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. ]
[ She's so delightfully accommodating, and willing in a way that makes Leonard hum deep in his throat. Gaze lidded, he drags his tongue over her a few more times, really being thorough with the way he tastes her, the muscle pressing flat and moving to mold eagerly against her wet folds, tip pressing just a hint into her entrance. ]
Everything's looking alright back here, so far...
[ His voice comes with a bit of a drawl, tone heated and aroused again already. Both hands squeeze her flesh, parting her wider for him, his thumb brushing closer between her legs too as his mouth again parts wide and presses fully against her cunt, sucking thoroughly. ]
[ And he knows just how to handle her. Those legendary hands certainly do know their way around her body by now - what makes her shudder, moan, quake. His tongue is just as skilled, and every lap to her skin seems to tighten the breath in her lungs.
Squirming eagerly as he teases gently at her entrance, she clutches the edge of his desk, hissing a sigh. ]
You sure about that, Doctor?
[ Her voice is breathy, tight. Her hips pressing back towards him, eyes fluttering closed at the suction of his lips. She's still slick from earlier, but getting even wetter with every tease, every brush of his tongue. ]
[ He makes a pleased sound at her reaction, pulling back just enough to gently blow air against her wet cunt, following it up with a couple of slow, thorough laps of his tongue. She's growing even wetter by the second, which is to be expected of course, and he is careful not to lick it off of her too much. It'll come in handy when he gets to his feet next. ]
Well, I'm noticing a few changes... but I reckon there's something I can do about it.
[ He grabs both her cheeks, spreading her wider, in the process coaxing her to stick her hips out and lean herself even lower over the table. ]
Now, do be good and try to stay still for me.
[ One of his thumbs draws along her slit, spreading the labia so the other thumb can hook in closer, then press into her wet entrance, pushing inside. ]
[ She really does love all those little noises he makes. The satisfied little growl in the back of his throat, the low hum of approval. That soft blow of cool air sends a shiver running up her spine, the muscles of her cunt clenching with anticipation, with the need to be touched, to be filled.
Jaw dropping when he returns his tongue to lap at her skin, she lets another low groan spill from her lips, hips pressing back for more. ]
Shit- [ For a moment she breaks, leaning down to rest her chest against the desk, back curved so her ass juts out eagerly for him. ]
Yes, Doctor... [ She breathes, a smirk on her lips as she grabs hold of the edge of his desk for support. When his finger enters her, she sucks in a breath, eyes fluttering closed. ]
[ It seems almost like a joke, asking Sara to stay still, but she does seem determined to do as told for the time being. Work to both their advantages, so he can keep lavishing her with attention, and she can keep enjoying herself too.
His thumb pushes in deeper when she bends lower. It's not as long as his other fingers but from this angle he can curl it more freely, spreading her muscles wider, his other thumb prodding at the entrance and stretching out the tight rim. Not that it seems to take much to loosen her up, and to those two fingers he dips his head in closer and adds his tongue, thrusting in and out of her in wet little glides, in and out, not necessarily working her loose so much as teasing her at this point. He wants her moaning for him, begging for more than just his fingers and tongue; Lord knows he's already hard and aching for it himself. ]
[ She really doesn't do well with following directions - and he knows that well by now. Orders, she'll take or leave depending on how she feels, though considering their fearless leader, that doesn't irk quite as much as it probably should.
But with Leonard... she can behave. Leonard has her trust, through and through, and God knows she knows he'll take damn good care of her. Her eyelids flutter closed at the tease of his thumb, hips pushing back into him for more. The breath in her chest stutters at the smooth, slick feeling of his tongue burying inside her, thighs tensing, a breath hissing out of her. Brow furrowing, she pressing her hips back again, a groan escaping her in an eager plea for more. ]
[ It's not like he'd have minded her arguing or demanding for something else, being difficult just for the fun of it, but there's something uniquely lovely in the way she's so pliant for him. He is, of course, going to make the most of it when he can, and it certainly suits him at the moment too.
With a pleased, approving hum, he strokes his tongue against her tight walls, settling into a steady rhythm as he pushes in and out of her, twisting and curling it around inside when he can. She's practically begging him for more, though, so he shifts one hand so he can push two fingers inside her instead, working them into her along with his tongue, reaching deeper and stretching her wider for him. ]
[ Oh, there are plenty of times she'll be difficult. He knows that better than anyone. But right now, with all that need pent up for him, with those legendary hands and that deft tongue teasing pleasure out of her with every gentle movement, all she can do is give in.
