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KATHRYN
Janeway transported back into Holodeck Four and New Earth, after leaving firm instructions with Tuvok on the bridge that neither she or Chakotay were to be disturbed unless a small war had broken out and Voyager's destruction was imminent. Maybe even a medium-sized war. "Shore leave", ah yes...
Tuvok knows, she thought, but he's the only one on this ship that could look at it with any kind of dispassionate perspective. (It's illogical, Captain, he'll say, and I'd have to agree with him..
But it's going to work. It HAS TO work.)
She walked quietly through the stand of trees and up the slope towards the waterfall, checking to see that the sunset was still holding in all its glorious detail. Who needs to paint on a canvas when one can do a sunset for real! she laughed. Da Vinci would be so jealous...
As she drew closer to Chakotay's favorite rock, approaching from behind it, she slowed her pace, wanting to look at him before he saw her. He was in his usual perch, facing away from her and toward the sunset, bare skin glowing gold in answer to the sun, leaning back on his elbows, face to the sky...
Ye gods, he looks...amazing...peaceful...heart-breakingly handsome...so lean, like a coiled spring, even in his relaxed pose... Her eyes washed over him, studying every detail, for what seemed like a long time.
Now she wanted to touch him. Everywhere.
Chakotay felt her presence even before he heard her coming towards him. The goosebumps now covered him head to foot. Interesting, he thought, I've become a human sensor array... and she's sending the readings off the scale. He took another deep breath, kept his eyes closed, and sat up a bit straighter on the rock, legs still stretched out in front of him. There isn't much of my body that she can't see pretty well at the moment, and I like it. He smiled.
Janeway, now directly behind him, put both of her hands gently on his shoulders and leaned down to brush her lips across the back of his neck and into his damp hair. Almost immediately his hands came up to cover hers, pulling one of her hands down on either side of his chest so that her head was next to his on his left and her body tight against his back.
"Now you've done it, Kathryn, now I get to WEAR you like a cape for the rest of the night..." Chakotay growled, pulling her arms down as far as they would go, feeling her breasts warm against his back through the thin fabric of the simple sundress she had put on...
Janeway nuzzled the ear she was nearest to, and then his smooth cheek, and then pressed her lips to the tattoo on his temple. He smelled so good, like the sun and water and outdoors and fresh grass, with a subtle hint of sandalwood and spice from the scent he always wore (but the name of which he would never tell her)... She wanted to inhale him, to capture that scent in her memory forever. As he turned his head slowly to the left and opened his eyes to look at her, she brought her lips down to his and kissed him softly, slowly, again and again. Then she moved forward to perch on the edge of the rock to his left, facing toward him and away from the sunset, watching the light play on his face.
His level gaze met and held hers, lingered on her face, her body, as hers was on his. That new look she had noticed before was blazing from his eyes, the most open, unguarded, untroubled look she had ever seen on him, and she suddenly wondered if she herself was showing a similar look that HE could see. No questions, no answers, no pain, just an invitation to enter, and stay...
Her fingers once again traced his lips and his chest, eliciting a deep sigh as they stroked his hard nipples, but his eyes never left her face. She moved closer to him and caught his lower lip in a soft kiss, which opened into a slow, very deep kiss, and continued, slower, deeper still, to the sound of their breathing, also slow at first, then deeper, even more rapid...
EYES OPEN, she thought, I'm getting lost in this incredible kiss, he kisses me as if he were kissing my very soul... I see his eyes glitter in the soft light as he watches me kiss him, and that excites me even more... he kisses as if the kiss were making love to my entire body... I want him so much...and he knows it...
Chakotay slipped his left arm around her and pulled her to him, and with his right hand brought her bare left leg across his legs and around his waist, slowly caressing her leg from her knee to her hip, and lifted her so that she straddled him at thigh-level, their heads now almost even with one another. Another deep, slow, lingering kiss... and then his fingers went to the ties holding her sundress at her shoulders, gently pulling them open and caressing the dress down to her waist, freeing her firm breasts to his eager mouth and right hand. She leaned against his strong left arm, head back, eyes closed, letting his warm breath wash over her, his tongue and lips and teeth teasing, tasting, flooding her with exquisite sensation, as he kissed her throat, both taut nipples, the palm of her hand as she stroked his face, her wrist, the inside of her elbow, her eyes, her mouth again...She felt giddy with desire but did not want to hurry to satisfy it, wanting rather to savor every moment of their first time together, the exploration, the discovery of one another...
