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captainsbabysitter-blog · 7 years

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Space Princesses and Coffee Dates: Ch 3

So here it is, y’all! The finale of my follower challenge fic for @yourtropegirl! I’m thrilled that everyone seems to be enjoying it as much as I have writing it.

First Chapter Second Chapter

Pairing: McKirk

Rating/Warnings: E for everyone. Fluff’s ahoy. Maybe some secondhand embarrassment.

Length: 2965 words

Summary: They’ve been dating a while, and Len suggests something that makes Jim extremely nervous.

These dates became a weekly thing. Len would drop Jo off at his sister’s and then head right to Jim’s. In the morning, they’d head to the café, and it got to the point where the girls who worked the counter recognized them instantly. They tried to work their schedules so that they were both off, but there were a number of nights where Len wouldn’t show up until well into the night after a surgery that went sideways and took sixteen hours instead of ten. Those nights, Jim got a text at 1-2am full of apology and offers to just reschedule to which he always had the same response ‘Just get your ass over here already.’ The looks of sheer relief Jim got when he assured him it was fine and he understood both warmed his heart and broke it. Stories of Len’s first marriage crumbling around his med school and residency requirements ended up being a source of surprising insecurity for the usually self-assured man.

Jim saw it as an investment for when he himself would need to disappear into the books and business parts of owning the shop. Every quarter was a mess of accounting ledgers and receipts and inventory lists, and he knew he wasn’t easy to deal with during those weeks. The quarter end after they’d started seriously dating also signaled the need to stock his inventory of textbooks and update his contracts with the local universities to allow him to accept student ID cards as payment.

The days Len stopped by just to give him coffee from their café and a quick kiss before picking up Jo during those weeks acted as a soothing balm to his usually frayed nerves. It must have shown, because even Spock made note of the difference.

“You’re unusually sedate, Jim,” Spock commented as he poured through the ledgers and their balance sheets to locate potential mistakes. “I assume we have this doctor to thank?”

“Mmhm…” He was honestly too busy sorting receipts to process what was said. Once he got through his current stack, Jim glanced up at his friend and asked, “What was that?”

“Your boyfriend seems to be having a positive effect on your work ethic,” came the dry response. “We may actually finish early at the rate you’re currently working.”

“Yeah, well… I miss him,” Jim grumbled back. “And if I wanna see him sooner, we have to get this done, yeah?”

“Indeed. I’m pleased you have found a reason to stop getting distracted.”

“Why Spock… If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were congratulating me on my relationship.”

There was a quick uptick to the corners of Spock’s lips. “Then it’s a good thing you know better, Jim.”

~*~*~

Even with their studious dedication, it was still late when Jim left the back offices of the shop. He sent out a quick text, hoping that if Len was asleep he wouldn’t wake up. ‘Probably have one more day and then I’m all yours again. Wanna make plans?’

By the time he got a response, Jim was home and in the process of pulling on a pair of pajama bottoms (“accidently” stolen from Len when they were left behind about a month back).

‘Sounds good. I had an idea I wanted to run past you.’

‘Alright shoot.’

‘I want you to meet Jo.’

Jim stared at the screen in surprise. Up until now, they’d agreed that it would be best for them to put some mileage on their relationship before Len took the chance of introducing him to his daughter. Made sense, really. No point in getting a four-year-old attached if things might go south, but now that he thought about it they were coming up on something like six months now.

Was he ready? Jim didn’t have any experience with relationships lasting longer than a couple weeks, and it was never more serious than casual hookups. His fingers waited poised over the keyboard for another moment before he finally replied. ‘Can we meet and talk about it?’

‘Yeah. Up for coffee in the morning before you dive back into the books?’

‘Meet me at the café at 7? Spock’s not expecting me til 9, so it’ll give us some time.’

‘It’s a date.’

Jim didn’t sleep a wink. That whole night was spent wondering what would happen between him and Bones if Joanna didn’t like him. Would that be a deal breaker, or would Bones try to give them more time? What if she never liked him? After about an hour of those thoughts, Jim gave up and wandered over to his desk where he kept a side project to work on in his spare time.

Come 7am, Jim was waiting at their table when Len pulled up. He was putting some finishing touches on a sheet in a sketchbook and didn’t notice Len approaching at first.

“Did you sleep at all last night? You look like shit,” Len murmured as he leaned in for a kiss.

“Gee… Thanks, Bones,” he grinned against Len’s lips and put the sketches away. “I was thinking too much.”

“Something with the books? Or me wanting you to meet Jo?”

