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25 October 2010 @ 10:30 pm
Trek Fic: All Mimsy Were the Borogoves (Pike/McCoy, NC-17)  
Title: All Mimsy Were the Borogoves (Part 41a of To Talk of Many Things)
Author: skyblue_reverie
Fandom & Pairing: Star Trek Reboot (aka AOS, ST XI, etc.), Pike/McCoy
Rating: NC-17 woo hoo!
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Word Count: Around 2900
Summary: The start of shore leave.
A/N: I'm sorry I've been MIA. RL is kind of kicking my butt right now, but I'm thinking about you guys and missing you all! <3


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Chris stood on the veranda of his parents' house and peered into the distance. Jim and Len would be here any minute, and he was just about crawling out of his skin. It was early yet, the air smelling fresh and new and impossibly sweet -- it was going to be a beautiful day.

He was looking into the morning sun so he shaded his eyes with his hand and squinted at the horizon. Was that dot coming closer? He heard it then, a low buzz that vibrated the air around him. It was a hovercar. His breath caught but he forced himself to stillness, ignoring the way his heart was suddenly pounding.

The car got closer and it was definitely a cab, definitely heading straight towards him. Thank fuck. It had been so goddamn long. Too goddamn long.

The car landed and two men emerged, one fair and one dark, and he was striding towards them, unable to restrain himself for a second longer. He was dimly aware of Jim saying something to him, but he couldn't hear it, couldn't respond right now. He knew his eyes were giving too much away right now, too much feeling, too much intensity, but there was no way he could control it.

Then Len was close enough that he could see Len's eyes and in them was the same look directed at him. Between one breath and another Len was in his arms and Chris was crushing him close, arms tight enough to bruise but Len didn't complain, just buried his head in the crook of Chris's neck and held on in return like he was drowning and only Chris could keep him from being pulled under.

Chris had no sense of time passing, lost as he was in the scent of Len's hair and the solid warmth of his body, pressing against his own. They were both breathing raggedly, their hearts beating wildly as the air warmed around them, whether from the heat of their bodies or the unfurling morning Chris neither knew nor cared.

Eventually their breathing steadied, settling into a synchronized rhythm, the way it always did when they were in each other's arms. Chris buried his fingers in the thick, soft hair at the nape of Len's neck and tugged his head back just far enough for him to cover Len's mouth with his own. Chris's kiss was demanding, and Len gave in easily, giving it all to Chris, not holding anything back. Chris could feel Len's unquestioning surrender, and it eased something in him that he hadn't even realized was tense.

The kiss gentled, and now it was Chris's turn to reassure Len, with soft strokes of his tongue against Len's, tapering off to delicate presses of lips against lips. There was silence for a moment, Chris's fingers caressing the back of Len's neck as their eyes slowly opened and focused on each other.

"Hi," said Len, voice husky and just a little shaky.

Chris felt a rush of satisfaction at the way he could make Len came undone for him, so easily and so fast. Maybe he shouldn't enjoy it so much, the power he had over this man, but right now he couldn't bring himself to care.

He smiled, and he knew there was a hint of smugness in it. "Hi yourself," he said.

Len rolled his eyes, but he couldn't keep the happiness off of his face. "Damn, it's good to see you."

"Been too long," Chris replied, the depth of emotion behind the words revealing his own vulnerability, the power Len had over him. If his voice was raspy, he'd blame it on the lingering cold. Then he cleared his throat. They had an audience, and this wasn't the time for anything so private.

Chris stepped back, and he could feel Len's reluctance, the way Len's body almost swayed toward his before he controlled the reaction and stood up straight, his face settling into its usual slight scowl, with a tinge of pink high in his cheeks revealing his embarrassment at having let go so completely in front of other people.

Chris looked around for Jim, and didn't see him, the hovercar, or even their bags. Just how long had he and Len been wrapped up in each other? Len jerked his head toward the house and Chris turned, seeing Jim already deep in conversation with his mother, two Starfleet-issue duffels at his feet.

