He was dreaming. And, well, the dreams were nice, so it wasn't exactly a surprise to wake up with a bit of a hard on. The surprise came with realizing that the sheets he was tangled in weren't Starfleet regulation, not like he'd fallen asleep between. Or at least he thought he'd fallen asleep between. Without even bothering to open his eyes, he
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At least, not yet. It would take a little bit more than some shifting and a groan to wake her up. A well timed message over the communications systems would wake her up, or a red alert...but that wasn't going to happen right now was it?
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He looked over the woman beside him. Little bit older, asleep, definitely hot in that way that meant she probably brooded like nobody's business. Huh. Thanks, subconscious, for picking excellent women again for him. Jim scrubbed his face with his hands before rolling out of bed.
And promptly slipping on the rug underfoot, floundering and swearing as he grabbed onto the bed. He was seriously not liking this place.
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And come to think of it, this wasn't her quarters at all. Too much red and the sheets were too nice. Definitely not standard issue. She covered herself up and leaned over the edge of the bed to take a look at him.
"Are you ok?"
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Being the adapter that she was, she had eventually found a lobby in the hotel with coffee and was currently carrying a cup of her own. Coffee was a rarity if it even existed at all where she came from, and here she could barely go a morning without a cup.
Jesse had been trying to make it back to her own room when she had accidentally entered a different room, giving a heavy sigh as she realized it wasn't hers. "Sorry, mate. Thought this was mine."
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But then again. She hadn't slept with anybody last night. Had she? Pasha frowned slightly, peeking an eye open cautiously, slightly worried about who she would find beside her. Oh. Well. At least he was good looking from this angle.
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Oh holy shit.
Pasha came only a few centimeters away from literally falling off the bed, swearing to herself in foul Russian that definitely would have gotten her a clip around the ear from her mother.
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Scooting quickly to the far side of the bed, he looked back to confirm him suspicions. "Ensign Chekov," he greeted solemnly.
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Squinting up at the other man through sleep-hazed blue eyes, he got out, "Going out already, Oliver? It's early."
[ooc: if I may explain: Percy here is involved with an Oliver Wood who also uses Chris Pine as a PB, so ... mindfucks and identity confusion ftw? If I'm too late, feel free to ignore, but I couldn't pass it up. :)]
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"Umm," he said articulately, freezing where he was. "Sorry?"
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"Who are you?" he demanded.
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