His tactic of using his coffee to delay answering could only work for so long. He shifted a bit in his seat before the confession finally spilled from his lips, “What if she doesn’t like me?”

Len paused in his own sip, cup lowered back to the table as he processed Jim’s question. “I think she’ll love you.”

“Yeah, but what if she doesn’t?”

“Well then all is lost and our relationship as we know it is doomed, Jim,” came the sarcastic reply. “She’s four. Ask her if she wants to be friends and she’ll probably say you’re her best friend in an hour.”

“Yeah, I guess… When would you wanna? I can’t this week since Ny’s covering the shop while Spock and I do the books, so I’ll need to cover her days off. I think… I think I have next Thursday? Yeah Thursday and Saturday.”

“You’re gonna be exhausted by Thursday,” Len points out. “How about you catch up on rest Thursday and we take Jo to the park that Saturday?”

“You have a Saturday off?”

“Geoff owes me one. Or a dozen. I’ll ask if he’d be willing to switch.” A glance at his watch brought a quick smile to his lips. “We still have over an hour before you have to be at the shop... We could make a quick stop at your place and I could drive you?”

“Morning quickie before work? Sounds like a good time to me let’s go.” Jim practically jumped out of his chair and raced Len to the car, waving at the girls inside as he passed the large front windows. Len followed behind him with a chuckle.

It was maybe a few minutes past nine by the time Jim walked through the door, but if Spock wanted to scold him for being “late” (and really… how can you be late when all you’re doing is paperwork?) he held it back. Must have been all that dedicated work Jim put in the previous days. He made a note to remember that for next time.

“Sorry I’m late. Bones and I had a quick breakfast date cuz he wanted to talk about me meeting his kid. Speaking of, I have the last pages if you could polish them up for me?” He handed over the sketchbook as he spoke.

“I can. When do you need it done by?”

“Before next Saturday, I think. Will that be enough time with all the paperwork and stuff we’re doing?” Jim worried at his lip a little. It was all really short notice, but if he could have it done for his first meeting with Jo it’d be perfect.

The confirmation was a simple “I can” as Spock packed the sketches away and pulled out the ledgers. “Are you ready to work now, Jim?”

Jim turned back to the last few remaining piles of receipts, paperclipped into piles by week and by month just waiting for him to sort and log and file with a resigned groan. “Yeah… Let’s get to it.”

~*~*~

Come the following Thursday, after working for a solid 13 days straight, Jim was singing Len’s praises for suggesting he might want that first day off to just be for sleep and relaxing. He didn’t move from his bed until almost noon and even then, it was just to putter around the kitchen making some breakfast and coffee. He spent the following few hours staring blankly at the TV as some subpar daytime show droned on.

Sometime around 3 or 4, he got a text from Spock. ‘It’s finished. I even bound it for you.’

‘You didn’t have to do that! Thanks Spock you’re the best. I’ll be over in a bit to pick it up.’

A few hours later found Jim flipping through a freshly bound book with a wide grin. Man, Saturday was going to be awesome.

What should have been a nice (if maybe a little chilly) Saturday turned into a surprise snowstorm. Their park trip turned into a day inside at Len’s. He’d called Jim to reschedule, but after over a week of barely getting to see his boyfriend for more than 10 minutes or so at a time, he wasn’t about to let a little snow get in his way. Besides… After a childhood in Iowa, what’s five inches of snow?

He realized about the time his teeth were chattering as he stood on Len’s doorstep sometime around noon that maybe his blood had thinned out a bit in the decade he’d been living in San Fran. When Len opened the door, he gave Jim a look that bordered somewhere between exasperated and fond before he motioned him inside.

“Get in here you idiot! You didn’t wear a heavier jacket?” When Jim was over the threshold and the door was closed, Len tossed the light jacket onto one of the pegs and took a moment to wrap him up in a warm hug. “You’ll freeze to death if you keep pulling stunts like that.”

After snuggling into Len’s arms and stealing as much of his warmth as possible, Jim leaned back just enough to give him a quick kiss before asking, “So where’s the munchkin?”

“Right here,” a small voice piped up. A little girl with a mop of brown curls peeked around the corner at him with Len’s entrancing eyes. She watched him intensely for a few moments before adding, “You’re Jim.”

“I sure am, princess! And you must be Joanna. Your daddy’s told me a lot about you.”

“He talks about you a lot, too.” Her smile was sly like she was sharing some important secret. She made her way over to Jim and motioned for him to lean in so she could whisper, “Daddy likes you a lot.”

“Hey, no secrets now!” Len scooped the giggling girl up into his arms and away from the puddles of melting snow on the floor. “Shoes off, Jim. Then Jo says we should have some hot cocoa.”

