Chapter 5 - Dirt and Grime

Sorry I'm so late in updating, a whole week! 14 followers, woohoo! Thanks a lot guys, you're awesome. :) At the end of the chapter, there is smut. Its my first time writing that kind of thing so I felt really awkward! Hopefully I did ok!

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~FleursBelle

There was a huge pain in the back of my head as I opened my eyes. I was alone in a grimy, dark, smelly room; sitting on top of what seemed to be a pile of holey blankets. There was a faint green glow coming from the ceiling where a faulty light bulb was hanging. I felt my head and realised that there was dry blood there. I had no recollection of what had happened after Chekov and I were shoved into the transporter but something tells me we were either attacked or drugged to black out like I did. Speaking of which, where is he? I looked around the room, not moving too fast because of the pain in my head, then I heard a cough. My eyes darted over to the corner of the room where there was a gap in the wall. I scrambled over and peered through the thick, slimy metal bars and saw Chekov sitting with his back against the wall.

"Sarah?!" He looked relieved, happy, sad and worried all at the same time. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, look at your cheek!" There was a gash right in the centre of his left cheek, it looked pretty deep.

"This? It's nothing, one of the Gorns hit me across the face with something. Did they hurt you at all?"

"I have a pain in the back of my head, they must of threw me in this... cell, and my head hit the ground or something."

"Let me see."

I angled my head the right way so he could see through the bars.

"Oh my god, there is so much dry blood here, its all over the back of your neck!"

"What?!" I didn't think it was that bad, I thought the dizziness was due to me waking up, not the loss of blood.

"Come here.." Chekov reached his hand through the bars and stroked my face. He awkwardly placed a kiss on my cheek as best he could. I tried to do the same but it was near impossible due to the circumstances. We laughed at the position we were in and just sat in each other's filthy company for a while.

It was about an hour later when we were greeted by the sight of two large Gorns in the doorway of each of our cells. They told us that they were here to escort us out of our 'rooms' and go to meet with the captain. Chekov and I were allowed walk side by side, holding hands until we got to our destination. The Captain Gorn was standing at a window of the ship gesturing us to come into what looked like his office. He waved off the guards and began to talk.

"Im terribly sorry about thiss.. I didn't plan for this to happen.." He gave us what could loosly be described as a sorrowful look. "It was the only way to ensure we get what we wanttt.."

"And hurting us was a way to get what you wanted?" Chekov spat back. I placed my hand on his arm offering him support.

"Your injuries were your own fault.. If you hadn't of fought us off.."

"We were meant to sit and take our beating?"

"There wouldn't be a beating if you cooperated.."

"Listen, can you not just let us go? There's nothing our ship can do about the prisoners you want, they're under Starfleet control now." I spoke up, saving us from getting another beating.. hopefully.

"As long as we have you, they should cooperate. Seeing as they have no pilotsss now.."

"There are always spare pilots onboard. Don't you do your research?" I snapped. I just wanted to be back on the Enterprise.. Being locked up was distressing for me. Especially because of my past. I just can't deal with being held captive. I could feel a bubble of stress gather in my chest as my breathing rate began to pick up. Was this the start of a panic attack? Oh god..

"What if we promise to free the prisoners?" I piped up, forcing my heart to return to half it's current beating pattern.

"And how could you do that..?" The Gorn snarled. "You're just a couple of human children.."

"He's from Russia." I said, not actually sure why I said it.

"And..?"

"He could be a spy." What am I saying. "We can sneak into the Starfleet prison.. and b-break out your friends.." Why. Why did I say that. Chekov was looking wildly at me. He had every reason too at that.

"I'm listening.." The Gorn relaxed a little.

He wanted me to go on? I hadnt even thought this through. What was I meant to say, I'm not a master criminal.

"I'm Russian, she's right. We have great ways of dealing with things. Right now the Enterprise is most likely trying to re-build your planet. If I know my Captain, he wouldn't have chased you. Am I right?" Chekov, I love that kid.

"Yes.."

"Well they are currently distracted. If you take course for Earth, we can go straight to L.A where the prison is based and use our titles to break free your friends."

The Gorn was clearly interested, as he was molding it over in his head.

"How can I make sure you will stay true to your word and not run off?"

"We have a built in GPS locator on our uniforms." He pointed to the symbol on his shirt. "You can lock onto our signal and see that we are on course."

I don't know how it worked, but it did. I could see right through his plan, but obviously didn't say anything, and I've been told I'm gullible. I would have thought this creature would have been smarter. I'm not complaining.

One of Chekov's requests was that I get decent quarters. Something not as smelly and dirty. However seeing as they were reptiles, they didn't exactly have such a thing available. They did show me to a room that had a decent enough bed though. Chekov said he was happy enough sleeping on the floor of his original quarters but somehow we managed to convince the guards that the captain requested we stay together. Not bad for one day eh?

