining the rest of his coffee.
"I...about yesterday.." Jim muttered. "You aren't mad that I didn't finish out the day like I had promised?"
"Of course I'm not, Jim." He sighed. "Yeah yeh made a promise, but things happened. I don't blame yeh fer it."
"I just…" He bit his lip. "Why do I get the feeling you've been way more lenient with me than other Captains would be?"
"Probably cause I am." Silver shrugged. "I ain't gonna lie t' yeh Jim, a lot of Pirate Captains are mean bastards. I can be mean too, but I don't take pleasure in hurtin innocent people. I only do it when necessary."
"Why did you become a Pirate then?" Jim glanced up. John sighed.
"Not much choice, really." He said. "Came from a poor town, no work was available, and I needed t' eat. I hooked up with the first crew that would take me, been me life ever since."
"W...what would other Captains do then?" He asked, John looked at him, his eyes almost sad.
"Interested in a different lover, Jim?" The voice was soft, and Jim wasn't sure if it was a jest, or a real question. He shook his head and sighed.
"No..no sorry. I guess….I just….like what's the worst to expect? Like if I do something really really bad, I guess…"
John sighed, looking towards the windows.
"From me...If it were really really bad….the worst would probably be having you leave the ship." He glanced back at Jim. "But that would be really bad, yed have had to try to murder me or something fer that."
"Really?" Jim blinked surprised. John shrugged.
"I don't know Jim, I don't exactly have a list." He chuckled. "Other Captains, since yeh asked,...some of em do terrible things. Like...giving their lovers to their crew as a punishment, terrible."
"Giving them?" Jim shook his head, confused.
"As in lettin their crew rape them." He said bluntly. Jim's face went white. "Some beat em black n' blue, or refuse meals, or will rape them themselves. I don't approve of that sort o' thing."
"W...why would someone stay with them?!" Jim asked, shocked. John looked away.
"Not all of em have a choice Jim." He shook his head. "Not all lovers are consensual...some were taken in a raid, others simply have no were else to go. What you and I got? This is best case scenario, fer the most part."
Jim didn't know how to respond to that. He knew pirates were bad, what they did to people, how many people they hurt, but hearing it all laid out in front of him like this was a lot. He looked down at his hands, shaken by how lucky it was he ran into Silvers crew and not some other one.
"Y..you've never…" Jim hesitated to ask, but he had to. John, apparently, could tell what was coming and gave a small smile, brushing his thumb against Jim's cheek.
"Fer all me crimes and me faults Jim, I can very proudly say I 'ave never forced meself on someone." He said softly. "Been forceful, yes, but I respect it when someone says no, or is clearly not in t' it."
Jim nodded and smiled, turning into the hand on his cheek, giving it a soft kiss. John smiled back, pulling him forward to kiss his head.
"Do yeh still trust me, knowing all that?" He asked honestly, his eyes scanning the lads' hair, it was getting long. Jim nodded again and pushed his food away and shifting from his chair in to Silver's lap.
"I do." He said softly. "Even more actually….I think. Thanks for telling me."
John chuckled and nodded, wrapping his arms around the young man and holding him tightly. He rested his chin on Jim's shoulder and closed his eyes, Jim was warm and soft, and he let out a contented sigh.
"Yeh eat all yeh could Jim?" He asked, his hand rubbing his back. He felt Jim nod into his shoulder.
"Yeah, sorry I couldn't eat more."
"Don't apologize fer it Lad. Just try t' eat later okay?"
"Alright."
"Now…" John leaned back again to look at Jim, his hands resting on his waist. "What should we do fer the rest of th' day?"
Jim blinked and blushed, but didn't say anything. John smirked and slid his hands to Jims hips, causing them to rock against him.
"Yer makin me feel like I've been neglecting yeh Jim." He chuckled, admiring the blush on Jim's face as it grew brighter. "Yeh sure have been eager to please this mornin."
"I…" Jim glanced away, biting his lip. "I just...I want to make up for yesterday…"
"Jim…" He chuckled, "yeh don't have t'-"
"I know I don't have to…" Jim pouted. "I...I want to."
John stared at him for a while, his eyes roaming over the mostly naked form on his lap. He smiled and shifted again, sliding his hand up under the towel around Jim's waist.
