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Four hours later, and the after-work drink between Bones and Carol had turned from a date to a date with a tag along to a night out for the Enterprise crew. Nobody knew how.
The way rumours spread fascinated and amused Jim.
He walked into the bar, looking for Carol's blonde head of hair. He spotted her, surprised by her outfit. Her dress did nothing to hide her figure, and it had a neck line that ventured far down enough to attract the attention of everybody who looked in her general direction. She was telling a story to Bones, leaning into him slightly and watching his reaction to what she said.
Bones caught Jim's gaze, and leaned back from Carol. "Jim!"
"Jim?" Carol asked as she turned around, confused by Bones' distraction. "What are you doing here?"
"Bones mentioned you were coming out for a drink and I thought I'd join you. You don't mind, do you?"
After a pause that hadn't gone unnoticed, Carol replied as she smiled at Jim, "No, course not."
"How have you been?" Jim asked as he sat on the chair at the bar behind Bones, sharing a look with him that told Jim how much it was appreciated that he'd dropped in.
Bones got up out of his chair with a "Toilet."
"I'm good. I'm now working on developing a new branch of torpedoes. It's very exciting." Carol grinned, and Jim grinned back at her, loving to see his team excited about their work. He always thought that if you loved the work you were doing, it meant you were more dedicated to your work and would therefore produce better results. You should always do what you love. And a good piece of advice he saw from a film, 'If you're good at something, never do it for free.'
"I'm glad to hear it."
"How are you?" Carol asked Jim. "I heard you've been with Khan?"
"Yeah." Jim lifted two of his fingers joined together in a salute to the bar owner, an order for his usual drink.
"How is he?" Carol asked keenly.
"In what respect?" Jim asked, mentally adding 'in bed' to the end of Carol's question with a smirk.
"How is he coping in this world?" Carol tilted her head to the side. "Is he okay?"
"Yes, he is. I think he's settled in well, I mean, he's working with Scotty for Star Fleet and they've just made a breakthrough with the energy levels."
"So I've heard. They've created quite a storm." Carol smirked. "But I mean, I saw Khan yesterday, he was talking to someone in my department, and he didn't look happy."
"There was probably a problem with some parts he's looking for. He talked in his sleep last night, something about not finding what he's looking for."
"You've heard him talking in his sleep?" Carol's surprise took over her voice. "Are you sleeping near him?"
"Closer than you'd think." Bones replied as he snuck back in between Jim and Carol to get his drink. Jim followed his lead and picked up his own, clinking it against Bones with a "Cheers" and a smile that said more than they could.
"What do you mean?" Carol asked, not letting Jim off that easy.
"Me and Khan, we're, uh..." Jim thought of how to word this. Over the past few days he'd been thinking of how to answer the inevitable questions, and he still hadn't decided.
"They're together." Bones finished, noticing Jim's hesitation. Jim looked at him for a moment, surprised by Bones' helpfulness. He nodded at him, hiding it behind the glass he brought to his lips again.
"You're with Khan?!" Carol asked in a shocked whisper.
"CAPTAIN!" Jim lowered his glass as he looked over all the heads in the bar, finding Chekov stood in the door of the bar.
Jim weaved his way through the crowd. "What's wrong?"
The bouncer sighed at Jim. "Should he be in here?"
"What do you mean?" Jim asked, confused by the question.
"How old is he?"
Jim paused. "Do you not know who he is?"
"Obviously not." The bouncer grumbled.
"Where have you been for the past four years? This guy is legendary for his-"
The bouncer sighed over Jim's words. "Look, is he old enough to be in here or not?"
Jim shook his head. "I'm still in shock you don't know who he is. Yes, he's old enough to be here. Don't know who he is - Jeez." Jim continued muttering as he turned away and headed back to Bones. When he was out of earshot of the bouncer, he said to Chekov "No problem, I told you it'd work."
"Yes, Captain." Chekov bounced with a small smile. "Why were you surprised he hasn't heard of me?"
Jim shrugged "I assumed everyone had heard of our crew. Perhaps it's just me being cocky again."
"Hey Chekov. Aren't you always being cocky?" Bones asked Jim, overhearing the last part of his sentence.
"That's me." Jim replied with his signature smile.
"Evening Chekov." Carol smiled at him, obviously happy to see him but not quite hiding the disappointment at yet another person ruining her date. She shook her head slightly and turned back to Jim. "Now Jim, don't dodge my question."
