Seven had returned to work plotting what would hopefully be a boring leg of their trip towards the Alpha quadrant. The door behind her drew her attention and she had hoped for a moment that it would be Christy, but Lieutenant Torres stood in the doorway, just looking at her.
"Okay, I want to yell at you for being heartless, but maybe Christy is right and you just don't know." There was a hint of a growl to the Klingon's words. Seven stood taller and narrowed her eyes at the Lieutenant. "I heard she carried you to sick bay, which means she was with you when we all fell asleep." The words were spoken slower than normal and Lieutenant Torres stepped into the room more fully. "So she saw you collapse. She's going to need to see you awake."
"Of course I have woken, all of us did." Seven frowned a little, knowing she was missing something key here.
"You don't get it." B'Elanna was becoming increasingly agitated. The Klingon's jaw clenched for a moment, and Seven watched as the woman seemed to be calming herself. "This is part of dating, serious dating Seven. You picked a stubborn woman, so she isn't going to call you to ask for you to hold her, she's going to pretend everything is okay, but she's gonna want you to hold her. You go to her, you hold her, you make sure she eats or drinks if she needs to, and if she needs you to, you just stay with her."
"Thank you." Seven remembered the words she should say and headed for the doors without another look towards the Klingon. Apparently Christy forgot an important detail about dating, but Seven would fulfill all her obligations. It wasn't as though she had been operating at acceptable levels anyhow, her productivity was seriously affected by not seeing Christy once Christy was back on the ship. Perhaps that advice she was just given was very timely.
"Computer location of Christy Taylor." Seven asked on her way to the turbolift. When the computer replied that she was approaching her quarters, Seven moved to follow.
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Christy let out a long breath as she finally stepped into her quarters. For a room that had barely any decorations or personal touches yet, it still felt like home. The music started softly and Christy willed her tension to dissolve as she made her way across the room to the window.
They had been traveling away from that planet ever since they'd picked Christy up, so she couldn't see it anymore, though she suspected she was able to see its sun. She stared out into space and just leaned up against the wall so she could.
The door opened and Christy turned her head to see a determined looking ex-borg staring at her while very efficiently making her way across the room toward Christy. "Hey Seven." Seven didn't stop, and Christy's eyes widened a little in surprise when Seven came up to her quickly and wrapped her arms around Christy. The hold started out awkward, but soon Seven was holding Christy close more naturally.
"I am unharmed. So are you." Seven whispered into Christy's hair. Christy just wrapped her arms around Seven as well and enjoyed the closeness. She felt herself finally, really, relaxing.
"I'm so glad you're okay." Christy whispered and then reached up to caress Seven's carefully controlled hair gently enough not to mess it up. She leaned in to kiss Seven gently, and Seven easily got the hint and kissed her just as slowly and tenderly.
The kiss was supposed to be just a reassurance, a tender expression, but after that mission she'd had Christy didn't question herself when she leaned in to kiss a little harder, or when her heart started to beat a little faster, or stop beating a moment later. Seven took steps backward and Christy followed to stay close, followed Seven onto the couch, by straddling her legs, and continuing to kiss her.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to pressure," Christy managed to pull back and start to apologize, but Seven interrupted her.
"We are well passed this stage of intimacy already Christy, you are not pressuring me for anything. I am offering. I am always offering, you cannot take too much from me." Seven whispered and she made that sound so romantic. Christy felt tears start to gather in her eyes and she leaned forward to kiss Seven again. She leaned to the side to kiss Seven's cute little starburst implant and Seven spoke softly again. "I am here for any type of reassurance you need, because that is what dating is about. I am to help take care of your emotional needs, and you are emotional right now."
Christy leaned back and stared down at Seven. "You don't need to explain yourself Seven, I understand." She caressed along Seven's cortical node and smiled at her. "I'm here for you too." She whispered and kissed her again. When she went to pull back, to perhaps move off of Seven, she was held still.
"You make me less productive and unfocused." Seven whispered while staring up at her. "Yet I find the idea of not having you renders me incomplete, and that is unacceptable. When I awoke and you were not on the ship I was uncertain how to continue functioning." Christy would blame the timing, after that mission, but a few tears escaped her eyes at Seven's words. "I have made an error."
"No, you," Christy leaned her arms on the back of the couch and stared down at Seven in wonder, realizing what Seven just said in her typical Seven way. "That was beautiful." She whispered. She couldn't be the one to tell Seven her own emotions, but Christy was relatively sure Seven just said she loved her. The ex-borg just didn't have the ability to recognize those symptoms as love. Christy reigned her emotions in, not wanting to make more of this than might really be there, but part of her wanted to just throw it all out there and see if Seven really was as adaptable as she claimed.
