"Pushing it!"
It was one of those rare moments
when all was quiet in the
Delta Quadrant, as Kathryn Janeway
sat down with her Chief Engineer
B'Elanna Torres in Sardines to share
a drink and a bit of girl talk.
"Okay, as agreed, no shop talk,"
B'Elanna states as she sits
across from Kathryn who is sipping
on her Rhoads island Ice tea, as
B'Elanna took a swig of her bloodwine.
"For I don't know about you,
but I've had enough shop talk to
last me into next week," she
grinned.
"Okay, no shop talk," Kathryn grinned.
"So, how are things
between you and Tom?"
B'Elanna gave a very content feline
smile, "Couldn't be
better," she chuckled with a bit
of a giggle mixed in. "You and
Chakotay? What has it been now.three
weeks?"
"I know, I know, but as he said once
before, I'm only human,"
Kathryn smirked. Then she leaned
in and blushed, "and knowing what I
know now.I'm kicking myself!"
"That good, eh?"
"Better!"
The two women giggle like teenagers
at a malt shop. Then
B'Elanna looks over Kathryn's shoulder,
"Ooh, look who just walked
in," she exclaimed in an excited
whisper.
Kathryn turns and sees Greg Alaya
and Geron Tem enter arm an
arm, as the two move over to the
bar for a drink. "It's just Greg and
Tem," she replies not seeing what
B'Elanna does.
"I know that," she replies matter
of fact, "But you have to
admit, next to our guys, they are
about the cutest runner ups," she
smirked while attempting to drink
her bloodwine.
Kathryn also smirks as another blush
fills her cheeks. "Okay,
I'll admit that, but only as a woman,
not as a Captain. For as a
Captain I'm to remain impartial
to all." she burst up laughing.
The two women enjoy their drinks
some more, as B'Elanna
starts to give Kathryn a blow by
blow detail of what Greg and Tem are
doing. "Now they're moving to the
dance floor," she states in a state
of drool.
Kathryn gives a weak grin, "B'El,
why are you suddenly
intrigued with what Greg and Tem
are doing?"
B'Elanna looks at Kathryn as if she
just grew another
head, "look at them? I mean," she
leans in closer, "Haven't you ever.
fantasies about guys..you know.doing
it.together?"
Kathryn sits back, a bit stunned
and blushed, which is enough
for B'Elanna to know she has. "Ah,
see? Now, take a look over there,"
B'Elanna states still in a whisper.
Kathryn looks over her shoulder to
the dark dance floor and
sees Geron's body wrapped tightly
in Greg's strong arms, moving
seductively to the music. She swallows,
feeling her own mouth
beginning to drool, and suddenly
has to turn and take a deep sip of
her drink when she spotted Greg
devour Geron's mouth in a deep
sensuous kiss. She pants for
air, "I don't think that kind of
behavior is suppose to be going
on."
"Kathryn, since that `is' who you
are tonight. As your
friend, let me put it to you this
way. Don't you dare say a word to
stop it! For that little `show'
has given me a trunk load of fantasy
material," B'Elanna grins with a
leer.
"But what about Tom?"
"What about Tom? He's in them too,"
B'Elanna replies with a
hardy smirk. "In fact, some of my
favorites don't have me in them at
all," she grins, as her eyes scope
out Kathryn's reaction. Seeing
she's hit pay dirt once more, she
continues, "So.tell me."
Kathryn orders another drink, "You first," she states.
"Chicken," B'Elanna taunts, as she gets another bloodwine.
"I'm the Captain of a Starship, I
am not a chicken.I'm just.
cautious."
"Chicken," B'Elanna laughs. "Okay,
but remember you asked for
it." B'Elanna leans in once
again. "Okay, I'll give you the basis. I
have this one fantasy where I walk
into my cabin and I hear Tom is
arguing with the Commander."
"Chakotay?"
"Hey, you asked, now sssh!
