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They had spent a lot of time discussing the guests from a nearby solar system they were giving a lift. Tom had shown great interest in them, most likely because it was a being of incredible beauty. There were even rumors that several of Voyager's crew had fallen hopelessly in love with some of them, and that they were more than willing to return the feeling. It had been a long discussion, and now he was a little tired.
Before he had left the ready room, Janeway had warned him that Tom no doubt
was planning a surprise party on the holodeck the next day, in honor of his
birthday, and that the guests would probably be involved somehow.
Since Janeway wouldn't be there on his birthday, she had given him a little
gift before he had left, and told him that he was not allowed to open it before
his birthday. Most likely its was that book she had been talking so much about
lately. When he weighed the gift in his hand, it definitely felt like a book.
On the way through the corridor he remembered all the people that had asked
him what he wanted for his birthday. He had told them all that he really didn't
know and that they should come up with something themselves, knowing that there
was only one thing he really wanted, but he kept that to himself. He had given
Janeway the same answer when she had asked him some days ago, well knowing that
she was the only one who could give him what he wanted most.
For more then a year now, he had been totally in love with her, but she hadn't shown him in any waythat indicated that she had the same kind of feeling, even though they had been alone on several occasions. The only wish he had was that she was his. And now he was carrying just a book, when it could be so much more.
For a long time, Chakotay had wished for someone whom he could give all the
love he carried around, and she was exactly the person he had been most in love
with, not a school crouch like he had had some of, but a infatuation that throwed
one beside oneself. He had created a place in his heart only for her, and a
place that was often used, when he carried out his daily routines or in his
dreams, she was always there.
She was perfect, a perfect body, and not to mention a personality that had captured
him completely. Unfortunately there was a little hindrance, they had been friends
for so long, and she probably didn't look at him in this way.
Around 2330, Chakotay fetched the gift from the table and sat on the sofa.
He had promised not to open it before time, and he was not the person who broke
what he had promised. His thoughts started to wander. Was it the book Janeway
had talked so much about, or had she just talked about it to make him think
it was his birthday gift.
Exactly at midnight he took the gift and began to open it and soon found the
book he thought it would be. By the book was also a card saying "To the
birthday boy. Happy birthday, and remember: Don't wish for just anything, you
might just get it"
He turned the book over to read the text, and then he opened it to see a little more of the contents.
Inside the book, he found a little chip, and wondered what that might contain.
He reached for a padd on the table and inserted the chip, just to see the message
"This is a holographic camera chip, please insert in correct unit."
He got up, wondering even more now, and got his camera from the shelf , inserted
the chip and activated the camera.
The moment the images appeared, his heart stopped, not because the images were something frightening, no not of all. The images were of Janeway just as nature had created her without the inconvenience of clothes, and now she was lying on his sofa and had the most wonderful smile one could think of, and her body, wow, it was even more breathtakingly beautiful than he had ever imagined.
Quite a few minutes passed before he was himself again, and moved his eyes away from the wonderful sight, and saw the message on the camera's display: "Hey you, if I don't guess wrong, it's about 5 minutes past twelve, and I guess that you just have gathered your thoughts. Why don't you call me……"
He desperately tried to find his combadge, but couldn't remember where he had
put it when he had undressed, so rather than using valuable time, he went to
the computer on his desk, and called her with shaken fingers.
"Hey," was her first word, "I can understand that you have just
opened your birthday gift, did you like it ??????"
"You bet," were the shaken words that left his mouth.
"Do me a favor," she continued, "go to your door and open it."
He left the computer and went to the door and unlocked it. It opened with the
familiar sound.
It was her standing outsides, beautiful as always. As she was getting near she
said: "Don't you invite me in ??????" He moved and invited her inside
with a waving of his hand. "Something to drink?" he asked.
"Yes please," she replied , sitting on the sofa.
He went to the replicator, ordered a bottle of champagne, and then got some glasses from the shelves. When he turned around, she had soundlessly moved from the sofa, and was now just behind him. Then he couldn't resist her any more, and gave her a most passionate kiss.
The glasses and champagne were quickly put aside. He lifted her up and carried
her to the sofa, still kissing. He carefully put her down on the sofa, and his
hands began to explore the softness of her body while slowly undressing her.
She soon looked exactly like the images he had seen only moments ago.
Now he began to explore her body with small kisses starting at the neck, to
the back of the neck and down between her well-formed breasts all the way to
the sensitive skin under the breasts.
He could hear that she was beginning to enjoy herself, so while his firm hands
caressed her breasts, his tongue found the nipples that were clearly enjoying
assault. His small but passionate kisses continued down across her stomach,
all the way down her leg, and then he began the journey to the rose with determined
moves. He found the rosebud that was all wet in expectation of what would soon
happen.
Not many minuets passed until her whole body tensed and a small but unmistakable
sound escaped her lips.
Now its was his turn to receive, and he went terribly nervous, but it didn't seem that she noted it. He soon totally fell into sweet oblivion when her lips closed around that part of his body that made a man a man. Her use of her tongue and lips got him so hard he'd never thought possible, and he really had to concentrate not to come. Just before he couldn't hold it any more, he lifted her head to a kiss, and led her into the bedroom-he wasn't finished with her yet.
The usually short walk to the bedroom took an eternity because they were totally
caught up in each other. He ended on his back on the bed, and she sat on top
of him. He entered her. She began to slowly move her hips up and down and soon
increased the pace.
Now that she was sitting on top of him, he could see how perfect she was, the
light soft skin he was feeling under his hands while he was moving them up and
down her body. The softness of her breasts was directly in front of him, and
he massaged them gently with his firm hands. Her lovely scent of perfume and
sweat titillated his nostrils.
She was looking directly into his eyes with some hair in front of her face and
the pleasure was glowing out of her. She was holding on to his shoulders while
moving, and like him, the sound that came out of her was of pure joy.
When he could see that she was nearing another climax, he couldn't hold back
any more, and they both came in a cramp-like outburst and she collapsed heavily
breathing on top of him. For several minutes they just lay like this, kissing,
and she had a taste that was indescribable. (? What do you mean by that?)
After a moment of relaxing, he thanked her for the gift and told her that was exactly the gift he had hoped most for. She replied that she had had a feeling about it, especially because she had caught many of the hints he had used. She had to admit that she had had the same feelings for him for some time now, and that this would be the perfect way to show it.
"Isn't it time for the champagne now?" he asked while getting out of the bed to fetch it. She smiled and when he returned she had fallen asleep under the quilt. It wasn't strange, she had to get up early and had some long days ahead of her. He crawled carefully under the quilt to her so their bodies were close together.
More than an hour passed, and he still couldn't believe that he now was sharing the same bed with the one he loved so deeply, and when he finally went asleep his dreams were about all the happiness that the future now would bring.
The End