"Shit," he said under his breath. "My mom's going to kill me for my lack of manners."

Len chuckled, and it broke the tension. He took Chris's hand in his own. "Well, let's go face the music."

As they approached the house, his mother arched one eyebrow pointedly at him, but her eyes were sparkling. Looked like he was going to get off lightly then, thank god.

She came forward and embraced Len, kissing him on the cheek.

"Len, it's so good to see you again," she said.

"Good to see you too, ma'am," he replied.

"Willa," she said insistently.

"Yes, ma'am."

His mom laughed. "Well, you'll need that stubborness for dealing with my son. Who, by the way, has not yet formally introduced me to this very handsome young man," she said, looking pointedly at Chris.

Jim grinned, and Len snorted. Chris just sighed. Should've known he wouldn't get away with a lapse of manners like that without comment.

"I apologize, mom. Jim, may I present my mother, Willa Pike? Mom, this is Captain James T. Kirk." His voice was still painfully hoarse, but his mom wouldn't accept that as an excuse for not observing the formalities.

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance," Jim said, bowing over her hand and playing it up for all it was worth. Chris and Len looked at each other, rolling their eyes in unison.

His mom smiled and motioned them inside. "Come in, boys. I've got coffee on."

Jim smirked at Chris, clearly amused that all three of them were being lumped into the category of "boys." Chris ignored Jim. No point in reacting to the provocation and getting another scolding from his mother about his poor manners.

He managed to introduce Jim to his father, grandmother, and cousin Annie with relative grace and decorum, hanging onto his patience while Jim turned on the charm and bewitched everyone in the room. Len was making the rounds, too, receiving hugs but Chris could see his smile was beginning to crack at the edges the longer the small talk went on.

Finally Chris took pity on Len -- well, and on himself too -- and eased up next to him, slipped his arm around Len's waist, and made an excuse to lead him away from the small crowd. They found themselves in a small dark hallway in the back of the house. Chris pressed Len up against the wall with his body, leaning in so the full lengths of their torsos were touching. Len was still in his duty uniform, having come with Jim straight from the shipyard to catch a hovercab here. Chris hardly ever got to see him in his science blues, and it surprised him how much of a turn-on it was. Len filled out the uniform well, and it gave him a certain air of authority and gravitas -- not because of the clothes but because of the way he held himself when he was wearing them. He was comfortable and confident in his role as CMO, and it showed in his bearing.

Chris angled his head towards Len and kissed him teasingly, dipping his tongue shallowly into Len's mouth, then pulling away when Len tried to deepen the kiss. Finally Len lost patience and grabbed the back of Chris's head, pulling him in with a growl. Chris laughed into the kiss, and it felt so damn good. The tension of the time apart and the harsh words they'd exchanged didn't evaporate, but it did begin to lighten, and Chris finally relaxed for the first time in weeks.

They kissed again, and again, Len's hands now grasping the back of his t-shirt, blunt nails digging in as he tried to pull Chris impossibly closer.

The sound of a throat clearing broke over them and Chris forced himself to pull back with a reluctant groan. He turned his head to see Jim grinning at them unrepentantly.

"Hey guys, get a room."

Len rolled his eyes.

"No, I mean really. Your mom says to get your butts out of here and over to the hotel room you booked, before the cook sees you and has a heart attack from the shock. She says she'll give you a pass this time, but you both better be on your best behavior at the party or there will be dire consequences." He looked absolutely delighted to be the bearer of this warning.

Len opened his mouth, presumably to snark at Jim, but Chris swiftly covered Len's mouth with his hand and rasped, "Understood. We'll see you at the party tonight."

Then he tugged Len toward the back door so they wouldn't have to make their goodbyes to his well-meaning but very talkative family, a process that could take half an hour, easily. He heard Jim laughing behind them and out of the corner of his eye saw Len raise a middle finger over his shoulder, but now that Len had figured out they were going to escape, he was matching Chris stride for stride.