"What are we talking about?" Chekov asked.
"Khan." Jim muttered. "Hey bartender, can I have a - What does everyone want?"
"Same as before. I'll go find a table for us to sit at." Carol said as she jumped off of the chair, and walked off, closely followed by Bones, who said "My normal" to Jim as he went past.
Jim and Chekov stood at the bar, waiting for the drinks and making small talk.
"I saw Khan the other day." Chekov said suddenly as he picked up two of the drinks. "He looked very happy. Is that because of you, Captain?"
They headed in the direction they saw Carol and Bones go in, and Jim smiled at Chekov with a sideways glance. "I don't know what you mean."
"I am happy for you." Chekov said, watching where he walked, scared of spilling Bones' drink; Bones would murder him. "You deserve happiness, Captain."
They found Carol and Bones sat at a four seater table, and placed all the drinks on it. Jim placed his hand on Chekov's back, "Thank you, Chekov."
"For what, Captain?"
"Being open minded." Jim said with a smile as he raised his drink, then downed it.
Carol began to talk to Chekov about something that, going by their body language, clearly did not involve Bones and Jim. Jim sat next to Bones and lowered his voice to ask "What's going on, Bones?"
"What do you mean?" Bones asked, matching Jim's low tone.
"I thought you liked Carol."
"I do, but I am also older and poorer." Bones grumbled as he sipped his drink. "We can't all be as cocky as you are about your positives."
"Bones, do you need me to tell you what a great catch you are?"
"I'd rather you didn't, it makes me feel uncomfortable. Save your compliments for Khan."
"Ha ha ha." Jim replied sarcastically. He said nothing for a moment before saying "I haven't talked to him in weeks. He comes in every few nights to sleep, and I wake up and catch a few of his sleepy words before I fall back asleep."
Bones looked at him and Jim knew he was being analysed. "Normally you'd be over the moon about this. This is serious, isn't it?"
Jim didn't say anything, just cleared his throat.
"Dear god man, I didn't realise..." Bones' gaze drifted away from Jim as he tried to remember a time when Jim was even remotely serious about someone before. "James Tiberius Kirk, in a serious relationship." He smirked.
"Shut up." Jim elbowed him.
"I saw him last week, I don't know what he was searching for, but he was looking around medical." Bones commented absentmindedly. "Want another drink?"
"I want another ten." Jim muttered as he stood up, and him and Bones headed over to the bar. "Bones, you do know that you are a great man, and she'd be lucky to have you."
"Don't." Bones warned him.
Jim continued, "You're a good looking man, have a great personality, and when you're not being moody, you're quite fun to be around. I imagine you're good in bed too." Jim smirked.
"Shut up. Now." Bones groaned.
"I'm just saying." Jim replied.
"Yeah, well don't." Bones glared at him.
"Bones, will you calm down about this? Just go with it, see what happens."
"I'm nervous." Bones said quietly, as if he was ashamed to admit it.
"You can't tell." Jim muttered. "Look Bones, take my advice, and just go with the flow. You are a good man, and you get on really well. That's always a good start."
Bones looked at him. "Thanks Jim."
"No problem." And with that, that conversation was done.
When they got back to the table, Sulu and Uhura had joined them and needed, along with everybody else, a drink, so Jim and Bones headed back to the bar again with a sigh.
The bar was getting busy now, and it took ten minutes for them to get served, and another ten for them to carefully make their way back.
When they had finally sat down, everybody else was enthusiastically debating something.
"What have I missed?" Jim asked, smiling as the feeling of being surrounded by his crew filled him with joy.
"Chekov's love life." Sulu replied with a grin, that everybody joined in with apart from Chekov, who turned bright red.
"Nobody was supposed to know." He muttered as he lowered his head into his hands, causing everybody to laugh.
"Chekov, I told you, he likes you too." Uhura cooed as she patted Chekov's shoulder sympathetically.
"I don't believe that. Why would he be interested in me?"
The entire table erupted at that, even Bones and Jim, who had no idea who 'he' was, shouting compliments at Chekov.
"But what about the age difference?"
Jim spoke up about that, expecting to have to fight over the others to be heard, but as soon as he spoke the others quieted down.
"Age doesn't matter Chekov, if you get on, that's all that counts. If the chemistry's there, go for it. It really is as simple as that."
"You have to tell yourself that with your current beau." Carol said, causing everyone in the know to laugh. "What is the age difference there?"
