This story is rated NC-17 - please do NOT read if you are
under eighteen years of age.
Disclaimer: Star Trek and the characters of Janeway and Chakotay
are copyrighted to Paramount. I am receiving no money for this, and
intend no copyright infringement.
Kathryn sat in front of the fire, its flickering flames casting a rosy
heat through the entire room and warming her as it did so. Outside
the alien snow was still falling, and the window panes had ice patterns
etched on them. Her head resting on her knees, her arms around them,
she was listening.
She was rewarded by the sound of a door opening, and footsteps entering
the cabin. She closed her eyes, listening to the footfalls as they
drew nearer. She smiled privately to herself as she felt someone
kiss her hand lightly. Opening one eye, she smiled at the man kneeling
in front of her.
"Hello, Chakotay," she whispered, blushing a little.
"Don't blush, it makes me want to kiss you..." he whispered back.
Kathryn lifted her head and gently ran a hand through his hair.
Chakotay got to his feet and looked into her eyes. Again, he whispered,
"Don't run your hands through my hair.. it makes me want to kiss you."
Kathryn smiled. "Then, why don't you?" she suggested.
This time, Chakotay didn't answer verbally. He lent his head
close to hers, pressing his warm lips to her own. His tongue caressed
her lips gently, and Kathryn started to run her hand down his back as he
did so. Chakotay's own hands began to explore, working tehir way
down to her hips, where they rested for the moment. His tongue slipped
inside her mouth, teasing her gently as she moaned into his mouth and pressed
her body to his. As he ran his fingers lightly across her ass, she
wondered what had ever kept her waiting for so long.
He pulled out of the kiss, sucking her bottom lip as he did so.
Kathryn whimpered, trying to recapture the sweet taste of his mouth with
hers as her hands continued exploring his body.
Chakotay pulled out of the kiss again, a bit more definitely this time,
and squatted down, slipping one arm under Kathryn's knees and the other
behind her back. He picked her up and, planting another kiss on her
delicate lips. Kissing him back, Kathryn put her arms around his
neck as he carried her over to the fireplace, laying her down gently on
the rug. He planted gentle kisses down her neck to her breasts, opening
her blouse to admit him as he went. Kathryn moaned, using her hand
on his head to guide him to her hard nipples.
Chakotay slipped her shirt off, exposing her skin to the warm glow
from the fire. He ran a hand over that warm skin, his tongue flicking
over her nipples before he took one into his hot mouth, swirling his tongue
around it. She arched her back, groaning with pleasure as his lips
tugged at her, his teeth grazing her skin. She ran one hand down
his body and began to tug gently at his boxers.
"Your skin tastes so good..." he whispered softly.
"And yours feels so good..." she returned, slipping his boxers off.
"If you're half as wet as I am hard," Chakotay commented as he stroked
her hair gently with one hand, "you're going to drown your thighs..."
Pulling his head close to hers, Kathryn whispered, "Why don't you go
ahead and find out just how wet I am?"
Chakotay winked, his face inches from hers. "Because, I want
you to show me..."
"I'm sure you can find it for yourself," Kathryn teased, guding the
hand that had been playing with her long, loose hair down to her skirt.
"Mmm... I do believe I can," Chakotay countered, easing her skirt off
slowly. He lent his head down, nibbling his way up her thighs with
his hot lips, licking every few inches. Kathryn groaned deeply, wishing
that he would just take her. Tossing her panties across the room,
Chakotay started lapping at her hot pussy, digging his tongue in deep and
making her cry out for him.
She got her wish. Leaning up to kiss her, he pushed his shaft
deep into her, his lips devouring her as he did so. She kissed him
back hungrily, crying out as he rammed himself into her. She felt
like she was about to explode with pleasure as their bodies moved in rhythm,
Kathryn urged him on silently as she savoured every touch, every movement,
and his hand moved down onto her clit, rubbing it hard. The entwined
pair screamed in pleasure as they came together, Kathryn's body going limp
from ecstasy and exhaustion.
Chakotay held her close to him as they lay on the floor, and whispered,
"Coming on shore leave with me again sometime?"
Kathryn kissed him deeply, her mouth answering and thanking him in
a way that words could never do.
