Fandom: Star Trek: Voyager
Pairing: Chakotay/Tom Paris
Rating: NC 17
Series: 5 of ?
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Summary: The boys go clubbing.
Every second person looked like
It might have been his over stimulated
libido along with his vibrant
imagination but he didn't think
so. There were lots more Corlearians
here at the club than there were
last night. Specifically there were
more males and most of them were
darkly sensuous and bore a striking
resemblance to his lover.
"Where are you right now Tom?"
He felt a kiss to his temple and
brought his attention back to where
it should be.
"Right here old man, right here."
Snuggling down lower into his lover's
arms, Tom unbuttoned his wine-
coloured shirt to expose a dusky
nipple. After taking a few moments
to marvel its deep brown richness,
he kissed the round nub and pulled
its tip between his teeth.
Chakotay moaned and stopped asking
One of these days he was going to
have to ask who the hell
these 'spirits' were that Chakotay
kept calling out for but not right
After a few glasses of wine and
lying so close to the commander he
was so horny he was jumping out
his skin. If he was going to do any
networking tonight, he'd have to
get pass this. Otherwise the only
cure he'd be looking for would be
big, thick and fit nicely up his
Lifting the front of his shiny blue
loincloth, Tom exposed his
erection to the probable audience
around their booth and then reached
for the commander's hand.
"Touch me Chak." He wrapped
the thick fingers around his
cock. "Make me come."
"Now? People are watching."
"Yeah I know but I need it.
Don't worry I'll be able to do it again
later. I'm young remember
"Yes and you're also a pest."
Chakotay was already moving his hand
up and down. "But if it'll
make you happy master, then your wish is
"Oh yeah…-oh yeah…-master?"
"It's a long story and I don't think
you have that much time." He
pumped faster. "Am I right?"
Oh shit was he ever. Falling
back on the brightly coloured pillows
of the booth, Tom threw his arms
over his head, spread his knees and
lifted his hips in time with Chakotay's
strokes. As the burning in
his loins flared hotter, he brought
his feet up and dug his heels in
to well of the alcove.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…" No
other words came to mind as his
orgasm exploded from his body like
a star reaching its zenith. He
closed his eyes and rode out the
blissful detonation from its apex to
its dying aftershocks. Soft
kisses on his nape brought him back to
"Oh Tom that looked beautiful."
"You think so?" He sucked
at his lungs for breath. "You should have
seen it from my side."
"No I mean it." The commander's
voice was serious as he grabbed a
moisten towelette from the dispenser
over his head. He wiped his
hand and the applied the wet towel
to his groin, cleansing him
thoroughly as he spoke. "Your
body almost glows when you're aroused.
It flushes a rosy pink across your
chest and down your belly to the
inside of your thighs."
"It does? No one's ever mentioned
that to me before."
"No? I find that hard to believe."
Chak tossed the towel back up
over his head and then replaced
the flap on his loincloth
meticulously making sure no part
of his genitals showed. "And then
there's your face. I think
that's my favorite. Surely even your Will
noticed how it falls into a kind
of rapture that's mesmerizing to
watch as you reach orgasm?
I couldn't tear my eyes away from your
lips as you spoke or the delicate
fluttering of your lashes as you
came into my hand."
Tom wasn't sure how he'd done it
but Chakotay had just made a hand
job a religious experience for him.
He felt humbled and deeply
touched by the reverence in his
lover's voice as he described what
Tom had up to few minutes ago had
seen simply as a release. He felt
tears prick the corner of his eyes.
Oh shit, was touching Chakotay
always going have this effect on
him? He hoped so.
"So it wasn't just the outfit?"
He said playfully trying to get a
handle on his emotions. Tom
didn't want the Danai or his adoring
lover for that matter, see him getting
all soft and mushy over a few
words even if they were really good
"Well blue is my favorite colour."
Chak responded in kind sensing
his need for levity.
"Oh is it? Since when?"
He returned his attention to the smooth
chest and kissed his way along its
dark expanse back to the dusky
nipple. He worried it lightly
with his lips and tongue hearing
Chakotay suck his breath between
his teeth above his head. It was
He wanted to watch Chak come and
then tell him how 'he' looked,
hoping he would be just as moved.
