Author's Notes: Just a stupid idea that wouldn´t get out of my head. This is supposed to be fun, but I probably failed royally. Oh and I´m not a native speaker, so go easy on me, pretty please?!
Disclaimer: I don´t own anything. Am making no money, either.
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The two figures stumbled out of the turbolift and onto the dimly lit bridge, deeply engaged in a kiss.
"God!" the male groaned, louder than he should have, while the female pushed him further into the room and towards the Captain´s chair.
"Tell me what you need?" she demanded in between kisses and thrust her partner into the chair.
"Ugh…" was the only non-commital answer she got.
"What do you need? I´ll do anything.."
"I uh… I need you to continue performing admirably," her companion finally stammered.
She sat down on his lap to get easier access to all areas, when they suddenly heard the soft hum of a turbolift approaching. Both of them froze instantly.
"Shit…" he cursed softly and tried to shove her off. "We have to get out of here!"
"Too late," she whispered back and grabbed his wrist. They made a dive for the helm console and landed none too gently behind it with her on top of him. They held their breaths, when they saw Commander Spock standing in the doorway of the lift, eyes roaming around the room in suspicion.
The Vulcan remained standing there for what seemed to be an eternity but finally advanced his science desk. He took a few minutes to review various PADDs until he had apparently found the one he was looking for and returned to the turbolift, but not without casting one last glance back across the bridge.
When the doors had swished shut again, the two intruders behind the console let out an explosive sigh of relief and got up.
"We really need to stop roleplaying Spock and Uhura," said Jim while brushing off his pants.
"Most definitely!" agreed Gaila, just before she tackled the Captain again.
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