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Author: Brytewolf
Rating: PG
Words: ~800
Series: Star Trek: 2009
Pairing: Jim/Bones
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, much as I may want to.
Summary: Jim is a stablehand at a famous breeding farm in Kentucky -- that is, until the day a stranger appears who has his eyes on something beyond horseflesh.This was a comment!fic originally posted in the Daily Captain, Daily Doctor posts of mega inspiration in
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jim_and_bones.
Horseflesh and Cowboy Hats
Jim can feel the eyes on him. He tries to ignore them, but they follow him across the stableyard as he deposits a bale of hay in the stall.
He's used to people looking, expects it really after so many years of being told he's beautiful. Not that he believes any of them, or wants the attention – all he cares about are the horses, and that they're treated right.
Which is why he's content where he is, head stablehand at one of the most prestigious breeding farms in Kentucky. He fought hard to get where he is, and he doesn't care if everyone else thinks he should move to San Francisco like all the other young men his age, and fly through the stars instead. All he's ever wanted was the waving grass and the feel of horseflesh between his thighs or under his hands.
That is, until he glances up and meets those eyes that have been watching him all day. The hazel is amazing, and the face has just the right amount of stubble on it. Before he knows quite what he's doing, Jim finds himself grinning at the stranger. He pauses in the open corridor between stalls, unable to take his eyes off the dark-haired visitor.
He really is beautiful. Even if his clothes seem rather old fashioned – they fit the man. The brim of his hat hangs low, and he gives Jim a lazy smile in return.
Then the whinny of the farm's prize stallion pulls him back to reality, as Jim is reminded it's time for the horse to be let out to pasture. Pulling his eyes away from the beautiful man before him, he ducks into the welcome half-light of the stable.
What he doesn't expect is the sound of footsteps following behind. He doesn't let his surprise show, keeping his pace calm and confident as he slips into the stall.
Scratching the stallion's proffered nose, he murmurs a greeting. Watches from the corner of his eye as the stranger rests against the stall door, folding his arms elegantly.
"Why hello, Darlin'." The stranger murmurs. His voice has a slow delightful drawl, different from the one Jim is used to hearing. But what stops Jim's hand on the stallion's cheek is that the question is directed at – him.
He tries to ignore the flush of heat traveling across his cheeks as he gives his best grin – the one that whispers of promises, and always serves him well when he's bar-hopping in town.
"I don't believe I've met you yet," the stranger continues in his warm voice, "I'm Leo, Leo McCoy. My family owns a stable back in Georgia, and I'm trying to find some new blood. I was told this farm had some promising horseflesh."
Jim shifts on his feet, resting his weight on one hip – knowing that the movement makes his t-shirt ride up, giving just the hint of toned flesh beneath.
"Well, you've come to the right place. These are the best horses in Kentucky – and believe me, I'd know."
Leo gives him the same appraising look he'd given the stallion, and the slow smile returns.
"Oh, I believe you, Darlin'." He murmurs, then tilts his head to the side, "I seem to have missed your name."
Jim lets his grin turn knowing, as he rests a hand on the stallion's shoulder and leads the big animal to the door. Once there he drops his hand, looks into Leo's eyes as he leans forward.
"That's cause I haven't told you," he whispers, his warm breath ghosting against Leo's lips, his heart stuttering and half-hard at the other man's nearness, "But if you wait for me just a moment while I get this big boy outside, you might be able to convince me to let you in."
He barely has time to get the words out, before a mouth is on his – no sign of hesitance in the kiss, just curiosity that quickly deepens to blazing passion. Jim gladly returns the kiss, opening his mouth so it can be explored by Leo's impatient tongue. He gets pulled forward, half-over the stall door and presses his chest against Leo's.
The stranger feels good, and familiar, like a place he's been but never realized until now. A snort from the stallion beside him, and a soft nuzzle in his hair, pull them back to the present.
Jim pulls Leo back for one more bruising meeting of their lips, then lets him go. Leads the horse out of the stall without a backward glance, knowing Leo will be waiting for him.
Maybe it's time for a change of scenery – and Georgia seems promising.
Title: Overheard
Author: Brytewolf
Rating: PG
Words: ~200
Series: Star Trek: 2009
Pairing: Jim/Bones
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, much as I may want to.
Summary: A conversation that takes place in a dark hallway at an official function. This was a comment!fic originally posted in the Daily Captain, Daily Doctor posts of mega inspiration in
jim_and_bones.
Overheard
"I forgot how good you look in black."
"Hmmm. I'll have to remind you more often, if it leads you to pulling me into a hallway like this."
"Darlin', you know you're irresistible, no matter what you're wearing."
"That's good – cause if I'd known you'd be wearing almost the same thing, I wouldn't be wearing the black tonight."
"Heh. You probably would've, anyway – just to start them talking."
"Probably. The important people at Starfleet already know about us, and I can't stand this hiding anymore."
"You know they're trying to find the best 'spin' to put on our relationship, make it work best for them."
"I know, Bones, I know. But it doesn't stop me from wanting to shout the truth from the rooftops."
"It's killing me too. I want everyone to know you're mine."
"Say that again?"
"What? That you're mine?"
"Mmmm-hmmmm. Like that."
"Unnnnn. You belong to me, Darlin'."
"You better be careful there, Bones, or we won't leave this hallway and they'll wonder where we disappeared to. Nnnnnnggg."
"What makes you think that wasn't my plan from the beginning?"
"Ahh-ahhh! I never pegged you for a master tactician, doctor."
"Shhhhh, Darlin', or they'll find us."
"You're making it hard, Bones. Heh. In more ways than one."
"Just shut up."
"Unnnf. Make me."
"Oh, that's definitely something I can do."
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These were awesome the first time around and still are 8D
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*Squeezes you* I'm gald!!! :D
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*melts into a puddle*
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I KNEW YOU'D BE HAPPY I FINALLY POSTED IT BACK UP :D All for you, bb, all for you!!!
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The first one was so lovely and hot - God, I love a good AU. I loved the dialogue fic, too, especially the end, Very funny, very sexy. Great work!
♥
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Oh, bb, I have this AU in my head that's dying to come out. And it'll be a longer, more involved one! *flails* I HAVE PLOTS AND PLANS xD
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Well Howey there, the boys are lookin' mighty fine!
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*SQUEEZES* No hiding required, bb!! I totes understand :D
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Well since you asked so nicely, I might come out... ;)
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You must come out and play :D (You see, Worf wants to-and you know you want to, too!!)
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Ok, I will come out and play! XD