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15 March 2010 @ 02:10 pm
Trek Fic: The Sun Was Shining Brightly (Pike/McCoy, NC-17)  
Yes, MOAR! Are you sick of us yet? :D

Title: The Sun Was Shining Brightly (Part 5 of To Talk of Many Things)
Authors: mga1999 and skyblue_reverie
Fandom & Pairing: Star Trek Reboot (aka AOS, ST XI, etc.), Pike/McCoy
Rating: NC-17, yet again!
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Word Count: around 6200
Summary: The further correspondence of Leonard McCoy and Christopher Pike. Equal parts smut and schmoop this time. :D
Disclaimer: Any resemblance to anything whatsoever is purely coincidental.
Authors' Notes: From skyblue_reverie (the loud one): mga1999 and I would like to make something clear for the record: any punctuation, grammar, or usage errors found in any part of this series belong to Leonard McCoy and Christopher Pike, not to us. We swear, each one was lovingly hand-inserted for verisimilitude. They're Starfleet officers, dammit, not grammarians! *shifty look* okay, Jude, I think our asses are covered. From mga1999 (the quiet one): Yes, what she said. And she really is making me write the pr0n and corrupting me. *g*


Previous Parts:
Part 1, Of Cabbages and Kings
Part 2, Of Sails and Ships and Sealing Wax
Part 3, Scrambling to the Shore
Part 4, The Time Has Come




To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)

Dear Chris,

I don't even know where to start. I guess by saying that I had an incredible time with you on Milika III. Better than I could have imagined, and believe me when I say I imagined it being pretty damn good.
Nine days and nights with you - god, Chris, the sex was amazing, but it was so much more than that. At least, it felt that way to me. And you said I should talk to you if I was feeling insecure, so here goes nothing, I guess.

Damn, I feel like a moron even raising this. I'm probably reading too much into things. But I'm just wondering... where do you see this going? I had thought that maybe this was more of a casual thing for you. I know you'd made some offhand references to the future, but I wasn't sure how serious you were, and we've been pretty - well, I guess "discreet" is the right word - back on earth. I knew you weren't making a secret of our relationship, but I wasn't sure that you were really prepared to be public about it either.

But on Milika... Chris, the way you held my hand when we walked on the beach, in front of everyone... And then the night we went to a bar with the bridge crew and the others on the Enterprise who had served with you - I'm sure you remember that there was a woman who approached me and wanted to buy me a drink. And you put your hand on the back of my neck and said "He's spoken for," in that steely command tone of yours. The whole table went quiet - hell, I think the whole bar went quiet. The only one who didn't look completely shocked was Jim. I swear even Spock widened his eyes a little. You're a scary bastard when you want to be, you know that? I thought that poor woman was going to faint. I hadn't heard your command voice since back when you told me we'd "have words" later for my sneaking Jim onto the Enterprise. I was goddamn glad not to have that voice directed at me again, but I admit it was kind of nice to have you get all possessive over me like that. I don't think you took your hand off of me for the rest of the night, and the death glares you were shooting at anyone who even vaguely looked in my direction... it was flattering, Chris. That's probably ridiculous of me, but it's been a long time since I've felt wanted like that.

And even when it was just us, alone together. Waking up in your arms every morning, just lying there quietly with you. Or when you were kissing me, and when you were inside me. It felt - I guess what I'm trying to say is that it didn't feel casual to me, at all. So I just want to find out if I'm the only one feeling this way. If you are only after something casual, that's fine, but I'd rather know now, so I don't go getting myself in too deep.

Wherever you want this to go in the future, though, I'm just grateful for what we have right now. Good god, you're an incredible lover, generous and demanding at the same time. You weren't kidding about fucking me until neither of us could move. I'm glad I thought to bring my portable regen unit or I'd probably still be lying in that bed. Which, come to think of it, wouldn't be a bad thing.

That first night, when you came for the first time since your injuries... fuck, Chris, the look on your face. You looked so goddamned happy, and I felt so honored that I could be there for that, be a part of that with you. And I'm glad you convinced me to go out sailing with you. You're right, it's incredible. The massive dose of anti-nausea meds I hyposprayed myself with helped, I'm sure, but mostly, it was being out there with you. You so obviously knew what you were doing that I didn't feel nervous - well, okay, not much. And then when it was just you and me and the waves, and we made love out in the open air under the sun - damn it, man, you're turning me into a sappy romantic. Or, I should say, you're turning me back into a sappy romantic. I thought I had had all that burned out of me by the disaster of my marriage and the divorce, but I guess it was still there, buried deep. I still think I should have let you suffer with that sunburn on your ass after you refused to put on sunscreen, though.

Oh, and sex on the beach is not really all that it's cracked up to be either. The sand got everywhere, and I really could have lived without the sand crab family that decided to crawl over me just as we were getting to the good part. But laughing about it with you afterwards made it worth it. Listen to me, going on like this. I think I'd better shut up about all this before I say something I'll really regret.

