The BLTS Archive - Cat's Eye Cocktail
by Allison Kulp (cardassianfire@yahoo.com)

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Spoiler: very slight for the TAS episode Mudd's Passion

Disclaimer: Star Trek was not my idea in the first place, as
I wasn't even born then. Paramount gets to sell the official
toilet paper of Starfleet Academy, not me.

Archive: ASC, anyone else ask - I just like to track my
scribbles

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M'Ress dipped her long, red tongue again into her drink. In
one swallow, she drank half of the blue liquid. She set the
glass down on the bar and gazed somewhat unsteadily at
Uhura.

"I still don't see what you get out of it. Your romantic
life just seems so...dull."

"Dull? I beg your pardon, but humans are not dull." Uhura
struggled to sound a bit more sober than her companion. She
also made a mental note never to have Romulan fishbowl
margaritas again. "We have many kinds of pairings,
heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual..."

M'Ress waived her golden paw to get her attention. Her tail
was slowly flickering back and forth. "Not humans. You,
Nyota. Just thinking of you and that...boy, Chekov. Dull. On
my world, he definitely wouldn't be selected as a breeding
male. He's a fine officer, but if I have to hear one more
time about how Russia invented everything first, I'm
unsheathing my claws."

Uhura giggled at the image of the graceful Caitian leaping
over the bridge at Chekov's mention of viewscreens being a
Russian invention.

M'Ress also stifled a laugh, though it sounded like a
drunken purr.

"Nyota, you are too good to waste on a male like that. On my
world, men are for necessity, but women are for everything
else." Her amber eyes twinkled and she stroked the rim of
her glass slowly.

"Everything else?"

"It's easier that way. We artificially keep the male
population low; otherwise they tend to get out of hand.
They're great with children and protecting the family, but
really they can seem so primitive at times. The baser
instincts and all," she rumbled.

"Now, M'Ress, those baser instincts can be lots of fun."

"Hmmph. You've never seen our males during mating season.
Sweaty furry men, struggling with each other in the hot sun
for the honor of mating with one of our best poets."

Somehow, that didn`t sound too bad to Uhura. She thought for
a few seconds before responding. "I seem to remember when
you were interested in a rather furry human. Or are you
forgetting you and Scotty?"

She snorted. "That damn aphrodisiac of Mudd's! Well...he was
the furriest around and very good with... engineering. 
Chekov, he's got no man fur that I can see. Now, a woman's
smooth skin can feel very nice." She reached out and petted
Uhura's wrist. "It feels pleasantly cool against fur, and
the musky scent can be intoxicating. Have you ever tried a
Caitian partner?"

"Mmmm. Not yet, that is until tonight. I do enjoy new
experiences, and I do like sweet, purring, furry things.
Somehow, I think you'd be a better partner than a tribble."

M'Ress laughed and took her hand. She led her out of the
bar. "Oh, I'm better than that. As long as you don't say the
Russians invented lesbianism, we'll have a grand time
tonight."

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The End