4.
The next few days were extremely busy ones for Scotty – and extremely frustrating, since his assignments from Commander Marsh gave him no time at all to be alone with Heather. It didn't help that Stevens was back 'on rota' – though at least that gave Scotty the opportunity to witness Stevens' outrage when he discovered that his precious 'Swedish vids' were nothing more than Tourist Information films. In the original Swedish.
"I'll take him apart!" Stevens raged, throwing the offending datatapes across the room, and swearing colorfully in several different languages.
Scotty sat back on his bunk and shook his head, laughing. "You can't. Leaving aside that he's built like a Tellarite sky-fortress, he delivered exactly what he promised: Swedish vids."
He pulled his padd onto his knee and scrolled through the next day's assignments. For once, the Chief had not overburdened him with new work, which meant that he could make some real progress with that annoying business of undoing all those improvements he'd made. For the job in the shuttle repair bay he'd have to get permission to… The idea hit him like a phaser-bolt and he smiled as he scheduled that particular task for the end of the shift.
Using the pretext of checking on the grow-lights he'd installed, Scotty stopped by the Botany lab first thing in the morning.
"It's okay – Lieutenant Carter's in the main lab checking some samples," said Heather, as he looked around to make sure they were alone, "So if you want to shag me senseless on the potting bench, you've got about three minutes."
Scotty grinned and bent to give her a swift kiss. "Tempting, but I can make ye a much better offer," he said, "Ever done it in zero gravity?"
He loved the way she blushed when she giggled, and the way her eyes flashed with delight at his suggestion before she covered her mouth with a hand and shook her head. "You're kidding – aren't you? I mean… how… where…?"
"I have to rip out some of the circuits I installed in the ceiling of the shuttle repair bay," he said, "Easiest way to get to them is to switch off the artificial gravity and float up there. I've got Chief Marsh's permission to commence work at the end of Alpha shift. So make sure ye get there as quick as ye can, because I have to seal the room before I go into free-fall."
Her blue eyes twinkled with mischief. "It'll give a whole new meaning to 'hanging around' while you finish your work," she said.
It was all Scotty could do to manage getting any kind of work done that day. His mind kept wandering to his last encounter with Heather and what the end of Alpha shift would bring.
He kept his work load as light as possible, completing the simpler tasks on his to-do list, so that he would have an easier time breaking away to meet with her later. And with an hour and a half left, he made his way to the repair bay to wait.
While he waited, Scotty busied himself preparing everything he would need to finish the job so that he wouldn't waste any time once Heather arrived. As the clock ticked closer to the end of shift he started to worry she may not make it. And then, she was there.
Scotty heard the doors slide open and turned to find Heather standing there in her PT gear. Even in the hideous ensemble he had to admit, she looked delicious. He held a hand out to her and when she took it he pulled her in for a kiss and cuddle.
"Did ye just work out?" He asked, eyeing the cleavage the zipped front of her suit left exposed.
"No, but I told Carter I was going to so he'd let me leave early."
"Clever lass," he said approvingly, wondering if she were wearing anything under that suit.
"You know, this isn't going to be like regular sex right? I mean Newton's Law of Motion, and all," she asked, frowning in concern.
"You mean the part about, 'To every action there is always an equal and opposite reaction: or the forces of two bodies on each other are always equal and are directed in opposite directions? I've thought about that, and we'll just have to get creative. That includes taking our clothes off now, so they don't float round the room with us." He grinned as he matched his actions to his words, and stashed his uniform in a storage cabinet adding, "This'll be a first - I've never done repairs in my birthday suit before."
Heather giggled, as she peeled off her PT uniform. "Maybe you could set a trend?"
Scotty belted a tether around her narrow waist and checked it to make sure it wasn't so tight that it would bite into her skin when they went into free-fall. Strapping on his tool pouch, he tethered himself and began punching in the access codes to seal the doors and turn off the artificial gravity. Before they floated away from the deck, he took Heather by the hands and locked wrists with her.
Just then, the gravity mechanism powered down and their feet left the deck, floating them up into free-fall position, lifting their hair away from their heads.
"Whoa," Heather gasped and then she smiled. "I haven't done this since Basic Training."
Scotty let go of Heather's wrists and as she floated away, he tucked into a somersault and jerked the slack on his tether to stop himself. She imitated him and shrieked in laughter as she spun and brought herself back under control.
"But do you realize," she began to ask, "that you might have a hard time…you know, getting aroused?"
Heather was still experimenting with her new weightlessness but Scotty had already pulled himself along the gang-ladder and pushed off to the center of the compartment.
"Lass, I'm twenty-four years old, I'm always aroused," he said chuckling.
He glanced down to where she was still floating. "Holy shit! My boobs look huge!" She exclaimed in surprise, looking down at her chest.
"Darlin' yer boobs are huge."
Scotty reluctantly turned back to his work, leaving her to play, and he was now in an even bigger hurry to finish. Suddenly the twenty minutes the job usually took seemed to take forever but before he knew it, he was snapping the last circuit out and stashing it in his pouch. That left them forty minutes together before the gravity powered back up.
He jerked the slack on his tether and propelled himself back to where he left her, grabbed her foot and spun her around to face him. She screamed another laugh and locked wrists with him again.
"Now," he began to explain, "If we push against each other, we'll float away. Especially since I'm bigger than ye. And we'll have to move very slowly or this won't work."
Heather nodded.
Scotty let go of her again but he did not push her, he simply released her hands. He reached into his pouch and pulled out an elastic cord. Then, he reached out for her hands again and began to slowly and agonizingly pull her as close as he could without pushing her away. He slipped the cord around her hips and hooked it behind his back. They were belly to belly now and the elastic would hopefully keep them together if they should push apart.
