"So how's the baby?" Jim asked, sitting across from Leonard in his office in Sickbay. Leonard groaned.
"Seriously, Jim, we've been through this. Please stop calling our bond thing a baby. Makes me feel like I'm pregnant." He muttered the last part, since it gave him the chills. Him? Pregnant? Even with the technology making it possible for men to get pregnant, he'd never do such a thing.
"Seriously, Bones." Jim shot back, leaning closer to him over the desk. "How are the two of you doing? You seem happier." Leonard threw up his arms.
"First Joanna and now you- what is it about me now that makes people think I'm happy?!" He shook his head, Jim laughing at him.
"First of all, you're practically glowing. You seem to be taking better care of yourself. Second," Jim leaned even closer, making Leonard worry for the man's ribs against his desk. "I can hear Spock jerking off to you every night." Jim whispered, and Leonard was shocked.
"Really?" He whispered back, but Jim's mouth twitched into a smile.
"No. But you looked pretty terrified when I said it." Jim laughed, and Leonard glared. He never should've believed Spock capable of something like that.
"Ha-ha, Jim, thanks." He retorted sarcastically, trying to occupy himself with some work. But now he had Spock in his head, and Jim wasn't letting it go.
"Why're you so afraid of him, Bones? You've done it with him before." Jim said casually, leaning back in his chair. Leonard rose his eyebrows and shook his head.
"Even though Spock remembers every ounce of detail-"
"Every ounce, mmm," Jim smirked, and Leonard scowled.
"Every detail," he said through grit teeth, "I don't think it really counts. We were inebriated and stupid. I probably would've fucked a cactus that night." Jim winced immediately, and Leonard rolled his eyes.
"Don't you think you're being a bit too stiff about this? And not in the good way?" Jim asked, looking genuinely concerned.
"Look, Jim, Spock and I just started the relationship. We haven't even made out yet." Leonard explained, but Jim perked up for some reason.
"So that means you kissed?!" Jim said happily, and Leonard groaned again. He really was in for it now. "How was it? Was it nice? Was it bad? Did he touch you or just keep his hands behind his back like a moron? Oh, fuck, I really want to kiss Spock!" Jim complained, and Leonard almost punched the man on instinct.
"Damn it, Jim! Fuck off!" Leonard slammed his fist against the table, feeling he had every right to be angry by now. "Your prying has been getting out of hand, and I've dealt with it this far. But if you make one more snide remark about how Spock is on your fuck-list, I will personally kick you back to Iowa!" Jim's eyebrows were raised, and he looked as though he was going to say something, but he closed his mouth. Leonard sighed. "I'm sorry, Jim. I just... I'm on edge."
"I know. It was my fault, though, for bringing up me and Spock." Jim said quietly, rubbing his hands together in thought. "I don't really want to kiss him or anything- at least not anymore. Sure he's hot, I'll give you that, but he's not in my sights." Leonard nodded. He could accept that. Jim got up to leave, and made his way out.
"Hey," Leonard called out at the last second. Jim turned to him. "Thanks for being here for me. I don't deserve you." Jim grinned.
"Ain't nobody deserve me!" Jim yelled out, all but strutting away. Sometimes it was annoying how much of a pompous jerk he was.
Spock was meditating on the floor when Leonard walked into his quarters, so he thought twice about coming in in the first place.
"Should I come back another time?" Leonard asked quietly, unsure as to how to approach the situation. He'd never seen Spock meditate like this before. Spock opened his eyes.
"I will be finished in 7.083 minutes." Spock said simply before closing his eyes again and taking a deep breath. Leonard didn't exactly know how to take that, so he pushed himself out of his frozen state and sat down quietly on the couch. He looked around the room, something he didn't really do the last time he was there. There were a few Vulcan mementos around that he didn't quite understand, and some weapons hung on the walls. Most of the Vulcan items were either red or black, and they gave the room a nice mood.
Once he was done looking around, and Spock showed no sign of life, he laid down on the couch and crossed his arms. Might as well just close his eyes for a few seconds, to wait until Spock was done with his voodoo...
