Last Minute Practice *NC-17* Pike/Sulu
Title: Last Minute Practice
Author: acquiescence_
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Pike/Sulu
Word count: 2,263
Disclaimer: Sadly not mine
Summary: Pike is inspecting his ship before her first launch, and he happens upon Lieutenant Sulu, mostly pwp
Author's notes: Written for kaellite, she has been poking me for a while to write this pairing and to get it done. And it seems I have finally done it. This is my first foray into the new Star Trek universe, so yeah. Also unbeta'd so forgive my blatant tendency to change tenses and such without warning.
She'd just been finished; Christopher Pike was slowly walking through the halls of the Enterprise, his ship. Soon she'd get her proper send off and it'd be the start of her first five year mission. He was eager to take her out, to see what the years of designing and building had actually wrought.
Pike walked through his ship, where it sat in the dry docks waiting for her launch. He went through the crews sleeping halls, the mess, the medical bay, the engine rooms, and the bridge. He paused on the bridge, taking the time to sit in the captain's chair - His chair. He let his palms press against the arms of the chair feeling the cool metal beneath his fingertips and sighed, this really was the best ship he'd ever had the opportunity to captain - it had taken years of putting up with Starfleet political bullshit to get to this point, but now sitting here it was completely worth it.
He made his way from the bridge down to the transport room only to find a lieutenant there - he was going over the ships flight control program. Pike grinned at the man's back seeing what was on the screen in front of him.
"Getting in a little last minute practice?"
The young man started nearly falling from his seat before he was up and on his feet. "Captain, Sir, I -I know I shouldn't be here, I was just … just going over things one more time."
"Didn't I assign McKennah to the helmsman position?" Pike asked, still grinning at his young crew member's flustered response.
"Um yes, yes he is, I mean you did, I was just, you know, trying to make sure I understood everything as well, just in case."
"Just in case."
"Yes, you never know when something might come up which would make him unable to report."
"Are you expecting him not to report, lieutenant?"
"No Sir, of course not, I just wanted to be prepared."
Pike smirked but nodded, moving to sit at the consol beside the one the lieutenant had just vacated. "Well then I think you'd better carry on then."
"Yes, Sir."
"What's your name lieutenant?"
"Sulu, Hikaru Sulu."
Pike nodded at that and turned to the other consol while Sulu continued going over the flight list procedures as he had been. While Sulu seemed to be concentrating on his screen, Pike pulled up the lieutenant's file reading through his history at the Star Fleet Academy as well as his practical experience. He liked to get a little information about all those who were going to be a part of his crew; he'd already started going through the crew personnel files but he hadn't made it to this one just yet..
He smirked when he read that Sulu had experience in hand to hand combat with a focus on fencing.
"You fence?" Pike asked amusement plain in his voice as he turned to face Sulu.
"Yes, Sir."
"How do you like that?"
"It's been very challenging and rewarding, Sir."
"You know you're not officially one of my crew members yet, you don't have to keep calling me Sir." It was amusing to hear the young man continually calling him Sir, but Pike certainly didn't need the extra pomp for any particular reason.
Sulu didn't respond to that, probably trying to gauge if he was being serious or not - Pike just grinned, he remembered a time when he used to be convinced that anything a superior told him was some sort of test.
"Are you always this by the book, lieutenant?"
"That's what we're trained for S-" He catches himself.
"But you don't ever relax?"
"Relax?"
"You know, take it easy? Shoot the breeze, let loose?"
"I relax, Sir."
"I'm sure you do."
Sulu frowned at him, but Pike just grinned. The two of them continued talking on and off in between glances at the consoles.
If he was asked later how they went from talking about Sulu's reasons for studying fencing and then for joining Starfleet to leaning against his forgotten consol with Sulu on his knees in front of him, he wouldn't have been able to remember the tipping point.
Though at the moment he wasn't the least bit concerned with how they had ended up like this, or how he would explain it later, all he cared about was the young man on his knees between his legs. His fingers were wound tight through dark hair, gripping, pulling, tugging. Sulu had his hands behind his back, clasped together, in an amazing display of discipline, despite the way Pike was pulling him down on his cock again and again, fucking that hot wet mouth with more force than he knew was comfortable, but the thought - the sight - of Sulu, eyes red, throat sore, lips swollen from the abuse - it was far too appealing to just stop, or even slow down.
"I wonder if this is something they're teaching in the Academy these days." He mused, his voice even despite the strain obvious in his neck and his labored breathing as he thrust his hips forward while pulling Sulu down on him once again. "I'm sure you'd receive top marks, Lieutenant."
