if youâre gonna start writing for bones i have a request!!! i think he would looooove to eat his girl out đ like it would genuinely give him pleasure he loves it đđ love your fic btw!
I went crazy writing this.
-Warnings: Bones McCoy x Female reader, First Time Receiving Oral, Fingering, Praise, Mild Power Imbalance (Doctor/Patient), Established Relationship, Strong Language,Pet names (Sweetheart,Darlinâ,Little Bird)
-Summary: After a long shift, an innocent confession leaves Dr. McCoy determined to show you exactly what youâve been missing.
You sat rigidly on the edge of the examination frame, your fingers knotted tightly together in the fabric of your trousers, a heavy wave of embarrassment pinning you in place. Leonard had caught you trying to slip away unnoticed after a grueling shift, his sharp and perceptive eyes immediately catching the slight wincing hitch in your stride and the desperate way you were trying to shield yourself.
Dr. Leonard McCoy pushed away from his desk terminal, tossing a discarded hypospray aside with a soft clatter against the metal tray. Before taking another step, he reached down to the cuffs of his standard issue blue long sleeve shirt, unbuttoning them with practiced, sharp movements and rolling the fabric up tightly past his elbows, exposing his strong, corded forearms. His boots rang out sharply against the deck plates as he closed the distance between you, stepping directly into the open space between your knees. His weathered, tired blue eyes softened instantly, shedding their medical detachment the moment they locked onto your trembling hands and crimson cheeks.
"Well, now. What in tarnation is ailin' you, darlin'?" he murmured, his rich gravelly Southern drawl dropping into a deep, vibrating coo that washed right over you. He reached out, his warm, calloused palm cupping your cheek gently, his thumb sweeping back and forth across your skin. "You look like you're fixin' to bolt straight through the bulkhead. Talk to me, little bird. What's got you so riled up?"
You swallowed hard, staring down at your boots before forcing the words past your tight throat. "Nowhere hurts, Leonard. I'm just..I'm mortified."
Leonard let out a low, warm huff of breath, a mixture of amusement and deep affection, as he hooked a finger under your chin to tilt your gaze back up to his. "Mortified? In my med bay? Come on now, sweetheart, you know damn well there ain't a single thing you could tell me or show me thatâd shock me in the slightest. Spit it out, darlin'."
"I've..I've never actually been eaten out before," you blurted out, your voice dropping to a breathless, humiliated whisper as your face burned hotter than warp plasma.
Boneâs breath caught in his throat. The professional surgeon vanished in a fraction of a second, replaced by a sudden, ravenous surge of dark, consuming hunger. A low guttural groan rolled deep in his chest, vibrating through the quiet room. The realization that you had never experienced this, that he could be the very first to break you open, completely unmake you, and map every inch of your body with his tongue hit him like a physical blow.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, sweetheart..â he rasped, his voice plummeting heavy and thick with sudden lust. He leaned down, pressing a rough, lingering kiss against your forehead before pulling back just enough to burn those intense blue eyes right into yours. "Well, ain't that somethin'. You listen to me, darlin'âŠthere ain't a damn thing to be embarrassed about. Truth is, I reckon that's the sweetest damn thing you could've whispered in my ear."
Before you could gather your thoughts, Leonard's hands shifted down to your hips, his grip iron firm and entirely authoritative. "Up on the bed for me, little bird. Let's get you lyin' down proper."
He guided you back smoothly until you were stretched out flat across the bio bed, your legs immediately parting for him as he crowded right into the cradle of your thighs. He didn't hesitate for a single second. His hands hooked into the waistband of your trousers and your underwear, dragging the fabric down your legs in one fluid, impatient motion and kicking them aside onto the deck.
"Spread 'em wide for me, darlin'," he growled, his gaze dropping like a physical weight straight between your thighs, tracking the slick sheen already coating your folds.
You were drenched, your body reacting wildly to the mere sound of his voice and the hungry weight of his stare. When Boneâs looked up and saw just how wet and desperate you were, his pupils dilated into black pools. He let out a harsh, ragged breath, dropping down between your knees and forcing them back further until you were entirely exposed to him.