"If yeh really want t' Jim, I won't complain." He said softly as Jim shuddered. He pulled him forward, placing gentle kisses on his neck and shoulder. Jim let out a soft whimper and dug his nails into Silver's shoulders as a cold, metal thumb grazed teasingly over his member. John nuzzled against Jims head, nibbling gently on his ear as he whispered to him. "Do yeh want t' go back to the bed, Jim?"
Jim bit his lip and nodded, squeezing as close as he could to Silver. The Cyborg smiled and nipped at his neck.
"Go lock the door." He hummed. Jim moved quickly, sliding off of Silver's lap and running to the door, one hand grasping the towel that had started to come loose. When he latched the door he turned to see Silver standing in the doorway to the bedroom, waiting. Jim smiled and made his way back over, looking up at him as he leaned into the large stomach. John chuckled and took his hands, letting Jim's towel fall as he bent to kiss him.
Jim stood on his toes and slid his hands up Silver's arms and around his neck, tilting his head to return the kiss. John's tongue slid into his mouth as large hands wrapped under his bottocks and hoisted him up. Jims legs hooked around Silvers' waist as best he could, shifting until he was practically sitting on the large stomach, strong arms wrapped around him to keep him in place.
Silver did not break the kiss as he started walking, the movement startling Jim, causing him to cling on tighter as he breathed against the Ursid's lips. One hand remained under Jims rear, holding him up, as the other slid up and down his side and leg before finally leaving his form. A strange sense of vertigo hit Jim as he started to be tilted back, and was carefully laid on the bed, the hand holding him carefully raising him till his head rested on a pillow.
The kiss finally broke as John sat up to look down at the young man, who was flushed and panting. He smiled and took Jim's hand in his own, pressing it gently against his lips before beginning to trail small kisses down his arm, to his shoulder and neck. Jim let out a deep moan, relaxing back into the bed as the Ursid put some weight on him, feeling their members rub together as the Silver continued to pepper him with soft kisses.
There was a soft whirring sound as Silver reached to the bedside table with his mechanical arm, taking hold of the lotion that had been discarded there a few days ago. He hummed and sat up, looking down at Jim as he squeezed a small amount onto his organic hand and sat it near them on the bed. The metal hand slid under Jim's hips, the cool touch sending a shiver up his spine, as he lifted them slightly off the bed to press one slicked finger against him.
Jim whimpered, leaning his head back as the digit slipped inside. He heard John humm as it slid into the knuckle and started moving, the motion smooth as it massaged inside.
"Yeh took that pretty easily, Jim…" Silver hummed, pressing more kisses into Jim's neck. "It seems yer already adjusting…"
"John…" Jim let out a low moan, resulting in a chuckle from the pirate.
"Don't rush this Jimbo." He said with a smile, looking down at him. "We'll get there...try t' relax."
Jim nodded and let out a breath, his body relaxing, despite the unnatural angle in which his hips were being held up. John smiled at him and Jim was about to say something when he felt a second finger start to prod alongside the first.
It was the first time Jim had felt pain doing this with Silver, and it startled him. He bit his lip as he felt the very tip of the finger slide in, and he took in a sharp hiss. That was all it took, and John removed the second finger, the smile wavering.
"Yeh alright?" He asked softly, his hand still. Jim let out another breath and nodded.
"Y..yeah.." He grunted. "D...don't think I can take two right now…"
"At least not two of mine." Silver chuckled. "Do yeh want t' stop?"
"No." Jim said sternly. John smiled and crooked the finger that was inside, causing Jim to lay his head back down with a moan.
"Alright lad." He chuckled. "Get some lotion on your fingers, Jim, yer gonna need to help with this."
Jim nodded and fumbled for the lotion as Silver shifted his position, now sitting beside Jim on the bed, still massaging him gently. Jim put some of the lotion on his hand and rubbed it between his fingers, biting his lip as he looked up at Silver. He flushed as he slid his hands between his own legs, noting how Silver watched, and proceeded to slip one of his own, much more slender fingers inside himself.
"Good lad…" Silver hummed as Jim whimpered. It was uncomfortable and tight, but he moved his hand with Silver's, the two fingers working to slowly stretch and relax the area.
