Chapters 4 - 5 added on 21 Dec 2001
Disclaimers are in part 1.
Rating: NC17
Chapter 4
Four days later the repairs to Voyager were complete and the first rotation of shore leave was underway. There was always a skeleton crew in place no matter how secure their location. There were advantages to the relaxed atmosphere though. Captain Kathryn Janeway grinned as she stepped out of her ready room. It was the end of Alpha shift and she had caught up with all of the paperwork she had been behind in. She looked over at the handsome man in her command chair and told him "Lieutenant Larson, you have the comm. "
"Aye Captain. Have a good night ma'am," he replied brightly.
She hopped into the turbolift and asked for Holodeck 1. She had a Velocity game scheduled with Seven this hour. She truly enjoyed playing the game with the Nordic beauty of an Astrometrics officer. When she arrived, she quickly head into the shower room next to the holodeck and changed into her game outfit.
She entered the holodeck to find Seven waiting for her. The velocity grids were in place and Seven was holding two game phasers. Walking up to her she asked "Ready to play Seven?"
Seven turned to her and raised her eyebrow. "Indeed," she replied as she handed the Captain her phaser.
Janeway ordered the computer to begin the game and a gray ball appeared. It would turn blue or red randomly soon giving the first player their shot. When it turned red, Janeway quickly fired at the ball turning it blue and sending it careening towards Seven. Seven returned the shot aiming it lower towards Janeway's legs. Each shot increased the velocity of the ball, and each woman was equally cutthroat about winning the game.
~~~~~
"Contact Janeway. Point Janeway. Game Janeway." the feminine voice of the computer informed them after 48 minutes of grueling play.
Seven was a very frustrated woman. Not only did she lose again to the Captain, but the little redhead was a frustration all on her own. Seven turned to look at her then had to look away quickly. Picking up a towel Janeway had bent forward, with her back towards Seven. The momentary glance at her tight backside had been enough to renew Seven's racing pulse.
"Great game Seven," Janeway said as she approached the ex-drone. "You keep getting closer to beating me every time." She smiled at the flustered blonde while she continued to use the towel to wipe the sweat off her body. Seven had to fight to resist watching her rub the towel over her heat reddened chest. The ex-drones enhanced senses were picking up the sweaty, musky smell the older woman was emitting, and it was wrecking the blonde's nerves.
"Seven?" Janeway looked at the distracted drone with concern.
This seemed to snap Seven out of her lust inspired haze. "I am sorry Captain. I was… distracted. I believe the sensation I am experiencing is called… 'frustration.'"
Janeway laughed shortly then rubbed her hand up and down on Seven's tightly flexed left bicep. The brief contact on Seven's bare skin made it feel like it was on fire. "Don't worry Seven, you will beat me one day. It's only a matter of time. Why don't we head down to the messhall and get some dinner?"
Seven was relieved that the Captain had thought she was talking about the game. It had been a slip of the tongue when she had been too forthcoming a moment ago, and purely luck that there another plausible explanation for her frustration.
"I.. I have the next holodeck time reserved for a… relaxation program." Seven stammered.
"Oh," Kathryn said disappointedly. "Well, enjoy your time." She tried to smile, but she really would have preferred to spend more time with the beautiful woman.
"Thank you Captain." Seven responded.
"Seven, call me Kathryn while we are off duty together," the redhead stated.
"As you wish, Kathryn." Seven smiled.
~~~~~
After the Captain left Seven turned to the holodeck controls. She had planned on spending her time with a holographic band. She had programmed a set up with which she could sing but now she didn't think she could focus on the guitar she usually played while singing. So she altered her plans. The holo-Doctor had said that it was normal to interact sexually with holo-characters. While she found it distasteful, she didn't see any other way relieve her frustration. At least this way there would be no one to judge her.
~~~~~
Captain Janeway had returned to her quarters and taken a shower. After dressing in a clean uniform she reached onto the counter to grab her comm. badge. It wasn't until this moment that she realized that she had left it in the holodeck after her game. She didn't really want to interrupt Seven's relaxation program, but she would have to in order to get her badge back. She decided she would just go down and run in real quick to get it herself instead of calling her ahead of time to let her know she was coming. 'No sense in interrupting her twice,' she thought and left her quarters heading for the holodeck.