Everything the big man was feeling
with him was brand new and Tom
knew that because it was new for
him too. He wanted to make this
more than just sex for the commander.
Tom wanted to fuck his body but
make love to his mind. To make Chak
feel as special, as beautiful and
as loved as he had with mere
words. To give as good as
Letting go of the precious nub,
he watched how the muscles in Chak's
chest and stomach spasmed at the
release before looking up into his
"I want to see you come."
Tom kissed the cleft between his
deltoids. "I want to see you
Dark orbs looked down at him.
Chakotay's pupils were so dilated that
they reflected the candlelight like
"You won't be the only one watching."
His voice was low and
gravelly. His eyes flicked
up to their audience. "The Danai…oh-"
Tom stemmed his protest with a finger
along the outline of his
erection through the now tight fabric
of his black jeans. Chakotay
cried to his spirits and arched
into the tracing.
Oh fuck but he was beautiful with
his chest heaving and his breath
escaping in gasps. A fine
sheen of sweat had broken out over his
skin giving it a satiny texture
and had released an earthy scent.
Hell, he looked good enough to eat
and Tom wondered if he would have
seen something like this with another
lover if he'd taken the time to
pay attention before. The
commander moaned again and as the sharp
lines of his handsome face relaxed
into blissful resplendence, Tom
got his answer. There was
no fucking way he could have ever missed
this kind of raw beauty. Score
another one for Dorvan V.
"Only my eyes will matter Chakotay.
Let me please."
The commander nodded silently and
taking the initiative unfastened
the front of his trousers to set
free a demanding erection. Now this
was something he'd seen before but
only briefly. Tom now that he had
the time, took greater care to examine
The commander's cock was a shade
darker than the rest of his skin and
unlike his own, it was uncut.
A dark purple head peeped out from the
folds weeping a clear liquid down
its length. Tom licked his lips at
the vision but starved himself.
"Take it Tom." Chak's pelvis
lifted a fraction from the coloured
cushions lining the booth.
"With your mouth."
Tearing his eyes away from the mouthwatering
sight, he looked up into
his lover's sweating face.
"But I won't be able to see."
Chakotay smiled a little and ran
his blunt fingers through his
platinum blond hair.
"I understand what you're trying
to do and why you want to watch but
spirits Tom I want more than your
hand right now." The small smile
faded as he pleaded. "Please
baby it's what 'I' need."
It was the last sentence that undid
him. Having Voyager's first
officer actually beg him to suck
his delicious cock was more than his
heightened emotions could stand.
Tom covered his turbulence with a
"All right but next time old man,
"Yes, yes I promise. Now please
Lifting up from his position along
side Chakotay, Tom shifted the
both of them so they were lying
length way in the alcove. That way
his bare butt wouldn't be exposed
so squarely to a hundred violet
eyes as the metallic blue loincloth
covered his frontal assets only.
After settling between his lover's
legs, he kissed his full lips then
trailed his tongue down over his
front and positioned his head in his
lap where Chakotay's hand was already
The earthy scent was stronger here.
Tom inhaled deeply the totally
male smell imprinting it on to his
consciousness. He made it a part
of him so he could know his lover
by his nose alone. The feral act
so thrilled him that it renewed
his hunger and his spent cock to its
Tom took the pumping hand away and
licked at its damp palm before
placing it on the top of his head.
"Hold on Chak."
When the fingers weaved themselves
into his hair, Tom covered his
teeth with his lips and covered
the head of the weeping penis.
Lapping ravenously he used his tongue
to clean the crest of pre-come
and to push the foreskin down.
That done he bobbed a few times to
savour the smooth feel of bulbous
head before breathing in and
swallowing Chak's cock to its hilt.
"Oh spirits Tom!"
Oh fuck the spirits again.
Oh well at least his name was in there
too. He chuckled low in his
throat and the vibration evoked the
revered beings again. He'd
smiled around his mouthful thinking he'd
have to remember that little trick.
Getting back to business, Tom levered
his mouth up and down the dark
shaft and with a forearm he stopped
Chak's automatic desire to
thrust. This wasn't what he'd
set out to do but he still intended to
make it special. The commander
blindly fucking his mouth just
wouldn't cut it.