"Hell fire, look at you," Leonard muttered, his voice trembling slightly with pure, unadulterated need as he hovered inches from your dripping core. "So damn soaked for me, and I ain't even laid a finger on you yet. You want this, don't you, sweetheart? You want my mouth all over you?"
"Please, Leonardâplease," you sobbed out, your fingers fist-deep in the bio-bed sheets as he finally lowered his head.
His large, warm hands gripped the insides of your thighs with an unyielding hold, shoving your legs back further and pinning you wide open for him, leaving you completely exposed to his insatiable gaze. "That's it, little bird," he rumbled, pressing his hot breath right against your sensitive heat before his tongue lashed out in a long, punishing stroke.
"Look at you open up for me, darlin'," he muttered thickly against your slick folds, pausing just an inch away so his warm breath washed over your trembling flesh. "Look at how pretty and wet you are, sweetheart. You like seein' your doctor lose his damn mind over you? You like knowin' you're all mine right now?"
When that broad, wet tongue pressed flat against your hyper sensitive folds, your entire body locked up, a violent, electric shudder tearing through your limbs as you let out a loud and breathless cry, your back arching off the metal frame. Leonard groaned a thick, approving sound right against your wet flesh, the vibration shooting a white hot jolt straight to your center.
"God Almighty, you taste like heaven, darlin'," he murmured roughly against you, pulling back just a fraction of an inch to look up at your flushed, wrecked face while his fingers spread your lips apart even wider. "Look at how wet you are for me, sweetheart. Just completely soaked and spillin' over. Talk to me, little bird..tell me how much you love having my mouth right here."
He dove back in with absolute mastery, his tongue dragging in heavy, sweeping strokes up your length before homing in on your aching clit. He flicked it with pinpoint accuracy while driving two thick fingers deep inside your tight, clenching hole, his thumb pressing firmly against your lower stomach to keep you locked against his face.
"Take my fingers deep, little bird," he rumbled against you, his voice vibrating deep inside your walls as he scissored his hand inside you while his mouth worked you into a frenzy. "Squeeze down on me, darlin'. Let me hear you gasp. Show me how good it feels to take every bit of it, sweetheart. That's a good girl, take every damn inch of my fingers while I eat you out."
The friction, the overwhelming warmth, the sheer, ruthless perfection of his tongue and fingers driving you relentlessly toward the edge made your vision blur at the edges. Your hips bucked helplessly upward against his face, your hands flying down to tangle aggressively in his hair, anchoring him to you as your breath hitched into ragged gasps.
"LeonardâI'mâI'm gonna cum," you wept out, your internal muscles spasming violently around his hand.
"Do it, darlinâ. Cum all over my mouth, let me drink every damn drop of you, sweetheart," he growled, accelerating his rhythm, lapping up your release as you shattered completely, crying out his name into the sterile med bay air.
Even as you convulsed over him, locked in the throes of your climax, Leonard refused to let up. He held your hips trapped in place, his hands keeping your thighs pinned wide as he drank you down greedily , keeping you right on the razor's edge until your thighs trembled uncontrollably and your whole body felt like liquid fire. Only when you were utterly spent, chest heaving and gasping for air against the cool sheets, did he finally ease back.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, a dark, fiercely possessive grin stretching across his face as he crawled back up your body, looming over you with absolute pride burning in his eyes.
"Jesus Christ, sweetheart'," he panted softly, pressing a hot, lingering kiss to your lips, tasting your sweetness still clinging to him. "If I'd known you were gonna fall apart like that for me, little bird, I would've had you flat on this bio bed a hell of a lot sooner."
I NEED HIM SO BAD! Thank you so much for the request. I hope all you Bones fans enjoy it! I have a few more requests that Iâm working on and canât wait to get out because I think youâre all going to love them!My requests are still open for more fanfic, whether itâs NSFW or SFW. Iâm also doing Billy Butcher/ Bones RP, where you can send in whatever you like, and Iâll reply completely in character as Butcher! Those can be NSFW or SFW too. đ€
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