Were was I. Oh, yeah, for some
reason they are in my bedroom arguing
about.something. Then suddenly
a shoving match breaks out between
the two of then and soon the two
of them fall together on top of
my bed. Their passions are too clear
to hide anymore and they start to
kiss, madly. Tom rolls Chakotay to
his back, and climbs on Top, as
his hands go wild in removing the
Commander's jacket, the need to
touch flesh overwhelming him. Soon
the two of them are naked, totally
unaware that I'm watching them,
their hard muscular bodies pressing
against each other, Tom arched
back, his eyes closed, and Chakotay
gasping for air, and it's so
intense. Then Tom opens his eyes
and has this wild look in them. He
orders Chakotay to lay on his stomach."
"I can't see Chakotay doing."
"Hey, my fantasy, he does it. He
does it willingly, as a
matter of fact. He gets to his hands
and knees and starts begging Tom
to take him," B'Elanna states a
bit defensively, as she is on her
third bloodwine.
"No, I've always seen it being Tom
who begs for it," Kathryn
slurs, as she's on her third ice
T. "Chakotay's too much of a top in
any category, including the bedroom."
"Are you saying Tom's a bottom boy?"
"No, just that compared to Chakotay."Kathryn
sees this is
going off track. "B'el, it's a fantasy,
it doesn't matter. It's not
like we could pair them up and see
for ourselves," she teases.
B'Elanna sits up straight as if lighting
hit her, "Hey, why
not?'
Kathryn stops smiling, "I was kidding," B'el.
"Why? I mean we've both admitted
that we fantasies about our
boyfriends making it with each other,
why not have make it real. We'd
be there."
"B'El, I think the wine has gone
to your head. Besides, there
is no way Chakotay would ever do
it, much less Tom. So, how about we
just let this one go."
"I bet you I can get Tom to agree,"
B'Elanna taunts
Kathryn. "In fact, I'm so sure of
the fact that I can and you can't
that I'll even go as far as put
my rations where my mouth is. Two
weeks rations that not only will
I get Tom to agree to it, but he'll
go through with it!"
"That's nice, but if you win, that
means I lose, and without
Chakotay, there goes the entire
plan. But nice try." Kathryn laughs a
bit relieved.
"Oh, I see your point. Then let me
put it this way. I can get
Tom to agree first, that'll be two
week's rations, and another two
that if you have what it takes to
get Chakotay to agree, he'll
chicken out before Tom even gets
to first base."
Kathryn looks offended. "What do
you mean `if' I have what it
takes? And Chakotay wouldn't `chicken'
out of anything, much less
against Tom. No, Tom would go running
to the bathroom like a scared
rabbit than let Chakotay take him,"
she snaps in defense.
"Would not! "
"Would too!"
"Not!"
"Too!"
"Not!"
"Alright! But lets make this a real
bet. We get Tom and
Chakotay together and who ever boyfriend
is the first one
to `chicken' out loses. Three months
worth of rations!"
B'Elanna narrows her eyes, "Deal!
Two weeks from tonight, and
if you and Chakotay don't show,
me and Tom will be enjoying your
rations!"
Janeway smirks coolly, "Well, that
goes for you and Tom. I do
hope you like Neelix's latest Leola
root dishes he'll be serving for
the next three months."
"We'll be here," B'Elanna snaps,
and slams her goblet down
and seals the bet in Klingon and
Kathryn agrees.
*************
A week had gone by and B'Elanna still
didn't know how to
broach Tom on the subject of the
bet she made with Kathryn. She even
tried to see if she could back out
of it, but one look of those smug
blue eyes, and she knew she had
to go through with it; now only to
figure away to get Tom to go along
with it, or at least part of it,
for she was sure Chakotay wouldn't
go for it, much less anything else
with a man.
After a while an idea struck her
and she invited Tom to
dinner at her place. She kept it
casual, even though she knew that
she'd be getting lucky, she needed
the relaxed atmosphere. Tom showed
up right on time, sporting a bottle
of wine.
"Thanks," she smiled and took the
bottle and gestured for Tom
to have a seat on the couch. She
poured the wine and joined him, then
leaned in for a small kiss and a
cuddle. "Ah, it's so good to have
you here," he breathed out. "You
make me feel safe," she purred as
she cuddled closer to him.
Tom kissed the top of her head and
hugged her tightly. "I
don't care what Chakotay said,"
she mumbles.
"What about Chakotay?" Tom inquired, his tone annoyed.
