Ahku IX

McCoy stood next to Kirk’s chair, glancing at Spock occasionally. Each time he gained the courage to walk up to Spock, the Vulcan would look at him and the doctor would lose his nerve and change his mind. Spock was confused by this interaction between them. McCoy would call his name, stare at him momentarily when he would look at the doctor, but the doctor would not say anything. Kirk was confused as well, but he just thought maybe McCoy was taking his advice and gaining the courage to ask Spock out. It was curious that the doctor would do it on the bridge in front of the other officers. Finally, McCoy mentally smacked himself and approached Spock.
“Mr. Spock.”
Spock turned in his seat and looked up at Bones. “Yes, Doctor?”
Bones gulped and took a deep breath. “Would you join me in my quarters for drinks tonight?”
Kirk blinked and turned his gaze to Spock, who stared up at Bones with a hint of surprise in his eyes. ‘Well… it’s a start.’ The captain thought and looked back at the screen in front of him showing the stars and blackness around them.
“It would be a pleasure to, Doctor.” Spock replied.
McCoy straightened his back. “Very well, I will see you in my quarters at 2000 hours.”
Spock nodded and watched McCoy climbed onto the lift. He glanced at the rest of the crew, who were all also very confused.
“Well… that went well if I do say so myself.” Kirk said, smiling at Spock.
Spock raised an eyebrow. “Indeed.” He replied and turned back in his seat to continue working.
For the rest of the day, Bones continued to check on his patients and decided what to make for Spock that evening. When the evening approached, he took to his rooms, showered, dressed casually and made a nice fruit salad, prepared some chocolate and fresh fruit as well as some brandy. As eight o’clock approached, McCoy began to feel very nervous, as if he were a teenaged boy going on a date with a beautiful girl again. His door beeped, signaling someone is at it and he opened it.
“On time, of course, Spock?” McCoy asked.
“It would be illogical, and rude, to be late when you set a specific time for me to be here.” Spock said.
McCoy felt his eyebrow twitch in annoyance that Spock was, once again, correct. ‘And he says I’m in love with him.’ The doctor thought. “Come on in, Spock.” He said and stepped aside to allow Spock admittance into his chambers.
Spock’s eyebrow rose in interest at the smell of fruit. “Your room smells… interesting.”
McCoy snorted. “I made a fruit salad for us to eat with some brandy.”
“Ah. That was thoughtful of you, Doctor.” Spock nearly smiled.
“Well… I know most Vulcans are vegetarians.” McCoy said and led Spock into the sitting area. He poured them both a glass of brandy and then brought two bowls of fruit salad into the sitting area. “You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to…” The doctor muttered and sipped his brandy.
“Why would I not? You fixed it for me didn’t you?” Spock asked.
The doctor sighed, holding down a blush. “… Yes.’
Spock picked up his fork and stabbed a pineapple and then ate it. His eyebrows rose in appreciation. McCoy watched him, feeling his heart swell with warmth. He watched Spock start to eat the rest of it and he couldn’t help but smile at how cute the Vulcan seemed, closing his eyes and chewing slowly, savoring the flavor of the fruits. Slowly, the doctor began to eat as well and they spent the next few hours talking about work and occasionally debating and arguing about petty little things.
McCoy was warmly tipsy, and he found himself admiring Spock’s features. The Vulcan wasn’t the most handsome man on the ship, but he had his own handsome features. His short black hair that looked so soft and silky and his slightly pouty lips that McCoy had had the pleasure of tasting earlier that day; and his large nose that was perfect for an Eskimo kiss. The doctor’s hands have also had the pleasure of feeling Spock’s chest that felt hard in all the right places.
“Doctor?”
Bones’ eyes widened and he realized he had gone into his own fantasy world. “Ah… yes, Mr. Spock?”
“I wanted to ask you something.”
Bones lowered his glass. “I’m listening.”
“Why did you invite me here tonight?”
‘Crap… damn Vulcan.’ McCoy thought. He shrugged and decided to say the first thing that came to mind. “I was rather mean earlier today, so I wanted to make it up to you.”
Spock’s eyes seemed to have lost a bit of the brightness that had gathered through the evening. “I see…”
McCoy felt his heart twinge. “Mr. Spock, have you ever had fruit dipped in chocolate?”
Spock raised an eyebrow. “I’ve never heard of such a thing.”
Bones grinned and stood from his seat. “I’ll be right back.” He said and walked into his small kitchen. Spock watched him go and waited for a few minutes before the doctor returned with a bowl of melted chocolate and another bowl of cool fruit. Spock stared at the melted chocolate. “Here…” McCoy said and picked up a cherry by the stem and dipped the small circular fruit into the chocolate and twirled it a bit before bringing it to Spock’s mouth. The Vulcan glanced at his companion before leaning forward and taking the cherry into his mouth. McCoy pulled the stem off and watched Spock chew the fruit and heard him make a soft sound of approval. The doctor shuddered at the sound. “Did you like it?”
