Fic : Hook, Line and Sinker
Word count : 2355
Pairing : McCoy/Chekov
Rating : NC17
Notes : for a prompt on the Star Trek Anon Kink Meme
5 times McCoy had sex with Chekov and then insisted it would NEVER happen again and the one time he finally admitted he was hooked.
1.
Of course, they were drunk the first time. Bones couldn't shake that weird feeling that a red-shirted security guard was about to clap a hand on his shoulder as he looked at Chekov across the room. It was the end of term mixer and he'd tortured himself over whether to go. He had a thing for the nape of a guy's neck and he had been staring at this particular one intently throughout his first Xeno Cultural Studies class. At the end of the lecture the object of his lust had stood up and Bones had swallowed hard as the face of that child Pavel Chekov had been revealed to him.
"Hello Cadet McCoy!"Chekov had chirped at him as he caught his eye. Bones had only been able to mumble something before he stood up and rushed out of there, covering his erection with his PADD. That night when he had jerked himself silly he'd managed not to bring Chekov's angel face to mind for all of five seconds.
This was why Bones was currently standing awkwardly at the edge of the room as Jim babbled about some girl he had his eye on. He saw Chekov laugh at something Cadet Gaila was saying and moaned quietly. By the time he looked back at Jim, his friend was gone.
Bones threw back his drink and grabbed another from the table. He was drunk already, and though about 75% of his brain was telling him to just go back to quarters and satisfy himself with his own right hand, the other 25% was controlling his cock, and had other ideas.
An hour later, Bones was swaying a little, and he barely felt it when a young Russian cadet tapped him on the arm. "McCoy? Cadet McCoy?"
Bones blinked and looked down, smiling drunkenly at his good fortune. "Well hello, darlin'. And what can I do for you?" By this time his brain had submitted another 15% to cock territory.
Chekov blushed a little, but then he was always blushing, Bones decided. "I was wondering if you would accompany me across to my quarters. It is late and I am worried I will be vulnerable to an attack."
Bones wrinkled his brow. "Who from? Cupcake?"
"No, from Cadet Gaila. She was previously quite insistent that I service her sexually,all night long." Chekov bounced his eyebrows.
"Well, Mr Chekov, it would be my pleasure to accompany you. Can't have anyone taking advantage of you can we?" Bones smirked and offered his arm, walking Chekov out of the room mostly unnoticed by the rest of their peers.
***
Dear Diary
Yo mayo! I finally got McCoy to sleep with me! It was so easy after he got drunk, I only had to say the word and he took me back to my room and started stripping me. He has a nice body, he seems a lot bigger with his clothes off. He was saying all these things about my neck so I let him have me from behind, against the wall. It didn't take long because he was pretty drunk, but it was still good. Afterwards he was all, how Kirk would say 'dopey' and was calling me his little darling. It was so sweet!
He stayed for most of the night but then I heard him get up and leave. I didn't stop him because I felt he might be embarrassed. I don't think he will be my boyfriend but it was nice anyway.
2.
The second time there was a lot less alcohol and a drop more loneliness. When you're purposely marooned on a moon so you can take skin samples from the fat, listless, walrus-like creatures that live there, romance isn't really on the cards. However, when you've spent all day scraping the greasy, wrinkled skin of a grumbling dog-sized sea mammal, you take what you can get.
In the lantern light of the cave where he and Pavel planned to sleep, Bones saw the boy's features cast in sharp relief; his big eyes and high cheekbones making him look so beautiful. It had been eight months since their first time and they hadn't really spoken since. Bones had expected the kid to have been sending him love notes and waiting for him outside his classrooms but he seemed quite content at their one night stand and he couldn't work out whether he was happy with that or not.
Bones shivered in his sleeping bag and glanced over at Chekov again. "Are you cold Chekov?" was the only thing he could think of to say. He knew the answer would be no, Pavel loved the cold, of course he did, he was a God damned Russian.
Chekov looked at him wide-eyed and took an age to answer, as if he was working his way through pi to 4000 decimal places. Finally he smiled faintly and nodded. "Yes, I...I am cold."
