Pavel laughed into his mouth and gently steered him towards the bed, running strong hands over the trim hips and rear end.
Sulu made a frustrated noise, funbling with the fastenings of Pavel's uniform. He pressed himself closer, reveling in the feel of the younger man against him; all hard muscle and sweet, soft skin.
He moaned as Pavel slid his hands into the loosened waistband of his trousers, cupping Sulu's rapidly hardening erection. Gods, the man didn't waste any time!
The taller man lifted his head just enough to escape Hikaru's insatiable mouth, grinning breathlessly when his captain growled at him. Sulu latched onto his neck in retaliation, sucking hard as his first officer squeaked in surprise. Chekov muttered something in russian and began peeling layers of clothing off of both of them. When they were apparently uncovered to his satisfaction, he leaned heavily against Hikaru, forcing him backwards onto the bed.
Sulu grunted, landing on his back with a naked, very aroused Pavel Chekov leaning over him. He grabbed the back of the man's neck, dragging him down for a fierce kiss which lasted all of three seconds before Pavel pulled away to begin working downwards along the older man's body. Sulu moaned in response as Pavel began nibling lightly at his nipples.
He let one hand wander slowly toward Sulu's groin while the other roamed over his chest and belly, and Sulu shifted his hips slightly in response. He raked hs fingernails lightly across the compact form covering his, and Pavel moaned into his chest, responding to the contact by sliding his fingers over the throbbing cock now resting in his hand.
Sulu gasped, panting heavily. "Pavel," he ground out, pressing his body upwards against the other man.
Chekov worked his way slowly farther downwards until he knelt between Hikaru's spread legs. He flattened himself against the foot of the bed and slowly licked the swollen shaft from base to tip, eliciting a string of Orion invenctives that made him grin.
Sulu shifted his legs further apart and watched the dark head bend to it's task as Chekov gradually took the whole of his length into that warm, wet cavity and began sucking gently.
Sulu panted, unrecogniseable noises the only response he was capable of. His legs trembled and he strained against Chekov's hands as his moaning increased in volume and intensity until finally he climaxed with a shout, lifting his hips off the bed entirely and grinding Pavel's face into his groin as the younger man swallowed convulsively.
Sulu relaxed slowly, hips aching, eyes falling closed as Pavel licked him carefully clean. Gods, he was going to have bruises tomorrow.
He opened his eyes slowly, breath catching as he noticed Pavel still kneeling between his legs, eyes devouring him with an irresistable fierceness. He clambered shakily to his knees, collapsing against his friend-turned-lover and bearing them both to the bed in a heap... with him on top this time.
Chekov grinned, stretching beneath the smaller man and rubbing his swollen erection against a firm thigh. He looked up at Sulu, face flushed, lips swollen; a definate challenge in his eye. "Vell, Captain?" he asked, licking his lips invitingly.
Sulu just shook his head, leaning down to inhale the salt-sweat scent of the other man's skin. He kissed a slow trail from behind Pavel's ear, down his neck to his collarbone, over to the hollow of his throat. Pavel sighed, tilting his head back as his eyes closed in pleasure.
Sighs turned to moans as Sulu moved further down his body, running fingers through the hair on his chest, tracing the dark line down his belly to his groin, following each carress with a kiss. Chekov groaned as the fingers paused there, stroking the short, wiry hairs teasingly.
"Hikaru," Pavel warned breathlessly, "If you don't stop taunting me..."
"You'll what?" Sulu demanded huskily, grinning. But he shifted position anyway, so that he was facing the foot of the bed.
He took Pavel's weeping cock into his mouth, sucking just the head, enjoying the responsive noises he got in return. Very gradually, he worked his throat mscles around the thick organ, massaging it until Pavel was moaning steadily, interspersed with heartfelt comments in his native language.
Sulu chuckled around his mouthful, earning a gasp and a groan in response. He slowly stroked Pavel's ass, sliding one finger carefully into the puckered opening beneath his hand. Chekov's hips twitched as he tried not to thrust against that questing finger. Sulu moaned quietly when Chekov returned the favor, fucking him with one gentle finger.
Sulu was finding it difficult to concentrate on his task as his own breath shortened and his groin tightened again. Chekov reached up and very carefully adjusted their positions so that he could take Sulu into his mouth again. He sucked slowly in time with the older man.
Chekov moaned into his groin, the vibrations of his throat prompting similar reactions from Sulu..
Hikaru reached down to fondle his lover while Chekov pressed his free hand against Sulu's hip, steadying the slightly smaller man. Sulu seemed to be losing control of his knees.
They continued in this vein, mouths full and groaning in pleasure, first one finger, then two, thrusting in tandem, faster and rougher and more urgent until finally an explosion of ecstasy and relief followed by utter exhaustion.
A long while later, Sulu stirred slightly. "Do you know how long I've wanted this?" he asked softly.
"Mmm hmm," Chekov murmurred in reply.
"Then why act on it now?"
Pavel thought for a long moment. "I vanted to be... sure. That you vere certain enough not to regret it. I don't vant to upset everything," he added cautiously.
"Oh."
Chekov laughed at him. "I vill write you letters from my new ship," he suggested.
"Ok," Sulu replied. He knew better than to promise to write back. He was terrible about writing letters.
"And I vill ask Janice to remember to tell me vhere yo vill be so that ve can see each other, because you vill forget," he added complacently.
"Does your accent always get thicker after sex?" Sulu asked, ignoring the teasing note in Chekov's voice.
"No. Only vhen I am very tired," Chekov explained, grinning at him. Sulu rested his head on the russian's shoulder, running fingers through the short, thick hairs on his chest.
"Do you realize how mch I love you?" he asked after a while.
"Yes," Chekov replied quietly. He planted a kiss on the top of Sulu's head and wrapped his arms around the older man. "As much as I love you, Hikaru," He said softly.