The BLTS Archive - Just Passing Time
by vulcanprincess

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Summary: Scotty and Uhura meet in a bar on the eve of the First Mission and

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'Just Passing Time' was a seedy dive located in the part of Old San Francisco
that used to be called the Barbary Coast. The bar itself was built in the mid
21st Century and still contained the original furnishings dating back to that
time. It lay at the end of a long wharf and sported a blinking neon sign
announcing its presence. It was a favorite hangout for space travelers passing
through, most of which were crew personnel from supply, or ore ships plying their
trade routes through the sector.

As the Chief Engineer of the Enterprise entered the establishment, he quickly
scanned the occupants of the room. The crowd was fairly sparse for a weekend
night, but that is just what he wanted. He was not here seeking excitement. He
just needed some peace and quiet and time away from the Enterprise. He had
spent the better part of the last three weeks overseeing a complete overhaul of
the ship's engines. The Enterprise was now ready for inspection by her new
captain.

"Captain?" he snorted to himself. More likely an arrogant son of a bitch, from
what he had heard. James T. Kirk was his name and rumor had it had moved up quickly
through the ranks. He was reputed to be a hard nosed, no nonsense officer. "Better
watch your step, Scotty me boy," Lt. Kevin Riley had teased him. "From what I
have heard he runs a tight ship. You think Spock is a pain in the ass? Wait until
you get a load of this one!"

"Aye," Scotty growled softly under his breath. "A new captain is always an
unknown. It can go either way," he said to himself, not realizing he was
talking loud enough to be overheard.

"You got that right, bud," the bartender said, wiping down the counter next to
the engineer. "They come in and want to clean house, bring in their own senior
officers. Heads usually roll when there is a new captain. I knew a guy – a
department chief on a transport, got busted down to tech when the new management
moved in. Sad story."

"Aye, it certainly is," Scotty replied. "Give me a scotch!"

"One scotch coming up," the bartender said, laying down his cleaning rag and
reaching under the bar for a bottle of scotch.

"Make it a double," Scotty said miserably.

"Bad day, Scotty?" a soft melodic voice said.

Scotty turned around to see Lt. Uhura, the new communications officer standing
behind him.

"Ye can say that again," Scotty replied.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked, looking up at him through her long lashes.

"Now how could I say no to a pretty lass like you?" Scotty said, smiling
broadly at her

Uhura started to pull herself up to sit next to the engineer. "Let me give ya
hand, lass," he said, reaching out to assist her onto the stool.

"Why, thank you, kind sir," she replied, giving him a big smile.

"What would you like to drink?" the bartender asked.

"I will have one of whatever he is having," Uhura replied.

"I'm drinkin' scotch. It's pretty strong stuff for a wee lass like
yourself," Scotty grinned at her, taking his glass and swallowing down its
contents.

"I can handle it," Uhura replied, taking her own glass and downing it in one
gulp.

"Well now, you're a woman after my own heart, you are," he replied in
astonishment. "Don't just stand there, get the lady another," he ordered the
man behind the bar, who quickly moved to refill her glass

"Well," he said, raising his glass in a toast. "Here's looking at you, kid,"
he said.

"I think that's the first time I ever hear Bogart with a Scottish brogue," she
said, breaking out in a fit of giggles.

She had a beautiful laugh, he thought. "Now, what's a bonnie lass like you
doing in a place like this?" he said, continuing with another worn out opening
line.

"I was just walking by and saw the sign. I liked the name. I was feeling kind
of lonely tonight and wanted some company, so here I am," she said, shrugging
her shoulders.

"You know, lassie, the crowd here gets pretty rowdy. Tonight is a quiet
night. I wouldna suggest a young pretty lady like yourself come here in the
future unaccompanied," he warned her.

"Well in that case, it's good thing you're here," she said, eyeing him
seductively.

"Aye it is at that," he replied, looking into her soft brown eyes.

"So how did you come to find this place?" she asked curiously.

"I discovered this place when I was a wee lad aboard a transport freighter,"
he said, motioning for the bartender to bring him another drink.

