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That… was so not happening!
No!
Not here, not now and not with him of all people!
Khan’s hot breath washed over his face, his arms and legs hindered him to move successful – as much as he wanted to break free – then his enemy pulled him on his back and slipped over him; forcing his hands over his head and pressing him down with his whole weight, while his lips attacked him merciless.
Only slowly Kirk comprehended that their combat had taken a completely different turn, as Khan deepened the intimate assault. He tried to push the invader out – and a flash of hot white energy lashed through his whole being the moment his tongue touched the Augment’s one. He could feel himself hardening more; the adrenalin and bottled-up fear searched a way for a work-out. The low growl that rose from Khan’s throat was enough to throw Jim into action again. He wouldn’t give in – ever! – and even if the violence had changed into something new and completely incalculable, he would fight back as good as he could. At least in this department he maybe stood a chance against the enhanced man and could pay him some back!
Khan groaned quietly as he felt Kirk responding to him. Their tongues battled for dominance, teeth scratched at the sensitive skin of their lips, gasps were swallowed by each other. Usually he was the one who controlled others, but as the certain part of the younger man’s anatomy made itself more than recognizable, a wave of pure lust rushed through him that cracked his composure.
He would have James Kirk! He would take him again and again – until he had him out of his systems – and only afterwards he would snap his neck.
Khan tore his mouth from Kirk’s, relished for a moment in the taste that was sweet and manly in one, and stared down at his adversary, who lay helpless beneath him. Swollen lips, flushed face, heavy breathing, a soft shimmering layer of sweat covering a well-toned chest… It was a picture of a forbidden dream he had during his imprisonment aboard the Enterprise. And his body answered to this now real view with a growing erection like he hadn’t in years – neither back in his own time, nor since he had been awakened by Marcus in the 23rd century.
Oh yes, this night would turn out even much better than imagined! The super-human’s natural demand for domination, the far too long suppressed manly needs and his burning greed for his insolent, lovely foe wouldn’t allow him anything else! Augments were not only stronger in body and mind; their feelings were also more intense than those of the normal human species.
Jim was out of breath and more blood had headed south directly into his shaft, but he didn’t back down, as his nemesis’ eyes seemed to pierce his soul. Even if he didn’t loath the taste in his mouth, even if his attacker was hot as hell with this savagely glances, his now disheveled ebony hair and the soft pink on his high cheekbones, Kirk would not surrender to the sudden desire Khan had somehow aroused in him.
“Get. Off. Me!” he all but snarled, but instead of enraging his nemesis, Khan only smirked evilly.
“This is exact my intention, Captain,” he drawled huskily. He let go of Jim’s wrists and raised on his knees; still straddling him.
Jim, never one to miss a chance when given, reared up again and punched the other man; trying to force him down from his lap. All he earned for his attempt was a pleased smirk, accompanied by an amused chuckle, while Khan caught his wrists again.
“So much stubbornness,” he murmured, twisting Kirk’s arms behind his back without actually harming him and pulled the young captain with one fluid movement against his chest. “So much fire!” he whispered in Jim’s ear, giving its shell an almost gentle lick, before he trailed a wet track down where throat and shoulder melted together and bit into the soft flesh. Not too hard, neither too soft.
“Son of a bitch!” Kirk gasped, as his body had its own idea how to react to this new very erotically assault.
“I will enjoy this hot temper – especially when it is displays in a pleasurable way,” Khan all but purred.
Jim thought his heart would leap out of his chest, as he felt the very hard proof of the Augment’s state at his own groin. Once again he struggled, what made his enemy hiss – not in wrath, but in nameless craving.
“Keep this up, Kirk, and we won’t make it even to the bed.”