“It is a very delicious delicacy indeed, Doctor.”
The doctor grinned. “Yeah, you get nutrients and the sweet taste of chocolate all at once!”
The Vulcan raised an eyebrow. “Fascinating.”
After that, the two continued eating the fruit and chocolate and drinking their brandy while conversing like old friends. Midnight came around and McCoy was still pleasantly tipsy, whereas Spock was still sober.
“Spock, I had a nice chat with Jim today.”
“Did you?”
“Yeah, I told him about what happened between us.”
Spock’s eyes widened in surprise. “You did?”
Bones nodded. “Don’t worry; he thinks we’re perfect for each other.” Spock’s cheeks turned green. “Anyways… I told him about how I thought you deserved a woman, and you know what he told me?”
“What did Jim tell you?”
“He said… that… it wasn’t my place to decide what you deserve and that if I’m so worried about not being right for you, that I must have some deep feelings for you.” McCoy sighed, setting his brandy on a table. Spock stared at him. “You know what else he said? He said that us arguing all the time is like a boy picking on a girl that he likes on the playground because he doesn’t know how to handle his feelings.”
Spock raised an eyebrow. “What are you saying Doctor McCoy?”
Bones blinked some. “I guess… I’m saying… that I’m willing to give you a chance.”
Spock’s lips twitched some and he smiled. Standing, he put his glass on the table and then pulled McCoy up from his chair. Bones yelped rather undignified and he fell into Spock’s chest. Shaking the dizziness from his head, he looked up at Spock to ask him why the hell he did that, only to close his mouth at the warm smile on Spock's lips and the loving gaze in the Vulcan's eyes. The doctor felt himself blush and look down in embarrassment, which Spock found rather adorable. He put a hand on McCoy's cheek and gently forced him to look back at him.
Bones blushed when he saw Spock's face coming closer to his, but he allowed the short, sweet kiss. When the Vulcan pulled away, Bones stared up at him. Clearing his throat, he gently pulled himself away. "Yes, well... don't let this go to your heard. I'm not guaranteeing anything." He muttered.
Spock smiled. "Of course not." He said and hugged the doctor close again.
Bones let out a soft grunt, but allowed Spock to hold him close for a few minutes. He found himself rather enjoying the warmth of the Vulcan's body against his. The doctor closed his eyes slowly and leaned into Spock's embrace. Sighing softly, he allowed another kiss, and then another, and then another. Kiss after kiss, McCoy was beginning to lose himself to Spock's lips. His body grew warmer and his pants grew tighter. Pressing against the Vulcan, he wrapped his arms around Spock's neck and kissed him deeper, one hand petting Spock's hair and the other gripping the back of his shirt. Spock's arms tightened around McCoy's waist, a hand daring to descend to the doctor's ass and gripping one cheek.
McCoy's body jumped at that action, but it only made him harder; and he whimpered as Spock's tongue shoved into his mouth and danced against his. The doctor felt himself being spun around and then pressed up against a wall with Spock's body pressing into his. The Vulcan's hand remained on his bottom while the other traveled up his dress shirt to caress his chest. The doctor panted heatedly, tilting his head to the side as Spock began kissing and nipping down his neck.
The hand on his ass was doing miraculous things to McCoy's libido. Turning his head some, he began to pant hot breaths against Spock's ear, causing the Vulcan to breathe a bit heavier. Smirking evilly, McCoy leaned forward and kissed behind the pointed ear, then nipped at it mercilessly. Spock let out something akin to a moan, which caused Bones' hands to become active as well. They slipped up the back of Spock's shirt to caress affectionately. His lips continued to tease Spock's ear, kissing, licking and nipping.
Spock could feel his body heat rising, and Leonard teasing his ear was not helping. He was unbearably hard now. He pressed his hips against McCoy's and moaned when he felt Bones' erection through their clothing. McCoy bit down on Spock's ear quite hard when their erections met, but it only seemed to spur Spock on more aggressively. The Vulcan bit down on the doctor's neck, making the doctor cry out. Their lips met viciously, McCoy dragging his nails down Spock's back and Spock shoving McCoy's pants down. Pulling from the kiss, the Vulcan's eyes turned to look down at Bones' erection.
Licking his lips, he stared at the drops of precum leaking from the tip. Bones closed his eyes, but he could still feel Spock's lustful eyes on him. The hand returned to his ass, only it was skin-on-skin contact now, and Spock's hand was practically a flame on him. His erection twitched with interest at the hand that hovered close to it. Bones panted, swallowing thickly. His hands touched the welts on Spock's back lovingly before descending slowly to sneak under Spock's pants. Spock's breath hitched at the touch of McCoy's hands on his ass. He retaliated by gently touching his finger tips to McCoy's very hard, very hot erection.
