Disclaimer: Repeat after me, sweeties -- I don't own Voyager nor Janeway nor Chakotay.

Pure smut - and proud of it! This is a truly non canon story since we all know that smut will never be seen in the Star Trek Universe. *sniffle* Comments and feedback are welcome.

Rating: a strong R for sexual conduct.

It had started off simply as dinner for Kathryn and Chakotay who had recently, after so many months of courting on his part, been looking forward to bringing their newborn relationship to a more intimate level.

Dinner with a nice bottle of chilled red wine and something else, which neither could recall right now.

Halfway through the meal she had leaned over to clean the left side of his luscious mouth, where a small amount of gravy had remained. Using the tender part of her inner thumb to wipe it away, then taking her digit back to her smiling mouth to savor the sauce and him. His onyx eyes had followed that small motion and it had produced an instant reaction.

The long moments sitting and talking in whispers whenever they could get away from the rest of the crew had all come to this.

Not listening to the tiny voice of his conscience, which normally told him to not do anything which might provoke her mentioning those dreaded protocols ever again, Chakotay pushed back on his seat, stood and made his way to Kathryn's side of the table. His motions were slow, nearly dreamlike, as he leaned down until they were sharing equal air and ever so slowly grazed tenderly across hers in a dry kiss.

The alcohol coursing within her veins swirled and seemed to bubble within her stomach and work its way down her lower body, she had long lost the ability to think straight.

Just as he was beginning to draw away she opened her mouth just a tiny bit and with the tip of her pink tongue wet his luscious bottom lip.

His startled gasp made her smile.

Desire blurred his vision when Chakotay felt that caress. It was all he needed. That salty sweet flavor that was hers alone mixed with his taste buds as once more their mouths meshed into a forceful kiss. This time when she opened to his invasion, her fingers came up to hold him close as tongues dueled and danced, making erotic wet sounds as the taste of the red wine was exchanged between kisses.

Only when her lungs began to scream for oxygen did she finally draw back, every breath drawn in pressed more of his scent into her lungs.

Chakotay's eyes remained locked onto her mouth, seeing the wetness of her bottom lip glimmer in the soft light. "Kathryn", he breathed her name just loud enough to make goosebumps arise upon her skin.

She croaked a request, "The bedroom. Please." To her own ears her voice was unknown. Never before had passion been able to overtake her vocal cords as it did now.

Chakotay brought his hands up and he simply cupped her cheeks into the warm palm of his hands, each thumb played across her ivory skin. Over her cheekbones his digits roamed, pausing slightly to conquer the satin layer of flesh beneath the curve of her chin. Kathryn watched his dark, passionate eyes, transfixed by the melting emotions he displayed from merely caressing her face.

Though his gaze told her everything he still needed to be sure. "Are you ready Kathryn?"

A handful of seconds passed as her brain scrambled to understand what he spoke. She swallowed loudly and smiled. "Yes. I've -- I mean, we've waited long enough. I want you in my bed. In me."

The pulse at the curve of his neck beat a faster rhythm and his pants were becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Tonight all their desires would be finally shown and it was a moment he had so awaited.

Standing up and helping her to her feet Chakotay looked back onto the table and closed his hand around the half filled bottle of wine and then looked into those blue eyes.

"Tonight we celebrate a new beginning," he purred, placing his other arm around her and together they walked into the well-lit bedroom side by side. Placing the bottle upon the night stand he turned around and put his arms around her slim waist, nestling her into the strong cocoon of his embrace.

She breathed in more and more of his husky scent, Kathryn pulled back until she was holding onto his chest then her hands began to slowly peel his uniform top from his lean body.

"Lights at half illumination." She ordered. There was no way she'd miss seeing this proud specimen of maleness.

The crook of naked shoulder, muscular arms presented themselves in tantalizing moments as layer upon layer was removed. Kathryn feasted her eyes upon his dark brown male nipples which were as hard as her own. She leaned forward and lightly lavished attention upon one even though his were not as sensitive as her own.

Her fingers deftly opened his pants and she paused, looked up and locked eyes with him as she pressed one hand atop of his erection to help pull his pants down and off without hurting him. One hand filled with his pulsating cock she managed to bring the pants completely to his ankles, where Chakotay kicked them off.

At last having him fully naked, Kathryn splayed open her hand and saw the majestic gift she held. The inner edge of her palm was a bit wet from his escaping juices and it's sheer size was mouthwatering, to say the least. His bulbous head was partly covered in foreskin, which was a slight shade darker than the rest of him. Kathryn's fingers delved lower and mingled with his sparse pubic hairs, which were amazingly soft to the touch.

"It's not fair that I can't see you yet. My turn." Chakotay moaned while removing her eager fingers from his body.

If she'd held him any longer then the festivies would have been early prematurely.

Chakotay copied her every motion as he helped undress her.

As he stood before her, Kathryn picked up one of his hands and her teeth sank into the lush pillow of his opened palm. His gasp of surprise became a whimper of lust when she smoothed over the same spot with a swirl of her tongue, with a silent apology in her unfocused gaze.