“Cuz I knew you’d be cold!” She announces triumphantly.

Jim admired the way Len beamed at Jo like she hung the moon for just a moment as he removed his shoes before agreeing. “It’s very chilly outside. Cocoa sounds great!”

He let himself be led through the house to the kitchen where they got cocoa for Jim and Jo and coffee for Len. The three of them settled on the couch to watch movies until neither Jo nor Jim could sit still any more. Len got the two of them bundled up (and yeah, so what if Jim enjoyed being wrapped up in a thick coat that smelled like his boyfriend) so they could run off some of their excess cocoa energy out in the snow. Jim figured it’d be a good time to show Joanna how much fun the frigid white stuff could be.

“So what do you wanna do first, Jo-jo?” Jim’s hands were planted firmly on his hips as he looked out over the pristine expanse of white. “Snow angels, snow men, or snowball fight?”

“Snow angel snow angel snow angel!” She yanked on his arm to pull him off into the yard. “Show me how?”

Despite trying his best to stay on the porch like the curmudgeonly old man, Len ended up joining them in rolling up the body of the snowman (with only a little grumbling about it melting soon anyway). One thing led to another and he found himself laughing as the three of them ran around the yard pelting each other with snowballs. Jim joined forces with Joanna to take Len down and it continued until all three were soaked through and shivering.

“The sun’s starting to go down and you know what that means, Jo.” He ignored her exaggerated pleas and gestured toward the house. “A warm bath and then bedtime for you, miss.”

Jim’s face lit up and he leaned in to butt her head with his own a little, “And I have a surprise for you if you can get all settled into bed.” He ignored Len’s confused look and instead smiled as Jo’s face lit up at the prospect.

“Okay, let’s go!”

After Jo had her bath and was all settled into bed, Jim followed Len in with the bag he’d picked up from Spock’s only two days prior. He sat himself on the edge of the mattress and schooled his face into a mask of full seriousness. “So did your daddy tell you how he and I met, munchkin?”

“Uh-huh! He met you at the storybook store.”

“And the second time he came in, he said you were looking for a book with space princesses.” At her enthusiastic nod, he continued, “Well… I wasn’t really able to find a book that fit your exact specifications, so I made you one that’s all yours and just for you. Want me to read it to you?”

Her eyes lit up like a thousand suns as she nodded. Jim glanced toward Len as he pulled the nicely bound book from its hiding place. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen the man smile so widely before and made a private promise to himself to try and be the cause of it more often.

“Now this is a story about a space princess named Joanna,” he started as he opened up to the first page of simple words and beautiful watercolor illustrations.

Spock really outdid himself with the painting. In reality, Jim had only really expected him to do the bare minimum, but he’d gone out of his way to add things like flowers (“space flowers,” Jo was keen on correcting him) and simple backgrounds to the drawings Jim had provided. Jim really enjoyed reading out loud in the different voices he’d come up with for each of the characters. There was the space princess Joanna, the grumpy but warm-hearted space doctor, and the gallant space knight who came to rescue them both from the green-blooded alien monster who looked suspiciously like Spock (really it was an accident, he had insisted to his best friend).

Even with all the excitement revolving around her new book, the siren song of sleep after the exciting day eventually won over. Jim got her all tucked in and finally noticed Len was still in the room, leaning against the doorway and watching the two of them with what could only be described as sheet adoration.

They made their way back to the living room as quietly as they could and cuddled up on the couch, Jim’s head nestled against Len’s chest. Len once again wrapped him up in his arms and offered him a heart-melting smile. “You wrote her her own book.”

“Yeah, I did. I’ve kinda been working on it for a while now.” He nuzzled his still slightly chilled nose into the curve of Len’s neck to leach some of his warmth. “She seemed to like it.”

“She loved it and so did I. You really didn’t have to go that far to impress her, kid,” he teased, but tightened his arms around Jim in a gentle squeeze. “I’m not letting you make your way home tonight, by the way. The roads are awful and no one knows how to drive in this shit around here. I think Jo’d like to see you here for breakfast anyway.”

“Sounds good,” he agreed through a yawn. He wanted to stay up and enjoy spending some alone time with Bones, but who knew hanging out with a four-year-old would be so tiring? “I’m beat… Let’s head to bed?”

“That’ll require getting up, Jim.” Bones chuckled at the pathetic whine he got in response. Jim only had a second to prepare before he was suddenly lifted bridal style into Len’s arms and carried down the hall.

