Author's Note:
I haven't had any reviews yet, but I couldn't help myself. My finger slipped, and I ended up writing some porn for these two lol. So this chapter is definitely rated M!
I'm not turning this into a big novel type fic, but I'm going to write a series of ficlets and they will all be posted as chapters for this story :)
I used some google translate Russian again, which I've given a translation for at the end like before! I've mostly written it so Pavel will repeat himself in English, but just in case.
Please enjoy and review :)
Disclaimer:
I do not own Star Trek.
Pavel stirred awake, a soft yet loud enough noise, pulling him out of slumber. He could feel a large, warm body pressed against him. An arm was curled possessively around his waist. Pavel smiled, suddenly remembering, and glanced beside him to watch as Leonard snored peacefully. His Lyonya. All his. He could not believe it after what had happened over the past few weeks.
He began to replay last night over in his mind. After Leonard had dragged them out of Engineering, they had gone back to Pavel's quarters, as Leonard hadn't wanted to risk somebody coming to visit his own.
When they had reached Pavel's room, Leonard very gently lowered him down onto the bed and they began to kiss again. Remembering this made Pavel bite his lip, fighting back a huge smile. After kissing each other for a while, Leonard had very skillfully removed both of their shirts and tossed them to the floor. He had leaned down and began kissing all over Pavel's torso, which had produced some very embarrassing noises on his own behalf. The doctor kept lingering on Pavel's nipples, biting at them gently and sucking, swirling his tongue over the sensitive skin. It wasn't long until Pavel had been a trembling mess, and could feel his incredibly hard erection straining against the fabric of his trousers. He could feel it leaking, too, and Leonard seemed to notice a wet patch from it. All it took was for Leonard to press his palm down onto Pavel's crotch, and that was it. He came, hard. It was his first time, and it had felt incredible, but he was so embarrassed for doing it so quickly.
He glanced at the sleeping doctor beside him again, still feeling quite mortified with himself for reaching climax as fast as he had the night before. Leonard insisted that it was very flattering, but Pavel had been so self-conscious he hid his face under the blanket until Leonard scooped him into his arms, and eventually the two of them had fallen asleep.
Mostly, Pavel felt guilty that he had not been able to return the favour to Leonard. He had wanted to make him feel good, too. His eyes travelled down to the older man's groin area, staring at the very faint outline of his penis. Pavel blushed at himself, but very slowly moved, trying not to wake Leonard, and then sat himself between Leonard's legs. Surprisingly, he did not awaken from the movement, so Pavel got to work.
Nervous, he reached out and gently traced his long fingers over the currently small bulge. As expected, nothing happened, but Pavel couldn't help but to feel a little disappointed. So he spread his hand out flat over Leonard's… cock. Pavel shivered as he thought of the word. He had never used 'dirty' words like this before, but he was pretty sure he liked it judging by the tight feeling in his boxers.
As he began to move his hand back and forth, applying pressure, he could feel the older man's cock beginning to harden. Smiling to himself, he decided to experiment by gripping Leonard's erection through his trousers, and squeezing quite hard. Abruptly, a deep, guttural moan filled the room and Pavel very nearly jumped in shock. He glanced up sheepishly, to see that Leonard was staring down at him through barely open eyes, his lips slightly agape.
Pavel's hands flew to his mouth, feeling insecure. "I am so sorry, Lyonya! I did not mean to – I mean I just -"
Leonard chuckled, his morning voice raspy. "Pasha, please continue. This is the best damn wakeup call I've ever had." He folded his arms behind his head and smiled lazily.
Pavel blushed very hard, but a surge of courage went through him. "What… What would you like me to continue? What do you want, Lyonya? Tell me."
The older man licked his lips. "You want me to dirty talk with you, Pasha?" His cock looked as if it had gotten harder saying this.
"Yes, I would like to try it very much. But forgive me if mine comes out as Russian."
Leonard sat up suddenly, and kissed Pavel hard on the mouth, then moved his lips along his jaw. "I want you to keep touching my dick." His mouth purred into Pavel's ear.
He squeaked in response and immediately returned his hands to Leonard's crotch, continuing his previous technique. Pavel sat back as he rubbed Leonard's cock, and marveled at the sight of the other man in pleasure. He had his eyes closed, head back, mouth open, speaking silent words. Pavel gripped harder through the fabric.
"I want to hear you, Lyonya. Do not be silent. I need to know if I am doing a good job."
Leonard cracked an eyelid. "Trust me, baby, you're doing great."
"B-baby?" Pavel felt his stomach fill with warmth, along with his cheeks.
"Oh, sorry, you don't like that? Is it too similar to 'kid'?"
Pavel kept his grasp on Leonard's erection and leaned in to kiss him. "It is very sweet. In Russia, when we call someone 'baby' like that, we say kroshka."
