The BLTS Archive - Khan Scribble
by Allison Kulp (cardassianfire@yahoo.com)

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Disclaimer: Paramount/Viacom owns Star Trek and the characters. It's
fun to let everyone out of their restraints for a while, then put them
back in their fuzzy pink handcuffs after we`re done with them. Also,
my memory's bad and I have to rely on SciFi's butchered Trek  :( , so
if everything  doesn't jibe with what really went on in the episode,
sorry. First time trying Kirk's voice, so if it sounds funky, it's all
my fault.

Archive:  ASCEM if they want it, anyone else ask

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Captain's Log, Personal

I understand now how truly primitive humans were in Khan's time. As
Spock can testify, I can definitely appreciate a powerful man and a
challenge. I told him that if anyone could charm Khan right into his
quarters, it would have to be me. I kept going on about how Khan and I
would spend the evening. I mean, Khan is pretty much the ultimate top
and my t'hy'la and I do have an open partnership.  Spock gave me one
of his smirks, and we entered the dinner reception.

I could just imagine how Khan and I would spend the evening.  That is,
until he actually opened his mouth. Spock somehow brought up the topic
of how Khan's crew viewed what was considered alternate lifestyles in
his time. I suppose, looking back on it, I should have thought,
fascist in politics, fascist in the bedroom.

Not only did he go on about how man was created to dominate women and
the universe, but about how he treated those sexual deviants, as he
put it, in his time.

I gave Spock a quick kick under the table, and somehow we got onto
another topic. I had to put up with both McGivers' adoring looks to
this bastard and Spock's smug expression the rest of the evening.

In the morning, I'm thinking of putting a request to transfer
McGivers. But tonight, I'm going to find some way to pay back Spock,
just to remind him of who's in charge. And we can try out some of
those things I told him about -after all,  bottoming is fun, but
sometimes tops do need to be put in their place too, especially by an
emotional human like myself.

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The End