[ Surely they can do it, if they really put their minds to it. Take it slow, take their time. Soak up every inch of each other without that desperate rush.
Or this. This is good, too. Every damn time. She smiles against his lips, enjoying the way that little growl rumbles in the pit of his chest. She leans her forehead against him, nudging the tip of her nose to his. ]
Mm. It may not be the bridge, but I think your office does just fine.
[ This is pretty damn fantastic, she certainly will never hear him complain about it. If nothing else, they have these slow, sweet moments in the aftermath, her muscles still fluttering around his cock with how sensitive they are, her chest heaving with each breath.
His hands keep up the touches, tracing down her sides, back up her torso to cup and idly play with her breasts, as though keeping himself entertained while they kiss and nuzzle. ]
Mm, I do have a few good ideas every once in a while.
[ He's got more, too. Plenty of places for them to fuck all around the ship. ]
[ If she can find one thing in the world that he'll never complain about, she'll mark it a victory. And she quite enjoys basking in these softer moments with him, too - the way they slot together, find their breath, their way down from the peak alongside each other.
Her fingertips graze softly against his cheekbone, along his jaw, lips toying softly against his. ]
A few? I think we're gonna need to make a list. [ She grins on his skin, trailing a few kisses against his jawline. ]
[ That gets a low, slightly breathless laugh out of him, his own hands gently petting her sides while she strokes his cheek, lips soft against her jawline. ]
You're actually serious, aren't you?
[ Not that he minds, let's be honest. He'll probably find the adventurous aspect of it thrilling, for all that he usually grouses about any kind of adventuring. ]
I think, [ He mutters, trailing off for a moment as his hands move down to grope her ass, squeezing her thighs firmly, his own head tilting to nibble at her neck. ] We could just sit down together and work on that list. Might even have a couple suggestions, myself.
[ Not off the top of his head, but he does know this ship fairly well. He might remember a few interesting spots to suggest to her that she'd be into. ]
Well, I'm sure I can give you a run for your money...
[ He murmurs with a soft grin, purring against her cheek, tilting his own head so he can nibble back at her ear after she nips his own. Both his hands massage her ass slowly, more playing with the flesh than actually trying to tease her just yet. But if it happens, he's not going to complain. ]
Sounds lovely, darlin'. I'm looking forward to it already.
[ She grins, letting her eyes flutter closed at the gentle nip of his teeth along her skin. That strong cup of his hands might not be all too teasing, but she tips her hips into him anyway, pressing herself into his chest and press a few kisses along his jaw. They're not done yet - they'd both promised each other that much. But it's nice, taking their time in the inbetween. ]
Mm. You know, we're bound for earth in a few days... [ She toys with the hair at the back of his neck, nuzzling into his neck. ] You think you'll head home for a while?
Probably will. My ma's been hounding me about comin' home when I'm around.
[ Not that she needs to, Leonard likes to visit whenever he gets the chance, especially when shore leaves back on Earth are few and far between, these days.
He pulls back to look at her, pausing in a moment of hesitance before he asks. ]
[ Home. It's a concept she hasn't felt - hasn't let herself feel - in what seems like lifetimes. Even after over a year of living on this ship, it's just another place to lay her head. Just like the others.
Even if she has found herself sinking into the comfort of his room with him lately, despite herself.
She gives him a curious look at the hesitation in his gaze, processing his question a moment before she stifles a smile. ]
Really? [ That smile threatens to crack, her fingertips toying through his hair a moment. ] Does she still make that peach cobbler?
[ Leonard uses the word a little more broadly. Georgia's home, but so is the Enterprise, it was that even before Sara became a constant in his life too. Just having Jim, Uhura and (God forbid he admit it out loud) Spock around makes it a home to him, too. Being surrounded by the people he cares about, people who've become his family too over the years.
Going back to Earth, to Georgia, it still feels different from that. It's also maybe a step too serious, taken too quickly to her liking, but he doesn't go back on his offer.
If anything, the way she smiles and the question she poses make him feel a little surer that he didn't push too hard in the wrong direction. ]
If you ask nicely, [ He drawls, teasing. ] That the only reason you want to come, huh? Just wantin' to taste my ma's cuisine?
[ The Enterprise could be home, if she let it. If she let more than one doctor and the occasional Captain into her life. For so long, she's been used to being on her own. Keeping people at a distance, too much darkness, too much blood in her wake to allow herself the comfort of people better than she could ever be.
