Author's note:
Okay kiddies this one's initial premise might beg you
to suspend
your logical thinking for a time and ask you to go a
little with
the flow cause the science isn't exactly precise (it is
however closer
than you might think) but I promise you, it will
eventually
be worth it.
*A special
thanks to Haggis for inspiring this whacked out tale of
misadventure
and desperate love.*
Summary:
Chakotay and Tom go on an away mission to a toxic planet
and have to
depend on each other in a very intimate way to stay alive.
Was that? No, it couldn't be.
Tom squinted
his eyes trying to get a better look at the person
skulking in
the in the dark corner. Oh shit, it was him.
Standing in
the midst of a bunch of potted ferns looking like he was
trying to
blend in with the scenery, Chakotay crooked his finger at
him in the
universal sign for `get your butt over here now'.
Tom smiled
graciously to his dinner companions and excused himself.
It wasn't
like he was getting any where with them anyway. The only
rocks of his
they were interested in buying were not in his collar
and a little
further south. Neither he nor his cock was tempted to
take them
up on their offer. In fact his little buddy had slept
soundly through
the entire exchange.
"What's up?"
He said when he reached the commander. Chakotay
smiled and
took his hand.
"Whoa!"
Tom exclaimed when his hand was placed over a very large
erection.
It was through the older man's toga but he could clearly
feel its warm
bulk.
"It's time." Chakotay purred against his cheek.
"For your dose?"
Tom pulled back his hand and face. Something more
than Chakotay's
dick was up. He took a good look at the frisky
commander.
His eyes `were'
a little red and watery and he `was' perspiring but
it was too
soon to be anything serious. Chakotay should have another
four hours
before a toxic reaction set in.
Chakotay grinned. "Nope, it's Tommy time."
"Tommy?"
Oh wait a minute. Tom took second look at his happy friend
and sighed
in exasperation. "Oh shit, you're drunk."
The tipsy commander
took a deep breath and stuck out his chest. "Am
not."
"Oh-ho yes
you are." Tom poked the protruding chest with his index
finger.
"You're stinking fucking drunk Chak."
Tom had been
careful not drink too much wine by switching his full
glass for
empty ones as his dinner companions thoughtlessly set them
down on the
table. It had taken a lot of finesse and hard work not
to be caught
at his slight of hand `and' carry on a witty banter but
he had been
mindful of his mission and persevered. However, Tom
thought angrily,
it seemed his talented efforts were for nothing.
Apparently
somebody, namely a certain commander had neglected to tell
him it was
all right to drink on duty.
Chakotay sexy
bottom lip pouted. "Does this mean you won't take
advantage
of me?"
"Not at all
babe. I'm all over you." Yeah sure, once they got back
to their room
and he raked him over the coals.
Chakotay's
hands slid under the skirt of his toga, brushed his
hipbones with
his thumbs and then slid around to squeeze his ass.
Tom's little
buddy stirred from its slumber.
"I was sorta
hoping for the other way round Tommy." Chakotay
whispered
in his ear as he nipped at its lobe.
"What? You want to take me?"
"You betcha."
Chakotay replied as he molded ass into a brand new
shape and
kissed the side of his neck softly. It was the first time
those luscious
lips had touched him and Tom melted. He was still
irritated
with Chakotay but now, not so much.
"Let me think about it, aaaah, okay."
"Gooood. Come'on beautiful."
Chakotay pushed
him backwards, deeper into the ferns. They stopped
when Tom hit
a marble wall.
"What? You want to do me right here in the bushes?" He yelped.
"Yep, lift your skirt Tommy."
Chakotay didn't
wait for him to do the honours. He tucked the front
of Tom's skirt
up into his silver belt himself and start playing with
his now exposed
cock and balls. After a few flicks of those blunt
fingers, Tom's
little friend stretched to its full length and became
fully awake.
Oh shit, now
what did he do? He wanted Chak inside him real bad and
normally he
didn't mind public sex, it was exciting but if they were
caught, oh
fuck. Who knew what these people did to flashers.
"Are you crazy Chak?" He pulled down his toga. "Someone might see."
"Not crazy,
drunk remember?" Chakotay's hands continued their
foreplay under
his skirt.
"You're not
that drunk." Tom scolded while shifting his hips forward
into the older
man's ministrations. It felt too good not to and he
was mad not
crazy.
"Nope if I
were, I wouldn't have this." He grinned evilly and used
one hand to
lift his own toga. A large bronze cock popped out and
up.
Chakotay tucked his skirt behind the stout member and returned
his hand to
Tom's groin.
Tom looked down at Chakotay's trick and moaned. "Oh shit Chak."
