Studying - Jim Kirk
Requested by anonymous.
“Jim, stop,” you said. He scoffed and you looked up at him.
“You know what you’re doing.” You looked back down at your book, but could feel his eyes trailing over you again. You had clearly worn this low cut shirt for a reason, but you really needed to get some studying before hand. In some crazy turn of events, you had actually gotten Jim to come into the library, and you were going to get your worth’s.
“I can’t look at my girlfriend?”
“Not when she’s trying to study. Come on, you could study, too. We have a huge exam on Tuesday.”
“I told you, I already studied.” Jim always said that, but you never saw him. He also always did incredibly well on his exams. For a while you thought he was cheating, but he promised you he wasn’t.
“Study some more.”
“There are other things I’d like to study,” he said. You rolled your eyes.
“Lame. If you really want to have my attention you’re gonna have to try harder.” He laughed and you fought of the urge to smile with him.
“Come on, we both know you’re bored.”
“It’s not a question of whether or not I’m bored. I need to study, so I am.”
“Fine. I’ll see if I can find anything good in the stacks.”
“What, like porn?” He snorted.
“Hopefully.” He walked away and you watched him for only a second before looking back at your book. You studied for a good six minutes before Jim was back.
“So.” You looked up when it was clear he wasn’t going to say anything more with anything less.
“There’s a corner of the library where people go to fuck.”
“Neat,” you said, looking back down at your book. Jim touched your hand and you looked back up at him.
“I’m not in the mood.”
“What if I help you study?” You cocked an eyebrow at him and he smirked.
“One hundred percent,” he said, flashing his charming smile.
“Fine. As long as you actually help me.” He smiled even wider and moved to your side of the table. He took the book from you and patted his leg. You looked at him in confusion before he picked up your feet and rested themo n his leg.
“Ready?” he asked. You nodded and listened as Jim started asking you questions. For a while, you were on fire, getting every question right. However, as Jim got further into the book, the less you knew.
“I’m never going to learn this,” you grumbled, resting your head against your knee. The more you studied, the closer you got to Jim. You legs were now bent, with your feet still on his lap. He had one arm wrapped underneath your legs.
“Yes you are,” he said, kissing the top of your head. “Come on, I know you know this.” He reread the question and you closed your eyes to try and picture the answer. Jim’s thumb brushed against your skin, and it eased your mind, letting you remember the answer.
“Nice!” Jim said when you answered.
“No, I mean keep touching me.” He cocked his eyebrow this time and you laughed. “It relaxes me.”
“Don’t worry, you don’t have to tell me twice.” You smiled and Jim read the second question, tracing his finger over the piece of skin bared behind your ripped jeans. The answer came to you again and he smiled. “That’s my girl.”
Over and over, Jim questioned you, and kept his hand on you. And every time, you got the question immediately. When he reached the end of the chapter, you opened your eyes, confused as to why he wasn’t reading anymore.
“We finished the chapter.”
“Well do the review questions at the en-”
“Really?” He nodded and you pulled your feet off of him. You put a hand on the back of his head and pulled him into a passionate kiss. He grinned into it and wrapped his arms around your waist, moving them softly against your shirt. “Thank you,” you said, pulling away for a moment.
“You know you don’t have to thank me like this.” You laughed and stood up, holding out your hand.
“Show me the way.” He smiled and stood up, trailing his hands up your waist as he did. He laced his hand in yours and kissed you quickly before leading you up one flight of stairs, and into the very back of the library. There was a corner of books that stood in the back. The stacks created a tiny, private area. You smiled at Jim and he mimicked it.
You put your arms around his neck and started kissing him. Jim’s hand were exploring your waist and back. As your kisses started moving down his neck, he began backing you up against the stack of books. You groaned in slight pain and he smiled into your kiss. His hands traveled down to your legs and soon, he picked you up and wrapped your thighs around his waist.
A second later, he was laying you down on the floor, never removing his lips from yours. He did eventually trail away, copying your kisses down your neck. He moved further, and soon he had to push your top to the side so he could place a few kisses and tugs on your breast. You moaned breathlessly and he smiled again. You put your hands up and he pulled your shirt off fully.
He continued kissing down your stomach, until he came to the hem of your jeans. He looked up at you and you nodded. He started unbuttoning them and you kicked them off. He continued his kisses as he pushed your underwear to the side. His lips and tongue were cool down there and you moaned more than breathlessly.
“You aren’t allowed to smile against me,” you said. He did again though and you moaned. He pulled away and started unbuckling his jeans. He was already mostly hard, and only a few strokes were needed to get him all the way there. He pushed inside of you, and you moaned loudly. He put his hand over your mouth and you laughed, nodding.
“Don’t be,” he said into your shoulder as he began pressing into you. You gripped his shoulders, trailing your hands over his back. He was rhythmic as he moved inside of you, and waited until you were both comfortable before picking up his pace.
Jim continued this sped up movement until he nearly couldn’t, and in the end, he sped up more than he had before, just before finishing. You smiled as you felt his warmth inside of you, and a few moments later you finished, too. He pulled out of you smoothly and placed a kiss to your stomach.
Since this was a public space, he handed you back your clothing and you both got dressed rather quickly. You remained seated on the floor, and you started making out with Jim. You were tucked in the corner of the shelves, that it took Leonard a moment before he realized it was you two.
“Jesus!” he said, jumping back in surprise. His yell surprised you, too, and you jumped a little and knocked your head against the shelf.
“Dammit!” you said, holding your head. Jim put his hand over yours and looked at you worriedly.
“Nice job, Bones. You should have announced yourself.”
“You’re the ones hiding the the tiniest corner of the library. What are you even doing here?” Jim looked at you and you shrugged.
“Studying.” Bones rolled his eyes, clearly knowing what this corner was used for.
“I just need a book.” He grabbed the right one from the shelf and put up his hand to say goodbye. “Go back to your studying.” You laughed and kissed Jim again when he was gone.
“I think you’re the best study buddy I’ve ever had,” you said.
“Me too,” he said, closing the gap between the two of you again.