Chapter 7 - Handle Me With Care

"Seriously, Lily-Lee, what did you do?"

"I just clenched. I thought he would like it."

"Ow. A reasonable hypothesis, but damn, you got some strong muscles there. Please don't do that again."

"Of course not, never again. It's not going to happen by mistake, it was a deliberate full clench. I don't have to do that. Oh Leonard!"

"Don't worry, darlin', I'll be fine. I'm going to have to start over, though." McCoy threw away the bio-film protection. "Damn, I only brought one. Jim, have you got . . .?"

"Sure. Here, Bones."

"Not that I mind, Leonard, but do you think that is necessary? You ran all tests on me yourself."

"And since then you've had sex with . . .?"

"Well, just the captain."

"That did not make me change my mind." McCoy reached for the packet Kirk had given him.

"I'm going to get back at you for that remark, Bones."

"Yeah, well, I'm a doctor and I know what I'm doing. I also often know what YOU'RE doing."

"Well, like I said, I don't mind. It's a new, so actually I prefer it. You can't get me pregnant either way."

"No?"

"No. A couple of days ago things were pretty slow down in the lab, so Spock and I had my chromosomes checked. Fascinating stuff! Compared to your twenty-three pairs, I have twenty-seven. My chromosomes 24-27 are pieces from your 16, 17, 20 and 21. There is no way yours can can line up properly with mine in the mitotic spindle, so we're not compatible. No hybrids."

"Nice to know. I think. I'm using protection anyway."

"First let me kiss it and make it better. That is, if you're ready for it."

"Yes, I think I am." McCoy put his head back down of the pillow. I think I can relax now. Getting hurt myself is something I can handle, just as long as I'm not hurting someone else. Oh, here she goes... oh yes, that doesn't hurt a bit, no indeed.

Kirk was sitting down to watch again. Lily-Lee was being gentle, using only her lips and her tongue, and waited some minutes before she felt it was safe to start using both hands again. McCoy opened the packet.

Lily-Lee was back on top, riding McCoy like he was a merry-go-round pony. He even had the same facial expression. Kirk was watching and stroking himself slowly. A realisation came to him out of the blue.

"Lily-Lee, I think I just understood something. I'm an exhibitionist because . . . well because human sexuality is a complex thing, I don't know why. But you, you're doing it to assert your position, aren't you?"

"Right . . . because . . . I'm flock leader . . . and you . . . ahh . . . will have to wait and watch until I'm finished . . . ahh."

"Hey, this is my ship and I'm the captain. Remember that." Kirk said that as a joke, but Lily-Lee stopped moving and looked bewildered. McCoy opened his eyes and saw her confusion.

"You're right . . . this is not my flock . . . you're the leader here and can stop me at any time. Should I step down?"

"GOD DAMN IT, JIM! Don't try to pull rank on her at this moment, I will NOT stand another interruption. You stay on the couch and SHUT UP because I'm going to finish this!" McCoy turned Lily-Lee over and laid her down on the bed with her backside up. "You'd better hold on to the edge, little lady, because I'm fucking you until I'm done and I'm not stopping for anything." Without even waiting a single second, he started slamming. Hard. Very hard.

"Uh, Bones? Are you sure . . .?" Kirk was worried, but Lily-Lee managed to get half her face up from being buried in the pillow and gave Kirk a wink and a smile. Oh. Well all right then, by all means go ahead Bones, you brutal bastard. Fuck her like you want to do it, because she sure wants it. Pardon me if I give myself a hand. Kirk took off the rest of his own clothes since he was sweaty all over by now, and because he wanted to be unrestrained. He stroked his dick synchronised with McCoy's thrusts, a very determined rhythm. When Lily-Lee's moaning changed to:

"Ah . . . ah . . . I am . . . oh . . . I am . . . ah, ah AAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" both of the men had the presence of mind to cover their ears for the loudest seconds. But only the loudest, neither wanted to miss the rest. When they came soon after it was not nearly as loud.

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Kirk had gone back to his own quarters to freshen up, but before he even got started he got a call.

"Kirk here."

"Lieutenant Joseph, sir. I'm on deck eleven, section A3. I've just found one of the Tellarites murdered. I think it's the ambassador himself, sir."

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THE END. I added one whole night and some extra hours into the original plot there, between the reception and the discovery of Gav's body. I hope you forgive me.

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