You should listen to Navi DuBleu. (heyheylisten) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-06-16 18:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, james kirk, navi |
Who: Navi and James T. Kirk.
What: Party time!
When: Long long ago (about five years or so).
Where: A party.
Rating: PG-13 for handwaved unfs.
Status: Complete!
Kirk loved parties. In fact, if he could party all the time, he would. That’s why he was stumbling out of the bathroom, a big grin on his face as a woman with dark skin, darker eyes, and a pleased smile on her face followed him. He patted her on the arse. “I’ll give you a call, don’t you worry!”
He disappeared into the night, and onto the next party.
Navi hated parties. She always felt so awkward, so out of place. It was ironic: she loved people, but large groups of them were a bit scary. So she stood there, listening to some guy who was trying to hit on her by telling her exactly what was in the dip. She wore a sparkly blue halter top (because bras were the devil and parties were always hot) and her favorite pair of jeans that were probably too tight to be fully appropriate, but whatever. Sneakers, and she was set. Her hair was long, down past her shoulders, and she swatted the guy’s hand whenever he tried to touch it.
Jim stared at her ass, first, then smiled charmingly as he swept up. “There you are! I was getting worried. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten so distracted. I promise I won’t do it again.”
Navi just blinked. “Eh?”
He smiled at her, raising his eyebrows and giving her a ‘play along’ sort of face. “Is this man bothering you, hon?”
The wheels turned, and then Navi got it. “Oh, sweetiekins,” she grinned. “What took you so long?” Instead of playing along, she just tugged the new guy toward her by the shirt, wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him hotly.
The other guy got it eventually, figuring he couldn’t talk to someone who had someone else’s tongue in their mouth, and moved on.
“Mmnn...” Jim kissed her back, his tongue exploring strange, new worlds.
When the other guy moved away, Navi took a step back. “Well, thanks,” she smiled, reaching out to give the other guy a high five. “That was a good way to end the night.” Hot snog aside, she wasn’t really having fun and kind of wanted to go home.
“Seems kind of early to head in. Want to get something to drink, in a quieter place?” Jim smiled. “Jim Kirk.”
Navi smiled, nodding and looking at her feet. “Yeah, that sounds nice. I’m Navi DuBleu.” This guy was cute and considerate, holy crap.
“Cute name. Sounds French.” He nodded with his head in a direction. “There’s a place a few blocks that way. Lots of bright lights on the way there. I save my creepy stalkering for Tuesdays.”
“It probably is.” She smiled at him and nodded, taking his hand. “Oh, don’t worry, I can throw a pretty good punch. I’m not scared.” She smiled at him, reaching up to beep his nose. “That was a nice kiss, too.”
“You’re welcome.” He grinned at the beeping. She was hot, and cute. It was a deadly combination. “And I’m sure it was a nice kiss, maybe if you’re interested I can show you a great kiss sometime.”
“Want to skip the drinks in public? We can go to your place, you can feed me a drink or two, and I can pretend that’s why I’m going to end up sleeping with you, right?” She fussed with the buttons on his shirt, smirking up at him.
Jim flashed Navi a grin. She was up front and to the point. He could appreciate that. “Well, I’ll make sure to give you the good stuff then. I don’t like to be cheap to beautiful girls.”
“Such a gentleman!” She swatted him on the bottom, grinning and bouncing ahead of him. “Come on, let’s go!” She was excited to get her pants off.
Grinning, Jim followed along like an obedient puppy. He was excited to get her pants off too. She seemed really perky. She was probably bendy. Oh, he was hoping she was bendy.
“So, Jim, what do you do?” Navi liked people; it wasn’t just small talk for her. She was genuinely interested in the guy she was about to randomly sleep with.
“A couple of things. I’m going to start a survival training business. Out in the woods, no food or water, that sort of thing.” He slipped his arm into Navi’s and smiled charmingly again. “Otherwise I teach self defense, and go to star watching parties. And rescue cute girls on the side.”