Smiling, Bones unzipped his sleeping bag and pulled it open. "Why don't we huddle up a little? It makes medical sense, after all."
***
Dear Diary
I knew this would happen! When we were on Lynros 8 he asked me to get into his sleeping bag and cuddled up to me, then I could feel him getting hard. I wiggled around until we were almost rubbing off on each other and I thought he would yell at me but instead he grabbed my ass and said "I know a good way to keep warm." He gave me a hand job and then he put me on my back and fucked me. The next day he was a little embarrassed again but it was still worth it. I liked cuddling with him in the sleeping bag because his hands were all warm on my back and he was smelling my hair and sighing all the time. I would like him one day to sleep with me without being embarrassed afterwards but it is not his fault.
3.
The third time, McCoy was both drunk and lonely. Joanna's birthday, and of course he didn't expect her to be home. Didn't expect that she'd even got his gift seeing as the postal service wasn't that great anyway, but thought she may have called back once her party was over. It was late by the time he gave up and pulled a bottle of nasty looking whiskey from the bottom of his closet. When it ran dry along with his self-pitying tears, his thoughts turned to sex, and then to Chekov. Another two months had gone by and he had told himself 'never again' for the second time after the quick, sweet fuck in the sleeping bag. Right now though, he couldn't get the Russian's skinny yet muscly body out of his head.
"Aw fuck it." He decided, throwing the empty bottle on his bed and quickly brushing his teeth before stalking along the corridor to Chekov's room. As he rapped on the door and heard Sulu's voice, he almost panicked and ran, but when the pilot emerged, he was rushing off. "Oh hey Dr McCoy, I'm going on a shift, see you later. Pavel's inside."
"Well, alright then, as you were." Bones cleared his throat and checked there was no-one else here to see him creeping into a 17 year old's room at past midnight. He closed the door behind him and registered Pavel's look of surprise.
"Doctor! What are you...." Pavel trailed off as McCoy stalked towards him. "Oh, I see."
Bones took the textbook from Pavel's hand and tossed it onto the floor, cuddling up to his side. "I just wanna...I need to..."
Pavel stopped him with a touch of his hand to the cheek, and leaned in for a kiss. "I know what you need."
***
Dear Diary
McCoy came to see me again last night. He was different than before, he cuddled with me for ages and when we finally made love it was very slow and gentle. He seemed sad and afterwards I asked him what was wrong. He normally would make some excuse and say he was fine, but he told me all about his daughter and how he misses her. I think he was crying a little but he didn't let me see. Before he went he kissed me really slowly and stared into my eyes like he was going to say something. Eventually all he said was 'Thank you Pavel, for understanding."
When he is like this, I wonder if I should push and ask if we could maybe spend some more time together, not even for sex but just to be with him and talk. I am sure he needs a friend and I would love to be there for him when he needs one.
4.
The fourth time, McCoy had done it just to press the re-set button on his 'relationship' with Chekov. He had kicked himself the morning after the Joanna debacle for letting himself get all weepy and running to the young Ensign like he was his boyfriend or something. He had decided to prove that he was only interested in a quick fuck, with no feelings or anything else to muddy the waters. It was Friday night and he knew that he and Chekov were coming off shift at the same time so made his way to the turbolifts. Ignoring the little flip that his stomach gave when Chekov's curls bounced into the lift, he pinned him against the wall and ground their bodies together.
"Doctor! What are you - " he was silenced by McCoy's eager tongue in his mouth.
"Wanna fuck?" McCoy growled, smirking when Chekov nodded frantically.
They made it just inside the door of McCoy's quarters before clothes started hitting the floor and yelps gave way to moans. They didn't actually get to the bed, fucking roughly on the carpet as their sweaty bodies clashed.
***
Dear Diary
I have carpet burns from last night! I have never had them before and I kind of like them. I kept bending over whilst I was helping Mr Scott with something on the engineering deck just so he would see and know what I had been up to!
