Title: Resolutions can be a Good thing
Archive: PKelite and Tom Paris Dorm
Disclaimer: Tom and Harry belong to Paramount.
Warnings: None except some innuendo and bits of
Summary: Something for the New Year.
"I won't eat chocolate for a year!"
"I won't use the Holodeck more than twice a month."
"What would you do?"
"No sex for a year!" Harry said with a smile, already
knowing the reaction he would get.
"Screw that!" Tom yelled before diving from one chair
to the one Harry was resting in, covering Harry's
mouth with his in a heartwrenching kiss.
"Mhnnhn nnnnt scchhhh gggggdddd iidddeaaaa" Harry
tried to get out, though it was difficult with his
lips undergoing what could only be describe as the
//Never taught me this one at the academy// Harry
thought, grinning slightly as Tom broke away.
"Now," Tom began. "A resolution doesn't have to be
something you do less of, or stop..." Harry saw where
this was going, seeing the aroused glint in Tom's
eye's which was only further evidence.
"Awww, please Harry. It's a good resolution. Can you
honestly tell me that more sex each day would be bad?"
"Tom, we can't do it any more. It's not physically
possible. We spend every moment of our free time
sleeping or screwing, and recently we haven't been
doing much sleeping!" Harry argued, although he knew
his argument was landing on deaf ears.
"Aww, sure we can, Har." Tom leaned in close until he
was whispering in Harry's ear. "The Doctor has this
fantastically potent aphrodesiac, so that'll take care
of the physical side. Then it just means we need more
time. I'm sure 5 hours sleep is too much anyway, Har."
Harry couldn't believe his own ears at what Tom was
saying. Or even more that he found himself nodding and
grinning along with him.
He could barely move after a night of passion with
Tom, now. How was he gonna make it with more sex and
Tom put Harry's endless worries to the back of his
mind for the moment as he leaned in for another, sweet
and tender kiss.
"I love you Harry." Tom, admitted clearly. Usually
only saying the words when in throws of passion. But
now there was no passion, only love. His clear blue
eyes were staring into Harry's deep brown ones as he
tried to show Harry through words, and through his
eyes how much he meant it.
"Oh, Tom. I love you too!"
With that said, and the too men deleriously happy, the
two men set off to the bedroom where they were
determined to keep this New Years Resolution.