"What?"
Chakotay pointed his smiling dark eyes down then up. "You
don't want
it Tommy?"
"Whoa, Tommy
didn't say that." Oh no not at all, Tom thought. He
wanted all
of Chakotay, drunk or not. In fact drunk was looking
pretty good.
Tom had no
compunctions about taking advantage of him in his
inebriated
state. Scruples did mean shit when you're in love Tom
figured and
besides this commander didn't have the barriers the other
one did.
`And' he called him Tommy and he kinda liked that.
"I want it babe."
"In your ass
Tommy?" Chakotay made his point by sticking a blunt
digit into
him. It entered easily. Tom hadn't replaced his plug but
he had kept
himself greased and ready. "Do you want me to fuck you
up the ass?"
Chakotay growled as his thick finger grazed Tom's gland.
"Yes!" He cried as his cock wept.
"Good because I want to Tommy. I want to very, very much."
Tom whimpered
in response, parted his legs and wrapped his arms
around Chakotay's
neck. The fear of getting caught flitted from his
mind as he
closed his eyes and rode the older man's finger.
"Oh spirits
Tommy." Chakotay's voice was low and husky. "Let's get
back to the
room."
As Tom's eyes flew open the heaven between his legs ceased.
"The room?" He asked confused. Weren't they going to do it here?
"Yes you don't
want people to see, do you?" Chakotay smiled slowly
at him, his
dark orbs shining more with arousal than alcohol.
"Damn you're incorrigible."
"Nope, just
horny." Chakotay laughed as he righted his toga and
pulled him
from the bushes.
********
Spirits, that was better.
Chakotay dropped
the hypo back into the med kit and then splashed
some cold
water on his face to complete his restoration.
He would not
make love to Tom while inebriated. The wine had gotten
him this far
but he would not let it take him the rest of the way.
Chakotay didn't
want to feel the younger man through a drunken haze
and since
this was the first of one of the few times they would have
together,
he also wanted it crystal clear in his mind for later
retrieval.
Grabbing a
towel he patted the moisture from his face and took a step
back from
the mirror above the bathroom sink to get a better view.
Not normally
a vain man, Chakotay eyed his physique critically in the
small mirror.
He was trim
thanks to his boxing program and his muscles while not
overly bulky
were well defined on his vee like torso. Chakotay
flexed his
arm and watched his bicep contract. He smiled and mused,
still strong
enough for a good right cross although he didn't plan on
any fighting
in the next little while. The provocative thought led
his eyes downward.
Heavily muscled
thighs presented themselves proudly and between, a
good-sized
erection that had been performing remarkably well in the
last day.
Of course it had equally remarkable incentive in the form
of Voyager's
tenacious young pilot. Chakotay hoped for its continued
success as
he headed out into the bedroom and to `Tommy'.
He would not
tell the younger man about the shot of Natlrexone to his
jugular.
It would be best if Tom assumed his overt sexual advances
were derived
from the wine and not his out of control desire. It was
an excuse
to hide behind if when later back on the Voyager, Tom had
call to throw
this night back in his face. He wasn't certain it
would happen
but it was better to be safe in case it did.
Mussing his
hair as he reached the doorway, Chakotay affected a silly
grin and called
out.
"Tommy, I'm baaack!"
********
"And I'm on mine!" Tom called out in answer to Chakotay's cry.
Looking every
inch the conquering hero and not a swaggering drunk,
the older
man strode proudly into bedroom, his dark skin lustrous in
the diffused
light of the burning candles. Tom wondered idly exactly
what Chakotay
had been doing in the bathroom, dismissed the thought
quickly because
he didn't really care if this was the result and
leaned back
against the pillows waiting demurely to be claimed.
Chakotay locked
eyes with him, holding Tom breathless in an
unwavering
stare as he lifted the white sheets and crawled beneath
them.
Tom had to force the air in and out his lungs as he edged
towards him.
Chakotay raised his hand and caressed his cheek.
"Tommy." He said in a soft hush.
Tom wanted
to answer back but `Chak' seemed too casual and `babe'
wasn't special
enough to match the depth of emotion Chakotay put in
his name.
He satisfied his loss by kissing tenderly his fingertips
one by one
as they passed over his mouth.
"Oh spirits,
I can't believe I'm here doing this." Chakotay's voice
shuddered
with emotion as his hand fell. Tom picked it back up and
laid it over
his breast. He knew right then the wine no longer
affected Chakotay.
The barriers were coming back up.
"You are love,
you are." Tom smiled at finding the right name for
his handsome
commander. "And you promised."
"Promised?" Dark eyebrows rose over a set of clear ebony eyes.