McCoy was so strange last night, he was acting like the Captain! I think because he is embarrassed about what he did when he was upset about his daughter. I think he wanted me to know that he just wants me for sex and not friendship. It is okay though, I like sex. Maybe one day he will change his mind but really he is much too handsome and cool to be with me. I am lucky he even looks at me twice.
5.
The fifth time, Bones was pretty ashamed of himself. Yes, he was horny, and drunk again. But there was really no excuse for how he had behaved. He had gone to Chekov's room on auto pilot once he had started to feel the urge, and to his eternal regret, he could tell that the boy had been crying. He hadn't meant to sleep with him, he had just gone to comfort him and they had ended up in bed with the Ensign thanking him for his kindness and concern and revelling in every touch. He had said that he was grateful for McCoy's friendship and that was when he had really started to feel like a fraud. He cuddled and kissed and there-thered until Pavel was asleep, and he had stayed the night, making sure that he had breakfast waiting when Chekov finally stirred and gave a lopsided grin. He had hugged him once more and kissed on top of his head before leaving for his shift hoping fervently that Pavel wouldn't read anything into it.
***
Dear Diary
McCoy loves me! He came to my room and took care of me when I was sad because of Irina's illness back home and he cuddled me and kissed me and even STAYED over night and made me breakfast. Why would you do this for someone who you didn't love? He was so sweet and kind and I think now if I am very very patient he will be my boyfriend and we will be together forever!!!
Yo mayo!!
And one time when he admitted he was hooked.
The sixth time was Bones' favourite so far, and the time he had to slap himself in the face and admit that the sweet little Russian had stolen his heart. They were a little tipsy but only enough to make them warm inside and sweetly giggly. Uhura had submitted to a birthday party and even held her tongue in 83% of Federation languages when Kirk offered to be the strip-o-gram. It was a quiet affair, not raucous but a lot of fun, and Bones found he was smiling a lot more. Pavel had been away on a field trip and so had two days off in lieu, so when he arrived he was in civilian clothes. Bones had never seen him like this before, he looked a little older in his dark blue jeans and thick khaki sweater. They had spent most of the party drinking and talking together and had made their excuses at around one in the morning. Bones hadn't bothered to pretend they weren't leaving together. If anything he was proud to be with this handsome and intelligent young man who was well-liked by everyone. Who wouldn't be?
They made their way slowly to Bones' room, silently deciding on the option which didn't involve a room mate coming back unexpectedly. Chekov's long fingers in his hand made Bones feel like he was a part of something wonderful. He stopped Pavel when they were just inside the room and stared into his blue grey eyes. "You know what you've done to me don't you darlin'?"
Pavel's eyes widened as he went to defend himself, but they closed again as Bones kissed him deep and slow. They moved towards the bed and Pavel sighed as his back hit the mattress. "What did I do to you?"
Bones stripped him of his shirt and hummed at the softness of Pavel's skin as he kissed along his collar bone. "You turned me into kissing, cuddling, mooning, sighing, breakfast-making, overnight-staying boyfriend."
Pavel grinned so wide he almost dislocated his jaw. "You are my boyfriend?"
Pulling himself onto his elbows, Bones touched their foreheads together. "Well I'm in love with you and we're having sex all the time, so I guess I must be. All the symptoms are there, so that's my diagnosis."
Pavel giggled, and it was the loveliest thing Bones had ever heard. "I am in love with you too, Leo. Now can we have lots of sex please?"
Laughing, Bones kissed him. "I'm sure I can arrange that..."
***
Dear Diary
He loves me! I knew it! I am so lucky and I love him back so much. He is my boyfriend and we have sex all the time. Everyone on the crew is talking about it but Leo doesn't care and he even calls me his Pasha all the time, even when people can hear him!
The Captain keeps winking at me, and Leo told him 'Don't even think about it.' I don't know what he means but I do not want anyone except Leo. Leo is so amazing!
****
CMO's log, supplemental.
I wish it to be recorded that if I express violence towards the Captain it is because of improper suggestions made to Pasha. Ensign Pavel Chekov.