I take it that the p.t. is going well? I haven't seen anything popping up in your med reports, so I'm assuming all is on track.

I know when we were on Milika you spent some time alone with Jim, talking to him about how hard it is to lose crewmembers. He didn't say anything specific to me about it, but I can tell the difference - he's calmer, more at peace with it now, and less overwhelmed with guilt than before. So whatever you said, thank you. I'm sure it'll happen again, and he'll struggle with it each time, but in some ways I think the first time is always the hardest - at least it was that way for me, when I lost my first patient. I think probably just getting away from his command responsibilities for a short time helped too - lord knows he made the most of our time off the Enterprise.

The only bad part of shore leave, and seeing you, is when it ends, knowing that it's going to be months, probably, before I see you again. It's worth it, though - at least it is for me.

I've got some personal vidcomm time coming to me, so maybe we can arrange to talk in the next few weeks. Let me know if that would work for you. I'd really like to see your face again.

Yours,
Len



To: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
From: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)

Dear Len,

I thought I might save this conversation for that personal vidcomm time you have coming, but I'd probably screw it up somehow, so I'm going to resort to what brought us here in the first place, our letters. It's been almost a year since we started writing, can you believe that? And while I'm sure our relationship would have gone differently if we'd both been dirtside, I think the letters allowed both of us the chance to -- well get to know each other in a way that didn't send either of us running like a face-to-face relationship might have. At least that's how I feel about it. And I'll admit, it kind of snuck up on me.

What I'm saying, badly, is that you aren't the only one feeling this way. And I'm telling you right now, I'm already in too deep. Those nine days with you were the most incredible days of my life, Len. And I'm not just saying that. I feel the same way -- being there with you, kissing you -- nothing ever felt so right. Making love with you, God, Len, you have no idea. And coming inside you, that first time for me in over a year, I was so happy I could have wept. I nearly did.

So no, you aren't reading into things, Len. I want everything I can possibly get from you. So if you're a moron for raising this in the first place, then I'm a lovestruck fool. Because I find myself sitting at my desk remembering our trip, and daydreaming about our future together -- House, kids, and that boat to sail across the Atlantic in. So if this doesn't scare you away, which I hope it doesn't, I hope this puts to rest any insecurities or worries you had about me just thinking this was something 'casual'. It's not.

As you saw in the bar, I protect anything that's mine. And I was damn proud to be there with you, Len. You really do have no idea how gorgeous you are. You are. And I have no intention of ever letting anyone near you. If that makes me a possessive bastard, so be it.

Now, if you're still reading and not running for the hills, I have good news. I'll be coming out to the Enterprise a couple weeks after the semester ends. As you know, every starship has a formal evaluation after a year in the black, and it just so happens I'm going to be the admiral assigned to do it. And yes, I sent Richard a very nice bottle of brandy, besides the gifts I picked up for him and his family on Milika III.

God, Len, the idea that I'm going to be able to fuck you on the Enterprise? My ship -- Well, yes, I know she's Jim's ship now, but I will always feel a kinship with her, and I'm hard now just thinking of the weeks I'll get to spend with you onboard. And while I know that Jim will 'officially' have to assign me the visiting dignitary quarters, I hope you know I don't plan on leaving yours. Period.

I'm glad Jim is doing better. He didn't seem any different after I talked to him on Milika, so I'm glad to know I could help in some way. I sure had a good time at dinner with the two of you. And I'll admit, seeing how happy he is for us, well, I think it's quelled that little voice inside me for now. I'm not saying I'm still not going to have my moments, but right now, I'm incredibly happy.

I'm completely falling for you, Len. Hard. And I'm not the least bit ashamed to say that. Let me know when we can schedule that vidcomm. I can't wait to see your face again either.

Love,
Chris



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)

Dear Chris,

You have no idea how relieved I was to get your last comm. I think in the few days since it arrived, I haven't stopped smiling once. I actually think I'm scaring Jim, which is a bonus. I swear he thinks I was born a grouchy old man. I guess he's never known me to be anything different, so I can't really blame him, but Chris - that isn't me. Or it isn't all of me. I've always been one to feel things strongly, and I've never been good at hiding what I'm feeling. My mama used to say that I wore my heart on my sleeve, and I guess that's a good way of putting it. But it wasn't until recently that all those feelings were unhappy ones. What I'm trying to say here is that you've given that back to me, the good feelings to balance out the bad, and just - thank you for that.