"In the courtyard. You promised to take me."
"Tom," Chakotay
started in the same resolute tone he had used earlier
after they
had emerged from their bath. Tom quickly cut him off
before he
said anything he couldn't argue his way out of.
"It's Tommy
remember? Please love, don't disappoint me." Tom
pleaded while
seriously thinking about running downstairs for a
carafe of
red wine.
He moved the
hand on his chest lower to his waiting erection and
wrapped Chakotay's
fingers around it hoping a different kind of
intoxication
would infect him. Tom only moved his hand a few times
in tutorial
before Chakotay's grip tightened and took over.
"Yes, I want
this." Chakotay moaned as he worked Tom's sweating
shaft.
The white bed sheet billowed under his ministrations letting
the cool evening
air in. Tom moved closer to Chakotay's heated body
to warm himself.
"It's yours," Tom sighed. "Now kiss me and I'll give you the rest."
"Kiss you?"
Chakotay replied confused as if the word was alien to
him.
"Yeah that's where you put you lips on mine and.-"
Tom didn't
get the chance to finish. He didn't even remember what
he had wanted
to say as Chakotay's mouth captured his.
If he had expected
the older man's kiss to be shy and timid from
uncertainty,
he would have been wrong. It wasn't. The lips that
caressed Tom's
were strong and sure as they steadily sucked and
nipped at
his and the hot moist tongue was purposeful in it's
destination
as it lined his gums and then dipped inside his mouth.
In short,
Chakotay he knew what he was doing and was good at it.
Leaning into
him, Chakotay let go of his dick to pull him forward
into his.
When their mutual erections met in pulsing need, Tom felt
hot tears
build behind his closed eyes. He had wanted this, this
soul searing
kiss, this burning touch for so long that now that it
was happening,
it was a little overwhelming.
Tom was weeping
from stem to stern as he shifted his hips so the
older man
lay on top, covering him like a blanket. His arms he
brought up
so he could run his fingers through Chakotay's soft hair
as he tried
to match his prowess at kissing with a little tongue
dancing of
his own.
Chakotay moaned
and ran a hand down his side, over his hip to the
sensitive
area behind his knee. Simultaneously thrusting into his
groin and
kissing him into a slow sweet death, he lifted his leg and
tucked it
behind his back in another unspoken universal sign. This
one said,
I want inside and Tom answered back with one of his own as
he wound his
other leg around Chakotay's hips. His said, I want you
there.
Tom laughed
to himself when he realized they were still abiding by at
least one
of the rules with their silent discourse.
Displaying
yet another amazing talent, Chakotay tilted his pelvis and
without the
aid of his hands, unerringly hit Tom's prepared hole with
the crest
of his penis. Tom barely had time to digest that new
wonder when
he was treated with another, Chakotay's thick cock slowly
sliding deep
inside, stretching him, filling him.
"Oh yessss."
He hissed breaking the kiss and a rule. Chakotay's
freed mouth
latched on to his neck, nipping and kissing as Tom
continued
to mumble affirmatives.
"My sweet Tommy,"
Chakotay murmured as he pulled up and braced
himself on
his elbows. Except for a slight trembling, his hips were
still. "My
sweet, sweet Tommy."
Tom looked
up into dark eyes that were only bright with arousal and
not a hint
of wine. Oh fuck, how he loved this man and so wanted to
tell him but
held his tongue afraid of spoiling this moment and
triggering
a barrier.
"Fuck me my love." He said instead, fudging a little bit.
"Yes," Chakotay
replied softly as pulled his cock out a fraction from
his ass.
"Yes!" He roared when he shoved it back in knocking the
breath from
Tom's lungs.
"Yes, yes,
yes," The older man repeated as he got down to some
serious fucking.
Tom closed his eyes and tightened his legs around
Chakotay's
hips as he pounded into his ass and hung on.
His cock was
slapping in short staccatos against his belly when the
rhythm slowed
to a steadier beat. Tom opened his eyes to
investigate
only to see Chakotay's head hanging down between his arms
watching his
cock pumping in and out of his ass.
Tom would have
given anything to come for his love right then, to let
him watch
and show him the depths of his feelings but knew he
shouldn't.
Chakotay needed his issue inside him not on his stomach.
It didn't
matter they were ahead of schedule, and the older man was
okay for a
few more hours, Tom would feel better knowing that he'd
pushed the
time back the original six. Chakotay would be that much
safer from
this demon planet's toxic fumes and that was more
important.
"Oh, oh, oh
spirits Tommy." His lover wheezed as he looked up, his
face a grimace.
Oh fuck, he was coming.