And despite the way his lips were stretched wide, eyes bright with tears from the almost painful way Pike pulled at his hair, Sulu managed a glare at that comment. He wasn't just some first year cadet, eager for a promotion, dropping to his knees for any commanding officer that came along. Pike liked that, liked the fire he saw in Hikaru's eyes, and it made him thrust faster into that warm wet mouth.
Pike knew if he kept this up, kept thrusting himself into that perfect mouth, he wouldn't last much longer - and he had plans for Hikaru Sulu, there was so much more he wanted to do with this young man. He pulled Sulu down once more, holding him down on his length for a time, before he let him up for air again.
He'd hardly let Sulu catch his breath before he was practically snapping at him, "On your feet, Lieutenant."
Sulu was still dragging in deep lungfuls of air when Pike ordered him up, and he considered just glaring at him, though one glance at Pike's hand which looked ready to reach out at any second and drag him to his feet whether he wanted to or not was enough to get him up
Pike didn't waist time with pleasantries once Sulu was on his feet, instead he spun the young man around and bent him over pressing a hand against his back until Sulu was bracing himself against the consol he'd been sitting at earlier, bent at the waist. "Very nice." Pike murmured, eyes roaming over the body in frontof him before he set to work removing his trousers, jerking the material down until his pants and boxers were bunched up around his knees.
He let himself touch Sulu slowly, testing out the other man's feelings on the whole situation, moving carefully. And when Sulu didn't jerk away, didn't complain, Pike's motions became more sure, grasping his hip.
"Going to fill you up, Lieutenant." He breathed against Sulu's neck, biting down as he pressed a finger into the other man. He was tight, and Pike thrust his finger forward working it in and out curling it inside him, before he added a second finger.
It wasn't until he had three fingers working in and out of Sulu, one arm wrapped around his chest as he thrust his fingers in and out again and again that Pike felt like he was prepared for him. There wasn't much teasing, just the rough sound of Sulu breathing and Pike's complete focus on preparing the man in front of him. "Ready for me now." It was more of a statement than a question though, as Pike pulled his fingers free.
His cock was wet, leaking, as he grabbed hold of himself with one hand the other on Sulu's hip gripping tight as he lined himself up. The head pressing insistently against the other man. Groaning when Sulu reached down and fisted his own cock, Pike pressed himself forward, slowly giving Sulu time to adjust.
"Do it already." He swore.
"Demanding thing, aren't you?" Pike smirked, and rather than wait for a reply he snapped his hips forward, driving himself into Sulu completely in one motion. His head spins for a moment at the sensation, "So tight." He growled gripping his hips tight enough to bruise.
"Fuck me already." Sulu punctuated his demand with a roll of his hips.
"All in good time, Lieutenant." Pike chuckled, pulling back slowly before slamming forward again, not giving Sulu a chance to press him again. And from there it's constant, deep, and fast, pressing the lieutenant into the consol with each thrust.
"Oh fuck." Sulu gasped, knuckles white where he gripped at the consol doing his best to keep himself on his feet, pressing back against each thrust.
"You like that don't you?" Pike breathed against his neck, each word punctuated by a thrust of his hips. "Like the way I fill you, don't you? So fucking tight."
"Talk too much."
"It's part of my charm."
"Shut up and fuck me." Sulu tightened himself around Pike, almost in challenge. Pike liked the way Sulu pushed at him, didn't just take what he gave him, it wouldn't have been worth it if he had. He smirked against his neck biting down, as his hips surged forward until he was flush against the other man.
He wasn't going to last long, he'd known that before he thrust into the Lieutenant for the first time - but stars he wanted this to last, he wanted to fuck Sulu until he knew that the young man would be feeling him for days, until he was begging him to fill him, until he fell apart.
There were going to be marks for days where he'd been gripping Sulu's hips, and stars he loved that. Loved knowing there would be a physical reminder of this. "Fuck, come lieutenant." He hissed tightening his grip and thrusting harder, changing the angle just right until he had Sulu keening with each thrust.
In the end, all it took to have him gasping and surging forward one last time was the feeling of Sulu tightening around him as he fell apart. He swore he saw stars as he clenched his eyes closed, filling that tight wet heat.
Again he wouldn't be able to tell anyone what exactly happened after that, but they were both dressed again, and the messed was cleaned. Pike smoothed a hand down his shirt doing his best to even out the wrinkles though no amount of smoothing would help, he was just glad there wasn't a wet spot on the front of his pants.
