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.
[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.
Perhaps the sociological lecture can wait for another time.
[The kissing stokes embers of a fire that never went out, Khan's body already recovering for another go. He keeps his strokes light, teasing, teasing out Kirk's limits to find where he is.]
[Especially when the alternative is so much better. He's not yet at a point where the light, teasing touches are more frustrating than they are enjoyable. Jim's happy to go along with the light affection, one hand exploring the firm musculature of Khan's torso while the other moves down to stroke him in return.]
[Khan is not enthusiastic about the topic either, but the exploratory touch seemed to make the comment appropriate. It is all the information he will volunteer on the subject.
[Jim is still slick and stretched from riding Khan, so the augment slides in easily.
He's not yet at a point where the slow rocking would be more frustrating than it is enjoyable, so he moves with Khan rather than trying to urge him on.]
[wordlessly, he moves to grab Kirk's wrists and pin them. He will have to exercise some restraint (no pun intended); if he doesn't moderate himself, he could actually break bones. Not full capacity, then. Just enough to project some force.
His hips, on the other hand, can leave bruises, and that is something he can live with. Khan thrusts harder, peering down at Kirk with dark eyes.]
[Jim struggles a little bit against the grip holding his hands. What's the point in being pinned by a superhuman if you don't test that strength.
He cries out a little louder. That one hurt, but it's a good hurt, and he stares up at Khan, and shudders in pleasure.
Maybe he's enjoying this a little too much, but that's something he can think about when he doesn't have an unfairly sexy augment nailing him to the mattress.]
[He barely feels the resistance, leaning down for a kiss but aborting at the last moment to graze Kirk's lips with his teeth. The Captain's moans are music to his ears, and he growls, pushing harder and changing angles to draw out another cry.]
[He lets out a soft whine when he gets only a faint feeling of teeth instead of a kiss, but it quickly trails off into another cry of pleasure as the next thrust has his entire body shuddering with pleasure.]
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What?
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Your fantasy. I heard you outside the door before I rang the chime.
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If this was considered dirty talk during your time, things have changed a lot.
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Things have changed very little. People especially.
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We must've made some progress in three hundred years.
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Technology changes. Human nature is the same it has always been.
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That's all?
[Jim meets the short kisses happily and rocks his hips lightly as Khan strokes him.]
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[The kissing stokes embers of a fire that never went out, Khan's body already recovering for another go. He keeps his strokes light, teasing, teasing out Kirk's limits to find where he is.]
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[Especially when the alternative is so much better. He's not yet at a point where the light, teasing touches are more frustrating than they are enjoyable. Jim's happy to go along with the light affection, one hand exploring the firm musculature of Khan's torso while the other moves down to stroke him in return.]
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My biological father was an athlete.
[And a scholar, but that's not directly relevant.]
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You do have a nice body.
[It's a huge understatement.]
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[Khan is not enthusiastic about the topic either, but the exploratory touch seemed to make the comment appropriate. It is all the information he will volunteer on the subject.
He dips his head to claim Kirk's mouth again.]
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Would you let me fuck you? If I asked?
[He's enjoying Khan being on top a little too much right now to give that up, but it is a thought.]
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Perhaps you'll ask me again if you still have the energy.
[He strokes Kirk faster, looking down at Kirk's full lips. He'll be ready in just a moment to claim his body again.]
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That's... ah, fuck it.
[It's not an answer but Jim doesn't care anymore.]
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[with a touch of humour, of course. Khan positions himself, testing Kirk's body to see how they fit now.]
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Yes. I do like it.
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He's not yet at a point where the slow rocking would be more frustrating than it is enjoyable, so he moves with Khan rather than trying to urge him on.]
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Yes. That's what I want. C'mon. Show me how strong you are.
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His hips, on the other hand, can leave bruises, and that is something he can live with. Khan thrusts harder, peering down at Kirk with dark eyes.]
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He cries out a little louder. That one hurt, but it's a good hurt, and he stares up at Khan, and shudders in pleasure.
Maybe he's enjoying this a little too much, but that's something he can think about when he doesn't have an unfairly sexy augment nailing him to the mattress.]
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sorry for the slow
hahah it's okay i'm super slow right now too
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