"Spock..." Bones whispered softly, laying his forehead against Spock's shoulder and gripping the ass cheeks in his hands.
Spock wrapped his hand around the hard limb and rubbed his thumb over the tip. Bones breathed heavily against his ear and neck and pulled the Vulcan's hips closer to his own. "Leonard..." The Vulcan got a soft moan in return, so he gently nudged the doctor's head with his own. Bones slowly lifted his head and looked at Spock with lustful eyes.
"What?" He asked breathlessly.
Spock smiled some, but leaned forward and kissed Bones slowly, but deep. He lifted his free hand and held the back of Bones' neck as their tongues danced and their breaths mingled. As they kissed, Spock's hand rubbed and stroked the erection it held. Leonard's throat continued to release soft moans and gasps. Bones removed one of his hands from the confines of Spock's pants and reached to the front to unbutton the pants and then he let them drop to the floor. Spock's phallus bobbed and bumped against McCoy's, causing them both to gasp in bliss.
The Vulcan stepped forward, putting a knee between Bones' legs. His hand lowered from the back of Bones' head to grip one of his thighs and lift his leg. McCoy marveled at the closeness of their erections. His free hand hesitantly gripped Spock's erection in return for Spock gripping his. Spock moaned softly and nuzzled McCoy's neck as he began to stroke and jerk the doctor's phallus. Bones bucked his hips and began to copy Spock's hand movements. Spock opened his eyes to watch their hands stroke each others erections.
Bones raised his hand to thread his fingers through Spock's hair and he lowered his head to moan against Spock's ear. He decided his favorite way to tease Spock was his ears. Spock bucked his hips as the heat against his ears sent an electrical shock to his core. He turned his eyes to see the teasing grin on Bones' lips. The Vulcan had to grin back as his hand descended down Bones' erection to grip his sacs. Bones moaned, tilting his head back. The Vulcan took this opportunity to create a mark on Bones' neck. He saw the doctor's eyes snap open and glare down at him.
"Damn it Spock! Did you have to leave a mark?!" Bones yelled, gripping Spock's sacs tightly.
Spock flinched some, but he remained calm. "Leonard, I am marking you as my mate."
"Geh!" Leonard blushed heatedly.
"Is that bad?" The Vulcan asked, smiling teasingly.
McCoy gulped some. "Well... no. I guess not." He muttered, looking to the side.
Spock chuckled into his ear and bucked his hips against McCoy's. "No worries, Doctor. If anyone asks, just tell them a you had an allergic reaction to a medication you took for a headache." He said and bit the dark mark on Leonard's neck.
McCoy was silent for a moment, enjoying the soft kisses. "Spock... would you really accept me as your mate?"
"Would I be doing this to you otherwise?" Spock replied, lifting his head to kiss McCoy lovingly.
As the kiss grew deeper, their hands began to move again, the sounds of the sexual activity going on between their bodies made their cores wind tighter. As their climax grew closer, their hips began to buck against each other and their erections ground together. Leonard began to moan more freely, the throbbing in his sacs and phallus growing closer together.
"Spock!"
Spock pressed closer, grinding against McCoy. He grunted against Bones' neck, his hand wrapping around both their erections and beginning to stroke ruthlessly. Leonard released Spock's erection and wrapped his arms around the Vulcan's shoulders, hugging him close. His body grew tense and he shuddered violently, moaning out Spock's name loudly as he released. Panting heavily, he allowed Spock to continue grinding against him in order to reach his own release. Leaning forward, McCoy nipped Spock's ear and whispered dirty things into his ear. Spock blushed green and he grunted as he released against McCoy's shirt.
Panting, the two kissed softly as Spock slowly lowered Bones' leg. He released their now soft penises and nuzzled McCoy's shoulder. He wrapped his arms around Bones' waist and kissed him again, loving and affectionate.
"I have to admit..." Bones muttered, licking his lips. "That was hot."

okay! Some of you may not know military time, so here's an explanation!
Take a clock and look at it normally:
12
11 1
10 2
9 3
8 4
7 5
6
deformed, I know. ^^;;
So! This is all in AM, morning time. After noon, you begin to count normally as if your weren't counting time. So after 12, you would go 13, 14, 15, 16 and so on:
12(24)
23 13
22 14
21 15
20 16
19 17
18
And this would all be PM, night time! ^^ So in the story when McCoy asks Spock to meet him at 2000 hours, he's asking Spock to meet him at twenty hundred hours, or 8 pm! So there you have it!