Title: No Such Thing as Being Discreet
Summary: [Sulu/Chekov Slash]. Everyone can not help but over hear Chekov and Sulu's overly suggestive conversation whilst they eat lunch.
Disclaimer: I do not own and never will.
Warning: Slash. Don't like don't read.
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"How's my Pasha doing?" Sulu asked as he dropped into the seat next to Chekov. Chekov was sat eating lunch on his own; his mind too preoccupied to allow anyone to get a decent conversation out of him; all apart from Sulu that was.
"Your Pasha is wery happy". Chekov smiled at Sulu.
"And pleased dare I hope?" Sulu asked as he nicked a chip from Chekov's plate making sure to drag it threw the tomato sauce.
Chekov's cheeks tinted red. "Wery wery pleased". He couldn't stop his smile widening as he remembered their activities the previous night.
"Care to participate again tonight?" Sulu asked innocently as he stole another chip.
"Da." Chekov answered eagerly. "I vould like that".
"Anything to keep my Pasha happy". Sulu gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before taking off. Chekov was in a daydream like state for several seconds, his head resting in his hands and the look of a love sick puppy written across his face as he watched Sulu leave.
When he noticed that everyone around him had stopped eating and was looking directly at him, he realised that they had over heard everything. Chekov blushed a deep red that reached right up to the tips of his ears.
The two of them defiantly needed to work on being a little more discreet.
End.