Their quarters were at one-quarter illumination as Chakotay entered. Knowing that Kathryn had gone off duty over an hour ago, he assumed she was already asleep. Taking a couple of quiet steps away from the door, he froze as he heard sounds coming from the bedroom. He paused and listened, a small smile framing his lips as he recognized the sounds. He quietly moved to the doorway to revel in the sight of his beloved, commanding her own pleasure.

Kathryn had tossed and turned under the covers for over thirty minutes, unable to release the tension from her body. Unfortunately sleep was the furthest thing from her mind. Over the last few years, she'd discovered that one of the residual effects of the adrenaline caused by being on 'Red Alert', was that it left Voyager's captain incredibly aroused.

She had taken a cool shower immediately upon her return to her quarters, dried herself off, and slipped under the covers nude. During the years of sleeping alone, Kathryn had never hesitated to 'relieve' the tension herself, but now she had Chakotay.

Chakotay.

Just the thought of him made her nipples tighten. Knowing she was already at a point of no return, Kathryn let her head sink into the pillow as she imagined Chakotay's warm mouth closing over her breast, his tongue swirling over the nipple.

Fueled by her own imagination, Kathryn brought her hands to her breasts, caressing, pinching, and teasing the nipples. It was not long before she felt moisture pooling at her center.

She whimpered as she dipped a finger into her wetness, so wishing it was Chakotay, but he would not be back for a couple of hours. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, once again letting erotic imagery take over her mind. "Mmm…Chakotay…."

Spreading the copious moisture over her tumid clitoris, she moved her fingers in light, circular motions over the sensitive nub. As her fingers continued their delicate motions, she felt the tensity building in her inner muscles. As a counteraction, she tried relaxing the rest of her body, attempting to prolong her impending climax.

As she finally rode the waves of the orgasm to its peak, Chakotay's name was amongst the short gasps that broke from her lips. With back arching and body trembling, Kathryn uttered one final moan before she relaxed, letting the afterglow soothe her as minor aftershocks skittered across her body.

Her calm turned to shock as she heard a quiet yet familiar voice near the doorway.

"Did I hear my name?"

* ~ * ~ *

Kathryn opened her eyes and saw Chakotay casually leaning against the door frame.

She moved her eyes to look at the ceiling for a few seconds before closing them with an embarrassed sigh.

"How…" she cleared her throat. "How long have you been there?"

Chakotay's voice was husky, desire laced with amusement. "Long enough."

Kathryn pulled her hands from underneath the covers, crossing them protectively across her chest. She refused to look at him. She was surprised at her own embarrassment. They had done many things as lovers, but self-pleasure was not something they had ever tried or discussed.

She felt the bed shift under his weight as he sat down next to her. Turning her face toward him, she watched as he brought her left hand to his lips, pressing a kiss on each finger. Laying that hand on his thigh, he reached for her right hand. Her eyes grew wide as he inhaled the scent from her earlier ministrations. Her embarrassment faded into oblivion as he took each finger into his mouth, sucking and tasting her essence. Mesmerized, Kathryn watched as his lips and tongue caressed her fingers.

As she sat up for a closer look, the covers fell, exposing her small but full breasts, peaked with hardened nipples the color of pale pink roses.

As Chakotay continued suckling at her right hand, her left hand began to move up his thigh. Her lips curled sensuously as she found hardened flesh straining against his uniform. As her fingers traced its contours, he seemed to grow even harder.

Chakotay's response to her attentions was to abandon her right hand and pull her toward him with near brute force, kissing her so voraciously Kathryn nearly lost consciousness.

As they hungrily fed off each other's mouths, Kathryn moaned as she felt the fabric of his uniform teasing her nipples. The seductive dance of their tongues lasted several minutes before they finally broke apart and she found herself staring into his desire-filled eyes. "Take off your clothes," she ordered, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.