~~~~~
Seven may have been new to her feelings, but she had actually chosen a very romantic setting to further her research. Or rather, relieve her frustration. It was a replica of the honeymoon suite in one of Risa's finest hotels. The fact that she had never seen Risa, or even been to the Alpha quadrant since she was a child, had very little bearing. Many of the Voyager crew shared the opinion that Risa was one of the most romantic resorts in the universe. She did find the room pleasing. It was large with a king-size four-post bed along one wall. On each side of the bed there were open glass doors leading to a balcony that over-looked the resort town from many stories up.
This would be her first time to try to engage in a sexual coupling, even if it was holographic, so she opted for a human female. Since it was the Captain was her most recent source of frustration, she saw no harm in reproducing a small athletic redhead. The Federation may have legitimate reasons for not creating holographic constructs of real people, but she didn't see the harm in some similarities. She finished programming her specifications and the hologram appeared on the balcony looking out into the night. Apparently she had left too much up to the computer, because she really looked nothing like the Captain. She decided she didn't care because the woman was still very aesthetically pleasing. The hologram was wearing an emerald green knee-length dress with spaghetti straps. The small woman turned towards Seven smiling radiantly, capturing Seven with her smile and her captivating green eyes. Aesthetically pleasing indeed.
~~~~~
When Kathryn Janeway arrived at the holodeck door she realized her true quandary. What kind of relaxation program would her protégé run? If it were someone like Chakotay or Tuvok, she knew it would be tame, and involve a spiritual meditation. If it was her half-Klingon Chief Engineer it would probably be a crazy battle simulation… with the safeties lowered. But was does a former Borg drone do to relax in the holodeck? She hadn't even thought twice about it when Seven had told her. But now she was stymied, and not a little curious. She finally decided it would probably be a Spartan meditation program similar to Tuvok's taste. So she would just run in to the holodeck real quick, apologize for interrupting and get out.
She overrode the security lock-out, and walked into the holodeck expecting to find Seven sitting somewhere breathing deeply and concentrating. Well, Seven was breathing deeply and concentrating, but she wasn't sitting. Instead she was leaning into a passionate embrace with a woman. Both women were completely naked, and the shorter woman, a red-head Janeway noticed, had her legs wrapped around Seven's waist. Seven was holding the woman up with her left arm while massaging her breast with her right hand. As their kiss ended the redhead began nibbling down Seven's neck. Seven's hair was released from its restrictive bun and was bouncing gloriously about her shoulders. The woman happened to look up to find the Captain standing in front of the now closed door, her mouth gaping like a fish out of water.
"Annika…" the woman whispered into Seven's ear.
Seven was listening but intent on tasting the breasts that were tantalizing her. "Hmmm?" She responded while kissing and licking her way down the woman's chest. Before she could make it the woman grabbed her chin and pointed at the Captain.
Seven turned in horror to find a very red-faced Kathryn Janeway frozen in place. "Captain! I... I thought I secured the doors. I… How may I assist you?" Seven tried valiantly to regain her composure, but she was still holding her own redheaded naked beauty in her arms. Some misguided sense of chivalry that she didn't even know she had was keeping her from exposing the holograms naked body to the Captain. She kept pivoting in place trying to determine where to deposit the woman, before realizing she was a hologram.
At this point she simply turned away from the Captain and said "Computer save holo-character and remove. Provide me with a robe, extra-tall, white, terrycloth."
The robe appeared in Seven's hands. Quickly donning it, she finally faced the Captain. Well, she turned in her direction but she couldn't bring herself to look into her friend's eyes. She linked her hands behind her back and assumed her rigid stance.
At that point, Kathryn Janeway was not even sure of her own name. She had just gotten a very long glimpse at the most perfect female body she had ever seen. None of her late night fantasies had even come close. Relationship wise Janeway had alienated herself from her crew when they were stranded in the Delta Quadrant. But she was Human. She did have a sexual appetite; a rather large one in fact. She just didn't enjoy emotional entanglements. Her fiancé Mark had understood this, and they had come to an understanding. Their marriage would have been one based on very discrete non-monogamy and companionship to Starfleet functions. She enjoyed having a liaison whenever she could, but the Delta Quadrant had left her with little. An occasional intriguing humanoid, the holodeck and, of course, her late night fantasies. She just wouldn't cross that Captain-crew boundary, no matter what regulations said, she never did. 'Why was that again?' her baser self thought.
Seven was looking at the Captain waiting for her to respond. She tilted her head curiously and studied her friend. Seeing the Captain so unbalanced and indecisive was unusual. She strode forward until she was an arm length away and studied her more closely. 'Kathryn's eyes are dilated, her respiration and heart rate have increased. Indications of arousal?' Seven thought.
