Summary:
In answer to Isa's challenge on Jupiter Station. Less
than 36 hours
after Voyager's return to the Alpha quadrant, Tom
vanishes.
Why? Was he alone? Does anybody know anything about
it?
Most importantly, what will Chakotay do about it? Let's see.
"Lutan's jealous."
Chakotay looked over the chest high clear partition of the shower.
"Like I care."
Wil, sitting
on the closed toilet seat looked back. His usual
gregarious
grin was a thin line.
"Well it would
have gone a long way for negotiations if you hadn't
had to be
dragged from Tom's room covered in sparkles and smelling of
sex."
"Lutan's fault. He shouldn't have left me alone with him."
"He thought you were going to convince him to stay not fuck him."
"Again, his
fault." Chakotay ducked back under the warm stream of
water and
rinsed the soap from his body. It felt good. He
could
feel the rage
and tension being washed from him right along with the
lather.
He silently thanked his broad shouldered friend for hauling
his ass from
the transporter room and throwing him in here.
Despite a ten
years absence, William T Riker still knew him better
and what he
needed more than any other friend he'd ever known.
Chakotay turned
off the water and leaned against the glass wall of
the shower,
resting his arms along the top rim.
"Wil, Tom told me not to come back for him."
"And you said?
What? No, I'm guessing." The big assed smile had
returned.
"I really think he means it though. Maybe he doesn't love me."
"He's protecting you and he's doing that because he does love you."
"Protecting
yeah maybe but you can't know if he's in love with me or
not."
"He has to
be. He'd be nuts otherwise not to love a big lug like
you."
"Yeah right."
Chakotay chucked as he slid back the shower door and
stepped from
the tub. Wil handed him a towel.
"I mean it.
You're brave, you're kind and dammit Chakotay," Wil's
powerful voice
turned husky. "You're as sexy as hell."
Chakotay stopped
drying his hair and moved the towel to his chest,
its white
folds falling over his genitals. "How long?" He
asked.
"Do you remember
the crack about seducing my teacher? Well, I `was'
trying all
those years ago, you just never took the bait."
"But we were just friends."
"Yes, I found
out you were straight. That's why I never ended up
making a move
on you. But now you've come back into my life talking
about having
feelings for a man and I'm having a bit of trouble."
His hand lighted
on Chakotay's upper thigh. "No, I'm having a lot
of trouble."
"Wil, I can't. I love Tom."
"I know but
that's doesn't help really." Wil's fingers began moving
in circles
on his wet skin. "I keep picturing you touching him and
after our
trip planet side, fucking him."
"I, I .-"
"You don't
have to do anything, just stand there. Let me do this
just this
once."
The broad hand
on his hip slipped under the towel and with his eyes
looking up
into his, Wil tenderly started to caress his inert penis.
How could he
say no to this man? If asked, Chakotay knew without a
doubt, Wil
would give his life for him. He was loyal and selfless,
and he asked
for so little back in return. Chakotay let the towel
fall.
"Just once." He whispered.
Wil smiled
and transferred his hands to his hips, brought him face
forward and
pulled him between his knees. With a wink he lowered
his head.
The tickle
of his friend's beard was the first sensation he
registered,
the second was his warm moist tongue. Chakotay let his
head fall
back and thought of Tom.
As Wil's mouth
teased and nuzzled him into hardness, he saw only
bright blue
eyes and golden hair. And when Wil swallowed him whole,
a pink mouth
set in a cocky half smile.
Doing what
he'd been unable to do himself with Tom, Wil cupped his
ass and prompted
him to thrust. Chakotay did, starting slowly at
first conscious
of the fact his cock was not exactly small, and then
speeding up
his pace when he heard no signs of discomfort from Wil.
It felt good
and somehow right that his first blowjob from a man
should come
from this one. It could have been Tom given the time but
the beautiful
blond that owned his soul would have other firsts with
him.
This one was for Wil.
As his orgasm
approached, he leaned forward and clasped Wil by the
shoulders.
The mouth on his cock tightened as he pumped his hips
faster.
When a hand cupped his balls and massaged them lightly, he
came.
Mentally making
notes for when the next time he did this to Tom,
Chakotay paid
attention to the way Wil sucked harder and used his
tongue to
pull his release from him. When his orgasm passed, he
fell back
against the bathroom wall and slid down its tiled surface.
"You taste good."
Chakotay opened
his eyes to see Wil grinning and licking his lips.
A very evident
erection tented his uniform pants as he sat with his
knees apart
on the toilet lid.
