OH MY GOD GUYS I AM SOOOOOOOOO SORRY! Been so busy with work and college and it's been mad bro's. Here a short love scene to make up for it. sorry again, I love you all.
Jim was sat in Spock's lap, kissing and sucking on the Vulcan's neck as he tried to study. The blond occasionally grinded his hips against his partners, moving the book away every time it was picked up, pressing kisses to Spock's lips every once and a while, as well as moaning in his ear. He was super horny. It had been a while since their last sexual encounter (Jim's birthday), due to the younger man's condition. Jim had been studying hard to get his grades back up, and he'd even sold the flat with pretty much everything in it, living comfortably at Uncle Chris's and a few nights at the Grayson residence.
"James I am busy at the moment." Spock said firmly, trying to push Jim away. He kissed him a few times; trying to satisfy his lover for long enough.
"Play with me. I need to be played with, I'm so bored," Jim whispered in a sultry tone, with a little moan. "You need rewarding for being such a good doctor and boyfriend; I am going to let you do whatever you want to me. Please, you've been studying so hard, you need a break babe. You must want to as well."
"That is why masturbation was invented. We have important exams coming up, my answer is no." Jim grinned a little at the thought of Spock masturbating over him, and then proceeded to sulk at the other end of the sofa, and Spock hated upsetting his Prince. "Later, I promise my darling, but do not sulk, it doesn't suit you." Jim made a small sound of annoyance, turning to face away from Spock. "You will have my undivided attention soon."
"Forget it, I'm going on a formal protest."
"Denied."
"Informal protest?"
"Denied." They smiled at each other, with a small chuckle. "We watch far too much 'The Big Bang Theory'." Realising he had finished the chapter he was supposed to read, he slide over to Jim, pressing butterfly kissed down his neck and shoulder. "I can take a break now."
"Still no."
"Why are you acting so stubborn? Don't you want me anymore?" Jim tried to ignore him. "I need a break babe."
"You do terrible impressions of me, and we're not doing it now."
"I can make you want to."
"Well tough, that ship has sailed." Spock pulled Jim close, kissing his neck and running his hands down the blonde's thighs, before moving them back into his hair. Jim needed a haircut desperately, but the Vulcan prayed he wouldn't cut it too short; he enjoyed running his finger through it when Jim hogged the entire blanket at night so he couldn't sleep. Jim moaned as he was pulled up, Spock grinding against him slightly.
"Upstairs or on the kitchen table?"
"Upstairs, but I'm still not happy about it, this better be angry sex."
"I live to pleasure you James, you know this."
"Then why be such an ass before then!?" Spock just chuckled, taking the younger man's hand, leading him up the stairs. "I don't want angry sex, by the way."
"I know."
"I mean it's our second time and I don't really remember the first, so if we could do it like that again that would be brilliant and," Spock put a finger to his lips when they reached the top of the stairs. "Being illogical again?"
"Very, yet I still love you. And if that is what you desire, that is how it shall be." He whispered, before leading Jim into the room, locking the door behind him, before kissing the blond softly whilst pressing him against the door. They kissed slowly, lingering; they wanted to remember every detail of this. Jim pushed Spock back, lying on the Vulcan's bed before pulling him down to continue, gently pulling him out of his shirt.
"Can I just rip it?"
"No, it's Armani." Jim rolled his eyes, kissing the older man again. Spock nipped at Jim's neck, making the younger man yelp a little. "Do not roll you eyes at me."
"Better start rolling your hips then." They smiled at each other, before joining their lips as the shred their clothes quickly, grinding against each other's hard member. "Lie on your back." Spock raised an eyebrow, but was flipped by Jim before he had the chance to question his motive. The blond kissed down his chest, coming to unbutton his trousers, when Spock held his chin, pulling him back up. "I want to reward you."
"You didn't do that on our first time. And you don't have to do that."
"I want to, you've looked after me so well, you need a little pleasure." Spock smiled softly, sitting up to kiss him tenderly.
"Seeing you blossom and happy is enough pleasure for me, James. I love you very much, with all my heart, and all I want is for you to be well and happy with me." Jim smiled, sliding to lie next to him, before bringing their lips together. They brushed against one another, removing the rest of their clothing. "Lie on your back." Jim laughed, doing as he was told whilst Spock rummaged in his draw for lube and condoms. Condom on and lube on fingers, he hovered above the younger man, with a smile. "Ready?" Jim ran his hands up Spock's arms, holding him just below the shoulder.
"Always, for you." Spock chuckled, pushing his finger into Jim, watching him arch back and sigh, before going deeper. Making sure the younger was stretched enough; he aliened him, kissing Jim's neck. "Please, babe, please hurry?"
"Oh course, babe." Jim laughed, holding onto him a little tighter as Spock pushed all the way into him, smiling as his head fell back onto the pillow, a breathy moan falling off of his lips, with a small groan following. "Have I hurt you?"
"No… no, oh move." Spock rolled his hips slowly against Jim; his head rested on the younger man's shoulder. Jim's head stayed back, moaning and buckling, urging Spock to go faster. "Please hurry."
"Patience my darling. Oh how I have missed you like this, in my bed. At my mercy." Jim laughed, bucking up. "I love you."
"I love you too. Now let's get on with it." Spock laughed, kissing the blond as he moved his hips quicker, Jim moaning into his mouth, holding on to his back. They rocked together, sighing and moaning each other's names, begs and pleas, grips on skin and kisses lingering on their bodies. They made love to one another, giving themselves to each other with love and affection. "S-Spock… oh I…"
"Look at me when you do." Spock breathed out, pressing his forehead to Jim's. The younger man let his eyes roll back for a moment, before staring up at Spock. "Right at me." Jim nodded, crying out silently as he spilled his seed on their stomach's, watching as Spock released. Spock lay on Jim as they recovered, Jim drawing patterns on the older man's back, writing messages that made them both smile. Groaning at the loss when Spock pulled away to dispose of the condom, he welcomed him back with open arms, cuddling close.
"That was… wonderful." Jim whispered, eyelids dropping. "I love you so much."
"And I love you. Sleep now, we can speak later." Jim lay his head on Spock's chest, his heart beat soothing him to sleep.