Pairing : McCoy/Chekov
Rating : NC17
Notes : for a prompt on the Star Trek Anon Kink Meme
5 times McCoy had sex with Chekov and then insisted it would NEVER happen again and the one time he finally admitted he was hooked.
1.
Of course, they were drunk the first time. Bones couldn't shake that weird feeling that a red-shirted security guard was about to clap a hand on his shoulder as he looked at Chekov across the room. It was the end of term mixer and he'd tortured himself over whether to go. He had a thing for the nape of a guy's neck and he had been staring at this particular one intently throughout his first Xeno Cultural Studies class. At the end of the lecture the object of his lust had stood up and Bones had swallowed hard as the face of that child Pavel Chekov had been revealed to him.
"Hello Cadet McCoy!"Chekov had chirped at him as he caught his eye. Bones had only been able to mumble something before he stood up and rushed out of there, covering his erection with his PADD. That night when he had jerked himself silly he'd managed not to bring Chekov's angel face to mind for all of five seconds.
This was why Bones was currently standing awkwardly at the edge of the room as Jim babbled about some girl he had his eye on. He saw Chekov laugh at something Cadet Gaila was saying and moaned quietly. By the time he looked back at Jim, his friend was gone.
Bones threw back his drink and grabbed another from the table. He was drunk already, and though about 75% of his brain was telling him to just go back to quarters and satisfy himself with his own right hand, the other 25% was controlling his cock, and had other ideas.
An hour later, Bones was swaying a little, and he barely felt it when a young Russian cadet tapped him on the arm. "McCoy? Cadet McCoy?"
Bones blinked and looked down, smiling drunkenly at his good fortune. "Well hello, darlin'. And what can I do for you?" By this time his brain had submitted another 15% to cock territory.
Chekov blushed a little, but then he was always blushing, Bones decided. "I was wondering if you would accompany me across to my quarters. It is late and I am worried I will be vulnerable to an attack."
Bones wrinkled his brow. "Who from? Cupcake?"
"No, from Cadet Gaila. She was previously quite insistent that I service her sexually,all night long." Chekov bounced his eyebrows.
"Well, Mr Chekov, it would be my pleasure to accompany you. Can't have anyone taking advantage of you can we?" Bones smirked and offered his arm, walking Chekov out of the room mostly unnoticed by the rest of their peers.
***
Dear Diary
Yo mayo! I finally got McCoy to sleep with me! It was so easy after he got drunk, I only had to say the word and he took me back to my room and started stripping me. He has a nice body, he seems a lot bigger with his clothes off. He was saying all these things about my neck so I let him have me from behind, against the wall. It didn't take long because he was pretty drunk, but it was still good. Afterwards he was all, how Kirk would say 'dopey' and was calling me his little darling. It was so sweet!
He stayed for most of the night but then I heard him get up and leave. I didn't stop him because I felt he might be embarrassed. I don't think he will be my boyfriend but it was nice anyway.
2.
The second time there was a lot less alcohol and a drop more loneliness. When you're purposely marooned on a moon so you can take skin samples from the fat, listless, walrus-like creatures that live there, romance isn't really on the cards. However, when you've spent all day scraping the greasy, wrinkled skin of a grumbling dog-sized sea mammal, you take what you can get.
In the lantern light of the cave where he and Pavel planned to sleep, Bones saw the boy's features cast in sharp relief; his big eyes and high cheekbones making him look so beautiful. It had been eight months since their first time and they hadn't really spoken since. Bones had expected the kid to have been sending him love notes and waiting for him outside his classrooms but he seemed quite content at their one night stand and he couldn't work out whether he was happy with that or not.
Bones shivered in his sleeping bag and glanced over at Chekov again. "Are you cold Chekov?" was the only thing he could think of to say. He knew the answer would be no, Pavel loved the cold, of course he did, he was a God damned Russian.
Chekov looked at him wide-eyed and took an age to answer, as if he was working his way through pi to 4000 decimal places. Finally he smiled faintly and nodded. "Yes, I...I am cold."