"That sounds fascinating," she said, propping her elbows up on the bar and
cupping her hands in her chin. Her dark eyes looked deeply into his. "I would
love to hear about it."

"Well lassie, if you have the time to spare," he said, taking another sip of
his drink.

"I am not planning on going anywhere. I told you I wanted some company
tonight and you will do just fine," she said, reaching over to gently run her
hand down his arm.

He shivered slightly and blushed a deep red. "Well in that case," he said,
taking another drink. "As I said, I was a wee lad of seventeen when I left
Aberdeen and stowed away on a freighter bound for Alpha Centauri."

"You did not? Stowaway?" she laughed with that tinkling laugh of hers.

"It's the God's own truth," he said, raising his right hand. "They discovered
me hiding there halfway to their destination and by then it was too late to turn
back. I talked 'em in letting me stay on. Started out as apprentice to the
Chief Engineer, I did. He taught me my trade. I pulled myself up through the
ranks. And when he left to take command of his own ship, I got promoted to his
position."

"Well no wonder you're considered the best engineer in the fleet," she said,
batting her eyelashes at him.

"Now where did ya hear that, lass?" Scotty said, feigning modesty.

"Everyone says so. 'If Scotty can't fix it and do it in under 15 minutes it
can't be fixed'," she quoted.

"Well," he said, grinning sheepishly at her. "I hope I can live up to that
reputation."

"I have no doubt you will, Scotty," she said. "I have every confidence in your
abilities."

"Thank ya, lass. Would you like another drink?"

"Yes, but not here," she said, absently tracing patterns on his hand with her
fingernail.

Scotty felt a tingle start in his arm and move with warp speed down to his
groin. "Where did you have in mind now?" he asked, trying without total success
to keep his voice even.

"I have a room reserved near here with a bottle of brandy by the bed," she
said, giving him a wide-eyed look.

"In that case, lass, lead on," he said eagerly, throwing a handful of credits
onto the bar to pay their tab. Turning around he saw that his companion was
already half away to the door. As he watched, a group of men entered, eyeing
her hungrily, their leering glances leaving no doubt as to their intentions.

Scotty hurried to catch up with her. He was still several feet away when he
heard her whisper menacingly, "You want something, Mister?"

The man who looked to be the leader of the group, staggered drunkenly around
her appraising her up and down. Scotty quickly closed the distance between
himself and Uhura.

"The lady is mine," he said, facing the taller man down.

"Oh she is, is she?" he snarled. "Why don't we ask her what she has to say
about that? You want Tommy to stick his big old cock up your cunt, honey,"
he said, his breath smelling like alcohol.

"Now that's no way to talk to a lady," she said, her eyes flashing. She moved
quickly, planting her fist into his groin. He doubled over in pain. One of the
other men made a grab for her only to meet the same fate. The third man lunged
at Scotty, knocking him backward. He grabbed the man by the collar and rolled
him over on the floor, trying to hold the struggling man down. The man twisted
and writhed in his grasp. Scotty was beginning to regret having drunk as much
as he had.

He looked up once to see that the other two had Uhura sandwiched in between
them. One was holding her hands firmly behind her back while the other one
roughly kissed her. She kicked out at him, succeeding in hitting his kneecap.
He went down hard on the floor, cussing. "You want to play that way, you little
bitch," he yelled at her. "You wait until I get my hands on you. I'm gonna
fuck the living shit out of you."

"I don't think so, Mister! Not tonight!" she said, kicking him in the face
with her high-heeled shoe.

The man under Scotty struggled out of his grasp. Grabbing his friend by the
arm, he pulled him to his feet and headed toward the exit with the other man
following close behind.

"Some hero I am," Scotty said, brushing himself off.

"It looked to me like you had your hands full," she said, seeking to comfort
him.

"That I did, lass. But you... you were quite an opponent back there. Where did
ya learn to fight like that?'

"Oh," she said, raising an eyebrow at him, "They got off easy. If that hadn't
worked I had a few more nasty tricks up my sleeve."

"Remind me not to get on the wrong side of ya," he said, grinning over at her.

