Fic: Hiding in Plain Sight - "DVD extra"
“I’m Special Agent in Charge, Captain Christopher Pike, of the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s San Francisco Office,” Pike said.
Nero looked up at him from the position where he had been sitting cross legged on the floor, his hands cuffed securely behind him. Jim got his first look up-close at the man that had struck fear into the hearts of many. Nero ignored him in favor of the authoritative silverback.
“Hello Christopher. I’m Nero.”
Nero’s dark eyes were captivating. Christopher could see himself drowning the deepest pools of dark chocolate; luscious, rich, and more than a little bit bittersweet from failure. Christopher had never realized what tribal tattoos did for his aging libido. Maybe Kirk had the right idea after all. Hooking his hand around Nero’s right arm, he hauled the man up for an up-close and personal investigation into the recesses of the man’s mouth and tonsils as conducted by his own sensitive, flexible tongue. The warrior’s thick, toned muscles practically diffused passion through Chris’s skin and was more potent than any Viagra. His newly awakened libido demanded satisfaction, and Chris was not the type to share his war spoils. It didn’t matter-- he was willing to reward his hard-working team with their own individual compensation.
“Sulu, go shag Pavel senseless; Jim, go jump your Bones. Spock, Uhura, go celebrate the fact you’re biologically capable of making a new generation. Cupcake, go get your mack on with Hannity, she’s been checking you out for the past three months of your partnership and the UST is thick enough a man can’t think straight. Okay, I’m going to go fully interrogate the prisoner. Anyone need condoms? There are a bunch in the glove box. Okay, go team!”
Popping two pills for a little extra staying power, he reflected on the length and girth of Nero’s manly feet. Reflexively swallowing, he also considered the biological implications. “Damn, that Viagra was a good investment,” Pike muttered. And he still had all evening long to enjoy it. Besides, he still needed a viable opportunity to christen Interrogation room 2 and squad car 45. Kirk shouldn’t have all the fun seducing possible witnesses. Though Christopher found it edifying to realize he had a bondage kink. And from the looks of things, Mr. Nero seemed rather excited about the handcuff developments as well. Maybe he could call his old friend at the county madhouse to get him a straitjacket. As Pike led the handcuffed man away to squad car 45, he couldn’t help rubbing his hands over the cuffs, as they met the delicate skin of the wrists and the expensive $500 suit jacket he wore. Later, he’d ask Nero what gave him the right to attack those innocents; for now, he was wound up tighter than a gnat’s fanny stretched across a fencepost. And he had some pillaging to do. Arrr.
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