SNIPPETS OF SEVEN CHAPTER TWO- INSTINCT
1st JULY 2010
What if on the Markonian station Seven encountered something more... interesting than yet another bunch of disconnected Borg drones- Femmeslash!
'THIS' means someone is thinking.
Horizontal line means timeskip- may be a few minutes, may be hours.
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Beware Femmeslash ahead!
Stardate Unknown, Year 2376,
Markonian outpost, 1100 hours,
A disinterested Seven of Nine had been encouraged (ordered) by Captain Janeway to take part in the cultural exchange ongoing between the Starship Voyager and the various races of this sector of space... so after hesitantly joining Mr Neelix in a painfully boring and unproductive trade with a Morphinian cafe owner and watching a Shivolian and Kinbori sports match which made no sense to her she was eager to get back to Voyager and resume her duties.
Or at least do something productive.
After meeting up with Ensign Kim the two Voyager senior officers made their way back to the docked Intrepid class starship- the young Ensign making up whatever weak small talk he could think off in an unsuccessful attempt to initiate a conversation with the remote, icy blonde.
The pair entered a turbolift that would swiftly take them to the airlock... as the doors closed a slender, silver skinned arm encircled by a bracelet of black beads poked through the doors forcing them back open.
Kim gulped and stared as one of the strangest looking yet beautiful female aliens he had ever seen stepped into the lift...
Despite being a seasoned Starfleet officer and an ice queen ex-Borg drone respectively, Kim and Seven could only stare in amazement at the female now standing before them; she was of an unfamiliar species- silver coloured skin with black tiger-like stripes across her arms, legs and sides- speaking of her arms and legs, they were bare- the only clothes she wore were a halter top that struggled to contain very large teardrop shaped breasts, what Kim could only describe as the tightest set of skintight pants he had ever seen and an assortment of jewellery in the form of black and white spheres encircling her wrists, neck and waist.
Kim stared stupidly at the strangers' extraordinary appearance for a moment.
'What the hell am i doing? Staring at her like some schoolkid? It could be a crime to do that on her world!' He berated himself in his head, tore his eyes off her very impressive cleavage and forced his vision to the strangers face and gulped again as he saw she was as beautiful and bizarre in the face as the body; a breathtaking beauty made inhuman by no eyebrows, cat-like slitted golden eyes, shoulder length black hair and a mouth of piranha like pearly white teeth. He noted the teeth.
'Her species is probably carnivorous...' Not all sentient species evolved to be omnivores like humans after all.
He also noted she seemed to be completely ignoring him and intensely studying Seven of Nine.
"Hello, we haven't met. My name is Sukino." She stated in a voice that, while was strangely soothing didn't quite sound human.
Kim snapped back into iron rod straight Starfleet officer mode.
"I... i'm Ensign Kim, of the Federation starship... Voyager. Errr... this... is Seven of Nine." Sukino turned to Kim looking him up and down making the Ensign shift uncomfortably.
"Yes, i met several people from your ship two days ago... a Mr Neeley and Carik?"
"Errr, i think you mean Neelix and Carey." Kim stammered.
"I'm not good with names..." The stranger dreamily replied. She turned back to Seven staring at her intensely.
"You have a most... interesting appearance... Seven?"
Kim felt the terrible thought come up in his mind that Sukino's appearance was that of a whore- he suppressed the thought though, knowing it was a breach of Starfleet protocols to commence first contact by calling the alien a hooker.
Harry felt completely out of the loop as Seven and the alien woman had talked all the way back aboard Voyager and spoke in the mess hall over dinner(1). The ensign had to leave after twenty minutes for his duty shift and left the two continuing their strange dialogue.
'Strange because Seven has never opened up like this to a complete stranger before- she's talked about everything from music to her time as a Borg to Sukino's race and culture- turns out their species really was carnivorous, other things of interest was that they were nomadic ever since their homeworld was destroyed a century ago by an unknown race of hostile aliens...' Kim monologued as he took a last look at the pair then turned and left the mess hall to his job.
"Astrometrics to Seven of Nine. We are ready to begin the diagnostic on the new sensor grid."
Seven blinked, clearly shocked by the disembodied announcement. "Computer. Time."
The Borg was stunned to discover she had been engaged in conversation for over an hour and was now officially late for her duty shift.
Sukino took the cue and began excusing herself. "Thank you for your hospitality and wonderful meal... I suppose i should... disembark and hope we meet again someday."
Reacting on a strange impulse, Seven stopped her. "... If you like i could give you a tour of the ship... in the name of the Captain's cultural exchange."