"Thanks.
I believe that's the first time someone with such a low
voice has
told me that." He dipped his head to Wil's bulging
groin.
"What about you?"
Wil looked
down and then back. "Oh that. I'll take care of it
later."
"Do it now if you like, I don't mind."
"Really? You'll watch me?"
"Yeah. I'm not going anywhere for at least a few minutes."
Impassively
and feeling a little numb, Chakotay watched as his friend
unzipped his
trousers and pulled his erection from it folds. In a
few quick
strokes Wil was moaning and spilling his seed over his hand
and shirt
front. When his eyes fell back in their sockets, Chakotay
tossed him
the towel he'd dropped earlier. Wil caught it deftly
with one hand
and began cleaning himself.
"Thanks Chakotay. This meant a lot."
"Don't mention it. Anything for a friend."
********
"I am disappointed in you."
Lutan stood
glaring at him from the end of bed. Tom, still unwashed
and naked
after Chakotay's lovemaking, relaxed lazily on the mattress
with his head
propped on a pillow. With his legs slightly apart, he
flaunted proudly
to his captor the bruises Chakotay's hips had left
on his inner
thighs.
"Disappointed?
Oh I don't believe it. I've hurt the big bad
kidnapper's
feelings. Well forgive me your highness."
"This is not
a joke princeling. You're performance was unacceptable
and without
honour."
"Fucking my lover had no honour? Give me a break."
"Your lover? That man was your lover?"
"I told you
I was taken." Tom ran his fingers along the inside of
one his legs
and found a bruise. He pressed into it and moaned
while biting
and licking at his bottom lip. The wanton display was
effective
on two levels. It said fuck you Lutan and made his point
about belonging
to Chakotay.
"I was told you were not."
"Told?" Tom closed his legs and bolted up right. "By who?"
"That is not
important. What is important that it will not happen
again and
you will tell no one of your previous relationship."
"And if I do?" He challenged.
"I will kill him but not before I claim you as mine before him."
"You mean with the bonding ceremony tomorrow."
"No my princeling. In this bed."
Enough said.
********
"Well at least we got an invitation to the wedding tomorrow."
"That's not funny Wil."
"Sorry, I guess
I'm getting a little punch drunk. We've been
looking at
these PADDs for hours now looking for a loophole." Wil
rubbed his
eyes. "I need a break."
The burly man
scooted up on the bed beside Chakotay and leaned
against the
headboard, their shoulders touching. He had his shoes
off but was
still wearing his uniform. Chakotay had however donned
only a pair
of sleep pants. There was no sexual tension between
them.
After the incident in the bathroom they had fallen back into
their previous
easy banter. If anything, their friendship had
deepen now
that they had both put their cards on the table.
"Can I ask
you something Chakotay? What have you got against Harry
Kim?"
"Harry? Nothing really."
"Nothing?
You were ready to bash his lights in at the meeting this
morning.
That's not nothing."
"Harry is Tom's best friend."
"What?
Friends like we're friends?" Wil threw him kiss and poked
his ribs.
Chakotay rolled his eyes.
"No I don't
think they've ever done anything sexual together.
Harry's a
pretty straight arrow."
"Oh I get it, like you."
This time Chakotay
poked Wil. It was funny how much they touched
now.
"Okay, okay
but seriously, you're not sure right? You think Harry
might have
the hots for your blond haired boy toy."
"Maybe a little,"
Chakotay admitted. "And Tom's not that much
younger than
me."
"He's what, ten years younger?"
"Twelve."
"Oh not much at all you dirty old man."
Chakotay treated
his friend to one of the big shit eating grins he
was usually
sporting.
"Fuck you Wil Riker."
"Oh now the
gloves come off. Well seeing as you did me a favour not
long ago,"
Wil wiggled his eyebrows and Chakotay sighed in
exasperation.
"How's about I take young Harry Kim out of your hair?"
"Now who's
the dirty old man? Harry's thirteen or fourteen
years `your'
junior."
"Hey I didn't
say I was going to marry him, just take him somewhere
dark and molest
him a bit, that's all."
"That's it!"
Chakotay jumped off the bed and grabbed a tee shirt
from his duffel
bag.
"What?"
"Come'on we've got to talk to Picard and Kathryn."
*******
It was a beautiful morning for a wedding. Too bad it was his.
Tom sighed
and moved from the window. They had him washed and
dressed in
virginal white today. Not exactly appropriate given his
sexual history
but then again neither was the wedding, so what the
fuck.
