Chapter 25: What Happened When Sulu Woke Up

A/N: As you can all plainly see, I was NOT bloodily murdered by my dear friends sapphireanguill and OmiChron. They did beat me to within an inch of my life, string me up by my thumbs, quote the movie Taken, yell at me a bunch, and sexually torture me with HiddlesBatch and JohnLock, but that's par for the course with those two… Which says A LOT about my choice in friends, but only good things I think.

And I think I've mentioned this before, but I'll say it again… this is my first serious attempt at a detailed sex scene. When I started this fic, I never actually thought I would write one. But, you know, things change. Why everyone seems to think it's going to be so amazing when I've never written one before, I have no idea, but I love every single person who's been encouraging/begging/threatening me until I wrote one. And here we are. And here we go. *Riverdances away to hide under a desk*

Disclaimer: Tragically I still don't own Star Trek, cuz apparently I'm just a fountain of awesome ideas over here! Those Hollywood producers, man, when will they call me up?

Hikaru Sulu hadn't even realized he'd fallen asleep until he realized there were lips pressing against his own and he hadn't even known there was another person in the room. He gasped, eyes flying open, hands already moving to push the person away or defend himself or something, but there were already hands on his wrists, holding him tightly enough to keep him in place, but still surprisingly gently. And as Sulu inhaled, he caught that sweet scent that was so perfectly uniquely Pavel, and he caught his breath, his heart rate slowly returning to normal.

"Jeezus, Pavel… you scared the hell outta me…" he whispered huskily, finally pressing his lips to Pavel's in return.

"Sorry…" Pavel murmured, kissing him again. He was kneeling next to Sulu, still loosely holding his wrists. Sulu was partly sitting up now, his weight resting heavily on his right elbow. "I… I vas not sure how to vake you up… and I haff newer tried dis vay." His hands released Sulu's now that he was properly awake, and Sulu finally sat up completely, one hand coming to rest on the back of Pavel's head, fingers tangling themselves in those soft curls.

"It's okay," Sulu laughed softly. "I guess… I'm just not used to… this. Yet," he added hastily.

"Dat is fine," Pavel said, one hand taking advantage of its new freedom to come to rest on Sulu's thigh. Sulu caught his breath.

"So… um… Your party over?" he asked lamely.

"I tink dere vere still people dere vhen I left, but…" Pavel shrugged. "Nyota and Kirk yelled at me."

"What? Why?" Sulu asked, genuinely puzzled.

Pavel chuckled. "Dey vere tinking dat… ve vould vant to be… hm… spending time togeder."

Sulu felt his cheeks burning. And that thumb of Pavel's that was caressing the seam of his jeans on the inside of his thigh was NOT helping.

"I vanted to come back," Pavel said suddenly, eyes locked onto Sulu's face, searching for… something. "Because… eweryone vas right…"

Sulu's hand slowed in Pavel's curls. Of course… it was such an inevitability, yet one he'd locked away in a dark corner of his mind, refusing to think about it…

Pavel's hand inched tantalizingly along his thigh. "'Karu… Ve haff vaited a long time, but… I can vait longer, if dat is vhat you vant." And sure enough, that hand stilled, waited… Pavel was waiting for permission to continue, always waiting for Sulu to man up enough to act on what he wanted, what he was so sure that he didn't deserve…

And Sulu pulled Pavel in for a kiss. Because if there was one thing Pavel had managed to teach him, it was that Pavel certainly thought that Sulu was someone worth knowing, worth befriending, and worth dating. Whether things would ultimately work out for them or not, they'd certainly never work if they didn't even try.

"Dat means…?" Pavel attempted to clarify.

"It means we've waited too damn long already," Sulu whispered, inhaling the air that Pavel was exhaling like a life-saving elixir. And he placed one hand firmly on Pavel's back, pulling the younger man closer. For a moment, Pavel's hand tightened on Sulu's thigh, then the warm weight was gone, coming to rest on the outside of Sulu's other leg. And then one of Pavel's legs was in between Sulu's, not quite pressing into him, but definitely there…

Sulu hooked one of his legs around Pavel's, drawing him even closer. Pavel leaned forward accommodatingly, their bodies easily melding together. When their groins briefly came into contact, Pavel let out a breathy moan, and Sulu lost no time slipping his hand up Pavel's shirt to caress the velvety skin of his back. Pavel made a low whining noise, his grip tightening against Sulu's leg, and Sulu obligingly pulled the shirt over Pavel's head, tossing the offending garment aside. Their lips met again, teeth clicking together softly as their kisses became more urgent and needy.

Chekov's hands slid with excruciatingly slowness up the muscled planes of Sulu's sides, dragging the cloth of his shirt up along with them. Sulu tilted his head back, arms lifting to allow Pavel to remove his shirt. That was also cast aside, and Sulu found he suddenly had Pavel's arms around him, their bodies pressing together almost desperately as Pavel nipped lightly at that sensitive spot of Sulu's neck that drove him crazy every single time. Sulu kept his head tilted back, letting out a few unashamed moans as Pavel's teeth worried the skin just above his collarbone.

"Fuck, Pav…" he groaned.