But Leonard... he's quite forcibly shown her there can be more. That she could deserve more. That life can be more than just the next mission, the next target, the next job.
And earth. Earth just reminds her of the time she had a family, the comfort of them. It's a big step in a lot of ways, but if he's offering, it feels... safe? ]
Pretty please? [ She presses her forehead to his, nudging the tip of his nose with hers. ] Mm. Just want to make sure you're doing her recipes justice, you know?
[ Well, he wouldn't say he's been forceful about it, just insistent. She does have people she can trust and rely on here, and he doesn't mean just him. This ship could be her home too, and this crew her family, if only she would let it be that way.
But he also understands the reasons behind her hesitance, which is why he reminds himself not to push. Let her figure it out herself, take her own time.
He lets out a low laugh at her remark, humming softly. ]
Ah, I see. Looking out for Mrs. McCoy's best interests, then. [ He raises an eyebrow at her. ] And I meant you'll have to ask her nicely, not me.
[ He's kidding. He knows his mother will cook all of her staple recipes the moment Leonard tells her he's bringing his girlfriend home. ]
[ Forceful in any way that Sara Lance can ever really be forced into anything. Leonard is stubborn and kind and caring, and it's exactly the kick in the ass she's needed to accept something good into her life. Someone good.
And with that acceptance had come and oddly unsettling sense of peace. Like maybe, after outrunning all the shit behind her, she could let it all just be for a while.
She smiles again, pressing another kiss to his lips. ] Mmhm. Just making sure you're doing her proud. [ She bubbles a laugh, dragging her fingertips along his scalp idly. ]
I can be nice. [ Yup. Yes. She's not getting nervous about this at all, now. ]
[ Maybe she does need a nudge in that direction. He doesn't want her to keep feeling like an outsider on this crew, like she doesn't belong. He's glad to have seen her forging bonds with others too, not just with him, although admittedly he enjoys getting most of the attention. It feels... nice. Something he hasn't had in a long while, honestly. ]
I'm a good son, I always do my ma proud.
[ He smiles slowly, the comment teasing and playful, though he has heard that from his mother on occasion, and he will always be pleased to hear that. The next remark draws a soft huff from him, grinning. ]
[ Isolation's always been easier for her. He knows that by now, knows how quickly she can sink into it. The comfort, the familiarity of being on her own, living for only herself.
But that's not how Starfleet works. And this crew in particular, they share a bond like she's never quite seen before. Slowly, she's finding her own place with them. One that reaches beyond missions, assignments, duties.
But he'll always be her favorite. She grins down at him, still toying with a lock of his hair. ]
[ That's good, because he does like being the favorite. Can't say he minds it that she enjoys spending time with him above anyone else, it's pretty much the same for him.
Well, more like a tie between her and Jim, to be honest. But then he and Jim have been best friends for nearly a decade, so. ]
Like I said, with the right incentive, [ he tosses back again, teasing her. ] But I suppose you're a little better now, I'll give you that.
[ A bond like Leonard and Jim's isn't one to be tested, and she knows full well she'll never come close. Okay, maybe she can come a little close. But as long as they have this, she won't ever complain.
She starts to press a few kisses along his jaw, smiling against his skin. ]
An incentive like...? [ She hums, nipping at his earlobe. Alright, so it's easy to motivate her. Really easy. Especially for him. ]
[ She does come close. All the more so the more their relationship develops, becoming more serious and meaningful with time. But they're entirely different things, and Leonard doesn't even think to compare the two of them. They're both equally important, that's all that matters. ]
Please, like you don't have an idea, [ He mutters with a soft chuckle, dissolving into a purr as she nips at his ear. His hands go up her legs more purposefully now, reaching up to her waist and moving around the dress pooled there so he can continue on that trail upwards, until both hands are covering her breasts, palms rubbing over her nipples in slow circling motions. ]
[ It's so damn easy with him now, sometimes she doesn't even know why she fought it so hard. He makes it easy. Easy to open up to him, easy to trust him, to build something real and strong.
And hot. Also, very hot. She grins down at him again, nipping her way down his neck, a low groan humming against his skin when his hands start to massage against her skin. Pressing her chest into his hands, she nuzzles his neck, eyes fluttering closed a moment. ]
You promised you'd bend me over your desk, remember?
[ Not sure he'd call it a promise, but close enough. He definitely hasn't forgotten about it, probably hasn't stopped thinking about it, and with her kissing and nibbling on his skin, the warmth of her flesh against his hands, he's very quickly getting excited again. ]
Well, in that case— you better get to your feet and turn around. I'd like to see what I'm workin' with.