"Couple thousand years, isn't it?" Bones joined in, ribbing into Jim.
"What's that even like?" Uhura asked, winking at Jim.
"Amazing. Absolutely fantastic." Jim replied with his smile.
"Who are we talking about?" Sulu asked, his face covered in confusion.
"The super-human-bad-guy-who-fell-in-love-and-turned-good." Someone said, it was unsure who over the several voices saying "Khan."
"Really?" Sulu asked, his expression showing just how shocked he was by the thought. "But Pike-"
"-Was a mistake. You know what Khan lost." Uhura interrupted, reminding Sulu of the death that fuelled Khan's rage.
"They didn't release that part to the news." Chekov said quietly. "They released all the videos, but not how many of his people were killed by Marcus before he agreed to build the torpedoes. I don't understand why."
"Because Marcus did so many things that it verged on being unbelievable. If we had released everything he'd done, there would be doubt." Bones replied.
"I don't understand how anyone could be with the man who killed your... Pike." Carol began without thinking, only realising what she was saying at the end.
"I couldn't do it. I'd end up killing him." Sulu agreed with her.
"But look at how much happier the Captain is." Chekov spoke up, looking at Sulu and Carol.
"But look at how tired he looks all the time now." Sulu argued.
"I don't think the sleepless nights are a negative to Jim." Uhura added with a smile.
"But Khan's not been with Jim on a night, he's been at work." Chekov mentioned. "He works through the nights, I talked to him about it the other day."
"You've spoken to him?" Sulu asked.
"Of course. We were debating with Scotty about improving the efficiency of the warp cores and the shields. Khan had an idea that Scotty thought was crazy, so they consulted me."
"Using any excuse to talk to you, and you're doubting him returning your feelings?" Sulu said.
As they all returned back to the subject of Chekov's love life, Uhura went to look at Jim, but he was missing from his seat next to Bones. She stood up, looking around the room, and rolled her eyes when she saw him at the bar with an empty glass in front of him.
"To what pain are we drinking to hide tonight, Jim?" Uhura asked as she slid into the seat next to Jim.
"Nothing, just enjoying the taste." Jim lied, downing his latest glass. "Where's Spock?"
"I imagine he'll turn up any time soon." Uhura said coolly.
"Are you two fighting?" Jim mockingly asked.
"What is that even like?" Uhura repeated, copying Jim's mocking voice.
They laughed at each other as another glass landed in front of Jim. Uhura watched him drink it, unsure of how to approach the Captain. She knew that when Jim doesn't want to talk, he clams up. Sometimes, he's worse than Spock for discussing feelings.
"Are you okay?"
"It's just been a long day." Jim said with a small smile.
"What they said-"
"I know what they said, I can still hear from over here." Jim looked at her. "Thank you."
"For what?" Uhura asked.
"I know what you're going to say, and I know. They're just trying to protect me. I'm not the idiot that I was before-"
"Before Khan." Uhura finished with a smile. "You really have changed over these past few weeks, we've all noticed it."
"Have I? Well it's not down to Khan like you all think. Chekov was right, I haven't spoke to him properly in weeks."
Uhura said something in another language, but the expression on her face showed Jim that she was digging into him.
"What did you say?" Jim asked.
"I believe Luitenant Uhura said 'Absence only makes the heart grow fonder'." Spock said out of nowhere.
"Spock!" Jim turned towards the voice to hug his friend.
"Or do I need to go over my French vocabulary?" Spock turned his attention to Uhura.
"No, perfect as always, Spock." Uhura said as she stretched up on her tip toes to kiss him.
Jim turned around to grab their drinks, ordering one for Spock as well. When they had all been served, he turned back around to see Spock whispering something in Uhura's ear.
"Come on you two." He said with an eye roll, leading them back to the table.
The music had slowly become louder as the night wore on, and now it was so loud everybody could feel it thumping in their stomachs. The dance floor was full of people dancing, either drunkenly by theirselves, or in a group of friends, or with partners that was behaviour borderline on being too much for public viewing. Jim grinned at the view as he looked around - this was when it got good.
"Captain, I have heard that Khan has made a breakthrough in the Engineering department." Spock began as he sat down next to Uhura. There were no chairs left around the table, so Jim stood up until this conversation had finished, then he would steal some chairs from the other tables. Everybody was becoming too drunk to care about what chairs belonged where.
