[Well, these last few weeks had really been neither one of their faults. Mycroft was on a practically archaic planet that while encouraged space travel, would rather not have electronic equipment running all day. In fact they only used power four hours of the day, so Mycroft had to time his messages carefully.
Tradition also stated that a man in a relationship had to grow a beard, to show that he was not available for mating rituals. He had grown scruff the very next day, and had not a time to get it shaved before he was beamed back aboard, and told to report to sickbay.
Yes, of course, the physical. Then the meetings to discuss with the Captain the trade agreements ... it would be hours before he got Leonard to himself - but at least he would see him before he had to go back on duty. Professionalism first, naturally - ]
[Except when he walks into med-bay, bag over shoulder and when Bones looks at him with that eyebrow raised, and then that bloody Smirk of his. Mycroft gave him a baleful look, before he put the bag down neatly.]
Down, boy. I require a shower but before that, I need to update the Captain on our current diplomatic standing and trade agreements. He needs to tell me how many social gaffes he created whilst I was away. Then you can smirk at me that way.
[ Bones was quick to close the distance between them and plant one hell of a kiss on Mycroft's lips. A whole month's worth saved up just for that one. Damn the protocols. They were alone, anyway. Not even Nurse Chapel could be found. ]
[Mycroft gave him an irritated look that they both knew was completely fake, right up until the moment that Leonard's lips pressed against his and he hummed silent approval. He squeezed the other man's arms in place for a moment.]
...So you are giving an examination to my mouth, are you?
[ Damn he'd missed that. Sass out of him no matter what the situation. But he wasn't being pushed away. To him, and considering Mycroft, that was as much of a blessing as he was going to get.
Now for a much better kiss than the first. Lasting a lot longer if he had his way, thank you very much. He missed him. More than he'd missed nearly anyone. Save Joanna. ]
[Kissing someone while you had a beard was quite different than what Mycroft expected. Not bad, no, but different.
However it was still Leonard, with his strong hands and his breath and the way he kissed Mycroft like he wanted to yank him right off his feet. Mycroft curled his fingers into his elbows, parting his mouth willingly.
Yes, yes, he was quite busy and needed but he did need some reason not to drag his feet, now didn't he?]
[ Now that was more like it. Bones did like the feel of the scratch against his mouth and chin... He might beg Mycroft to keep it there for a while.
Nothing more complicated than lips parting and hands lingering at intimate but only mildly exciting places. He wanted Mycroft to drag his feet, not stop entirely. He broke the kiss to give more along his jaw. ]
Made another doctor do a double. Only direct orders could get me back here.
[ Even if he had to make himself. It was hard to fight back the urge to help people. It was his calling, after all. He smiled and kept kissing his cheeks and jaw, nipping at the corner. ]
[Came the gently chiding tone - he didn't want his lover to get the Eyebrow from the Captain just for him. Even if it was flattering.
He hummed with quiet pleasure, before ice blue eyes narrowed.] You need to give me a real examination, Leonard. I will not have you get any spare alien illnesses because you cannot resist me. Nor I you, as the case may be.
[ And didn't everyone in the south do things slower? Leonard knew he was right. They'd let it drag on too long as it was. He opened his drawer to get the tricorder and detector. ]
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Re: the beard in space
Tradition also stated that a man in a relationship had to grow a beard, to show that he was not available for mating rituals. He had grown scruff the very next day, and had not a time to get it shaved before he was beamed back aboard, and told to report to sickbay.
Yes, of course, the physical. Then the meetings to discuss with the Captain the trade agreements ... it would be hours before he got Leonard to himself - but at least he would see him before he had to go back on duty. Professionalism first, naturally - ]
[Except when he walks into med-bay, bag over shoulder and when Bones looks at him with that eyebrow raised, and then that bloody Smirk of his. Mycroft gave him a baleful look, before he put the bag down neatly.]
Down, boy. I require a shower but before that, I need to update the Captain on our current diplomatic standing and trade agreements. He needs to tell me how many social gaffes he created whilst I was away. Then you can smirk at me that way.
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[ Bones was quick to close the distance between them and plant one hell of a kiss on Mycroft's lips. A whole month's worth saved up just for that one. Damn the protocols. They were alone, anyway. Not even Nurse Chapel could be found. ]
Call it a preliminary examination.
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...So you are giving an examination to my mouth, are you?
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[ Damn he'd missed that. Sass out of him no matter what the situation. But he wasn't being pushed away. To him, and considering Mycroft, that was as much of a blessing as he was going to get.
Now for a much better kiss than the first. Lasting a lot longer if he had his way, thank you very much. He missed him. More than he'd missed nearly anyone. Save Joanna. ]
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However it was still Leonard, with his strong hands and his breath and the way he kissed Mycroft like he wanted to yank him right off his feet. Mycroft curled his fingers into his elbows, parting his mouth willingly.
Yes, yes, he was quite busy and needed but he did need some reason not to drag his feet, now didn't he?]
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Nothing more complicated than lips parting and hands lingering at intimate but only mildly exciting places. He wanted Mycroft to drag his feet, not stop entirely. He broke the kiss to give more along his jaw. ]
We've got a lot of making up to do.
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The hands and the lips moving was enough to keep Mycroft inspired for hours, but it was good to stop. That way he could be strategic.]
That we do ... so I am hoping you are about to tell me you have blocked your evening free?
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[ Even if he had to make himself. It was hard to fight back the urge to help people. It was his calling, after all. He smiled and kept kissing his cheeks and jaw, nipping at the corner. ]
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[Came the gently chiding tone - he didn't want his lover to get the Eyebrow from the Captain just for him. Even if it was flattering.
He hummed with quiet pleasure, before ice blue eyes narrowed.] You need to give me a real examination, Leonard. I will not have you get any spare alien illnesses because you cannot resist me. Nor I you, as the case may be.
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[ And didn't everyone in the south do things slower? Leonard knew he was right. They'd let it drag on too long as it was. He opened his drawer to get the tricorder and detector. ]
Experiencing any unusual symptoms?
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[He leaned against the medical bed, and honestly, could not resist.]
Outside a definite hunger for Georgia boys, and their naked flesh? No, not really.
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Nothing unusual then. Unfortunately for you, there's only one peach on board.
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Oh, then I shall have to make use of said peach.