Nobis ✴︎ Pavel Chekov

Chapter Nineteen - 23

       

While sleeping, Pavel dreams of Emory. They're in his old room in Russia and she's getting into bed. She ties up her hair and climbs on top of him, kissing along his neck and playing with his hair. He wakes up a little disappointed that he's alone. He misses Emory and sends her a message, asking if she's free sometime today. He doesn't get a reply and goes into the kitchen to find something to eat. Alec is there drinking a glass of milk.

"Had a good night last night, did you?" Pavel smirks, opening the kitchen cupboard.

"Yeah I did. We weren't too noisy, were we?" He grins as he says it, knowing very well that Pavel probably heard them.

Pavel frowns at him in mock annoyance, turning back to the cupboard.

"Hey, I had to put up with you and Irina," he mutters, sitting up on the bench.

"We weren't that loud! We only did it here like... A few times. Not that many..." A crimson glow starts spreading across Pavel's cheeks and Alec picks up his PADD.

"Twenty three."

"What do you mean twenty three?" Pavel mutters, taking a look at a note page of tally marks.

"I kept count, you did it audibly at least twenty three times."

Pavel's face reddens substantially and his mouth opens to try and to find a counter argument but he can't think of anything. Alec starts to make moaning noises and Pavel bites his lip in frustration. Alec gets louder and starts swearing in Russian, a huge grin on his face.

"I get it, I get it, you can stop now."

Alec continues until a knock at the door interrupts him. Pavel goes and opens the door and Emory is on the other side.

"Is this a bad time...?"

"Not at all," Pavel says sarcastically. Alec greets Emory with a huge grin on his face and she asks what's going on. Alec tells her he was just mocking Pavel and he retreats into his room with his milk.

"Was he trying to make sex noises?"

"Maybe," Pavel mutters awkwardly.

"You weren't having sex with someone else, were you?"

"No, god no. He was, that's how the conversation started. But no, I'm not."

Emory smiles, glad he's not sleeping with other people. She feels a lot more possessive over him than she thought. She takes a seat on the edge of his bed and he tells her he was dreaming about her. She smiles and lies back, asking what he saw. He gives her a very nondetailed version; just that they were in his old house in Russia and sharing a bed. She has a feeling he's skipping over a bit of what happened but doesn't say anything. He lies beside her on the bed and smiles gently.

"Do you swear in Russian when you have sex? I can't remember to be honest."

Pavel laughs awkwardly at the question and asks if she overheard Alec. She nods and he sort of shrugs rather than giving a proper answer. She grins at him and cuddles into his side.

"I don't care if you do."

Pavel sighs, looking over at her and rolling his eyes. She kisses his cheek in response and he just breaks out into a grin.

"I'm glad I'm here with you."

"So am I."

The two of them close their eyes for a little while. It's still reasonably early in the morning but they both feel like they could sleep for days. Emory tangles her fingers with Pavel's and he doesn't protest at all. He just lets himself enjoy it for a while. She kisses his cheek again and he smiles, opening his eyes so he can see her. He tells her they probably shouldn't be kissing, she tells him she doesn't care. He sits up and she sits up with him. She has a gentle smirk on her face and he swears he's never wanted to kiss her more.

"You need to go to work," he says cockily.

She raises an eyebrow. "Make me."

He kisses her then, unable to stand the tension. She welcomes it, gently placing her hands on face and moving closer to him. He uses one of his free hands to pull her legs over his lap. She breaks the kiss just to straddle him. He knows he's pushing the boundaries but the only thing that matters are her lips on his. They start kissing again and Emory bites softly on his bottom lip.

"Emmy," he mutters against her lips.

"Mmmm don't call me that."

He grins and pushes her onto her back, hovering over her and kissing her neck. She pulls his body close to hers and her hands start pulling off his shirt. He breaks the kiss and looks away, guilt starting to set in.

"We shouldn't be doing this, I'm sorry. It's my fault for starting it but..."

"I know, I know. It's just hard to not. I don't think I have the same self control that you do."

Pavel nods, his heart racing a little. He tells Emory she should probably get to work before he's late and she nods, picking her stuff up. She gives one last peck on the cheek before she goes and Pavel can't help but smile. He waves to her as she leaves and Alec appears from his room.

"What were you two doing?" He asks, gesturing to Pavel's crotch. He glares at Alec who gives him a 'you-know-this-is-a-bad-idea' look and goes back into his room. He lies back on his bed and groans, hoping he'll be able to stay away from Emory, as much as he doesn't want to.

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