"Kathryn..." he breathed huskily into her ear, putting both arms tightly around her body and pulling her closer still. As she pulled the sundress from around her and let it drop to the side, she felt his hardness against her thigh, and looked down to see the fabric of his shirt, still attempting to discreetly conceal him, looking for all the world like a Starfleet-issue survival tent with a rather large tentpole underneath.
Her fingertips brushed across the fabric, smoothing it down over his erection, teasing back and forth, exerting more pressure each time, feeling his body respond more and more to her hand, until she heard him moan softly... His eyes came up to meet hers. Deadpan, she looked sweetly into his eyes and purred... "Chakotay, is there room for TWO of us in that - tent - of yours?"...
A glint danced in his dark eyes, and he looked down at his lap and smiled that same dazzling sheepish smile she had seen him give her after his "Angry Warrior" story on New Earth, when she had asked him if there really WAS an Angry Warrior legend... Then he looked into her eyes again, smile fading from parted lips, desire replacing wicked humor on his face. "Definitely. Very definitely..."
With a flick of his wrist, the shirt sailed off his lap to join her dress on the ground. He took her mouth again with such force it left her breathless, and with both hands cradling her buttocks he lifted her hips up and forward and began to lower her very slowly onto him... As their bodies came together, slowly and sensuously, their stillness seemed to amplify each small movement, each sensation, each gasp. Eyes half-closed in passion and concentration, they continued to watch one another's faces...
So, Chakotay, thought Janeway, this is how you wanted our first joining to take place - face to face, like the warriors that we are!!! No bottom-and-top arrangement for us, but face to face, as equals... I love you for this. I love you for you, and all that you are...
And then thought became impossible, as she gave herself fully to the waves of pleasure engulfing her as Chakotay entered her, filled her, touched her warm moistness with probing fingers that transformed her into a raw nerve ending, stars and colors exploding in her head as he moved his body slowly and deliberately with hers... muscles and sinews straining, his lips everywhere, holding her tightly, controlling their movements like the expert pilot he was, slow and intense and so sweet...
From somewhere far away, Janeway dimly realized that Chakotay had become totally still and was holding her tightly in his arms, his breathing and hers in tandem, his eyes now closed in concentration. (I can't tell where I end and he begins, she thought, my body is screaming for release, oh god, this is how it's supposed to be but hardly ever is... Chakotayyyyyy...)
CHAKOTAY
Knowing he was very close to a roaring climax but determined to prolong their pleasure, Chakotay retreated into his calm meditative state for a moment, letting his intense arousal subside a little, holding Janeway tightly to him and feeling the wonderful sensation of being engulfed by her, his senses filled with her - her scent on his skin, her taste in his mouth, her body yielding under his fingers, her voice murmuring to him, soft sounds of the sensations she too was feeling, her warmth and tightness totally intoxicating.
Finally coming back to the moment, he took a deep breath, put his arms around Janeway's bottom, gave her another lingering kiss, and lifted her slightly so that he could swing his legs over the left side of the rock and stand up, still firmly inside her. She wrapped her legs tightly around him and laid her head on his shoulder, moaning as she felt his body rise and move under her. "Ohhhhhh... Chakotay... mmmmmm...", was all she could manage.
He stood there for a moment, enjoying feeling her again, feeling so much a part of her. How many times he had imagined this moment, not really dreaming it would come to pass...
Then slowly, cradling her, he carried her over to the larger rock beside the one he liked to sit on, where there was an almost vertical side, sloping slightly away from them at about 45 degrees, giving way to a larger pile of boulders. With one arm, Chakotay gently lowered himself and Janeway back against the warm sloping rock, keeping his other arm in the small of her back to keep the rough stone from her skin. The angle of the slope kept her hips tight to him and the upper part of her body leaned backward; as she realized what he intended, she braced one foot against the rock behind her and wrapped her other leg around his buttocks, one arm thrown back above her head, arching her back as she felt him raise his pelvis slowly into her. The intensity of that movement abruptly ended what was left of Chakotay's control, and with a deep groan he clutched her tightly to him and thrust so deeply into her that both of them cried out, their bodies resuming their dance of love at an exponentially higher pace.
As she closed her eyes and flung out a hand into the air in passion, he wrapped his fingers around her wrist and crushed it to the rock, her body arched backward, his forward, burying his face in her neck as both of their bodies strained together, each totally lost in the fury of their lovemaking. His mouth on her neck, his voice in her ear, his ragged breath hot against her, Chakotay felt Janeway's body grow rigid in his arms as she exploded into orgasm, shuddering and crying out his name in total abandon. As he heard her voice, Chakotay threw back his head and allowed his own release, his voice mingling with hers as he moaned deep in his throat, oh god Kathryn, my Kathrynnnn...
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