Series: VOY
Codes: C/Tvk
Rating: NC17
Categories: Humour, First Time.
Disclaimer: These characters are the property of Paramount-Viacom. I just borrowed them and am not writing for profit.
Summary: The crew of Voyager find it impossible to mind their own business.
Warnings: This is NC17 rated so graphic descriptions of m/m sex.
Author's Note: This story was originally completed in May 2001 and I was really excited when it won 1st place for Voyager Misc M/M slash in the Star Trek GO Awards!
Command Logic - Chapter 1
"Commander Chakotay and Tuvok? Tom, are you out of your mind?" Ensign Harry Kim halted his progress along the corridor and stared at his best friend in amazement.
"Think about it, Harry."
"I don't want to think about it!" Harry interrupted.
"In a way they're perfect for each other," Tom continued anyway. "Just think of all the meditation they could do together."
Harry's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You are definitely kidding, right?"
"Well, I was at first," Tom smirked, but then his eyes grew serious. "But you know, the more I thought about it, the more I thought that they'd actually be really good together."
"Tom, Tuvok is a Vulcan."
"I'm aware of that Harry. What's your point?"
"Well, surely you've noticed? Umm... Chakotay's a fairly passionate individual."
"Yes, but he controls it well. I'm sure Tuvok admires that."
"Chakotay has a sense of humour."
"What you don't realise is that Tuvok does as well. It's very subtle, but it's there. And I've noticed that it's slightly more obvious when Chakotay is around."
"Yes, but Chakotay can be mischievous." Harry eyed Tom doubtfully.
Tom smirked again. "Well we all know that Tuvok could benefit from the occasional kick in the ass."
"Yeah," Harry sniggered slightly, but then frowned. "You've forgotten a very important point, though."
Tom raised a questioning eyebrow.
"Tuvok's bonded to T'Pel, remember?"
Tom shook his head. "I hadn't forgotten. But I think that bond has probably weakened considerably. And there's the Pon Farr to consider. Tuvok's most logical course of action would be to find a new mate, and probably one that couldn't bear children either. I'm sure Tuvok's thought of that, and you have to agree the Commander would be ideal."
Harry frowned, pondered and then smiled ruefully. "Okay Tom, you've convinced me, but you know it's never going to happen. And are we going to the holodeck or not?"
Tom Paris' smug voice faded up the corridor. "Yeah, I guess I'm hungry enough to face another one of Neelix' festivals."
Tuvok climbed through the access panel of Jeffries tube 12, straightened up and snapped the panel back into place. He watched the two figures turn the corner at the end of the corridor and disappear from view.
One eyebrow arched gracefully as he considered the fact that, once again, Lieutenant Tom Paris had surprised him. Although it was, of course, typical that the Lieutenant and the Ensign had conducted a private, and not to mention disrespectful conversation, in a public hallway, Tuvok had to admit to himself that the discussion he had just overheard had, in fact, fascinated him. Lieutenant Paris, a flighty individual at best, much prone to instinctive leaps of understanding, had actually presented a concise and logical viewpoint on a subject which had, on occasion much occupied Tuvok's mind.
It was true, his bond with T'Pel had faded, distance and time major factors, but what many humans wouldn't realize, was that lack of sexual activity had also weakened the bond. Whilst the Pon Farr was a frenzied instinct to complete a mating bond, Vulcans did enjoy healthy sex lives. And Tuvok had always practiced his healthy sex life very thoroughly indeed.
In fact, the logic of taking a new mate, had related more to the lack of that healthy sex life, then any concerns he might have had regarding the Pon Farr. Particularly as three years would pass before he would experience the mating frenzy again.
It was also true, that when considering the potential of mates on board Voyager, he had ruled out the possibility of a partner who could bear children. Whilst birth control was a matter of course in this century, Tuvok considered that a mate who was unable to reproduce would mean that the possibility would never arise in the future, and he had no desire to father children whilst adrift in the Delta Quadrant. He assumed that any male who chose to partner him, would also have considered the lack of the possibility of children as a benefit to the relationship. It had been many years since Tuvok had experimented with a same sex partner, and he found himself intrigued at the idea of experiencing that particular form of physical pleasure with a human male.
And the last truth, which the Lieutenant had surprisingly arrived at independently, was that Commander Chakotay had always been his first choice as that human male.
"Ah... there you are, Mr Vulcan."
Tuvok realized, belatedly, that he had been standing in the hallway for at least five minutes, gazing at the far wall, and snapped his eyes in the direction of the voice that had interrupted his thoughts. How... irritating... that it was, of course, Neelix.
"You seemed rather distracted," Neelix smiled at him delightedly. "You must have been thinking about something very interesting."
"Indeed, Mr. Neelix. I assume you have a good reason for interrupting my interesting thoughts." Tuvok stated flatly.
"Well, of course, I do, Mr. Vulcan. Don't you remember that today is the Kintaran Slug Holiday? The feast is due to start in five minutes. Most of us are already in the holodeck."
Tuvok indulged in a most delicate and barely noticeable shudder. "Ah. Mr. Neelix, I am afraid that I am unable..."
Neelix' hand gripped his forearm tightly. "Now, now Tuvok. No excuses. I happen to know your duty shift finished ten minutes ago, and you need to relax. The Kintaran Slug Holiday will definitely be more enjoyable than standing around in hallways, I assure you."
Tuvok further indulged himself with a long-suffering sigh and followed Neelix to the holodeck.