That smile [Farbe - Gelb (Blume) - fürs Team]

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Team: Sonne
Challenge: Farbe - Gelb (Blume) - fürs Team
Titel: That smile
Fandom: Star Trek AOS (mirror verse)
Charaktere: Leonard McCoy, Jim Kirk
Pairing: Leonard x Jim
Wörter: 676 Wörter
Sprache: Englisch
Warnung: dark and twisted sex (oder eher Vorspiel)

McCoy had walked in on many strange things. Kirk beating the crap out of one of his crew members; Kirk cleaning one of his new knifes; Kirk torturing a random slave. But Kirk kneeling down in front of him, holding a yellow flower out to him was new.
McCoy only raised an eyebrow. “What’s that?”
Kirk showed his wicked grin. “A gift.”
“Did you expose yourself to some alien virus?” McCoy was quick to get out his medical tricorder to scan Kirk. If Kirk got sentimental something had to be very wrong. The readings were fine though. Kirk was in best shape.
“It’s a gift for you,” Kirk repeated, standing up now, forcing the flower into McCoys hands. “The inhabitants of this planet use it as a hallucinogen.”
McCoy scoffed. “So you want us to have some fun?” Kirk was no man who needed drugs to get going. He just took what he wanted.
“I thought in higher dosage it could be used as a tool for torture as well.”
McCoy stared at him for a while, mouth half open, before he finally said, “You’re very considerate, Captain. What’s gotten into you today?”
Kirk stepped closer, pushed himself into McCoy’s personal space. “I wanted to see that smile that only the thought of torture can bring out.”
The corner of McCoy’s lips moved up slowly. “Which smile?”
“That smile that not even I can put onto your lips. That smile that you get when you hear one of your victims cry out in pain. That smile that I love so much. That smile that makes me hard every single damn time I see it.” Kirk had moved closer with every word, whispering into his ear in the end.
McCoy took a step back and looked around. “I don’t see anybody I could torture, Captain, so I’m afraid you don’t get what you wish for today.” McCoy knew when he could venture to tease the Captain or when he would get a punch for his inobedience. Today McCoy could play with him. The Captain was in a good mood.
“Bones,” he said with a tease in his voice, “don’t you have any imagination?” Kirk stepped closer, coming dangerously close. “Just imagine what you could do.”
“Which would be?” McCoy had a very distinctive imagination. Since Kirk had put this flower in his hand and had told him what it was McCoy had already been skimming in his mind how he could use this for his pleasure. But the one thing better than to come up with some creative usages was to hear it from his Captain.
“You could mess with someone’s head. Play with their darkest fears.” McCoy could feel Kirk’s hot breath on his face now. He leaned his head back when Kirk started to plant kisses all over his neck. “You could drive someone mad.”
McCoy’s whole body shuddered at the vicious tone in Kirk’s voice. The prospect of having someone’s mind in his own hands let a cruel smile appear on his face. Kirk groaned with pleasure. “There it is,” he whispered and pressed himself against McCoy, his kisses becoming more demanding now. His right hand wandered down McCoy’s chest to his crotch.
McCoy let out a startled moan. He was ready to take his Captain here and now but he wouldn’t make it that easy for him. “So you got what you want? And I can only imagine?”
Kirk stopped with the kisses for a moment, though not removing his hand, and cocked his head. “You think so less of me, Bones? I already picked out a suitable candidate as a test subject for later. So now you can thank me for my thoughtful present and later I can watch you. Sound good?”
“Sounds absolutely perfect!” McCoy full forced pressed his lips on Kirk’s and pushed him to the direction of his bed. “So let’s hurry this up so that I can go play.”
“Always the romantic one,” Kirk commented with a dry laugh while pulling McCoy back in for the next kiss.