They barely spoke on the drive over to the hotel, but Len's fingers were twitching where they rested on his thighs and Chris could feel his intense gaze on the side of his face for the entire trip.

They reached the hotel and Chris tossed the keys to a valet and hustled Len into the lobby, practically vibrating with impatience as a clerk checked them in. As soon as they got into the elevator, Len turned toward him, but Chris cut his eyes at the corner where a blinking red light indicated a camera, and Len nodded his understanding.

As soon as the hotel room door closed behind them, though, all bets were off. He was tearing at Len's uniform, cursing the rip-resistant material. Len was fumbling with the button of Chris's pants, whining in frustration when he couldn't get it to open immediately.

"Shhh, let me," Chris soothed. Len dropped his arms, allowing Chris to manipulate his limbs until he was stripped naked, nipples already pebbled and his cock flushed and hard. In a matter of seconds, Chris peeled his own clothes off and pushed Len toward the bed. Len went willingly, and he lay down, propping himself on his elbows to watch Chris bend over and retrieve the tube of lubricant he'd stashed in his pants pocket.

"Chris, I - " Len began, but Chris put a finger on Len's lips to forestall him.

"Not now," he said. "We'll talk later. We've got all day. Right now I've got to fuck you."

Len's eyes heated at his words and he nodded, spreading his legs wide. It was all the invitation Chris needed, and he knelt between Len's legs, preparing him as quickly as possible, and with less care than he usually took. But he couldn't wait another second.

He lined up and pushed in, no finesse or teasing, just a slow forceful slide that had both of them moaning. Chris gritted his teeth and felt sweat breaking out over his whole body. It was an effort not to explode as soon as he was fully sheathed, his balls nudging up against Len's ass.

"I'll take my time later, but right now, I've gotta - "

"Yeah, Chris, do it," Len interrupted.

Chris hitched Len's legs up over his shoulders and leaned in until Len was bent practically in half. The position caused him to tighten around Chris and Chris heard himself give a broken cry before he could stop it from escaping.

Len's eyes flared in response, with something that looked like the same sense of pride Chris had felt earlier at the knowledge of how he affected Len.

He pulled out as far as he could bear to, which wasn't much more than halfway. Then he slammed back in, as hard as he could. Len gave a slightly pained grunt but hissed, "Yes, again, Chris," and so Chris did it again.

He lost himself in the rhythm, then, in the feel of Len's ass clenched tight around his cock, the way their sweat mingled as their skin slid together, Len's short nails pressing insistently into the skin of his shoulders. Len's head was thrown back now, the long elegant line of his throat glistening in the sunlight coming through the room's huge windows, but as beautiful as the sight was, it wasn't what Chris wanted to see.

"Look at me, Len," he gritted, not letting up on the pace he'd set. Len obeyed and his eyes were wild, his mouth slightly open and small gasps were falling from his lips. This, this was what he'd needed, after all the lonely weeks apart. He knew his own eyes were equally turbulent and he didn't try to hide it, didn't try to hide from Len. They were long past the need to hide from each other.

He didn't bend down to kiss Len, didn't want to break eye contact long enough for that. His strokes were almost vicious now, his hips hitting Len's ass on every stroke hard enough to leave bruises.

"Touch yourself now," he commanded, and Len's hand was on his own cock even before he finished the sentence. Chris would pay attention to that gorgeous cock himself later, would lavish attention on it until Len was babbling in pleasure, but right now he just needed to claim Len, make them both remember how it was between them, this connection that was the strongest thing he'd ever felt in his life.

He was losing his rhythm now, sweat dripping down his forehead and into his own eyes, falling from his face to splash onto Len, Chris's ability to focus slipping as he spiraled ever-closer to completion.

"Gonna - " he gasped out.

"Fuck, Chris, yeah," Len said, jerking himself hard and fast.