Sitting up on her heels, Kathryn tweaked her nipples as she watched Chakotay slip his shirt over his head. Letting her impatience get the best of her, she latched onto his nipples, taking one in her mouth and pinching the other between her fingers. She nipped at them with her teeth then soothed them with her tongue. She felt his fingers in her hair, holding her close.

As her tongue traced patterns on his chest, her hands were busy releasing his straining erection from its prison. When it finally escaped, she captured its glistening tip with her lips, caressing and suckling it to it's full potential.

Momentarily surprised when Chakotay pulled himself away, she watched wordlessly as he shed the rest of his clothing.

As he lay back, resting his head on the pillow, Kathryn ravenously resumed her oral explorations.

When she felt Chakotay tugging her thigh toward him, she straddled his head and was immediately pulled backwards, his mouth ardently tasting the effects of her arousal.

No longer able to stimulate him orally, Kathryn manipulated him with her hand, although her ability to concentrate was rapidly decreasing.

As Chakotay's mouth settled on continuous stimulation of her clitoris, she tried to delay her climax by pulling away, but his vice-like grip on her hips forced her to ride it out.

Overtaken by an intense rush of sensation, Kathryn buried her face in his muscled abdomen as her hands reached up, instinctively gripping his thighs, her nails making indentations in his skin.

As his mouth held her in the grip of carnal ecstasy, she held onto him as though her life depended on it. She was unaware of the tears that escaped her closed eyelashes until she felt the wetness beneath her cheek.

As her body relaxed, she felt light kisses on her inner thighs and she cried, overwhelmed by the love she felt for this man.

Still a little weak, she allowed Chakotay to help her move so that she was resting her head on his shoulder. "Thank you," she whispered. "That… was… amazing." She accentuated her words with little kisses on his collar bone.

When she felt him place a light kiss on her forehead, she looked up at him, love shining in her eyes. "I love you so much." Those words felt so small compared to depth of her feelings. She moved up and placed a loving kiss on his lips. Then another and another, each one a little longer and more earnest. She knew he wanted her and she wanted him.

Without losing contact, she straddled his waist, his sex nudging at her thigh.

As she raised herself up, he positioned himself at her still damp entrance. Simultaneously, they closed their eyes as she lowered herself, guiding him into her. Neither of them moved for several moments, with him enjoying her moist warmth and she, relishing being filled so completely.

As she lay down on his chest, Kathryn began to rock ever so gently as she gave him the most intimate of massages, all the while rubbing her knuckles repeatedly over his left nipple.

As soon as she felt his pelvis pushing up against hers, she raised her head and placed her mouth as near as she could to his ear and whispered, "Fuck me."

Momentarily stunned, he just stared at her, surprised at her word choice.

She squeezed him with her inner muscles. "Chakotay…"

Instantly, she was on her back with Chakotay hovering above her. She stared up at him. "Do it."

Their eyes locked as he withdrew almost completely, hesitated, then thrust once, twice, then a third time before setting a rhythm. She arched her pelvis toward him, matching his rhythm. A cry broke from her lips each time their hips met.

She watched as his eyes glazed over with passion and she knew he would soon find his release.

She began murmuring words of encouragement, some of them profane, but she knew how they affected him. As his movements became more frantic, she whispered in his ear again. "That's it. Fuck me, Chakotay." That did it. With one final thrust Chakotay let out a strangled cry, his body shuddering as he came inside her.

* ~ * ~ *

As he slowly came back to himself, Kathryn covered his face and neck with loving kisses. Overcome with emotion, Chakotay buried his face in her hair. "I love you, Kathryn."

The arms around his waist tightened in response. "I know," she whispered before kissing his cheek one more time.

A moment later, as he started to pulled out, she touched his hip. "Wait."

Looking down at her, he watched as she slipped a hand between them, bringing herself to a quick climax, her inner contractions more soothing than arousing to him as he lay next to her, their bodies still intimately connected.

Finally, their bodies shifted. With Chakotay spooning her from behind and his arms holding her in a comforting embrace, the afterglow of lovemaking lulled them both to sleep.

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