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Title: The Value of Play
Fandom: Star Trek
Pairing: Scotty/Gaila
Rating: R
Summary: Scotty and Gaila like to play games with each other. This game calls for some genital torture (not nearly as hardcore as it sounds). (Saccharine like whoa, y'all. No explicit sex.)
Word count: ~2,000
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Feedback: Yes!
Author's Note: This is for a kink_bingo square "genital torture". Which isn't all about cock-and-ball torture - I had to take a different approach. In fact, I wasn't going to even use this square until I was talking about how I wasn't going to use it and had this Idea. So, yeah.
The Value of Play
It had seemed like such a good idea at the time, face down drunk against the table in their little kitchenette - shared quarters had their perks - with Gaila laughing and whispering merrily in his ear about how nice it would be if he shaved her pussy and if they played a game. Scotty liked playing games with Gaila, liked winning them and even liked losing them when the stakes were always so fine on either side.
They played with sensation, with teasing, with waiting. During one memorable shore leave on Risa, they had played with exactly how much Gaila’s Orion physiology could take; they had also played with calling it something other than a gang bang though the rhyming phrase appealed to Gaila’s humor.
She appealed to him, that she did. All green skin and red hair between her legs to match that on her head. He loved that red hair, as cliché as it was for a Scotsman. He didn’t mind admitting that.
( But now... )
Fandom: Star Trek
Pairing: Scotty/Gaila
Rating: R
Summary: Scotty and Gaila like to play games with each other. This game calls for some genital torture (not nearly as hardcore as it sounds). (Saccharine like whoa, y'all. No explicit sex.)
Word count: ~2,000
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Feedback: Yes!
Author's Note: This is for a kink_bingo square "genital torture". Which isn't all about cock-and-ball torture - I had to take a different approach. In fact, I wasn't going to even use this square until I was talking about how I wasn't going to use it and had this Idea. So, yeah.
The Value of Play
It had seemed like such a good idea at the time, face down drunk against the table in their little kitchenette - shared quarters had their perks - with Gaila laughing and whispering merrily in his ear about how nice it would be if he shaved her pussy and if they played a game. Scotty liked playing games with Gaila, liked winning them and even liked losing them when the stakes were always so fine on either side.
They played with sensation, with teasing, with waiting. During one memorable shore leave on Risa, they had played with exactly how much Gaila’s Orion physiology could take; they had also played with calling it something other than a gang bang though the rhyming phrase appealed to Gaila’s humor.
She appealed to him, that she did. All green skin and red hair between her legs to match that on her head. He loved that red hair, as cliché as it was for a Scotsman. He didn’t mind admitting that.
( But now... )