Smiling, Bones unzipped his sleeping bag and pulled it open. "Why don't we huddle up a little? It makes medical sense, after all."
***
Dear Diary
I knew this would happen! When we were on Lynros 8 he asked me to get into his sleeping bag and cuddled up to me, then I could feel him getting hard. I wiggled around until we were almost rubbing off on each other and I thought he would yell at me but instead he grabbed my ass and said "I know a good way to keep warm." He gave me a hand job and then he put me on my back and fucked me. The next day he was a little embarrassed again but it was still worth it. I liked cuddling with him in the sleeping bag because his hands were all warm on my back and he was smelling my hair and sighing all the time. I would like him one day to sleep with me without being embarrassed afterwards but it is not his fault.
3.
The third time, McCoy was both drunk and lonely. Joanna's birthday, and of course he didn't expect her to be home. Didn't expect that she'd even got his gift seeing as the postal service wasn't that great anyway, but thought she may have called back once her party was over. It was late by the time he gave up and pulled a bottle of nasty looking whiskey from the bottom of his closet. When it ran dry along with his self-pitying tears, his thoughts turned to sex, and then to Chekov. Another two months had gone by and he had told himself 'never again' for the second time after the quick, sweet fuck in the sleeping bag. Right now though, he couldn't get the Russian's skinny yet muscly body out of his head.
"Aw fuck it." He decided, throwing the empty bottle on his bed and quickly brushing his teeth before stalking along the corridor to Chekov's room. As he rapped on the door and heard Sulu's voice, he almost panicked and ran, but when the pilot emerged, he was rushing off. "Oh hey Dr McCoy, I'm going on a shift, see you later. Pavel's inside."
"Well, alright then, as you were." Bones cleared his throat and checked there was no-one else here to see him creeping into a 17 year old's room at past midnight. He closed the door behind him and registered Pavel's look of surprise.
"Doctor! What are you...." Pavel trailed off as McCoy stalked towards him. "Oh, I see."
Bones took the textbook from Pavel's hand and tossed it onto the floor, cuddling up to his side. "I just wanna...I need to..."
Pavel stopped him with a touch of his hand to the cheek, and leaned in for a kiss. "I know what you need."
***
Dear Diary
McCoy came to see me again last night. He was different than before, he cuddled with me for ages and when we finally made love it was very slow and gentle. He seemed sad and afterwards I asked him what was wrong. He normally would make some excuse and say he was fine, but he told me all about his daughter and how he misses her. I think he was crying a little but he didn't let me see. Before he went he kissed me really slowly and stared into my eyes like he was going to say something. Eventually all he said was 'Thank you Pavel, for understanding."
When he is like this, I wonder if I should push and ask if we could maybe spend some more time together, not even for sex but just to be with him and talk. I am sure he needs a friend and I would love to be there for him when he needs one.
4.
The fourth time, McCoy had done it just to press the re-set button on his 'relationship' with Chekov. He had kicked himself the morning after the Joanna debacle for letting himself get all weepy and running to the young Ensign like he was his boyfriend or something. He had decided to prove that he was only interested in a quick fuck, with no feelings or anything else to muddy the waters. It was Friday night and he knew that he and Chekov were coming off shift at the same time so made his way to the turbolifts. Ignoring the little flip that his stomach gave when Chekov's curls bounced into the lift, he pinned him against the wall and ground their bodies together.
"Doctor! What are you - " he was silenced by McCoy's eager tongue in his mouth.
"Wanna fuck?" McCoy growled, smirking when Chekov nodded frantically.
They made it just inside the door of McCoy's quarters before clothes started hitting the floor and yelps gave way to moans. They didn't actually get to the bed, fucking roughly on the carpet as their sweaty bodies clashed.
***
Dear Diary
I have carpet burns from last night! I have never had them before and I kind of like them. I kept bending over whilst I was helping Mr Scott with something on the engineering deck just so he would see and know what I had been up to!
