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Fic: Let's Be Legends, NC-17, Kirk/McCoy

Title: Let’s Be Legends
Author: caitri
Pairings: Kirk/McCoy
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1887
Summary: Just because the world isn’t fair doesn’t mean you quit fighting. A PWP featuring vampire!Jim. A BTVS/Trek XI mash-up, sequel to Totally Not a Stockholm Syndrome Thing.
Disclaimer: I know this may come as a shock, but I am not, amazing as it may seem, Gene Roddenberry, J.J. Abrams, Paramount or Bad Robot. Nor Joss Whedon or Mutant Enemy. Just so you know.

Leonard knocks on the door to Jim’s apartment, heart beating wildly. He looks around anxiously, fully aware that he’s being ridiculous—no one is going to really care about him skipping school, and hell, it’s the last day so there’s really no big deal about it, but he has a lifetime of excellent behavior and straight As and overachiverness behind him, and on top of that he’s doing this

The door is unlocked, and he moves in quickly as Jim shuts it behind him. It’s dark inside, curtains tightly drawn over the heavily UV-filtered glass.

“Bones?” the vampire says blankly. “What are you doing here?”

Leonard takes a deep breath. He’s had—he’s had a few hours about how he wants to say this, and he’s got it all laid out in his head, but looking at Jim now, taking him in, it’s all he can do to stick to the plan.

“I want to spend today with you,” he says, faster and with less assurance than he wants. “And I want—“ And dammit, he can’t even say “sex”, what the fuck? So he gestures in frustration and just keeps going. “I don’t want you to tell me no, that I’m too young and you’re too old or you’re a vampire and you’re so bad and guilty and crap, okay, we’ve been over that and I’ve heard it and Goddammit, Jim, I don’t care! And I love you and tonight—we might die tonight, one of us or both of us and I just want—in case—I just want—“

That’s when Jim kisses him, shutting him up thoroughly. His mouth is pressed hard on Leonard’s, and he tastes of nothing but that unearthly chill that should scare the shit out of him, or be completely disgusting, only of course it’s not because it’s Jim and he can barely remember a time when he didn’t want the vampire, or when touching him felt like anything but an almost painful desire.

Jim holds him tightly, their bodies pressed close together, warm and cool. When they break their kiss, Jim presses his forehead close against his, eyes shut tight as if in pain. “Dammit, Bones, did you really think I was gonna say no? Now?” And they both laugh, but it’s choked off and tense because this—them doing this—it shouldn’t be because they might die in a few hours, it really shouldn’t.

Just like Leonard and his friends shouldn’t have spent the last year fighting vampires and demons and saving the world, and how Dad shouldn’tve died of xenopolcythemnia, and Jim shouldn’t be a vampire and Leonard shouldn’t be a mortal and they shouldn’t love each other.

But that’s the way it is.

“I love you too, Bones,” Jim says, and oh God, was that all out loud? But Jim doesn’t seem to care, he seems to be laughing, and at first Leonard is kind of pissed off about that, too, but then, well, dammit, he had known that in his own way, too, hadn’t he—the vampire went and got his frikking soul back for him, and—

“I love you, Jim,” he murmurs back, and he can feel tears on his face, because he’s all kinds of terrified right now, but somehow saying all this is making him less afraid, too. “I love you, you need to know that just because—just in case—but I do, I love you—“

Jim kisses him again, different somehow, lips pressing against his mouth and then against his cheeks and eyelids in rapid succession, kissing away the tears and the terror and everything but Leonard’s hunger for him before he pulls back. “C’mon, you,” Jim says, and leads him upstairs to his bedroom.

They start pulling at each other’s clothes while still on the steps, shirts flying first, and then they’re pulling their shoes off awkwardly next. Leonard fumbles with Jim’s belt, finally unclasping it and pulling it open, tossing it aside where it hits the floor with a thunk. He starts working at the zipper of the vampire’s jeans, taught over the bulge and he can’t seem to work the damn thing right while Jim seems to have no such problem with the buttons of Leonard’s khaki pants. And then the zipper finally gives and they shove the last garments away, the both of them naked. Leonard shivers all over as Jim presses their bodies together in another embrace, their cocks already hard, trapped against their stomachs.

“Let me get you a blanket,” Jim whispers when he feels Leonard’s trembling. “I know—“ The rest of it, that I’m cold, goes unspoken. He pulls the blanket from his bed, wrapping Leonard up in it securely, but then Leonard puts his arms around Jim and drapes the edges of it around him too. They stand like that, nestled together, Leonard just breathing as Jim’s body starts to pick up some of the heat of Leonard’s own, and the fabric around them forms a pleasant cocoon of sorts.

