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New Voyager Fiction
Title: Catalyst part 2
Author: Pook
Fandom: Star Trek: Voyager
Rating: NC17
Summary: Kathryn meets someone during shore leave who ends up being a catalyst for change
Character/Pairing: Janeway/Chakotay
Spoilers: None
Warnings:
Author’s Notes: Written for VAMB's Spring Fling 2007. Amanda asked for: "Since this is the Spring Fling, it would only be fitting if our favourite, red-headed starship captain had a little fling of her own. I'll leave the choice of who KJ is going to enjoy herself with up to you. I'm still a J/C'er at heart, so as long as she has her fun and then ends up with the
right man in the end, I'll be a satisfied reader. I'm not a fan of baby fic, weddings, melodramatic angst or C/7. Any rating is good, but NC-17 is better...hehe"
Prompt Number for fic101: list 2 – 65 - Goodbye
Disclaimer: CBS/Paramount owns everything. No infringement intended.
Kathryn awoke as she rolled over. Smiling, she saw Rolat sleeping on his back, his hands resting on his stomach. God, he was sexy. His dark skin contrasted against the white of the linen. She licked her lips in expectation, wanting to have him again. Her finger removed a wayward strand from his forehead then she continued to trace imaginary intricate lines and swirls over his left temple.
Rolat became aware of someone touching him. He didn’t move. He didn’t want to. He wanted Kathryn to have him as much as he’d had her earlier.
She gently moved the sheet down over his chest and hips. His penis lay to one side, thick and gorgeous. Her hand weaved through his chest hair. She leant over and took hold of his nipple with her mouth, nibbling and sucking. She smiled when he groaned and then continued to lick his erect nipple.
He moaned, feeling her teeth scrape a nipple.
Kathryn rose back up and kissed him eagerly, their tongues dancing.
His hand cupped a breast and gently squeezed the soft flesh.
Now she moaned and changed positions. Straddling him now, she wormed her way down him, stroking, kissing, and gently biting him as she went. Her desire was building again for him.
Rolat’s penis, like the rest of his body, responded to her touches by twitching and squirming. “Kathryn …”
“Sshhh…Just enjoy.” Her fingernails scraped along his sides. Her hardened nipples dragged along his flat stomach.
How could he not enjoy the feeling of her tongue making its way down his chest, her nipples running over his body or feeling her moist centre rub against him? It was exquisite torture. He reached for her, running his fingers through her soft hair.
Her nose nudged at his wiry curls. She breathed in deeply their combined scent from their earlier lovemaking. She rubbed her cheek against his now fully erect penis.
Rolat opened his legs wider, giving himself over to her sensual assault. He didn’t have to wait long.
Her tongue flicked around his engorged head - twirling and teasing before slithering down the underside then back over the top.
He gasped. His hands held her head over his groin, not wanting her to stop. He felt a small hand caress his balls, gently rolling them in her palm. A finger stroked him between his ass and his scrotum while the other hand rubbed and squeezed his chest hair. All the while her tongue danced and sucked its way down his length. He didn’t know how long he could last under her sweet torture. He had to stop it. He wanted to be inside her. He took her arms and sat her up.
Kathryn grinned wickedly. She gave him no time to recover before she lowered herself straight onto him. He was already slick from her mouth and she was incredibly aroused by giving him head. She could feel his swollen head rub against her inner walls while her rhythm increased. Throwing her head back, she rode him like there was no tomorrow.
Rolat watched in amazement. Kathryn’s head thrust back, her breasts, firm and beautiful, bounced around as she moved up and down his penis. He was gone. Lost in her. He’d hoped to squeeze her boobs, pinching a nipple but that movement was beyond him when he felt the fire of his orgasm erupt inside him. All he could do was hold onto her hips as the most incredible orgasm he’d ever had took hold as her walls clenched around him. Grunting and groaning, he came in long hard spurts, emptying himself inside her.
Kathryn felt his release inside her and continued to pump him until he was spent. She watched his faced contort with passion.
Panting, his eyes were closed, trying to capture the wonderful feeling in his memory. He never wanted to forget his time with her.
She lightly stroked his left cheek. Her fingers swept over his forehead and behind his ear, tracing some imaginary lines. She leant down and kissed him, slowly and lovingly.