"That's what I like," she said, standing on her tiptoes to smooth his hair
back into place. "A man who knows his limits. Now come on, we have a bottle of
brandy waiting on us."\

Placing her hand in the crook of his elbow, she led him in the direction of
her hotel room.

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As soon as they reached the door to her room, she quickly keyed in the code
and pulled the engineer inside. Shutting the door firmly behind them, she stood
for a moment, her back to the door, her eyes roaming lustfully over his body.
She was more than just lonely tonight; she was downright horny. She had made
her way down to the wharf tonight looking for someone to ease the growing need
in her body. And Scotty was the one she had chosen to perform that duty.

"So where's that brandy ya promised me," Scotty said, looking around the room,
unaware of her intense stare.

"Forget the brandy," she said, a slight huskiness in her voice. "Take off
your clothes."

Scotty turned and looked at her in surprise. "Lassie, don't ya think we ought
to take this a bit slower," the engineer began.

"If you don't want a taste of what those men back in the bar got, I would
suggest you cooperate fully with me," she threatened seductively. "I plan to
have my way with you tonight."

"Now Lieutenant," he sputtered, his heart pounding loudly in his chest.

"Tonight it's not Lieutenant, it's Nyota," she corrected him, sashaying
provocatively toward him. Reaching up, she pulled the tie securing the top of
her dress around her neck, resulting in the bodice falling down to her hips. As
she walked toward him, the intensity of her gaze took his breath away. He was
unable to take his eyes off her near naked form as she glided toward him like
some mythological nymph, the dim light of the room accentuating that image. He
watched in fascination as her undulating movements caused the filmy material of
her dress to slide slowly, almost seductively, down the curves of her body to
puddle at her ankles. With one swift movement she stepped out of it and kicked
it out of the way, not missing a beat as she continued to approach him. When
she got within inches of him, she reached up to wrap her arms tightly around his
neck, pulling his lips down to hers. He felt her tongue probing against his
lips, seeking entrance.

"Nyota, I really think we outta . .." he said, pulling back slightly from her
in one last feeble attempt to stop what was for both of them quickly becoming
inevitable. This was moving way too fast for him. If he didn't put a damper on
it now, he would be lost. With a strength he never would have believed the tiny
communication officer could possess, she grabbed hold of his neck and pulled his
lips back down to meet hers. She then slid her tongue into his mouth,
intertwining it with his. He could feel her breath coming in gasps as she clung
desperately to him, her fingers clutching and pulling at the hair on the back of
his head. One hand moved down to cup his genitals in her hand. He felt the
room spinning around him and wished fervently that he had not had so much to
drink. Things were quickly moving outside the realm of his ability to control.
Hell, they had been out of his control since he entered this room with her. He
made one more half hearted attempt to gently push her away.

Ignoring his protests, she reached for the hem of his uniform shirt and pulled
on it, ripping it unceremoniously off of him. Having divested him of his shirt,
she reached for the fastening of his pants. He reached out to gently grab her
wrist.

Take it easy, lass." he argued. "Give a man a chance. We have all night," he
said, his eyes wide with shock. He had to admit however that he found it
strangely exciting to have a woman reacting this way to him.

Twisting out of his grip, she reached again for the waistband of his trousers,
her fingers tugging impatiently on the seal. After several tries, she finally
managed to unfasten them and slip her hand inside the opening. Scotty felt his
heart pounding loudly in his ears as she began to rub his penis through the thin
fabric of his underwear. Spurred on by the rapidly growing bulge in his crotch,
she reached for the elastic waistband to his briefs. With one swift movement,
she succeeded in pulling them down to his ankles, leaving him wondering how she
had managed to perform that maneuver so quickly. Kicking off her shoes, she
dropped to her knees, taking his engorged organ into her mouth and running her
tongue up and down the underside of it.

"Ah, lassie," Scotty moaned. "You have a way of ending an argument that is
for sure. I am yours to do with as ya will." Taking hold of her hair, he
pulled her closer against his body, forcing his swollen cock further down her
throat. Flames of fire shot through his body as she licked and sucked on him,
her tongue working its way up and down his shaft. Withdrawing her mouth, she
reached to take his penis in her hand, gently massaging it while she sucked
first one testicle, then the other into her mouth.