"Nothing," she replies quickly and
hugs him more, hoping that
Tom's weakness for the Commander's
opinion of him or better yet,
proving his opinion wrong was going
to help here.
"No, you said you didn't care what
Chakotay said. What did he
say?"
"Tom, forget about it, it's ridiculous,
really," she says in
a dismissive tone, knowing by the
look in Tom's eyes he's on the
right track.
"B'Elanna," he purred, trying to
sway her, "you can tell me,
it won't upset me," he said easily.
file://Oh I hope it does,// she thought.
She acts like she buys
it, "Okay, but don't say I didn't
warn you. He said that you may be a
ladies man and able to make then
feel all warm and cozy, but it takes
a real man to take a man to the
same height," she stated
flatly. file://You know, hearing
it, it does sound stupid,// she thought,
while keeping her face edgy.
Tom was quiet, file://he's not buying
it.damn.// "He also said
that the only reason you're so good
with pussy is because you are
one."
Tom's eyes go wide, "He said that? To you!"
"Well, we were having a few drinks,
and we are best friends,
and friends talk about everything,"
she lied gracefully. "I mean he
tells me all about him and Kathryn
and he's told me about his other
lover's. He says if push comes to
shove you'd pass out if ever up
against a male lover."
Top looked flabbergasted as he retrieves
his arm from around
her shoulder. "I can't believe that.you
two."
"Hey, I defended you all the way,"
she protests. "I told him
you not only wouldn't pass out,
but would teach him a thing or two!"
Tom looks blankly at her, then regroups,
"You bet I would,"
he states, his pride and ego in
full gear.
Then B'Elanna looks away, "Of
course I did kind of
declined." she trailed off on purpose.
"Declined what?"
She looks at Tom, "Well you know
how he thinks of you as a
gambler, playboy? Well, he said
you'd never be willing to put your
credits where your mouth was. I
wanted to say you would, but."
"But what? "
"I'm sorry, Tom. But I'm afraid I
left him with the
impression that you would chicken
out, for I couldn't actually say
you would step up and meet the bet,
now could I?"
Tom stands up frustrated and offended,
"You let the Commander
think I'm a chicken shit? Or worse
a weltcher? How could you? You go
and tell that blow heart that I
could and would go up against him in
any stupid bet he had! How dare
he question me like that? Who does he
think he is?
"Your superior officer," she adds for effect.
Tom growls. "I'll go tell him myself."
he says turning toward
the door.
"No.no. I have a better idea. You
know, Chakotay, being my
friend, really can be a.big talker,
when he's had a few. Come to
think about it, I can't recall him
ever telling me about him being
with a man either. I suspect that
if you called him on his bluff,
he'd be the one backing out," she
grins, seeing that Tom is actually
going for this. file://Like shooting
fish in a bucket or what ever that
earth saying is,// she thought.
Tom sat back down next to her, "I."
She saw he was suddenly backing out,
"I could arrange it that
Kathryn and me were there to witness
the event, so this way it
wouldn't be just your word against
his. Plus, if and when he backs
out, you'll not only have the upper
hand, you'll have a few
additional credits, and the fact
that he chickened out in front of
his girl.huh?"
"He'd back out?" Tom asked, feeling
a bit awkward, but
letting his pride take the lead.
"Of course. Just stay calm, say nothing
and let me arrange
things. We'll show him, honey" she
says, leaning in and kissing Tom,
confident that she had him where
she wanted him. file://All you have to do
is show up, and we win,// she grinned
to her self.
************
All week Kathryn had been dropping
hints about Chakotay's age
and how uptight people thought he
was, especially one Tom Paris. She
knew he had a sore point for the
young pilot, and she just needed
Chakotay to agree to show up, the
rest would be easy; Tom wouldn't
show, he was too much the ladies
man to ever consider being with a
man.
Their schedules kept them busy, but
tonight she was going to
hit Chakotay with both blasters.
She had her tub full with a hot bath
and dinner ready when her lover
showed up, only twenty minutes late,
due to last minute duties.
"Sorry," he said softly as he gave her a small kiss.
"If anyone understands, it's me,"
she smiles, as she took off
his jacket. "You look tired, and
I happen to know there is a hot bath
waiting just through those doors."