“Better?” Jim’s light blue eyes are very wide, watching him carefully, like he himself can’t believe this is happening either. When Leonard nods and pushes him to the bed, kissing him again, the vampire lets him do it.

“Do you have—“ Leonard starts to ask, but Jim produces the box of condoms from behind the mattress. The human sighs in relief.

The vampire grins at him. “I still think it’s silly, you know. I’ve been dead over two hundred years!”

Leonard makes a face at him. “You could still be a carrier or something. Well you could be!” he adds as the vampire snorts, but he’s smiling when he says it.

“I have a confession to make,” Jim says as he opens a packet, pulling the condom out. “Since I haven’t done this—well, this part,” he clarifies at Leonard’s dubious snort, “in a couple centuries, in the spirit of optimism I decided to start practicing earlier.” He rolls the condom over his straining cock, taking care to leave the little space for the well at the tip and pulling the end up firmly.

“I appreciate it,” Leonard says dryly, and he does, really, but his own cock is so hard it almost hurts. Jim flashes him a quick grin, eyes flashing gold just for a second, and then his mouth is on him and it feels so fucking good. He moans, running his fingers through the vampire’s hair. “Stop,” he says after a moment, and Jim pulls back immediately, looking confused. “I want to come with you,” he explains, and the vampire nods, pulling backwards and grabbing the bottle of lube.

Jim prepares Leonard thoroughly, carefully insinuating a cool, slick finger into Leonard’s ass. Leonard groans, hips jerking uncontrollably when Jim crooks his finger just so, then a protesting grunt when he removes the digit.

“You alright?” Jim asks, slipping two fingers in this time, moving them carefully, and slowly, oh so slowly. Leonard swears he’s almost dizzy by the time he remembers to respond.

“Uh huh,” he exhales. It doesn’t really hurt—well, there’s a little pain but it’s mostly unfamiliar stretching—and at the same time there’s this building pressure like he’s on the cusp of something wonderful. “Great. Fine. Perfect.”

Oh God, I’m really having sex, he thinks.

“No, we’re having sex,” Jim corrects him, smug as ever.

Leonard makes a face, wishing he could not say everything that runs through his damn brain when the vampire is around. “It’s just that—“ He stops, and Leonard knows he was going to make a joke about his own prowess and all the other times they would have together, later, except they both know that right now?

It’s not true.

The world could be gone by tonight. Or it could still be here and they could be gone. Or any number of other haunting possibilities, and that’s why—that’s just why.

So they are both quiet as Jim positions himself, pulling one of Leonard’s legs over his shoulder so they are bent tightly together. He keeps one arm propped behind Leonard’s head, keeping him close as he presses the head of his cock to Leonard’s entrance, and pushes in. He moves with maddening slowness, centimeter by centimeter, until he’s completely sheathed.

That’s when he loses it: slips his control just for a second, game face flashing. Leonard inhales when he sees it, and Jim looks horrified.

“Sorry! Oh God, Bones, I’m so sorry!” The vampire’s jaw clenches in concentration, and the facial ridges and gold eyes disappear. “I didn’t mean to—“

“Shh,” Leonard murmurs carefully. He doesn’t want a repeat of Jim’s angry self-loathing like when he had just gotten his soul back. “Shh. It’s okay. Show me.”

Jim looks at him hesitantly, as if he’s lost his mind, but then frowns stubbornly. His face morphs again, displaying the demon inside of him: the protrusions along his brow, eyes a dark gold, almost like topaz. Leonard runs his fingers along the ridges, a curious caress. “I love you, Jim. Even like this.”

Game-face melting away, Jim’s eyes are a clear, light blue, his features human and almost perfect in their imperfection—the little scar at his mouth, the tiny lines at his eyes, ghosts of freckles here and there. “God, Bones,” he repeats, and he starts moving again. They’re holding onto one another so tightly that both of their bodies are rocking, straining to get closer to one another.

For a few minutes, it’s all groans and grunts and sighs as they get used to each other—well as Leonard gets used to Jim, anyway. Having a cock moving inside him is different than fingers—mostly because he knows it’s Jim’s cock, Jim fucking him, and oh God, sex is really the best thing ever

“Jim!” he cries out as his orgasm hits, come spurting hot across both of their stomachs as the vampire holds onto him.

“I’ve got you, don’t worry, I’ve got you, oh, Bones—oh!” Jim stops moving abruptly as his own climax hits. He’s caught in a half-arch of perfect stillness for a few seconds, before wilting into Leonard’s embrace. “Oh wow,” he mutters into Leonard’s neck.

“Pretty sure that should be my line, Jim.” He’s breathing hard, and he can feel an unaccustomed smile stretching across his features. He pauses, looking down at the vampire. “You’re not gonna lose your soul or anything, are you?”