Her jaw drops as his tongue fills her up, thrusting into her over and over again, her hips rocking back into his face as she claws at the desk for an anchor. Hips stuttering when he pushes his fingers inside her, her muscles clench tight around him, another choked cry escaping her as she pushes herself up on her tiptoes. ]
[ He hums as to let her know he's heard her, but doesn't pull away from her. Well, not at first anyway. He keeps plunging his tongue and fingers into her, as deep as he can manage, and yet not as deep as his cock could. He can feel how much she's loving it, how her arousal builds quickly and steadily, but he slows down well before she gets near her climax, first his fingers pulling out, then his tongue finally, swiping over her slit a couple times before he sits back. ]
Now, darlin'... getting a bit carried away there. Want you to hold off for me just a little longer, alright?
[ Without waiting for an answer, he gets to his feet, standing behind her and moving closer until his cock glides between her legs, rubbing himself against her inner thighs. ]
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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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Everything's looking alright back here, so far...
[ His voice comes with a bit of a drawl, tone heated and aroused again already. Both hands squeeze her flesh, parting her wider for him, his thumb brushing closer between her legs too as his mouth again parts wide and presses fully against her cunt, sucking thoroughly. ]
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Squirming eagerly as he teases gently at her entrance, she clutches the edge of his desk, hissing a sigh. ]
You sure about that, Doctor?
[ Her voice is breathy, tight. Her hips pressing back towards him, eyes fluttering closed at the suction of his lips. She's still slick from earlier, but getting even wetter with every tease, every brush of his tongue. ]
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Well, I'm noticing a few changes... but I reckon there's something I can do about it.
[ He grabs both her cheeks, spreading her wider, in the process coaxing her to stick her hips out and lean herself even lower over the table. ]
Now, do be good and try to stay still for me.
[ One of his thumbs draws along her slit, spreading the labia so the other thumb can hook in closer, then press into her wet entrance, pushing inside. ]
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Jaw dropping when he returns his tongue to lap at her skin, she lets another low groan spill from her lips, hips pressing back for more. ]
Shit- [ For a moment she breaks, leaning down to rest her chest against the desk, back curved so her ass juts out eagerly for him. ]
Yes, Doctor... [ She breathes, a smirk on her lips as she grabs hold of the edge of his desk for support. When his finger enters her, she sucks in a breath, eyes fluttering closed. ]
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His thumb pushes in deeper when she bends lower. It's not as long as his other fingers but from this angle he can curl it more freely, spreading her muscles wider, his other thumb prodding at the entrance and stretching out the tight rim. Not that it seems to take much to loosen her up, and to those two fingers he dips his head in closer and adds his tongue, thrusting in and out of her in wet little glides, in and out, not necessarily working her loose so much as teasing her at this point. He wants her moaning for him, begging for more than just his fingers and tongue; Lord knows he's already hard and aching for it himself. ]
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But with Leonard... she can behave. Leonard has her trust, through and through, and God knows she knows he'll take damn good care of her. Her eyelids flutter closed at the tease of his thumb, hips pushing back into him for more. The breath in her chest stutters at the smooth, slick feeling of his tongue burying inside her, thighs tensing, a breath hissing out of her. Brow furrowing, she pressing her hips back again, a groan escaping her in an eager plea for more. ]
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With a pleased, approving hum, he strokes his tongue against her tight walls, settling into a steady rhythm as he pushes in and out of her, twisting and curling it around inside when he can. She's practically begging him for more, though, so he shifts one hand so he can push two fingers inside her instead, working them into her along with his tongue, reaching deeper and stretching her wider for him. ]
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Her jaw drops as his tongue fills her up, thrusting into her over and over again, her hips rocking back into his face as she claws at the desk for an anchor. Hips stuttering when he pushes his fingers inside her, her muscles clench tight around him, another choked cry escaping her as she pushes herself up on her tiptoes. ]
Leonard... God, fuck... fuck that's so good...
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Now, darlin'... getting a bit carried away there. Want you to hold off for me just a little longer, alright?
[ Without waiting for an answer, he gets to his feet, standing behind her and moving closer until his cock glides between her legs, rubbing himself against her inner thighs. ]
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