Chapter 2

[dramapunk]

            
Love Bites

Series: ST XI 

Character/Pairing(s): Jim/Bones and Bones/Jocelyn (past relationship)

Rating: NC17

Word Count: 21952 

Warnings: Vampirism, Blood play in the context of vampires, oral sex, sex, masturbation, questionable behavior of the sexy vampire kind. 

Summary: Jim is attracted to the grumpy Leonard McCoy the pair quickly befriend each other, there is something odd about the Southern Doctor that Jim can’t exactly put his finger on, but doesn’t really care, because Bones always seems to be there when he needs him, and knows just how to provoke Jim into taking care of himself. Jim is taken by surprise when Leonard takes on a starring role in some very kinky dreams; at least Jim is pretty sure they are dreams. Not that he minds, but can Jim pull his head out of his studies long enough to work up the nerve to tell Bones about the fantasies and figure out what the Doctor is hiding from him?  



Authors Notes: I really need to thank selinamoonfire and x_posed_again  not only for cheerleading me and doing an awesome beta on this work, but for also being really good friends and listening to my crazy ideas and putting up with for as long as they have. I love your ladies. <3 

Also lots of love to  [Unknown site tag]deliciousny and alanndra who where wonderful to work with for art and music and really captured what I was going for in this fic to a tee. and lastly big hugs and thank you to caffein,poptarts and my dvd players loop function. Enjoy the Show! 



Link to Fic: By dramapunk Found here on my DW enjoy!

Link to Art: By the awesome and wonderful deliciousny   Really awesome art is awesome! There's always a soft spot for necking with me! 

Link to Mix: By alanndra   The super awesome fanmix is this way, check out the wonderful cover art she made for it as well. 

Chapter 1 

When Jim wakes up the next morning, he remembers the night before and laughs to himself. He doesn’t really remember being that drunk, but he remembers Bones dumping him into his bed and making sure there was a big glass of water on his nightstand. He vaguely remembers trying to slap Bones’ hands away when he tried to give him a hypo to help prevent a hangover and somehow, despite Jim’s drunken flailing, the doctor must have managed to give Jim the hypo because he feels fine, except for a roaring case of cottonmouth.

He downs the glass of water, pulls on clothes that don’t smell like bar, and contemplates breakfast. He settles for a bowl of cereal before flicking on his computer and grabbing his PADD figuring what assignments he has to get done and what classes he should study for.  Reluctantly, he settles in to try and make a dent in the pile of homework he has.

Throughout out the studying his mind keeps drifting back to Leonard and he tries to shake the thoughts from his mind because he should really be focusing on getting the studying done, but there was something both intriguing and slightly off putting about the doctor that he liked. But it was getting harder to focus on getting through his Advanced Tactics homework because his stomach is growling and demanding attention. Jim brushes his hunger aside and tries to refocus on his homework.

 

Leonard McCoy: Go get yourself some lunch.  You’re brain’s not going to retain anything unless you take care of the rest of your body…. I mean we should go get some lunch.

 

Jim is a little taken a little taken aback by the doctor’s message, was he some type of stalker? How the hell had he known Jim had been hungry? Jim shakes his head a little and laughs at his own thoughts; Bones was a doctor and probably just checking on Jim.

 

James T Kirk: How did you know I was hungry?

 

Jim sends the note back. He can’t help a bit of snark, that’s just how he gets when he is hungry and stressed.  His PADD pings a minute later with yet another message from Leonard:

 

Leonard McCoy: Because I’m a doctor Jim, and you’re trying to do the command track in three years. You know how many cadets I see in the clinic because they started skipping meals to study?  A lot.  Just call it and educated guess.

 

Jim huffs. He should have known having a doctor for a friend would have both its benefits and its downfalls. But he has to admit Leonard was right it wasn’t going to do him any good to go skipping meals. Still, it felt a bit odd that Bones’ message had come the way it did, but what the doctor had said did make sense and he vaguely remembers telling Bones that sometimes he gets so into his studies that he neglects his own needs. So the good doctor was probably just checking up on him.  Yeah Bones was just checking up on him.

