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Stuck in a shuttle pod
“So, what is working exactly?”
Malcolm sounded positively, or negatively livid. As nothing on their supposed short trip having gone as planned so far. Their leave time after their short mission on the planet supposed to give the two of them some much needed bonding time.
Alas, here they were, stuck on a moon of the planet below after their shuttle pod having taken a meteorite hit and their engines having shut down.
“Well, we have heat. And we have food and drink.”
“For now. How about comms?”
“Nope, nothing. For some reason the power is not getting to the device.”
“Great! Just great!”
“Well, well, aren’t we in a foul mood!” Trip chided Malcolm, as clearly, the other officer was having a moment, as if accusing Trip of their problems.
“This is not how we planned the mission.”
Malcolm really having looked forward in spending some R and R with his bestie and well, something else too after their short mission on the planet was completed. Several days as a matter of fact.
“Malc…” Trip could feel the frustration of his friend. “This is neither of our fault. The astroid field around the planet wasn’t something we were notified of and our scans did not pick it up either.”
Malcolm sighed heavily, huddling in his chair with his arms around himself protectively.
“Look, we can try to fix things for sure. But we don’t have parts for the engine so in any case, we’re stuck until we a) get a message out after we repair comms, or b) they come looking for us after we don’t comm in.”
Malcolm simply gave Trip a stare.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You really don’t know, do you.”
“Well, like said, we’re stuck and…”
“So you have said, repeatedly.”
It was Trip’s turn to sigh. But, taking a seat next to Malcolm, rotating the pilot’s seat so the two were face to face.
“What’s going on?”
Malcolm’s eyes were finally on Trip’s.
“I was really looking forward to our time together, after the mission. Now, we don’t get it.”
Trip, realising he hadn’t considered everything, even if he too had been looking forward to the time after the mission. The two letting their hair down and simply enjoying each other without interruptions.
“Okay. So we don’t get to go to the beach right now, but…”
“But?”
“Well, we are here, together. Just the two of us. We have power, food like said. And…” Trip got up and made his way to the back of the pod, doing something there before turning back to Malcolm. “We have a functioning bed.” The smirk and wink there, trying to be coy and perhaps a tad seductive.
“Charming.” Malcolm huffed his response, not taking the bait.
“Um, Malc, look, I know this isn’t exactly the Ritz, but hey, at least we are together.” He wasn’t being the romantic partner Malcolm perhaps wanted him to be.
But, when Trip was back by Malcolm’s side, grouching right beside his best friend.
“Hey, we can still have some fun here. Keep each other warm and all.”
“Sex, is all you think about.” Malcolm huffed, not that he did not enjoy it too, but, this was far from his fantasy of their trip gone wrong.
“And you don’t, sweetie?” Trip sounded more seductive now, purring as he tried to coo his partner. “I mean, what did you expect for us to do, back on the planet? Pick up knitting?”
Malcolm just had to snort at that. He was being unfair to Trip after all.
“Hardly.”
“So, what say you then? We take a nap, warm up so to speak and then, have at the comms? Perhaps we can still salvage this?”
“Well, it’s not that we have much else to do.”
Malcolm then, with a hint of a smile, offered his hand to Trip, who took it. The two making their way back to the makeshift bed, with the indication clear as to what was about to happen there.
*
“Well, let’s hope this works.”
Trip sent the message out. There was no response, but the channel was operational. Having managed create a one way connection to their ship.
“Well, at least we are warm.”
The two of them dressed down to their skivvies and tops, as it really was warm in the pod. Most likely due to their heated lovemaking causing some of the warm air in the small vessel.
“We are indeed.”
Trip then reached for yet another kiss, the two having been fixing the comms system after their bout of sex, then having some snacks before they were once again ready to get some more fun out of their impromptu shore leave. As it was that right now. Leave.
“So, what say you, ready for some more… fun time?”
“Always.”
The kissing continued, the clothing coming off again.
*
“Trip, Malcolm, come in please.”
The familiar voice came over the channel. Hoshi.
“Well I’ll be! They managed to get comms through after all!”
The two were up, rushing to the console. “Yeah, we’re here. On the moon.”
“We can see that.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, we’re outside.”
“Um… hold on a sec!”
They shuffling and cursing went on for a moment, the duo quickly trying to get dress.
“No problems. Guess, you two decided to start shore leave early.”
“Um, yeah, well, it’s not like we had much else to do being stuck here and all.”
“No worries, we can wait a few.”
Malcolm and Trip managed to get dressed soon enough, opening the door to the pod.
“Well then, guess we’re your ride to the planet then.” Hoshi smirked.
“Thanks! And well, thanks!”
“For what?”
“Understanding.”
“No worries, I can see how young love is.”
“Young?”
“Yeah, well, fresh? Whatever. Come on, let’s get going. It’s freezing out here!”
And so they did, Trip and Malcolm getting back on their mission and then, having a very nice few days on the warm beach after all!