"Kathryn, you have not answered my question. Since I have accessed my eidetic memory, I know I locked the holodeck. Therefore you must have overridden my lock-outs. I must conclude that you require something. How may I be of assistance?" Seven had resumed a bit of her usual smug tone as she asked her question.
Janeway tried to snap back to reality and managed to state the real reason she had arrived here. "I left my comm. badge somewhere in the holodeck Seven. I didn't think you'd mind if I came in to grab it. I… I didn't realize that.. um.. you'd be involved in anything so private. I'm so sorry. I'll just find it quickly and get out of here if you don't mind." Janeway was practically stuttering and frantically looking around the corner of the room hoping to spot her badge.
Seven lifted her eyebrow in disbelief. 'Kathryn IS aroused.' She focused her Borg enhanced eye finding the errant comm. badge. Calmly she strode over and picked it up. She held it in the palm of her hand offering it to the redhead. Janeway immediately sighed in relief and came over to retrieve it. As she approached, Seven closed her fist around the badge and looked into the slate blue eyes before her.
"I am curious Kathryn. You are showing every outward sign of arousal, yet it was I who was so 'frustrated' earlier this evening. I would have thought finding me in a same gender coupling would have been alarming. Explain."
'Oh God! I need a red alert. Please tell me I didn't hear her tell me I'm aroused. Oh God…' Janeway was chanting in her head. Janeway decided to stall.
"Why would a same-gender coupling alarm me Seven? It's not like I've never been with a woman myself."
At this admission Seven was surprised. "You have? I had assumed that sexual relationships were only to be conducted with opposite genders because of the information the Doctor had given me."
"The Doctor was probably trying to keep things simple for you Seven," Janeway stated calmly. 'Or trying to stack the deck in his favor since he has a huge crush on you,' she thought sarcastically.
"If I could have pursued females to date, my choices would have been easier. There are several more viable matches among the female population… including you Kathryn. Which brings me back to my original question. Why are you aroused Kathryn?" Seven asked then stepped into the woman in question's personal space.
"What makes you think I'm aroused Seven?" Kathryn asked, her voice cracking.
"Kathryn, I have Borg enhanced senses. I can hear your heartbeat has accelerated and continues to accelerate every time I get closer to you." She took a step closer then inhaled deeply. "I can smell your arousal, I see your pupils are dilated and your respiration has increased by 29 percent."
Kathryn croaked out "I see." Really, she was feeling like a bunny in a lioness' sight. But this bunny wasn't sure she wanted to run.
"Kathryn, you have taught me everything else. Led me on every step back into my humanity. Teach me how to quench this desire, this frustration." Seven stated then leaned down and kissed the stunned woman.
In that moment Kathryn forgot everything that had happened before. She forgot all her own rules. She felt Seven's tongue invade her mouth engaging in a dance with her own. She briefly wondered how she could be such an accomplished kisser, then realized she didn't have the power to care. She leaned up and wrapped her arms around the tall blonde's neck pulling her head down closer, trapping her there.
Seven pulled the Captain closer so that their bodies were firmly entwined. She broke away from the kiss so that they could get some much needed air and began kissing and licking down the redhead's jaw-line and onto her neck. She planted gentle, teasing kisses down to her pulse point then snaked her tongue out licking it firmly then sucking on it gently.
"Take me please Kathryn." Seven whispered pleadingly into her ear. "Release me."
The Captain's will crumbled. Her legs gave out and she was sure she would have hit the floor if it had not been for Seven's strong arms holding her in a tight embrace. She opened her mouth to speak as Seven began lavishing the opposite side of her neck.
"Oh God… yes… but not here. Not the holodeck. My quarters. Computer, end program. Unseal doors. Two for site to site transport, Captain's bedroom, command authorization Janeway delta one four nine. Mark."
The two of them disappeared out of the holodeck in a shimmer of blue sparkles.
Chapter 5
B'Elanna Torres paced around her quarters furiously. She looked around at her wilting preparations. The lights were dimmed and mostly melted candles were lit throughout the room. The dinner she had prepared two hours ago was sitting cold on the clear glass dining table. A bottle of wine which had been chilling on ice, was now resting in a puddle in the bucket.
She looked stunning. She was wearing a sleeveless crimson dress that came down to her knees and hugged her svelte body tightly. Since this was her and Tom's first date in two weeks, she had gone all out. She had her hair pulled back, applied makeup and daringly matched her lipstick to her dress. She didn't wear makeup often, but Tom seemed to appreciate it whenever she would 'doll herself up' as he called it. She had taken off the matching high heel shoes an hour ago. She was ready to remove the dress as well, but had been putting it off. She was really trying to give Tom a chance.