With his lips he tugged and pulled
the skin of his dick, paying extra
attention the slit when he reached
its apex. The air in the booth
became denser as it warmed with
the heat of both their bodies and the
bated breath of the crowd surrounding
it. It was the Danai's
closeness that prevented him from
stroking out his release as he
worked to give Chak his. If
he came right now, he'd never be able to
hold it together and as a Danai
himself, Tom did have an image to
"Ah Tom, ah…ah…-"
Oh this was it. Increasing
his suction, Tom moved his head faster to
pull Chakotay over the edge and
when he did, it was hard. A warm jet
of semen bathed his tonsils and
streamed into his mouth. The flow
was so much, he had to pull back
and let the rest of Chak's orgasm
shoot into his face. It tickled.
"Come up here Thomas."
Shit he recovered quickly for an
older man. Tom wiped his face, now
wet for a much better reason than
tears and obeyed the command
settling on his lover's chest.
"That sounded an awful lot like
"It wasn't." Chakotay caressed
his cheek with the back of his hand
and smiled. "I know better.
You wouldn't have listened to me if it
"You'd be surprised."
The eyebrows went up crinkling the
tattoo. "I'll have to remember
"Good because I don't want you to
forget a thing." He kissed his
favorite nipple to make his point
clear. "Nothing, not a single
thing old man ever."
"I won't. First times stay
forever, my Thomas and that was one hell
of a first time."
So do last times, Tom though but
banished the cynical idea quickly.
It wasn't something he wanted to
think about. This
relationship 'did' have a future
and he refused to let his doubts
about the commander's sexual orientation
poison that possibility. It
was yet another personality flaw
of his he'd have to work on. Shit.
"Tom there's something I need to
tell you about."
Oh fuck here it comes. So
much for trying to look on the bright side
"I think the Danai are infecting
the Corlearian purposefully."
"What?" He pulled himself
up the commander's body and folded his
arms over his chest. Chakotay
took advantage of his closeness to
stroke his forehead and card his
fingers through his hair. It felt
so good, he almost forgot about
what they were talking about.
"With out proof I can't say for
sure but Etien eluded that the not
all their deaths were accidental."
Not accidental? Then that
would mean the hedonistic aliens were not
at all what they seemed and that
couldn't be right. The Danai
worshipped life and all its pleasures.
Killing would be anathema to
them. He listened as Chak
went on to explain the properties of the
virus according to Etien.
"No Chak. You must have misunderstood
him. The Danai are not
"I know it doesn't make sense.
From what I've seen, these people
don't seem like cold blooded killers
but Etien did hint at the fact
and I'm sure I didn't mistake his
Could it be true? When the
commander wasn't acting the jealous
boyfriend, he had the ability to
see things clearly and make sound
judgments. That's why he was
a good ship's counselor and an even
better first officer.
"Then they have to be forced or
given no choice."
Tom lifted from his lover's body.
Chakotay halted his progress,
grabbing at one of the gold metal
bands encircling his wrists. They
were identical to the ones that
adorned his ankles and throat.
"Where are you going?"
"To mingle. Maybe I can find
"No were here to obtain serum for
Harry and not to solve the social
issues of this world."
Tom acknowledged it was his boyfriend
talking again and not the
salient first officer. Chak
didn't want him to get hurt. He didn't
want to even begin to image the
shit that kind of attitude was going
to get them in once they returned
"I'm just going to play the piano
old man. You'll be able to see me
from here, OK?"
"All right but be careful.
Too many people both Danai and Corlearian
pay you entirely too much attention
and before you object, that's
your commander talking and not your
Shit Chakotay knew himself better
than Tom thought. He got up and
flashed his bare ass at his enlightened
lover making light of his
dead serious warning.
"If you look closely you'll see
your name stamped across my butt, so
relax. I won't accept candy
from strangers nor will I accept a ride
from anyone but you."
Sitting up in the booth, Chak did
up his pants and gave him an
exasperated look. It
was cute and he hoped to see it more often.
"Go and play but don't stay away
too long." He shooed him away with
"I won't old man." He turned
to meld into the crowd, then
stopped. "And Chak?"
"What is it now?"
"Promise me you'll be careful too.
I'm pretty sure that not a few of
the Danai will be after your sweet
little ass tonight."