They continued thus for several minutes, John directing Jim what to do with his hand, when to add another finger, and rewarding him with gentle kisses as they proceeded. Jim was confused, the mild pain of being stretched mixing with the enjoyment of feeling things moving inside himself, and the gentle release of John's kisses. His whole body was shaking from the strain, his wrist growing tired as he worked to follow instructions, his other arm falling asleep from where he had himself propped up on an elbow.
John watched carefully, keeping an eye for any sight of bleeding or severe irritation, and was satisfied to see none. Jim was doing amazingly well, having three of his own fingers beside John's, and them being able to move smoothly. He smiled and took Jims mouth with his own, pressing a deep kiss against him.
"Move yer hand lad…" He said, his mechanical arm gently pulling on Jims. Jim slid his hand out from between his legs with a low moan and let John lay his head back on to the pillow as the Usid slid his second finger inside, replacing Jims. The moan that came as a result was beautiful, and John captured his lips again.
"Yer gettin close, Jim…" He said with a hum, kissing down Jim's body. The young man shuddered and arched his back as Silver slid his tongue over Jim's cock. The human reached his hands down, sliding them into John's hair as he kissed the inside of his thighs.
"Go ahead and cum fer me Jim." He whispered, the pads of his metal fingers now stroking the length of that member. "I want t' see it before I move on.."
Jim whimpered and let out a loud gasp as the pirate took him into his mouth, his fingers working deep inside him, stretching him a little more as he sucked. Jim was hardly aware of the sounds that were coming from his mouth, his whole body shook violently as he arched, each movement causing a new sensation, either from the fingers or from the hot tongue that now glided around his sensitive skin. It was overwhelming. He couldn't even choke out a warning when he came, his hips bucking into Silver's mouth. John made no complaint, he didn't even flinch; he simply pulled away and wiped his mouth off as he slid back up Jim's body, trailing more kisses.
"How are yeh feelin Jim?" He asked, the fingers still working. Jim whimpered and pulled John down into a hug, nuzzling his face into his shoulder.
"M' Okay…" He muttered, breathing still ragged. John smiled and nuzzled against his neck.
"Are yeh sure?" He asked, his free hand now back on the boy's hip. "If yeh are then…"
"Please…" Jim moaned, pulling away to look up at him, his eyes were hazey, and sweat covered his skin. "Please...I want you…"
John smiled and nodded, giving him one more deep kiss, nipping at his lips as he slid his fingers out.
"Turn on t' yer stomach." He muttered as he nuzzled him again. Jim frowned.
"I want to look at you…" He muttered. John smiled and nodded.
"I know lad, I want to see ya too...but this is yer first time...already got a lot t' focus on, an I'm pretty wide in th' hips. Don't want t' add risk of dislocating yer hips too."
Jim chuckled with him and finally nodded, shifting to stretch out on to his stomach. John reached beside them and pulled a pillow in to his arms, rolling it up.
"Hips up Jim."
The ex-cabin boy obeyed as Silver slipped the roll under him, before settling himself over Jim's things and pulling the lotion back into hand.
Jim pulled the pillow that had been under his head down, so that his chest rested on it slightly, and hugged it as he heard the cap of the lotion pop open. He was still panting, his body tingling from his recent climax, and he was nervous. When he saw the bottle get tossed back on to the bed and he felt a wet finger press against him again, adding just a little more lubrication he bit his lip.
He felt the large head press against his entrance, the bed shifting as Silver leaned over him, the large gut pressing gently against the curve of his back.
"Here we go, Jim." Silver said softly, his voice right next to Jim's ear. "Try t' relax, an remember t' breathe…"
Jim swallowed and nodded, hugging the pillow tighter, making a point to take in and release a deep breath. As soon as he finished breathing out, Silver moved. He pressed slowly, the head of his member sliding into the tight entrance. Jim gasped, squeezing his eyes shut at the stretch, John let out a low moan. Jim couldn't help but tense, his arms wrapped tightly around the pillow as he tried to take in a breath. John stopped, his arms shaking as he held his weight off of the boy.
"Jim? Talk t' me lad, are yeh alright?"
"It's so much…" Jim gasped out, his shoulders hunched. John rested a gentle hand on his back.
"Perhaps we should stop…" He said through gritted teeth, the tightness being almost painful to him as well. He was shocked to see Jim shake his head.
"No...no don't stop." Jim took in a few deep breaths and turned his head, trying to see Silver.
