Written for
_beetle_ in hopes of inspiring her for more of her Fortune'verse.
Title: I Wanna Do Bad Things With You
Verse: Star Trek XI
Pairing: McCoy/Chekov
Rating: NC-17 or the equivalent
Word Count: 2865 (wow, this really got away with me)
Summary: Chekov has a reaction to something he took. The good doctor has to help him out.
Warnings: Drug use,
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Heeeee.
I do like.
:)
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*hugs*
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It seemed to take a moment for the meaning to sink in before the young man seemed to understand, if the blush that stole over his face and made his ears burn red were an indication.
"Da," the boy whispered, unable to make eye contact. "Three times."
McCoy whistled long and low. "Really? Ah, to be young again."
"No!" Chekov protested. "Hurts. Everything hurts. I have prickles under all of my skin."
ROTFLMAO!
Dude.
Best. Conversation. EVER! Especially since Bones is half of said convo. Some days, it just don't pay to get outta bed. . . .
Today isn't one of those days, though, lucky Bones :D
And dude? I use the Russian accent as a crutch. I wish I could a write a decent Chekov vithout accent. At WriterCon, I submitted a bit of the fic I'm struggling with now, and the overall response was shit-can the accent, except as occasional emphasis. I like what you've done much better, overall. It feels like Chekov, and in my head, I hear the accent even though you don't write it ( ... )
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But now I have the idea of a Xander!bot and a Bones!bot together. And if that doesn't make you happy, I don't know what will! *evil grin*
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