So yes, this snuck up on me too, but I'm damn glad it did. "Lovestruck" is a pretty good word for it, and I'm right there with you, Chris. House, kids, and boat, huh? Well, the house and boat I've got no problem with. Kids - I'm not sure. I'm not saying no, but I just don't know. Definitely I wouldn't want to have kids while we're still both on active duty. Even if you retire before I do (which I know is not a given, trust me) I wouldn't want our kids to have one absentee parent. And beyond that - Chris, this isn't something that I've ever talked about. Not even Jim knows this. But towards the end of our marriage, just before things went really bad, Jocelyn got pregnant. It was a little girl. We already had a name picked out and a nursery ready. Then about halfway through the pregnancy, Joss miscarried. It about killed both of us, Chris, and looking back I think it was one of the things that destroyed our marriage. We both retreated into our own grief instead of reaching out to each other. Anyway, my point is that I just don't know if I can go through that again. I mean, I know it wouldn't necessarily end in tragedy, but there are no guarantees in life. I think if I had a child, I'd always be living in fear, waiting for the other shoe to drop. But as I said, I'm not ruling it out. I'm just not ready to decide yet. Anyway, I didn't mean to get so serious, but I thought you should know. One of those "skeletons" you were talking about. If that's a deal-breaker, let me know now, all right?

Moving on to less depressing topics. I told you, Chris, I don't mind your possessiveness. I find it strangely flattering. Now, if you start punching people just for looking in my general direction, we might have a problem. They'd probably be looking at Jim anyway. But aside from that, you're not going to hear me complain. And watch out, because turnabout's fair play and I've got my own jealous streak. I've also got a death glare that might not be quite as finely-honed as yours, but it's still pretty goddamned impressive, and I intend to use it on anyone who tries to make a move on you. Damn, Chris, you think I'm gorgeous? You should see the looks you get. You seem oblivious to it, but anytime you walk into a room I swear most of the women and half of the men focus on you. It's not just your physical attractiveness - which, trust me, is off the charts - but something in the way you carry yourself. It's that command aura, I think. There's a confidence about you, but tempered with maturity and wisdom. Plus your power and authority. That always draws people like flies to honey, and you positively radiate it. Okay, now I'm embarrassing myself. Sorry to wax poetic. Er, I'm known to do that from time to time, so I suppose you'll just have to get used to it.

That's unbelievable news that you're going to be here on the Enterprise giving us our one-year evaluation. Of course you're going to stay with me in my quarters, although I hear the visiting dignitaries' quarters are pretty swanky - I've heard tell of a gigantic bathtub. So maybe we'll have to try those quarters out as well. Chris, you can't imagine how much I'm looking forward to having you here. Well, maybe you can. But anyway, I just have one concern - with the cat being out of the bag about our relationship (more on that later), if you do our eval, are there going to be grumblings about favoritism? The Enterprise is a fine ship, Chris, and she's got an outstanding crew, and I don't want there to be any doubt that the eval marks were earned, and not given because you're having sex with the CMO. I mean, I know, and Jim knows, that you wouldn't do that, and I'm sure Admiral Barnett knows it or he wouldn't have assigned you to us. But human nature being what it is, there are bound to be rumors, and I just don't want anyone else to have a shadow cast over their achievements because of our relationship. All right, shutting up now. I'm probably overthinking this, and obviously Starfleet politics are not my forte, and equally obviously they are yours, so I'm sure you've already thought about all this.

So now, yeah, speaking of rumors. Good lord, the rumor mill around here, you would not believe. Well, you probably would because you've experienced the starship pressure cooker, but good god man, the rumors that fly around and the lengths people will go to to pry into things that are none of their business. I swear I've never had so many crewmembers suddenly remember overdue physicals and vaccines, and somehow they all have to be administered by me personally, not by one of my staff. People have no shame. They'll usually pretend to be interested in their health for about five minutes before they break out with, "So, you and Admiral Pike, huh?" or something equally infantile. I'm telling you, Chris, my death glare's getting quite a workout. Pretty soon it'll be as good as yours. Christine tells me that we're now the number one topic for the ship's betting pools - everything from when we'll break up to when we'll get married to what we get up to in bed - who tops and other things that I'm not even going to repeat because it's far too embarrassing. How these people think they're ever going to confirm a winner for some of these bets is beyond me, and clearly they don't have enough to do if they have time for this crap. In fact, I'm going to talk to Jim about increasing duty shifts because people have obviously got far too much free time on their hands, and I can always use extra help with cleaning and inventory around sickbay.

Speaking of what we get up to in bed, I'm hoping when you visit, you bring the toys you had on Milika. No lie, I've been having wet dreams about the things you did to me with those anal beads. The way you lubed them up, inserted them one by one, so slowly, then sucked me off until I was just on the edge. Then you pulled them out, even more slowly than you'd put them in. I remember I was begging you to finish me off, to let me come, but you just smiled and kept going. Once they were out, you dangled them over my face and made me suck and lick them off - god, I remember the strawberry flavor of the lube as if I could taste it now - and then finally - finally you pushed into me hard and fucked me until I came without my cock even being touched.

