Fic:"The Human Mating Dance (In Ten Easy Steps)" Sulu/McCoy, ST:XI, NC-17

[beetle_comma_the]

But for a planet-wide civil war and some nasty green goo, these two crazy kids'd never have bought a clue, and then there'd be no porn, and then I be sad.

See, but there was a planet-wide civil war, so . . . skip a few, aaaand PORN!

Best. Summary. Ever!
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The Human Mating Dance (In Ten Easy Steps)
Author: beetle_comma_the
Fandom: ST:XI
Pairing: McCoy/Sulu, background Chekov/Scotty
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: Approx. 8600
Notes/Warnings: Set between two and three years into the mission. Minor violence, slightly gross sexual situation.
Summary: Sometimes, Sulu's a guard-dog, and sometimes McCoy is extra pissed off. Ten linked ficlets written for secretsolitaire's prompt, Sulu woos McCoy with plants, McCoy being totally oblivious to what's happening, and sex in the botany lab, and inspired by ten random songs.


The Human Mating Dance (In Ten Easy Steps)


Crossposted, because the voices won't take no for an answer.

Fic: ST XI - If You Have to Ask - R - girl!kirk/McCoy

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fic: Flashback of a Feeling

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Title: Flashback of a Feeling
Pairing: Kirk/Spock
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Highlight to read: Major character death. Also, angst. And if you haven't figured it out yet, when I warn for angst, I do it for a good reason.
Notes: Cliché Bingo fill: (fic spoiler, highlight to read) ghosts & hauntings. I have noticed a personal tendency to alternate ridiculous fluff pieces with things that make rhaegal want to excommunicate me if/when she reads them. I should also mention that this fic is my first experiment with writing in the second person! I thought it suited my purposes well here; tell me how it works for you.
Summary: You love waking up in the middle of the night when it's like this, to the creak of the bed as he slips under the covers and presses up against you, hot and familiar.

Hold it, I'm about to drop off/Let me tell you my last thought/Drift into a deep fog/Lost where I forgot to hold it/I can feel you most when I'm alone