Archive: Warp 5 complex, anyone else please ask first.
Beta: None, so all suggestions and comments welcolmed.
Summary: Drabble. Sex and uniforms.
A/N: Inspired by the ridiculous number of zips/pockets on the uniforms. I make it 7 pockets plus 5 other zips.
Malcolm locked the storage bay door and turned to face his lover, a wicked grin lighting his features.
Trip smiled. "What's up?" Though what was up was obvious.
Malcolm advanced. Predatory. "Door's locked... Camera's off..." The kiss said the rest.
"Here?!" Trip squeaked; excited, regardless. "Now?"
"We've both been busy all week." He pulled Trip closer, ground their hips together, kissed some more. "I won't wait a second longer."
Trip couldn't argue; didn't want to. Tugging at the restrictive cloth, he cursed: "Damn uniforms!"
"Oh, I don't know..."
Lube. Silk scarves. Blindfold. Chocolate sauce.
"...you have to love the pockets!"