I'm a doctor, goddamnit, and I know about the pleasure points and erogenous zones of the male body, but a practical demonstration beats any amount of theoretical knowledge. Fuck, Chris, I'm so hard I could practically come right now without being touched. God, the things you do to me - you have no idea. All things considered, it's probably a very good thing that you've got that admiral-level encryption, because I'm not going to be able to stop writing to you about all the things you make me feel and remember and fantasize about.

How secure are the vidcomm lines? Because fuck, Chris, I'd like to show you what you do to me when I get you onscreen, but only if you think it's secure enough. Either way, though, I can't wait to talk to you next week.

And from then it's only, what, eight weeks until the eval? Damn, I can't wait to have you here, not just so we can fuck, but also so we can kiss and touch and fall asleep in the same bed and wake up tangled together. There I go waxing poetic again. It's about time for me to go to bed, so I'll just say take care of yourself - I miss you.

Love,
Len



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)

Pike,

Bones is whistling now. WHISTLING. And not only that, SMILING. I'm serious here. I have no idea how to relate to a Bones who smiles all the time. You've ruined our simpatico.

Seriously though. You know I'm happy for you both. And the look on Spock's face in the bar on Milika? PRICELESS. Man, I wish I'd had a holocam at the time. Of course he denies that he was surprised, but we all saw it. Tell me you saw it!

Anyway, I have a shitload of paperwork waiting for me and Bones will be here soon to do his so we can bitch about it together while we're working on it. Although I won't be held responsible for what happens if he starts whistling again.

Kirk

p.s. Thanks for the talk on Milika. It helped.



To: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)
From: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)

Kirk,

You sound a lot better. I'm glad our talk helped. Len has been really worried about you.

Just remember what I said, learn something from each loss so you can do everything you can to prevent it from happening again. But you have to remember, not everything is within your control. That's the hardest thing about wearing captain's stripes. So much responsibility, and no control over the actions of others. I know I'm sounding like a broken record, son, but it's the only way you're going to get through the losses. And you and I both know there will be more.

Just talk to Len. Talk to me. Don't bottle it up.

I'll see you soon. Until then, be safe.

Pike



To: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
From: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)

Dear Len,

First of all, I am so sorry about the loss of your baby, Len. God, I cannot imagine how horrible that is to go through, especially since you apparently went through it alone. I'm sorry. No, of course it isn't a deal-breaker. I can understand your reluctance to go through that again. Sure, I am not going to lie. I have always wanted kids, wanted a family. Thought I'd have a couple by this point, but you and I both know life doesn't always work out how you expect. And frankly, if my 'family' ends up consisting of just me and you, I'd still be an incredibly lucky man. And I mean that.

Just so you know, two of Philip's kids were adopted as older children. One was seven when they got him, a refugee from the unrest on Epsilon Ashanti III, and one an orphan from Kenya adopted when she was four. Their other two were born via surrogates, one Allen's, one Philip's. So that's something to think about if the baby thing scares you the most. I would not be opposed to adopting older kids. But I agree, it's nothing I want to think about while we're both on active duty. Me being so much older does weigh on my mind, but like I said, it's not a deal-breaker, Len.

I also need to tell you that it means a lot that you told me something that Jim doesn't know. Yes, that goes straight to my ego, I'll admit. I know it's not a competition between me and Jim, but that damn insecurity creeps up sometimes. So thank you for trusting me enough to tell me. It means a lot.

As far as me doing the inspection on the Enterprise, you're right, people will talk. But in my experience, they will no matter what. And let me tell you something flat out, Len. I pull no punches. Jim knows this. If I don't like something on the ship, I will include that in my report to Starfleet. In fact, I should warn you now that I will be all business while I'm on duty. So if I seem rather abrasive to you, or pretty much ignore you during alpha shift or other shifts when I decide to make surprise appearances -- just expect it. But I promise, off duty and in your quarters, I'm all yours. I just hope you don't take anything I may say or do the wrong way so as to ruin our time together. It may surprise you, but I'm known throughout Starfleet as quite the asshole. You may see it as my commanding presence; others see it quite differently.

So just be prepared, as I'm sure some of my not-so-pleasant past will churn out of the rumor mill at some point. So if you hear something, ask. Don't let it get to you. Of course, this comes from the person who was jealous as hell over the comm I got from Jim about the two of you sitting in his quarters doing paperwork together. What is it they say about no one ever really leaves high school? The older I get, the more I am starting to believe that's true. And don't think the rumor mill is limited to the Enterprise. It's made it all the way back to Earth too. In fact, if the scuttlebutt is to be believed, I made that woman who approached you on Milika cry, and then had her thrown out of the bar. And did you know that I serviced you orally in a booth in the back? Not caring who was watching? Funny, I think I would have remembered that if I had, but I had a good chuckle overhearing that.

