Ninth Installment of Red and Yellowseries:
Title: Strip Tease Me Red
Rating: M for sexual content
Word Count: 639
Summary: This isn't the first time James T. Kirk messed up big. Tonight Jim picked the wrong girl to help. Jim had pushed the shot away from a wasted girl and before he could even blink alcohol flooded his mouth as she sloppily crushed her lips to his. Unfortunately his new fiancee was only a stool away. The only way he could think of making it up to her was a strip tease. 9th Installment in Red & Yellow series.
Okay, this was getting pathetic. The poor girl next to Nyota and I is getting completely wasted and making a fool out of herself. Well everyone knows I've had my fair share of that. I gotta help her, this is ridiculous.
The bartender reluctantly slides another shot to her. The blondie's hand is like a claw immediately reaching for it before my hand shoves it out of her reach. I turn my head to say, "you've had enough." But the words die in my throat when the abrupt taste of tequila is flooding my mouth. My eyes widen when I realize this dumb wasted chick just...kissed me?
I finally come to my senses after seven seconds tops. I push her away hard enough so there's a good twelve inches between us but gentle enough to where she doesn't fall over.
But then out the corner of my eye I see Nyota storm out of the bar. Well forget this bitch, my future wife just left. Dammit! She's pissed isn't she? "Nyota, wait!" I call after her before following her out. I hear a thump and turn around to see the drunk blondie on the floor. I roll my eyes and breathe, "Jesus Christ" under my breath before chasing after my fiancee.
Nyota's brown eyes glare at me right before the elevator doors close. "Shit!" I yell before turning to the staircase and dashing up them, taking two at a time.
I reach our suite before the elevator and slide the key. The ding of the elevator down the hall reaches my ears and I lean against the doorframe. I can tell Nyota's surprised I beat her here but she's very well at hiding it. Her pretty brown eyes just glare at me. She marches into our room and I once again curse under my breath before closing the door behind us.
"Ny, say something!"
"Ass." She plops down on the bed and glares at me. "She only kissed me for a few seconds, I was helping the poor girl. Don't tell me you didn't think she needed help."
"Yeah, I did I just wanted someone else other than my fiancé to give it to her!"
"Are you mad at me?" Nyota just glares at me in answer. "We're getting married in less than a month. Tell me what I can do." She sighs and shrugs.
I get a stupid idea that's crazy enough to work. My fingers find the hem of my yellow command shirts and slowly slip them over my head.
Nyota tries to feign disinterest but her eyes rake over me hungrily. I slowly unbuckle my belt and fling it aside. Taking my time, I bend over and pull down my pants, flashing my ass. I shake my hips and would feel ridiculous if Nyota wasn't laughing her head off behind me.
I face her and strip my briefs before walking over and straddling her. Nyota knocks her head back and laughs as I place her hands on my ass.
"You forgive me?" She nods through her giggles and kisses me sweetly. "You're definitely doing that at our wedding!"
FIN