Title : Whoops
Author : Beth P.
Series :Voyager
Codes : Voy, C/P
Parts : 1/1
Rating : PG-13


Summery: Tom and Chak come (get your minds out of the gutter) together in an unusual way. :-)

Warnings: m/m relationship

Disclaimer: Paramount owns all character written about in this story. I am just taking them out for a walk.


Chakotay lay flat on his back in the middle of the hallway, his head spinning from the impact with the floor. Pushing aside the little tweeting birds in his vision he looked up into the pale frightened face of the body covering his own, one Thomas Eugene Paris, ship's pilot.

Tom looked down at the dazed Commander and started to fear for his life. He was already late for his shift that is why he had been running through the halls. He had no hope in hell of seeing Chakotay as he skidded around the corner. Tom smashed into him at full speed and both men went flying, Chakotay backwards and Tom forwards onto the shocked man. When they had finally landed Tom looked down at the Commander noticing the glazed look of someone who just had the wind knocked out of him. Tom could feel the blood flow out of his face as he contemplated the beating he was going to get. Placing his hands on the Commander's chest Tom started to push himself up, stopping when he felt the firm strong muscles under Chakotay's uniform. Running his hands down the Commander's body Tom thought to himself that while he was down here he may as well get in a good grope. He had been fantasying about the Commander for the past few months and now he had the opportunity to answer some of his more persistent questions like, exactly how muscular is the Commander.

Chakotay lay on the floor feeling Tom's hands starting to roam over his body, wondering what the hell the man was doing. Chakotay suppressed the urge to moan as Tom's hands strayed over his hips. *I've got to stop this,* Chakotay thought as he began to respond to the other man's touch. *We're in the middle of the hallway for heaven's sake!*

Tom chuckled to himself when he felt the Commander starting to react to his touch. Looking down into the slightly dilated brown eyes Tom watched the struggle between wanting to beat the crap out of him and wanting Tom to continue. Finally Chakotay seemed to make a decision.

"Ensign...." Chakotay started to say before Tom interrupted him by placing a finger on his lips.

Tom hid a smile and brought an elbow up to gently place it on Chakotay's chest. Resting his head in his hand he looked down innocently at Chakotay and said, "Whoops."

*Whoops, what the hell was that supposed to mean?* Chakotay thought. *Is he apologizing for molesting me in the hall or is he sorry that he ran me over?* Chakotay would have to keep that thought for later as he was distracted when Tom's comm badge went off.

"Janeway to Paris."

"Go ahead," Tom replied still lying on the Commander.

"Do you realize you're late for your shift?"

"Sorry Captain, I ‘ran' into Commander Chakotay and are going over some ‘things'," he replied trying to keep the innuendo out of his voice and winking at Chakotay at the same time.

"Very well, but please hurry. Janeway out."

Tom lifted himself off of Chakotay, offering the older man a hand he said, "Sorry to cut our ‘meeting' short, but I have to go fly the ship now." With that Tom turned away from the Commander and made his was down the hall to the turbolift.

Chakotay rubbed the back of his sore head, sore both on the inside as well as outside, from trying to figure the younger man out. When he had first come to the Delta Quadrant he was very pissed off to see that arrogant snot on the bridge, but over the years of working together he began to see that the flyboy persona was just a cover. That Tom was a caring, considerate man, but why he wanted to hide that behind his walls was beyond Chakotay.

Limping back to his quarters Chakotay remembered the heat of Tom's body covering his own and those talented hands skimming over his body. Feeling a stir in his nether regions Chakotay sighed. He had been fighting his attraction to the pilot for the past few months, rationalizing that getting into a relationship with Tom was not good for their working relationship. But after this morning's encounter he began to rethink the whole situation.

Entering his quarters Chakotay showered and climbed into bed thinking of all the possibilities.

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Tom shifted restlessly in his seat at the conn thankful that the Commander had worked the Gamma shift while he was working Alpha, he didn't think he could handle having the Commander sitting behind him glaring at his head. He kept going over this morning's incident with the Commander. Tom had to wipe away a mental piece of drool when he remembered lying on the hard, firm body, running his hands over the strong muscles. Tom shifted again willing his burgeoning erection to go away. *I have to stop tormenting myself,* Tom thought wistfully, *It's never going to happen.*

Tom sighed, he wanted the Commander so badly but didn't know how to go about informing the object of his desire. He was equally scared of getting the shit kicked out of him, or having Chakotay laugh in his face. Both we're less then idyllic reactions.

Tom's let his thoughts drift back to this morning. *Well maybe there is hope,* he thought to himself optimistically. It felt like Chakotay was reacting under his hands, and the Commander's eyes were slightly dilated, but that could have been from the fall. How would he find out? Tom snorted as he pictured himself asking the Commander, *So Big Man were your eyes dilated because you smashed your head on the floor, or because I turn you on?* Tom repressed a groan at that thought.

The rest of Tom's shift continued with the Commander plaguing his thoughts.

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Chakotay woke up still thinking about the pilot. Even his dreams were invaded by the attractive man. Rubbing his face Chakotay walked over to the replicator and ordered some tea. Sitting on the couch he pondered the problem of Tom.

Finally deciding on a course of action Chakotay asked the computer, "Computer, location of Tom Paris."

"Tom Paris is in his quarters," the computer replied.

*Perfect,* Chakotay thought. Rushing into the bedroom he hastily threw some clothes on and made his way to the door. He didn't want Tom to escape.

Chakotay came rushing up to Tom's door just as the doors swished open. Chakotay and Tom crashed into each other and Tom went flying back. Chakotay reached out to stop himself from fully landing on the slighter man. Hearing the door close behind him Chakotay looked down into the slightly dazed face below his own.

Tom's head cleared when he felt the warm breath drift across his face. Looking up he saw the Commander nose to nose with him in a reverse position from this morning. Tom had to resist the urge to moan with the erotic pleasure of having another body cover his.

Chakotay looked deep into the pilot's eyes noticing the blue fade away as his eyes dilated rapidly. Chakotay decided to go for broke. Leaning down he brushed his lips against the warm lips of the pilot, testing the water so to speak.

Tom looked up, startled when he felt the Commander start to kiss him. Letting loose all his fears Tom deepened the kiss, making it longer and more passionate.

Breaking away from the kiss Chakotay decided to leave the ball in Tom's court. Looking down at the pilot with twinkling eyes and dimples showing Chakotay whispered the word that started him down the path to this moment, "Whoops."


The End



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