For just a few more seconds, Chris heard their panting breaths, the sound of his balls slapping against Len's ass, the sound of Len's hand fisting his own cock, and then all he heard was a roaring in his ears as he drove his hips forward one last time, every muscle spasming uncontrollably as he emptied himself deep inside of Len, his cock pulsing, the orgasm going on and on, harder and longer than any he'd felt in a long time.

Len's eyes had stayed locked with his through all of this and then suddenly they squeezed shut and he was coming as well, his face contorted as he spurted thick and heavy between them.

Chris released Len's legs and then sank down until he was resting his full body weight against Len's chest. Len's legs wrapped around his back, his hands still gripping Chris's shoulders, and they shuddered together for several minutes, trying to find some semblance of calm.

Finally Len shoved weakly at his shoulder and Chris took the hint, rolling to the side, pulling Len into his arms so that Len's head was resting against his shoulder.

Len yawned widely and loudly. "Sorry," he said. "Didn't sleep too well on the trip here."

Chris ran his fingers over Len's skin slowly, soothingly. Fuck, he'd missed this, just being able to touch Len. "It's okay, Len," he said. "Why don't you sleep for a little. You're going to need all your energy for later."

"You mean for the party?"

"Well, that too," Chris said. "But I was actually talking about round two. And three. And - "

"Woah, Chris, you're a bit ambitious, aren't you?"

"We'll see," he said, smiling. "But I'm not letting you out of this room until it's time to go down for the party. Right now I just want to hold you, and look at you. So get some rest."

Len opened his mouth to respond but it turned into another yawn. Chris chuckled softly.

"Yeah, yeah, all right," Len grumbled. He burrowed a little more firmly against Chris's body, and Chris willingly pulled him closer. Len's breathing slowed and evened out, sleep claiming him quickly. Chris stroked gently over his skin, ran his fingers through Len's soft hair. He didn't know how he was going to give this up when shore leave was over.

Time enough to think about that later. For now, they had a room to themselves and an entire day with nowhere to be. He felt himself being lulled by the rhythm of Len's heartbeat, and he let go, let it tug him down into sleep, wrapped up in warmth that had nothing to do with the morning sun, climbing steadily higher in the Florida sky.



On to Part 42
 
 
 
BBbostongirl2003 on October 26th, 2010 05:46 am (UTC)
aww, bb. I hope RL settles down for you soon. And I'm not saying that at all because I want like a dozen new chapters in the next week. :p
Sky: [star trek aos] pike ruefulskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 12:38 am (UTC)
Hee, thanks hon. I'll try to whip RL into shape so we can provide your fix. ;)
imachar: Surfer Pike 1imachar on October 26th, 2010 06:17 am (UTC)
Aaagghh....the boys get laid again, what a relief...for all of us...love the obliviousness to all that is going on around them when they first see each other. And Willa sending them off to the hotel before they scare the cook...made of win. Sorry about RL...hope things settle down soon bb.
Sky: [bg] guitarskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 12:40 am (UTC)
Hee hee, thanks honey. I hope things settle too! Right now I have a miserable cold and so does the little one (and the hubby!) -- how do you cope with pampering a toddler when all you want is to crawl in bed and be pampered yourself?
Josiah Rose: Kirk & Spock Unitedxanateria on October 26th, 2010 06:25 am (UTC)
MMMMMmmmmm
What a perfect end to lovely day. And hot. Did I mention hot? Very nice, as usual.
Sky: [bg] hell yesskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 12:40 am (UTC)
Re: MMMMMmmmmm
Why thank you! *curtseys*
amine_eyesamine_eyes on October 26th, 2010 09:03 am (UTC)
Ouch on RL *hugs* Hope it stops beating you up :)

And WHAT a way to start shore leave! I especially love how the tension from their arguments is still there, it's just lightened a bit in the pleasure of seeing each other again :) Means thwere'll be some uncomfortable talking soon though ... DUN DUN DUN :)

(Me? Like the angst-coaster? Nope xD) Lovely as always hun :)
Sky: [bg] sexyfaceskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 12:42 am (UTC)
Thank you bb! Ha, well, there SHOULD be some uncomfortable talking, but we'll see if they actually man up and do it. Or just have some more sex and avoid dealing with the real issues. :p
sexycazzy: Pike/Bonessexycazzy on October 26th, 2010 10:18 am (UTC)
What an awesome start to the morning - some nice p0rn from one of my fave Pike/McCoy fics! :-)

I just loved that when they met, they were soooo wrapped up in each other that they forgot all about the people around them - cute & sweet!