"Jim…" John said hesitantly.
"Please…" Jim whimpered, "Please…"
John bit his lip and nodded, rubbing up and down Jims back gently.
"Try t' relax, love…" His voice was so soft, like velvet, and Jim felt his heart skip a beat. He smiled and nodded, taking in a few deep breaths, his body slowly relaxing. Once John was sure Jim was okay, and felt the slim body relax around him, he pushed a little more.
It was slow, John stopping every few inches to rub Jim's back, and mutter soft things to him, until he was relaxed again. John was amazed as he saw, and felt, himself disappear inside of Jim's entrance, the tightness being nearly enough to tip him over the edge. It was when he finally pushed those last few inches, and pressed his hips up against the young man's rear that he let himself relax, leaning down to nuzzle and kiss at the young man's neck, staying on his elbows to keep most of his weight off.
"J..John?" Jims voice was quiet and shaky. He felt strange, the weight of the man on top of him, and the pressure of the intruding member, making it almost difficult to breathe. Lips grazed his shoulders and neck, hands pet his hair.
"So good Jim.." Silver muttered between kisses. "Yeh took me all the way yeh did...just relax, let yerself adjust…"
Jim smiled tilting his head just enough that Silver could lean in and capture his lips in a shaky kiss.
"I did?" He asked, not fully believing it himself. John hummed and nodded, his arms wrapping around that frame.
"Yeh did." he breathed.
Jim bit his lip and buried his face in the pillow, doing his best to hold still, despite his legs aching to move. It had stopped hurting a while ago, now Jim just felt full, and fragile; like the wrong movement could bring terrible pain, or the right one, unimaginable pleasure.
They stayed, John holding Jim tightly, not moving, for several minutes before Jim had to give in, a low whimper escaping him as he cautiously pressed his hips back just a touch more, causing the strange feeling of pressure deep in his body. John hummed and nibbled at his neck.
"Yeh ready?" He asked, sitting up off of the young man, supporting himself with his hands. Jim smiled and nodded, shifting himself cautiously to sit more on his knees. The Ursid started to move, slowly and carefully, the first thrust causing a low, gasp of a moan to rise in Jims throat. Jim's hands clenched in the pillow, his eyes closing at the feeling.
The bed rocked with each movement, the pace becoming steady as John rocked into the young man, his eyes never leaving him, keen for any hint of pain or discomfort. He was being incredibly gentle with his movements, and still the soft moans Jim let out brought shivers to his spine. The lad turned out to be very vocal, groans and whimpers rising from the bed each time John pulled out, and soft sighs and gasps when he pushed back in.
John shuddered, letting one hand rest on the young man's hip, pulling him up just enough to adjust the angle, carefully picking up his pace as his body ached. It was taking all the self control he had not to slam into the young man, but even he couldn't hold back the need for more friction. The room became filled with the sounds of the two men panting, the bed creaking under Silver's weight as he closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling.
"Ah!" Jim called out, his whole body going stiff. John froze, looking down at him. Jim's back was arched, a hand had slipped under him and was pressed against his stomach.
"Jim?" He asked, not daring to move. The young man let out a low sight and slowly relaxed, removing the hand from his middle.
"Just...a little too hard there.." He said through a soft chuckle, turning his head to look at Silver. "I'm okay…."
"Yeh sure lad?" He asked, his eyes scanning the flushed, sweat soaked face. Jim nodded and rocked back encouragingly. John couldn't help but chuckle before nodding and moving again, conscious of how hard and deep he pressed.
Jim let out a deep moan, stretching out under Silver as the Ursid moved again, his hands stretching out to press against the headboard as his body shifted with each thrust. It felt amazing, even when John had pressed a little too hard; it didn't hurt, it was just too intense. He bit his lip and tried to rock against the Ursid, but the position, and the weight on top of him, made movement all but impossible, so Jim relaxed, taking Silver with soft moans. His hazy mind tracked the sensation inside of him, how incredibly full he felt, the pressure being so intense. He wondered what John's face looked like, a small whimper rising as the pace picked up even more, though the pressure remained gentle. He felt hands raise his hips even more, that intense pressure inside him shifting and rubbing against a certain spot.