"Ah, you're so good to me," he replies
in a sigh, for he was
soar. He headed into the bathroom
and stripped of his uniform and
climbed into the bath. "Are you
going to join me?" he asked in a
husky tone.
file://Not just yet,// she thought
to her self, making ready for
step two of her plan. She walks
in and takes a seat behind him and
starts massaging his shoulders.
"Hmmm, you are tight."
"Long day," he groans, as she works his tired muscles.
"I guess I don't have to tell you
about how the days seem to
get longer ever year," she says
easily. Feeling the tension in his
shoulders, Kathryn gives a tiny
grin internally. "You know I was
thinking about us going to Sardines,
but as Tom says, you tend to
bring the atmosphere down."
"What? What does he mean `I' bring down the atmosphere?"
"Oh, don't take it personally, Chakotay.
I'm sure Tom was
only referring to how. drink dear?"
she asked, strategically changing
the subject.
"Spill it, Kathryn. Referring to how.what?"
She gives a sympathetic look, "Don't
take this the wrong way,
but some of the crew think that
you are too uptight.straight lace,
that the word flexible doesn't exist
in your world."
"Hey, I can be just as flexible as
the next guy," Chakotay
replies defensively.
"Of course, as long as the next guy
is about your age," she
replies easily still rubbing his
shoulders.
Chakotay turns around to look at
her, "Are you saying I'm
old? Or just that the crew thinks
I'm old and stuffy."
"No, not the crew really, just Tom
Paris," she replies, as
she gets up and exists out of the
bathroom to the living room to get
some drinks and let Chakotay stew
in his hot bath.
It didn't take long before Chakotay
was out of the tub,
wrapped in a white towel and on
her heels. "Just what has that little
upstart been saying about me?" he
growls.
file://Target in sight,// she chucks
internally. "Chakotay, I'm
sure it's nothing you would care
to deal with. So why don't we forget
it."
"No, I want to know," he insisted.
She sits down with her glass of wine
and sips it, staring up
at her lover looking perplexed and
angry. "He and I were having
drinks, you know Kathryn and Tom,
no shop talk. Well, he let it slip
that he first thinks your too old
to keep up with him as a lover and
too uptight to ever consider testing
him out on that theory."
"Test him out?"
"Well, he said that the only real
way to determine if you
could keep up with him is if you
were with him, but then that's why
he said you were too uptight."
"Too old and too uptight!" Chakotay's
face looked like he was
going to explode. He started gathering
his clothes. "I show him who's
too old and uptight as I kick his
ass from one end of this ship to
the next," he started muttering.
"Commander.Chakotay, I didn't tell
you this so I'd have to
but you in the brig," she replied.
She watched him pace her quarters
trying to figure a way how to get
even and stay out of the brig. It
was time for the final step. "You
know, Tom tends to have a big
mouth," she says carefully.
"Tell me about it," he growls.
"In fact, I bet if you called him
on his little bravado, he'd
back down," she says finishing her
drink and stands up to place
soothing hands on strong bronze
muscular shoulders. "I even believe
that we could teach him a lesson.
How about we set the little boy up?"
Chakotay looks at her intense blue
eyes and only see the deep
mischievousness, not realizing some
of it is directed his way. "What
did you have in mind?"
"Oh, how about you, Tom and B'Elanna,
and I get together, and
you make a move on Tom. He'll cower
and." seeing Chakotay laugh she
knew she didn't have to say anymore,
// direct hit!//
*************
It was the night of the bet, and
B'Elanna and Kathryn agreed
to use her quarters for their gathering,
since it was the biggest,
though both thought this wouldn't
take very much time. At 1800 hrs,
B'Elanna showed up and made the
final arrangements, having told the
guys that dinner was at 1830. Kathryn
made sure dinner was light and
there was plenty of candle light
for atmosphere, while B'Elanna made
sure there was plenty of hard coffee,
the alcohol to loosen
inhibitions and the caffeine to
stimulate the male libido.
1835 and there was no sign of either
of them. "We didn't
discuss what happens if neither
of them shows," Kathryn states
casually, feeling annoyed that Chakotay
would let her down like this.
"Tom will be here," B'Elanna replied.
file://He better if he knows
what's good for him.//
The door chimed at 1837, "Enter," Janeway replied with hope.