"Mhm," Pavel hummed distractedly. One arm was still flung around Sulu, holding him close, but the other… that one was teasing its way down Sulu's side again, making straight for the waistline of his jeans. The tips of his fingers danced across the cloth before moving to play with one of Sulu's belt loops while his thumb… that digit began tracing the curve of Sulu's hipbone and made him gasp. Pavel's fingers were just a shade cooler than Sulu's own skin, and it tickled deliciously and made him want more, everywhere.

Sulu wrapped his arms loosely around Pavel, one hand splayed between the younger man's shoulder blades, the other resting on the small of his back. They fell backwards until Sulu was leaning against the headboard while Pavel was sprawled on top of him, one hand fumbling at the button of Sulu's jeans while his tongue thoroughly explored Sulu's neck, collarbones, and chest.

Sulu tipped his head back a bit farther, lifting his hips experimentally. The contact was electric, and Pavel's hand was trapped in the middle, and one of them gasped… Sulu's lower hand wandered downwards, finding that Pavel's jeans were loose enough for him to slip his hand inside of them, and trace the elastic band of his briefs. Pavel shivered, then made a low noise of satisfaction as the button of Sulu's jeans finally gave way. Then there was the sharp sound of a zipper being undone, and Sulu whimpered as the tight confines of his jeans eased a bit.

As Pavel moved to pull Sulu's jeans off, Sulu realized the younger man's hands were shaking… just a little… but it was enough. Something clicked in his brain, a ferocious protective instinct that made him want to hold this precocious, brilliant, eminently precious creature close to him, to never ever let him go…

Sulu removed his hand from between Pavel's shoulder blades, bracing himself on the mattress. "Pav, do you trust me?"

"Da, alvays," Pavel whispered breathlessly.

Sulu's body may have been lean and unassuming when clothed, but he was comprised almost entirely of well-toned muscle, so it really wasn't difficult for him to reverse their positions, flipping Pavel onto his back on the bed and straddling the younger man himself. Pavel gasped briefly, hazel eyes wide with surprise, but then he grinned.

"Don't get shy on me now, Pav," Sulu whispered. "I… I like you best when you know what you want… and how to get it." And he cut off any response Pavel might make by kissing him soundly.

The tremor in Pavel's hands was gone as he ran them down Sulu's thighs, managing to shove the tight black jeans down to his knees from his prone position on the bed. Sulu kicked them off the rest of the way, letting them fall off the end of the bed. He was now nude except for a pair of black boxer briefs that clung to his faintly bronzed skin in all the right ways. Pavel couldn't seem to stop staring…

"You are gorgeous…" Pavel murmured, and his cheeks darkened a little as he said it.

"No, that would be you," Sulu murmured back, deftly unbuttoning Pavel's jeans. The younger man didn't even hesitate to lift his hips, and Sulu hooked his thumbs into the elastic band of Pavel's briefs, pulling down briefs and jeans in one fluid motion, leaving Pavel beautifully displayed beneath him. He caught his breath, his brain struggling to catch up with the fact that this was the same boy who'd shared his bed over a year ago… He'd grown up, but… it was still so familiar… and the desire on Pavel's face was exactly the same, and Sulu could only press his lips to Pavel's again.

When their lips finally parted, they both hesitated, so close their lips were still nearly touching. Pavel licked his lips before asking, "How do you vant to…?"

"Like this… please…" Sulu answered, feeling suddenly shy about the request. "I… want to see your face…"

Pavel caught his lips again and their tongues danced around each other for several moments before Sulu was able to pull back enough to grope into the drawer next to his bed for the bottle of lube he knew was there. He squirted a generous amount onto his fingers, rubbing them together to warm the slick mess, but Pavel still twitched at the first feather-light touch. Hoping to relax him, Sulu began nibbling lightly on Pavel's neck as he inserted his finger, and Pavel groaned softly and gripped the back of Sulu's neck. Sulu felt himself shudder.

"Christ, Pav, you're tight…" he hissed, praying he wouldn't cum just from that feeling…

"Da, it… it has been a vhile," Pavel gasped, eyes fixed on the ceiling as he adjusted to the minor invasion.

"We'll just have to fix that then," Sulu murmured, nipping Pavel's neck again and inserting a second finger. Pavel made a feeble whimpering noise, but it turned into a more pleased sound as Sulu's fingers began a measured scissoring motion.

Sulu hesitated a moment before adding a third finger, the action forcing him to change the angle, and then…

Pavel moaned, a positively obscene noise, and his head tipped even further back. Sulu was mesmerized by the delicate musculature of his neck, standing out in stark relief, so beautifully exposed. "'Karu… please… do not…" Pavel whimpered.

Sulu realized he'd stopped breathing at some point, and he exhaled slowly. "Sorry," he smirked, not sounding the least bit sorry. Then it was his turn to gasp, as the hand that wasn't gripping his neck had snuck its way up to palm his cock through the boxer briefs he still hadn't removed. Pavel managed to smirk even as he went to pieces as Sulu's fingers moved inside him.