“Be still, my beating heart!” He announced with mock sincerity. The second he found himself tossed on the bed he reached out for Bones to come join him. “C’mon. Cuddle your needy boyfriend.”

Once Bones was settled and Jim draped himself over the man, limbs winding their way around Len’s. Bones let his forehead rest against Jim’s and mumbled, “Thanks for today. She seems just as smitten with you as I am.”

In the dim light streaming in through the window, Len could see Jim’s face break into a bright grin. “Smitten, huh?”

“Shut up and go to sleep before I smother you instead.”

“Sure thing, Bones. Night.”

Jim was just a few seconds from sleep when he was vaguely aware of Bones pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “Night, Jim.”

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Shore Leave: Blind Sided

Summary: Jim x Reader x Leonard: It all started when the crew of the Enterprise took some much needed shore leave on Yorktown. On the first night, you decide to go out with Scotty, Jim and Bones to the local bar. It’s when Scotty calls it quits for the night that things took a turn for the..best? If “best” meant being in between the most handsome men on the U.S.S Enterprise. Nothing like a good ole romp in the sack with the Captain & Doctor, at least for one night. One night, right? Or will this be the best shore leave you ever had?

Part One - Midnight Whiskey Part Two- Suprise

Part Three- Beautiful Part Four- Screwed

“What about this?” Uhura holds up a lacy pink bra and panties set, making you blush like an idiot. It was two hours into your shopping venture with you fellow Commander and the two of you had wandered into a lingerie boutique.

“Uh, no thanks,” you mumble even though you couldn't help but think that Jim would love it. You watch her hang it back on the rack and quickly change your mind. “Actually, it is pretty cute.”

She sends you an inferior look and picks up the set. “I’m sure whoever you had in your room will like it.”

“There was no one in my room,” you assure her, taking the set from her hand.

“If you say so,” Uhura rolls her eyes and continues to look around the shop. You were thankful that she was not pushing the subject, because truthfully you were dying to tell her. In hopes she’d talk you out of it, god knows you need someone to. This couldn’t go any further, shore leave would be over soon and back to venturing everyone would go. Back to business.

Pushing away all thoughts, you reach for a soft red bra and pantie set and show it to Uhura. You mention that Spock might find this appealing and she pretends to not hear you. When you place it back and walk over to the next rack, you see from the corner of your eye that she picks up the set and mixes it in with her other selections. You chuckle lightly and then look down at the set in your hand. Your eyes search the small shop for something Leonard would like, because at this point why the hell not. If you were going to carry on during the entire shore leave, might as well do it in style. Your fingers glide through several racks, a white teddy caught your eye but it seems too virginal and nothing about what those men did to you was pure or virginal. And then you see it, displayed on the wall with several others. A black silk teddy, simple and elegant. You walk over to the display and ask the clerk for it, she gladly takes it down for you and points you to the dressing rooms. You thank her and stroll over to the the two dressing rooms. You do a quick scan of the shop and notice Uhura was missing, you softly call out her name.

“I'm in here!” Her voice came from the room on the right.

“Okay, I'm going to try on some stuff too,” you call out, but when you go to open the other door, it’s locked.

“Sorry!” You apologize and wait patiently in front of the two rooms. You hold up your selection of lingerie, the lacey pink one definitely was something Jim would enjoy. And then there was the black teddy, it seems a little conservative and old fashion, but you had a hunch that Leonard would admire it.

“You doing okay in there?” You ask Uhura, who mutters a yes in response. “I think the red one will kill that Vulcan boyfriend of yours.”

“Oh be quiet,” Uhura retorts but you could hear the smile in her voice. Just then a woman comes out of the occupied dressing room and you smile as she walks away.

Ten minutes later you were in the black teddy, twirling around and trying to decide if it was a good fit. It snugged your body in all the right places , but you want a second opinion.

“Uhura can you come check this out?”

“Give me a minute!” She replies.

With your hands on your hip, you twist side to side trying to figure out if you want it. A soft knock on the door makes you turn from the mirror, it was Uhura. You open the door slightly expecting the beauty, but instead are completely taken by surprise as Leonard pushes his way into the room. He smirks and puts a finger to his lips to hush you. He shuts the door behind him and locks it, he grins at your shocked face.

“Bones! What are you doing here!” you hiss in a low voice, waving your hand in the air like a mad woman.

“We were passing by and saw the two of you going into this lovely establishment,” Leonard smirked innocently. His smile fades quickly when he notices what you are wearing, he lets out a soft ‘oh’ and runs a hand over his face.

You bite down on your bottom lip and hold out your hands, “What do you think?”