They held on to each other, her hand running slowly through his thick hair. His hand gently rested on the small of her back.
Happy, Kathryn kissed his chest then swung her leg over him and flopped on the bed beside him.
They lay quietly, recovering.
Kathryn relaxed, her arms above her head, feeling tired but elated. Her eyes closed and she felt herself nearly nodding off.
Rolat rolled over to see her lying on her back, breathing slowly, her skin flushed still. He was content to just watch her but the lure of her body tempted him. He needed to touch her one last time. He edged closer, taking a nipple in his mouth, flicking his tongue around it then licking his way down the valley between her breasts. His other hand made her skin tremble as it feathered its way down to her mound.
Slowly, his fingers circled through the damp curls, sticky with their juices but smelling divine. He could see her back arch up a fraction. His hand tugged at her legs and she opened them for him. His fingers slithered up her thigh until they reached her succulent centre.
He stroked her outer lips. Still making love to her nipple, he heard her suck in a breath and felt her hips move toward his hand, wanting more. His fingers lightly danced over her already sensitive lips and every so often, a finger would thrust in deeper, catching her by surprise.
Kathryn started to pant, her eyes still closed. She imagined herself under the man of her dreams, writhing in passion, feeling his long length inside of her, him kissing her all over. She could feel herself lose control.
Sensing how close she was, he plunged two fingers inside her, thrusting deep inside her tunnel. His thumbnail teased at her swollen nub. Her inner muscles clenched around his fingers as they moved in and out.
Her breath became even more ragged and she shuddered. Her eyes squeezed shut and her toes curled. After a final gasp, she yelled as her release came, “Chakotay … I …love … you.” Breathless, Kathryn collapsed back on the bed.
Rolat continued to slowly caress her pulsing clit and swollen lips while she came down from her orgasm. He would’ve liked her to scream his name but he knew the realities of this situation. He would be gone in an hour, never to see her again, but he’d still have the memories of a wonderful night of passion. Who ever this Chakotay was, he was a lucky man to have her heart. He kissed Kathryn tenderly. His hand gently moved the stray lock of hair from her face, his finger softly tracing along her jaw and down her neck.
Kathryn purred softly.
Rolat realized she’d fallen asleep. He kissed her soft lips one last time and whispered goodbye. He covered her stunning body with the bed sheet and quietly left. He stopped at the door to get one final look at her. His heart swelled. She looked peaceful – almost angelic when asleep. He hoped to take that image of her with him for the rest of his days.
In the living room, he gathered his scattered clothes and got dressed. By the door was a mirror. He hand combed his long hair and retied it in a loose ponytail. Below the mirror, he spotted the padd with the story on it. His thoughts returned to their meeting in the café downstairs for a moment and he thanked the Gods that he’d made the decision to stay in last night.
Rolat wrote a message to Kathryn, apologizing for leaving without saying goodbye. It would be easier for him not to speak to her directly. He might throw his present life away and join her to cross the quadrant to her home. It would be a wonderful fantasy but that’s all it would be. His duty and honour were like hers. To his ship and his crew. So, he wished her a safe journey and more importantly, to tell this Chakotay that she loved him and to let him into her life. There was always more to life than duty and her ship - especially for her, considering how far they had to go to get home.
Laughing softly, he wondered when he would follow his own advice and accept that his heart belonged to Elin, but duty had also prevented him chasing his own dreams. Only time would tell. He left her room and headed for his own.
*****
“Commander, a ship has come into sensor range. It is on a parallel course, travelling at low warp.” Tuvok read the details as they appeared on his security console. “No active weapons signatures. Minimal shields.”
Chakotay watched the display. The same information scrolled down the screen by his command seat. “Harry, anything on the scans?”
“Getting them now, Sir.” Harry checked the data. “It appears to be a Harzite ship.”
“All right. Tom, ETA?”
“Two hours, sir.”
There was a beep at Harry’s subspace communication panel. “Incoming message, Sir.”
Chakotay relaxed a little. The Harzite ship was too far away to pose an immediate threat. They’d learnt from experience to treat every ship in the Delta Quadrant as hostile until otherwise known because most of them had been hostile. “Put it on the viewscreen, please.”