I laughed when Pike's mother scolded him for not minding his manners and introducing Jim properly! :)

I loved that Jim caught them kissing in the corridor and was enjoying himself when he relayed the message to Pike & McCoy from Pike's mother - that was soooo HIM!

And wow...when they got to the hotel...*GUH* :D

(P.S. sorry to hear that things are a bit unsettled RL and I hope things will get better soon for you -hugs-)
Sky: [star trek aos] pike b&wskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 12:48 am (UTC)
Aww, thank you so much, bb! Ha, I don't think our parents will ever stop seeing us as kids in need of a reminder about manners. ;) And I kinda think Jim's enjoying the chance to be a bratty little brother in a carefree way that he never got as a kid. I'm glad you enjoyed the hotel smut. :DDD

That pesky RL. How dare it keep distracting me from fandom? The nerve! *hugs back*

zauzatzauzat on October 26th, 2010 11:01 am (UTC)
The whole piece was just lovely, tender and hot but with their troubles not swept away. I especially liked the opening, the desperation of their meeting. Beautifully done.
Good luck with RL, I hope that gets better for you.
Sky: [star trek aos] pike retireskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 12:50 am (UTC)
Thank you so much, honey. Desperate reunions are super fun to write, so I'm glad it came across properly! :D

I hope RL will calm down too, but I don't quite know when... :(
secretsolitairesecretsolitaire on October 26th, 2010 12:19 pm (UTC)
YAY for reunion sex! I love how single-minded and desperate they are to touch each other (which totally brings back memories of being long distance with SO). Lovely, lovely.

It's nice to see Jim in perky good spirits too. :-)

Hope RL eases up on you! *hugs*
Sky: [star trek aos] pike nameskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 12:54 am (UTC)
LDRs suck, no doubt, but the super hot reunion sex is one redeeming factor. ;)

I think Jim enjoys seeing Pike treated as a normal person and not as a demi-god. :D

Thanks for the RL wishes! *hugs back*
The Hysterical Hystorian: Star Trek: McCoy/Pikeabigail89 on October 26th, 2010 12:32 pm (UTC)
*hugs you* Hope your life evens out soon.

I could feel the relief, the passion and desire, the need in their hug--gosh, what a hug! Even in a greeting kiss, Chris considers the power between them. Gotta love that about a captain.

I chuckled at Chris's mother's response. Remind to say 'the hell' with social niceties when my son greets his girlfriend after they've been apart for weeks. I can't even imagine what it's like to be away from the one you love for years. I'm glad Jim is there.

And I'm dead from the scorching hot sex--no finesse, all raw passion. I like it! Chris stroked gently over his skin, ran his fingers through Len's soft hair. He didn't know how he was going to give this up when shore leave was over. You know, I don't know either. They are so together here, so in tune with each other. How much more can Chris take?

I am looking forward to the next hour of their shore leave, even if it's for Chris to describe Len while he sleeps. :D

Lovely, bb.
Sky: [star trek aos] pike mccoy heartskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 12:59 am (UTC)
*hugs back* Thanks, bb. I hope so too.

Glad the hug worked for you. And Pike's constant awareness of power dynamics. I don't think he could turn it off even if he wanted to at this point. :p

Heee, I'm sure your son will appreciate any slack you want to cut him when greeting a long-absent gf.

Woo hoo, killing people from teh hawt is an awesome compliment, so thank you for that! \o/

But yeah, poor boys, having to part so soon. ngl, I would totally read Chris's thoughts just observing Len sleep for an hour. I'm such a sap.

