We all masturbate, it's nothing to be ashamed of. It's also something most prefer to keep private. But sometimes, people forget to knock while we're in the middle of things, and awkwardness ensues.
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➊ EMBARRASSMENT Yeah, someone just caught you in a very private act and you kind of wish the ground would swallow you up. Now.
➋ ANGER How dare someone barge in on you without knocking! You'll give them a piece of your mind right now.
➌ EXCITEMENT/EXHIBITIONISM happens to be a major turn-on for you, so you'll just continue. Maybe even ask them to give you a hand, you never know...
➍ APATHY Big deal, it's not like they've been living in a bubble where they never knew masturbation existed, and if they were they had to find out about it sometime.
➎ SQUICK Either it was a family member who just walked in on you or you just feel so utterly dirty at having been caught doing something so personal.
➏ DELAYED reaction You didn't even notice they were there until after you finished.
➐ DERAILED REACTION Oh no you've been--what is that on their head? Wait, the world's ending now? D-did you just see that unicorn? Worry about being caught later, figure out what the hell is going on first.
➑ FRUSTRATION COME ON, EVERY TIME!
➒ RELIEF Thank GOODNESS someone came by! Otherwise you'd have had to stop and go grab that toy/pillow/remote for the annoying stereo yourself. Also they could maybe swap discs because this movie isn't really doing it for you. What do you mean it's inappropriate? It's not like you're asking them to watch.
[He is making this way too much fun for her. But she can't let her fun get away too easily so, hope you enjoy a very curvy Orion sitting on your pillow Leonard.]
Yeah, but y'see, this pillow is more comfortable, sweetie. And Jim's is all nasty. He drools. It's gross.
Now, why are you bothering with that silly pillow? It's only gonna be rubbing up against you in a bad way. [She lifts up and leans forward so that she's hovering above him, red curls making a curtain around their faces.] Get rid of it.
[She leans in a little closer, lips barely a centimetre away from his, mainly so that he can get a good lungful of her pheromones. It does take a concentrated effort however not to giggle at his shirt. Gaila when she lets herself slip into her old slavegirl tricks is something to behold, this woman is a lifetime away from the giggling bubbly and sometimes wilfully naive girl that most of the academy is used to. She's powerful, inherently sensual and darkly tempting. And most of all, she's entirely in control.
She strokes a finger down his chest.]
You have two options here, Leonard, you can do it, or I can. [She does hope she's not going to have to explain what it is.]
[Just to show him what a good answer it was she leans in to kiss him deeply feeling confident that she has him under her influence by now. Never one to draw things out that don't have to be her hand slips further down, gripping him from outside of his boxers first before slipping her hand into them and curling her fingers around his length and with very little further ado proceeding to start moving her hand up and down.]
[Under different circumstances, McCoy might have been able to fight it. But he'd been caught in flagrante, and his mind was - well - elsewhere.
It was definitely elsewhere now, as he kisses Gaila back with heat, his lips parting, tongue pushing into her mouth. His hips lift into her hand, rocking against it, trying to get some friction.]
[That's more like it. She gives an encouraging hitch of breath as he deepens the kiss further. For someone that protests only to be a doctor, he's doing a damned good job of kissing her. Gaila tightens her grip slightly and speeds her pace.
Strangely she'd never considered Leonard as a sexual partner before, possibly because Jim had always been there distracting her and attracting most of the attention, but now she was beginning to rue her oversight.]
[Leonard isn't any slouch when it comes to bedroom activities, thank you very much. He's no Jim Kirk, but he knows what he's doing. And what he's doing right now is moaning softly into Gaila's mouth and bucking against her hand a little faster, feeling an all-too-familiar heat coiling at the base of his spine.]
[She nips at his lower lip, stopping her attention, fingers tightening around the base of his cock. Okay, so it's a bit cruel to do that when he's so worked up. But teasing desperate people gets her off.]
[This is seriously rude, Gaila. McCoy pants against her mouth and lets out a broken little whine of protest, moving his hips against her hand, trying to start her again or get himself off. It's not particularly successful, but he's willing to keep trying.]
