The BLTS Archive - Kirk/McCoy: Intermezzo: Necessary Precautions by Acidqueen (a.q@gmx.de) --- Disclaimer: Paramount/Viacom owns Star Trek, I own my brain. No infringement is intended, and no money is being made. Archive: My own website, ASCEM, all others ask, please. Acknowledgement: Thanks to Farfalla for beta'ing! All remaining errors are mine! Author's Note: Part of my K/Mc series. Sequel to 'Intermezzo -- An Evening in The Headquarters'. --- M'Ress sat on a bench in the empty arboretum and relaxed. She was off-duty and finally, happily, out of uniform. Lazily stretching her back she pawed her chest fur. Clothes were still something weird to her, but Starfleet regulation didn't allow any species to go "naked" on the bridge. Silly humanoids, she sighed inwardly. Her paw wandered deeper down. Between her legs, her genitalia became a light purple as she started massaging them. Her knees fell to the sides, allowing optimal entrance. Ah, she also missed the wonderful hours of leisurely masturbation that members of her species usually shared. Those long shifts of forced celibacy were even worse than the uniform. She purred as the heat rose in her. Her head tilted back, her other arm stretched out to the side, leaning on the back of the bench. Slightly extending her claws, she scratched along the by now dark purple, engorged labia that shone through the blond fur between her legs. Her body slipped deeper down the bench, her legs spreading even wider as she closed her eyes in expectance of the first orgasm. "Don't open your eyes," someone spoke softly into her ear. She jerked and almost opened them involuntarily when the male voice repeated insistently, "Don't open them. Or would you want to spoil the fun?" "Fun?" she murmured a little breathlessly, lids still shut. "Yeah. Just relax and enjoy." A hand caressed through her neck fur, massaging the skin beneath. It caused her to groan in pleasure. She surely knew the voice from somewhere, but actively pushed the thought away. Another necessary theme, though, could not be dropped. "Beware, it's dangerous to -" "Shhh, we're going to take care of everything," the voice said, and so she gave up her concerns for the moment. A piece of fabric was closed around her eyes, and then something closed around her left arm - it was a rope, tying her wrist effectively to the bench. She purred, shifting her head in the attempt to rub the resourceful man at her back. Her other arm was tied too, then finally the ankles. She happily leaned into the bondage, now fully relaxing. Something wet cooled her heated center, and she realized it was another human's tongue. Excited she shifted weight to encourage it to go deeper. It licked along the labia and pressed between them, parting the pulsing flesh. Fingernails scratched along the outer side and finally supported the tongue in its probing. Her love spots set on fire she writhed in the ties, her claws jumping to full extension. The hands in her neck stopped movement for a second, then resumed the caress. One traveled deeper and rubbed over her three left nubs, pulling at the middle one playfully. She groaned and pushed her pelvis against the human in front of her. The tongue pressed tightly against the love spots, rubbing them hard. Then teeth got hold on the spots, enfolding them tightly as they were deeply sucked into a cool mouth. Soon M'Ress whimpered in need, her arms and legs twitching desperately in the bonds. Her hands' claws scratched along the plastic bench with a whining sound; on the floor, the claws clicked frenetically on the stone floor like a tap dancer out of rhythm. She growled as she bucked up, trying to bite a lover's neck hard. Her thighs twitched spasmodically as fingernails buried themselves sharply into her labia. Beneath her, the bench squealed in protest as the rope at her left ankle was pulled to the max. The stimulation ceased for a flicker of a moment. Arching in desperation she pushed her pelvis against the tongue and fingers, pleading for more in her native language. The guttural growls filled the air, adding another layer of sound to the clicking claws and the clashing of her jaws that found no victim on their frantic snapping. Finally the touches returned - teeth set sharply into her flesh, drawing blood; fingers clawed her furry legs. With a roaring sound she climaxed, shooting her vaginal fluids out. Her body coiled as her limbs contracted in spasms. And with a pathetically little sound, all ropes went to pieces. Her jaws snapped once more, but only encountered empty air behind her. Finally she slipped down to the floor, totally spent. "Whoever you are - thank you," she purred weakly. "It was our pleasure, M'Ress," the man from behind her said and gave her a lick along her ear. "Indeed," another male voice said, stroking her furred thighs caressingly. "And it's going to stay a secret between us." "Of course," she chuckled. "I wouldn't want to share you with anyone anyway." The men chuckled, too. "We're going to leave now. Have a nice evening." Steps walked away, and when M'Ress removed the blindfold, the unknown visitors had left already. --- A very wet Jim Kirk heavily leaned on his friend when the turbolift closed behind them. "Good god, you saved my life in there, Bones! How did you know about that claw thing?" McCoy smirked. "I'm a doctor - knowing something like that is my business." The captain shook his head, laughing out loud. "Ah, wish I could save those words and replay them the next time you're telling me you're not a bricklayer." "But you can't." Blue eyes twinkled. "So what now?" McCoy asked. "Shall we call it a night?" "Are you crazy?" Kirk groaned in played desperation. "I'm so horny I could jump you right here. Isn't there any fucking place on this fucking ship where two men can have ten minutes of undisturbed fun?" The doctor tilted his head. "There's a locked storage room on level 25 for our most precious drugs. Very rarely used." Kirk grabbed the handle hard. "So what are we waiting for? Computer, level 25!" --- Some levels away two lovers pulled back from kissing. "Let's go somewhere," M'Benga said to his girlfriend. "And I just know the right place - a rarely used storage room of the Med Department..." --- The End