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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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REACTIONS:

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.

➓ WILDCARD! You know the rules!

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[Khan's nails feel only a little painful, but in a good way until they travel lower to more sensitive areas. Jim makes a soft noise and bites at Khan.]

You want to go for round two?

[His hand slows down. Khan definitely has the stamina for it if his current performance is any indication.]

Do you?

[Khan is still on round one, but he definitely has the stamina...and interest.]

Yes.

[There are very few things that will make Jim turn down the option of more sex, and none of them are in the way right now.]

[Khan will need to steel himself. If he cannot commit to one option or the other, he'll never be satisfied.

He cards his fingers through Kirk's hair again, tightening his grip at the same time he drags his nails across Kirk's length.]

I want your mouth.

[Jim makes a short cry of pain before he stifles himself at Khan's rough treatment. The grip in his hair keeps him from pulling away, but he still pulls against it.]

Sadist.

[But he moves compliantly down Khan's body once more.]

[Amusement lights up his otherwise cold eyes, and as Kirk shifts, he relaxes his fingers, allowing a small wave of endorphins to flow. He wouldn't harm Kirk, but a little pain is fair play. They aren't without air to clear, after all.

Anticipation makes his breathing louder, and his body tight. He wonders what it would take to get the same sort of enthusiasm out of Kirk that he sees when the Captain goes off on an adrenaline chase.]

[He takes Khan into his mouth once more, scraping his teeth along the sensitive flesh in revenge for the rough treatment he receive moments ago.

Turn about is fair play, and Jim doesn't mind a little rough sex. In fact, it's more along the lines of what he expected than the gentleness and restraint Khan had earlier.]

[He hisses, the stimulation sending jolts of electricity through him. Khan thrusts upwards, keeping a hand on Kirk's head to guide him and provide feedback. He rather enjoys a bit of hard play, and now that it's sunk in that they're really doing this (he'd half expected to be used and discarded), perhaps he can indulge himself.

Khan guides Kirk's mouth, pulling him down to find where the lines are.]

[Jim takes as much as he can, relaxing his throat and doing his best to avoid gagging as Khan pushes him to take more.

He stares up at Khan as he works.]

[His breaths stutter, then he groans, low and deep in the back of his throat. It isn't until Kirk's eyes meet his that he starts to feel that wave approaching again, and his fingers tighten in Kirk's hair again. Not as hard, just enough to let him know it's good. ]

[He makes a pleased hum as he sucks on Khan and bobs his head. It's still too soon, but Jim reaches down to touch himself.

Khan's thing about maintaining eye contact is more than a little hot.]

[His life, since being unfrozen, has been mostly solitary (and not entirely by choice). Staring Kirk down while their eyes are locked, seeing him and feeling him-- it provides a sense of connection he would never admit to be starving for.

Kirk's hum makes his body jerk, and he watches Kirk reach to touch himself. Khan suddenly wants to do that sort of stimulation himself, but it would require too much shifting about, and he's so close to a peak now. Perhaps just after, then.]

[Jim puts his other hand on Khan's thigh, touching him just for the sake of it. He presses his teeth a littler harder than he did before and moves a little slower.]

[He bares his teeth, pulling on Kirk's hair as his orgasm builds to a peak. Khan forces himself not to look away, not to close his eyes and just take the sensation, but to take it from Kirk. Madness, sure, but this is a reality he chooses to live in.

His groan is soft, stifled despite the intensity of the stimulation. His back arches off the bed a little, hips rolling.]

[He sucks and licks and then pulls back so only the head is in his mouth as Khan pulls on his hair.

The eye contact really adds to the experience, watching Khan lose himself to the pleasure, and knowing that he's the one doing this.]

[His body shudders, little aftershocks going through him as Kirk suckles on the tip. The sound of his heavy breathing fills Kirk's quarters, and he watches the satsifaction on the Captain's face. It's clear he's more than a little aroused by this, large pupils blown wide and ringed with brilliant blue. Khan feels a sense of fulfillment, and lies back, carding his fingers through Kirk's hair.]

Are you ready for more?

[He's a little breathless. And now he wants to kiss Kirk again.]

[Jim pulls away from Khan and moves to lie next to him on the bed, give them both a moment to recover. Although he suspects that Khan needs it a lot less than he does.]

Yes. Always.

[Khan lies still for a few moments, until his blood stops buzzing and his skin isn't tingling so much. He'd almost forgotten how gratifying a good orgasm could be; the distractions of war had made him focus on other things.

He rolls over, straddling Kirk and bracing his arms on either side of Kirk's body. Khan leans down for a heated kiss, edging just this side of overstimulation.]

[He bites at Khan in the kiss, and arches upwards. The break they took has given him time to think about things that aren't Khan and sex, but he hasn't changed his mind.

What they're doing isn't wrong, isn't against regulations, and they both really need this.]

[Khan deepens the kiss, rolling his hips against Kirk's. Then he pulls their lips apart, seemingly out of nowhere.

A thought has taken root.]

Who were you imagining, just before I came in?

[The question is like having cold water thrown on him, and he's surprised enough to be unable to respond for a few moments, staring up at Khan.]

What?

[He doesn't seem immediately put off.]

Your fantasy. I heard you outside the door before I rang the chime.

[It takes him a moment to kick his brain onto a different track and think back to before Khan showed up.]

If this was considered dirty talk during your time, things have changed a lot.

[Khan feigns annoyance at being called old (a gesture mostly given away by his inability to keep his lips from quirking), lightly pinching Kirk's side before immediately nipping at the underside of his jaw. His hand drifts down, nails scraping over that channel between abdomen and thigh.]

Things have changed very little. People especially.

[Jim takes the retaliation in stride, though the nails on sensitive skin make him gasp and writhe.]

We must've made some progress in three hundred years.