"I had something to do with it too!" Scotty barked from the other side of the table, over the several conversations going on between him and Jim.
"Scotty! When did you get here?" Jim asked, quickly scanning the table for Khan. He wasn't there, probably working another night shift. Jim figured this was Khan's seventh night shift in a row, which meant he'd be coming home soon.
Bones watched Jim's expression go from surprised to hopeful to sad to excited, all in five seconds. He shook his head as he followed Jim's thought track, thinking again how serious this was getting.
"About five minutes. We've just finished the latest warp core design, and let me tell you Captain, the Enterprise is going to be better than ever when we go flying." Scotty grinned proudly.
"I look forward to it." Jim grinned at him, happy to hear his home was doing well.
"If you had the choice between a night on your ship, or a night with me, which would you decide?" A low, silky, voice whispered in his ear.
"Can't I have both?" Jim replied, a smile growing on his face as he turned around, but nobody was there.
He turned back around to ask Scotty "Did Khan come with you?"
"My god man, you're obsessed!" Scotty shouted, which made everybody laugh.
Jim stuck his tongue out at Scotty, and glancing back around but saw nothing. He moved chairs from another table so everybody could sit, and watched everyone for a moment.
Their four seater area now sat Bones, Carol, Chekov, Sulu, Scotty Uhura and Spock.
Bones and Carol were cooped up together in the corner, whispering to each other about something that obviously excited them both. Jim winked at Bones when he next looked up, to which Bones glared at him before returning his attention back to Carol.
Sulu was sat next to them, but he had his back turned as he was in the middle of telling a story to Spock and Uhura that Uhura was in hysterics about and Spock, surprisingly to Jim, had a smile on his face.
Sulu had to shout his conversation over Scotty and Chekov, who were sat next to each other, next to Sulu, and clearly in their own world as they spoke in their rushed accents over something nobody could hear even if they wanted to; it all sounded like gobbledegook.
Sulu suddenly got up, making everybody complain as they moved out of the way so he could get out. Uhura turned to ask Spock something, but kept turning around to throw glances at Chekov, which didn't help his reddening cheeks.
"If you could do anything with me now, what would you do?" Another sexy whisper fell into Jim's ears, but when he turned around, he saw nothing.
Jim groaned, not sure what was going on. Either Khan was toying with him, or Jim was missing Khan so much he was imagining his voice. Neither were good for Jim's apparent sanity to the others.
"Shots!" Sulu came back with a tray in hand, loaded with shots.
A mixture of groans and shouts of joy erupted from the table, yet everybody went to grab one, apart from Spock and Chekov.
Jim asked Chekov "Why aren't you having one?"
"I don't want one, Captain."
"Come on Chekov, try it." Jim said, to which Sulu and Scotty joined in egging him on.
Spock watched them with an annoyed expression. "Mr Chekov, if you do not wish to partake in the 'shot taking', you do not have to."
Sulu booed Spock while Scotty said "Shut up man! We're just trying to get him to have some fun."
"Are you bullying Chekov?" Bones asked from his corner.
"Doctor McCoy, I did not realise you were here." Spock said blankly, and much to his surprise, made everybody laugh.
Bones frowned at him, "Stupid hobgoblin. Who invited you anyway?"
"I was not invited. Should I be upset, Captain?" Filled Jim's brain, and this time when he turned around, Khan was stood behind him.
Jim flung himself on Khan, wrapping his arms around his neck and holding him tight. Khan's arms slid around his waist and they held each other, just happy to be with each other while they were both... Awake.
Jim leaned back slightly so he could whisper in Khan's ear, "I've missed you, Khanny baby."
"Don't." Khan growled in his ear, but the growl wasn't a scary one, it was a growl that sent thrills through Jim's body, and he pushed himself into Khan further. If Khan wasn't the super-human that he was, Jim would have made him stumble, but instead Khan just tightened his hold around Jim's waist and pulled him closer. "I do not like not seeing you." He whispered in Jim's ear as he pushed his crotch ever so slightly against Jim's, and Jim pushed back with a grin.
Their pushes couldn't be seen by everyone sat around the table because of all the empty chairs, only their faces. Apparently they looked guilty enough from their faces as Scotty shouted "Jesus, what's wrong with you? You'd think that you don't see each other every lunch."
Jim turned around to put Scotty straight. "I don't see Khan at lunch-" he started, but Khan's hand caught his face and brought it back to his own, capturing him in a kiss.
