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Chapter 1
Captain Kathryn Janeway stood in the corridor, waiting for the turbo lift. She was off duty, and looking forward to time in her DA Vinci Holoprogram. The turbo lift opened, and she stepped in, joining the ensign, who name she couldn't remember. She got in, and said, "Deck 4". The ensign remained silent, apparently unsure about what to say when you were stuck in a turbo lift with your captain. The turbo lift slowed, then stopped, the computer's voice announcing "Deck 8". The ensign almost leaped off, glad to be rid of the confusing protocols. Tom Paris, the angelically handsome Lieutenant, replaced her. He glanced at her, with a crooked smile playing at his lips. She was forced to stare up, looking him directly in the eye. He met her gaze with his own blue-eyed one, looked away, and looked back, but this time there was something in his eyes. Confusion, heartache, desire?
Kathryn felt as though the air was charged with sexuality, her adrenaline level way up, every movement charged with hormonal tension. She'd never felt this way, not even with Mark, whom she had believed to be the man of her dreams. Now, she wasn't so sure.
The turbo lift arrived at deck four, breaking the awkward silence. Tom looked at her, his gaze still tinged with longing. "Your stop", he said hoarsely. Suddenly, Kathryn didn't want to go to the Holo deck. Taking a deep breath, she managed to croak out "I think I'll actually head to deck two". The moment the turbo lift doors closed, they were down on the floor, kissing, probing. He breathed, "Kathryn", and began to slowly unhook the back of her uniform, hands soft on her newly exposed skin. As delicately as if he were removing her skin, he peeled the jacket off, and began to peel off the turtleneck and tank beneath. When he finished, she reached forward and began to feel along his back, looking for the clasp at the neck, finally finding it as she massaged. She peeled off his uniform, her hands reaching down to the small of his back. She looked up, and shakingly said,"Computer, halt turbo". Then she refocused on unclasping her bra, letting it fall. He breathed sharply, awed by the sight of her, sitting half-naked on his lap. He then gave himself an emotional shake, and began to undo her pants. She stood, and peeled them off, along with her underwear, exposing narrow hips, and muscular legs. He the rose, and joined her, almost unable to keep his hands off her ivory skin. She began focusing on his pants, unclasping them, and peeling them gently to the floor. He groaned slightly, and stepped out of his boxers, almost embarrassed to be seen. They observed each other in their nakedness, eyes shining with need, and an unsatisfiable desire.
Kathryn grabbed his hand, and pulled him to the floor. Normally, she was awkward during sex, but this was different, it felt like magic. She leaned forward, and kissed him passionately on the lips, her toung delving into his mouth. They sat back, and then, as though driven by need, they began to make love, naked, in the turbo between decks three and four.
Captain Kathryn Janeway stood in the corridor, waiting for the turbo lift. She was off duty, and looking forward to time in her DA Vinci Holoprogram. The turbo lift opened, and she stepped in, joining the ensign, who name she couldn't remember. She got in, and said, "Deck 4". The ensign remained silent, apparently unsure about what to say when you were stuck in a turbo lift with your captain. The turbo lift slowed, then stopped, the computer's voice announcing "Deck 8". The ensign almost leaped off, glad to be rid of the confusing protocols. Tom Paris, the angelically handsome Lieutenant, replaced her. He glanced at her, with a crooked smile playing at his lips. She was forced to stare up, looking him directly in the eye. He met her gaze with his own blue-eyed one, looked away, and looked back, but this time there was something in his eyes. Confusion, heartache, desire?
Kathryn felt as though the air was charged with sexuality, her adrenaline level way up, every movement charged with hormonal tension. She'd never felt this way, not even with Mark, whom she had believed to be the man of her dreams. Now, she wasn't so sure.
The turbo lift arrived at deck four, breaking the awkward silence. Tom looked at her, his gaze still tinged with longing. "Your stop", he said hoarsely. Suddenly, Kathryn didn't want to go to the Holo deck. Taking a deep breath, she managed to croak out "I think I'll actually head to deck two". The moment the turbo lift doors closed, they were down on the floor, kissing, probing. He breathed, "Kathryn", and began to slowly unhook the back of her uniform, hands soft on her newly exposed skin. As delicately as if he were removing her skin, he peeled the jacket off, and began to peel off the turtleneck and tank beneath. When he finished, she reached forward and began to feel along his back, looking for the clasp at the neck, finally finding it as she massaged. She peeled off his uniform, her hands reaching down to the small of his back. She looked up, and shakingly said,"Computer, halt turbo". Then she refocused on unclasping her bra, letting it fall. He breathed sharply, awed by the sight of her, sitting half-naked on his lap. He then gave himself an emotional shake, and began to undo her pants. She stood, and peeled them off, along with her underwear, exposing narrow hips, and muscular legs. He the rose, and joined her, almost unable to keep his hands off her ivory skin. She began focusing on his pants, unclasping them, and peeling them gently to the floor. He groaned slightly, and stepped out of his boxers, almost embarrassed to be seen. They observed each other in their nakedness, eyes shining with need, and an unsatisfiable desire.
Kathryn grabbed his hand, and pulled him to the floor. Normally, she was awkward during sex, but this was different, it felt like magic. She leaned forward, and kissed him passionately on the lips, her toung delving into his mouth. They sat back, and then, as though driven by need, they began to make love, naked, in the turbo between decks three and four.