the third chapter is up on Ao3, & as soon as this one is finished, this story will be deleted on FFnet. Thank you all
Jim landed one of the best hits he was ever capable of in that moment his captain stilled, Khan recomposed himself by brushing his black strands correctly into place, his expression showing the slightest hint of what Kirk would mistake as an incriminatory glare, Khan's eyes narrowing only until the thinnest steely gray rings reached through the haze of thick pheromones wafting about in the shuttle as if it were smoke. The shuttle hummed to life, and lurched forward in its initial takeoff into the silent darkness surrounding protectively - leaving Khan's warship Ares Convoy unmanned, completely floating in the same soundless sea wrapping the tiny explorer pod. Thankfully, the warship Ares Convoy blares no alert of the escaped shuttle, the ship only disappears peacefully into the stars as the shuttle gave the 'all clear' signal to the pilot. Jim glanced up from the floor he was laying against upon his stomach, the cool floor nearly burning his hot skin and feeling as if it were sizzling over his bones, Kirk hauled himself up unto his arms, his legs refusing to fold beneath his weight, they instead spread at the knee to his horror.
He clasped his legs shut only to have a knee wedged between his thighs and a solid grip holding his left wrist high above his head, Kirk glanced back to Khan, his growl becoming a distressed sob as the tongue again laved his skin from shoulder to the heated tip of his ear, soothing his rigid tendons and perspiring skin. Sensations both familiar and amplified rolled up his spine in waves, Khan took another taste, his tongue dipping along Kirk's throat and twining his fingers into the human's hands, their fingers at first splayed against each other until Kirk's fingers clenched into Khan's hand. The lines between anger and anticipation built behind Kirk's shame leaking against Khan's thigh and knee, he clawed away at the floor with his right hand in an attempt to flee or get loose, anything to keep from having his ass bump against the thigh pressing at his sensitive parts, his legs fared off no better at trying to squirm or propel his strength-sapped body forward. Yet his nerves rooted him to the spot beneath Khan, his nerves firing off hot pulses to his wet lips, to his swollen nipples, along the veins and skin of his throbbing cock, along the fleshy divide and disturbingly inside the walls of his contracting ass, he felt himself again dribble bodily lubricants.
He leaked all the more from all ends, his eyes burning from the lights and wet to his chin, his lips overflowing saliva from his watering mouth, he laid his face against the warm chest and panted quietly, his own ribcage tight with tense muscles and legs locked at the knees against each other, his spine rigidly arched upwards into Khan's abdomen. Warmth bordering cool whispered along the short hairs of Kirk's neck, slightly turning the mist on his skin icy in contrast, he ground his forehead into the floor, denying himself his nature to submit, to push his ass into the air against Khan's groin, though his skin ached for stronger contact, his muscles thrummed from Yearning for every touch he forced himself not to beg for. Yet the sounds forced itself out of Kirk's panting mouth, he shut his teeth together, quelling the urge to look up into Khan's eyes and confirm all his worse fears: he unwittingly attracted a mate. Khan's warm hand came to rest gently on his chin, tracing the tense tendons and skin perspiring the most delicious scent ever to be created, Kirk's sigh escaped almost instantly and he opened his eyes, unable to keep them closed any second longer.
Khan leaned over him, steel-grey irises framing black lust-hazed pupils, dark brows neutrally motionless save for a slight twitch in the right, pale lips sporting a shine from saliva, Kirk felt himself lurch forward as if to grind himself into the floor, only dislodging himself from Khan's gentle grip. Kirk threw himself into a wall, his body whipping around on his knees, nearly expecting to find Khan pressed up behind him, he saw his captain rising gracefully from his knees, his weight rolling unto the balls of his toes as he sat on his hunches, his perfect eyes raking sinfully over Kirk's half defenseless form. Kirk gulped half in fear - half in nervous humiliation, the contact of Khan's breath ghosting over his flesh though he sat only two meters away, clutching at the metal and feeling his inner muscles flutter at the shuttle's vibrations, he was losing himself and he knew it.
It was only a matter of time before the artificial genes took over, until then, Kirk hardened his gaze and snapped like an agitated animal, his words no more than half a handful lest his voice taper away to embarrassing mewls, "Keep away, Khan!"
Khan tilted his chin up in a haughty display, his spine visibly shivering to the beautiful rumpled human trying to give a seductive threat, his own voice was clear, the deep baritone in his syllables playing along and all the same leading on an enticing challenge, "Give me a reason, Kirk."
"-Or I'll-!" Kirk's temper got beat out by his need to strip down and cool himself, yet he decided against making this in the least Easy for his captor, he gulped overcome as he hooked a finger over the neck of his shirt and pulled slightly to ease the tightness in his neck, he weakly whimpered, "-or I'll-"
"Or you'll What?" Khan licked his plush lips and suddenly Kirk was writhing in madness against the wall, his mind stunned and caught between avoiding and craving all the attention Khan was sure to offer, he asked calmly low, expecting another act of defiance, "Or you'll what, Kirk?"
Kirk felt as if he were running so far, so fast for so long that he could hardly catch his breath, his lungs were about to explode telling by the cold soreness in his throat, he gave up trying to develop a plan, he instead huffed seriously if his voice did not pitch into a moan at the end, "You'll regret invading Earth."
"Ah?" Khan's eyes lit up with interest, he rose up to his full height, displaying the intimidating bulge in his groin, he took from behind his back an object unclear to Kirk, he put the items in full view of the dazed human, displaying a pair of Teflon-coated cuffs, "The pleasure is all mine."
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