 

James T Kirk: All right Bones. I’ll meet you in the Mess in ten…

 

Jim pulls on his coat and heads over the mess, PADD in hand so he can get some studying done while he eats, even if it is a bit rude, he is sure Bones will understand.

Jim is loading up his tray with food when he turns, startled to find Leonard standing next to him.

            “Whoa where did you come from?” Jim asks with a start, placing an apple on his tray along with a salami sandwich.

Leonard rolls his eyes a little and gestures to the set of scrubs he’s wearing as if Jim is being thick.  “I came from medical, Jim.” He chuckles, “but originally Georgia.” He smirks playfully.

“You came out of nowhere Bones; you’re going to have to teach me your stealth skills.” Jim smiles at Leonard.

“Jim you were out late drinkin’, you’ve been studying most of the morning and probably haven’t eaten enough, and that will dull your senses, that’s why you didn’t hear me.” He chuckles getting his own lunch.

They find and empty table and park themselves. Jim pulls out his PADD and resumes studying before he even takes a bite of his sandwich.

Leonard sighs and pulls the PADD from Jim’s hand. “Eat first then keep studying.” Leonard says, “You’re not gonna retain anything you study if you don’t take care of yourself, kid.”

Jim grumbles for a moment before he starts to eat his lunch, “Not a kid, old man.” He chuckles taking a bit of his sandwich.

“Good. You need to remember to take care of yourself if you’re going to finish the program in three years.”  He chuckles a little. 

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thanks, Mom.” Jim laughs looking at the man as he takes a loud crunching bite from his apple.

“Someone’s gotta take care of you other wise you’re gonna go feral.” Leonard points out taking a long sip from a metal water container with the Star Fleet medical logo on it.

“Are you going to make sure I have all my shots too?” He jokes and laughs a little until he sees the glint in McCoy’s eyes and he stops laughing.

“Damn right I am.  It’s my job as a doctor and your friend.” He nods taking another sip from the container.  Before screwing the cap on and slipping it into his backpack he smiles at Jim a little, “Sorry kid I gotta get back to medical, I’ve got clinic duty, and then I need to study for Xenobiology.” He says standing and pulling on his backpack. “I’ll see you later.”

Jim finishes his lunch and heads back to his room before settling in to study again. He hates to admit it, but Bones was right. Jim does feel more focused after lunch, feels like he is retaining more information.  He’ll have to make sure he never tells Bones he was right though, that would just get him an “I told you so” from the good doctor, or one of those rants the man seems to go off on about the positives of taking care of yourself. Jim is an adult and could take care of himself, but Bones seems to doubt that, well maybe not doubted that Jim could take care of but maybe needs a push to do it right by Bones’ standards anyway.

It’s not that Jim doesn’t know how to care for himself because he does; it’s just that with all the work at the Academy he gets hyper focused on getting his course work done, keeping up with his studies. Sure he may be a genius, but he isn’t used to the academic setting anymore, so he has to push himself at times, and those times when he was pushing himself, he lets things like food and sleep fall to the wayside.

A few hours later his brain feels fried so Jim shuts down the computer and scrubs his hands across his face.  Shower and dinner… that sounds like a good plan, a damn good plan. He heads into the bathroom and flicks on the light before running himself a nice hot shower.

Jim strips out of his cloths and steps under the hot spray letting out a groan as the hot water runs over his body, helping to release tension he didn’t even know he was holding in his shoulders.

Jim grabs the soap and starts to wash himself, enjoying the peace and quiet of a nice hot shower. But slowly, thoughts of a hazel eyed cantankerous doctor fills his mind, and of the night before, the way the long nimble fingers turned a page of a book, the way they held a glass, and the other things those fingers where more then likely skilled at.  Jim lets his hand wander a little lower down his body letting out a huff of air, not really wanting to believe the thought of just Leonard’s hands was enough to get him going. But apparently it was because he was already half hard at just the thought of what Bones could do to him.