"Nyota," he groaned loudly as he began to make slow thrusting movements
against her cheek. Rising to her feet, she walked him backwards toward the bed,
her eyes lit from within by seductive flames. He felt himself being pushed
backward onto the soft mattress and a moment later felt the slight weight of her
body on his as she straddled atop him, trapping his penis between her moist
inner lips. Reaching up, he grasped her breasts firmly in his hands, kneading
them gently. Inclining downward, she pressed a hardened nipple against his lips.
He took it within his mouth, sucking fervently on it.

"Oh, yes," she cried, her hips grinding against his. She felt his penis slide
across her clitoris, sending violent shivers throughout her body. Increasing the
intensity of her rocking motion, she closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of
of his genitals rubbing up against hers. She felt the beginnings of an orgasm
rising up in her body. Pulling herself up slightly, she grabbed hold of his penis
and positioned the head against her opening. Then, forcefully, she impaled herself
on it, taking its full length into herself with one motion.

Scotty felt like the air was sucked out of his lungs as she began to ride him.
Her vaginal muscles rippled in spasms down his shaft, holding him tightly within
her inner walls. He felt the fire that was raging in his groin explode into a
full-blown warp core breach. Gripping her firmly, he rolled her over onto her
back and began forcefully pounding into her warm, moist depths. He felt her
nails sink into the flesh covering his shoulder blades and rake down his back.
He was vaguely aware of the warm of trickle of blood down his back. This one
liked to play rough, she did, he grinned to himself.

Picking up the pace of his thrusting, he felt the pressure growing inside
his body. He would not be able to hold himself back much longer. Then just as
he thought he was about to lose control, he felt her walls contract against him
as her body was racked in the throes of an orgasm. As she cried out his name,
he felt blackness over take him and he too cascaded over the abyss into total
euphoria. He had the momentary sensation of drowning within her. With an effort,
he pulled his upper body up off hers, and pushed his shaft deeper inside her.
He felt her buck up against him, imbedding him still further within her. Unable
to hold back any longer, he began to unleash his pent up stream of seed within
her, filling her and overflowing onto the sheets beneath them.

He looked down to see a look of complete relaxation on her face as she weakly
smiled up at him. "You don't know how much I needed that," she breathed, still
trying to catch her breath.

"I was glad to be of service to ya, lass" he teased, leaning down to kiss her
gently on the lips. Rolling off of her, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling
her close to his body in a spoon position. They lay still for several minutes
while their breathing and heartbeats slowed and returned to normal.

She had almost drifted off into a satiated sleep when she felt a hardness
pressed up against her back and soft lips on her neck and shoulders. Uh," she
murmured, somewhat sleepily. "That feels good." Calloused hands began to
caress her breasts, causing her nipples to harden. "Um," she whispered again.
The protrusion pressing into her back was increasing in size. She felt the
hardness slip between her thighs, sandwiching itself between them and pushing up
against her wet opening. Pushing backward, she felt the head of his penis enter
her again and begin to slip in and out of her opening. She gasped as he hit the
nerve bundle within her, causing her to emit her own ejaculate.

She bit down on her lower lip as he rolled over on her stomach, rising up on
his knees and pulling her backside high into the air. She felt his finger play
at the entrance to her anus as he continued to plunge with her. Gathering some
moisture from their earlier activity, he lubricated his finger and pressed it
inside her anal opening. She gasped, pushing forcefully against him as he slid
a second finger inside her. She felt his penis withdraw from her vaginal
opening and press up against her anus. She drew in a deep breath, as the head of
his cock eased slowly into her, causing delicious pain as it moved past her
sphincter muscle. She wiggled and squirmed against him, her body quickly
building up to the point of super-nova. As the chain reaction in her own body
began, she felt him implode within her, bathing her intestinal walls with hot
liquid. She felt his strong hands holding tightly to her buttocks with bruising
force as his penis quivered spasmodically, delivering the last drops of his seed
within her, then sliding out limply, leaving a wet trail down her the crack of
her ass.