Chakotay blushed bright red and
man oh man that was even cuter.
From a darkened corner of the freehouse
he watched intrigued and more
than a little scared.
Etien had lied to him. These
two beautiful creatures were more than
mildly interesting. They were
Unlike the usual desperate coupling
which was the norm between Danai
and Corly they performed a slow
sensual dance before consummating
their union. Playful touches
and tender words had preceded sex and
then continued on after. It
wasn't right and it was also potentially
dangerous. They were blurring
the lines he'd drawn in the sand.
The Danai were followers and easily
influenced especially when it
came to pleasure. Foolishly
time and time again they risked their
very lives and took the beasts as
their lovers. It didn't matter
that the price of becoming infected
was now high. They still found
the Corlearians attractive and persued
them anyway. It was bad
enough that many of the Danai chose
death after choosing one of them,
he didn't need this couple's romanticism
to make it harder for him to
defeat the beasts' all ready addictive
Settling deeper into his niche and
pulling his cowl further over his
features he watched as the tall
blue/pink tattooed Danai left his
dark Corly alone in the booth.
He was a master from a far-flung
province his more loyal subjects had
told him. They said his words
were as pretty as his face or the long
lean lines of his body. A
masterpiece some had even whispered with
bowed heads. A threat he had
translated but that was before he'd
seen the dark skinned Corlearian.
He could fight one his own.
Unlike his brethren, he held no
sympathetic affection for the
destructive species they shared
their world with. He did however
Like Etien a Corlearian lover had
betrayed him only his had not been
so kind. His second in command
had been more fortunate when Aulnoy
had left him with nothing but heartbreak.
While he had that too,
Bartack had also given him the added
going way present of the virus.
He had nearly died before being
able to secure the antidote. His
strife had hardened his heart to
pleasure and from that moment on he
had vowed to extract his vengeance
from the bastards that had stolen
his reason for wanting to survive
the ordeal in the first place. He
hated now and that was something
most of the generous loving Danai
couldn't comprehend and that was
also how he controlled them.
Knowing their fears and their wants,
it was easy to manipulate their
foolish feelings and secure them
to his cause. All he had to do is
convince them it was their unrestricted
behavior that spread the
virus and by infecting the Corlearians
back they would force the
beasts into finding a cure.
Thousands had accepted his reasoning
and had seen the beasts in their
true light. One overly brilliant
newcomer, master or not would be
nothing. So Tomai as he was
called, would either come to him as
others had or be destroyed.
It didn't matter to him if he had his
loyalty or his life saving cells,
he would be an asset to him never
the less. The Corly threat
however would not be so easy to dispose
Traditionally to attract a master
a Corly had to be exceptionally
handsome or a high-ranking official
and now after seeing this
Chakotay he had no doubt he was
The finely built man carried himself
with dignity born from
importance and his dark looks stirred
even his long dead member. He
would be missed from where ever
he hailed from and taking him out of
the picture would take a great deal
of cunning and planning.
Something the recently rebellious
Etien excelled at.
There was another problem and threat
to his mission. What did he do
with his traitorous right hand?
He studied the black and red lines
on his fingers as he contemplated
It could be he supposed an advantage
that Etien housed both of the
offensive beings. If an unfortunate
incident were to happen in his
over stated brownstone he could
remove all three of them at once. He
looked at the crowd gathering around
the new master while he played
the piano and adjusted his thinking.
Tomai's beauty was drawing his people
to him like a beacon. He shone
bright and true igniting the fiery
passion all Danai possessed. The
music that flowed from his delicately
long fingers was intoxicating
and so very different than anything
he'd heard before. Even he had
pulled back his hood to listen to
his talent before falling abruptly
back into his hate. No, no,
no he refused to believe it.
This wonder couldn't be the grand
master because there was no such
thing. He was a myth and a
lie. Corlies and Danai couldn't love and
live together. If they could
there would be no virus that paid
testimony against it. He gazed
upon the amazing man again and
blotted out his beauty with his
Tomai had to die if they were all
to survive because hope killed the
Danai just as surely as the virus
did. The only difference was that
with the Slumbers they stopped breathing
and fell down after they
Ulien knew that because there'd
been no life inside him for years and
experience had taught him that a
fresh face and a new attitude
couldn't change that.