Author: Clio
Title: Let Me Hear Your Body Talk
Pairing: Star Trek: James T. Kirk/Leonard "Bones" McCoy
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It takes the promise of sex toys to get Leonard McCoy to go to a mall during the Christmas season, but go he does, and never let it be said that Jim Kirk isn't a man of his word.
Warning: Some talk of pushing boundaries at a future date; very mild d/s elements.
Length: 2700 words
Notes: Part of the Harvard-verse. Takes place just before Christmas, 1982, right after the mall trip in "I'm All Lit Up" (LJ | DW | AO3). Title from the song "Physical."
THANK YOU to![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
affectingly and canis_takahari for running km_anthology and giving me the awesome prompt of "gags" which is also on my kink_bingo card. Also huge thanks to canis_takahari for her beta services and even moreso, a couple of conversations that helped me get into Jim's headspace for this story.
( I get to tell you how super you are, and you can’t tell me to shut up, or scoff, or even run away, can you? No, you have to sit there and listen to me talk about exactly what you do to me )
Title: Let Me Hear Your Body Talk
Pairing: Star Trek: James T. Kirk/Leonard "Bones" McCoy
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It takes the promise of sex toys to get Leonard McCoy to go to a mall during the Christmas season, but go he does, and never let it be said that Jim Kirk isn't a man of his word.
Warning: Some talk of pushing boundaries at a future date; very mild d/s elements.
Length: 2700 words
Notes: Part of the Harvard-verse. Takes place just before Christmas, 1982, right after the mall trip in "I'm All Lit Up" (LJ | DW | AO3). Title from the song "Physical."
THANK YOU to
affectingly and canis_takahari for running km_anthology and giving me the awesome prompt of "gags" which is also on my kink_bingo card. Also huge thanks to canis_takahari for her beta services and even moreso, a couple of conversations that helped me get into Jim's headspace for this story.( I get to tell you how super you are, and you can’t tell me to shut up, or scoff, or even run away, can you? No, you have to sit there and listen to me talk about exactly what you do to me )