"We were interrupted at a most unfortunate time." Seven said, and the way her eyes glanced down what she could see of Christy's body was a hint as to what Seven was referring to. Her blue eyes returned to Christy's. "If you do not require food or drink at this time, perhaps we could continue with what we had been doing when the aliens attacked?"
Christy grinned and, for once, ignored that part of her that told her to keep it slow. "That sounds like a good idea to me." She whispered and leaned down to kiss Seven a little harder. "Seven, if it feels right, just do it." Christy said and almost doubted herself after giving Seven permission like that, but she needed to feel skin on skin and if she put the decision in Seven's hands she wouldn't have to feel as guilty about it.
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Seven stared into Christy's eyes a moment, analyzing the new direction things were taking. Christy had often said she was slowing things down and now she was surrendering the pacing of the relationship to Seven. Seven was tempted to say everything felt right and finally get to experience sexual relations, but she was going to attempt to honor Christy's request and make the decisions based on emotional responses she had to touching or kissing Christy.
Seven caressed Christy's sides through her shirt and leaned in to kiss her. As her borg hand almost accidently slipped past the edge of Christy's shirt to rest on Christy's hip, directly on skin, Seven got a reading of Christy's temperature and Christy was up several degrees from her typical. Her eyes were still glowing from the mission she'd been on and Seven kissed Christy's neck gently, while considering that while many would find error with her conclusions, Seven was glad Christy had gotten all the energy she required, and given the lack of inhabited planets in the next leg of the trip, Seven was grateful that the aliens did not believe their threats in time. It was likely that hundreds of aliens died that day, but all Seven could think about was that Christy was essential to Seven, and Christy was now well energized and less likely to become damaged.
Her hands slipped up under Christy's shirt, and paused when they found no undergarments between Seven's hands and Christy's breasts. "It feels right to me." Christy whispered when Seven stopped moving for a moment, to absorb and analyze how soft, and yet firm, how round and pliable, Christy's breasts felt in her hands. Hard nipples scraped over the skin of Seven's wrists as Seven moved her fingers to explore the outer edges of Christy's breasts. "Seven." Christy whispered into their kiss and Seven wondered how close this feeling was to Omega, because Christy was right, it felt right. More would also feel right.
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Christy was startled when her shirt was ripped opened with borg strength, and her eyes widened in shock, but Christy didn't stop her. The only reason buttons didn't bounce off walls was because once they were separated from Christy they ceased to exist. Seven didn't seem to notice the oddness of that, because the blonde ex-borg was watching her own hands caressing Christy's breasts. "This feels right." Was spoken softly and Christy couldn't help but smile just a little.
"My clothes are easier to get out of than yours, did you want to be topless?" Christy asked, her voice a little tight, and the hard caress to her nipple didn't help her ability to talk. When Seven paused, Christy ran her own hands over Seven's very ample breasts and raised up on her legs a little so she could stare down into Seven's face.
"You are aroused? Your eyes are glowing, I cannot see." Seven spoke as she stared into Christy's eyes.
"Damn right I am." Christy muttered and leaned down to kiss her. It took everything she had not to whisper into Seven's ear a demand to be fucked. Christy ached, physically ached, for Seven to do more, but she gritted her teeth and endured the waves of desire as Seven explored her breasts, her stomach, all unafraid. Seven wasn't tentative, and it was hard to keep reminding herself that Seven was still a virgin.
"We need to get you some other type of clothes, so I can get to you." Christy complained as her hands had nothing but biosuit underneath them. She could feel Seven, but this was getting one sided and Christy wasn't sure if that was better or worse, for her guilt at least. When this need faded, Christy was worried she'd feel the guilt, but she didn't want to stop. "We need to design a two piece for you to wear." Christy thought out loud, and then leaned in to kiss Seven.
"I have read that nipples are very sensitive." Seven spoke once Christy pulled away from kissing her and Christy watched as Seven stared at the breasts in front of her. "And that oral stimulation can be,"
"Fuck, do it." Christy gasped as she realized where this was going. Her body arched backwards, pushing her breasts up. "Fuck, Seven, I'm sorry, I need. You don't have to, I'm sorry." A mission like the one she just came off of was always harder, the guilt twirling around the need death gave her. Her monstrous powers had led to more than a few nights like this, and Christy was trying, but when Seven said things like that it was nearly impossible not to give her opinion. Christy started to pull away, embarrassed, but hands behind her back didn't let her go, and Christy gasped as Seven leaned down and took a hard nipple into her mouth. "Oh god." Christy gasped and her body jerked at the first suckling motion.