"Tom!" B'Elanna replies, a smug little
look at Kathryn "What
kept you?"
"Ah, sorry, got wrapped up in.stuff,"
he stammered a little
as he tucked in his blue silk shirt
into his black jeans. Then he
looked around and saw the Commander
wasn't present and this puffed
his ego right up, "So, your other
half copping out?" he said with a
bit of arrogance.
Janeway was about to reach for her
com badge when B'Elanna
gently grabbed her hand, "I'm sure
he'll be here on his own
volition," she states, a taunting
gleam in her eyes.
"Would you care for a drink?"
"Love one," Tom replies.
Just then the chime sounds "Enter,"
Janeway says, almost
yelling it.
Chakotay enters, wearing a white
button down shirt and black
slack, "Sorry, I'm late, but I got
held up with Tuvok in the
corridor," he states easily. Then
seeing Tom he steels himself for
tonight's little game, "Tom," he
says with a firm nod and then moved
to get a drink from Kathryn.
The four took a seat at the elegantly
prepared table an
enjoyed the light meal that the
Captain prepared. Kathryn and
B'Elanna sat next to each other
so it would work out that Tom and
Chakotay would sit near one another
also.
`Nice shirt, Tom" Chakotay said easily
as he sat back in his
chair sipping his third cup of coffee.
"I don't think I've ever seen
you wear that before."
The curse of fair skin hindered Tom
as a slight blush crept
into his face, "Ah, well, it's not
like any things going to happen to
it tonight," he said in a challenging
tone. "Your looking pretty
sharp tonight yourself," he added.
"I stay in shape and can take guys
half my age in hand to
hand combat exercises."
"Really?" Tom states casually.
"Really," Chakotay growls slightly.
Kathryn and B'Elanna chose to remain
silent as they remove
the dishes and take their drinks
to the living room, both taking the
only chairs, leaving the sofa for
Tom and Chakotay. "Gentlemen, you
are planning on joining us?" Kathryn
says softly, a bit of laughter
in her eyes as she looks at B'Elanna.
Tom and Chakotay moved into the living
room and see that the
only place is the sofa, and both
men almost charge it, not wanting to
appear bothered by this set up.
The four of them sit quietly and a
award silence fills the room.
"B'Elanna, I have this most interesting
book to show you,"
Kathryn states as she gets up, eyeing
the Klingon woman to follow
her. The two woman move off to the
other side of the cabin. "Let's
just give them time to.work it out,"
she says, a little smirk on her
face.
"Don't get too cocky, Tom's not going anywhere."
The two women do their best to fade into the background.
The awkward silence is still in the
living room as the two
men sit quietly on the sofa, both
somewhat aware of why the women
left.
file://Okay, let's get this over
with,// Chakotay thinks to
himself. He braces himself and turns
to face Tom and takes in the
young blond before him, and he reaches
out and strokes his the soft
strands of his hair, "I've always
wondered if it would feel soft," he
says more gently.
Tom almost flinches but holds still
to the gentle touch, "is
that the only thing you've been
wondering as you've been staring at
me for the last few years?" he asks,
his eyes looking mischievous,
though he's nervousness is hinted
in the tightness of his
lips . file://Your not going
to make me back down.//
"What if I said no, that isn't the
only thing I've been
thinking of?" Chakotay says in a
husky voice while sliding closer to
Tom, still caressing the young man's
hair.
Tom feels his breath catching, file://well
two can play this game,
buddy,// he thinks. He reaches out
and lets his fingers gently caress
up Chakotay's chest, feeling the
smooth fabric of the white cotton
shirt. "What if I said you were
not alone in these thoughts of
yours," he whispers, leaning forward,
so their lips are inches away
from one another.
file://I'll show you who's uptight,//
Chakotay thought, seeing
that Tom was going to push things.
Making up his mind on what he's
going to do, Chakotay moves in and
presses his lips on Tom's while
slipping an arm around the young
man's waist for a better hold.
file://You want to kiss? I'll show
you a kiss!// Tom is slightly
taken back by this action, but he
then relaxes and then wraps his
arms around Chakotay's strong shoulders
and neck, pulling the man in
closer, and licking the other man's
lips, indicating he wanted to
deepen the kiss.
