Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the holodeck, though I certainly wish I did.

Author's Note: My muse is weird but I can't really complain. This chapter was the result of a friend's remark about being too worked up to get a program running on the holodeck and how the grey and yellow lines don't really lend much to an erotic atmosphere.

She agrees to meet him at the holodeck when he asks. He flashes a dimpled grin and Kathryn's grateful that she's sitting down; he's had that effect on her since the beginning of their journey. She still has paperwork to do and reports to read so she promises to meet him at the holodeck entrance an hour after their shift, though he makes her swear she'll leave early enough to stop by her quarters and change into something comfortable. She sends him out of her ready room with a laugh, her cheeks flushed a bright red at the thought of being comfortable on the holodeck. He's choosing the program so she's certain she won't stay clothed long - she never does with him.

She leaves the bridge with beta shift and hurries to her quarters, changing into a tunic and soft pants. She slips her feet into simple flats on her way out of the door and smiles at the crewmen she passes on her way to meet Chakotay. She makes it to the arch in record time, grinning as she sees that the privacy lock is already engaged. She overrides the lock with her command codes and enters, surprised to see the grey and yellow holodeck's interior.

"Chakotay?"

She doesn't see him at first, blind to his presence until a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist. His lips press against her neck and she grins, tilting her head a little to give him better access.

"I thought you might not come, Beloved," he murmurs, nipping at the soft skin where her neck meets her shoulder. She presses back against him and covers his hands with hers.

"I promised, didn't I?" she whispers, biting her lip as she turns in his arms and slips her arms up around his neck. "I missed you today."

"I sat right next to you all day, Kathryn. Were you preoccupied on duty?" he asks and she laughs.

"A certain someone kept distracting me. I considered putting him on report at one point," she says, licking her lips before going up on her tiptoes to kiss him. He groans in her mouth, eliciting a matching moan from her, and she feels him guiding her backwards. They walk, mouths locked, until her back hits the holodeck wall and his body presses against hers fully. She's trembling now, ready for him; she's been ready for him all day. Pushing her body forward into his, she realizes that he's as aroused as she is.

"I need you," she groans, biting at his lip as the kiss intensifies. He grins and moves his kisses from her lips to her jaw and down to her neck as his hands find their way up her tunic. She gasps at the feeling of his lips on her neck and his hands making their way up her stomach. When his hands make contact with her bare breasts, she inhales sharply and pushes against him to get room for her own exploration. Her nimble fingers make quick work of his belt and she's got her hand down the front of his pants - leather, her mind vaguely recognizes - and then she's wrapping her hand around him.

"Oh spirits," he breathes, tugging her shirt up and over her head. His lips are around her nipple before she can react and she whimpers, threading her fingers through his hair. Her back arches, her grip tightening when he flicks her nipple with his tongue. She's panting at this point, her knees shaking and it's taking an ungodly amount of concentration to stay upright.

"Let's . . . Let's get a program running, Chakotay."

"No time. I need you now," he says and she realizes that he's gotten her pants and underwear down around her knees without her being aware of it. She grunts as his fingers trail through the apex of her thighs and circles her clit. The shards of pleasure that shoot through her body makes her breath catch in her throat. Her hips start to push against his hand and when he slips two fingers into her, she feels the start of her orgasm. She tightens her hand around his erection and bites at his shoulder as the tremors start but he stops his movements and keeps his fingers still inside of her, halting her climax.

"Not yet, Kathryn."

"Oh god, please. Please, Chakotay," she whispers, not too proud to beg, but he laughs and shakes his head.

"Not yet."

Her hips are still pushing forward against his hand, trying to get him to move. He slides his fingers out as slowly as he slipped them in and she takes a shuddering breath, ready to protest. He cuts her off again and lifts her thigh, moving forward to slide into her with one firm movement. She stops breathing, clawing at his back as he starts to thrust.

"You feel so good," he grunts in time with his thrusts. "You're so tight, so wet, all for me. I love feeling you around me, Kathryn."

His words inflame her and send tingles up her back. She brings her other leg up, trusting him to hold her as she wraps her legs around his waist. The change of the angle of his penetration makes them both cry out in pleasure. She grips the back of his neck and pants hard, tightening and loosening her inner muscles in rhythm with him. They're both sweating, their breaths mingling as they work together to find completion.

"I love you," she says, resting her forehead against his. His thrusts become sharper, more focused, and she locks her eyes with his as she nears her peak. He's staring at her, his gaze firm and bright. He leans forward and kisses her hard, biting her lip as he stiffens and the feeling of his warm spend makes her cry out. She tightens completely, her orgasm hitting hard as she whimpers. They come back to themselves at the same time, their bodies wrapped around each other. He slides to the floor, holding her close as they try to catch their breaths.

"That was-" he starts but she cuts him off with a breathy laugh.

"Amazing," she says, holding onto him and kissing his nose. They kiss again and she laughs at his sigh as he softens and slips from her. It takes them a while to get the motivation to get up but they finally get their clothes back on. She kisses him as he straightens her tunic

"So you have the holodeck for another hour, right?"

"Right. I traded with Harry and promised him next week's holodeck time since this is a hard time to get," he says.

"Did you have a specific program in mind for today?"

"I gave Tom the specifications and had him write the code. Do you want to run it?"

"Nah. I can think of something else I'd like to do," she says, grinning at the dimpled smile he flashes. "Computer, start program Janeway OS-one."

"OS-one?" he asks, his confusion scrunching his brow.

"Orion slave," she replies, licking her lips as the grey and yellow grid disappears into the interior of an Orion slave ship.