After one last lap around of her couch she decided. "Computer, locate Lt. Paris."
"Lt. Paris is in Holodeck 2" the computer stated benignly.
B'Elanna growled. "Computer, locate Ensign Kim."
"Ensign Kim is in Holodeck 2" was the next response. If the computer was sentient, it might have cowered from the angry voice of the Klingon-hybrid engineer. It was not, so it could not identify the anger imbedded in the next growled out phrase issued from B'Elanna's lips.
"Computer, what program is running in Holodeck 2?"
"Captain Proton frees Chaotica's harem."
Just outside her door a passing crewman lost two days off his life when a tremendous howl of rage scared him nearly senseless. He recovered his breath and quickly scurried down the corridor not wanting to be anywhere near those doors if they opened. He had often wondered if Voyager's best helmsman was tremendously brave or terribly masochistic. All he knew was that no matter how beautiful the woman, he couldn't be involved with someone whose growls were scarier than the bears back home in Colorado.
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"Regeneration Cycle is complete."
Seven stepped away from the Borg regeneration unit and was immediately flooded with bittersweet memories. The night before she had her very first sexual encounter. It had been exhilarating. It was more than her research could have prepared her for. Her body had come alive and she had felt more emotions than she had thought she was capable of having. Then it became hell.
After 3.4 hours of passion and sex, Kathryn had gotten up to take a shower. When she came out of the shower dressed in a long soft robe she asked Seven if she wanted a shower before she left. The naïve blonde had not realized that she was expected to leave. She took the opportunity to shower in the Captain's ensuite so that she wouldn't have to use the Holodeck's or the sickbay's shower. After dressing, she left the ensuite and found Kathryn sitting in her living room on the couch, sipping a cup of coffee.
The small woman looked up into her eyes when she entered the room. Her expression had become unreadable. "Seven, we need to talk," she said as she patted the space beside her to indicate she wanted Seven to sit next to her.
The conversation after that was too painful to remember so she began packing up a few personal belongings. She had replicated hiking gear after leaving the Captain's quarters. She never took leave when it was available, but this time she would. The ship had just become very small, almost confining to Seven. She needed to get away. She had spent a short time in Astrometrics finding a remote location on one of the mountains within transporter range that would suit her purposes. She knew that if she spent a short time hiking she would be far from where the rest of the crew would likely spend their time.
She changed into a pair of jeans, put a long sleeve shirt over a t-shirt and donned hiking boots. Strapping her guitar case to the back of her backpack, she reached in and double checked all of the equipment. She made sure she had packed everything necessary the computer had recommended for mountain climbing, camping and general outdoor safety. She also made sure she had enough rations and nutritional supplements for her entire 7 days and plenty of water.
Once everything was settled properly in the pack, she strode out of the cargo bay and headed for the transporter room. Giving the transporter operator the coordinates, she stepped up onto the dais, ready to get away.
The Ensign looked up as she disintegrated into a shiny pattern. He had never worked with the ex-Borg, but he had heard the rumors the she was a cold-hearted emotionless machine. What he saw in those last few seconds made him decide they were wrong. Machines don't cry.
~~~~~
That morning Tom Paris woke in an empty bed. After he went through his morning ablutions he went out in search of his Klingon lover hoping to convince her of a little morning romp. He found her out in the living room which was now suspiciously spotless. In fact he noticed that none of his stuff was in sight. Another odd thing was a couple of boxes next to the door.
"Lanna?" he asked as he approached the couch.
She turned when she heard his voice and he knew he must have done something really wrong. She was calm; Too calm.
"Tom, we need to talk. I want you to move out," she said plainly.
"Are you breaking up with me?" He squeaked out. "What did I do?"
"No Tom. I'm not breaking up with you. Yet. I'm giving you another shot. I want our old relationship back. Back when you remembered dates. When you spent time with me. I think when you moved in you started taking for granted that I'd always be here. Now you'll have to remember to come get me if you want to spend time with me." She looked at him a bit sorrowfully. "I love you Tom. We've always been good friends. But lately, you haven't been a good partner. And I need that. So for now, go back to your old quarters and see if you can grow up enough for us to make this work."
"But Lanna…" He whined.
"No buts Tom. It's this or it's the end. Either way I need some space." She stood up and kissed him gently on the cheek and walked to the door. "Our leave is at the same time. But I expect you to make dates with me if you want to be with me." After saying that she walked out the door and headed for engineering.