The two men plundered each other's
mouth hungrily, driving
the kiss further and further. When
the need for air came they parted
only enough so they could breath,
leaning forehead to forehead,
panting, for both seemed to be taken
back on the kiss they received.
Then they opened their eyes, and
both could feel the heat off the
other's body and the connection
that was formed during the passionate
kiss.
Tom seeing the intensity in Chakotay's
dark eyes felt a sense
of vulnerability he had never felt
before and it scared him, and on
instinct fell back on his cocky
attitude. "Not bad."
Chakotay felt himself falling into
a sea of blue, seeing a
strong sensitive soul that held
acceptance and understanding and
untapped passion, which seemed to
also reflect his own soul. But
hearing the cocky reply snapped
that moment closed, and a bit of
anger took over, "I'll show you
not bad," he growled, and plunged
forward into another full sizzling
kiss.
Chakotay was surprised at how his
groin was responding to
Tom's kiss, but there was no denying
he was getting hot and hard from
the taste of the young pilot. His
kisses were full and sensuous, and
he put everything into them, and
the feel of that was the most erotic
for Chakotay. He could sense that
Tom wasn't holding back, and one
look into the now dilated blue eyes
confirmed this, and it only
served to make him give a soft groan,
as he found himself
falling. "Beautiful," he whispered.
Chakotay's kiss was overwhelming
and the most fulfilling and
delectable kiss he'd ever experienced.
There was no doubting it, the
man could kiss! The little things
the man did with his tongue while
pulling him tight to is firm body,
drove Tom crazy. He'd never kissed
a man, but now he felt he couldn't
get enough of Chakotay. Then
hearing the deep throaty groan of
pleasure sent a fiery chill up and
down his spine and his cock shot
up like a rocket. Then hearing the
soft word the older man whispered
during their kiss, stirred
something in him and all he knew
was he wanted more of it.
The two of them continued to kiss,
but Tom was now straddling
Chakotay's lap, their hands all
over each other, slowly diverging the
other of their shirt. Then Tom leaned
back, his lips slightly swollen
from being firmly kissed, his cheeks
flushed and saw much of the same
in the face staring back at him,
and gone was any animosity had once
been there, to be replaced with
an undeniable longing. Slowly Tom
undid the buttons on Chakotay's
shirt, their eyes still locked onto
each other. Then when the shirt
was undone, Tom gently, slowly parted
the fabric and let his fingers caress
the glistening bronze skin of
the rippling strong chest of the
man before him. Tom instinctively
licked his lips as more blood raced
south.
Chakotay saw the look of desire and
felt its fire himself as
he reached up and undid the buttons
of the silk shirt Tom was
wearing. Then he too let his hands
glide along a sweaty strong smooth
chest, taking not to the contrast
of his dark hands to the pale flesh
he was savoring. Then he removed
Tom's shirt and let his hands feel
the strong muscles in the young
man's back, all a while feeling how
tight his own pants were becoming.
Then he let his hands roam down
and he let his fingers feel the
soft yet firm flesh under Tom's
jeans, and the tiny moan that escaped
the young man's lips was
tantalizing.
"More," Tom whispered, wanting to
feel more of those strong
hands on his body. He allowed himself
to be pulled in for another
kiss and this time, as Chakotay
leaned back, they adjusted their
bodies and soon Tom's erection pressed
against Chakotay's and both
men hissed in delight. "Oh yeah."
"Mmmm, that feels good." Chakotay
pulled Tom to him and they
started kissing again as their bodies
aligned and their hard cocks
pressed against each other, and
they started rocking against each
other. Chakotay pulled Tom tighter
to him, as he thrusted upward to
feel the young man's cock against
his own, for it was so exotic and
it felt so good.
Suddenly Tom stops, and Chakotay
groans with disappointment,
but when he sees that they young
man is undoing his pants, he gets
the idea and starts removing Tom's
jeans. The two men tear off each
other's remaining cloths, taking
in the full endowment of the other,
neither having anything to be ashamed
of. Once again they started
kissing, letting their hands touch
all over the other's body. Soon,
Chakotay shifted so he was almost
laying down on the sofa, propped up
against the sofa arm, and he pulled
Tom to him tightly, once more
aligning their bodies. There were
no words, once their cocks touched
again, they once more started to
rock against each other, while they
fully kissed each other.