Tugging restlessly
at his voluminous silk pants, he paced the tiny
room making
a point to avoid his reflection in the mirror. He knew
was sparkling
silver today but had no wish to see it. The large
wooden doors
of his prison opened and he stopped as his dressing
attendant
entered the room.
"It's time princeling." The dark giant announced.
Tom nodded
mutely and followed him out into the plaza. He would
have ran,
if there had been a place of sanctuary he could have flown
to but since
there wasn't, he did as he was told.
Once again
the crowds gave their raucous opinion on his appearance
and once again
he pretended if they weren't there. It was only when
he was brought
up on stage beside Lutan and Yareena, did he look upon
their dark
faces.
So many different
shades of brown shining in the sunlight Tom thought
numbly.
Ebony, coffee, chocolate, and bronze? The last time he'd
seen bronze
that rich was in the moonlight and that was with, oh shit
he was here.
Tom looked again. They were all here.
Harry was standing
beside a rather large lumbering man in a Fleet
uniform, Seven
was next to a man of gold, Captain Janeway was beaming
up at him
and the bald man from yesterday was talking earnestly with
Chakotay,
who wasn't looking at him but nodding to his companion.
Tom stifled
the urge to whistle to get his attention but Chakotay
knew where
he was.
A man dressed
in long robes of pale yellow carrying a leather bound
volume, joined
them on the dais. This was the priest Tom surmised
but as the
man opened his book and his mouth to speak, baldy yelled
out an interruption.
"A question for the groom to be Lutan!"
Lutan scowled. "What is it Picard?"
Picard?
Ah captain Picard. Holy fuck Chakotay, did you bring the
Enterprise
here? Or was his father responsible for that? No, not
his father.
Tom suspected good old Admiral Paris was responsible
for something
else not quite so noble.
"Tom Paris!" Picard called.
He stepped forward past the priest. "Yes Captain."
"Do you take Chakotay of Dorvan V to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
Husband? Shit, didn't anybody believe in proposing anymore?
"Just say yes Lieutenant." Picard urged.
"Wait!"
It was Yareena. She pushed past him and glared down at
Picard.
"The princeling is my intended Captain."
"On the contrary
Yareena, Lieutenant Paris is promised to Commander
Chakotay,"
Tom watched as Picard nodded to Chakotay who was ignoring
Yareena and
staring intently at him. "And has been for some time."
"The vile beast
from yesterday." Yareena spat. "He has no claim on
the princeling."
"I do." Chakotay stepped forward. "He is my first one."
Tom smiled
and almost laughed as he remembered his misinterpretation
with Ligon
terminology when Lutan had first snatched him. Chakotay
may not be
on the total up and up with the marriage thing but he was
speaking honestly
about the first one business. Yareena turned to
him.
"Is that true? Are you this beast's First One."
Tom directed
his smile down at his lover and replied softly. "Yes I
am his first
and his last." He left the dais and walked to stand in
front of Chakotay.
"And yes, I Tom Paris agree to take Chakotay of
Dorvan V as
my lawfully wedded husband."
"Then by the
laws of the Federation invested to me as captain of the
Enterprise,
I now pronounce you married."
And wrapping
his arms around Chakotay's neck, Tom kissed the groom.
When he ran
out air, he pulled back to looked at his new husband's
handsome face.
Now who said
Tom Paris wasn't the marrying type? Not him, not
anymore.
"You already said yes?" Tom asked just to make sure.
"When you were walking on stage Picard was reciting my vows to me."
"That's not very romantic." He teased as he nipped at a dimple.
"No but it
is legal. Lutan and Yareena have no choice but to let
you go now."
"Ah good plan."
Tom kissed his husband's tattoo, thinking of what
he `planned'
on doing to him later once they were alone.
"It was Wil
who gave me the idea." Chakotay said into his
ear.
"They couldn't marry you if you were already married."
Wil?
Tom pulled back abruptly. Who the fuck was Wil? Oh shit,
it
really was
just a plan. Chakotay didn't really want to marry him.
This so-called
wedding was just a way to get him out of this
nightmare.
He let go of the commander and stood back.
"Well if we
can go, let's go." Tom said amazed he could talk at
all.
His heart was breaking and was surprised his voice wasn't too.
"You okay?"
Chakotay asked as his hand came up to his face. Tom
ducked his
head and avoided the questing fingers.
"Yeah, Commander. Now lets get the fuck out of here."
TBC