Enough about that, though. And back to us. Hell yes, I plan on bringing all the toys with me. The look on your face - the need, and God, Len, the desperation, all for me. So fucking beautiful. And I know you seem uncomfortable when I say things like that, but it's true. Unlike you, I know I am a good-looking man. (And you think Jim has an ego?) Which is one reason my injury and the chair was so hard. I've always been comfortable in my skin. I know what works for me; I know what doesn't. I know my strengths, just like I know my faults. Not that I admit I have them, of course. I've been called a stubborn son of a bitch more times than anyone can count. So just know what you're getting yourself into.

Now back to more enjoyable subjects. Like your cock. And how right now I wish my mouth were sucking it. If you haven't figured it out already, I have an oral fetish. And damn, I love sucking your cock. In fact, I'm touching myself right now, imagining my tongue licking up it. Fuck, Len. And I'm telling you right now, I want you inside me next time we're together. I had a dream about you fucking me the other night and now it's all I can think of. And no, I'm not going to tell you about the dream yet; I want to wait to find out what really happens first. I hope that's okay with you. I know you mentioned you've usually topped in the past. And while we're on the subject, how do you feel about restraints? Nothing heavy, I'm not into hard-core BDSM, but I'm not going to pretend that I haven't thought about tying you to the bed, or putting you on your knees with your hands tied behind your back, making you do my bidding.

Fuck, I just came. Jesus.

And you talk about what I do to you? I think it's obviously mutual. And there are days that I have to put the crystal in the drawer because when you're aroused, frankly, it drives me crazy. And when I'm alone, and it's purple, I jerk myself off knowing, hopefully, that you're doing the same thing. In fact I swear one time it turned aqua the same time I came. You have no idea how hot that was, knowing millions of light years away, we were coming at the same time.

Most of the time though lately, the crystal is green, and I can't help but smile, knowing I have something to do with your happiness. And God if that isn't the sappiest thing I've said so far.

The vidcomm will be secure on my end, but the only way to be sure it's 100% secure on yours is if you are in Jim's ready room or the captain's quarters. Although if you ask Jim, I'm sure he's capable of hacking the comm system to put a secure line into your quarters. Keep in mind, though, if I were to discover a violation of security protocol during my inspection, I would have to report it to Starfleet. But God, I hope you are implying what I think you are implying. I may not be walking, for reasons other than my injury, after three weeks on the Enterprise. I may just have to see what shore leave I have coming I may be able to tack on too. Hope you wouldn't mind that.

Miss you too.

Love,
Chris



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)

Dear Chris,

Thanks for what you said about losing the baby. It was hard, really hard, and it was made harder by the fact that the people around me didn't seem to think that losing a pregnancy was as bad as losing a child, and that as the prospective father, rather than the one who'd actually had the miscarriage, I wasn't as affected by what happened. I think to some extent even Joss felt that way. I know my friends and family did. They didn't mean to hurt me, but they did, and leaving all of that behind me is one of the reasons I ended up joining Starfleet. Just so you know, her name would have been Joanna. Joanna Rose McCoy. And her birthdate, or at least her due date, was September 20th. I tend to get a little more morose than usual right around that time of year. Warning you now, so you'll be prepared.

Anyway, I know there are options with regard to adoption of older kids, but I'm just - I'm not ready to think about it yet. I don't know when I will be, but I'll let you know, all right?

In terms of telling you things that Jim doesn't know, and how that makes you feel - I get it. I do. Of course it's going to feel good if I trust you with things I wouldn't tell anyone else, and Chris, I'm getting there. It's going to take time for that trust to develop, on both sides, but it will. I'm old-fashioned, Chris, but I believe that committed partners should be each other's number one confidante. And that goes for you too, so I'm hoping that as time goes by you'll see me as someone you can talk to about anything. In fact - hell, Chris. Bring some good bourbon when you come. I have something I need to tell you about, and it's going to be a lot easier for me if I have a few drinks first. I hope after you find out you don't hate me. Sorry to be mysterious, but that's all I'm gonna say right now.

Good god Chris, I wouldn't expect anything less than for you to be all business when you're conducting the eval, and of course I'll be the same way. You think you're known as an abrasive asshole? At least here on the Enterprise, I think I've got you beaten hands down in that department. I will admit, though, that I heard the general opinion of you back in the Academy - word was that you were a pleasant bastard on the surface, but cold-blooded and ruthless underneath. That you'd have a charming smile on your face while you snapped someone like a twig. I probably even believed it at the time. I know that to some extent, to get where you are today, you've had to be ruthless. But there's more to you than that, and anyone who doesn't see it is missing out. And even your detractors admitted that you're an incredibly sexy devil.