Thank you so much for this comment, as always, honey! <3
ellie_pierson: Bruce Greenwood b/wellie_pierson on October 26th, 2010 12:34 pm (UTC)
I love the opening description of their reunion. They just have to hold each other, no kissing, no talking yet, just holding.

Of course Jim would charm everyone, he probably sees it as a way to keep the pressure off of Chris and Len.

Now that the boys have round one out of the way, they can slow down a bit for round two and for the talking that will eventually have to be had.

Hope things settle down for you soon. Hugs and kisses.
Sky: [star trek aos] pike-bruceskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 01:05 am (UTC)
Aww, thank you so much. I'm glad the initial reunion rang true for you!

Heh, I think Jim is keeping the pressure off Chris and Len but I also think he's quite enjoying the attention himself. ;) a win-win situation!

I'm pretty sure Chris and Len are looking forward to round 2 more than they're looking forward to the talking. :p But yes, both are inevitable.

Thank you so much honey. I hope so too. xoxoxo
snitches be crazy: st - pike/mccoyshighola on October 26th, 2010 12:49 pm (UTC)
What a reunion! Hot, desperate and delicious. Yum! Can't wait for the rest of shore leave (even though I know you guys are gonna dash it liberally with angst).

Hope RL gets better soon :)
Sky: [star trek aos] pike capt fine v01skyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 01:07 am (UTC)
Thank you! Glad you enjoyed. And ha, now just to confound you we'll have to take out any angst from shore leave! \o/

Oh wait... that's probably what you intended, isn't it? Curses! Foiled again.

Thanks, hon. I hope so too.
wunnerwmn on October 26th, 2010 10:01 pm (UTC)
I made an exception for you, bb....

Ah, what a relief. For them, I mean. Heh. Ah, a world where two people who love each other can get married and everyone celebrates.

Stupid real life. *kicks real life hard* For both of us.
Sky: [other] kitty cuddlesskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 01:08 am (UTC)
Aww, sweetie, thanks for making an exception.

I agree -- the world will be a much better place when we can all be who we are and love who we want, without fear or shame.

RL sucks sometimes, for sure. *hugs you*
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Sky: [star trek aos] pike retireskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 01:11 am (UTC)
Thank you so much, bb! Y'know, no matter how old I get, I always seem to regress around my parents and act in ways that bring out their parental annoyance. I guess it's kind of equal parts irritating and reassuring that some things never change. :p

I hope RL calms down too because I've really missed LJ and fandom! <3
sleepygoof8784: Pike & McCoysleepygoof8784 on October 27th, 2010 01:48 am (UTC)
LOVE THIS.

So hot! UNF! And I think I've been craving this as much as Len and Chris.

*hugs* Hope RL gets a little more manageable/better. Thinking of you hon!
Sky: [star trek aos] pike mccoy uniformsskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 03:18 am (UTC)
Thank you so much, honey. I'm glad it hit the spot. :)

Thinking of you too. We will get through this. *hugs*
drinking rum and writing some: i'dfuckmetherumjournals on October 27th, 2010 02:29 am (UTC)
Right now I've got to fuck you - guh.
Sky: [bg] hell yesskyblue_reverie on October 27th, 2010 03:19 am (UTC)
\o/ I got a guh! I love getting guhs.

Thank you bb!

sangue: bones poutysangueuk on October 27th, 2010 08:59 am (UTC)
*flails*

*lights cigarette*


*makes squeaky sounds*


That was just... *is incoherent* ...and so funny too! I loved Bones flipping Jim off - hee!

Missed you round these parts, bb! *hugs you*
Sky: [star trek aos] karl tongueskyblue_reverie on October 28th, 2010 03:21 pm (UTC)
Yay! That is an awesome response -- thank you so much! I love making people incoherent. :D And I love making people laugh too so I'm glad you liked the bit of humor in there.

I've missed you too! Stupid RL. *hugs*