The pressure was building and soon
Tom found himself simply
panting, his eyes closed and all
was focused on the feeling of
Chakotay's cock rubbing against
his own. "Oh, Tay, this feels so
good," he replied.
"Oh, Tommy," Chakotay groaned, especially
when he opened his
eyes and saw the beautiful flushed
face that was becoming lost in
their touching. Then he saw the
tightening of the facial muscles
along with feeling them tighten
in Tom's lean body, and soon he heard
Tom roar with pleasure as his also
felt the wetness of Tom's
organism. The exotic burning of
knowing that he brought Tom to this
stage, most beautiful and gorgeous
state, took him over the edge and
his own body took hold and he roared
out his own triumph. Then the
two men simply laid there panting
into each other's arms, letting the
moment wash over them.
************
"Wow," B'Elanna said softly as she
and Kathryn moved into the
bedroom, to give the guys some time
to gather themselves. "That was."
"Incredible," Kathryn finished for
her, her own face flushed
as she suppressed a shutter of excitement.
"Drink?"
"Drink."
The two women move and get a cool
drink to ease the fire they
are both feeling in response to
watching silently their lover's make
out with each other. "Well, I must
say, I really didn't think they'd
do it," B'Elanna says, a nervous
laugh, allowing the tension to leave
her body.
"I must admit, I'd thought one of
them would have backed
off," Kathryn added, sipping her
drink. "I would have never thought
Chakotay would have kissed Tom,
much less Tom kiss him back."
"So, I guess that means neither of
us wins the bet. They both
showed up and they both went through
with it," B'Elanna states.
"We consider it a tie and leave it
at that," Kathryn
states. "Besides, this all started
just because you wanted to see
your fantasy of them making out."
"My.our," B'Elanna corrects her.
Janeway laughs, "Okay, our fantasy,
of seeing them making out
with each other.
B'Elanna grins from ear to ear, "It
was pretty great wasn't
it?"
"Yeah, it was," Kathryn replies,
and once again the teenage
girls fill the room with a giggle.
"So what now?"
"We let them rest then I'll move
Chakotay into my bedroom,
you can take Tom into the other
bathroom, then we clean them up and
then take their minds off this whole
charade," she grins.
"You have it all figured out," B'Elanna
chuckles. "I had to
trick Tom and say that Chakotay
thought he was less then a man.blah
blah, blah. But it worked, Tom's
pride stepped right up and took the
bait"
Janeway grins, "Oh, Chakotay took
some doing, let my tell
you. I took a week at hinting out
how old he was getting, knowing his
ego wouldn't accept this, and then
used his insecurities about how
the crew think his uptight and inflexible
to sway his thinking. Of
course the real clincher was mentioning
that it was Tom that thought
all this," she laughs.
"It's amazing that for two men that
profess not to stand each
other how much passion they could
generate," B'Elanna observes.
"Well, if you don't mind, I'd like
to go generate some heat
of my own if there's anything left,"
Janeway teases as she puts her
glass down and moves with B'Elanna
back out to the living room, only
to find the room is empty. They
look at each other in puzzlement.
"Computer, location of Lieutenant
Paris and Commander
Chakotay?" Janeway inquires, for
she didn't see their clothes either.
<Lieutenant Paris and Commander
Chakotay are in Commander
Chakotay's quarters.>
The two women look puzzled at each
other once more, "Janeway
to Chakotay." She waited,
silence. "Janeway to Chakotay," she said
again, this time more insistent.
"The only thing I have to say to
you is.fuck you Kathryn!"
Chakotay snapped over the com link.
"I have a better idea, Tay," Tom's
voice interjects
sarcastically in the background.
"Why don't you fuck me, and let them
hash out from there who comes first."
The eyes of the two women go wide
as they realize that they
were over heard in their conversation
about the bet.
"You know, Tommy, that's not a half
bad idea," Chakotay
replies, his tone less angry and
almost seductive as he cuts the
channel.
"What do we do now?" B'Elanna asks looking devastated.
"Groveling comes to mind," Janeway stated.
<The End?>