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As Seven reached up and hoisted herself over this latest ridge she looked around. She had been hiking and climbing for the last two hours after the transporters dropped her at her coordinates. This area looked like what she wanted. The clearing was wide enough to set up her habitat, have plenty of room to wander about and have a campfire. She looked out over the horizon off the edge of the mountain. The view was beautiful, according her a vision of the sky surrounding the mountain range as it receded away.
She retrieved her tricorder and ran scans around the area to make sure there weren't any animals nested nearby. After a satisfactory scan she set her backpack down off to the back of the clearing. She cleared a space nearby then retrieved and set up the Starfleet single habitat she brought. She took the guitar case off of her backpack and set in down next to the tent.
Removing the stasis container of food and some of her climbing rope she looked around. Deciding on a tree to the rear of her habitat, she tied her food pack up on a limb that ran parallel to the ground over her tent. She took the Starfleet self-inflate mattress and positioned it within the tent activating it when she was ready. Finally, she removed her phaser and stored the backpack inside the tent.
It was early afternoon now. The sun was at its apex now, but the temperature was quite comfortable. Still, she wanted to remove the long sleeve shirt and feel the mountain breeze on her bare arms. She wasn't concerned with hiding her implants now that she was alone. The breeze felt so nice on her arms that she wanted to feel it blowing through her hair. Reaching up, she released the tight bun and shook her head back and forth until all her hair was loose around her shoulders and running down her back.
Not many people knew how long her hair was. Only the Doctor, and now Kathryn, had seen it down lately. It had grown a considerable amount now reaching below her shoulder-blades and running down over her breasts in the front. She still thought the bun was the most efficient way to wear it on Voyager, but she didn't need to worry about efficiency right now, and she decided she didn't want it up. The wind was a most wonderful experience running through her hair, making her scalp tingle.
Unbidden a memory of Kathryn's fingers running through her hair in the heat of passion crossed her mind. She stood there, eyes closed, inhaling deeply as the wind caressed her skin. Unfortunately her eidetic memory was so precise that she could recall sensations as if they were presently happening. For a second the smell of the wind was replaced in her mind by Kathryn's smell. It was too much, too soon. Her reserve broken, feeling so lonely, so alone, she let it all go. Falling to her knees, she broke down and cried.
~~~~~
It was the third day of B'Elanna's leave and Tom had not contacted her since the first day. Yesterday she had waited until almost noon in her quarters before setting off on her own for the lake where many of the crew was spending their time. Last night when she came back to Voyager, a little tipsy from all the ale that was available by the lakefront, she sat and pondered many things. She wondered why she had tried to wait for Tom that morning. She didn't need him to have fun and obviously he didn't need her either. She thought about all the missed dates, all the cancellations.
She wondered when she had lost her self-respect, her honor. No respectable Klingon warrior would allow themselves to be treated this way by their mate. Maybe it was her human side that let her believe she deserved the way he treated her. At least she had figured that out. Some weak part of her thought she deserved it; that nobody else would want a half-breed like her and she should just swallow her pride and take it.
That realization shook her to the core. It propelled her determination that she would not allow his childish treatment any longer. By waiting around for him to call she was still letting him control her and she didn't like it. She had been fine before she met him and knew how to have fun without him. On top of that, his love didn't make her feel whole, or cherished. Klingon culture described true love as soul filling to the point of physical synchronization; literally two pairs of hearts beating out the same rhythm. She didn't think she'd ever find that, but she was beginning to wonder why she should settle for less.
So today she had arisen energized and ready to tackle an old hobby that Tom never indulged in because he found it too difficult. She was going to go rock climbing out there on one of those beautiful mountains. She dressed for the occasion with a grin on her face and dug around in her drawers for an old pair of 'lucky' gloves she loved. She spent some of her spare replicator rations on a new harness, carabineers and rope. She set up her backpack, put on her climbing shoes, and headed off to the Transporter room.
When she strode in she saw a young ensign behind the controls and smiled at him. "You have any coordinates near one of those mountains stored? I want to go tackle one of those hills today." She gave him a big grin, showing him her pointed teeth mischievously.
It was still rather early so not many people had been in yet. As a consequence when she burst in the room full of energy and loudly questioning him he had been a bit startled. But her grin was certainly infectious. "Yes ma'am. I think I have a good spot right here. Want to inspect it?" he asked.
She hopped up onto the dais and answered, "Nope! Surprise me."
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