"Kroshka…" Leonard repeated in a messy accent.
"Very good." Pavel breathed against his mouth, before clambering on top of the doctor and grinding their cocks together.
Leonard moaned. Loud. He gripped onto Pavel. "Jesus. Fuck, Pasha. You feel so good against me."
"Lyonya…" He all but exhaled. "Ya khochu, chtoby... Sosi vash petukh."
Leonard chuckled. "As much as that sounds hot coming out of that pretty little mouth, I still have no damn clue what you just said to me."
Pavel felt his face flush, and he bit his lip. He rocked against Leonard again, feeling the jolt of electricity. He let his tongue slowly, and very deliberately, stick out and then run over his mouth. Then he glanced down at Leonard's erection before looking back up again, hoping the older man would understand his hint.
There was a low growl. "Tell me." Leonard buried his mouth in Pavel's neck. "Wanna hear you say it, damn it…"
Pavel moaned softly. "I want to… Suck on your… Cock."
He immediately hid his face, still feeling a little embarrassed from this dirty talking thing. Abruptly, Leonard shifted so he was laying on his back again. He kept his gaze steady on Pavel, half aroused, and half serious. Pavel gulped, unsure what such an animalistic yet concerned expression could possibly mean. He hoped he had not spoiled the mood?
Pavel rubbed his palm gently over Leonard's inner thigh. "Did I do something wrong, Lyonya?"
"Of course not," the older man assured. "I'm just a little worried."
"Worried?"
"That you might be moving too fast."
Pavel frowned. "You do not want me to give you oral sex?"
"Christ in Heaven…" Leonard muttered. "Believe me, I want it more than anything."
Pavel moved quickly, reaching up and undoing the snap and fly of Leonard's trousers until they were completely open, revealing the older man's very wet erection, still concealed in a pair of blue briefs. Pavel stared and stared, until Leonard cleared his throat, making him flush a very deep red.
"Lyonya, you are leaking a lot." He dabbed his fingers on the stain. "Kakoy besporyadok. What a mess…"
Leonard didn't reply except to let out a strangled noise in his throat. Pavel took this as a sign that he was no longer going to protest. Bobbing his head down, and keeping his eyes on the older man's, he flicked out his tongue to lap at the sticky mark on Leonard's underwear. It was quite salty in taste, but not necessarily unpleasant. He licked again.
"Jesus. Shit. Are you sure you – "
"Lyonya," Pavel said firmly. "Be quiet and let me do this for you."
The older man just gaped in surprise, but nodded and settled back down on the bed to continue watching. Pavel felt a light flutter in his stomach, but refused to stop now. He knew his nervousness was only due to being inexperienced and fearing he would not be good at pleasing Leonard, not because he did not want to do this.
Tucking his fingertips beneath the band of Leonard's briefs, Pavel tugged them down his muscled thighs and, rather embarrassingly, felt his eyes widen in disbelief.
"Leonid!" He gasped. "Yebena mat'! You are… Ogromnyy! Enormous!"
Leonard looked equally smug and self-conscious. "Uh, thank you, Pasha… I hope that's okay?"
Pavel gazed up at him, still wide eyed. "Will it… Will it even fit in my mouth?!"
"Well…" Leonard jerked his hips a little. "Only one way to find out?"
Feeling nervous all over again, Pavel gawked at the incredibly large cock in front of him. His cheeks burned, his stomach coiled, his fingers trembled. How was that going to… He shook his head. It was okay, he could do this.
Pavel grasped the base of Leonard's erection and timidly brushed his tongue over the frenulum. He heard the older man gasp. Feeling encouraged, Pavel then slipped his lips over the crown, taking the entirety of the head into his mouth and hesitantly flicking his tongue around. This caused louder sounds to escape from Leonard, so Pavel continued these motions for a few moments, simultaneously rubbing at the bottom of Leonard's cock.
"Holy hell. Pasha, I – Fuck. I don't think I'm gonna last…"
Pavel beamed up at Leonard, then bravely took his entire length into his mouth and slid down until he could feel the tip brushing against the back of his throat. Remembering some tips he had both overheard and researched, he squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his left hand into a tight fist, trying desperately to overcome his gag reflex. A string of curse words exploded from Leonard, and rather abruptly, Pavel felt the hot, sticky liquid of the older man's semen squirt deep into his mouth.
The pulses lasted a few seconds, before Leonard finally went limp beneath Pavel and he was able to let his now softening cock fall from his mouth. Reluctantly, Pavel swallowed the salty substance, unsure of what to do instead, and then smiled up at his lover who was looking rather exhausted.
"C'mere…" Leonard murmured.
Pavel slid up beside him and knelt on his heels. "I hope that was enjoyable for you. I wanted to make you feel good."
"It was amazing, krasotka…" He said it as if uncertain of the word's meaning.
