Mckirk Academy!Years with h i c k e y s :D
He’s going to kill Jim, Leonard decides. He stares into the bathroom mirror, probes gingerly at the bright red marks dotting up and down his throat and collarbone. The ones beneath his neck, he might manage to hide, but the degenerate’s managed to plant one in the most improbably spot beneath his left ear, complete with teeth marks, that remains perfectly visible to anyone with a pair of working eyes from a five-yard radius.
He flushes a little bit, remembering how they’d gotten there the night before. Jim’s lips on his neck, his shoulders, the small prickle of pain and pleasure with every mark.
"I’m going to kill you," he says out loud, testing the words, and hears a muffled laugh from the bedroom. "Seriously."
"Come back to bed," Jim offers instead, and to his immense self-disgust, Leonard obeys.
"You’re unbelievable," he informs his roommate, as he crawls back facefirst under the covers and tries to bury himself beneath his pillow. Jim joins him a second later, the air hot and damp between them as he curls up to Leonard’s side and nuzzles against his jaw.
"Unbelievably sexy?" Jim suggests. "Pretty?" His nose pokes into Leonard’s cheek and Leonard gives a surly grunt.
"Aw, babe." Jim slings an arm over Leonard’s back and burrows closer. Leonard grunts again, then squeaks involuntarily when he feels a light scrape of teeth over the back of his neck.
"Don’t you dare-"
"Mmm." Jim’s mouth slides down, warm and wet on the side of Leonard’s neck, and it takes him too long to realize that Jim’s making his way down the trail of hickeys.
"Unbelievable," Leonard manages again, then throws the pillow to the floor and rolls on top of Jim. "Come here." He distracts that grinning mouth with his own, mutters halfhearted threats as he swallows down Jim’s laughter. Ah, well, these marks will fade in time. It’s the ones Jim have left that he can’t see that really matter, anyway.
This is the best thing I have ever seen!!
IM SO HAPPY ITS BACK.
no matter how old I get
I will always be at least slightly convinced that I’m capable of hurting a stuffed animal’s feelings
Toy Story mentally fucked a generation of kids.
when the back of my neck gets tickled
#usually i like to think mccoy was a charming little kid whom the world made ornery #but now i like the idea that he was angry and lonely and loving but struggling parents used to give him tribbles as a child #to make him calm down #or in lieu of a hug #until he realized the only way to get any real humanoid attention was to pitch a fit #and that’s why he’s walking around now as a grown man #shouting down the heavens #hoping someone will notice him #and after the transporter accident makes him a little kid again #people slowly start to piece it together #so when he’s finally returned to his normal age and size #he is subjected to repeated and aggressive hugs and cuddles from the entire bridge crew #and if you think a hug from spock is stifling #wait until scotty leaps at you (tags via spikeface)
Pixar can never top this.
Can we take a moment to appreciate the fact that the best loved line from this movie comes from a character we never even got to see?
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