[NCC-1701 DEN OF SIN] -- [Special Rules, Open All, OOC Character Moment!]

[kirktastic]

Rules: - simple and easy.

1) Unless you obviously already have an agreement or something going with another character, please ask before you post under their thread wanting to have sexy times. THIS INCLUDES PEOPLE FROM OUTSIDE THE RP AS WELL! If you aren't part of our group but want to have some fun sexy times with a character... well, shoot them a PM! Within the group, please do the same as a courtesy.
2) Don't be discouraged, upset, or anything similar if someone doesn't want to sex up with your character. Just reply to their PM with a 'no thanks' if you really don't want to for whatever reason. They could be too overwhelmed with other threads, or wanting to concentrate on one, or just don't have time to take more than one thread. Don't take it personally, please.
3) Post down below with your name AND your location in the subject of the thread if you want to be somewhere specific (like Jim will be specifically on the bridge) and change it for anyone who comes by. That way, its the absolute easiest way to find someone, track someone, gloss over someone, whatever.
4) If you're going to be doing something that COULD squick someone, please mark it with a warning in the subject of the comment. Just a courtesy thing!
5) Talk to someone before sliding into a multi-person scene. Don't just interrupt without making sure you're wanted.

Comments

nu!James T. Kirk -- Bridge

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

The lights on the bridge were low, and without notice, the security cameras were rolling. Jim was in his captain's uniform, stretched out in his chair like a great big cat. The lights on the bridge hummed, the computers flickered with their work, but otherwise it was just the great screen of stars and himself.

And, of course, several bottles of lube tucked around the bridge by his own hand. A few toys were hidden around the way too... he glanced over the edge of his chair. Along with those restraints.

He believed in being well prepared.

(OOC: I'm up for just about anything. Please follow 'the game rules' in the main post. Feel free to have any sort of scenerio, if its a 'work day' and your char's going to find Jim ~alone~ on the bridge, or just sexy times, or whatever the hell you wanna do. Go nuts, have some fun.)

Kirk/Spock - in this order? We'll see.

[cso-spock.livejournal.com]

It had been quite a journey actually getting to the bridge after stopping by his office to secure it. People fawned over each other more than usual, hands touching and arms flailing in passion. The lust suffocated him at first, crawled over his skin and tightened his chest, but then his mind relaxed around the sensation with the ease of familiarity.

He felt quite pleased to see Jim, his Jim, alone in that chair. The very center of power on the ship. His hands folded neatly behind his back as he stepped out of the turbolift.

"Captain." His tone was not suggestive in the least, ever the professional.

Doctor Julian Bashir - Bridge

[doctor-julian.livejournal.com]

Julian wasn't entirely sure how he had ended up on the bridge of the U.S.S. Enterprise, wearing nothing but a strategically-placed ribbon tied in a bow. When he found out who was responsible for this, he would sure to make them suffer...or perhaps thank them.

[haroldlee.livejournal.com]

Nor was Harold Lee sure how it was he was stepping out of his house for a quick morning's look around and ended up back on the bridge of the Enterprise.

His eyes narrowed in confusion, but at this point it was more for spotting the man dressed only in a bow than it was for stepping into another reality.

The Nexus had a boner for Harold Lee.

"Uh." Well, it'd be cold when he got back to Scotty, but that was easy fixed. He moved to peel out of his coat. "Want my coat, man?"

Ah, memories.

Re: Doctor Julian Bashir - Bridge

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Doctor Bashir, please report to shuttle hanger 2.

Without a doubt, the comm was in Captain Kirk's voice.

Bones - protecting Sickbay

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

He'd heard there was some talk of a ship-wide orgy, but Bones hoped that was just more of Jim's nonsense. But as he heard people scampering outside in the corridors, laughing and kissing and pulling at each others' clothes, the slow realization hit. It had finally happened. Jim had turned the Enterprise into a fuckin' den of sin. Literally.

At least, most of the Enterprise. Bones sat down on one of the biobeds, prepared to protect it. Anyone who served on this ship knew one thing- there was no sex in Sickbay.

[OOC: I don't need a PM - if you're 18+, just show up.]

Bones - protecting Sexbay

[just-uhura.livejournal.com]

[ooc: i corrected it for you ;)]

Re: Bones - protecting Sickbay

[dreadpiratekirk.livejournal.com]

When Sam didn't spy McCoy anywhere else on the ship, he made his way to Sickbay.It was darker than usual, and he walked cautiously, weary of any ninja hypos that might occur.

"Doctor?"

