Gab Session
Title: Gab Session
Author: lieutenant_nona
Pairings/Character(s): Gaila, Chekov
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 667
Summary: Chekov goes to spend time with Gaila and they talk about the development of his and Scotty's relationship
Notes: Un-beta'd.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
The door chime sounded, drawing the Orion woman’s attention away from the engineering journal she had been reading. “Come in!”
The door swooshed open to let Chekov in. Her face brightened as he walked in . . . wearing a very large dark green sweater that nearly swallowed him whole. She raised an eyebrow as she eyed him up and down with a devious smirk. “Well, well, well, and whose sweater might that be my dear Pasha?”
He beamed at the woman, pulling the collar up to take in the lingering scent. “Monty’s,”
Gaila’s eyes shown excitedly. “Oh, Monty now is it?”
He smiled conspiratorially at his friend as he flopped down to lay on her bed. He chuckled softly as the bed jostled as the green woman rearranged herself to be sitting back on her heels and pulled his head into her lap. Chekov sighed happily as her nimble fingers combed through his curls; grooming. Gaila was the one person outside of his family that was allowed to touch his hair. Vell, I guess I’ll have to amend zat rule, Monty can touch zem too.
“Tell me everything, Pasha. Details, details, I need details!”
He pursed his lips contemplating. “I do not zink I can go into wery deep details. You vould give Monty zose knowing looks, and zen he vould know you know and get embarrassed and turn as red as his uniform.”
She giggled impishly and tugged at a curl. “He does have a tendency to blush a lot doesn’t he?”
He smiled up at her and reached up to tug at one of her curls. “He’s shy, it’s adorable.”
She sighed dramatically. “At least give me something.”
He grinned mischievously at her. “Vell, he is wery warm. . .”
Her jaw dropped for a moment before a beaming smile took over her face. “You got him in bed after the first date?! Pasha, I am so proud of you!”
He chuckled at her exuberance. “Da, but it vas only to cuddle and sleep.”
Gaila blinked blankly at him for a moment before harrumphing and crossing her arms. “Pasha, you tease!”
Chekov smiled innocently up at her, barely containing his laughter. “Sorry, Gaila!”
“Now you owe me some details for that Pasha.”
He sighed and met her playful gaze before smiling. “All right, all right, details. . .but not too much, for Monty’s sake.
“I made us coffee vhen I voke up, and ve had a lazy start before ve started kissing and ve fooled around for a bit. . .and zen ve moved on to ze shower, and vell. . .let us say Monty has a talented mouth.”
Gaila’s mouth hung open in an “O” before a beaming smile took over. “Pavel Andreivich Chekov, you minx! You got morning and shower sex? Oh, I just knew Scotty would be a fox in bed! You think there’d be any chance of convincing him into a threesome Pasha love?”
Her eyes shown hopefully as he smiled up at her. “I somehow do not zink so. But I vill be sure to ask him about it tonight.”
She sighed and pushed his head off her lap to lay down next to him, “You terrans and your monogamy.”
He chuckled softly at her and reached for one of her hands, threading their fingers together. “Sorry, Gaila, sorry. But, you can help me plan some . . . surprises I have in mind for Monty.”
She sat up quickly, smiling deviously at her Russian friend. “Pasha. You needn’t say more! I have all the toys you could want, and a few different restraints that you might wanna try out, and a few outfits I have stashed away in my closet that I could alter to it you and-”
He smiled encouragingly at her before saying, “Yes, yes, I vould like to borrow some of zose if you vouldn’t mind. But for my big plan, I need you to help me get ahold of a kilt . . .”
Author: lieutenant_nona
Pairings/Character(s): Gaila, Chekov
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 667
Summary: Chekov goes to spend time with Gaila and they talk about the development of his and Scotty's relationship
Notes: Un-beta'd.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
The door chime sounded, drawing the Orion woman’s attention away from the engineering journal she had been reading. “Come in!”
The door swooshed open to let Chekov in. Her face brightened as he walked in . . . wearing a very large dark green sweater that nearly swallowed him whole. She raised an eyebrow as she eyed him up and down with a devious smirk. “Well, well, well, and whose sweater might that be my dear Pasha?”
He beamed at the woman, pulling the collar up to take in the lingering scent. “Monty’s,”
Gaila’s eyes shown excitedly. “Oh, Monty now is it?”
He smiled conspiratorially at his friend as he flopped down to lay on her bed. He chuckled softly as the bed jostled as the green woman rearranged herself to be sitting back on her heels and pulled his head into her lap. Chekov sighed happily as her nimble fingers combed through his curls; grooming. Gaila was the one person outside of his family that was allowed to touch his hair. Vell, I guess I’ll have to amend zat rule, Monty can touch zem too.
“Tell me everything, Pasha. Details, details, I need details!”
He pursed his lips contemplating. “I do not zink I can go into wery deep details. You vould give Monty zose knowing looks, and zen he vould know you know and get embarrassed and turn as red as his uniform.”
She giggled impishly and tugged at a curl. “He does have a tendency to blush a lot doesn’t he?”
He smiled up at her and reached up to tug at one of her curls. “He’s shy, it’s adorable.”
She sighed dramatically. “At least give me something.”
He grinned mischievously at her. “Vell, he is wery warm. . .”
Her jaw dropped for a moment before a beaming smile took over her face. “You got him in bed after the first date?! Pasha, I am so proud of you!”
He chuckled at her exuberance. “Da, but it vas only to cuddle and sleep.”
Gaila blinked blankly at him for a moment before harrumphing and crossing her arms. “Pasha, you tease!”
Chekov smiled innocently up at her, barely containing his laughter. “Sorry, Gaila!”
“Now you owe me some details for that Pasha.”
He sighed and met her playful gaze before smiling. “All right, all right, details. . .but not too much, for Monty’s sake.
“I made us coffee vhen I voke up, and ve had a lazy start before ve started kissing and ve fooled around for a bit. . .and zen ve moved on to ze shower, and vell. . .let us say Monty has a talented mouth.”
Gaila’s mouth hung open in an “O” before a beaming smile took over. “Pavel Andreivich Chekov, you minx! You got morning and shower sex? Oh, I just knew Scotty would be a fox in bed! You think there’d be any chance of convincing him into a threesome Pasha love?”
Her eyes shown hopefully as he smiled up at her. “I somehow do not zink so. But I vill be sure to ask him about it tonight.”
She sighed and pushed his head off her lap to lay down next to him, “You terrans and your monogamy.”
He chuckled softly at her and reached for one of her hands, threading their fingers together. “Sorry, Gaila, sorry. But, you can help me plan some . . . surprises I have in mind for Monty.”
She sat up quickly, smiling deviously at her Russian friend. “Pasha. You needn’t say more! I have all the toys you could want, and a few different restraints that you might wanna try out, and a few outfits I have stashed away in my closet that I could alter to it you and-”
He smiled encouragingly at her before saying, “Yes, yes, I vould like to borrow some of zose if you vouldn’t mind. But for my big plan, I need you to help me get ahold of a kilt . . .”