Kissing Scotty
Scotty doesn't really kiss roughly. Maybe once in a while, whilst drunk, but it's very rare. He prefers to be gentle, and slow. Pressing butterfly kisses around your face whilst holding your cheeks in his hands. Quickly pecking the corner of your mouth.
When he does kiss you fully, he gets distracted easily. From your lips, to your nose, to your lips, to your chin, so on and so forth. He'll smile into your kisses, and mutter on about his thoughts. He needs to tighten a bolt on something he fixed a week ago, you look completely stunning in the cafeteria light, he really wants Irish coffee, Spock and Kirk are probably fucking.
Scotty is touchy, but kissing you on the lips is private. He'll hold your hand and kiss your cheeks and forehead and he'll hug and hang off of you all he wants. He, at one point, admits that kissing feels more intimate, less casual. More dream-like.
From then on you notice the vibrant, hot red of his face every time your lips meet.
His nose knocks yours, and he lets out some embarrassed huff of breath that you choose to ignore. Attempting to re-gain his confidence, he presses a kiss by your ear, then to your cheek. Finally, his mouth is on your's again, and you breathe.
He lets out a giddy breath, lips tightened around his pressing lips, pads of his fingertips massaging the sides of your scalp in an arch.
He stops every few seconds to peck some strange place on your face. Your temple, or your chin, or your hairline. The whole time he has you gathered in his arms, swaying gently to no beat or rhythm.
After the third time he separates your lips, the compliments start. "You're stunning," he mutters as his lips brush an eyebrow. "I love you," he announces, breathless, to your jaw. A contented hum is what meets your cheek, and then his lips are back on yours.
It's the fifth time that his lips meet yours, that he makes the moment utterly... Scotty.
"Aye, diddya know that ol' Mister Spock has a cat? I didn' know ya could own a cat on a damn spaceship!"
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Just one more - me and my birthday twins, in our Starfleet uniforms, or the closest thing Garak has to one. Happy birthday to me, Andrew Robinson and Simon Pegg. Still can't draw Simon Pegg very well 😕
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I forgot how much I LOVE AOS Scotty.
Scotty in general, really. Just a superb funky little man doing his best. 💕
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I still have feelings about the great Scott crossover coming to life
GIF set juxtaposing Doc Brown uttering his iconic “Great Scott!” against Montgomery Scott who replies “Aye, that's me. You're in the right place.”
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