She remained in position for a few seconds, the bed sheets tightly clenched in
her fists. She became aware of the sensation of teeth grazing her buttocks.
They lingered there, nipping at her, first softly and then with increasing
fervor. The nibbles began to travel up her spine, ending at the base of her
skull. She felt his soft tongue probing at her hairline. Arching her body, she
rolled over and took his face in her and kissed him deeply. She felt his body
begin to respond again. This was going to be some night, she thought!

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The next morning, she awoke to find that the sun had already come up and was
streaming through the windows of the room. She looked over to see Scotty still
sleeping, his hair tousled and the brandy bottle clutched tightly in his arms.
She smiled to herself at the memory of the previous night's activities. She
would never have guessed he had had it in him. He had gotten off to a slow start,
but once she got his engine primed, he was had taken off at warp speed.

He opened his eyes to see her staring down at him. Pushing the brandy away
absently, he smiled up at her. "Did it really happen or did I just dream you
took me to heaven?"

"Oh, it happened, Scotty," she said, reaching down to trace his lips with her
fingertip.

"Aye, lass, I have not felt this relaxed in a long time. I think I may even
be up to facing the new Captain."

"Oh I think he will be okay, Scotty. We just have to break him in right," she
replied, her fingernail moving down his chest to stop where the bed sheet
covered his lowered abdomen.

"From what I heard we have our work cut out for us with this one – a real
cowboy, they say," Scotty replied, frowning slightly.

"Ship's captains are usually that way at the beginning. He will mellow out.
They always do," she said, slipping her hand under the sheet.

"I certainly hope so. If not, I may find myself in need of your services
again," he said, smiling broadly at her as she found the object of her search
and began to massage it to life.

"Captain or no captain, you have a permanent invitation, Scotty. Anytime you
need me, my door is open," she whispered, giving him her best seductive smile.

"In that case, I intend to take you up on that offer quite frequently", he
replied, rolling her over onto her back. " And I believe I owe you something
for last night."

"Owe me? And exactly how do you intend to repay me?" she asked, looking up at
him through her long lashes.

"Well I plan to start with this," he said, pushing her legs widely apart.
Slipping two fingers inside her, he began thrusting inside her, while rubbing
her nerve center with his thumb, bringing her quickly to arousal.

"Oh," she moaned, "yes, like that. Oh yes, do that again. ."

"I will, but this time I'll do it with my hands behind my back," he joked,
sliding his head down to rest between her thighs. As he began to lick and probe
her with his tongue, she lost all sense of time.

It was well past noon when they came up for air. She realized with a start
that they would have to hurry if they were going to make it back to the ship on
time. Mr. Spock would have their hide if they were late to the new captain's
welcome briefing.

Jumping out of bed, Uhura quickly packed her things while Scotty showered.
Reaching over she picked up the empty brandy bottle. She was about to throw it
into the trash receptacle when she had second thoughts. It would make a nice
souvenir, she thought. She looked up to see that Scotty had emerged from the
shower and was standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped low around his hips.
Her heart began to beat faster at the sight of him. 'Watch it, girl,' she
thought, 'this was just a friendly little fuck between friends.'

He grabbed at her as she hurried past on her way in to clean up. "I was
thinking in the shower," he began, not quite sure how to say what he needed to
say. "Lassie, I don't want you to get the wrong idea about what happened
between us last night," he said, looking into her eyes. "I don't want to lead
you on, I-" he began. Apparently he was having the same thoughts.

"Don't worry, Scotty. I am not one of those women who hang all over men. I
am not sure I am ready to settle down with just one right now anyway. We were
just two friends passing time together."

"Aye, just passing time," he replied, smiling gently at her as she turned and
headed into the bathroom.

As he watched her go, he thought to himself that he really was a bad liar and
a coward. He was just not ready to admit the truth. The lady had stolen his
heart last night and he was not sure he wanted it back.

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The End