Pavel went bright pink. "You learn Russian for me, Lyonya?!"
"Uh, well, I tried to find a few pet names is all… While you were asleep."
"Lyonya…" Pavel buried his face in Leonard's neck, embarrassed. "Krasotka means 'beautiful girl'!"
Leonard groaned. "Damn it. I knew that reverse translator wouldn't be any good. I was trying to call you 'babe'! It's a pretty common American word to call your lover."
Pavel giggled. "It is alright. I guess I do look sort of feminine anyway. Am I your beautiful girl, Leonid?" He teased.
"You're my beautiful boy, yes." Leonard grinned, but still looking a little humiliated. "And, if I'm correct, I believe it's your turn to feel good."
Pavel chewed his lip and immediately felt his boxers stirring again. "Hopefully I will last longer this time."
"Not if I can help it."
The older man flipped Pavel onto his back, making him gasp in surprise, which then turned into a moan as he felt Leonard kissing down his navel. He felt a tongue dip into the curve of his hip bone, some teeth grazing at the skin. Leonard's hand reached up and rested it on the button of Pavel's trousers, and he looked up, asking the silent question. Pavel just stared down at him, eyes glazed over.
"Da. Pozhaluysta." He managed.
Leonard must have remembered those specific words, because in a flash he had Pavel's pants and boxer shorts pulled all the way down to his knees. Feeling quite exposed, he buried his face into the curve of his own shoulder and peeked a look at the older man.
"So fucking gorgeous. Every inch of you."
Pavel could have sworn his face was purple by now. "I am not big. Like you are. Is that okay?"
"You're only eighteen, baby. You still got some growin' to do. Though, you're plenty big now, Christ."
As he said this, he wrapped his hand around Pavel's ridiculously hard erection, and jerked it upward. He gripped the bedsheets, digging his teeth deep into his lip so hard that he drew blood. A strangled moan vibrated through his throat.
"Akh! Tak khorosho! Pozhaluysta, podrobneye, Lyonya!" Pavel was struggling to speak English. "M-more!" He forced out.
Leonard nodded, licking his lips. "Do you want the same thing?"
Pavel felt light headed at the thought. "If you do that I will surely ejaculate in mere seconds."
"Say 'come', Pasha." The older man licked a stripe up Pavel's cock. "I want you to say you'll come for me."
His nails dug into the bedclothes from screwing them up in his hands. Leonard kept watching him, eyes never moving, as he opened his mouth to slide it down Pavel's erection. It was a painfully slow action, but Pavel was honestly grateful for it as he felt like he probably would have exploded had Leonard gone any faster. His chest was heaving, overwhelmed by all the sensations, and he could feel his stomach pooling with heat.
"Lyonya… Skoro ya pridu…" He moaned.
"Say it for me."
Leonard bobbed up and down, sucking hard on Pavel's cock. He felt his body trembling.
"Akh! Ya sobirayus' priyekhat'! I am going to come for you, Lyonya!"
He unwillingly thrust up into Leonard's mouth, and felt his entire body tingle like it had the night before. He vaguely felt Leonard's hands pushing down on his hips to keep him in place, but he was too far gone at this point. Pavel reached to take a fistful of the older man's hair as he felt himself convulse, his orgasm taking over, and spurting out into Leonard's throat. It seemed to last forever, pulse after pulse, until finally his lower half fell back down onto his bed in a heap. His chest heaved, and sweat dripped down the side of his face. He glanced down at Leonard coyly who was wiping some semen from his lip.
"I am sorry, Leonid… I got carried away… "
Leonard grinned. "I won't lie, there was a lot."
"Next time, please do not hesitate to stop as I am reaching climax so you at least do not have to swallow it." Pavel blushed, feeling guilty.
The older man just chuckled, and moved up the bed beside him. He leaned in and kissed him, deeply, his tongue pushing onto Pavel's.
"Lyonya… I can taste myself…" He murmured.
"Then you'll know just how damn good that is."
Pavel shook his head with a bashful smile, burying his face into Leonard's chest. He felt a kiss being pressed into the top of his curls and sighed happily.
"You are like a magician, Lyonya. You make me feel so good. Can we do it again soon?"
Leonard groaned. "You're going to kill me, kid."
Russian Used:
"Kroshka" = baby (pet name)
"Ya khochu, chtoby... Sosa vash petuhk." = I want to... Suck on your cock
"Kakoy besporyadok" = what a mess
"Yebena mat'!" = holy shit!
"Ogromnyy" = enormous/large/huge
"Krasotka" = beautiful girl
"Da" = yes
"Pozhaluysta" = please
"Ahk! Tak khorosho! Pozhaluysta, podrobneye!" = Ah! So good! Please, more!"
"Skoro ya pridu" = Soon I will come
"Ya sobirayus' priyekhat'!" = I'm going to come