Jim snorts. “Pfft. Just because it happened to one dumbass who pissed off some gypsies a few hundred years ago doesn’t mean anything. Besides, Angel’s just a weird legend anyway.”

“Huh.” Leonard inhales the scent of Jim—well, the scent of them, really, sweat and sex and heat—and drapes the blanket around them again. “And you don’t think you and me, or Nyota and Spock, will be legends some day?”

Jim peers up at him, and gives him a wide, wild grin. “Kid, if we make it through this, we’ll be a legend like the world hasn’t ever even seen.”

For the first time, Leonard starts to feel hope start up inside him again. “Yeah? Alright then. Let’s be legends.” And he kisses Jim hard, and Jim kisses him back, and Leonard thinks that if a vampire can love a human, anything’s possible.


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Apr. 9th, 2011 05:28 am (UTC)
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Apr. 9th, 2011 06:12 am (UTC)
LOVE IT. I'm not crazy about Trek-crossovers in general, but this is so fabulous. (Of course it helps that I'm an insane Buffy fan.)
Apr. 9th, 2011 05:12 pm (UTC)
*G* Glad you liked it!!
Apr. 9th, 2011 06:47 am (UTC)
This is the best idea. Had a hard time wrapping my poor brain around it, so I just plowed on through, and WIN!!!!
Apr. 9th, 2011 05:12 pm (UTC)
LOL, I appreciate the effort, thanks!! *G*
Apr. 9th, 2011 06:50 am (UTC)
(Okay, so that was not that long ago, but STILL!)

Please don't make me have the Buffy/Angel bunnies around me again. Especially not paired with Trek. Or (heaven forbid) Sherlock. *shiver*


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Apr. 9th, 2011 05:13 pm (UTC)
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Apr. 9th, 2011 08:34 am (UTC)
Oh wow. I <3 this so much. Much awesomeness.
Apr. 9th, 2011 05:13 pm (UTC)
*G* Glad you liked it!!!

Edited at 2011-04-09 05:13 pm (UTC)
Apr. 9th, 2011 08:56 am (UTC)
I love this verse Sooooooooo much.

Apr. 9th, 2011 05:14 pm (UTC)
*G*G* *squishes you delightedly*
Apr. 9th, 2011 09:44 am (UTC)
*kneels before your awesomeness* *\o/*
Apr. 9th, 2011 05:14 pm (UTC)
*G*G* *squishes you delightedly*
Apr. 9th, 2011 11:20 am (UTC)
epic epic win~
Apr. 9th, 2011 05:14 pm (UTC)
*G* Thanks, bb!!!
Apr. 9th, 2011 11:32 am (UTC)
Wow. Just... wow. *fans self*
Apr. 9th, 2011 05:15 pm (UTC)
lol, glad you liked it, bb1!!
Apr. 9th, 2011 12:43 pm (UTC)
Not much of a Buffy fan, but I gave this one a try and.... *mind blown*

Whoa. Hot. Lovely.
Apr. 9th, 2011 05:15 pm (UTC)
*G*G* Thank you, bb!!!!!

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Apr. 9th, 2011 01:45 pm (UTC)
I couldn't really follow the first one, but porn I can do. ;-) Very hot!
Apr. 9th, 2011 05:16 pm (UTC)
LOL, thanks, bb!!
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Apr. 9th, 2011 05:17 pm (UTC)
*G*G* Thank you, bb!! *happy squishes*
Apr. 9th, 2011 02:41 pm (UTC)
Oh I like the feel of this! Desperation and love and fear that they might not make it, and then, the hope at the end that they will :)

Apr. 9th, 2011 05:18 pm (UTC)
*squishes you happily* Glad you liked it, bb!!

Edited at 2011-04-09 05:18 pm (UTC)
Apr. 9th, 2011 03:05 pm (UTC)
*MUPPET FLAIL OF AWESOMENESS* I bow to you and your writerly awesomeness.

I absolutely loved this. It was beautiful and like others have said, I love the desperation there, but beneath it is the hope that things really will be okay. Because, in all truth, episodes of Buffy always had that same feel when Shit Was Getting Real. You captured the best of both, I think!

And the crack about Angel? BRILLIANT!

Apr. 9th, 2011 05:19 pm (UTC)
HEE!!! Glad you liked it, bb!!!!
Apr. 9th, 2011 03:18 pm (UTC)
OMG. You wrote teh pronz! *fans self before going back to work on your fanart*

♥ x infinity
Apr. 9th, 2011 03:48 pm (UTC)
**squishes** It's an ADDICTION, Alisa!!!!!!
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