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The bridge transformed back into its old self and Q had disappeared. Kathryn looked around the room suspiciously. "That was far too easy."
Tom shrugged, "Don't knock a good thing, Captain."
Kathryn realized she still had her hand in Seven's. She gently squeezed it and turned to look into Seven's eyes, "Right you are, Mr. Paris. Chakotay, you have the bridge."
The Captain led Seven into her ready room before dropping the ex-Borg's hand. She reached up and tucked a nonexistent flyaway behind the blonde's ear. "Are you positive, Seven?"
The blonde gave a small smile, "As I have said before, I am certain."
Kathryn smiled wide, "Then, would you mind me kissing you while I know what's going on?"
The younger woman cocked her head, "Shall I reciprocate the kiss?"
"I sure hope so, Seven." She laughed.
Slowly, tenderly, Kathryn leaned up and pressed her lips onto the blonde's. She wrapped her arms around the taller woman's neck and pressed harder.
Seven pressed back, her hands on Kathryn's waist. It didn't take long for Kathryn's long celibacy and Seven's research to encourage them into the next step. The redhead asked for entrance with her tongue and it was readily granted. They explored each others mouths, hungry and passionate. Kathryn's hands roamed up and down Seven's back and neck.
"Humph!" Came a voice behind the two women.
Kathryn gasped at the interruption and tried to catch her breath as she turned to see Q sitting on her desk. She ran a finger along her lip line. "What do you want now, Q?"
The omnipotent being tilted his head, "I don't get it." He huffed. "All that kissing. What does she got that I don't have?"
"A pulse, Q." Kathryn shot at him. "Now go away."
Q seemed to consider this for a moment. "Huh." He mused. Then he disappeared.
Kathryn allowed the non-Q environment to sink in. "So," She said, looking into Seven's eyes. "Where were we?"
Seven attempted to answer. "You and I were kissing and you were attempting to…'feel me up'."
The redhead smiled, "Stop hanging around Paris, he's a bad influence." And she dove in for those moist lips again.
Some minutes later, the chime sounded. Kathryn let out a groan and pulled herself away.
Chakotay walked in and eyed the two women. "Captain, I believe public displays of affection are not allowed on duty."
"Captain's prerogative, Commander. Report me to the nearest Admiral if you must."
Seven untangled herself from Kathryn's grip. "The Commander is correct. I must return to my post. I will be in the Cargo Bay after my shift. Meet me then."
The Captain smiled, "Of course, Seven."
Seven walked out, Kathryn took the time to watch the ex-borg's bottom as it swayed back and forth as she strutted through the door. The Captain turned to see the Commander staring at her. "Don't think I didn't see that, Captain."
The Captain met his eyes, "Throw me in the brig then."
Later
Kathryn tried to keep her pace steady as she walked down to the Cargo Bay. She was certain someone had moved it farther away since the last time she had gone to visit Seven.
The Cargo Bay doors obediently opened for the Captain and she moved in and looked around. She immediately spotted Seven.
The blonde was balanced on her console, one knee at her chest and the other dangling. She was leaning back, resting on one hand. She beckoned the Captain with a finger. "I've missed you, darling."
Kathryn took two steps and then stopped. She narrowed her eyes and glared at the ex-borg. "What did you do with the real Seven?"
Seven looked mortified and snapped her fingers. In her place was Mr. Omnipotence himself. "How did you know?" He asked, surprised.
Kathryn was loath to give him pointers, but it felt too good to be right over Q, "The position, the pet name and the real Seven would never use that gesture. Now what did you do to her?"
Q rolled his eyes, "Relax, Kathy, I sent her to your quarters."
"Janeway to Seven."
"Seven here."
"Seven, come back to the Cargo Bay. It was Q."
"On my way, Captain."
Kathryn turned back to Q, "Will you leave us alone, Q?"
Q hopped off the console and circled Kathryn, saying. "But you'll never be happy with her! Blondie is so…" He shuddered in search of the right word, "Dry. You need someone with adventure and passion. Someone with amazing powers of persuasion."
A giant bouquet of red roses appeared in his hand. "Can she get you these?"
Kathryn pushed them away, "I don't need flowers, Q"
"Candy, then! Every woman loves chocolate." A box of chocolates appeared.
"Stop it, Q."
"Puppies! You love puppies. Perfume? Some of every scent. Sappy poetry? Love ballads? Greeting cards? Wine? Rings? Jewelry?
As he spoke things appeared in the Cargo Bay. Soon it was overflowing with bottles of perfume, flower petals, sparkling jewelry and men with guitars singing soft love songs.
Seven chose this moment to walk in.
The ex-borg cocked her head, "Am I interrupting?"
"Yes, thanks goodness." Kathryn rushed over to Seven and made a gesture to turn the blonde around, "Lets get out of here."
"Think about what I said!" Q called as the Cargo Bay doors slid closed on him.
Kathryn held onto Seven's waist protectively as she rushed them down the corridor, ignoring the perplexed stares of her officers. "Fucking Q, why won't he leave us alone?" She muttered.
Seven thought about an appropriate answer, but did not have a chance to voice it as Kathryn guided her into a tubolift.
The redhead calmed and smiled at her taller companion as the turbolift doors closed, intent on making their alone time count. She did not miss the flash of irony as she remembered how many times she had reprimanded crewmembers for PDAs in the turbolifts.
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