Chapter 8 - Bed Head (a dirtier way)

McCoy was giving a private lecture on the principles of human sexuality. Lily-Lee was listening with interest, only interrupting with some "Really" and "Well, obviously" depending if it was different or similar from what she was used to. This was not embarrassing for McCoy at all. He was a doctor, after all, and this was not the first time he had to explain the dos and don'ts of the human penis to some alien female. That had happened a few times before. Well, several times really. Actually he had lost count. He was used to every kind of reaction; shock, disgust, fascination, disbelief or even indifference. Lily-Lee seemed calmly interested.

"Okay, I think I understand most of that. The idea of monogamy – or serial monogamy – is familiar; I have seen it in bird species back home. Seems to me that the major differences are the refractory period, the dimensions and the taste. You said it can be unpleasant?"

"Well that is a matter of... well, taste. Some don't like it."

"And the dimensions are a bit unclear. But using the metric system, it's circa 13-15 cm long with a standard deviation of 4?"

"That's right." McCoy was glad that she got that part. He was also glad that she focused on the numbers rather than the actual act. Once he had finished the rehearsed lecture, he felt less comfortable again. Besides, he was getting very sweaty. "I don't remember your planet being this humid?"

"Seasonal variation. When can I sample it?"

"What?" He was genuinely surprised.

"Well, I understood that it's a private matter and I'll have to adapt to that, but when would be convenient for you?"

"No, damnit! It wouldn't be convenient at any time! I'm not gonna... take it out and... I'm just not going to, and that's final."

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to suggest anything you don't like. No problem, I can ask someone else."

"NO NO NO! That's even worse!" McCoy stood up and made sweeping gestures with his hands. "You can't go around asking random crewmembers if you can lick their dick! Out of the question!" But she's going to do it. Once she longs to sample something she can be extremely persistent. Just look at how she keeps trying to reach Spock. "You just can't, promise me you won't."

Lily-Lee didn't make any promise, she just sat on the bed with crossed legs and a mischievous grin. She had noticed his reaction and knew she could use it for bartering. Resistance was futile.

"Fine, I'll do it. I'll let you sample." I can't believe I said that. How did I get myself into this? This is not why I came here. With a strange feeling of vertigo, as if he was about to jump off a cliff, McCoy unbuckled his belt.

"Hey now, don't faint! Sit down on my bed. Or even better, lay down on the pillow. There, feeling better? Was it the heat after all? Here, I'll turn it down a bit." A gush of fresh air entered the small room. McCoy was stretched out on the bed with his hands covering his face. Lily-Lee was on her knees down between his booted feet.

She reached for his zipper and pulled it down, and then she tugged at his trouser legs to get him naked where it mattered the most.

"Such long hair... and how soft it is." She leaned forward, put her nose in his navel and took a deep breath with all nostrils. Her hands were stroking his sides, and he could feel her nipples brush against his thighs. Nipples?

"Hey, wait a minute! When did you take off your dress?" He had kept his eyes closed under his palms. She was very clearly naked now. What am I doing? I should go now, right away. Let her get a lick on the skin and then GO!

Lily-Lee was softly sniffing in his pubic hair, making content humming sounds. Her head went down, and further down, to his balls. A slight touch with the tip of her tongue made them jump. Okay, that's it. She had a taste, now get up and gOOOOOOOHH OH GOD. She had his balls in her mouth and was moving her tongue around and around. His head was spinning as all his blood rushed elsewhere.

"That has got to be outside standard deviation."

"What? I don't... wahat?"

"That." She was indicating his erection. "Must be at least nineteen centimetres, that is outside standard deviation."

"Well, hrm, I'm a tall man, so it's only natural." Yes please, please, let's talk numbers and calm down. I can still salvage the situation. Let's talk numbers and then stop.

"Since you asked earlier, I'd estimate that is at least twice the length compared to what I'm used to. We don't use rulers or anything, but I can count fingerbreadths if I put my hands around it. See, here is one, two, three, and four." McCoy gasped. Oh, don't squeeze so tight, that's too good. "Five, six, seven, eight, and I'll have to use my first hand again for nine, ten, eleven, twelve and there is still room for more. What is that drop?"

"That's... preseminal fluid. From the bulbourethral glands." McCoy's voice was coarse. Oh god, I know what's next. Why am I not already leaving? Within himself, he could hear his own voice chiding him. Because this is what you wanted! Deep down this is just what you longed for. Stop trying to fool yourself that you came here with honourable intentions and accept that you have filthy desires. Is this what you like, huh? Look at those monkey canines! Look! He sat up and looked down at Lily-Lee's face. The canines were indeed showing, because her smile was wide, her lips parted, and her eyes shining.

She wanted that drop and she put her whole mouth around his penis to get it. McCoy groaned and fell back on the pillow. Lily-Lee was flattening her tongue against the hole and made large circles around and around. She had both hands grasping the shaft tight and allowed her saliva to dribble down and lubricate them. When she felt her grip getting wet enough she started to move her hands up and down, up and down. McCoy was groaning more but managed to make a sentence.

"Is the door locked?"

"I don't know, probably not."

"Oh, for Pete's sake. LOCK DOOR; MEDICAL OVERRIDE ONLY!" I can't believe this is happening. Oh god, that feels so good. Her lips are so strong, her tongue is so soft and... Jesus, she's got the balls again. And now the head. Such small hands, but a very strong grip. Ohh boy, pressure is starting to build up. Up. Up and down, up and down. God, I'm going to come. She's getting her sample all right.

"Lily-Lee, look out, I'm about to... oh yes... OH YES NOW!" He came with a violent tremble up his spine that left him feeling light-headed.