Even as she said it, the cyborg woman wondered why she was doing this on behalf of a stranger.
"You know since i've seen your home you should see mine- i have acquired a collection of technology and cultural artefacts from across the quadrant..." The enigmatic alien replied tilting her head somewhat. "They could be of use to you..."
"Yes, perhaps they could..." Even that sounded like an excuse to Seven's ears.
Hours later...
In Voyagers one-of-a-kind Astrometrics lab, Seven of nine looked over the ships latest long- range astrometric scan- for reasons she couldn't understand her attention wasn't on the computer console's intriguing data...
Her thoughts kept drifting to other subjects... all seemed to be about the strangely intriguing female alien that she had only met once and known very briefly.
'This is absurd. Why am i thinking this way about a near stranger?'
Seven's brow furrowed unsettled at not being able to focus on her work.
Her door chime rang out. She looked up from her computer terminal.
"Enter."
The door whooshed open.
An exotic silver alien stood in the doorway smiling warmly. Rather presumptuously she sauntered inside wearing a bright smile and her usual provocative outfit.
"Hello again. I thought i'd take this opportunity to follow through on my offer to give you a tour of my station... if you'd still like that..."
"I..." Seven started. Then stopped and looked around nervously.
"You don't have other plans, do you?" She asked looking saddened.
Seven felt tightness in her chest seeing the alien woman's expression. She stood up.
"I have no other plans." She stated firmly.
The alien woman smiled wider showing razor sharp teeth. "I'm glad." She took Seven's hand.
"Where do we go first?"
Sukino's Quarters... Hours Later...
Seven of nine had seen the entire Markonian station with Sukino as guide- somehow the vibrant woman made everything on the drab and generally unremarkable station seem interesting, even extraordinary.
The former drone looked around at the private quarters of Sukino. Her 'Tour guide' had brought her here after completing the tour of the station.
For some reason Seven had difficulty identifying this room with her new... friend. The room was Spartan- no flowers, no pictures, no real personal items. Through the rooms one viewport she could see a spectacular blue and white energy storm. The anomaly (which Seven instantly recognised as a Type six, subspace induced plasma storm) shone and raged blindingly bright against the blackness of space.
Sukino took Seven by her hand, a jolt went through the Borg female though she didn't pull away.
"I wanted to show you this..." Sukino spoke pointing out the beautiful but terribly destructive natural event. "A plasma storm; going through a particularly violent part of its lifecycle. Beautiful isn't it?" She breathed.
The self-appointed tour guide took out a seat from a desk at the side of a bed and moved it so it faced the viewport.
She led Seven to the chair. She gently sat the taller woman down never taking her eyes off the blondes beautiful blue eyes.
Sukino stepped behind Seven, the nervous blonde twisted in her seat to follow.
She was stopped when Sukino's firm hands slid over her shoulders with a strong grip. But she didn't resist.
"Computer, dim lights." Sukino whispered. The blue glow of the storm illuminated Sukino's pale skin and bathed the room in a eerie light.
"It's lovely isn't it?" Sukino breathed.
Seven wasn't thinking about the storm, or about the work she was doing when her guest came calling- she was unable to think about anything except the smell, the feel of Sukino's hands across her body...
As Sukino's skilled fingers gently rubbed Seven's shoulders she stared entranced at the plasma storm, her tension draining away...
Seven's nerves tingled.
Sukino whispered into Seven's ear. "Everyone else looks at the storm from a crowded space station... or alone... but i get to watch it here... with you..."
Seven blinked confused at the whole situation, she had felt fear many times since becoming an individual but this was different...
Blue eyes looked into golden slits briefly then turned back to the storm feeling her face flush from some ridiculous human physiological weakness.
Since her study of romance was... interrupted by Lt Torres' violent objection to being the study subject- she had continued her study of romance via the Federation databases extensive library of erotic fiction- the literature inspired intriguing feelings in her... feelings she was having now much to her confusion.
The alien woman's hands were in her hair, she elegantly tugged it out of usual severe hairstyle.
"You have such lovely hair- it looks better free."
"Sukino, i..." She trailed off, her voice trembling as the exotic alien pushed Seven's blonde hair to one side, then leaned in to kiss her neck.
"Look at the storm. You don't want to miss this, do you?" She murmured softly as her lips trailed up to her implant on her cheek then to her ear, the sound and sensations made Seven shiver as Sukino gently nuzzled her.
"No,but..."
A slender finger covered Seven's lips, cutting her off. "Shh. Relax." The finger was replaced by Sukino's lips. Bewildered Seven couldn't help but relax leaning back into the kiss naturally.
