Apparently I forgot how to spell the Captain's name in that last chapter. Whoops.
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It was almost the end of her shift, and it was time for Kathryn to do something she'd been dreading all day. Taking a deep breath, she tapped her COM badge and summoned her First Officer to her Ready Room. When Chakotay entered, he found the Captain sitting calmly behind her desk, coffee in one hand, PADD in the other.
"You wanted to see me Captain?" he asked.
"Have a seat, Commander," she said, her gesture inviting, but her tone all business. Chakotay sat down gracefully for a man his size and eyed his captain warily. Kathryn clasped her hands and took a deep breath.
"A situation has arisen with the Continuum, and as a consequence, Q is required to spend a month as a human aboard Voyager," She stated matter-of-factly.
"What kind of situation?" Chakotay was quick to ask, looking incredulous.
"I'm not at liberty to discuss it; suffice to say, I had little choice in the matter," Kathryn replied quicky.
"Captain! This insane! Q aboard this ship for a month? In human form?"
"I've had every assurance, Commander, that there won't be any trouble..."
"Assurances from who? Q?" Chakotay scoffed in disbelief. "I'm sure that's reliable. Have you forgotten what his son did to this ship in the course of a week? Kathryn..."
"I'd appreciate your cooperation in this matter, Chakotay. Whether you like it or not, Q is going to be a guest aboard this ship, and there's nothing that you or I can do about it, so we might as well make the best of it!"
The Captain was starting to get angry. She wanted to tell Chakotay the whole story, tell him that Q was in love with her and how much that scared her, how humiliated she was to be put in this position of justifying Q's presence to the crew, and how much she resented him, Chakotay, for leaving her without a confidant while he was off gallivanting with Seven...
But mostly she wanted Chakotay to respect the chain of command, shut up, get out, and do as she asked.
"Please inform the crew of this development and emphasize that they should go about their business as usual. Their interaction with Q will be minimal. Dismissed."
Chakotay was angry, she could tell. There was a tightness to his face that she hadn't seen often. He stood and stiffly walked towards the door, turning at the last minute to look at her
"It doesn't have to be this way," he said quietly. Kathryn didn't know what he was referring to, the disagreement they were having, or something else. Before she could figure it out, Chakotay turned and left.
Kathryn exhaled a sigh of frustration. A few moments later, her PADD beeped, and she looked over the message Chakotay had sent to the entire ship regarding Q's impending visit. It was brief but satisfactory. At least the Commander still knew how to do his job, and for that, Kathryn was grateful. For now, she had bigger things to worry about.
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It was 2100 hours before there was a familiar knock on the door of her quarters. Kathryn had almost started to believe that Q was never going to arrive. She inhaled and exhaled deeply. Something inside her was humming with excitement, but she buried it deeply under a solid layer of dutiful professionalism.
"Come!" she barked, not bothering to move from her chair. The doors whooshed open, and Kathryn found herself face to face with a very contrite-looking, very human Q. He was dressed in black slacks and a deep blue shirt that hugged his torso in manner that was entirely too appealing.
"Good evening, dearest," Q was the figure of humility, but there was a lascivious edge to his voice that made Kathryn smirk.
"Your son came to see me today," she said, closing her book and placing it on the coffee table. "He had some interesting insights to share."
Q's expression turned into a scowl.
"Wretched boy," he hissed, "I never should have mated with his mother."
Kathryn chuckled and stood up, stretching her stiff muscles.
"I've had living quarters prepared for you on deck ten..."
He came up behind her and placed warm large hands on each shoulder.
"Single living quarters?"
"Yes."
His hands slid down her back, applying gentle pressure to the space between her shoulder blades. Kathryn gasped.
"Are you sure you wouldn't prefer me here in your quarters?"
His arms encircled her waist and pulled her back against him, and Kathryn's senses were overwhelmed at the difference between a truly human Q and a Q in human form. His body was warmer. She inhaled and the scent of his skin was in her nose. He smelled faintly of cologne and soap, but underneath all that she could smell him. It aroused her terribly, and she leaned back against him as he nuzzled that special spot on her neck. Kathryn had to bite her lip to prevent an embarrassing whimper from escaping her throat.
She had thought, stupidly, that a human Q would be easier to control than his omnipotent counterpart. If anything, the effect he had on her was worse than before. Her legs felt like rubber and she realized that Q was supporting most of her body weight, holding her gently but firmly around her waist.
She turned in his arms and planted a full kiss on his mouth, feeling gratified when it took him a moment to respond. She'd surprised him with her kiss, and the realization gave her a thrilling rush of power. It was then that she noticed how responsive Q was to her touch. Curious, she decided to experiment, moving away from his mouth and kissing the side of his neck...Q actually shivered at the touch. Intrigued, the Captain worked one hand up the side of his face and ran it ever so lightly through his hair, causing Q to emit a whimper much like the one she'd managed to suppress earlier. Kathryn wondered idly to herself, as she ran her fingernails up and down Q's back while she continued to gently suckle the sensitive place on his neck, if being human somehow heightened the sensation for him. She's have to ask later when she wasn't shamelessly driving him crazy.
"Kathryn," he sighed as she continued to tease him.
"You like this, don't you?" she growled suggestively, running her hands down his back to squeeze his buttocks almost painfully.
"Oh, yes!" he cried, his back arching involuntarily in response. He looked back down at her, his eyes burning with lust and admiration. "Kathryn..." She cut him off.
"And I'm sure you're feeling very sorry for trying to manipulate me into letting you stay here, right?" She ran her hands up the front of Q's chest and found his nipples with her fingertips.
"Oh Kathryn..." Q half growled, half sobbed.
"Right?" she hissed, pinching firmly with her thumbs and forefingers. Q made an interminable noise of pleasure and nodded mutely
"I didn't hear that," Kathryn hissed, silently rolling Q's flesh back and forth between her fingertips.
"Oh yes...Kathy...sweet...please..."
She was slowly forcing him back towards the door, and he wasn't aware of it in the slightest; he was too focused on the fantastic sensations racing through his newly human body. She pinned him against the door with all her strength and ravaged his mouth with her own. Q responded eagerly, but for once she was able to stay in control, dominating him mercilessly. The look on his face when she finally pulled away was priceless.
"Kathryn," he growled, his eyes glowing. "I love you."
She smiled mischievously.
"Your quarters are on deck 10, section 3," she whispered, pressing a button on the control panel. The doors whooshed open, and without their support, Q staggered backwards into the hall, his face a study in surprise.
"Goodnight," she smirked, and the doors whooshed shut.
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