Suddenly Spock was on top of him, grinding his way to high heaven, but Leonard tried pushing him off. "Get off! What are you doing?!" He yelled, scrambling underneath him.
He wrenched himself off of the couch, groaning when he hit his head on the floor. Looking around, Spock was at his desk, and was turning to face him with an inquisitive look. "Do human dreams always have physical consequences?" He asked and Leonard frowned. Some short, strange dream it was. Thank the Lord. He sat up, his back against the couch.
"Not usually..." Leonard grumbled, trying to think up the grossest things to get rid of his slight... downstairs problem. At the thought of doing CPR on that little girl with the glass shards, he grimaced. Spock rose an eyebrow.
"I will not question your methods, however I would advise against thinking of such things on a regular basis." Spock said, and Leonard stood and glared at him.
"I thought you couldn't read my thoughts without touching me or something?" He asked and started looking around for his PADD. He picked it up from the floor and sat back down on the couch.
"I found that when in close proximity with you, I can receive impressions of your thoughts, and... dreams." Spock said the last part quietly, and Leonard snapped his head up to look at him.
"Oh." Leonard said, glaring. Spock rose an eyebrow again.
"I must say that your dream, although short, was quite intriguing." Spock commented and Leonard scoffed.
"Right." He said, looking down at his PADD. He felt really embarrassed- he couldn't believe that Spock knew he just dreamed of him grinding on him for God's sake! "I blame Jim. He was the one bringing up sex and things earlier today..." He grumbled, and was met with silence. He looked up to see Spock staring at him. He wasn't going to jump him, was he?
"I will not 'jump' you, Leonard." Spock replied quietly, and Leonard scowled at the man.
"Stop readin' my thoughts, you damn hobgoblin!" Leonard stood abruptly and walked towards the door. He wasn't going sit around and be poked with some goddamn Vulcan voodoo!
Spock grabbed his wrist and turned him around. "Don't do that." Spock said quietly, and Leonard glared at him.
"Then don't..." Leonard trailed off and sighed at Spock's expression. Or rather, lack of expression, which Leonard learned was probably worse than any expression at all. Suddenly he felt bad, and softened up a bit. "I'm sorry. I know I'm being unreasonable. I'm just not used to this. Not used to..."
"Me." Spock finished, and Leonard frowned.
"Us?" He supplied, a healthier alternative to Spock's suggestion. Spock frowned the slightest bit. "This is by far the weirdest relationship that I have ever been in." Leonard admitted, and he could feel Spock's amusement at that. The man's face remained unchanged, though. "Don't you ever smile, you damned hobgoblin?" Leonard smiled despite himself, and tried to make Spock's face form a smile with his hands. It was highly amusing, and he was getting a lot of joy out of making Spock's face do weird things.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Spock asked, raising an eyebrow, and Leonard laughed.
"Yes. I like seeing you make expressions that you wouldn't do in front of other people." Leonard said, resting his hands on the sides of Spock's head.
"Leonard..." Spock said quietly, and Leonard almost feared that it was going to be bad. "Every single person that I have met have only been concerned about my performance as a human or a Vulcan. While on the Enterprise, many have told me that I am too Vulcan. You, however, have proven different. While initially judgmental on my race, you have come to express that your only reservation with me as your partner is the fact that I am male. You are the first to be with me and not categorize my actions as either 'too Vulcan' or 'too human.' Thank you, Leonard." While Leonard was busy trying to absorb what he just said, he almost missed the hint of a real smile appearing on Spock's face.
Leonard caressed Spock's face with the back of his hand, which had quickly composed itself back into its regular state. He moved his hand back and barely rubbed Spock's ear between his fingers before Spock backed away so fast he almost fell over himself. Face flushed green, he cupped the ear that Leonard touched.
"Oh, so I found your sweet spot, did I?" Leonard laughed, and Spock all but glared at him. Seeing Spock laid out before him like that made him feel unbelievably warm inside. Despite their almost-fight earlier, Leonard was feeling pretty close to Spock in that moment, even though the other man was staggered a few feet away with his hand against the side of his head.
