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Title: Down, Captain!
Author: Pook
Fandom: Star Trek: Voyager
Rating: NC17
Summary: A PWP - is one really necessary for a PWP?
Character/Pairing: Janeway/Chakotay
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Author’s Notes: Thanks to Katlady for the beta
Prompt Number for fic101:  list 2 - 90 – girl
Disclaimer: CBS/Paramount owns everything. No infringement intended.
Date: 5/2/07

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Kathryn keyed in the door code and entered his quarters. She’d come straight to his quarters but couldn’t stay long. This was her meal break then she had to finish the rest of her Bridge shift then another four hours until they could be together for more than fifteen minutes. She’d missed him but had kept herself busy finally catching up on all the reports, logs, and bureaucracy that made her ship run. Sharing the command duties with Tuvok had meant she had very little free time any way. 

 

After a five-day mining mission to an asteroid belt, they’d brought back a cargo hold full of minerals to keep the ship running for another eight months. Chakotay had been very happy reporting how much they’d collected even though it had meant spending most of the time in the EVA suits to mine the ore. Kathryn knew how much he hated being cooped up in the hot sweaty suit. If it wasn’t the urge to sneeze as soon as he put his helmet on, the inability to stop the itching nearly drove him mad. For her, it wasn’t the itching or sneezing; it had to be wearing the glorified nappy, the personal internal septic system. She shuddered remembering the indignity of the whole PIS system. It had been the stuff of nightmares and many a practical joke at the Academy.

 

As she entered his quarters, she found him topless, sitting back on a chair, his dark hair glistening with water droplets. His towel was strewn on the table. He hadn’t moved at all, as she neared him.

 

EVA duty was very tiring. It demanded a high degree of concentration and physical endurance even though they’d been operating at a very small fraction of the ship’s gravity.

 

Poor boy, she thought. He must be tired. She’d planned to welcome him back, to tell him she missed him and loved him then kiss him good night and that she’d see him when he awoke in the morning for a mission debriefing.

 

That was all thrown out the nearest airlock as soon as she touched him.

 

She ran her hand along his back and then over his shoulder as she kissed his cheek. That was enough to arouse her. It usually didn’t take all that much to get her blood going when it came it Chakotay. A flash of a dimple or a certain look was enough, and then there was his body. She’d always adored his bronze skin, contrasting against her white skin. She loved to feel the warmth of his body against hers. As she hugged him, his day old bristles rubbed against her cheek, tickling and teasing her, sending shivers down her spine.

 

God, how she’d missed him. 

 

Chakotay sighed deeply as she caressed his shoulder and kissed him. His skin trembled as she breathed on his neck. He wished he wasn’t so tired otherwise he would’ve responded more actively to her touches.

 

“I missed you,” Kathryn whispered into his ear as her hand snaked over his firm chest, her fingers slowly running through the sparse hairs in the centre of his chest.

 

“Missed you, too.” Chakotay brought his hand up and gently rubbed his hand over hers before squeezing it.

 

“Tough?”

 

“EVAs are nobody’s idea of fun.”

 

“I know.” Kathryn kissed her way along his neck toward his ear. “I’ll make it up to you.” She rubbed her hands to get them warm then started to rub slowly over his back. Chakotay moaned contentedly as she began to massage his tense shoulders and neck, kneading and gently pressing her fingers into his tired muscles to work the knots out.

 

Content, Chakotay leant back and closed his eyes as she continued working his tight, sore muscles. Every now and then she’d murmur how much she loved him and how wonderful he made her feel. Breathing in deeply, all the hard work of the last few days disappeared under his lover’s wonderful ministrations. All the sweat and toil were gone with a few words and her touch. He breathed in deeply and let it out slowly as he relaxed even more.

 

Reopening his eyes, Chakotay watched as Kathryn took off her uniform jacket and skivvy then draped it over a chair, making a little show of it. He adored her toned arms and her shapely breasts. And when she leant over him to kiss him, his heart skipped a beat as she rubbed her firm breast against his arm. Just a small kiss and a touch of her breast was enough for him to want her even more despite his tiredness. Waves of desire build up as his groin stirred.

 

Smiling at the growing bulge in his shorts, Kathryn lovingly continued to massage him but her touches softened, becoming caresses only lightly brushing over his hot skin. She walked around to face him and straddled his legs, allowing him to touch her for a moment.  His hands skated over a breast and a thumb tweaked its hardened peak before she took over again. Her palms stroked firmly over his chest, paying particular attention to his dark brown nipples then over his arms.

