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Disclaimer - Star Trek, and all its characters, starships, aliens and phaser compression rifles belong to Paramount/Viacom. The only thing I own is my mind, which can come up with some pretty weird ideas...
Plot, What Plot??
By Queen Selenay, Lauren Spirit, and Hatoria
Rating: NC17
Chakotay charged into Janeway's quarters and saw her working at her desk. At his entrance she stood up quickly. He charged over to her and slammed her body against the wall, locking his lips with hers.
Kathryn's lips parted, allowing his tongue entry, and she moaned. "Thank God you're back Chakotay, what took you so long? I want you inside me now!"
Chakotay still couldn't believe it. That he and Kathryn could finally be like this. That fact that they can be now just turned him on even more. He ripped her clothes off eagerly. As his lips descending down her neck, his hand wandered much lower...
He twirled his fingers around the short curly hair he found at her entrance and she gasped in his mouth. His fingers moved inside her while his lips took in one of her nipples.
Kathryn's nipple hardened in response, and she felt a flush of wetness between her legs. "Gods, Chakotay take me now! I need you!" Kathryn moaned. "Not just yet, Kathryn,' Chakotay replied, shifting his attention to her other breast.
Kathryn got this devilish grin on her face. 'two can play at this game'. before Chakotay knew what was happening, Kathryn was kneeling in front of him. She lowered his pants and licked her lips.
She took him into her mouth and brought her fingers up to his balls, raking her finger nails over them. She heard him moan at her actions and inwardly smiled.
Chakotay was going to go insane. The feel of Kathryn's hot mouth and tongue would be enough to drive any man wild. She was teasing him, and enjoying every second of it. She was moving her tongue in a maddeningly slow fashion. He was close, so close he could taste it. Chakotay put his hands in her hair, pleading with her to stop, he wanted to ride that wave with her, not before her.
Kathryn slowly withdrew her mouth, but not before the first drop of cum hit her tongue. Chakotay knew if he didn't get inside of her quickly, he'd explode. He grabbed her arms and brought her up to him. She looked into his eyes for half a second before he roughly thrust into her. Her scream of pleasure pierced the room as he moaned at the feel of her.
Kathryn was totally crushed against the wall as he came in and out of her hot interior. She threw her arms around his neck to keep from falling to the floor. Waves of intense ecstasy washed over her as she climaxed and called him name, seconds later she felt his seed fill her and he cried her name in return. They both slumped to the floor exhausted and slowly, he kissed her.
***
Chakotay blinked sleepily as she stretched languoruosly beside his slumbering lover. He couldn't believe that finally, after all these years, he was by Kathryn's side, in his bed, which they had, eventually, made it to. Kathryn didn't even seem to have any regrets, as amazing as that may seem. The way it happened was rather anticlimatic--no omnipotent beings changing her mind, no crewmembers conspiring to get the two of them stuck in a turbolift together, although a 'lift did figure into it...
***
"Janeway to Chakotay. Could you please bring the fuel consumption report to my quarters? I think I left it on my ready room desk," Kathryn said into her commbadge, after a fruitless search of her quarters had not turned up the missing PADD.
"No problem, Captain. I'll be down in the minute," Chakotay replied, handing over the bridge to Tuvok, and entering the Captain's ready room. It took him a few minutes to locate the missing PADD, because it had fallen underneath Kathryn's desk. No wonder she had been unable to find it. Picking it up, he left the ready room, and entered the turbolift, giving it the order, "Officer's Quarters."
The ride started smoothly enough, but about thirty seconds into it, the lift jerked and came to a complete halt. "Shit," Chakotay cursed. He remembered hearing something about the turbolifts acting up lately, but he'd thought that B'Elanna had gotten it fixed. He must have been mistaken. "Chakotay to Engineering."
"Torres here," came B'Elanna's reply, sounding somewhat frustrated and annoyed. Chakotay realized it would probably not be a good idea to get on her bad side right now.
"B'Elanna, I'm stuck in a turbolift."
"You and a dozen other people. All the turbolifts on the ship stopped at the same time," B'Elanna snapped, too busy at the moment to care that she was being rude to a senior officer. "It will be at least an hour before I can spare someone to get you out, so if you don't mind a bit of exercise, you're going to have to go out the hatch, and climb through the Jefferey's tubes."
"I'm sure I can manage," Chakotay said wryly, grabbing the handle to open the hatch. It wouldn't open. He pushed, and pried, and pounded on it, but to no avail. It was stuck quite firmly. Chakotay sighed, and tapped his communicator again. "Chakotay to Engineering."