They'd barely kissed before something small hit the back of Jim's head. He turned around to look at the table, but nobody was meeting his eye. He rolled his eyes before turning back to Khan.
His eyes searched Khan's face, scouring over every detail as Khan did the exact same thing to Jim. "Why am I so attached to you?" Jim asked suddenly.
"My ability to keep up with your sex drive?" Khan replied with a straight face.
"It's not all about the sex." Jim kissed the corner of Khan's mouth, then traced his tongue along Khan's bottom lip. Khan parted his lips as his darted out, touching Jim's for a second, but a second was enough.
"Let's go somewhere more private." Jim muttered, grabbing Khan's hand and pulling him away from the table. He pulled Khan through the crowd, leading him between all the couples on the dance floor.
That lasted about five seconds, before Khan pulled him back against him roughly.
"What?" Jim asked as he crashed into Khan's chest.
"You are leading me like a pet dog." Khan growled, but again it sent shivers down Jim's spine, something Khan didn't miss. He brought a hand up to Jim's face and ran it along his jaw.
"Oh I have missed you, James." Khan said with a tortured voice.
"Really?" Jim asked, narrowing his eyes and cocking his head to the side.
"Yes... Can't you tell?" Khan asked as he pulled Jim close to him again, close enough to feel his growing erection.
"I've missed you too." Jim muttered as he looked down with a smirk. He trailed his hand down Khan's front, until he reached Khan's penis and cupped it through his trousers.
Khan let a groan slip out of his mouth. He had one arm around Jim's waist, and gripped Jim's shoulder with his other hand. "I see being in public does not bother you."
"Only adds to the excitement." Jim winked. "Anyway, do you really think anyone's going to notice us?"
Jim had a point, the dance floor was packed. People were pushing against Jim and Khan as it was, knocking into them every so often as they tried to dance in their drunken haze.
"Something tells me you've done this before." Khan groaned as Jim massaged his crotch.
"They weren't as pretty as you, don't worry."
"You're currently thinking of somebody else?" Khan raised an eyebrow at him.
Jim paused for a moment, freezing, unsure of what to say. "Just a memory."
Khan leant into Jim, staring at him intently as he said slowly "I want to fuck you right here, right now, so hard that you forget your own name, never mind anybody else's."
"Oh I didn't know his name." Jim corrected before thinking.
Khan growled at him, then crashed his lips against Jim's. Both his hands cupped Jim's arse, holding him in place as he shamelessly grinded into him. The friction was making Jim harder with every second, and he groaned into Khan's mouth as Khan rolled his hips.
Khan was being more dominant that usual, overpowering Jim in every way he could in public... Which made Jim want to go somewhere private, just to see how he'd be then. He leant back from Khan's mouth. "We need to move."
"Why?"
"I think the bathroom might suit our needs a little better." Jim replied, his lips touching Khan's as he spoke, taking the opportunity to plant stolen kisses between words.
"Slut." Khan smirked at Jim, then grabbed his hand. He ignored Jim's complaints about being called a slut as he pulled him through the crowd, and once they had reached the busy bathroom, Khan practically launched Jim into the nearest free stall.
Khan shut the door and turned to touch Jim, but Jim was already on him, hands tugging up his shirt, legs tangling with his own, lips taking ownership of his neck. "I've missed you so much, fuck me, I've missed you a lot."
"I plan to." Khan muttered as he lowered his head to bite Jim's neck. The bite went straight to Jim's erection, making it jump, and making Jim moan loudly.
Jim's hands were still tugging at Khan's shirt, so Khan pushed him away so they had room to take it off.
Jim's constant movements stopped once the shirt was off, freezing to stare at Khan's torso. "So fucking beautiful."
"Moi?" Khan asked as he pulled at Jim's own shirt, taking it off of his body in one move.
"You fucking know it." Jim grinned, and then he was on Khan again like a second skin.
Their skin touching felt so intimate, so sweet, so right, Jim needed more. He sank to his knees as he got to work on undoing Khan's trousers. It took longer than it should have, due to Khan's impatient hip movement and Jim's clumsy hands.
At last he undid Khan's trousers, pushing them and his pants down, freeing his penis from the restraints. Khan groaned at the cold air hitting his erection, but Jim quickly wrapped his hand around it, squeezing slightly as he jerked his hand several times.
"Not like this." Khan muttered as he looked down at Jim with hooded eyes.