 

Bending, Kathryn wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately, their tongues dancing seductively around each other. They moaned in unison as the kiss deepened for a few seconds before she worked her way along his jaw line then buried her face in his neck, kissing, sucking, and nibbling. Her inner muscles pulsed, her wetness increased and her desire spiralled upward. Kathryn was in Heaven and she was starting to lose control.

 

“Down, girl!” winced Chakotay, after she’d given him a rather painful love bite on his neck.

 

Kathryn would have to wait for her release. She didn’t have all that much time before she had to return to duty. Right now, this was for him as she stopped her sensual examination of his neck, turned her head to look into his dark eyes and with a wanton glint in her eye, she whispered huskily, “Hmmm …if that’s what you want.” Kathryn flashed a sensuous smile then spread his legs and sank down to her knees before him.

 

A hot quiver coursed through his veins and all over his body, finishing up in his groin. Shuddering in anticipation of what was about to come, he felt himself instantly harden as her small hands feathered down his sides and slipped beneath his tented shorts. Deliberately slowly, she took off his shorts, and grinned as he moaned when his erection sprang back toward him.

 

Kathryn didn’t allow him time to do anything else as she kissed around the weeping slit, probing gently with her tongue, savouring his hot salty taste, but she didn’t linger over the head for too long. After her tongue swirled around the sensitive head one last time, in one motion, she licked all the way down the underside of the shaft. Her nose twitched as his coarse curls tickled her before she continued her slow journey back up and down his hardness, coating its long length with her saliva. His cock jumped and quivered, gently slapping Kathryn’s face as she continued her assault.

 

“Mmmm …Kathryn … God!” Chakotay groaned suddenly feeling the heat of her mouth surround his hard erection. Looking down, he watched, amazed at the erotic feeling of seeing her going down on him. She revelled in the pleasure she was giving him for a few moments.

 

Slinking her hands up his thighs until one hand rested on the base of his shaft. Kathryn felt his fingers run through her hair as she continued to move on him at a leisurely sensual pace, her hand gliding firmly up and down in tandem with the movement of her mouth.

 

All Chakotay could do was to hold her gently as the waves of pleasure kept growing. He groaned again as her free hand cradled his sac, fondling it and the sensitive spot behind it. The suction she was creating sent lightning bolts of pleasure all over his body. Her mouth, tongue, and hands were all working together, gradually increasing the tempo to inflict exquisite torture. He was losing himself in the silky warmth of her mouth. His heart pounded and his breath came in quick short gasps. She was driving him to the edge of oblivion. His hips undulated in time, forcing himself deeper into her.

 

“God … Kathryn …I’m …” Unable to take anymore of her sweet torture, Chakotay thrust his head back, lost all his control and exploded in her mouth spurting his seed down her throat. His breathing became ragged as he held Kathryn firmly to him as he emptied himself into her.

 

Swallowing every drop, Kathryn continued to move along his pulsing shaft for a few more seconds then leaned away from him and gave him a satisfying smile. “I love you.”

 

“I ... love …you.” Chakotay was still coming down from his orgasm and could barely speak.

 

Hugging her love, Kathryn waited until his ragged breathing returned to normal then ran her hands softly up his sides as she stood up. Wanting to return the favour, Chakotay reached for her but Kathryn quietened him with a kiss. “Shhhh. I know, my love.” She took his hands in hers and pulled him up.

 

Kathryn couldn’t get enough of just looking at him, eying him up and down wantonly as he stepped out of his shorts. He was gorgeous. With uncharacteristic patience, she told herself she would have to wait until another four hours to have him so she led him to his bedroom. “Come … time for a sleep.”

 

“But  … you …” His voice still guttural, his eyes half closed in the after glow of passion.

 

“Shhhh…. Sleep … Tomorrow.” Kathryn pulled back the covers then hugged him tightly. Chakotay wouldn’t allow her to go without at least showing her how much he loved her. His arms wrapped around her and he kissed her thoroughly then climbed into bed.

 

“I’ll see you later, my love.” Kathryn kissed him once more on the forehead then went to his bathroom to freshen up. After putting on her uniform, she left his quarters to return to the Bridge to complete her shift. In the Turbolift, she smirked, wondering if she was going to be able to concentrate at all, knowing what she wanted to do with in four hours time.

 

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