Speaking of your sexual reputation. As I'm sure you're well aware, but I'm only beginning to learn, it's impressive in both the number of beings you're supposed to have bedded and the skill you're attributed with having brought to those encounters. According to Jim, he can only aspire to one day have half the reputation for sexual prowess that you have. Anyway, I have to admit that it's good for my ego to be the one who's captured your attention, maybe even gotten you to settle down. It makes me feel like an idiot that I care about that, but it's true. Little Lenny McCoy - awkward, gangly, with his nose always stuck in a book - has managed to snag one of the most celebrated officers in Starfleet history, and one who's well-known to be a sex god on top of that? Yeah, that feels embarrassingly good. And I am in a position to confirm the sex god part, at least.

In fact - on the topic of your reputation, back at the Academy there were rumors that you tended to pick out protégés, and advance their careers in return for sexual favors. I'm sure it won't surprise you to hear that in our class, it was taken as fact that Jim was the one you'd singled out. You and I know that that's bullshit, but people do talk. And so now, I've started hearing rumors that you and I and Jim are either involved in a hot threesome, or else in a tragic love triangle where you're in love with me but I'm in love with Jim, and Jim's in love with you. All I can do is roll my eyes about it. Jim, naturally, finds all this hilarious and does everything he can to fan the flames. So if you hear reports about his outrageous behavior, that's why.

Chris, it's not ego to acknowledge a truth about yourself. You are a good-looking man, and you should be comfortable with that. You obviously don't spend an excessive amount of time dwelling on your own appearance, unlike a certain someone we both know, so it's not narcissism. As for me - well, I know I'm a good doctor. But beautiful? Well, beauty's in the eye of the beholder, I guess, so I'm not going to argue with your opinion, but I just don't see it. I've been called a stubborn son of a bitch in my time too, so we're well-matched in that, at least. Damn, Chris, if we do have children, can you even imagine how mulish they're going to be? I shudder to contemplate it.

Good lord, I think I've created a monster. You with the dirty talk - god damn that's hot. Yeah, Chris, I'd noticed the oral fixation and trust me, it's very much appreciated. You can do unbelievable things with that mouth of yours, so you're not going to catch me complaining. Hell yes, I want to be inside of you. I wasn't sure you'd want that, but Chris - if I can make you feel half as good as you make me feel, it's going to blow your mind. I've never felt anything like it - it's like you're claiming me, and it's about the hottest thing I've ever experienced. And now I'm touching myself and I'm on the edge just thinking about it. Fuck - the thought of you tying me up? Shit, now I'm gonna come. Hold on.

Oh, fuck, Chris, that was intense. So I think you've got your answer. I wonder if you were watching the crystal just then. I have to admit I'd been hoping that once in a while you'd be watching the crystal and jerking off while I was. I like to think that when I'm stroking myself, you are too, that we're getting closer and closer and then coming together. Good to know that's happened at least once.

And yes, Chris, I was implying exactly what you thought I was when I asked if the vidcomm lines were secure. Given what I'd like to do, I have absolutely no desire to be in Jim's ready room or his quarters for the comm, but that's a good idea about having him put a secure line into my quarters. In fact, I asked him yesterday and he said he'd be happy to, as long as we both promised not to tell him what we were going to use it for. I agreed on both our behalves - figured you wouldn't mind too much. Don't worry, there will be no breaches of security protocol when you come to do your eval. Of course, Chris, the more time I can get you, the better. Tack on all the leave time you want. In fact, I have a few days' leave that I can use so that we can actually spend some of that time together when you're here. God, you make me greedy.

Our comm time is scheduled for, what, three days from now? I can't wait. Talk to you soon.

Love,
Len


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captain sharmie is climbing a mountain: :Ocaptaincadet on March 15th, 2010 09:47 pm (UTC)
<3 best.


homg i love this. so much. it's hard for me to count the ways, but let's just say that getting a free pass into the heads of two wonderful characters is better than birthday presents. cheers for sharing, guys, i totally love it.
Sky: [star trek aos] karl braceletskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 02:53 am (UTC)
Eee, thank you so much! "Free pass into the heads" is SUCH a high compliment. *flails* And wow, better than birthday presents! You know how to turn a girl's head. *smooch*
(no subject) - captaincadet on March 16th, 2010 03:22 am (UTC) (Expand)
Duty & Devotion: star trek kira raptureroseandheather on March 15th, 2010 09:48 pm (UTC)
*blinks*

*liquefies*

::Three Millennia Later::

*smothers you with kisses*

*pants eagerly for more*

Here. Have a rapturous Kira.
Sky: [star trek aos] pikeskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 02:56 am (UTC)
yay! I love your comments where you smother us with kisses! :DDD

Thanks so much, bb, and oooh, rapturous Kira. Lovely.
amine_eyesamine_eyes on March 15th, 2010 10:08 pm (UTC)
More porn!!!

I shouldn't be so excited by that lol ... I was actually going to go to bed, and then saw this and went "It's ONLY 10pm, I can read!"