[She sucks at his lower lip, holding onto the base of his cock for a few seconds more before restarting her attentions. This time she moves her hand around him with a far quicker pace, moving her head to bite down on the pulsepoint on his neck. It's a little animalistic and desperate, but he's definitely going to have a hickey in the morning from the way she's sucking on his neck now.]
[He's got zero shame about being vocal about how good this feels, because it feels really goddamned good. The walls here are thick enough that it's not likely to leak through to the neighbors. His moans get steadily closer together until he manages to get out:]
[And that was her cue to keep up the pace, any faster or any slower and she might put him off, and to cover his lips with her own. Her hand went to his hair to fill her fingers with it tug on it to force his face closer to hers. It was a typically animalistic move for an Orion but seemingly not that common for humans.]
[She strokes him through to his very end before giving him one final kiss and leaning back satisfied with her work here. Gaila flops down next to him.]
[She's mostly teasing him. But it's pretty cute that he's gone all happy and melty after orgasming. Maybe that's why he's grumpy all of the time? Because Jim keeps cockblocking him.]
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Yeah, but y'see, this pillow is more comfortable, sweetie. And Jim's is all nasty. He drools. It's gross.
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I -
[talking is hard. and it's not the only thing.]
...you smell nice.
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Now I'mma need you to shut up and listen for me now, sweetie, can you do that?
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[He's breathing markedly heavier now, his skin flushing.]
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Now, why are you bothering with that silly pillow? It's only gonna be rubbing up against you in a bad way. [She lifts up and leans forward so that she's hovering above him, red curls making a curtain around their faces.] Get rid of it.
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[He pushes the pillow aside, leaving him in just his "I ♥ Starfleet Medical" shirt and boxers, clearly hard, watching her intently.]
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[She leans in a little closer, lips barely a centimetre away from his, mainly so that he can get a good lungful of her pheromones. It does take a concentrated effort however not to giggle at his shirt. Gaila when she lets herself slip into her old slavegirl tricks is something to behold, this woman is a lifetime away from the giggling bubbly and sometimes wilfully naive girl that most of the academy is used to. She's powerful, inherently sensual and darkly tempting. And most of all, she's entirely in control.
She strokes a finger down his chest.]
You have two options here, Leonard, you can do it, or I can. [She does hope she's not going to have to explain what it is.]
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It's exquisite.]
I want you to do it.
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[Just to show him what a good answer it was she leans in to kiss him deeply feeling confident that she has him under her influence by now. Never one to draw things out that don't have to be her hand slips further down, gripping him from outside of his boxers first before slipping her hand into them and curling her fingers around his length and with very little further ado proceeding to start moving her hand up and down.]
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It was definitely elsewhere now, as he kisses Gaila back with heat, his lips parting, tongue pushing into her mouth. His hips lift into her hand, rocking against it, trying to get some friction.]
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Strangely she'd never considered Leonard as a sexual partner before, possibly because Jim had always been there distracting her and attracting most of the attention, but now she was beginning to rue her oversight.]
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[He's got zero shame about being vocal about how good this feels, because it feels really goddamned good. The walls here are thick enough that it's not likely to leak through to the neighbors. His moans get steadily closer together until he manages to get out:]
Gonna come -
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That was fun. We should do that again sometime.
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[He still feels drunk from the pheromones and the afterglow, and he's probably more relaxed than Gaila's ever seen him.]
Soon.
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[She's mostly teasing him. But it's pretty cute that he's gone all happy and melty after orgasming. Maybe that's why he's grumpy all of the time? Because Jim keeps cockblocking him.]
Maybe next time we can get past third base.
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[He's only arguably aware of what he's saying, and he's slumping against the headboard, eyes growing heavy.]
Thanks.
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[She basically tucks him in, clamouring over him to get out of bed and kiss him on the forehead.]
Go to sleep, 'kay?
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[He settles in, barely able to keep his eyes open.]
G'night.