"Yes," Christy whispered, her back arching, pushing her breasts harder into Seven's mouth. "Oh, like that, just like that. Don't stop." Christy gritted her teeth and held Seven's head to her. "Oh god, just like that," She was panting, and it was amazing. Seven suckled and bit just a little and Christy was beyond thought. She grabbed Seven's hand and put it over her other breast, waiting until she felt Seven moving it. "Seven, please, don't stop. Oh god, yes." Christy could barely breath, and she could feel the tightening, the aching. "Oh god, just like that. Don't stop, please don't stop." Christy's body shook, a little, but she wasn't going to go over the edge with just this, and she couldn't go further with Seven now, even though it would take so little, a thought and she'd have her pants off, a touch and she'd be gone. Still, Christy let Seven's touch stir her up, let her make it so hard to stop, and when she couldn't take it anymore Christy gently pulled Seven's lips from her body and stared into piercing blue eyes. Christy let out a breath as she took in slightly swollen lips. "Seven." Christy was trying to say something, but her mind was stalled for a moment.
"Was that alright?" Seven asked softly.
"Oh Seven," Christy sighed and gave the ex-borg a small smile. "It was perfect." She reassured her. "I hope you're okay, I didn't mean to make demands, it just felt so good." Christy searched for any shame, any feeling of embarrassment, anything in Seven that would mean she'd hurt the blonde. "I hope you know you can always tell me no." Her need was easing off, and the throbbing wasn't so insistent.
"Can I put my mouth on the other one?" Seven asked and Christy chuckled before she could stop herself. Seven gave her a confused look.
"Yes, if you want to." Christy lifted her body up a bit again, after having sat back into Seven's lap.
"Can you achieve orgasm without sexual intercourse?" Seven spoke slowly, staring up at her. Christy felt the blush on her face.
"Sometimes that happens, when I'm already so close, but it's rare." Christy licked her lips and leaned down to kiss Seven. "After missions like the one I just had, I'm a bit easier to get off, and you are so beautiful. It was close, very close." Christy leaned to the side and kissed the implant on Seven's neck. "Do you want me to touch you?" Christy asked softly into Seven's ear.
"I believe I would prefer to see how you respond to your left breast being stimulated." Seven said with a hint of a smile and turned her head to take the neglected nipple into her mouth.
"Oh," Christy let out the sound like it was air leaking out of a tire. She tilted her head back and moaned just a little. "That's nice." She whispered. She gently caressed Seven's hair, which was become a bit disorganized because Christy was messing up the order of it all. After a little while Christy pulled Seven's head back and kissed her slowly, and deeply.
"The zipper to my biosuit is on my back." Seven told her after a moment. "I will need to stand to remove it." That was how Christy found out she was going to be allowed to reciprocate, and she smiled just a little at the simple factual statement, before slipping off of Seven's lap, to give Seven room to stand.
Christy took Seven's hand and helped her stand. "Bedroom?" Seven gave her a questioning look. "Can we take this to my bedroom?" Christy asked quietly. "I won't do more than you did, but I want to move beyond the couch." Seven's first time being touched like this needed to be more than a couch make out session and Christy wanted to be able to worship her properly.
They walked to the bedroom and Christy could see no nervousness in Seven at all. If it had been her first time she'd be nervous, but Seven was just fine. Seven pulled the biosuit down, also pulling her arms out of the sleeves. When she started to bend to lower it further Christy stopped her. "No, not all the way." Christy said and gently caressed the exposed skin of Seven's arm as she said it. "Not more than I did." Christy was topless now, her ruined shirt removed with a thought, because she didn't want to deal with it now.
"I will design a new biosuit for this activity." Seven told her while standing up, her upper part of her suit hanging from her hips. Christy smiled and nodded, but her eyes were taking in pale skin, and the occasional borg implant just accented how perfect Seven really was.
"You are beautiful." Christy spoke softly and watched Seven's eyes and the small smile that crossed her lips.
"You are not repelled by my implants." Seven spoke softly, clearly knowing it was true.
Christy moved closer, and caressed Seven's shoulder, running her hand down to an implant on a shoulder blade. "As long as they are not hurting you, I think they are a little sexy." Moving closer to kiss Seven, there was skin and warmth and softness as Christy's body leaned into Seven's. "Do you want to lie down?"
"Is that what I should do?" Seven asked, a hint of confusion in her voice.
"Only if it feels right." Christy added softly, as she finally let her hands move to caress the outer edges of Seven's breasts. She leaned forward and kissed Seven's clavicle slowly, licking it gently and the ex-borg's breath caught. A wicked smile crossed Christy's lips as she leaned down lower and put her lips on the outer swell of a perfect left breast.