As always, the letters really make the developing relationship work, you get to see inside both their heads and how they present themselves to each other - maybe unusual, but definetly effective :)

Please, may we have some more? *holds out begging bowl*

:D
Sky: [star trek aos] karl heartskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 02:58 am (UTC)
\o/!!! It's so flattering to get someone to stay up late to read! :DD

Oooh, I'm so glad that you think this format is effective both at showing what's really going on in their heads in addition to what they're saying is going on. There's definitely some differences there that we're trying to convey so it's good to hear that it's working!

Yes, you may have some more. Just try to stop us, in fact. ;)
The Hysterical Hystorian: Star Trek: Bones thoughtfulabigail89 on March 15th, 2010 10:18 pm (UTC)
Oh, man, I love this fic like dark chocolate. Yes, I do. And that is saying something.

The ramping up of the sex talk in this entry has melted my monitor. It's steaming and dripping hot blobs of....well, you know. I think my Mac just came. :D Hooo, baby.

I love the fact that Chris is more of an intergalactic playboy than Jim. Well played...and that he's now with Bones, god, how can McCoy's sex factor go any higher than it already is? Y'all have made it go so far off the charts it's in orbit around Jupiter.

My god you gals are churning this thing out at an amazing pace. And I am very grateful.

Well done!
Sky: [star trek aos] karl tongueskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:07 am (UTC)
Ooooh, we're being compared to dark chocolate! Wow, that is high praise indeed! Thank you bb!

Hahahaha oh, wow, I think that is the first time that I've ever made a computer orgasm. A new accomplishment to brag about! :P

I'm glad you liked Chris the Intergalactic Playboy! :D Jim's got to have something to aspire you, you know? And OMG AGREED about McCoy's sex factor. That man is just... HUMINA HUMINA.

We cannot stay away from this thing - I think we're both pretty much obsessed with it, so for the time being, at least, you can expect further churning. :D

an asphyxiating miasma of hipness: pikey pikehilsongirl on March 15th, 2010 10:46 pm (UTC)
i bounced on my chair when i saw there was an update.

That imagine of Pike saying "he is spoken for" damn! I'll be in my bunk.

You made me cry a little with the Joanna part and then laugh with Jim's concern at Bones actually smiling.

Did I mention how much I love this fic? Don't keep us waiting too long for an update please!

ETA: And oh god please right the BDSM you tease us with or I am gonna die. Dom!Pike is just so sexy and UNFy

Edited at 2010-03-15 11:51 pm (UTC)
Sky: [star trek aos] pike mccoy academyskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:14 am (UTC)
Aww, thank you so much for the lovely comment, bb!

Dude, about possessive!Pike, INORITE? Mmmmmmm *happy place* Aww, sorry about the crying thing but NGL, it made me tear up as well. Glad Jim's around for comic relief.

Oh, man, if I have my way (and I INTEND TO, BB, I INTEND TO) there will be lots and lots of Dom!Pike in the future. Plz to be directing puppy eyes at mga1999 so she'll go along with the idea. :D
(no subject) - hilsongirl on March 16th, 2010 11:38 pm (UTC) (Expand)
stormatdusk: karl cleaning glassesstormatdusk on March 15th, 2010 10:50 pm (UTC)
it really is a blast to read this, so it's fun knowing you're having just as much fun writing it. can't wait for the next installment!
Sky: [star trek aos] karl backseatskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:17 am (UTC)
I'm so glad it's as fun to read as it is to write! And you prolly guessed this, but the next installment is already in progress. :D
snitches be crazy: monty python - spankingshighola on March 15th, 2010 11:08 pm (UTC)
I am so NOT sick of you guys and I love the fact that you update so often.

What is there to say about this part except, fuck that's hot!!!! And I just love how in love they are.

Would it be greedy if I asked for more?
Sky: [star trek aos] pike-bruceskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:18 am (UTC)
Yay! Very happy to hear you're not sick of us (yet). ;)

"Fuck that's hot" is a perfectly adequate response, so thank you very much! They totally are in love. Even if they won't quite admit it yet.

IDK if it'd be greedy, but I certainly wouldn't object if you asked for more! :D We're already working on it.

Thanks for all of your lovely comments, bb.
ellie_pierson: Kissy Lips Bonesellie_pierson on March 15th, 2010 11:22 pm (UTC)
Oh these two are so hot!! I'm supposed to be making dinner, but I saw this and had to finish it before I could start dinner. I'm not obsessed not at all.

I love Jim's comments to Pike about making Leo smile and whistle. Of course that would freak him out a bit.

A Pike/McCoy/Kirk threesome?? Glad I'm not the only one with a dirty mind. There are some Starfleet personnel that think that would be hot!

Thanks for updating so quickly.
Sky: [star trek aos] jim smirkskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:25 am (UTC)
Oh, I fully approve of your priorities. Pike and McCoy over dinner? Hell to the yes! :DDD I might possibly have skipped/delayed a few meals myself because of obsession with the HOTNESS that is them.