I lay on the bed and looked around the room. It wasn't as bad as I thought at first. There was hardly any slime or grime. The floors just had a little dirt on them but other than that the bed was fine and the smell was okay. Chekov lay beside me and stared into my eyes.

"Where did that plan come from?" He asked.

"Me? You thought of that, which by the way I know what you're going to do." I said defensively.

"Oh yeah? Did you know I'd do this.."

He gently placed a kiss on my expecting lips and pulled me closer to him. The kiss got deeper as our tongues danced about in our mouths. I pulled myself ontop of him and he gave me a sly smile. I began to kiss his jawline, leading the way down to his neck and making him groan by doing so. I gently tugged at his shirt so he leaned forward and allowed me to pull it off over his head. He was perfect. His body was ripped, a slightly protruding 6 pack on softly tanned skin.

He took my face in his hand and looked me in the eyes. I knew what he was trying to say. Now isn't the right place. He was right but I just wanted him so bad. I deflated next to him and stared at the ceiling. I have never wanted to do it with someone before. I was always either pressured or pushed. Don't get me wrong I'm not a whore...well not anymore... I confuse myself sometimes. Chekov picked up on my strange behavior and rolled onto his side to look at me.

"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned.

"I'm fine." I protested, but he could see right through me.

"I could see the panic in your face before you started to talk back there, and now. Why won't you tell me?"

"I .. I was just thinking of being put back in that cell we were in. That was all. I hated it in there."

"Well we're here now, so tell me why."

I was debating whether to tell him or not.. I mean, I trust him, but I only just met him a couple weeks ago. If I was serious about this relationship I should tell him.

"When I was young, about ten or eleven, my step dad... abused me."

I could see that that was not something he was expecting. His mouth sat open and he hoisted himself up to look at me. I didn't wait for a response, and avoided his eye contact.

"He used to.. lock me up. That's why I panicked about going back to the cell. I can't stand being in confined spaces. That's why I love both the Enterprise and being in Space. They're huge..." A single tear escaped my eye as a took a deep breath. "Most days, he'd come in to me and, you know.. force me into things. He used to tie me down so I couldnt move. I was a kid! I didn't know what to do. He told me noone would believe me, and I believed him! I-I just.. I hated him but I thought it was normal.. I'm such an idiot."

Chekov shook his head. "No you're not.." He gave me the tightest hug imaginable.

"I just... I feel so, wanted when I'm around you. Like you actually want me and are not going to use me. I guess I just want to be loved.."

"Well that won't be a problem." Chekov smiled at me and kissed me softly on the forehead. I kissed him back hard on the lips and worked my way up to his ear.

"Make me feel loved.." I whispered. I could feel his skin get goosebumps.

"I will make you feel worshiped." He growled back at me.

I smirked and gave way to his power. He pinned me down on the bed but hesitated before I nodded to go on. Chekov made his way from my lips right down to my collarbone and made his mark there. I relaxed at his touch and made a movement to pull my dress off, when Chekov took my hands and placed them above my head as he gently pulled my golden dress off my head. His face lit up as he saw my bra and panties lying, waiting for him. In one swift motion he took off both garments.

"You've done this before." I breathed.

"Only in my head.." He admitted, sneaking a smile.

He placed his mouth on my perky nipple and began to softly suck. I moaned at his actions. He made his way down to the gap between my legs. He pulled my legs apart even more and placed his mouth on my clit. My hips buckled as he began to run his tongue up and down my wet pussy. I moaned softly as I lost control of my breathing. I ran my fingers through his curly blond hair, and moaned.

Chekov raised his head and lay it on my stomach. His hands ran up my sides as he said softly; "You are beautiful Sarah.. flawless."

I smiled to myself, this was something I wasn't used to. He crawled up to me seductively with his shirt still off. He began to kiss me as I undid his trousers. He pulled them down along with his boxers. With that, his erection sprang free. He was big. At a guess I'd say 8 and a half, if not 9 inches. I gasped slightly and Chekov chuckled at me. I rolled him over on the faulty bed and kissed my way down to his penis. I ran my tongue up his bulging penis and was met with a groan from Chekov. I placed my mouth around the tip and began to gently suck. I began to suck at a fast pace as Chekov's hips buckled.

"Sarah.." he groaned, as he came in my mouth. Cum was slightly dripping out of the sides of my lips as he collapsed on the bed. I swallowed as I had nowhere to spit, it had a salty taste, not sure if I liked it. We both lay on the bed next to eachother breathing heavily.

Chekov looked at me seriously. "You're incredible. I swear, if you'll allow me, I will take such good care of you, and respect you to the fullest."

"Of course I'll allow it. I'm really falling hard for you." I responded, with a shy smile.

"Ditto." He beamed at me. He placed a kiss on my lips and proceeded to drag himself ontop of me. I cant believe we were doing this here of all places, but he proceeded to worship me for the rest of the night, before finally falling asleep.