Chapter 4 - lily-white skin
Meanwhile, McCoy had finshed his shift and returned to his quarters. He felt on edge and had been oddly ashamed ever since that reproachful look from Spock. Damn it, he had done nothing improper! Her moaning had been unexpected. It was a long time since he had made anyone moan like that. If she hadn't been so ugly it would have been pretty exciting. But that bony, hairy backside was so off-putting. It wasn't even pleasantly furry, it was bristly. The nostrils were even worse, and her animal-like reactions were disgusting. His analytical mind went over each disagreeable detail, while his subconsious showed that it was "a mind of its own".
Despite his disgust, he was getting hard. Was he really going to jerk off to THAT mental image? He put his hands on his crotch and felt himself through the trousers. Might as well, this erection was getting persistent and was not going down on its own. He undressed and got into bed on top of the blanket. Cupped his balls and lifted them a bit, bent his knees to give them more room. He would need to alter the memory a bit if this was going to work. Instead of Lily-Lee, he imagined a Lily from his youth that had been pale-skinned, plump and giggly. Oh yes, to have her on that examination bed, ass in the air. "Come on, help me get goose bumps." He grabbed his shaft and made slow, long motions. Up and down. "Do it again but slower. Help me get goose bumps. Good, you're great at this. Keep doing that. Do it again, again, again. Help me get goose bumps." It was Lily-Lee's voice but in his mind his fingers were touching silky smooth white thighs. "Keep doing that. And grab my butt!" God, that was good, he was getting close already.
What else could she say? Lily from back home would probably not have said any of those things. It was so long ago, what had her voice been like? Never mind that now, he would lose the pace. What else could Lily-Lee have said? "Put your fingers on my neck and track them down each side of the spine, and grab my butt! Yes, but with both hands! Harder! Put your fingers up my butt! It was only Lily-Lee in his mind now with no smooth skin anywhere. Never mind, he was getting off anyway. "You're great at this. Now fuck me hard. Keep doing that." He imagined her moaning as he pushed his way inside her, so deep that his pubes got wet from her juices. God yes, he was coming in a few seconds and there was no stopping it.
Hang on, could she manage to have sexual intercourse with a human male? She was so tiny, her pelvis was much smaller than that of a human woman. Was he hurting her, maybe even injuring her? Pangs of guilt shot though McCoy's mind but it was too late, he was already coming over his own hands and stomach. Damn. My conscience won't even let me hurt someone in a fantasy. Must be the Hippocratic oath. He added a few oaths of his own invention for good measure.
