by Nameless Ensign



A romantic Voyager fanfiction short story, written 2003. Rated NC-17.

Disclaimer: Star Trek:Voyager and the characters used in this story all belong to Paramount. No infringement intended.



”Captain?”
     He had received a note telling him to meet her at Sandrine’s at 1900 hours, but the holographic bar was empty and dark except for a single spotlight over the pool table. She’d summoned him to play pool? Then why hadn’t she said so? Why the excuse about crew evaluations?
     ”I’m here.”
     He turned to see her emerge from the shadows, wearing a long black dress. What the hell was going on?
     ”You wanted to review the crew evaluations?”
     “No, Chakotay,” she purred and moved closer.
     “Captain?”
     She looked at him pointedly.
     “Kathryn.”
     “What...”
     She put a finger over her lips.
     “Hush. You’ll understand.”
     She turned her back at him and walked away. Then the dress fell from her shoulders, leaving him stunned and paralyzed. The crew evaluations forgotten, all he could think of was her cream white shoulders and the movement of the muscles in her back as she continued to slowly walk towards the pool table. She was wrong, he thought, he didn’t understand a thing. Not that it mattered. What mattered was the soft roundness where her black panties moved down towards her thighs. Towards her strong, slim thighs. He started walking after her.
     “I really don’t understand.”
     “Isn’t it obvious?”
     He couldn’t think of a reply. Of course it was. He just didn’t understand why, after years of keeping a professional distance.
     He caught up with her just as she reached the pool table, and pressed against her to let her feel that his response was equally obvious. His hands moved to her hips, hesitantly at first. She moaned and pressed back at him, giving him courage, and his hands slipped beneath the silky fabric of her panties.
     “So warm.”
     She sighed.
     “So welcoming.”
     She moved one of his hands up her body, over her belly and under her bra, but let the other remain tangled in the curls, hidden beneath the black silk. All of her was warm and welcoming, he thought. Her nipples hardened, begging for his attention. Her head arched to give him access to her long slender neck, letting him nibble and kiss.
     With a low moan, that somehow turned into a growl, she broke free from him and turned to face him.
     “Enough.”
     She tore at his uniform with a frenzy that almost shocked him. But he didn’t object, instead he freed her from the last of her clothing, leaving her naked before him. When his uniform was in a puddle on the floor, he lifted her onto the pool table and with one look into her eyes he drove his member deep inside her. The sensations made him briefly close his eyes, relishing the feeling of being buried deep inside Kathryn. She clung to him, nibbling his shoulder, sighing. He smiled – she enjoyed it as much as he did. He started moving, setting a slow but steady rhythm. She let go of him and leaned back on the table, into the brightness of the pub’s only spotlight. As if she was on stage, performing a dance. And the music was moving towards its’ crescendo.

She had left the holodeck when he had dropped the padds he was carrying and started walking after Kathryn. She didn’t have to stay any longer, and she supposed it wasn’t appropriate either. Then again, programming a holographic version of her Captain hardly counted as appropriate anyway. But she had to know. And despite the kisses, the flowers and the sweet words of affection, it was obvious that it was Kathryn he wanted to be within transporter range of, not her. She had watched Kathryn respond just as eagerly to a holographic Chakotay less than an hour earlier. Eventually, they would discover the discrepancies in their stories, but Seven was sure they wouldn’t suspect her. She wouldn’t be around anyway. She’d be scouting for a more suitable male that could help her discover more of her humanity. She was sure the Alpha Quadrant was full of them.



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