The low, deep cry and buck of the hips that Jim let out was nearly enough to undo Silver. A low, possessive growl rose in his stomach as he ground against that spot, causing Jim to squirm, his hips pressing against the pillow. John panted and wrapped his organic hand around Jim's hip and massaged the young man's member; it was hard and dripping. Jim whimpered, his breathing becoming more labored. He was close again, and John was not far behind.
He focused on Jim, keeping the angle that made Jim moan and cry out, his voice getting louder with each thrust, his hand stroking the young man. He would make Jim cum again, focusing on that task as he planted kisses along his back, as he worked to make a choice.
Should he claim him fully, or pull out?
His mind fought over the choice as he heard Jim cry out again, snapping his attention back, worried that he had gotten too rough again, but when Jim's muscles tightened around his cock, and the body shivered, John felt hot liquid on his fingers and smiled, relieved that this cry had been a good one.
"Good boy, Jim...so good." He muttered, kissing and nipping at the lads' back, his hips faltering in their pace slightly before returning to the motion. Jim breathed hard, head turning and resting on the pillow as he gazed up at John, blue eyes dark, tired, and hazed.
"Please…" He whimpered. John swallowed.
Jim had gone all but limp under him, he was exhausted and reaching his limits. John growled, cursing himself as his hips jerked forward, pressing in hard enough to elicit another low whine. Jim was so relaxed, it didn't seem to hurt him.
"Jim…." John groaned and leaned over the boy, putting more of his weight on him, wrapping his arms around him tightly. He was losing control.
Small kisses peppered John's arm as Jim bowed his head to plant them. He panted and whimpered, hands grasping on to Silver's arms.
"Please John…" The young man moaned, his voice carrying as he reacted to another sharp thrust.
It was enough.
"Sorry Lad…" He barely managed to grunt out before pressing in hard and deep, his body shuddering as he finally released. Jim called out, biting his lip hard as the very strange sensation of being filled came to his consciousness.
The two lay motionless, gasping for air as they both came down from their climaxes. After a moment, John's arms loosened around Jim and the Ursid sat up, slowly, carefully pulling out. Jim whimpered and shifted, only mildly aware that John was looking at his entrance, watching his own seed leak out of him, eyes keen for any sign of blood. There was none.
"Jim?" John asked after a few moments passed, with no sign of Jim moving. A small moan rose and Jim turned slightly, eyes half lidded. John smiled and leaned down, kissing his cheek and lips gently. "You okay? How are yeh feeling?"
"I'm okay…" He said, voice slightly slurred. His chest still heaved for air, and he looked like he was about to pass out. John chuckled.
"I need yeh t' turn over lad." He said, trying to gently shift Jim on to his back. "Try and stretch a bit..wanna make sure everythin's okay."
Jim moaned but worked to shift on to his back, wincing at a stiffness in his back. He stretched out, blinking at the soft hum as Silver's eye scanned his stomach and chest. When the light finally switched off, and John settled down beside him, pulling the covers up, the Ursid let out a soft, relieved sigh.
"Nothin seems damaged...good." He chuckled, nuzzling into Jim's neck."WellJim? What d' yeh think?"
Jim hummed and turned slightly, snuggling into John's chest with a soft sigh as the Cyborg wrapped him in an embrace.
"That was...amazing." He chuckled, blushing a bit, his eyes blinking tiredly. "I'm exhausted...and I don't think I'll be walking anywhere today...but….it was…" He trailed off with a soft, satisfied sigh. John chuckled and pet his hair.
"Get some rest, Jim." He muttered. "Yeh weren't hurt, but that's still allot fer one day...gonna have to recover before doin that again."
"So...we'll do it again?" JIm asked, blinking up at him. John felt his face flush.
"Aye...so long as yeh want t'." He hummed and kissed his forehead. "Now t' sleep with yeh."
Jim smiled and closed his eyes, curling up close to the cyborg's chest and falling into a quick, and deep sleep.
John stayed awake, holding Jim as he slept. He hummed, his eyes constantly scanning the slender form for any sign of injury or strain. It was clear the lad would be sore for a few days, at least, and would most likely have some pain in his hips the next day, but otherwise would be fine.
After yet another check over of the sleeping form, John sighed and pulled himself out of the bed, covering Jim up carefully and getting dressed before heading into the next room and getting a hold of Dogbreath over the pipes, telling him to prepare something special for the young man, for when he wakes.