Jim kept his eyes on Khan as his tongue slowly licked the pre-cum gathered at the head. When he received a groan from Khan, he replaced his hand with his mouth, taking as much of Khan as he could fit in his mouth.
"Not like this either." Jim heard Khan say, but his body said otherwise as his hands ran through Jim's hair and clenched into fists. "Oh, James..."
Jim removed himself from Khan's throbbing erection so he could say "Fuck my mouth."
Khan looked down at him, then took Jim's break as an opportunity. He pulled Jim back up on his feet, and pushed him against the wall, running his hands all over Jim's body.
Khan wanted to mark all of Jim's body, to show him as belonging to Khan, to really make him his. Jim belonged to Khan and everybody needed to know, to be warned, not to touch what wasn't theirs. If anybody ever touched Jim...
Jim was watching him, his eyes alight with excitement and amusement. "Everything okay?" He asked with a smirk. "Or did I grow an extra nipple and not notice?"
"Perfect. Just how I left you." Khan replied as his fingers trailed down to Jim's hip bones, stroking them with his thumbs.
"You make me feel like a toy you play with every now and again." Jim said as he cupped Khan's neck with his hand, his other was cupping Khan's behind.
"I would have liked to keep you as my pet. Hidden away for me to play with on a night, or maybe out on the bridge, laying at my feet, reach to suck my cock whenever I requested. I would have liked that very much.." Khan began, leaning forward to bite and suck and kiss Jim's neck. "...Once."
"Once?" Jim asked as he leaned his head to the side, closing his eyes at the feeling of Khan's tongue on his sensitive neck.
"Not anymore." Khan moved to another spot of blank skin to mark. "Now you are more than that."
"What - Fuck, Khan - what am I now?" Jim asked, groaning when Khan bit extra hard on his neck.
"Hmmm..." Khan mused as he licked yet another spot on Jim's neck, this time right on top of Jim's pulse. He could see Jim's skin jumping with every heart beat, beating fast as it tried to keep up with Jim's excitement.
Excitement over Khan... A proud fact that went straight to Khan's libido.
"God, Jim!" Khan shouted out as he hit the wall, shocking Jim. He caught Jim's lips in his own, and invaded Jim's mouth with his tongue. He was all aggression and passion and dominance, and Jim was taking it all, groaning back loudly, showing Khan how much he enjoyed being taken.
Khan leant back to order Jim, "Take your trousers off."
Jim watched Khan watching him, both staring at each other and breathing loudly as they continued their fucking mentally.
"Trousers. Right..." Jim grunted as he pushed down his trousers, groaning, "Come. Off." when they caught around his knees. He finally got them down and looked up at Khan proudly.
"Excited, or impatient?" Khan asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. Khan caught Jim's hands in one of his, held them above Jim's head and pinned Jim to the stall wall with his body. He took his step closer to Jim again so their naked bodies were flush against one another.
"If you don't fuck me soon, I'm going to hump the wall." Jim groaned, his hips jumping up against Khan's as he strained against Khan's grip.
Khan moaned in his ear, "I'd like to see that."
Jim turned his head until he found Khan's ear, licking the shell of it before whispering "Let go of me and I will."
Khan let his hands go, surprising Jim. He turned around instantly, spread his legs and as he'd said, bucked against the wall, looking for any friction against his now painful erection.
Khan watched him in amazement for a minute, then his urges got the better of him. He stood behind Jim so they were touching. "I don't have anything on me."
"Neither do I. Left my emergency sex bag at home."
Khan slapped Jim's left cheek suddenly, surprising Jim because of the pain and the pleasure - the movement had pushed him against the wall again.
"Smart mouth."
"Put it to a better use." Jim turned his head back to grin at him.
"Good idea." Khan said darkly, before he pushed two fingers into Jim's mouth. "Lick."
Jim moaned in appreciation of Khan's idea, running his tongue over as much of the skin as possible, trying to cover them with his saliva.
Khan removed them with a 'pop' and, without warning, slide them straight into Jim's hole. He stretched his fingers around, trying to spread the saliva and open Jim up at the same time.
"Khan..." Jim whined, his hips moving uncontrollably. "I can't wait anymore..."
"Hold on." Khan replied, kissing Jim's neck before he knelt down and pressed his face between Jim's cheeks.
"Khan, what are you - Arghhh." Incoherent syllables fell from Jim's mouth as Khan's tongue entered him.