“Oh, man, can I take classes from you? I love camping like that! Building shelters is awesome, but I’d rather just sleep in the trees.” She bumped his hip slightly, chuckling at his mention of rescuing cute girls. “Well, if I see any cute girls that need rescues, I’ll tell you.”
“Sure, why not.” He grinned at Navi. She’d probably keep him from getting bored, at least, and hell, some of the best sex was sex while in danger of snakebite sex.
“Thanks. I could use the help.”
“Mm, it’s been only what, twenty minutes since you last got off?” Navi walked on the curb like it was a balance beam, arms to her sides.
“I know right? It’s a horrible thing! I feel like I’m going to die!” He pressed a hand into his chest.
Navi patted his hand. “Lack of orgasms is dangerous. All the jizz builds up and can penetrate your brain. Or something.”
Jim laughed. He sounded like a man who liked to laugh. Even if he acted like a boy sometimes. “I hope you can assist me.”
“I’m sure I can help. Do you live close by?” She ruffled his hair.
“Down the street aways.” He grinned lopsidedly, looking devilish with ruffled hair. “My roommate won’t mind. He’s probably out. Hates being cooped up you know.”
“Oh? What’s he like?” Navi giggled, jumping onto the guy’s back.
Kirk reached behind him, using his hands on her thighs to keep her propped up as he walked along. "Kind of quiet. Likes plants. So deep in the closet he's finding Christmas presents."
“Oooh, I like plants too. I run a nursery, actually. I’ll leave my card for him.” Navi loved plants, but she didn’t want to gush too much to the hot guy whose pants she wanted to rip off.
“I think he’ll like that.” He bummpatted her and hopped in place, before starting to jog. “I feel like a stallion.”
“Or a goat,” Navi quipped. She’d found that one of the best ways to get a guy to bring his A-game to the bedroom was to mock him.
“Baa-aa-aa,” Jim replied, managing to sound like a very offended goat. He grinned. He was going to have to prove her wrong.
“Thaaaaat’s a sheep,” Navi grinned skeptically. “Didn’t you have a See n’ Say when you were little?”
“Don’t Big-horn sheep make that kind of sound.” He twisted his head around to smooch her cheek.
“Well, yeah, but aren’t they driven solely by libido? I mean, they’re kind of stupid animals.” Navi grinned, turning her head and snogging him outright.
“Only on Fridays,” Jim assured her. He kissed her back expertly and experienced, and managed to make it up the stairs and into his apartment without stumbling or breaking the kiss. Or dropping her. Dropping would be bad.
She giggled when he moved up the stairs, trying to cling to him a bit more like a monkey. She’d help him not drop her.
She was good at not being dropped, Jim decided, by the time he got the door open and they were inside. Miraculously, he didn’t land on his face, and started to scoot her around on his torso so he could snog her proper like.
Navi helped him. She hopped off of him, kicked the door shut and tugged him down to kiss him. She wasn’t exactly shy, nor was she a wilting violet when it came to sex. People had needs, and this sheep-goat was kind of cute. He’d be fun for a week or so.
Leaning back, she tugged her shirt off and resumed kissing him. “I hate clothes,” she murmured, snogging him even as she tried to toe off her sneakers.
She was already earning high marks, and they hadn’t even started yet. “Well that’s good, Navi. I hate clothing too.” He kissed her back, hands groping for her breasts. They were utterly fantastic breasts.
Best night in …. sixteen nights!
“Well, yeah, all sensible people do,” Navi laughed. “It’s just normal to hate pants.” She reached down to tug her own off, giggling when she was naked and running toward his bedroom.
Grinning, Jim chased after Navi. This was one of his favorite games. He just hoped she could keep up with him. It was always a disappointment when he wore his night stand out.
Navi was thinking the same thing. She usually wore out her own toys, and she was hoping this one might get a couple of goes.
Three, to be precise. But Jim didn’t walk straight for a week.