#werewolf!bones

awwww thank you!!! <3 that’s so kind!!! that really means so so much to me!!

i’ve wrote a couple of fics like that now, so i’m not sure which one you’re meaning. ok but extra facts!

if it’s the latest one, where they’re growing up together: In the Gardeni had planned to write jim a bit more as a dick at first, who kinda just assumed bones was his from since they first met. but come on, if they grew up together, bones wouldn’t let him become a dick, so jim became his usual sweet self instead.

also, i could not for the life of me pick george’s profession, so it turned out pretty random.

if it’s the older one, where bones is a loner living in the woods: May I come In?

everything happens at night; i’m not sure if i made that clear when i wrote it, but since jim’s a vamp, bones is pretty much nocturnal. i guess it makes sense for him since he’s a werewolf, the moonlight feels nice?

Bones being so stunned at Jim kissing him that he just stands there for a second, face slowly heating red and his heart pounding so fast that for a moment, he's afraid he's turning right then and there. 

Bones's wolf form taking to Jim instantly and they spend winter nights curled in front of the fireplace, Bones wrapped around Jim with his head on Jim's chest and rumbling affectionately whenever Jim scratches him.

Their master, the blonde unfortunately fiercely handsome vampire, the Kirk ancestor they were looking for, that they needed to be able to break the spell of the forest so they could go through, stood at the high arching window, smiling cruelly.

"Really," Prince James Tiberius Kirk, as the faded painting they'd found in this ancient, fallen castle had been labeled, sneered, baring his fangs, "you break into my home, cause such a ruckus, and now you can't even properly fight back?" He gave a cold laugh, ice blue eyes gleaming, "Such amateurs."

Something snapped in Leonard. He'd been sent into the dungeons from a trap early on, had finally managed to scrabble his way up, and broke through the rubble to see his companions taken out and this blonde gorgeous bastard mocking them with his stupid little gray cackling demons.

Leonard growled, finally facing the blonde head on, flashing his canine teeth, eyes shining gold and ready to transform, "You bastard!!"

The blonde blinked, eyes wide as he seemed to fully notice the werewolf for the first time. Leonard bristled, staying human to make sure he could get out all the words, though the growl was loud and clear.

"We came here to ask for your help, you damn pale jackass!" His accent dripped and burned on the words, "All we had wanted, you thick sod, is to-"

He was cut off as the pale blonde was suddenly in front of him, the werewolf cursing the vampiric speed. He was more handsome up close unfortunately, and the cold, terrifying expression was gone. The vampire's face had softened, blue eyes bright and curious, quickly looking the brunette up and down. Leonard bristled again, eyes returning to hazel, but hackles still raised.

Blue eyes gleamed, and the prince quickly turned to the nearest shadow demon, yelling, "Alright, that's enough all of you!"

Leonard's eyes widened, as did that of the closest demon, "Really, Master? But they aren't-"

"Look Jerry," James continued, "don't worry, it's good. You're all dismissed."

The yellow slitted eyes looked at him and Leonard, unsure, "You're sure?"

The blonde's gaze grew stern, frigid, "I'm as sure as I'm sure there's been no gambling in the kitchens over night, despite all those cards I found..."

The demons quickly disappeared in small puffs of smoke, Leonard watching with shock. A gentle touch at his hand brought him back as the vampire took his hand and gave him the most dazzling smile the werewolf had ever seen.

"I've been terribly mistaken and I apologize," the prince bowed and laid a kiss on the held hand, pouring every bit of charm into his voice, "But to be fair, I think I was far too enchanted by your presence to be thinking clearly."

The bastard winked.

Leonard pulled his hand away as if he'd been burnt, jumping back quickly but the vampire simply appeared in front of him again, that damn stupid charming smile still on his face.

Leonard barked, "Back off, you damn bloodsucker, I don't need you looking at me like your next damn fill!" He bared his teeth again, "I know enough of your kind to know how quick you can drain someone dry."

The blonde chuckled sweetly, grinning wide, "Oh darling, you wound me." He stepped closer again, as Leonard stepped back, but he gained an inch, "I would never do that to you. What a waste of such beauty that would be."

He was suddenly much too close again, the unnatural heat of the blonde's body pressed against his own, lips brushing at his ear, murmuring, "I would drink you like a fine wine."

Long fingers playing with the hair at the base of his neck, a soft sigh, "And I would savour every, single, drop."

Leonard would hate to admit that he shivered, fucking shivered at the vampire's words, but he also leapt back and punched him in the jaw so that was probably worth something.

The prince, of course, laughed, delighted and rubbing at bruise that was already fading, saying innocently "Wouldn't drink all of it, of course not. If nothing else that'd just be rude." He licked his lips less innocently, fangs flashing, "Of course, once we got to know each other better, it'd be hard to resist tasting you regularly." He grinned devilishly, "If you let me, I can give you a taste of something sinfully good."

Yep, Leonard's brain was broken, but his mind stuck on a few words, "Wait, get to know you? Let??"

"Of course!" Prince James smiled, back to full charm, "I'll court you well and proper as a gentlemen should." He hummed thoughtfully, eying Leonard again, "Gorgeous and feisty, you'll definitely be worth the effort."

Leonard's eyes glowed molten gold and his canines extended, snarling.

James winked, "And I'm sure your wolf is just as beautiful."

Before Leonard could fully transform and lunge for the other's throat (which would have sent the other laughing, he was sure), the witch's voice leaped to the space between his ears.

McCoy! Uhura's voice rang in his head, the spell weak and strained with pain, We need him. So you goddamn play nice or I swear to goddess I will neuter you.

Fuck, they did need him. They needed him desperately. And all the rage was fizzled out by the overwhelming need to finish their quest and the guilt for the stabs of pain that laced Nyota's voice. He pulled back the wolf, swallowed down his temper, and took a deep breath.

"As flattered as I am," Leonard ensured that his voice implied enough venom to poison a basilisk, "we have a very important task to tend to, and would very much appreciate your help."

The werewolf swallowed his pride along with his temper, play nice play nice, and let his accent turn sweet and his words become softer, "Would you please aid us on our quest..." Leonard tried not to choke on the words and just managed to add, "...your highness?"

The brat lit up like a full moon, grinning widely, "I do believe that could possibly be arranged, but first, let's gather your companions and discuss it over a meal perhaps?" He snapped his fingers and the small demon from before appeared, guiltily hiding a handful of aces behind himself.

"Jerry, have a meal prepared, something nice and hearty, and a nice red for me, thank you, we have guests."

The demon looked back to the werewolf and then to the prince, "Yes, master?"

"Yes, Jerry, and have Spock prepare the beds, you know how finicky he is if anyone else does it, and have a look around for any healing potions lying around, hop to it." The small demon shrugged and then poofed away.

The blonde was impossibly close once again, offering his hand to McCoy and smiling much too handsomely, "Shall we?"

McCoy grit his teeth as he took the hand, being lead from the rubble and voice straining to say, "Yes, Prince James."

The vampire grinned, "Please, call me Jim."

Alternate Universe - Star Trek Lycan Verse - Leonard "Bones" McCoy as a Werewolf

Inspired by "Twice Shy" by SarkasticFics