#bottom!kirk

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/61790134/chapters/160685950

Echo fic update: just dropped Chapter 5: A Human Orgasm

As I’m sure you can guess, this is a chapter dedicated entirely to smut—even being trapped on an alien planet, these two find time to bone. Light dom/sub undertones. Yeah that’s all I can say without blushing like an idiot, enjoy!!

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Kirk/Spock - Hi, You Were My Husband in Another Life, Professor

Title: Hi, You Were My Husband in Another Life, Professor

Author: littlebirdtold (AO3)

Rating: Explicit (NC-17)

Fandom: Star Trek

Word Count: ~49k

Side Pairings: Bones/T’Pring (graphic)

Warnings: alternate reality, student/teacher, telepathy, bottom!jim

Summary: Um, hi. I'm Jim. Jim Kirk. You don't know me, but I know you. Well, sort of. It's a long story. All of this started when I… Actually, no, it started when my mom got it into her head that… well, it's kind of complicated. Long story short, I accidentally ended up in another universe and... Look, I know it sounds crazy, but in that universe, we—the other me and you—are married and you're the crown prince of Vulcan Kingdom.

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Kirk/Bones - A Part of Me

Title: A Part of Me

Author: infiniteeight (AO3)

Rating: Explicit (NC-17)

Fandom: Star Trek

Word Count: ~4.2k

Warnings: bottom!jim

Summary: Jim overhears Bones talking to a colleague and discovers that he and Spock weren't the only ones making plans before Altamid happened.

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Kirk/Bones - Theory and Reality

Title: Theory and Reality

Author: infiniteeight (AO3)

Rating: Explicit (NC-17)

Fandom: Star Trek

Word Count: ~3.9k

Warnings: pack dynamics, bottom!jim

Summary: After being given command of the Enterprise, Jim starts to show signs of settling down. But Type A alphas don't settle...

Leonard worries about territory disputes and Christine Chapel is way too patient for these two.

Comments: Great fic with a different take on alpha/beta/omega dynamics!

[captainprincesskk-blog]

What I need:

top!McCoy

What I don’t need (with a purity of 1701%):

bottom!McCoy

cuz gee

do I really have to 

state the obvious?

and for the pretty much same reason...

I don’t need bottom!spock, either...

but luckily

Captain Bottom here can solve all the problems.

Oh the joy of space

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Jim Kirk/Spock - Tear You Apart

Title: Tear You Apart

Author: lalazee (LJ)

Rating: Explicit (NC-17)

Fandom: Star Trek

Word Count: ~10.8k

Warnings: AU, bottom!jim

Summary: ‘It’s only just a crush, it'll go away; it's just like all the others it'll go away. Or maybe this is danger and you just don't know; you pray it all away, but it continues to grow.’

Comments: Spock is Jim’s professor and they have an angsty affair (which ends happily!)

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Kirk/Bones - In Spite of Everything, We Are Ourselves

Title: In Spite of Everything, We Are Ourselves

Author: DoctorsOrders (AO3)

Rating: Explicit (NC-17)

Fandom: Star Trek

Word Count: ~8.8k

Warnings: alpha/omega AU, omega!bottom!jim

Summary: Jim is an Omega who presents as a Beta, joining Starfleet on a dare. Bones is an Alpha who doesn't have anything left.

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One Night Stand

"Yeah, come on, right - ah - right there." Jim tips his head forward and digs his forehead into the mattress as another thrust drives into him. He groans with the stretch, the sheer strength of the movement. The guy behind him - Steve, he said - is built like a fucking brick house, all tan and muscle. Exactly what Jim needs tonight. 

He's not much of a talker, Steve, mostly breathless noises and occasional moans when Jim clenches around him. Jim's elbows rub against the sheets and his knees are forced wide apart by Steve's thighs, all thick and muscular. 

To top it off, he's got these sweet farmer boy eyes, blue like the Iowan sky right before a storm, and this short blond hair just long enough for Jim to tangle his fingers in when Steve went down on him. 

Jim jerks at the hand that wraps around his cock, moans at the heat that descends on his back as Steve leans down, brushes his lips over his neck. 

"Wanna come?" He asks, his voice all deep and gravelly, sparking down Jim's spine. 

"Yeah," Jim says, turns his head slightly so he can peek at Steve, who's fucking gorgeous, by the way, as well as a damn good lay. His dick, though, that's what Jim'll remember. Thick length sliding into him, red and wet, filling him up perfectly. 

"Gonna say please?" There's a stupid little smirk tilting the corner of his swollen lips and Jim just grins right back, rocks back onto Steve's cock in a way that makes the smirk disappear. 

It's back in a second, though, bigger now as Steve tightens his hand and strokes Jim, a little too dry until he reached the head and smears the wetness on his palm, slides back down. 

Jim arches into the sensation, lets himself moan the closer he gets. Steve's fucking him at a steady pace, strong thrusts in and slow drags out, rubbing up against his prostate in a way Jim's pretty sure is illegal. 

"Close, Steve," he mutters into the pillow, fists clenching around air as his breathing quickens and his hips jerk more. 

"Yeah, yeah. Come for me, Jim, c'mon, just - yeah, yeah, just like that, fuck, that's perfect." 

Steve's head drops onto Jim's shoulder while Jim's still fucking coming, shuddering and groaning, leaving sticky lines of come on Steve's knuckles, pushed out by the squeeze of his hand. 

"God, fuck, Steve - " And there's a choked moan into his shoulder, slightly higher than the rest, almost a whine as Steve's hips stutter and still in Jim, who can feel his orgasm, can fucking feel Steve filling the condom. He clenches around Steve's dick, feels it twitch inside him. 

"Fuck. Shit." 

"Yeah," Jim pants, limp and content. Although he can see Steve's arms shaking a tad where he's holding himself up. 

Steve eventually pulls out, kneels while discarding of the condom, and then is seemingly confused. Jim rolls onto his back and pulls the guy down, kisses him lazily. His tongue's busy running down Steve's molars when Steve pulls back, leaves the kiss with a nip at Jim's lower lip. 

"Guess I should go, then," he says, but he doesn't look sure. Jim sighs and glances over at the door. Usually he tells his one night stands to shower and leave, but there's something he likes about Steve. 

"You can shower," Jim shrugs. "And I guess you don't have to go." He focuses on the wall, tries to act nonchalant. Steve's shoulders roll as he pushes himself up, gets off the bed and stands up. 

Jim looks at him, then the bathroom, then the bed. He untucks a corner and fits himself between the sheets, too lazy and tired to clean himself up. Just before Steve turns to shower, though, Jim flips up the sheet on the other side, a clear invitation. 

Steve's gaze flicks between the empty space and Jim, and Jim just nods at the 'Really?' that's painted on Steve's face. 

When he wakes up in the morning, the bed is still empty on the other side and Steve's clothes are gone, but there's a note on Jim's bedside table. 

'Coffee sometime?' And a scrawled number. 

Jim smiles and grabs his phone.