Re: Bones - protecting Sickbay

[lt-paula.livejournal.com]

Paula pressed the cloth over the cut on her hand. She'd been chopping vegetables for dinner when she was jostled by a couple of ensigns rounding the corner, looking for a place to neck. She didn't think it was all that serious, but had been sent to sickbay just the same with orders not to return until she'd done something about her crush on Dr. McCoy.

She paused just inside the door of the mostly-deserted sickbay, looking around.

"Doctor?"

[OOC: I'm a lurker just out for a bit of fun. Hope that's okay. :)]

Spock/Bones

[cso-spock.livejournal.com]

He had checked the scanners before coming over--Leonard had indeed sequestered himself in his precious medical division, and had apparently waved a hypo at everyone to evacuate them from the deck. Good. A negligible possibility for interference.

Sickbay was clean, quiet, and it had a different edge without its usual personal mingling about. Could one man really maintain its usual strict protocol? Especially if he was occupied?

As he rounded the corner to see his doctor sitting on one of the biobeds, already looking ready to strike, he felt more devious than when he had stepped out of his room with this single goal in mind. "Leonard."

George Kirk: Observation Deck

[kirk-george.livejournal.com]

George lazed indolently on one of the observation couches, lights dimmed appropriately and his trunk at the end of the couch stocked with all sorts of things. His shirt was half unbuttoned.

George/Bones

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Bones got to the Observation deck, trying to get away from the crowds that were gathering in areas. He'd heard that the Observation deck was empty, so he headed there for some peace and quiet.

Hadn't counted on seeing George there.

But... this was George. Jim's dad. He knew he should leave, but at the same time... he wanted to stay. "Computer, lights off," he commanded, pressing his authorization code into the computer. The dimly lit interior, lights only from the stars themselves wouldn't be enough to hide his identify, but it might make it easier for him to let go.

Emma McCoy - Mess

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Em sat an empty table in the mess with a bowl of ice cream, having had a craving for the sweet treat.

Christine Chapel - Quarters

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Christine had spent a quiet evening alone in her quarters, sipping a cup of tea and catching up on some reading.

She caught herself yawning as she scrolled down the PADD, and paused, glancing at the chronometer. Somehow she'd lost track of time - it was very late.

She set down the PADD and placed the empty teacup into the replicator, changing into her most comfortable nightgown before slipping into bed and ordering the lights off.

She was asleep within minutes.

Re: Christine Chapel - Quarters

[science-blues.livejournal.com]

Spock had the distinct inclination to experience sexual release. It was decidedly more effective with a partner. She arrived outside the quarters of Christine Chapel--her only option, though by no means insufficient--and pressed the panel.

She waited.

There was no answer. She attempted knocking instead.

"Christine?" No answer. She knocked thrice more.

"Christine?" Yet again, no answer. But, to be certain, she knocked thrice more.

"Christine?"

Spock blinked. She was either out or asleep. Unfortunate.

Spock returned to her quarters.

Sam Kirk--Shuttle Bay

[dreadpiratekirk.livejournal.com]

The final volume of Raptors finally arrived the day the orgy began. Sam awoke to the sound of his padd pinging its arrival. He couldn't get peace even in his room. Sounds of people enjoying themselves was particularly loud in portions of the ship where everyone's quarters were, so Sam slipped away to the shuttle bay to read his book.

★*~Warning: INCEST~*★ -- Sam/Kirk

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk went to find Sam. They had things to talk about.

After asking the computer were his brother was, Jim went down into the shuttle bay. Why Sam was down here he didn't know, but several thoughts like 'good he's leaving' went through his head.

He went silent as he came into the bay, just listening, wondering if he could hear Sam. When nothing came to his ears, he silently began to check from each shuttle to shuttle, making sure his steps wouldn't echo.

Re: Sam Kirk--Shuttle Bay

[space-pimping.livejournal.com]

Worthless sacks of scrap, these Starfleet shuttles. One wrong fuse or gasket and the thing would fall out of the sky like a sack of hammers. Harry scowled as he lipped out the back of the shuttle. At least they looked nice.

He froze as his eyes lined up with the door.

SHIT.

Before he could even consider it, Harry backpeddaled and flattened himself against the side of the shuttlecraft, out of sigh. Of all the rotten, goddam luck.

Harry leaned out as Sam settled down to read his book. Some piece of trash, no doubt. The guy had absolutely no taste. He could...probably slip right by without being seen.

Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[space-pimping.livejournal.com]

"So, is that a mirror in your pocket? Because I can see myself in your pants."

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[drmbenga.livejournal.com]

M'Benga looked up at Leo and then back down to his pants. They were standard issue pants form Starfleet, nothing special at all. Maybe he was crazy, and the best way to deal with crazies was to give in their delusions, lull them into a false sense of security and then lock them in the crazy house.