"Keep up the good work, Lieutenant." He said clearing his throat. "Be sure to get a bit more practice in before the christening." He teased with a small smirk, light shining in his eyes as he teased before he was leaving, off to make sure the rest of his ship was still in working order and to change before any one saw him and started asking questions.
"Ladies and Gentleman the maiden voyage of our newest flagship deserves more pomp and circumstance than we can afford right today. Christening will just have to be our reward for a safe return. Carry on." This wasn't how he was supposed to take his ship out, but that couldn't be helped. The distress signal from Vulcan couldn't wait for a proper christening. "All decks this is Captain Pike, prepare for immediate departure. Helm thrusters."
"Moorings retracted, Captain, Dock control reports ready. Thrusters fired, separating from space dock." It didn't take long for his pilot to complete the command and report back. "The fleet's cleared space dock, captain. All ships ready for warp." Pike nodded, ready to get this over with
"Set in a course to Vulcan."
"Aye Aye Captain course laid in."
"Maxium warp, punch it." It was time to see what his girl could do.
He could feel the whirl of the engine turbines deep within the belly of the ship as they prepared for warp, in a moment they should be traveling through space. Any minute now. The whirling slowed to a stop, and it was only then that Pike noticed his pilot wasn't the man he had assigned to the position.
"Lieutenant, where is Helmsman Mckennah?
"He has lungworms, Sir, he couldn't report to his post. I am Hikaru Sulu." That familiar face spun around to give him a tentative smile. Pike felt a curl of want knot up in his stomach as he looked at the other man.
"And you are a pilot, right?" It seemed he might have distracted the Lieutenant at an inopportune time during their first meeting.
"Very much Sir, I'm not sure what's wrong."
"Is the parking break on?" He couldn't help the teasing smirk, they would figure this out. He wouldn't have had Sulu assigned to his ship if he wasn't capable.
"Ah no… I'll figure it out I'm just a-"
"Have you disengaged the external initial dampener?" Spock interrupted from his station across the bridge.
Pike could almost see the look on Sulu's face when he realized his mistake. It only took him a moment to set things to right.
"Ready for warp, Sir."
"Let's punch it." Perhaps there would be another sort of christening upon their return.
Author: acquiescence_
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Pike/Sulu
Word count: 2,263
Disclaimer: Sadly not mine
Summary: Pike is inspecting his ship before her first launch, and he happens upon Lieutenant Sulu, mostly pwp
Author's notes: Written for kaellite, she has been poking me for a while to write this pairing and to get it done. And it seems I have finally done it. This is my first foray into the new Star Trek universe, so yeah. Also unbeta'd so forgive my blatant tendency to change tenses and such without warning.
She'd just been finished; Christopher Pike was slowly walking through the halls of the Enterprise, his ship. Soon she'd get her proper send off and it'd be the start of her first five year mission. He was eager to take her out, to see what the years of designing and building had actually wrought.
Pike walked through his ship, where it sat in the dry docks waiting for her launch. He went through the crews sleeping halls, the mess, the medical bay, the engine rooms, and the bridge. He paused on the bridge, taking the time to sit in the captain's chair - His chair. He let his palms press against the arms of the chair feeling the cool metal beneath his fingertips and sighed, this really was the best ship he'd ever had the opportunity to captain - it had taken years of putting up with Starfleet political bullshit to get to this point, but now sitting here it was completely worth it.
He made his way from the bridge down to the transport room only to find a lieutenant there - he was going over the ships flight control program. Pike grinned at the man's back seeing what was on the screen in front of him.
"Getting in a little last minute practice?"
The young man started nearly falling from his seat before he was up and on his feet. "Captain, Sir, I -I know I shouldn't be here, I was just … just going over things one more time."
"Didn't I assign McKennah to the helmsman position?" Pike asked, still grinning at his young crew member's flustered response.
"Um yes, yes he is, I mean you did, I was just, you know, trying to make sure I understood everything as well, just in case."
"Just in case."
"Yes, you never know when something might come up which would make him unable to report."
"Are you expecting him not to report, lieutenant?"
"No Sir, of course not, I just wanted to be prepared."
Pike smirked but nodded, moving to sit at the consol beside the one the lieutenant had just vacated. "Well then I think you'd better carry on then."
"Yes, Sir."
"What's your name lieutenant?"
"Sulu, Hikaru Sulu."
