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Scotty

Jim had just finished with a gruesome amount of paperwork that he was positive Yeoman Rand gave him in revenge for the one time he accidentally spilt his drink on her when they were on a date. It was that or she just took pleasure in seeing him suffer through mountains of paperwork. It was ridiculous. There was no possible way that he had to sign off on everything. Surely Spock could do some of it (Is that wrong?)

Whatever. It doesn't matter. He is officially off duty and going to get something to eat. Afterwards he will go to sleep, then wake up at 0515 to get ready for Alpha Shift. At 0520 he will go grab an apple for breakfast and then make his way to the bridge where he will greet his crew, do paperwork, give orders, do paperwork, annoy Uhura, do paperwork, fidget uncomfortably in his favorite command chair because he needed to use the bathroom, do paperwork (this time as a distraction), harass Sulu and Chekov, do paperwork, get yelled at by Spock in a way that isn't yelling but really is, do more paperwork and finally leave because Alpha Shift is over. He will then head to Sickbay to say hi to Bones and grab a bite to eat with him in the Mess Hall where Yeoman Rand will be waiting with the dreaded PADD of doom (Paperwork.)He will then wander the ship checking on several different departments. At 2140 he will make his way to Observation Deck 4 where he relax. At 2230 he will return to his quarters and complete the bane of his life (If he had known he would be forced to do so much paperwork, he would have declined as captain… maybe… okay so he wouldn't but it would have been nice for a heads-up, y'know.) And finally he will have to repeat the grueling schedule the very- Hey look, the Mess Hall.

Jim walked in and noticed it was completely empty except for his Chief Engineer, Montgomery Scott, better known as Scotty.

"Hey Scotty! How goes life?"

He grinned when the Scotsman looked up mid-bite and muffled a reply that not even Uhura could translate.

"Slow down Scotty. Your food's not going anywhere."

Scotty took a big gulp of his drink to help the food go down.

"Sorry 'bout tha' Cap'n. 'M in a bit of a hurry to git bac' ta ma engines."

"Huh. I was positive they were my engines."

Jim smirked as the other man had the decency to look sheepish.

"Ye know wha' a mean Cap'n."

"Yeah. I'm just messing with ya."

Jim walked over to the replicator and chose a cherry popsicle. He briefly worried if McCoy would come screaming in here demanding to know why he's eating something so unhealthy. The thought disappeared as soon as he remembered his plan which totally involved seducing Scotty. There is nothing in the universe that he loves more than harassing his crew, aside from his beloved Enterprise.

He plopped down in front of Scotty and had to stifle a grin as his glasses slid down his nose. He saw Scotty's eyes widen at the sight of them.

"Cap'n I dinae know ye wore glasses."

Jim nodded his head as he licked the popsicle from bottom to top. He watched as Scotty gulped and went back to eating his food in much smaller bites.

If Jim was alone he would totally be cackling. He wrapped his lips around the tip and then proceeded to swallow as much as he could without gagging. He heard Scotty cough as he glanced at the other man, slowly removing the popsicle from his mouth.

"You okay?"

"Ya, ya. Ah'm jis fin Cap'n. En-enjoyin' yer popsicle there, eh?"

"Yep."

He circled his tongue around the tip before dragging it down to catch the melting juices.

"Mmm."

Out of the corner of his eyes he could see Scotty squirming uncomfortably. His plan was working! He wrapped his lips back around the tip, leaning forward. His glasses slipped until they reached the tip of his nose. He felt the jerk against the table as Scotty abruptly stood up. He pushed his glasses up as he turned to look up at Scotty, slowly releasing the popsicle from his mouth.

"What's wrong, Scotty?"

He licked his lips for added affect.

"Ah- Ah jis forgot tha' Ah got somethin' ta do down en engineerin'. Ah'll see ya later, Cap'n."

"Bye."

Scotty was clearly trying to hide something as he hurried out the mess.

"That went well."

Jim abandoned the popsicle in favor of stealing the Scotsman's tray of food. All this hard work for a sandwich.

What?

Scotty makes a damn good sandwich.