Remembering
the explosion in the tub, Tom happily readied himself to
be pounded
through the wall above his head. When his cock began to
weep more
freely he realized he was looking forward to it way too
much and pinched
it just below the crest.
Unbelievably
even as his hips and breath quicken Chakotay noticed his
struggle and
covered his hand.
"Do it with
me Tommy." He growled as he pumped him in time with his
thrusts.
"No."
He pleaded weakly but Chakotay's hand on his cock and his cock
in his ass
was more than he could fight. When the older man kissed
his neck,
Tom lost it completely and joined him in full force.
Thrashing and
convulsing they crashed into one another as each
spilled their
seed. Tom dimly felt Chakotay's teeth sink into his
shoulder as
his spine arched and his come was milked from his body
but the small
pain at his neck was nothing compared to the ecstasy he
felt everywhere
else.
He was crying
openly by the time the sensual storm passed and
Chakotay had
collapsed on his chest. Wiping his wet face on the
older man's
shoulder, he held him tightly as if afraid he would slip
away.
Which was not that impossible given that Tom had effectively
slicked Chakotay
in sweat, semen and now tears.
I love you,
he breathed soundlessly into his tattoo. As if hearing
him, the older
man roused and tried to move to his side. Tom eased
his grip but
only enough so Chakotay could transfer his weight. He
didn't for
one second lose contact with his deliciously smooth skin.
"Are you all
right Tommy?" Chakotay asked alarmed when he saw his
tears.
Tom smiled.
"Yeah love, perfect. I always cry when I've been fucked
within an
inch of my life."
"You do?"
"I do now."
He kissed Chakotay's lips to reassure him and was
pleased when
the older man didn't pull away but kissed him back with
enough passion
to rev his engines again, which reminded him. Tom
stuck his
fingers between their lips to end the contact.
"You shouldn't
have made me come Chakotay." He said sternly using
his lover's
full name to get his point across. "You needed that
dose."
"Not for another
three hours and I'm sure that by then even if I
can't get
it up which I seriously doubt, I haven't come this many
times in years,
you will. You're young and besides," Chakotay
nipped playfully
at the fingers near his mouth. "I wanted you to."
That was real
sweet Tom's heart cooed just before it tightened
painfully
with fear. Sentimentality was all well and good, but not
when it could
mean losing it completely.
"Oh you wanted,
so that makes it okay?" Tom propped himself up on an
elbow and
said harshly, his voice more thick with dread than
anger.
"Well fuck that. In case you've forgotten we're on a mission
here Commander.
You can't get sick."
Chakotay's
eyes narrowed. Oh shit, Tom thought. He had
inadvertently
triggered the barrier.
"I haven't
forgotten Lieutenant." He said stiffly. "Well perhaps I
did for a
few moments but now that you've reminded me, I promise not
make the same
mistake twice. Excuse me."
In a huff Chakotay
left the big bed for the bathroom and for the
second time
that day, Tom was treated to the sound of the door
slamming.
********
What the hell was he doing?
Standing in
the tub, Chakotay dropped the sponge he been rinsing his
body with
and looked towards the closed door of the bathroom.
Running away
you big wuss, his mind answered. You waited for Tom to
turn the knob
and then you kicked the door wide open and ran
screaming
through it. Spirits Chakotay, the man was only concerned
for your well-being,
he wasn't rejecting you.
But he used
rank, Chakotay wailed back. We had just made love and
were still
coming down from it and he called me Commander.
He also calls
you Chak, babe and hold to your horses, love, Tom calls
you love.
It's three against one, do the math.
He was angry.
I said he was concerned.
Concerned as in cared?
Maybe more, you left before he could tell you.
I don't want more.
Liar. You just don't want to get hurt.
Nobody does.
True but `nobody' is an awfully lonely person.
So I should take a chance?
If you think Tommy's worth it.
He is. He is.
Don't tell me, you big wuss.
Breaking from
his internal debate, Chakotay laughed aloud. Here he
was alone
in the bathroom arguing with himself when the pale beauty
he had just
brought to tears with his lovemaking was waiting for him
in a bed in
the other room. It was crazy and he'd been spending way
too much time
in that realm lately.
Accepting that
Tom Paris was enough to make anyone nuts, he walked up
the three
short stairs out of the tub intending to grovel for the
younger man's
forgiveness.
He was tired of running.
Grabbing a
warm wet cloth and a fluffy towel as weapons in his battle
for pardon,
he left the bathroom.
"Tommy," Chakotay began then stopped or rather was stopped.
His last vision
before the blow to the back of his head knocked him
senseless
was of his lover on the bed gagged and bound.
TBC