Jim pressed back into Khan's tongue as Khan ran it all around Jim's hole, then licked inside. "Do you want me to make you come like this?" He asked.
"No," Jim's breathing became heavier as his body tensed. "Fuck me, please, I want to feel you inside me, I miss it, I miss you." Jim babbled as Khan stood back up, lining himself up to enter Jim.
Khan ordered, "Stand back, put your legs wide, and brace your hands on the wall." He waited for Jim to do as he'd ordered, then gripped Jim's hips in his hands, squeezing hard.
"Ready?"
"Do it."
Khan plummeted into Jim, making him gasp in pain, then drew out slowly. He did it again, keeping Jim locked in place with the hands wrapped around his hips. Khan kept driving into Jim, going in deeper and deeper every time, looking for -
"Fuck! Shit, there Khan, right - Shit!" Khan had hit his prostate again, and now that he'd found the right angle to go in at, built up a speed in which he hit Jim's prostate every time. Khan rocked in and out of Jim as Jim made noises nobody could understand.
Every nerve in Jim's body was alert, all his senses on fire as Khan's cock repeatedly hit his sweet spot, driving him further and further over the edge.
"Just a little more, Khan, Khan, shit, Khanny baby-"
Khan withdrew one of his hands from Jim's hips to smack his cheek again. "I told you not to call me that." Khan growled as he pushed into Jim harder, making tears form in his eyes at the mixture of pain and pleasure he was feeling.
Khan wrapped one arm around Jim's waist to hold him in place, and the other around Jim's cock. He continued to drive into him, going faster and harder with every push, but at the same time he had his hand around Jim's cock, moving up and down in time with his rhythm.
It was a lethal combination, and it ruined Jim in seconds.
Jim moaned Khan's name repeatedly as he came all over the wall, his toes curling as he pushed back into Khan's penis even further. Khan held him in place while he rode out his orgasm, and continued driving into him as his own orgasm dominated his body. The waves washed over him, and he collapsed into Jim, moaning his name into his ear, who was no better than he. Khan leant into Jim and Jim leant into the wall, both of them trying to regain their breath, spent.
"For the love of God, what is wrong with you two?!" Bones asked with widened eyes.
Jim had Khan had redressed, and were now heading back to the table, hand in hand. Bones met them on the dance floor, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Jim, what's all over your neck?" Bones asked as he leaned closer to have a look.
"Nothing?" Jim replied, confused.
Bones leant back quickly, turning his gaze from Jim to Khan. Khan stared straight back at him, a smug expression covering his face.
Bones shook his head. "Jim, can I have a word?"
Jim groaned at him, but when Bones persisted, he turned around to kiss Khan quickly. "I'll be back soon." He traced against Khan's lips.
Bones lead him towards the bar, leaving Khan stood on the dance floor. He watched Jim walk away, turning around to say "Go to the table, talk to my crew."
The phrase "Throwing me to the lions" came to Khan's mind as he walked towards the table everybody had occupied, analysing the scene before him.
Carol was sat next to Uhura, tears in her eyes as she spluttered through some problem that involved, going by the repeated reference to his name, Marcus. Perhaps now was the best time for her to see Khan.
Uhura felt Khan looking, and sent him a quick smile that Khan picked up on straight away. It was a 'I'll deal with you later' smile.
Humorous.
Spock was on the other side of Uhura, talking to Scotty about the work he and Khan had been doing. Or just about Khan in general...
"Hey, Khan!" Sulu shouted above the others, instantly hushing them and directing their attention. "I'll be honest with you, you do scare me."
"You'd be an idiot if I didn't." Khan replied fluently, his body tensing as he prepared himself for whatever Sulu was about to say.
"I just want to say, don't you dare hurt Jim." He stared at Khan, ignoring Chekov telling him off for getting involved beside him.
"Are you threatening me?"
"No, he's not." Uhura answered before Sulu could. "He's speaking for us all. We can see the difference you've made to Jim, and although you might not realise it, you've changed him, made him happier."
"I know." Khan replied with a curt lip.
"So if you hurt him, we will hurt you." She continued, talking calmly.
"Don't hurt our Captain." Chekov added, causing everyone to look at him in surprise.
Khan stared at them all, unsure what was the best way to proceed. He wanted to rip them all apart one by one; the Vulcan who feels nothing towards the loving Uhura, the child who obviously feels everything towards the Scot, and the woman who is too attached to the Doctor, who is coincidentally too attached to Jim for Khan's liking. And Sulu, the threatener, who clearly only had the courage to speak to him because of the drink.