He lets out a soft moan as he leans against the tile and strokes himself to full mast. He closes his eyes and lets himself slip into the fantasy that he’s not alone in the shower, but that Leonard is there with him.  Those full lips at his neck as the doctor’s hands slide down his body. Jim’s breath hitches a little he can almost feel Bones’ teeth scrap along his neck and collarbone nipping and making their way to Jim’s lip’s sucking at the blonde’s lower lip. Jim groans; his cock hot and heavy in his own hand.  He strokes himself slowly in the steamy shower as visions of Leonard dance behind his eyes.

Jim reaches down with his free hand and fondles his balls.  He lets out another low moan, his hips jerking a little as he rubs his thumb over the head his cock before going back to stroking himself.  Picking up the pace his breath quickens and the hot water falls around him.  He imagines it’s Leonard stroking and fondling him, that he is being kissed by the dark haired man. He gnaws at his lower lip as he feels his orgasm creeping closer and closer. The hand that is cradling his balls moves and he lets his fingers brush over his hole lightly rubbing them over the tight entrance.

Jim lets out a shuddering breath and comes in sprits splattering his chest and his hand to images of Leonard McCoy in his mind.  He leans against the tile, catching his breath and trying to collect his thoughts and ignore the fact that he was having dirty thoughts about a man who would more then likely never be more then a friend.

He gets himself cleaned up and dries off.  Walking out of the bathroom with a towel rapped around his waist, he checks his to do list on his PADD and realizes he got what was due Monday done and that he was incredibly hungry.  There was also that there was a message waiting for him. He clicked it open, and felt a flush creep along his neck and cheeks… it was from McCoy.  He had no clue why one message from the man would make him flush, he was pretty open sexually but then even he had some reservations about masturbating to thoughts of someone who was quickly becoming his best friend.

 

Leonard McCoy: Jim- I am at that pub we where at last night. Meet me for a bite to eat? Bring your study stuff, we can study and eat and maybe grab a drink?

 

Jim grins and sends a message back in the affirmative to Leonard as he pulls on clothes that aren’t red and aren’t his uniform, wipes the smutty thoughts of Leonard from his mind, grabs his coat and heads out. 

Jim walks into the bar and spots Leonard at the same quite back table going over a PADD.  He walks over to the table and smiles a little. “Hey, Bones.”

“Hi, Jim, how’s it goin’?” Leonard says setting the PADD aside and taking a sip from his glass as he gestures to the empty seat.

“I’m doing pretty good, caught up on all the stuff that’s due Monday… but I’m starving.”  He chuckles noticing Bones had ordered him a glass of the bourbon from last night already, he smile and raises the glass to Bones who raises his own. Jim takes a long sip and sighs feeling more relaxed already being out of his dorm.

“S’good, I have a test in in Xenobiology Monday, I am pretty sure I’ve got it down.  It’s just that goddamn Vulcan biology that’s throwing me.” He chuckles a little taking a sip of his drink. “What kind of humanoid has green blood, jus’ not right.” He jokes a twinkle in his eyes. “Interesting stuff though.”

“Ugh don’t know how you can handle that, don’t you already have a med degree?” He asked Leonard.

“Yes, I am an MD, I have a lovely collection of degrees with lots of letters after them. But Starfleet wants me to up my knowledge on Xenobiology, which makes sense when you think about it. My degrees are mostly focused on the care and feeding of humans.” He laughs a little.

Jim smiles as the grumpy man laughs and thinks he needs to do it a lot more, something about the deep rumble made him feel good deep down inside.  The night is a quiet one of studying and light conversation. By the time they are walking home Jim is full of good food and that bourbon Leonard kept telling Jim the name of, but he couldn’t really be made to care. Despite the hard work and the politics of the Academy this is a whole lot better then what he had going for him in Iowa, which was a fuck ton of nothing.

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Chapter 3