court martial

[full_of_wrath]

Marcus hasn't arranged for Khan to be present, precisely, but is demanding a series of reports be turned in that afternoon, as well as that they sit down for a briefing. So, when the court martial proceedings run late, it's natural that he slip into the audience to wait them out for his Admiral and captor to be sprung.

He nearly trips down the steps when he sees who's standing up in front of the panel, and reevaluates how exactly this afternoon is going to play out. Khan slinks into one of the chairs adjacent to the aisle, settling down with his long legs stretched out, resplendent in his Starfleet uniform, commanders' insignia and all.

Not quite as highly ranked as Kirk, he notices quickly, even though the man has yet to turn around.

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[full_of_wrath]

"I couldn't help but notice that you were a little rebellious in there."

Nudging him, to get him up the stairs to Khan's apartment.

[kobayashiwhatnow]

"Yeah, most of Starfleet Command isn't that fond of me."

Just Pike, really. Pike is enough, thank God for Kirk's career.

He turns and takes the steps two at a time, and waits for Khan at his door.

[full_of_wrath]

"Maybe I'll take the opportunity tonight to beat some discipline into you."

He offers, contentedly.

[kobayashiwhatnow]

Jim grabs Khan's sides, pulls him in and kisses him.

"You can try."

He would really, really like it if Khan did.

[full_of_wrath]

"I'm in the mood to hit someone who won't say 'stop.'"

He admits, hands resting on his hips, looking him over contemplatively.

[kobayashiwhatnow]

"And I'm in the mood to brawl with someone who isn't doing it to try to kill me."

Jim slides his hand up Khan's chest.

"Or did you mean you wanted someone to take every blow with a smile?"

Because he can do that, too.

[full_of_wrath]

"Why don't I subdue you, and we find out?"

Is what tickles his fancy, currently.

[kobayashiwhatnow]

Kirk lifts his hands, a 'come at me' invitation.

"Let's find out."

[full_of_wrath]

Khan's tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip, and then he rushes him dragging him up the rest of the steps and to, then through his door, into the little flat.

[kobayashiwhatnow]

Because they'd agreed to make this a subduing scene, Kirk starts fighting back the second they're inside. He brings his arms down hard to try to break out of Khan's grasp, wrenching himself backward.

[full_of_wrath]

He gives him a shove to get him moving, letting him go. The point is the scrabble, so he wants to give him just enough of a headstart that he can chase.

"Don't get into any trouble, now."

[kobayashiwhatnow]

That's like asking water not to be wet. Kirk races off, not that there is anywhere to go.

[full_of_wrath]

Khan counts to three, then is after him.

He pounces on him like a panther, and has him down in a flash.

[kobayashiwhatnow]

He goes down with a sharp grunt, and takes to thrashing, punching. Laughing.

[full_of_wrath]

He flips him, and pushes his hands easily up over his head.

"I should have sent you home with your toy. To get you ready for me."

[kobayashiwhatnow]

"You think I have no initiative of my own."

He complains, smirking.

[full_of_wrath]

"That sounds promising,"

He admits, dragging his pants down, keeping him pinned idly with one hand, groping him quietly and then slipping fingers to rub over him, testing.

[kobayashiwhatnow]

He had spent the morning and most of the afternoon stretching himself, first with small toys and then a larger one. He smirks at Khan because, in fact, he has one like what Khan had used on him in right now, ready to be put to work.

"I really hope you still want to take me."

[full_of_wrath]

"More, now that I know I'm fucking above my station."

He admits, as his finger tests him out carefully.

"You're so loose, Captain. Prepared for an afternoon of bending over and taking it?"

[kobayashiwhatnow]

"You'll still have to work for it."

Even if Kirk is spreading his legs a little further, and moving his hips onto Khan's finger.

"I should've worn my uniform for you."

[full_of_wrath]

"Oh, is that right? Is this you making me work for it? You're rutting right up into my fingertips."

He points out, driving them down a little to prove his point.

[kobayashiwhatnow]

Kirk groans.

"You'll see-"

And then groans again, writhing for him.

[full_of_wrath]

"Are you showing me the firmness of your resolve now?"

He gives him a sharp slap on the ass, with the hand not burying into him.

[kobayashiwhatnow]

Jim yelps, arches-- and it's the opening he needs to flip them over and start riding Khan's hand, with his knees firmly planted on Khan's chest.

[full_of_wrath]

Khan chuckles, deep and throaty again, and permits it for a moment before taking him by the hip and starting to fuck him, deep, with strong fingers that he doesn't have a hope of moving with, fast and curling right into his prostate with blinding intensity that will border on pain.