The table was silent as they waited for Khan to respond. Tension filled them all, waiting for Khan to let rip.
"Mr Singh, I recommend you listen to the advice given. I have been on the receiving end of Uhura's anger, and I do not recommend it for anybody else." Spock commented seriously, but it was the comment everybody needed. The table erupted into laughter, and Uhura flushed red as everyone questioned her for more details.
Khan glanced over them all, looking at Uhura last. She raised an eyebrow at him, an unspoken "Well?"
Khan swallowed his anger and listened to his empathy. "Thank you. I understand your need to protect Jim, be assured I will not harm him."
"And you'll cover him in hickeys to make sure nobody else touches him." Bones rolled his eyes as he came back to the table, with Jim in tow.
Jim glanced over Khan's face nervously. "What did they say?"
"What do you mean?" Khan asked as he slipped his arm around Jim's waist.
"Bones told me they were going to say something to you."
Khan kissed his forehead, and leant forwards so their foreheads were touching. "Nothing I did not already know."
Jim looked into his eyes, looking for answers, but he found nothing. "Okay, whatever." He said before placing a quick kiss on Khan's mouth. "Let's sit."
They sat down next to Bones, who was now sat back in the corner with Carol. Everybody was sat around the table; Bones, Carol, Sulu, Chekov, Scotty, Uhura, Spock, Jim and Khan.
Three hours later, after much talking, and drinking, and laughing, the club closed and they all piled out onto the street. Despite living within walking distance, Jim and Khan refused to go home until they had seen everybody else leave.
It was another half an hour of waiting for transport, and everybody was talking as happily as they had been inside, if not more so...
Uhura and Carol were all laughing at a story Bones was telling; Scotty and Chekov were stood very close together, speaking in those rushed accents from earlier that nobody could understand; Jim and Spock were discussing alcohol, specifically, how much Jim had drunk and how it defied the rules of one becoming drunk; and Sulu was stood with Khan, learning about what the Earth was like in the 20th Century.
"You know, you're not so bad. I could like you." Sulu slurred as he turned away from Khan, going to interrupt in Chekov and Scotty's discussion. He turned back suddenly, "Remember, hurt him and I'll kick your butt." and walked backwards until he crashed into Scotty, earning himself several shouted swear words.
Jim watched Sulu with a smirk on his face, checking Khan's reaction.
"I think Mr Sulu will regret threatening Khan by the time his consumed units have left his system."
Jim snorted. "I suspect the same thing." He held a hand out to Khan, which Khan took as he took a step closer to Jim and Spock.
"Mr Singh, have you consumed any alcohol tonight?" Spock asked him, surprising both Jim and Khan.
"I have shared Jim's drinks. I believe he's been experimenting with my taste." Khan looked at Jim out of the corner of his eye.
"He likes gin and tonic." Jim grinned.
"I ask because of your biological mechanism. Have you felt any particular affects-"
Before they could scientifically analyse Khan's metabolism, Uhura shouted "Come on Spock, we're going."
Spock turned on his heel to nod at her. He looked back at Jim and Khan with a "Goodnight gentlemen.", then strode off.
They stood watching everybody leave, with Jim rolling his eyes at Bones' stumbling.
Jim turned to Khan suddenly. "You never said, what am I to you now?"
"My equal. Mine." Khan responded with a smile, wrapping both his arms around Jim's waist.
Jim responded automatically, with one hand wrapping itself around Khan's waist and the other cupping Khan's neck. He stared at Khan, stunned by his words. "Thank you." He leant up to kiss Khan softly.
After a moment he leant back, pressing their foreheads together to whisper "I want to take you."
Khan frowned slightly before saying "No."
"Please?"
"No. The last person to do that was Marcus, and I don't want to be reminded of him." Khan admitted.
"It wouldn't be like that. I'd take care of you, I'd make you feel good."
"Jim."
"Khan, I want to feel you all around me, to own you like you own me, to show you how much I love you."
Khan watched him, aware that Jim hadn't realised what he'd just said.
"You..." He began, then stopped. He kissed Jim, and changed his words "Okay. I love you-" He paused.
Jim caught Khan's chin between his fingers. "What is it?"
Khan cupped Jim's face with his hands, staring into his eyes intently. "I trust you."