The large screen flickered then a dark humanoid appeared. He was dressed in a crisp navy blue military uniform. “Good day, USS Voyager. My name is Captain Rolat Nadal of the Harzite Federation and master of the HFS Texel. May I speak with Captain Janeway, please?”
“I’m Commander Chakotay, First Officer. Captain, may I inquire what this is about?” The Harzi had seemed a pleasant enough race. At the last planet they’d visited, they’d started trade negotiations with these Harzites only for the deal to fall through because the parts the aliens had offered were incompatible with Voyager’s systems. They didn’t leave empty handed though. The friendly aliens had given them a set of their star charts for the next series of sectors they would be travelling through after Kathryn had told them about their story.
It took all of Rolat’s command training to remain passive when Chakotay had said his name. No wonder Kathryn had stroked his forehead during their night together two days ago. Chakotay’s facial art was on the left side. He was striking and even looked a bit like him. It was no surprise then that she’d chosen to go with him.
Getting back to the task in hand, Rolat said, “It is a private matter. May I speak with your captain?”
“One moment please, Captain.” Chakotay pressed his combadge. “Chakotay to Janeway.”
“Go ahead, Commander.” Kathryn was doing reports in her Ready Room. Her time spent on the planet, first with the trade negotiations and then with some shore leave had put her behind in reading her reports.
“Captain, a Captain Rolat Nadal from the Harzite Federation wishes to speak to you. Privately.” Chakotay wondered what it was all about. He hadn’t been privy to all the trade negotiations to know everything that had gone on. He’d just have to be patient. Kathryn usually filled him in quickly if it was something important.
It took all of Kathryn’s own command training to keep her voice steady and normal. “Put it through to my Ready Room, Commander.”
“Aye, Captain. Stand by.”
Kathryn waited for a few seconds then her computer console beeped. She pressed the button to complete the connection and Rolat appeared on the screen. They were both quiet for a few moments, lost in their own thoughts.
“Hello, Kathryn …”
“Hello, Rolat.”
They were nervous, even awkward – like they’d been as teenagers.
“I read your note, Rolat. It was sweet.”
“Thank you. I wanted to say I’m sorry I left before saying goodbye properly.”
“Don’t be, Rolat.” Her hands grasped one another nervously. She had no idea why she was so nervous. Maybe it was because in one-night stands, one person usually tried to leave before the other woke up to avoid these embarrassing moments.
Rolat nodded. Again, there was an awkward silence between them. He wondered if she’d really read his note. He decided to press on. Her happiness meant something to him even if it was with another man. “I just met your Chakotay …”
Kathryn had remembered what she’d screamed as she came on his hand. Embarrassed, she looked down, not able to face him. “I’m sorry…”
“Don’t be.” He smiled. “Your Chakotay. He’s very handsome.”
She smiled back. “That he is.” Her plan was about to come to fruition. She’d invited Chakotay over for dinner and would do what Rolat had suggested. She’d tell Chakotay that she loved him and see what happened after that. She was pretty sure that Chakotay felt the same for her but until she said it to him, she wouldn’t really know.
“Does he love you?”
“I think so.”
“Are you going to tell him?”
“Yes. In about an hour.”
“Good for you. You deserve all the happiness in the world, Kathryn.”
“Thank you.” Kathryn wondered if there was anyone for him. “You know you do too.”
Rolat’s wry smile grew. For once, he’d follow his own advice. “I’ll be working on it tonight as well.”
“Good luck, Rolat. Whoever she is, I’m sure you’ll be very happy.”
“Elin is her name. She is my chief doctor.”
“That’s a beautiful name.”
“And so is she.” Rolat smiled, despite feeling a little sad that he would never see Kathryn again. “Good luck and safe travels, Kathryn. I’ll never forget you. Goodbye.”
“Me, either,” Kathryn whispered, touching the screen. “Goodbye, Rolat.”
Kathryn watched as the screen went blank. She was a little upset knowing she wouldn’t see him again. Rolat would be a fond memory and the catalyst for bringing her and Chakotay together. Her happiness and sheer relief that she’d be soon telling Chakotay how she felt outweighed any sadness she felt about not seeing Rolat again. In an hour, their shifts would end and she would tell Chakotay that she loved him and hoped that they could take the next step. But first, she had to get through the latest, most boring energy consumption report.
****