Pike nodded at that and turned to the other consol while Sulu continued going over the flight list procedures as he had been. While Sulu seemed to be concentrating on his screen, Pike pulled up the lieutenant's file reading through his history at the Star Fleet Academy as well as his practical experience. He liked to get a little information about all those who were going to be a part of his crew; he'd already started going through the crew personnel files but he hadn't made it to this one just yet..
He smirked when he read that Sulu had experience in hand to hand combat with a focus on fencing.
"You fence?" Pike asked amusement plain in his voice as he turned to face Sulu.
"Yes, Sir."
"How do you like that?"
"It's been very challenging and rewarding, Sir."
"You know you're not officially one of my crew members yet, you don't have to keep calling me Sir." It was amusing to hear the young man continually calling him Sir, but Pike certainly didn't need the extra pomp for any particular reason.
Sulu didn't respond to that, probably trying to gauge if he was being serious or not - Pike just grinned, he remembered a time when he used to be convinced that anything a superior told him was some sort of test.
"Are you always this by the book, lieutenant?"
"That's what we're trained for S-" He catches himself.
"But you don't ever relax?"
"Relax?"
"You know, take it easy? Shoot the breeze, let loose?"
"I relax, Sir."
"I'm sure you do."
Sulu frowned at him, but Pike just grinned. The two of them continued talking on and off in between glances at the consoles.
If he was asked later how they went from talking about Sulu's reasons for studying fencing and then for joining Starfleet to leaning against his forgotten consol with Sulu on his knees in front of him, he wouldn't have been able to remember the tipping point.
Though at the moment he wasn't the least bit concerned with how they had ended up like this, or how he would explain it later, all he cared about was the young man on his knees between his legs. His fingers were wound tight through dark hair, gripping, pulling, tugging. Sulu had his hands behind his back, clasped together, in an amazing display of discipline, despite the way Pike was pulling him down on his cock again and again, fucking that hot wet mouth with more force than he knew was comfortable, but the thought - the sight - of Sulu, eyes red, throat sore, lips swollen from the abuse - it was far too appealing to just stop, or even slow down.
"I wonder if this is something they're teaching in the Academy these days." He mused, his voice even despite the strain obvious in his neck and his labored breathing as he thrust his hips forward while pulling Sulu down on him once again. "I'm sure you'd receive top marks, Lieutenant."
And despite the way his lips were stretched wide, eyes bright with tears from the almost painful way Pike pulled at his hair, Sulu managed a glare at that comment. He wasn't just some first year cadet, eager for a promotion, dropping to his knees for any commanding officer that came along. Pike liked that, liked the fire he saw in Hikaru's eyes, and it made him thrust faster into that warm wet mouth.
Pike knew if he kept this up, kept thrusting himself into that perfect mouth, he wouldn't last much longer - and he had plans for Hikaru Sulu, there was so much more he wanted to do with this young man. He pulled Sulu down once more, holding him down on his length for a time, before he let him up for air again.
He'd hardly let Sulu catch his breath before he was practically snapping at him, "On your feet, Lieutenant."
Sulu was still dragging in deep lungfuls of air when Pike ordered him up, and he considered just glaring at him, though one glance at Pike's hand which looked ready to reach out at any second and drag him to his feet whether he wanted to or not was enough to get him up
Pike didn't waist time with pleasantries once Sulu was on his feet, instead he spun the young man around and bent him over pressing a hand against his back until Sulu was bracing himself against the consol he'd been sitting at earlier, bent at the waist. "Very nice." Pike murmured, eyes roaming over the body in frontof him before he set to work removing his trousers, jerking the material down until his pants and boxers were bunched up around his knees.
He let himself touch Sulu slowly, testing out the other man's feelings on the whole situation, moving carefully. And when Sulu didn't jerk away, didn't complain, Pike's motions became more sure, grasping his hip.
"Going to fill you up, Lieutenant." He breathed against Sulu's neck, biting down as he pressed a finger into the other man. He was tight, and Pike thrust his finger forward working it in and out curling it inside him, before he added a second finger.
It wasn't until he had three fingers working in and out of Sulu, one arm wrapped around his chest as he thrust his fingers in and out again and again that Pike felt like he was prepared for him. There wasn't much teasing, just the rough sound of Sulu breathing and Pike's complete focus on preparing the man in front of him. "Ready for me now." It was more of a statement than a question though, as Pike pulled his fingers free.
