Downtime 5/5
Title: Downtime
Author: ShizukaAme
Fandom: Star Trek 2009 movie
Pairings: SpockKirk, ScottyMcCoy
Rating: R/NC-17
McCoy sat on the wet sand of the beach, listening to the Scottsman carry on about his day whilst playing with a hermit crab. It sounded like he had an enjoyable day of goofing off with their captain and friend.
And dammit, McCoy just couldn't stay mad at him.
He leaned over, pressing a quick kiss to his lover's lips. Scotty stopped mid-sentence. It took him a minute to realize what had happened before he grinned like an idiot.
"Wha' was tha' for?"
"Because I can." McCoy grumbled, getting to his feet, "Now, c'mon, we both gotta shower."
"A'right, keep yer pants on. Better yet, take 'em off." Scotty decided as he stood.
"Why the hell d'ya think I wanna shower?"
".. God, I love ye."
Once back in the condo, they tip-toed past Spock and Kirk's room and into their own. McCoy pointedly locked the door as Scotty began stripping off his damp clothes and headed into the bathroom.
McCoy quickly pulled off the clothing he'd begrudingly put on that morning, taking little interest in where they fell. He hurried after Scotty and found the man turning on the shower head, adjusting the temperature.
Before he had a chance to completely turn around, the Chief Medical Officer had nearly jumped him, sending him stumbling into the shower. He soon found himself stuck between the shower wall and McCoy, who was kissing him soundly.
The steam from the water began filling the air, making it a bit more difficult to breathe. They broke the kiss, panting.
"I kinnae very well do annaething if you keep me pinned up against th' wall, Leonard."
The doctor considered this for a moment before relenting his hold on the redhead. Grinning victoriously, Scotty whirled McCoy around so that he was pinned up against the wall.
Scotty's hands grabbed McCoy's wrists, lifting them to rest just above the doctor's head. One hand held them in place. He pressed their lips together in a heated kiss as his hand slid down in between them.
When he first brushed up against McCoy's member, the man gasped, arching into the touch.
"Goddammit..!" The doctor whined, rocking his hips as best he could. In his opinion, Scotty just wasn't touching him fast enough.
The Scottsman took a second to agree with McCoy and closed his hand around the neglected member.
"Ye dinnae even touch yourself during this time?" Scotty inquired breathlessly, nibbling McCoy's earlobe.
"Ugh.. n-no.. No time to. 'Sides, I.. like y-you doin' it more."
"Tell me wha' ye want, Leonard."
The Scottsman's tone sent chills down McCoy's spine.
"I-I want you.. in me, now."
"O' course, darlin'." Scotty kissed McCoy once more before releasing him and stepping back.
Understanding what was wanted on his part, the doctor turned around and braced his forearms on the wall. He pressed his rear against Scotty's groin, eliciting a groan from the both of them.
Scotty was quick in preparing his lover, knowing full well that neither man would last and they sure as hell weren't willing to try. He gently bit down on the area where McCoy's shoulder met his neck as he pressed inside of him.
McCoy's body shuddered, torn between trying to rid itself of the intruder and basking in the pleasure that being filled brought to him.
Scotty continued pushing until he was all the way in, stopping to kiss the side of McCoy's neck, "I love ye, Leonard."
"I love you, too. Now get moving before I come first and leave you hangin'." McCoy growled.
"Aye, sir." The redhead grinned.
He pulled out almost completely before slamming his way back in. McCoy's head tossed back as he let out a yelp.
"Shit, finally..!" the brunette grumbled loud enough to ensure Scotty heard him.
The Engineer slammed in and out of his lover, bruising his prostate as he went along. There was no time for finesse, not when they were both so close and so hot..
The hot water from the shower head pounded down on them, streaming down their bodies and washing away any traces of sweat.
McCoy's wet hair clung to his face as he turned away from the water, gasping and spitting out a bit of water. He pushed back against Scotty, letting out a soft moan when the Scottsman's stubble brushed against his dripping wet skin.
Scotty's hand snaked around McCoy's waist, taking his penis and giving it a loving squeeze.
"Montgomery! Fuck!" McCoy's body shook as he came undone, his seed momentarily covering Scotty's hand before it was rinsed down the drain.
The doctor trembled, his muscles convulsing around Scotty's member. The Scottsman came mere moments later, biting down on McCoy's shoulder to muffle what he knew would be a very loud string of pleased curses.
McCoy slumped against the wall as Scotty gingerly pulled out of him. They stood in silence, letting oxygen refill their airways.
Once his head was clear, Scotty took note of the noticeable mark he'd left on McCoy's shoulder, "Damn.."
"What, this?" The brunette turned to face him, indicating the mark.
"Aye.. I dinnae mean to leave a mark."
"Don't say that, you asshole." McCoy snapped, pulling him close, "Don't ever say you didn't mean to mark what's yours, unless you regret that it's yours."
"O' course not!"
"Good, then shut the hell up and kiss me."
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Two weeks later, the four men beamed back onto the Enterprise.
They immediately sensed a changed aboard the starship. Everybody was as relaxed and rested as they were.
And, Kirk mused to himself as he headed to his quarters with Spock, they'd all probably gotten some really awesome sex as well.
THE END