Title : Whoops 2 - The Awakening
Author : Beth P.
Series :Voyager
Codes : Voy, C/P
Parts : 1/1
Rating : PG-13


Summery: Tom and Chak and the morning after.

Warnings: m/m relationship

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


Chakotay stirred in his sleep, tightening his grip on the object in his arms. Breathing in deeply he smiled as his partner's hair tickled his nose. Cracking one eye open he looked fondly at the sleeping form of Tom Paris. Smiling Chakotay slowly came to full consciousness, remembering the wonderful night before.

He had come to Tom's quarters to speak to him about what had happened yesterday. How Tom had run him down in the hall, and how Tom began to grope the Commander. Chakotay chuckled silently to himself when he remember how he wanted to talk to Tom about what had happened when he careened into Tom and they both went flying into the pilot's quarters. Chakotay remembered the sweet kiss they had shared, and then leaving the decision up to Tom about how far they were going to go.

Tom had locked his arms around the Commander and promptly took his breath away. It didn't take long for the two men to end up in bed. The pilot had done incredible things to him last night, the pleasure of their union beyond description.

Never before had Chakotay experienced such contentment after making love. The feeling of rightness still lingered the next morning. Slowly bringing his arm out from under the sleeping form of his lover Chakotay leaned up and placed his head in his hand and studied the sleeping form.

The sleeping pilot's body was a work of art. His slight, muscular form proving very strong the night before. Tracing a finger over the pilot's chest Chakotay played gently with the golden chest hair covering his chest, watching the chest rise and fall in the steady breath of sleep. Leaving Tom's chest Chakotay trailed a finger down the muscular arm closest to him, tracing the arm all the way down to the talented hands of the pilot. Chakotay lifted the prone hand and placed it in his own, stroking the long fingers with his thumb.

Tom silently woke up when he felt a touch of a hand. He opened his eyes slightly and suppressed a grin when he saw the Commander in rapt attention over his body. Tom stifled a moan when he felt the older man start to trace a finger down the length of his arm. A wave of tenderness swept over the younger man when he felt Chakotay take his hand and hold it.

Chakotay felt Tom start to stir and looked down into the warm blue eyes of his lover. Blushing slightly at being caught Chakotay whispered their shared word, "Whoops."

Tom laughed and drew Chakotay to him kissing him firmly on the lips, letting the older man's tongue inside. Panting slightly as he broke away Tom said, "You know we have to get ready for work right?"

Chakotay nodded solemnly, "I'd rather spend the morning in bed with you."

"Me too," Tom sighed softly, "but duty calls."

Chakotay echoed Tom's sigh and moved to get out of bed, his muscles strained from last night's strenuous workout. "Spirits Tom I feel like an old man today," Chakotay complained.

Tom let his eyes wander over the Commander's body, "You sure don't look like an old man to me, and you definitely weren't that old last night," Tom gently teased.

Chakotay smiled at the younger man and offered him his hand, "Shower together?".

Taking Chakotay's hand Tom nodded and followed him into the washroom where they got in the shower together and messed around for a few minutes.

Breaking away from the lazy kisses on his neck Tom looked at Chakotay and asked, "How do you think the crew is going to react?"

"I don't care what they think," Chakotay replied bending down to nuzzle at Tom's neck again.

Tom's reply was lost in the moan he gave at the pleasure Chakotay was giving him, pushing Chakotay away he said, "We really, really don't have time for this right now. How about tonight?" he offered.

Nodding his agreement Chakotay motioned for Tom to turn around so he could wash his back. Stroking Tom's back with the wash cloth Chakotay said, "I meant it when I said I didn't care what the rest of the crew thinks about our relationship."

"I don't care either, I just don't want you to get hurt."

Kissing Tom on the neck he said, "Don't worry about it, because I know I won't."

Tom turned around and brought his arms up around the Commander's neck and kissed him soundly, "Then I don't care either."

Grinning Chakotay said, "Let's go get breakfast."

Tom nodded and grabbed a towel drying himself and the Commander off. Chakotay replicated a uniform and watched as Tom quickly dressed. When the two men were both ready they gave each other one last kiss and left to go to the mess hall.

Walking towards the mess hall the two men ignored to strange looks being thrown their way. When Tom finally couldn't stand it anymore he leaned over to Chakotay and whispered in his ear, "Is there a sign on my forehead saying I slept with the gorgeous first officer last night or something? People keep throwing us the weirdest looks."

Chakotay shrugged his shoulders starting to say he didn't know why the crew was regarding them differently when he looked down and saw that they were unconsciously holding hands. Smiling brightly Chakotay tried not to laugh when he saw a puzzled look sweep over Tom's face.

"What?" Tom asked.

Chakotay's reply was to lift their joined hands and place a gentle kiss on Tom's hand.

A lovely pink blush started across Tom's features. "Gods, it's going to be all over the ship by noon."

"Are you upset?" Chakotay asked.

"No, I just wanted to tease you for a while with some subtle sexual innuendo, now that everyone knows it has spoiled my evil plans."

Chakotay smiled brightly, "Sorry to ruin all your plans."

"It's ok, I'll get over it. Can you think of anyway to help me?"

"Maybe," Chakotay replied with a grin as they entered the mess hall.

Going through the mess hall line they grabbed their breakfasts and joined their friends already eating. Sitting down gingerly they faced their smirking friends.

"So," B'Elanna drawled, "I heard that you two were holding hands in the hall?"

"And that Chakotay kissed your hand Tom," Harry continued, "So what's going on?"

Tom slid his eyes over to Chakotay, briefly locking their gaze, "Oh, just a little of this and a little of that." Tom replied innocently.

B'Elanna snorted and Harry's grin grew wider.

"What?" Tom began, "Do you want the sordid details?"

"Yes," B'Elanna and Harry said instantaneously.

"Well first I slipped my tongue in his mouth..." Tom started to say as the Commander reached out and smacked him on the arm.

Tom laughed at the horrified expression on Chakotay's face. "I'm just joking, he was holding my hand because I told him it was cold. As for the kiss, I have no idea what come over him."

Chakotay sighed the sigh of the suffering martyr. "Tom shut up." he said holding back a smile.

"Whoops," Tom whispered seductively into Chakotay's ear.

Harry and B'Elanna sat with puzzled expressions on their faces as they watched Tom and Chakotay dissolve into a fit of laughter. Looking at each other they shrugged their shoulders wondering if they were ever going to find out what was going on.

Chakotay grasped Tom's hand under the table in a show of appreciation for the way he used their secret word.

Tom smiled when he felt Chakotay grab his hand. He started to plot the many ways he could slip that word into conversations he had with the Big Man if this is what his reaction was going to be. Squeezing Chakotay's hand lightly Tom began to look forward to the rest of his day.


The End



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