By Karahkwa Ross
Codes: ST VOY: C/K
Disclaimer: All things Trek belong to Paramount. I mean no copyright infringement. This situation is purely my own.
Summary: Sequel to Uninterrupted Sleep, Unwanted Memories, Unrealistic Dreams, Unanswered Wishes, Unforgotten Lessons, and Unquestioning Acceptance. Harry asks some questions.
Dedication: To Yelsha and T’Yanna for being great beta readers. And to Amiroq. You wanted it, you got it.
Chakotay woke up to the feel of two fingers enter him. He gasped and arched back into the hand.
“Harry,” he moaned softly.
The warmth behind him pressed closer and he felt his lover’s lips connect with the spot by his ear that-
Harry nipped the edge of his ear and then whispered, “I was watching you sleeping and you started touching yourself. I thought I’d help you out.”
Chakotay’s head fell forward to rest against his chest as he arched his back. He had three fingers brushing against his prostate. He loved it.
The fingers were removed a moment later and replaced with an even better part of Harry. Unfortunately, that part seemed to be less active.
“Harry, stop teasing.”
“Tell me what you were dreaming about and I’ll think about it.”
Chakotay sighed. Why was his lover always playful when he just wanted to get on with it?
“You and me.”
Chakotay was rewarded with one deep thrust. Again, he didn’t get any more.
“What about us?”
“We were old together. I had gray hair and you were starting to get some at your temples.”
“What were we doing?” The question was punctuated by two quick thrusts.
“Mmmm. Harry. Please.”
Three nips on his ear and then a sexy whisper. “What were we doing?”
“We... mmm... we were sitting on the porch of a house.... Necking... like teenagers. Oh Spirits, Harry, do that again.”
Harry chuckled and licked that little hot spot on his neck. “This?” Then he wiggled his hips. “Or this?”
“What else did we do in your dream?”
“Harry.” The word was barely audible through Chakotay’s groan.
“You were so hot, Cha. Surely we were doing more than just necking.”
“You... you were... mmm... telling me how much you loved me. How you’d... mmm... oh sweet spirits... love me for eternity and...”
“You got all hot and bothered. I do love you.”
“Love. You.” Harry began chanting the two words. Each word was drove home with a hard thrust.
Chakotay dissolved against his lover’s chest. He lost any ability to make any sounds other than whimpers, groans, and moans. He lost even that ability when he felt a hand reach down to pump his erection.
He screamed as Harry’s next thrust sent him over the edge. He swore the stars around the ship exploded, so hot was his climax. Harry followed him only a second later.
They lay there for a moment, reveling in the warmth they had generated. It wasn’t until Harry slipped out of Chakotay’s body that they both felt the need to move.
Chakotay rolled over and wrapped his arms around Harry. In the three months since they’d become lovers he’d never stopped being in awe of how right it felt to be in Harry’s arms.
“I do love you, Chakotay. I’ll love you for as long as I can.”
“I will, Chakotay. I don’t know what comes after this life, but as long as I have the ability to love, you will be in my heart.”
Chakotay rubbed his face against Harry’s neck. He’d never said the words back. He wanted to but... “Harry, I-“
“Shh. It’s okay. You don’t have to say anything. I know you still have doubts.”
“No. No, I just...” Chakotay fell silent. He couldn’t explain his reluctance.
“It’s okay. Because I know how to lay all your doubts and fears to rest.”
Chakotay’s eyebrows raised but he didn’t say anything. He wasn’t so sure Harry could make him stop doubting this.
“Chakotay, will you marry me?”
He froze. He couldn’t believe his ears. “What?”
“Marry me. Let me spend the rest of our lives showing you how much I love you.”
Harry smiled. “You can think about it. I’ll be here.”
Chakotay shook his head. Trust Harry to ask the unbelievable questions.
“I don’t need to think about it. Yes.”
The End (for now)