"You are not… ze only one… dat can play games…" Pavel gasped breathlessly. "Now vould you hurry up and fuck me, please?" And to leave Sulu in no doubt what his answer ought to be, Pavel squeezed his cock again.

"Yes, alright, yes," Sulu gasped. "You impatient little…" He didn't have a chance to move, Pavel was already yanking down his boxer briefs. Sulu moved to grab the lube again, then hesitated. "Pav… I just remembered… I don't have…"

Pavel's eyes rolled up to the ceiling, praying for patience if Sulu had to guess. "I am clean, 'Karu, and so are you, da?"

"Well, yeah, but…"

Pavel swore in Russian. "'Karu…Vill you please?"

Realizing that neither of them wanted to wait any longer, Sulu finally grabbed the lube. Pavel uttered a frustrated groan as Sulu's fingers slid out of him, but Sulu was already lining their bodies up.

He tried to move slowly, he really did. But he'd barely penetrated Pavel before the impatient younger man got one of his legs behind Sulu's and pulled him closer, forcing his cock in deeper, and they both gasped.

"F…fuck…" Pavel whined, a delicious mix of pleasure and pain coloring his voice.

"Did you really have to…?"

"I am fine, just…" Pavel shifted his hips slightly, wrapping his other leg around Sulu's lower back, and completely changing the angle.

"Fuck…" Sulu gasped, his head dropping onto Pavel's shoulder. "That feels amazing…"

"It vill feel ewen better if you…"

"Move, right," Sulu agreed, already gently thrusting forward. Pavel's encouraging moan was all he needed to pick up the pace.

Pavel was hot, tight, fucking wonderful… It wasn't quite as uninhibited as their one drunken night of passion, but Sulu was definitely glad he was sober enough to appreciate every nuance of Pavel's expression, feel every touch like a brand against his skin… Pavel's nails traced thin red lines down his arm, and he didn't mind one bit.

Everything seemed so vivid, every nerve in his body in overdrive. Pavel's heels dug into the back of his legs and lower back as the younger man moved to meet his thrusts. It was harmonious and perfect and just the sort of thing that seemed like it ought to go on forever…

And then Sulu shifted again, changed the angle, and Pavel's eyes rolled back in his head. A torrent of Russian flew from his mouth, interspersed with Sulu's name, and likely including several curses, and probably more than a few invocations to a deity.

"Shit…" Sulu gasped, feeling Pavel tighten around him. It was intense… almost intoxicating… Pavel's fingers were gripping his hair, heedless of how hard they were pulling. That steady stream of Russian was music in his ears. Sulu thought for a moment he saw spots of color dancing before his eyes. He knew his thrusts were becoming more erratic, but he couldn't seem to control it… he was so close…

Sulu reached for Pavel's cock, but his fingers had barely wrapped around it when Pavel came with several more noisy exclamations. It was all too much for Sulu, and he followed almost immediately, biting down on Chekov's shoulder to muffle his own cries.

For several moments, they could only breathe. Sulu's arms were shaking, but he was holding himself upright still, refusing to just collapse onto Pavel. Pavel's legs were loosely wrapped around Sulu's, and the blissed-out expression on his face made Sulu's heart flutter, wanting to see that expression for the rest of his life… It was an unexpectedly intense feeling, but not unwelcome.

Pavel's hand finally let go of Sulu's hair, dropping to the bed with a soft thump. For some reason, that made Sulu want to laugh, but he held it in check.

"Worth the wait?" he asked once he had the breath to speak.

"Da, vorth it…" Pavel sighed. He appeared practically boneless, and Sulu couldn't stop the fond smile from crossing his face.

The moment he trusted his arms and legs to support him properly, he withdrew from Pavel and started to move to the bathroom to find something to clean them up with, but his movements were unexpectedly halted when Pavel wrapped an arm around his waist.

"Pav…" Sulu began.

"Stay," Pavel pleaded.

"I'm not…" Sulu began, but he couldn't get the words out.

"Just… stay," Pavel said, pulling Sulu back into his arms.

"I wasn't leaving…" Sulu tried again.

"I know, but… stay anyvays."

And so Sulu settled into his customary position next to Pavel. The younger man rested his head against Sulu's chest, eyes already closed, nearly asleep. Sulu brushed those sweat-slicked curls away from Pavel's flushed face and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"I'm not going anywhere," he murmured, tucking his chin comfortably into those soft curls. "I promise."

"Good," Pavel yawned. "I lowe you…"

Sulu hesitated. He'd always had difficulty with those words, especially during very intimate moments like this one. By the time he was able to say "I love you too," Pavel had fallen asleep.

A/N: Wow, so that was it! Love it? Hate it? Let me know!

I freely admit I kind of panicked when I got to the actual sex part of the chapter, but luckily I was talking with sapphireanguill at the time and she was basically cheering me on, and I powered through it! And now for some reason, I want to write more sex scenes… We'll see if that actually happens! Suggestions for improvements are welcome; as I have said many times, this is brand-new territory for me and I won't be offended if readers spot weaknesses in this chapter.

I hope this chapter was worth me being such a tease last time… I'm hoping that there will be five more chapters in this fic, but I'm not sure. We'll see how the rest of my writing goes.