Spock dropped his hand and took a deep breath, visibly taking back his composure. He put his hands behind his back, looking more professional. "Leonard, I would appreciate it if you refrained from touching my ears in any casual way." He said, and Leonard snorted and shook his head. Seeing Spock's face so green, and so vulnerable, just made him quite excited. He could feel his body warming up, his heart beating fast in his chest, blood swarming to his groin. Spock breathed deeply once more, and Leonard remembered that the Vulcan knew what he was thinking.
Leonard walked over to Spock, and sat them both down on the couch. It was too late to turn back now. And now he knew a safe, not-uncomfortable way to go about this sort of thing. He put his hand in Spock's hair, and ran a thumb along it up to the point. The man's hands clenched into fists, so Leonard moved closer and took one of them. Spock relaxed at the hand-to-hand contact, so he rubbed his ear again. He knew that Vulcans' skin could be quite sensitive, but the ears? Those perfect, pointed ears could illicit so much pleasure for Spock, and Leonard was surely going to take advantage of that.
Genital touching was something he was not ready for, but ears? No problem.
Leonard turned Spock's head and kissed him gently, probing his lips with his tongue. Spock granted him entrance, and their tongues could finally mingle with one another. Through the kissing, Leonard continued to caress Spock's ear. It was entirely blissful, and his face was hot from the pleasure. He could feel how much Spock was enjoying the contact, which heightened his own pleasure. Spock pulled away, face well flushed.
"Leonard. If we do not stop, I will-" Spock tried to warn him, but practically choked on his words when Leonard licked his ear. He sucked on his earlobe, wrapping one hand around to fondle the other ear, and the other hand to his side to feel Spock's rapid heartbeat. Spock moaned deeply, encouraging him to continue. Leonard felt a hand traveling up his thigh, and growled to make it stop. Somehow, some way, he projected unto Spock that he wasn't ready for that yet- even though he got harder at the thought. The hand was removed, and Leonard could fully continue ravaging Spock's ear with his tongue.
When Leonard could feel Spock getting close, he allowed his tongue-work to become more fervent, and brushed his teeth against the hot skin. When Leonard pushed his tongue into Spock's ear, the Vulcan came immediately, moaning loudly. Leonard orgasmed with him, moaning against Spock's ear. He rested his head on the Vulcan's shoulder, and it took a while for them to come down from the climax.
"I am so glad that you enjoy something as innocent as that." Leonard laughed, taking deep breaths to calm his rapid heartbeat. Spock didn't answer, so they just sat against each other for a while.
When Leonard realized how tired he was, he looked at his watch and sighed. "I should go." He said, getting up and not trying to feel uncomfortable in his now wet boxers. Spock nodded, and he could feel that the man was disappointed to see him leave, but that was enough excitement for the day. Leonard bent down and kissed Spock gently, before walking to the door. "Goodnight," he said, then left.
Leonard woke up with a spring in his step, and even smiled at some nurses on his way into Sickbay. They smiled back and looked at him funny, but he ignored that. He was just feeling good. When lunch came around, he grabbed a nice, light salad and sat right next to Spock. He smiled at the Vulcan.
"You look well, Leonard," Spock said, quirking up an eyebrow.
"As do you, Spock," Leonard replied with a smirk, and Jim got a promiscuous expression on his face.
"Yeah, I could even hear you guys in there, both moaning like angels." Jim said, and Chekov choked on his food.
"You sure you weren't just fantasizing, Jim?" Leonard replied, tucking into his salad. The Captain glared at him, and went back to talking to Uhura about other things. And boy was Leonard glad that nobody else commented on it. Chekov kept looking between him and Spock, but a well-pointed glare fixed that.
Spock bumped their knees together, and leaned in to whisper quietly into his ear. What he said made Leonard choke on his water.
"Next time, we do it in your quarters."
~FIN... NOT!