“Darlin’ you are going to send me to an early grave,” he mutters taking a step forward. “May I touch?”

You giggle and shake your head yes, “You mean the teddy right?”

Leonard snorts and a moment later you were pinned between him and the wall of the dressing room. You hold back a yelp by crashing your lips against his, Leonard moans into your mouth and places both hands on your exposed thighs. He slowly moves them up and under the black teddy, his fingers waste no time at pulling off your panties.

“What are you doing,” you gasp away from his lips and start shaking your head no.

“Don’t worry, Jim’s on the lookout,” Leonard explains, pushing you back up against the wall. “Just relax, we’re on a time limit, sweetheart.”

“Time limit?” you question with widen eyes as the doctor kneels down before you. He gingerly lifts the silky lingerie and hums out in content.

“Just relax,” he glances up at you with a smile. “I’m really going to enjoy this.”

Before you can respond, Leonard buries his head in between your legs. You whimper out and slam your palms against the wall, your hips involuntarily jerks forward. Leonard runs his hand up the back of your leg, thigh and settles on your bare ass. He squeezes roughly as his tongue melts into your now soaking pussy.

“Lee.” You pant softly and run a hand through his perfect brown hair, daring to tug lightly at his locks. He growls into your pussy and starts to lap faster deeper into you. It was astonishing how well he knew your body, which way to work his tongue and mouth on you and how fast he was getting you off.

“Y/N,” Uhura’s voice comes from behind the door. You still as she knocks twice and you try to push Leonard off you, but he hungrily keeps at it.

“Yeah?” you mutter out in between pants.

“Didn’t you want to show me something?”

You open your mouth to answer, but Leonard uses his left hand to spread your legs wider and lift them over his shoulder. The maneuver is rather impressive and your initial reaction is to grab hold of the metal hooks on the wall, that were for hanging lingerie. Leonard’s large hands hold you by the waist, his face buried deep between your thighs. Your head leans up toward the ceiling and your eyes roll back as you edge to your climax.

“Y/N,” Uhura repeats your name and you don’t know what to do. Afraid to say a word, you are relief to hear Jim’s voice.

“Uhura,” he speaks in a matter of fact tone.

“What are you doing here, Jim? Prowling for your next victim?” Uhura’s voice was filled with suspicion.

“I found you, didn’t I?” Jim smirks but shakes his head. “No, Spock, Bones and I were passing by and saw the two of you coming in here. We want to see if Y/N and you would like to join us for some late lunch?”

“Where’s Spock?”

“Ah, he’s outside waiting.”

You tune out the rest of their conversation as Leonard’s tongue starts to lick your clit rapidly and it becomes too much for you. With a stifled moan, your body stutters against the doctor’s face. You grip at his shoulder and bit down on your lip, but his name escapes your throat anyhow. He slowly pulls his face away from your sensitive pussy and laps it for good measure before setting you back on the ground. Your legs feel weak, so you lean against the wall for support. Leonard stands up from the ground and brushes off his pants. His face is slightly red and it makes you instantly blush.

“Darlin’,” Leonard steps toward you and places a hand on your shoulder. “You’re extremely cute when you do that.”

“Jesus, Lee,” you mumble. “You blind sided me.”

“Yeah well Jim thought the two of us deserved some time alone,” Leonard places a soft kiss on your lips and ran his hand down your back. “Let me get this for you, my treat.”

You hum in response and pull from him, “If you insist, Doctor McCoy.”

Leonard groaned and shook his head, “You’re killing me. Come on let’s get you dressed.”

His eyes flicker over to the pink lingerie set hanging on the metal hook, “So you’ve been shopping for Jim and I, huh?”

You shrug nonchalantly, “Maybe.”

He smiles brilliantly and hands over your panties, but you push them away, “Keep them.”

A few minutes later, you peek out the dressing room. Blue eyes met you with a knowing look, you peer around for any sign of Uhura.

“She went with Spock to the restaurant to get us a table,” Jim explains with a smug look. “I told her I’d round you and Bones, who went by the bookstore, up and we’d go meet them.”

“I see,” you sigh in relief and walk out the room with both the black teddy Leonard and you had christened and the lacey pink set. Jim’s eyes immediately go to it and his handsome face lights up.

“Beautiful, tell me that one's for me,” his fingers reach for the pink material and his face scrunches up in pleasure. You laugh and playful swat his hand away.

“Jim, you should see the one she got for me,” Leonard appears at your side, his face beaming with pride. Your body reacts to being near both men and you realize quickly that things will never go back to the way things were before shore leave.

And maybe, just maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing.

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