With some careful maneuvering Sukino sat behind Seven- there bodies now in direct physical contact sharing the same chair.
Fidgeting and trying not fall off the front of her seat Seven felt Sukino's hands trail from her shoulders to her neck.
Seven gulped and leaned forwards as she felt skilled fingers reach the zip on the back of her skin tight, blue dermoplastic garment, slowly the alien woman began to pull the zip down her back.
Seven flinched and tried to turn around when Sukino's seemingly electric fingers touched the exposed skin of her back. She froze as she stared straight into the mesmerizing golden stare of the exotic alien.
Even though Seven was against allowing unknown aliens aboard Voyager she felt herself inexplicably trusting and drawn to this woman. And now this stranger was gently tugging Seven's blue body suit down her body to her waist.
Slowly stripping her.
Expertly Sukino ran her hands over the entranced Borg's body and face.
"Wha... what are you..." "Shh. Relax." She stroked Seven confusing the borg- but she couldn't bring herself to tell her to stop.
The probing hands went from seven's face to her body,
Still in the process of recovering her humanity, this was something the ex- drone had never imagined even though Sukino intrigued her... Seven of nine couldn't understand the need- the wanting she had for this virtual stranger.
Sukino smiled in a quite predatory fashion as she elicited a... very uncharacteristic sound from the former drone. Seven of nine was trying to build a new life as an individual based on self control- now that control was completely lost.
Sukino hungrily attacked Seven's body.
'You're mine, completely.'
Silver, tiger striped hands flowed down sevens body circling her bared breasts, continuing to her flat stomach.
Sukino stood up. Without taking her hands off Seven's body she walked around in front of the bewildered drone. She stared into Seven's blue eyes with a hungry look that she had been told made people nervous. She stared intensely into Seven's eyes- the usually ice cold woman couldn't blink- couldn't look away from the mesmerizing eyes looking into her.
"..." Seven tried to babble something.
"Don't be frightened." Seven turned back to the storm as Sukino pulled her clothes apart and down leaving her naked from the waist up. She was lovely, golden eyes, strange stripes, dark hair, superior physique...
'Appearances... are irrelevant...' Seven tried to tell herself. If only she could make herself believe it now...
Another rough kiss, Sukino's slender hands ran through Seven's hair, lost in the sensations the blonde woman willed her body to move. It soon became almost like wrestling between the two women.
Seven moved her hands across Sukino's body, almost parallel to the alien's hands across her body. Using tactile sensation Seven noted every curve, every nerve cluster on her athletic body.
Sukino pressed a nerve cluster on Seven's body causing a brief spasm of pleasure. Seven shook her head frantically.
'Too much!'
She turned in her seat and looked at her tormentor through a curtain of fallen blonde hair.
Sukino ducked down and licked Seven's hard nipples. Out of all control Seven grabbed Sukino's onyx-haired head and roughly nuzzled her- quickly this became a frantic kiss as their bodies rubbed together bathed by eerie light.
Seven stared down at Sukino as she pulled her pants down her long, strong legs and off.
After removing her completely impractical footwear of course...
Sukino went down on seven, licking between her legs, the shocked blonde bucked and gasped unaccustomed to anything like this...
Kneeling on the carpeted floor Sukino adjusted this position by grabbing one of Seven's impressively long legs and placing it over her shoulder. This act imbalanced the ex-Borg as the relentless Sukino continued to lick- her tongue probing deep within the taller blonde.
While Seven had closed her eyes and gritted her teeth in response to these amazing sensations Sukino adjusted herself- moved her body forwards beneath the dizzied drone. Now she sat (still fully clothed) on the floor still orally pleasuring the naked cyborg woman with her head trapped between her legs.
Seven grabbed a hold of Sukino's long black hair, intent on holding her in place to make these feelings last as long as possible. At the same time the silver skinned woman grabbed a hold of Seven's ass, squeezing and moulding the large toned globes with clear glee...
Sukino cast her own clothes aside showing her magnificent physique to her guest; She had large, perfectly formed breasts (larger than any Seven had seen on any of Voyagers female crew), wide hips and what a certain erotic holonovel Seven had seen would describe as a "bubble butt". Seven wondered if more pronounced erogenous zones were a trait of Sukino's species.
Grinning at Seven's admiring gaze Sukino sauntered behind Seven and gently kneeled on the soft carpet.
Now out of sight behind Seven, Sukino began fingering the human woman while licking and pinching her perfectly rounded ass- an evil smile on her attractive, almost animalistic face when doing so.