[ His hands drop from her chest to her thighs, giving them an encouraging squeeze for her to get up and face the table. ]
[ Alright, promise is a strong word. But it's on the list, and she definitely hasn't forgotten about it, either. She can feel the heat rising in him, too, and she grins down at him, pressing a kiss to his lips before climbing off him carefully.
She stretches her legs, turning to face away from him to bend over just slightly and glance over her shoulder. ] What do you think?
[ Leonard sucks in a slow breath as Sara gets to her feet and turns around, even wetting his lips a little when she bends forward with her hands propped on the table. He slowly moves his chair closer, so he's sitting right behind her, easily within reach and at perfect level for what he wants to do. ]
Looking good, so far... I'm sure I can manage.
[ He reaches up to peel her panties off before anything else, pulling them down to her knees and letting gravity do the rest. His hands drag over her ass, massaging gently, clutching a little tighter on the backs of her thighs and spreading her wider for him, so it's much easier for him to lean in closer and drag his tongue over her wet slit. ]
[ She can damn near feel that gaze of his drag down the length of her body, her back arching down so she can press her ass out towards him for a better view. ]
You always do...
[ She smirks, her legs squirming to help the thin fabric of her underwear fall to the ground before she steps out of it and spreads her stance for him. Sighing softly as he starts to work his hands over her skin, she lets a groan spill from her lips at the heat of his tongue, brows knitting as her eyes flutter closed. ]
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Or this. This is good, too. Every damn time. She smiles against his lips, enjoying the way that little growl rumbles in the pit of his chest. She leans her forehead against him, nudging the tip of her nose to his. ]
Mm. It may not be the bridge, but I think your office does just fine.
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His hands keep up the touches, tracing down her sides, back up her torso to cup and idly play with her breasts, as though keeping himself entertained while they kiss and nuzzle. ]
Mm, I do have a few good ideas every once in a while.
[ He's got more, too. Plenty of places for them to fuck all around the ship. ]
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Her fingertips graze softly against his cheekbone, along his jaw, lips toying softly against his. ]
A few? I think we're gonna need to make a list. [ She grins on his skin, trailing a few kisses against his jawline. ]
A checklist. It's good to have goals, you know?
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You're actually serious, aren't you?
[ Not that he minds, let's be honest. He'll probably find the adventurous aspect of it thrilling, for all that he usually grouses about any kind of adventuring. ]
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Oh, I'm very goal oriented, Lieutenant Commander.
[ She grins, craning her neck to nip at his earlobe. ]
What do you think? I promise I'll keep the Captain's chair off the list. [ For now. ]
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[ Not off the top of his head, but he does know this ship fairly well. He might remember a few interesting spots to suggest to her that she'd be into. ]
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Aw, and I thought I was the perv between the two of us. [ She smiles, nipping lightly at his earlobe. ]
Alright, so we'll make a to do list. And that captain's chair will just... not be on it.
[ Yeah. That's fine. Totally fine. ]
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[ He murmurs with a soft grin, purring against her cheek, tilting his own head so he can nibble back at her ear after she nips his own. Both his hands massage her ass slowly, more playing with the flesh than actually trying to tease her just yet. But if it happens, he's not going to complain. ]
Sounds lovely, darlin'. I'm looking forward to it already.
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[ She grins, letting her eyes flutter closed at the gentle nip of his teeth along her skin. That strong cup of his hands might not be all too teasing, but she tips her hips into him anyway, pressing herself into his chest and press a few kisses along his jaw. They're not done yet - they'd both promised each other that much. But it's nice, taking their time in the inbetween. ]
Mm. You know, we're bound for earth in a few days... [ She toys with the hair at the back of his neck, nuzzling into his neck. ] You think you'll head home for a while?
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[ Not that she needs to, Leonard likes to visit whenever he gets the chance, especially when shore leaves back on Earth are few and far between, these days.
He pulls back to look at her, pausing in a moment of hesitance before he asks. ]
Do you want to come with?
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Even if she has found herself sinking into the comfort of his room with him lately, despite herself.
She gives him a curious look at the hesitation in his gaze, processing his question a moment before she stifles a smile. ]
Really? [ That smile threatens to crack, her fingertips toying through his hair a moment. ] Does she still make that peach cobbler?