His cock was wet, leaking, as he grabbed hold of himself with one hand the other on Sulu's hip gripping tight as he lined himself up. The head pressing insistently against the other man. Groaning when Sulu reached down and fisted his own cock, Pike pressed himself forward, slowly giving Sulu time to adjust.
"Do it already." He swore.
"Demanding thing, aren't you?" Pike smirked, and rather than wait for a reply he snapped his hips forward, driving himself into Sulu completely in one motion. His head spins for a moment at the sensation, "So tight." He growled gripping his hips tight enough to bruise.
"Fuck me already." Sulu punctuated his demand with a roll of his hips.
"All in good time, Lieutenant." Pike chuckled, pulling back slowly before slamming forward again, not giving Sulu a chance to press him again. And from there it's constant, deep, and fast, pressing the lieutenant into the consol with each thrust.
"Oh fuck." Sulu gasped, knuckles white where he gripped at the consol doing his best to keep himself on his feet, pressing back against each thrust.
"You like that don't you?" Pike breathed against his neck, each word punctuated by a thrust of his hips. "Like the way I fill you, don't you? So fucking tight."
"Talk too much."
"It's part of my charm."
"Shut up and fuck me." Sulu tightened himself around Pike, almost in challenge. Pike liked the way Sulu pushed at him, didn't just take what he gave him, it wouldn't have been worth it if he had. He smirked against his neck biting down, as his hips surged forward until he was flush against the other man.
He wasn't going to last long, he'd known that before he thrust into the Lieutenant for the first time - but stars he wanted this to last, he wanted to fuck Sulu until he knew that the young man would be feeling him for days, until he was begging him to fill him, until he fell apart.
There were going to be marks for days where he'd been gripping Sulu's hips, and stars he loved that. Loved knowing there would be a physical reminder of this. "Fuck, come lieutenant." He hissed tightening his grip and thrusting harder, changing the angle just right until he had Sulu keening with each thrust.
In the end, all it took to have him gasping and surging forward one last time was the feeling of Sulu tightening around him as he fell apart. He swore he saw stars as he clenched his eyes closed, filling that tight wet heat.
Again he wouldn't be able to tell anyone what exactly happened after that, but they were both dressed again, and the messed was cleaned. Pike smoothed a hand down his shirt doing his best to even out the wrinkles though no amount of smoothing would help, he was just glad there wasn't a wet spot on the front of his pants.
"Keep up the good work, Lieutenant." He said clearing his throat. "Be sure to get a bit more practice in before the christening." He teased with a small smirk, light shining in his eyes as he teased before he was leaving, off to make sure the rest of his ship was still in working order and to change before any one saw him and started asking questions.
"Ladies and Gentleman the maiden voyage of our newest flagship deserves more pomp and circumstance than we can afford right today. Christening will just have to be our reward for a safe return. Carry on." This wasn't how he was supposed to take his ship out, but that couldn't be helped. The distress signal from Vulcan couldn't wait for a proper christening. "All decks this is Captain Pike, prepare for immediate departure. Helm thrusters."
"Moorings retracted, Captain, Dock control reports ready. Thrusters fired, separating from space dock." It didn't take long for his pilot to complete the command and report back. "The fleet's cleared space dock, captain. All ships ready for warp." Pike nodded, ready to get this over with
"Set in a course to Vulcan."
"Aye Aye Captain course laid in."
"Maxium warp, punch it." It was time to see what his girl could do.
He could feel the whirl of the engine turbines deep within the belly of the ship as they prepared for warp, in a moment they should be traveling through space. Any minute now. The whirling slowed to a stop, and it was only then that Pike noticed his pilot wasn't the man he had assigned to the position.
"Lieutenant, where is Helmsman Mckennah?
"He has lungworms, Sir, he couldn't report to his post. I am Hikaru Sulu." That familiar face spun around to give him a tentative smile. Pike felt a curl of want knot up in his stomach as he looked at the other man.
"And you are a pilot, right?" It seemed he might have distracted the Lieutenant at an inopportune time during their first meeting.
"Very much Sir, I'm not sure what's wrong."
"Is the parking break on?" He couldn't help the teasing smirk, they would figure this out. He wouldn't have had Sulu assigned to his ship if he wasn't capable.
"Ah no… I'll figure it out I'm just a-"
"Have you disengaged the external initial dampener?" Spock interrupted from his station across the bridge.
Pike could almost see the look on Sulu's face when he realized his mistake. It only took him a moment to set things to right.
"Ready for warp, Sir."
"Let's punch it." Perhaps there would be another sort of christening upon their return.