A Bar Somewhere in Iowa | Thursday FT

[pursuedthestars]

Christmas had been a quiet affair so Jim was hoping the New Year's Eve would be less so. He'd invited McCoy along with him but the older man had begged off, saying he was too old for this shit or something. Uhura and Spock were spending time together so it was just Jim and a bar full of people he didn't know.

He was about two drinks in and he'd taken up residence in a corner booth in the back, sitting there alone. There were tons of beautiful women around and he just didn't want to flirt with them right now. Maybe after he got drunk he'd be better prepared but right now, he just wanted to be alone.

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[whenshewasnice]

Envy's response was somewhat delayed. But she bet he liked hearing her moan, too. Especially when it made her sound like she wasn't very far from coming.

"Didn't you hear me?" she asked, distracted, a little breathy. Still leaned down until her face was close to his. "I can repeat. I need you in my mouth."

There was another little moan at the end of that.

[pursuedthestars]

"I didn't hear you so I appreciate you repeating for my benefit," Jim said and pressed down on her clit with his fingers. "Feel free to keep telling me, Envy."

He crooked and curled his fingers inside of her slowly and then quick and then slowly and quickly.

[whenshewasnice]

Envy could do that. Sometimes, sometimes you just had to keep repeating "I need you in my mouth" like a mantra. She kept telling him. Again and again, holding his gaze with hers. Sometimes, you had to feel nothing but lust and pleasure.

She was still telling him when she came against his fingers, wet and throbbing. Though that last repetition of the words was a little... well, distorted by a gasp, or two.

[pursuedthestars]

"That was an impressive mantra," he murmured, fingers still rubbing at her gently even though she'd started to come down. "I don't think I've heard that phrase spoken so much before."

[whenshewasnice]

"I want it to be stuck in your head," she told him, after exhaling a quiet whimper because his fingers on her were just perfect and yet too much all at the same time, now that she was sensitive. She was leaning heavily on her hands against the bed. "I want you to think back on it when you're out in space and all alone at night."

She assumed he still managed to spend some nights alone. And she was laying claim to those. Forget about the rest.

[pursuedthestars]

"Look at you, trying to leave me with memories that I won't be able to ignore," he murmured, reaching up and giving her a light kiss. His fingers finally slipped out of her and brushed against her thighs.

[whenshewasnice]

She slumped a little, now that he was giving her the chance to relax. Also helped with giving him a light kiss of her own back. "I want you to remember me," she said. "I want you to think about me."

[pursuedthestars]

"I will," he promised, reaching to rub her side with his fingers. "I haven't forgotten you yet."

[whenshewasnice]

"Good. You shouldn't." For various reasons she wouldn't go into. Not here, not right now. She kissed his forehead. "Remember me for always, Jim."

[pursuedthestars]

"I will," he promised, closing his eyes and sighing. "I will."

[whenshewasnice]

Envy lowered herself down so she could catch her breath. And also nuzzle his neck. "How are you feeling, all clothed?" she murmured.

[pursuedthestars]

"Oh, I feel fantastic," he quipped, murmuring the words. "My pants have never been looser."

[whenshewasnice]

There, right there, that was another reason to visit him: he made her laugh. And she loved him for it.

"And do you think we should do something about that, Jim?"

[pursuedthestars]

"No, I love the feeling of jeans on my dick," he said, making a face. "Yes, I absolutely think we should do something about it."

[whenshewasnice]

Envy snickered again, and pressed kiss on his cheek – oddly soft and sweet for the circumstances, but she was a pretty complicated woman.

Then she pulled herself back upright, and scooted back just a little bit. "Something like this?" she asked, as her hands went to undo his jeans.

[pursuedthestars]

"Something like that," he murmured, sitting back and letting her do her work. "Something very much like that."

[whenshewasnice]

Envy made quick work of undoing his pants, only really stopping when she had to urge him to lift his hips a little before she could pull them down, along with his shorts.

Once that was done, though, she had to pause for an appreciative mmm.

[pursuedthestars]

"You sound like you forgot what I looked like," Jim said, reaching to try and pull his shirt off. "Like this is a new thing for you."

[whenshewasnice]

"Not new. Just something I appreciate." For reasons. All of which were dirty. See how her gaze took this long to flick up to his face. "It's just been a little while."

[pursuedthestars]

"Not that long," Jim reminded her, reaching over and brushing some hair back behind her ear. "I'm here now."

[whenshewasnice]

"Too long," she retorted, leaning into the touch despite herself. She made up for that bit of tenderness by reaching down to run her fingertips along his cock.

Of course, that touch was soft and tender too. But also dirty. "But yes, you're here now."

[pursuedthestars]

"So, you should take advantage of that fact until I have to go back," Jim said, smiling at her. "Make me feel good."

[whenshewasnice]

"Make you feel good?"

Her hand wrapped around him for a firmer stroke, though still slow.

"I think I can do that."

[pursuedthestars]

Jim sighed and leaned his head back, smiling widely.

"Yes, I think you can do that," he mumbled, nodding. "You've done it before and I have utter faith in you."

[whenshewasnice]

"Utter faith?" Envy asked as her smirk took a sharp turn for the devious. "How religious. Guess I'll have to make sure you end up calling me god."

Hey, 'oh god' counted!

And she could give that a fair try, at the very least. And the first step in that was her scooting backwards a little, so she could bend down. Give his cock an appreciative, teasing little lick all around the head.