McCoy was so strange last night, he was acting like the Captain! I think because he is embarrassed about what he did when he was upset about his daughter. I think he wanted me to know that he just wants me for sex and not friendship. It is okay though, I like sex. Maybe one day he will change his mind but really he is much too handsome and cool to be with me. I am lucky he even looks at me twice.
5.
The fifth time, Bones was pretty ashamed of himself. Yes, he was horny, and drunk again. But there was really no excuse for how he had behaved. He had gone to Chekov's room on auto pilot once he had started to feel the urge, and to his eternal regret, he could tell that the boy had been crying. He hadn't meant to sleep with him, he had just gone to comfort him and they had ended up in bed with the Ensign thanking him for his kindness and concern and revelling in every touch. He had said that he was grateful for McCoy's friendship and that was when he had really started to feel like a fraud. He cuddled and kissed and there-thered until Pavel was asleep, and he had stayed the night, making sure that he had breakfast waiting when Chekov finally stirred and gave a lopsided grin. He had hugged him once more and kissed on top of his head before leaving for his shift hoping fervently that Pavel wouldn't read anything into it.
***
Dear Diary
McCoy loves me! He came to my room and took care of me when I was sad because of Irina's illness back home and he cuddled me and kissed me and even STAYED over night and made me breakfast. Why would you do this for someone who you didn't love? He was so sweet and kind and I think now if I am very very patient he will be my boyfriend and we will be together forever!!!
Yo mayo!!
And one time when he admitted he was hooked.
The sixth time was Bones' favourite so far, and the time he had to slap himself in the face and admit that the sweet little Russian had stolen his heart. They were a little tipsy but only enough to make them warm inside and sweetly giggly. Uhura had submitted to a birthday party and even held her tongue in 83% of Federation languages when Kirk offered to be the strip-o-gram. It was a quiet affair, not raucous but a lot of fun, and Bones found he was smiling a lot more. Pavel had been away on a field trip and so had two days off in lieu, so when he arrived he was in civilian clothes. Bones had never seen him like this before, he looked a little older in his dark blue jeans and thick khaki sweater. They had spent most of the party drinking and talking together and had made their excuses at around one in the morning. Bones hadn't bothered to pretend they weren't leaving together. If anything he was proud to be with this handsome and intelligent young man who was well-liked by everyone. Who wouldn't be?
They made their way slowly to Bones' room, silently deciding on the option which didn't involve a room mate coming back unexpectedly. Chekov's long fingers in his hand made Bones feel like he was a part of something wonderful. He stopped Pavel when they were just inside the room and stared into his blue grey eyes. "You know what you've done to me don't you darlin'?"
Pavel's eyes widened as he went to defend himself, but they closed again as Bones kissed him deep and slow. They moved towards the bed and Pavel sighed as his back hit the mattress. "What did I do to you?"
Bones stripped him of his shirt and hummed at the softness of Pavel's skin as he kissed along his collar bone. "You turned me into kissing, cuddling, mooning, sighing, breakfast-making, overnight-staying boyfriend."
Pavel grinned so wide he almost dislocated his jaw. "You are my boyfriend?"
Pulling himself onto his elbows, Bones touched their foreheads together. "Well I'm in love with you and we're having sex all the time, so I guess I must be. All the symptoms are there, so that's my diagnosis."
Pavel giggled, and it was the loveliest thing Bones had ever heard. "I am in love with you too, Leo. Now can we have lots of sex please?"
Laughing, Bones kissed him. "I'm sure I can arrange that..."
***
Dear Diary
He loves me! I knew it! I am so lucky and I love him back so much. He is my boyfriend and we have sex all the time. Everyone on the crew is talking about it but Leo doesn't care and he even calls me his Pasha all the time, even when people can hear him!
The Captain keeps winking at me, and Leo told him 'Don't even think about it.' I don't know what he means but I do not want anyone except Leo. Leo is so amazing!
****
CMO's log, supplemental.
I wish it to be recorded that if I express violence towards the Captain it is because of improper suggestions made to Pasha. Ensign Pavel Chekov.