because of two fabulous reviews from beautiesrosemightneverdie & zeynel (don't forget the faves!) so i decided to post this mini chapter to direct traffic to the other site...cheesy & selfish, but remember the rule of not posting 'Adult Content' on FFnet?
enjoy & thank you all who read the first chapter! :)

In a flash, Kirk's teeth found the flesh of Khan's wrist, he bit down as hard as he could, his teeth aching as he ventured as far as his jaws allowed into the supple skin, Khan only raised a dark brow, his body showing the very slightest of quakes from the sheer pleasure of being bitten, the fires of his despotic side fed upon the tenacity still within Jim. Kirk spat out the hand though feeling the strong urge to suck the entire organ into his throat, to somehow fill himself no matter Where he could get the relief. Saliva dripped over his lips, the seat of his pants and front soaked through with his bodily lubricant tethered him weakly to the floor in liquid strands, the very idea sickening him and alas giving his legs the strength to avoid Khan's advance toward him. Kirk shied away from the hand again reaching to touch his face, he fell flat on his ass in a weak attempt to avoid the very thing he vowed himself to destroy, but the soothing heat of his enemy was oh so tempting and he lashed out again with his teeth still aching from their last effort at doing more damage than slightly creasing Khan's skin.

Aware of his all too sticky body, Kirk crawled into a corner hurriedly on his legs as he stood, seeming as if trying to disappear into the shuttle's cranny, he gulped in the sparse oxygen before he sighed like a weak-willed liar rather than shouting authoritatively, "-don't come near me-"

His skin jumped with every inch Khan took in of his body, clearly observing him in his most vulnerable and probably most defensive state, he shook off the observing-lavishing glare of his captain, willing himself to resist as he always had, yet through the cloudy gaze that used to be his sight, he saw the watery form of Khan striding almost deliberately to him. Was it fear? Intimidation? Caution? All of which were none of the above, the captain felt nothing but utter loss of control, yet kept a scant shred for his own sanity, providing how he was unveiling a new kind of torture to Kirk, unavoidable, absolute, and predictably free of outer motives. Kirk clenched the PADD even closer to the point of breaking the screen, he cursed the shuttle quietly for not being able to charge as quickly as he had wanted, he swore at everything going wrong on his quickie steal-and-escape assignment he was the best fit for, and it did nothing in deterring Khan's newly awakened interest in him.

His voice sent sparks up Kirk's spine, relighting extinguished flames and completely dulling his self-preservation to a whisper, Khan leaned over the former captain, taking his time nudging at the slick skin stinking of sweet pheromones, the 'come hither' scent paired with Kirk's half-lidded blue eyes strikingly appearing as if being genetically enhanced, he thought to himself of the unblemished irises, 'Beautifully colored. Almost true to the palette.'

Khan knew he should be twisting both of Kirk's arms out of their sockets, interrogating the young man for information regarding the human rebellion, but they knew each other too well: Kirk would never give in and Khan would never give up, he knew by all of Starfleet's knowledge of their organic biology that there was no use dealing with an animal in heat, nor a human in his case for their stubborn craving to breed. Their hours would be wasted away by Khan breaking all prisoner of war penal codes he had written himself, twisting Kirk into unnamable works of cruelty, maybe dismembering him while the former captain would only give him false starts and sarcastic retorts. They had been through this on a weekly basis, Kirk being a major key member to the Federation loyal to humanity's survival, Khan was always the one directly questioning and coaxing out false information from Kirk, and Kirk was always the one receiving the many interrogation techniques which only toughened him up considerably instead of breaking under the unbearable pressure of Khan and his peers.

Anything and everything, all the attraction he had stifled prior came tumbling back tenfold, and like the call of animal instinct, he followed as a blind man does to his every other senses, Khan's tongue peered from between his lips while his hand took hold of Kirk's trembling jaw, he licked him from smooth clavicle, through the shivering tendons leaking droplets of pheromones, along the young man's close-shaved jaw and up to his brow. He turned the pain-broken face aside, and repeated, Kirk whimpered pitifully, almost thankfully for easing him nearer to obedient, his voice gasping out in response, his entire body undermining his unwillingness to become as sexually enticing as possible to the promising mate soothing his physical discomfort with a calming show of affection. A favor alphas would do for omegas or betas if either were locked into a feral mindset, all of which shocked Kirk back to consciousness, he threw his fist against Khan's cradling hand, knocking the limb away as he slid out from the corner and bounced on his toes in the center of the shuttle.

Kirk flung both fists, one after the other to Khan's abdomen and one to the ribcage, he followed up with a head butt resulting in his daze, being thrown backwards by his own force only to regain his footing. Adrenaline ran wild pumping his veins an energy and alive with the hormones, but all he could do to not die for penetration was fight back as much as he was capable of, Khan was up to the challenge. Khan caught the next hard swing to his face, he flung Kirk's hand away, again a knee aimed at his ribs being blocked, not for the next succession of blows Kirk threw, right fist connecting to chest, left to the right temple, two right uppercuts to the chin and alas both fists combined into a clenched knot and every ounce of strength Kirk had to knock against Khan's left shoulder. Yet there he stood unfazed, his frame a little askew from all the insignificantly damaging blows dealt to him, Khan humored the heated alpha by shrugging his shoulders as if to brush off the hardly-registered pain bordering a mere half-hearted pinch to his skin, he ushered him in with a hand gesturing 'Have another go.'

"I'm kicking your ass, captain!" Kirk huffed quietly as he tucked his chin down into his collarbone and floated inward only to jump back at the slightest turn of Khan's lips.

"Too awfully confident in your ability, Kirk?" Khan nodded diffidently, his extraterrestrial-inspired eyes neither blinking nor flicking to their surroundings as the human's had, he stepped inward teasingly, not in the least falling into an defensive stance or cowering at the most flirtatious growl Kirk emitted unknowingly, "You look a bit bothered."

"I'm just as easily distracted," Kirk rasped almost choking on the overpowering musk clouding his better judgment, he now more than ever fought his inner workings which screamed submission, he again quelled the urge to fall on his hands and knees for Khan, angered by his own body's near-betrayal he growled and aimed his right fist with all the rage he had pent up for the tyrant before him, "No way am I losing This time!"

In the split second it took for Kirk to launch himself at Khan, the captain recognized his own slight miscalculation leading to his current scuffle against possibly the most stubborn human he had ever the pleasure to break in:

TBC on Ao3

this is only half of the second chapter, & the third chapter is the Last containing all the Khirk smut i can type without fainting