"What now, Chakotay?" B'Elanna asked tersely. "I'm extremely busy right now."
"The hatch is stuck shut and I can't get out, Lieutenant" Chakotay answered, emphasizing her rank to remind her just who she was talking to.
B'Elanna let loose with a string of Klingon epithets describing various physical acts that Chakotay wasn't quite sure were anatomically possible. "I meant to have that fixed yesterday, but then the EPS conduit blew...oh hell, Commander, I'm sorry, but you're just gonna have to sit tight in that 'lift until I can send someone down to get you out."
"I'll be fine until they get here, B'Elanna. It's not as if I'm in any danger--except for maybe boredom. Chakotay out."
Sitting against the turbolift wall, Chakotay busied himseld with his thoughts, in particular, those of a certain red-haired Starfleet Captain, until his eyes lighted upon the PADD he was supposed to have delivered to Kathryn. He decided that it would be a good idea to contact her and tell her that he'd be late, else he be forced to suffer her infamous Janeway wrath. "Chakotay to Janeway."
"Janeway here. Were you able to find my PADD?"
"It was under your desk, but there's a slight problem. I'm stuck in a turbolift and B'Elanna estimates that it will be around an hour before they can get me out." He was interrupted by a rather un-Captainlike snort of laughter. "What's so funny?"
BEtween giggles, Kathryn managed to gasp out. "Sorry..but in all...the turbolift stories...you hear...there are always...two people."
"You could always join me, Kathryn," Chakotay suggested, only half in jest.
Her laughter died off immediately, although there was still a playful tone to her voice. "Oh, I think not, Chakotay. 'After all, if I could get in the 'lift, you could get out, and there are surely more...comfortable places where we could..." Kathryn's voiced trailed off suggestively.
Chakotay moaned as a certain portion of his anatomy reacted to the mere suggestion. "Gods, Kathryn, not now."
"Not what now, Commander?" Kathryn asked, with a mischievious lift to ehr voice that did not vode well for Chakotay.
Chakotay mentally berated himseld for saying that aloud. "Nothing."
"Did I ever tell you that during my junior year at the Academy, my roomate Lettie and I compiled a list of "100 Fun Things To Do In a Stalled Turbolift?" Do you know what number one was?"
"I don't think I want to know, Kathryn," Chakotay replied.
"Of course you do. This one isn't too likely to happen in real life, however, since this one is contingent on one of the people happening to have whipped cream with them..." Kathryn's husky voice described in detail exactly what the two people trapped in the 'lift would do with the aforementioned whipped cream. With each word, Chakotay's arousal increased until he could hardly bear it. If only Kathryn was in the 'lift with him...
Eventually, Kathryn completed her little narrative. "I'm gong to get you for that, Kathryn," Chakotay threatened.
"Oh, really, Commander? Just what are you going to do to me?" Kathryn asked playfully.
"Oh, I;ll tell you what I'm going to do to your fair, luscious body." Now it was Chakotay's turn to launch into a vivid description, this one involving not the use od whipped cream, but of lips and tongue instead.
WHen he had finished, there was a long pause, long enough to make Chakotay wonder if Kathryn was still there. Finally, she answered, her voice even huskier than normal, thick with desire. "Cha..Chakotay. I think you'd better...report ot my quarters as soon as you get out of that 'lift."
"Aye, Captain. It would be my...pleasure."
Scant moments later, Chakotay heard several loud thumps, than the longed for osund of the 'lift door wooshing open. Jumping to his feet, Chakotay brushed by Vorik and Nicoletti, and practically ran down the corridor, before Vorik could even finsih the second syllable of "Commander."
After staring at the Commander's rapidly retreating form for a few seconds, Vorik turned and raised an eyebrow at Nicoletti, who smothered a giggle. Neither one of them had missed the Commander's aroused condition, and while Vorik had Vulcan discretion, Susan did not. She could earn quite a few replicator rations from the betting pool for telling Tom this, and once she did so, it was sure to be all over the ship.
***
Chakotay snapped out of his reverie as he realized that Kathryn had awakened and was gazing at him. "Penny for your thoughts?" he asked.
"Oh, I was just thinking about you," Kathryn replied, then grinned evilly at him. "Or rather, a certain portion of your anatomy..."
Unfortunately, they had no whipped cream.
The End
Kathryn will climax  times!
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