He repeated the gesture on her, listening to the groan that escaped her before bringing his face down in a wet trail all the way to her exposed collarbone. Each inch he covered was lavished with either a nip of his teeth or the suckle of his mouth. On some parts he drew in a bit harder, knowing that come morning she might bear several marks.

He partially undressed her: leaving only her bra and underwear upon her now heated body.

With a slight twist of his hips and a small dip on her side, he maneuvered them onto the bed. The cool blanket seemed to sizzle against their flesh as he positioned his knees on either side of her, looking down as her red hair flared out beautifully around her blanket.

"Chakotay," she said, drinking in the sight of this handsome man just inches from her half-naked skin. This is the stuff dreams are made of, was her giddy thought as his large hands dipped behind her and worked for several seconds there.

A small growl answered her as his usually calm hands became helpless trying to loosen her Starfleet bra, they just didn't make them like when he was in the Academy!

Muttering curses in every language he knew Chakotay finally had to give up, threw his hands into the air and asked, "Could you remove it please? I can't find the darned hook."

The sound of her fiendish giggle made him instantly relax and blush a bit. By the end of the evening he had planned, he knew the last laugh would be his! For another minute she just lay there, looking at the thick cock which swayed slightly as he moved.

"What are we going to do with the wine?" she asked, then licked her dry lips.

Chakotay paused for a second and managed to line up his scattered thoughts. He took a deep breath and smiled, "Bellybutton wine."

Her left eyebrow arched up as her eyes questioned that response but she remained silent. With an almost shy shrug she raised herself onto one elbow, reached behind her and opened the secretive bra with an ease that only a woman would know. Laying back down she left it on her knowing he'd wish to be the one to remove it.

With great care Chakotay leaned forth, took each strap and with tender lust he shed it from her. With his warm fingers he caressed her pale pink and ivory skin, delighting in the contrast between their pigments. Watching his eyes as they looked at her bare breasts for the first time was so erotic for her, drinking in the pleasure from his expressions. For endless moments he ran his fingers across and atop her nipples, enjoying the way they puckered so deliciously for him.

He made lazy circles between the valley of her breasts and 'walked' his index and middle fingers along the same trail, before finally drawing himself atop her and suckling deeply on her right breast. Kathryn's hands plunged into his dark hair as she cried out again and again whenever his mouth relaxed, then tightened its hold on her puckered skin.

Flicking his tongue all with a leisurely manner he secretly loved the way her back would arch, her hips rose and fell from the painful ecstasy of uncompleted lust. Leaving her tender breast Chakotay pulled back and with a soft blow of air he watched with vivid fascination as her perky nipples seemed to tighten even more.

He brought his hands lower on her heated flesh, coming into contact with her panties. A heavy draw of breath escaped her as he peeled them away with feverish hands. With a slight tug here and a rush of hungry hands there, she was suddenly completely bare to his unquenched view.

A wolfish smile conquered his face as he spoke, "Nice to see that you're a natural redhead." A brazen wink followed his words.

Kathryn laughed and watched him as his eyes took in each naked inch of her. And not feeling the least bit bashful laying there before him. They had waited long for this moment to arrive and it was living up the expectations in spades.

"You look good enough to eat." she said, while her hands began to run up and down his hairy legs.

"All yours," he replied. "But you knew that."

"But it's sure nice to hear it."

His fingers tangled themselves within the small triangle within the apex of her thighs. One finger easily dipped inside and it encountered such wet, warm skin that Chakotay just had to bring his hand to mouth and taste her.

Then it was Chakotay's turn to breathe in sharply as her small hand covered him once more, lovingly palming him. Kathryn scraped a finger atop his glans, scooped up some of his juices onto her digit and tasted it.

"Hmm. Just what the Doctor ordered." she quipped.

"Oh. I don't know. I only have enough for one candidate and that position has been filled."

"Not filled ... yet." She offered him a wicked wink.

Drawing herself up until her face was level to his abdomen she peppered wet, hot kisses that trailed on down until she was face to eye with his throbbing penis.

"Mine, mine, mine," she purred as her mouth played across the drooling tip of him. As a kitten to milk, her pink tongue flicked out all across it, causing Chakotay's hips to make tight circular as he tried to draw more into her mouth.

But each time he thought she would swallow him inside Kathryn merely placed a small kiss or a tender lick. Madness, he thought, sheer madness!

Hot sweat broke out all over his tanned skin as he bore exquisite moments being teasing and tormented by this woman. He looked down and was surprised to see that at some moment of this exquisite torture both his hands had tangled within her short red hair. Chakotay became mesmerized with the vision of his loving Captain with her warm mouth playing on his painfully erect cock. One moment she'd deep throat him, the next her teeth would ever so softly run across the shaft, just enough to the brink of exquisite pain. He watched the way her top lip rolled and curled whenever she pulled her mouth over him, leaving the wet lather of her mark all over his penis. After several torturous moments he finally gasped, "Enough, my love. Later on I'll teach you what it means to beg. It's time for the wine." Tenderly he pulled on her head until with a slight "slurp" her mouth came free of him.

