Icheb pulled away from Q.

"Uh….what….uh…" Icheb was completely lost for words.

Q smirked at him, clearly satisfied that he had caused such an impact.

"See ya at 1500 hours, Itchy," and with a click of his fingers, he was gone.

Icheb exhaled deeply, trying to make sense of what just happened. He gently ran his fingertips over his lips, which had only seconds before been joined with Q's. Deciding to think about it after he had finished his work, Icheb crawled down the Jefferies tube and out onto deck 4. He hurried back to astrometrics, and for the next 45 minutes kept his head down and focused on the task at hand.

Then the dreaded moment came.

"Icheb, it's 1500 hours, you may leave now."

"But I haven't finished my work Seven, there's still so much to do…"

"You can finish it tomorrow."

"But…"

Seven's stern look showed it was obvious that he wasn't going to win this argument.

Icheb sighed, and left astrometrics. What was he supposed to do? What was he supposed to say? Icheb racked his brains for an answer, but couldn't find one. He knew all about Starfleet history, engineering, geology, astrology, and yet didn't know a single thing about intimacy.

Well, that's not completely true, he was well informed on the subject, he had just never had a chance to…use the information. Before he had a chance to think more about it, Q appeared by his side.

"So….where shall we go Itchy?"

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Where shall we go? Pick any place in all of the quadrants."

"I don't think it's a very good idea to leave Voyager."

"Oh come on Itchy, live a little!"

"Look what happened last time I ….'lived a little': you almost got me killed. Besides, Captain Janeway is just starting to trust you, why ruin it now?"

"Ooooh fine…so we'll stay on Voyager."

"That would be the best idea."

"Well…what should we do? The holodecks are being used."

"I don't know….I don't usually have time for…..recreation."

"Well, I guess there's only one place we can go where we won't be a nuisance."

"Since when have you cared about being a nuisance?"

"Since now. So come on, follow me."

"Where are we going?"

"My quarters. Where else?" Q smirked.

"I don't think I've ever been in any quarters before." Icheb said as they sat down on the couch. "Are they all this size?"

"No, they're normally much bigger. I'm only staying here temporarily, let's not forget."

"Of course," Icheb mumbled.

He didn't like thinking about Q leaving. He had only just got here. Icheb hadn't even had time to sort out how he felt about what happened earlier yet, anyway. He looked over at Q; he also seemed to be deep in thought. The couch was small, and Icheb noticed that their knees were touching.

He felt the same heat he had felt before when Q's hand were on his hips, and his tongue was roaming around his mouth. Icheb's cheeks grew warmer just thinking about it.

"Icheb…." Q began.

Only he didn't finish his sentence. When Icheb turned to face Q, he couldn't help himself. He took Q's face in his hands, pulling him closer, and kissed him. It was a soft, gentle kiss, and only lasted for a few seconds.

Icheb pulled away, only to have Q instantly correct the situation, and press their lips right back together again. The kiss grew deeper and more passionate by the second as Q pulled Icheb closer to him, and used his tongue to explore every inch of his mouth.

Icheb's hands roamed up and down Q's back, before settling on his hips, and Q placed his hands on Icheb's butt, manoeuvring him so that he was lying on the couch, with Q on top of him.
Plucking up the courage, Icheb began using his tongue.

He explored Q's mouth as thoroughly as possible before their tongues collided and began wrestling for dominance. They separated to catch their breath, and Q clicked his fingers, turning down the lights, before returning to Icheb, his lips slowly moving down to his neck, where he kissed, nibbled and sucked.

Seeing a purple mark appear on Icheb's perfect, pale skin, Q was satisfied, and returned to his lips. As they kissed, Q pressed their hips together, and they both felt how aroused the other was. Q's hand moved down to Icheb's crotch, and he began gently rubbing it; Icheb gasped, he had never felt anything like this before.

After pulling off Icheb's shirt, Q unzipped his trousers, and they were soon both in nothing but their boxers. Q's hand slid underneath Icheb's boxers, and Icheb moaned, surprising Q and himself.

Icheb shivered as Q's hand began moving: swift and rhythmic movements filled Icheb's mind, until his whole body felt heated, his back arched and a wave of pleasure and pain filled him all at once.
His legs went weak, and Q smirked.

He clicked his fingers, and the boys were on Q's bed, now without even their boxers. Recovering, Icheb had enough strength to hold himself up, only to feel Q's warm, sticky hands move to his butt.
A streak of pain moved through his body as Q placed a finger inside Icheb.

Wasting no more time, Q removed his finger and positioned himself directly behind Icheb. He made one swift movement, and they were both joined together in the most intimate of ways.

Icheb withstood the pain shooting through his entire being, and felt Q's hands on his hips. Not long after, he heard a moan, and Q filled even more of Icheb. They both collapsed, breathing heavily, sweat dripping.

"Where are you going Itchy?"

Q propped himself up on his elbow, as he watched Icheb slip back into his clothes.

"I have to go and regenerate."

"Fine…hurry back."

"I cannot hurry back, as my regeneration cycle would then be incomplete which could lead to failure to…"

"It's an expression, Itchy."

Q smiled as he watched him leave his quarters. His eyes drifted shut, and when they next opened, he grinned sleepily.
A fully regenerated Icheb lay next to him, dozing softly, smiling in his sleep. Q smiled too, and wrapped his arms around him before drifting off back to sleep.