"This?" he questioned, pulling the disk from his pants pocket. "I guess it could be used as a mirror." He made quick work of his pants, shimmying them down and over his shoes before he held them out. "Lucky I didn't go commando."

Pasha Chekov- Bridge

[nawigator]

This could have been construed as a bad idea.

This normally was construed as a bad idea.

For some reason Pasha couldn’t bring herself to care much. A child in a candy store had nothing on a teenager in a orgy. Did the lights have to be so dark though? Pasha tugged discretely on the hem of her uniform dress, asking Uhura to shorten it even more probably hadn’t been her best idea ever.

Chekov/Sulu- Sorry it isn't a quarantine.

[pilotforflowers.livejournal.com]

So it was a bad idea.

It normally and sort of right now was a bad idea for Sulu.

It's not his fault Pasha looked the way she did though. Attractive as hell and well, just the look of her body in her uniform and how high the skirt was would make anyone want to be with her in an orgy, friend feelings that were sort of leaning into the more than friends category notwithstanding.

"Pasha."

Oh Hell No.

[loyalty-ever.livejournal.com]

As it turned out, being a woman--a woman that moved and sounded like his older sister--was not the least dignified thing to ever happen to him on the Enterprise.

Roaming free and in his own body in The Four only knew what blinding infinite corridor?

Without his shirt or coat? In the cold?

Definitely the new all-time low.



(IF you wanna play with girl!Ayel, or just come say hi, or point and laugh and flee for your puny Fed life, that's cool, too.)

Re: Oh Hell No.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Christine was walking back to her quarters after her shift in Sickbay. It had been a long day, and she wasn't paying as much attention to where she was going as she normally did.

Which was perhaps how she managed to turn a corner and run straight into someone else. Only the other woman's weight - heavier than a human of her size would be - kept Christine from knocking them both to the floor.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Christine cried, leaping back. "Are you hurt?" She put out a hand to the woman's arm, both as apology and to steady her, and only then did she realize who she was.

And that she was somehow, mysteriously, out of the brig.

And that she wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Um," Christine said eloquently. "Ayel?"

Scotty & Keenser: Engineering's Sexy Tag Sex Team- Main Engineering.

[dilithiumwanted.livejournal.com]

[OOC: I speak for Keenser, who is a totally separate person than me, here as well. We don't need a PM, but we are a packaged deal, and Keenser automatically has kinky sex. So just keep that in mind.]

Scotty and Keenser were working on a cooling conduit in Main Engineering when...

Scotty & Keenser & Kirk - What the hell am I doing again?

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk looked around through engineering, frowning. He knew his way around, but when he was actually trying to find someone... he wanted to talk to Scotty about another modification on the ship to help against the Narada, but couldn't find the man.

"Oi, Scotty! Where are you man?" He called out, hearing it echo.

Ephram - mess hall

[ephram-green.livejournal.com]

He sat quietly with his tea, oddly not all that upset about it being a historically romantic holiday and he being single.

[lt-moreau.livejournal.com]

Marlena approached him quietly. "Is this seat taken?" she asked, not bothering to wait for an answer before she pulled out the chair next to him and sat down in it. She put her hand over his where it lay on the table and squeezed. "Happy Valentine's Day, Ephram." After a moment's hesitation, she leaned over and kissed him lightly.

DeForest - Botany

[de-forest.livejournal.com]

[OOC - I blame canadianbill entirely. Oh God]

DeForest honestly had no idea what day it was - the thought had not occured to him. Romantic inclinations had not been at the forefront of his mind since arriving on the Enterprise, for obvious reasons. But after arriving in Botany intending to spend a quiet evening with his roses, De had become steadily more confused by the sheer number of people around who appeared to be involved in...assignations. Everywhere. That wasn't normal, surely.

Not that he left. He tried to busy himself with his roses - they needed care after all - and ignore what was going on. Without much success.

Re: DeForest - Botany

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Em walked in, intent on gathering some fresh flowers for her room to liven up the place a little. "De!" she smiled. "What're you doing down here?"

mRiley- Bridge

[iss-eyeliner.livejournal.com]

Riley materialized on the bridge, nude from the waist down, ass raised slightly to show off the form. He looked around. Well. These weren't his quarters...

((OOC: mRiley is pretty gay, but he'd consider breaking his "no girls allowed" rule if somebody wanted to peg him. :P))

mRiley/Julian - WE MEET AT LAST.

[doctor-julian.livejournal.com]

The man looked very familiar. Julian frowned, trying to place him...he was sure he'd seen him on the network before. Was this the one who kept calling him "sweet", or his counterpart? "Kevin?"

In any case, he had expected that their first meeting would involve a bit more clothing. He glanced down at the ribbon he was wearing, then back at the other man, and smirked a little.