She sat up onto her elbows after reluctantly releasing him, his saltiness all around her mouth, a small gel of precum lingering on her bottom lip. Watched the cords of muscles go into play as he stretched out, picked up the bottle and brought it over onto the bed.

"Bring your shoulders up and keep your legs and thighs closed, please." His request was odd but she obeyed wordlessly. He reached up behind her and placed several pillows beneath her back so she was partially sitting and laying down, looking at him and then finally understanding what he meant to do.

"You can't be serious!" she exclaimed even as her gaze took in the way the bottle tipped right over the juncture between her thighs. The still chilled wine made her nearly jump completely upright. Her abdomen muscles instantly clenched as the alcohol pooled into her groin area, nearing covering the small thatch of pubic hair there. What happened next had never so much as entered into her wildest fantasy.

Placing the bottle on the floor Chakotay carefully made his way back to leaning over her. Then with a leisurely calmness he brought his face down until he was a mere centimeter from the wine on her body. A tiny amount had managed to collect into her bellybutton and he started there. As a cat to a bowl of milk, his tongue gently dipped inside and he quietly lapped at it with great care, occasionally letting his tongue stray a bit higher onto her goosebumped flesh. Kathryn's lip opened and long moans of pleasure curled from her.

Then with not more than the tip of his tongue Chakotay made warm trails all the way up and down on the small patch of skin that travels down to the liquor covered pubic hairs. An occasional steaming kiss was left, tormenting Kathryn but she breathlessly awaited the rest of this fanciful foreplay.

Endless moments tangled together as the wine slowly became less and Chakotay was left to lick and nibble upon her tummy.

He then shifted, opened her legs and tucked them atop his back. Kathryn's head fell back upon the pillows as Chakotay covered her entire clitoris with that hot mouth. He felt her tight thighs clench mercilessly against his head but never discontinued his fierce licking and suckling. He could taste her when he dipped his tongue a bit lower and speared her with the tip.

"Oh God! Oh God!" She cried while her fingers tangled into the bedcovers and her hips rode the air frantically. Chakotay then moved lower and began to greedily tongue fuck her while happily listening to her begging for more. Her taste was sweet and tangy but for him it was better than any nectar any gods could offer. Relentlessly Chakotay dipped, delved and lingered until her entire body was soaked in sweat and Kathryn was babbling incoherently.

Chakotay finally pulled back and placed a soft kiss unto the inside of each quivering thigh, his eyes all the while watching her peaked breasts as Kathryn struggled to regain the very breath into her lungs.

Kathryn rasped. "I need you inside me. Now. Please, please. That's a direct order!"

With his dimples gleaming, Chakotay slithered up until he lay within the haven of her thighs just outside of Kathryn's eager wetness. Her short nails played a sinful dance across his ass cheeks, trying to draw him into her body. Resisting until neither of them could with stand it any more Chakotay looked into her eyes as he finally penetrated her, filling her so much that it nearly bordered on painful.

"Been too long. Ohh," she moaned into his fevered kisses as they rained on her lips. "Yes. Fuck me!" His thrusts picked up speed until Kathryn was being pressed hard onto the mattress. She didn't feel the burn of the mattress against her back or the constant pressing of her hips to the covers, that ache would come later. This man became the focal point of everything within and throughout her.

Chakotay was intent on making the moment last so he tried thinking of anything that would make him gain control over his pleasure. But she was so tight and each intense thrust made it harder and harder for him to not feel just how perfectly she engulfed him. His thick glans rubbed her inner walls with maddening precision, her G-spot was being plummeled continously and it ached in such a delicious way.

Each plunge, every thrust seemed to press his cock deeper and harder into her and Kathryn was imploding and melting at the same instance. Her inner thighs were aching but she felt nothing but the friction inside her womb and each motion of Chakotay's invading heat withdrawing and entering her.

Chakotay felt himself close to cumming. Knowing his battle to make it last was quickly being lost, he trailed a hand down between them and with drew tight circular motions across her delicate clitoris.

"Next time," he promised her, "we'll go slower." Then his hips were grinding harder into hers as he began to spill his warm seed within her. A harsh cry of passion escaped his mouth.

"Oooooo!" Kathryn cried out as the world collapsed into a collection of sensations and her orgasm shimmered within her, intimately milking him all the while. The scent of sex, wine and salty skin filled the room like an odd perfume she would never forget.

Chakotay fell atop her and lay there while regaining the power to breathe normally, sweaty and barely able to do more than be prone across her body. "Can you breathe?" he managed to ask while still not having enough air in his lungs.

"Hmm," she murmured happily. The shards of mini orgasms still rumbling within her. "Who needs air? I'm happy enough just having you here inside me. Now sleep. We still have lots of wine to experiment with and then it's my turn."