Hahaha, I love Jim's little interjections a lot. Those are courtesy of mga1999 so I'm allowed to say that without bragging. ;)

A threesome would indeed be infeasibly hot, but this Pike and McCoy are not into sharing. So that rumor's the closest this fic is going to get to a threesome, sorry bb! But we can all dream about it.

You're very welcome, and thank you for the lovely comments!
...a kind of sweet metaphysical blur...: captainmccoyhitlikehammers on March 15th, 2010 11:31 pm (UTC)
So, I'm going to need your address. Because I would like you airmail you your chocolate cake with chocolate frosting as a token of my gratitude. And if I melted all over said cake accidentally in light of the sheer, heartfelt gorgeousness that is this part? I'm really sorry. Hopefully my melted, sentimental self tastes okay <3
Sky: [star trek aos] karl heartskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:29 am (UTC)
I will happily send you my address if there is NOMMY CAKEY GOODNESS in it for me. And coconut m&ms. ;)

If you melted all over the cake it would be THAT MUCH MORE DELICIOUS, bb. Because you are sweet like honey and complex like dark chocolate. ♥

Thank you so much for all the amazing fb, and as you can see we're just as sentimental as you, so it works out well, no? :D *smish*
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(no subject) - skyblue_reverie on March 21st, 2010 04:52 am (UTC) (Expand)
mahthildismahthildis on March 16th, 2010 12:27 am (UTC)
OMG, I´m really enjoying this. I loved it. :D

Btw, I´ve just friended you. Feel free to friend me back, if you want. :)
Sky: [star trek aos] karl tongueskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:30 am (UTC)
Thank you so much!

HOMG YOUR ICON. *iz mezmerized*

Thanks for the friending, and I shall friend you back forthwith! :D
(no subject) - mahthildis on March 16th, 2010 03:57 am (UTC) (Expand)
shadowclubshadowclub on March 16th, 2010 12:43 am (UTC)
Pike/McCoy is a seriously underrated pairing and this fic is like a drug! I love banter and Jim is so perfect in it as well!

Sky: [star trek aos] jim bones high maintenanskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:32 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! I agree about the underratedness of this pairing. They are hotlikefire. :D

Wow, the fic is like a drug? That's AWESOME praise! Seriously, thank you for that! I love Jim in this too, and all praise for his little interjections goes to mga1999.

severinne: Pike/McCoyseverinne on March 16th, 2010 12:57 am (UTC)
Okay, I've been naughty about not-commenting on these instalments lately but holy crap, this part was SO HOT. I love their increasing comfort level with each other, Pike's possessiveness (unf, and how), and need I mention the dirty, dirty talk and anticipation of even kinkier things to *ahem* come?

Damn. I need to lie down. Or write more porn. Or something. Yep.
Sky: [star trek aos] pike mccoy scruffyskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:35 am (UTC)
Y HELO THAR! No worries - we've been posting so fast that you practically don't have time to comment before the next part is up. ;) I'm glad to see you again, tho!

Mmmmmm, possessiveness, dirty talk, and kinkiness. *sings* These are a few of my favorite things! Okay, sorry, done wrecking all of our childhood memories now. :p

Thank you so much for your comment, and YESPLZ feel free to write more porn! Or, you know, lie down. Whichever. ;) Oooh, and looking at your icon, I think I need to either write more porn or lie down. :D

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Sky: [star trek aos] pike-bruceskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:37 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! :D

I'm so glad you liked the progression of how they sign off - that was totally all mga1999. She's awesome, isn't she?
ramie_k: Star Trek: Bonesramie_k on March 16th, 2010 02:33 am (UTC)
Whoa...just...whoa!

Damn you for hooking me into another pairing! And one I probably never would have touched with a ten foot pole!

If anyone's looking for me, I'll be in my bunk.
Sky: [star trek aos] bones healerskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:39 am (UTC)
Have fun in your bunk, bb! ;)

And \o/ on hooking you into another pairing! :DD I know, it's not really an intuitive pairing, is it? But once I really started getting into it, it just made so much sense. Well, at least in my twisted little mind. :p

Thank you so much for the comment!
secretsolitairesecretsolitaire on March 16th, 2010 02:45 am (UTC)
Continuing to love this. I love to see Bones all happy. ♥
Sky: [star trek aos] pike-bruceskyblue_reverie on March 16th, 2010 03:41 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! We love seeing Bones happy too. 'Course the story wouldn't be very interesting if they both just stayed blissfully happy the whole time, would it? /evil tease

;)

p.s. I'm anxiously awaiting the development of scratch-n-sniff icons, because yours would just be LOVELY.
(no subject) - secretsolitaire on March 16th, 2010 03:51 am (UTC) (Expand)