Seven forced herself to turn around. She eased Sukino to her feet, dropped to her knees and began sucking and licking between the exotic aliens legs.
"Quick learner." Sukino moaned through her predatory smile.
The unique pair were now on the room's large, soft bed. Seven in front sat almost in Sukino's lap. Behind the taller blonde she reached down and fingered the stunning woman in front, during this, Seven rubbed her nipples as per Sukino's earlier instructions, gasping as her strong, slender fingers manipulated her large breasts. Seven wondered why she hadn't done this before.
Coming into contact with Seven's vaginal opening Sukino rubbed in circles and pressed gently down causing waves of overwhelming pain/pleasure to flow through the former drone. She drove her slender fingers deeper inside exploring the inside of Seven's unique body.
While one hand penetrated within, the other wrapped around Seven's thigh, squeezing, then entering a massage- like motion, rubbing up and down the statuesque blonde's long and well toned leg.
Both inexperienced ex-Borg in the process of becoming human, and one very experienced tiger striped silver woman began to move against each other as one, sweat streaming off their bodies, breasts bouncing up and down, hair flowing in the eerie light.
Seven's inexperienced hands had squeezed the shorter woman's larger breasts until they bruised. Enticed, Sukino had returned the favour and Seven's boobs were swollen and going purple. Seven found that she actually quite liked the feeling.
They continued to move against each other faster and faster until it seemed like violent speeds, if Seven was in her right mind she might wonder if Sukino's race had enhanced strength like she still had due to the remaining Borg implants in her body...
With a feral sounding hiss Sukino roughly threw Seven of nine down on the soft bed, her predatory smile wider than ever, the ex-drone could only stare up at her wide eyed and more than a little frightened.
After letting her wait a moment Sukino recommenced her exploration of Seven of nine's body via massage, the exotic alien delighted in the response she still got from the ex-Borg due to her nimble fingers.
Crouched over the blonde woman Sukino gently bit into Seven's breasts- her teeth were razor sharp and blood was spilled. Seven watched bizarrely unconcerned with the fact that she had been "damaged". She simply lay back and watched the predatory alien lap up her blood while affectionately stroking her jet black hair.
As Sukino moved atop the entranced and now straddled blonde, the storm outside was in a particularly violent part of its already violent cycle and struck the station with powerful, but not quite dangerous gravitational shear.
Seven felt strong hands take her wrists and place them above her head firmly. She looked up at her... viewing partner who was now studying her while pressing her into the bed. Seven could only stare up in awe and adoration at the striped silver female breathlessly as she started thrusting back and forth on top of the overwhelmed woman...
Finally it was over, overheated and exhausted Seven of nine lay back on the sweat drenched bed and let unconsciousness take her, falling asleep.
Lying beside her Sukino looked over at the sleeping ex-drone. She snapped her fingers twice making sure she was out.
She gently unclasped the ring of jewels round her right wrist. Manipulating the innocuous looking accessories, she activated a hidden mechanism that opened the silver orbs and caused them to flatten out into three discs which she pieced together like a jigsaw puzzle.
Gently stepping back onto the bed Sukino planted the newly combined discs (a neural neutraliser- originally designed to keep people unconscious during surgical procedures) on the blonde's forehead.
'That should keep you out while i do my job.'
She removed more pieces of jewellery from her wrists and belt and reassembled them like a strange puzzle to make two more small devices- she planted one on each side of the now artificially unconscious seven of nine's head, a red blinking light and low beep told their user they were functioning properly.
Using yet more gadgets disguised as simple accessories Sukino produced a small, yet fully functional hypospray, she pressed it against seven's slender neck and activated it extracting a couple of cc's of nanoprobe laden blood from her carotid artery.
As the neural scanners(2) read Seven of nine's memory extracting Borg knowledge Sukino redressed staying alert- this was the most dangerous part of her mission- being found out now would spell failure.
After several tense minutes the mind probing devices bleeped, their lights turned green signalling they had copied all relevant information within the Borg females mind.
Her job finished Sukino removed her equipment from seven's body- the neutraliser last, placed them all in a bag (not going through the trouble of returning the devices to their disguised forms) and left the room.
Moving at a calm yet quick pace she headed to a nearby vessel, a shuttle capable of warp 9.75 that was bought by her using an alias as a merchant.
She got on the ship, left the station, left the system at maximum warp and never looked back...
NOTES
(1) Keep in mind Starfleet officers are trained to proceed on a policy of openness and complete trust until proven otherwise.
(2) Neural scanners- a device used for interrogations, it has the power to reach directly into a subjects mind and copy and record any information there.
END CHAPTER 2