It was a major effort just to kiss her. They both had to be very aware of the pressure they were using and they struggled to hold on to each other even with the elastic. At one point, Heather tried to lock her legs around Scotty's hips which sent them into a spiral, tangling their tethers. The whole ordeal was frustrating yet humorous at the same time.
Eventually, Scotty pinned her into a corner but even then the results were minimal. They were able to manage a little groping which to him was about as gratifying as a dry hump on his parents couch with the neighbor girl when he was fifteen. It left both of them hot and bothered, but otherwise unsatisfied.
When he began to feel heavy again he knew the artificial gravity was starting to power back up. As much as he wanted to continue with their sexual experiment, he had to admit he was a little relieved. Although he didn't have a problem staying aroused, the effort wore him out and his patience was wearing thin.
He slid down the wall with Heather, dropping fast the last few feet and landing on his back with a thud. She landed a split second later on top of him, eyes wide with surprise.
"Well, shit!" She said disappointedly and moved to raise herself. Scotty refused to let her go. Instead, he pulled her back down, squeezed her and gave her a kiss. He would have been happy to have her right then and there where they could touch, rub and pound each other silly. But when he started to slide his hands across her back, she stopped him.
"Scotty?" She asked, looking everywhere around the repair bay but at him.
"Yes?" He replied cautiously.
"I don't think this is going to work out." She pushed herself off his body, trotted to the storage cabinet and pulled out her PT uniform.
"What?" He bolted upright.
"This is an epic failure," she began, as she yanked the uniform back on. Scotty felt a tightening in his chest at the thought that she might be dumping him. But then she smiled. "I can't think about physics and sex at the same time. It makes my brain hurt."
"Aye," he agreed. Although he couldn't help but think of his other parts that were hurting as well.
"I don't think I want to have sex on the deck either. You want to go back to my place?" She offered.
"What about yer room mate?"
"Tal'ia? She works nights."
He blinked up at her. "Why didn't you say so?"
"I was going to tell you this morning that she always worked nights, but you said you had a better offer," she countered, gesturing around the repair bay.
"I was wrong," he declared. She offered her hand and helped him up.
She laughed "Don't think I won't forget you actually admitting you're wrong about something," she said, as he pulled his clothes back on.
"Aye, but so were you, lass. The way I see it, we didn't fail. We simply learned about how not to have sex in zero gravity."
"Didn't Thomas Edison say something like that?"
"Yes, lass," he agreed, ushering her out the door. " But I don't think he was talking about sex in zero gravity."
They made it to Heather's quarters in record time and as soon as the door closed behind them she leapt at him. Scotty caught her under her bottom, planting a hand on each butt cheek. She wrapped her legs around him the same way she attempted to in the repair bay and kissed him with a fury that took his breath away.
Scotty had no idea how they got into bed. He might have thrown her there. He was so completely out of control he thought of nothing but the two of them pleasuring each other until they passed out from exhaustion. Then he began the appealing duty of getting rid of their clothes again.
Once he had them both stripped, he knelt over her on the bed and kissed her sweet mouth. Scotty finally set out to explore her as he wanted to the first time he kissed her in the lab. His mouth trailed kisses down her throat and chest, stopping for a moment to enjoy her breasts. He licked the pink nipples one at a time, feeling them pucker and harden under his tongue. He sucked one into his mouth and gently fondled the other.
Heather let out a little moan of pleasure and twisted her fingers into his hair, pushing Scotty downward. He smiled against her baby smooth skin and continued kissing the flat of her stomach. He ran his tongue over her navel causing her to shiver and he knew he had found a sensitive spot there.
Scotty kissed his way down her legs and paid special attention to her toes and the soles of her feet. He nipped at the backs of her knees and dragged his tongue up the insides of her thighs. He laid down on his belly and pulled her legs up, resting her feet on his shoulders. His fingers thrust into her tightness and she moaned again. His thumb rubbed the delicate nub hidden between the folds and damp curls of her sex.
He watched her facial expressions change from bliss to agonizing pleasure and he whispered, "Does this make you happy?"
"Yes," she sobbed.
"Then this should make you delirious." His mouth covered the very heat of her and he lavished his tongue on her. Her hips rose up to get more of his mouth. Heather pulled at his hair and her reaction nearly snapped his control. She was sweet and salty and woman. Scotty had never had a girl respond to him with such honesty and abandon. There was no fumbling or awkwardness. She was uninhibited and he wanted to please her in every way he could.
She seemed to come apart inside and when she cried out his name, his discipline vanished. He eased himself up, grabbed her ankles and spread her thighs wider. Heather knew what was coming and reached down to guide him in. He pushed inside, trying to be gentle this time but she would not allow it.
The sounds she made and the way she tried to grasp at him to pull him closer made him think of an angry cat. He laughed and she looked up at him, her blue eyes cloudy with passion, and demanded, "Shut up and fuck me."
The bed creaked from his hard thrusts and he buried his face in her neck as he obeyed her orders. And when Scotty felt she was close, he moved his hand to where their bodies joined and stroked her to help her find her orgasm first.
She cried out for a second time just as his own release consumed him. And when he was spent and could give her no more, he dropped beside her on his back panting for air. His heart felt like it was about to burst and yet, Scotty thought if that happened, he wouldn't care.
He had never experienced that kind of satisfaction with anyone before. He didn't think he would ever be able to hold back with Heather and for a moment that idea left him feeling a bit vulnerable.
She rolled her head on the pillow to look at him and said between ragged breaths, "Tomorrow…..when I go to work….I'm telling Carter….that I had the best work out ever."
Scotty laughed, "You would."