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Going back to Earth, to Georgia, it still feels different from that. It's also maybe a step too serious, taken too quickly to her liking, but he doesn't go back on his offer.
If anything, the way she smiles and the question she poses make him feel a little surer that he didn't push too hard in the wrong direction. ]
If you ask nicely, [ He drawls, teasing. ] That the only reason you want to come, huh? Just wantin' to taste my ma's cuisine?
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But Leonard... he's quite forcibly shown her there can be more. That she could deserve more. That life can be more than just the next mission, the next target, the next job.
And earth. Earth just reminds her of the time she had a family, the comfort of them. It's a big step in a lot of ways, but if he's offering, it feels... safe? ]
Pretty please? [ She presses her forehead to his, nudging the tip of his nose with hers. ] Mm. Just want to make sure you're doing her recipes justice, you know?
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But he also understands the reasons behind her hesitance, which is why he reminds himself not to push. Let her figure it out herself, take her own time.
He lets out a low laugh at her remark, humming softly. ]
Ah, I see. Looking out for Mrs. McCoy's best interests, then. [ He raises an eyebrow at her. ] And I meant you'll have to ask her nicely, not me.
[ He's kidding. He knows his mother will cook all of her staple recipes the moment Leonard tells her he's bringing his girlfriend home. ]
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And with that acceptance had come and oddly unsettling sense of peace. Like maybe, after outrunning all the shit behind her, she could let it all just be for a while.
She smiles again, pressing another kiss to his lips. ] Mmhm. Just making sure you're doing her proud. [ She bubbles a laugh, dragging her fingertips along his scalp idly. ]
I can be nice. [ Yup. Yes. She's not getting nervous about this at all, now. ]
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I'm a good son, I always do my ma proud.
[ He smiles slowly, the comment teasing and playful, though he has heard that from his mother on occasion, and he will always be pleased to hear that. The next remark draws a soft huff from him, grinning. ]
With the right incentive, I'm sure.
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But that's not how Starfleet works. And this crew in particular, they share a bond like she's never quite seen before. Slowly, she's finding her own place with them. One that reaches beyond missions, assignments, duties.
But he'll always be her favorite. She grins down at him, still toying with a lock of his hair. ]
Oh, come on. I treat you nice, don't I?
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Well, more like a tie between her and Jim, to be honest. But then he and Jim have been best friends for nearly a decade, so. ]
Like I said, with the right incentive, [ he tosses back again, teasing her. ] But I suppose you're a little better now, I'll give you that.
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She starts to press a few kisses along his jaw, smiling against his skin. ]
An incentive like...? [ She hums, nipping at his earlobe. Alright, so it's easy to motivate her. Really easy. Especially for him. ]
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Please, like you don't have an idea, [ He mutters with a soft chuckle, dissolving into a purr as she nips at his ear. His hands go up her legs more purposefully now, reaching up to her waist and moving around the dress pooled there so he can continue on that trail upwards, until both hands are covering her breasts, palms rubbing over her nipples in slow circling motions. ]
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And hot. Also, very hot. She grins down at him again, nipping her way down his neck, a low groan humming against his skin when his hands start to massage against her skin. Pressing her chest into his hands, she nuzzles his neck, eyes fluttering closed a moment. ]
You promised you'd bend me over your desk, remember?
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[ Not sure he'd call it a promise, but close enough. He definitely hasn't forgotten about it, probably hasn't stopped thinking about it, and with her kissing and nibbling on his skin, the warmth of her flesh against his hands, he's very quickly getting excited again. ]
Well, in that case— you better get to your feet and turn around. I'd like to see what I'm workin' with.
[ His hands drop from her chest to her thighs, giving them an encouraging squeeze for her to get up and face the table. ]
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She stretches her legs, turning to face away from him to bend over just slightly and glance over her shoulder. ] What do you think?
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Looking good, so far... I'm sure I can manage.
[ He reaches up to peel her panties off before anything else, pulling them down to her knees and letting gravity do the rest. His hands drag over her ass, massaging gently, clutching a little tighter on the backs of her thighs and spreading her wider for him, so it's much easier for him to lean in closer and drag his tongue over her wet slit. ]
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You always do...
[ She smirks, her legs squirming to help the thin fabric of her underwear fall to the ground before she steps out of it and spreads her stance for him. Sighing softly as he starts to work his hands over her skin, she lets a groan spill from her lips at the heat of his tongue, brows knitting as her eyes flutter closed. ]
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