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Scotty's perspective

Scotty knew some of the crew used to feel sorry for him when it came to romance with females, 'poor Lt Commander Scotty', he could imagine them saying, miracle worker with engines, not so great with the ladies; Mira Romaine, Carolyn Palamas, M'Ress plus a host of other women he had loved and lost, that is until now. Now one of the best, if not the best woman on the ship (well after Uhura, but Spock got there first. Lucky, Vulcan bastard!) was in love with him, head over heels in love with him. At last he had found his soul mate in Lt Charlene Masters. The only woman who could get a rise out of him just with a look, and right know he and Scotty Jr was rising in ecstasy!

"Monty, Monty, did you hear what I said?" Charlene paused riding her favourite Scotsman, as they indulged in a little afternoon delight between shifts.

"Charlie, fuck, baby don't stop," Scotty replied.

Charlene tried not to laugh, "Answer my question first"

"Now is not the time for talking Lieutenant,"

Charlene ignored him, reminding him of the special Thanksgiving dinner Kirk and Marcus had invited them to.

"So are we going Commander, or not?" she asked, continuing her previous, lusty actions.

"Aye baby we're going, as long as they have sandwiches, I'll be there."

"Good, now where were we." Charlied replied as she resumed riding him all the way to a warp core breach!

Author's notes

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