"Christy, move your oral stimulation," Seven started to speak and her words faded off as Christy anticipated where and did it before Seven could finish asking. A soft moan escaped Seven's lips. The nipple in Christy's mouth tightened, and Christy moved a hand to make sure the other one was not completely neglected. "I believe I do not wish to stand." Seven managed to speak, but her voice was a little shaky. There was a tiny protesting sound when Christy stopped what she was doing so Seven could move. "I am aroused." Seven told her and Christy didn't need the report, she could feel it in Seven's body, hear it in her voice, and see it in her eyes. It was a powerful feeling, taking such a strong woman and showing her something like this.
Christy followed Seven onto the bed, crawling over her, caressing her as she did it, before she resumed what had started to make Seven so 'aroused'. Seven started breathing through her mouth and she was a little tense, but when Christy started to pull back, a strong borg hand kept her from moving away. Christy took the time to worship Seven's breast completely.
"If I want more?" Seven asked when Christy finally pulled back and was able to look down at her.
"I think I might feel bad if I took you tonight, after the day I've had. I don't want our first time to be influenced by my powers like that." Christy answered honestly, but Seven also probably needed time to adjust to the fact she could feel aroused like this. Christy kissed her slowly. "I'm so glad you're okay. Your existence is vital to my own." Christy spoke the way Seven did, to make sure there was no miscommunication. Seven's eyes softened and Christy was kissed so tenderly.
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Seven's new outfit was still tight pants, but her shirt was not as form hugging, though it was still very attractive on her. Christy sat in her living room and took in the fact that Seven no longer wore just one color either, the pants were black while her long sleeve shirt was a blue that made her eyes really even more beautiful. It was nice, a little casual for work, but considering what Neelix, the other civilian on the ship wore, Seven was still fine with the dress code.
Christy wondered if Seven modeled her new clothes after Christy's, because they looked like something that Christy might wear. "You look nice." Christy told her and stood up to join Seven. Seven had stayed the night, and Christy was sure she probably worked in the living room while Christy slept, but they were getting ready for work together today.
Seven moved closer and kissed her softly, before whispering into her ear, "Your existence is vital to my own." Christy smiled and kissed her again, before they had to leave for some breakfast before work. Christy believed Seven's words, she just wondered if Seven realized that it meant she loved her. "I enjoyed last night." Seven told her with a hint of a smile. "I would like to repeat the experience."
Christy couldn't help but blush a little. "Me too." She said with her own shy smile. Christy reached out to hold Seven's hand for a moment. Seven stared at the linked hands. "I don't know how you feel about how private we've kept our relationship as we've tried to see if it could be something. I want you to know it isn't shame that made me do that, I just knew that there would be issues that would get in the way of us exploring if we could be compatible. I have no more doubts about if we could work. I love you Seven." Seven's eyes moved to stare into her own, the other part of that was that she was sure Seven loved her as well. "I feel like I'm pressuring you, that you might not be ready to be exclusive, but I want you to be my girlfriend, I want to expect monogamy in our relationship." Christy looked at Seven's clothes, which were bound to start talk, it was part of what inspired the discussion now, before they had to go to work, when they didn't really have the time for it. "I want to make my claim serious before the others realize how special you really are and start asking you out." Christy felt nervous as the silence answered her, and she started to curse herself internally for pressing after a night like last night.
"That is acceptable, very acceptable." Seven finally spoke and her smile made it so Christy could breathe again. It was a sunrise, an expression of joy that told Christy she had done something very right. "I had determined our compatibility sixty-three days ago. That is why I approached you about a physical relationship." Seven shook her head just a little. "You are slow, but then you are not borg."
Christy chuckled at the small dig. "I'm sorry I complicated your seduction, but I needed to see we could work out in this way, I didn't want to risk losing you completely. I went slow for a reason." She explained. She didn't elaborate in that she felt secure that Seven knew what she was getting into now, that it was Seven she was waiting for and Seven had grown a great deal in those sixty-three days.
They needed more time to talk, but didn't have it, so Christy arranged a date for later that day before they left her quarters. Christy noticed they both were getting a few stares through the halls, Seven's had to be because she was dressed differently. If they stared at Christy today it had to be because her eyes hadn't stopped glowing yet, and it was just more proof that she'd killed a lot of people yesterday. She was pretty sure that story must have made it around the ship by now.
"Good morning," Neelix smiled at them as they stepped up to the counter. "What can I get our local resident hero today?" He smiled at Christy specifically. It disarmed her a little bit, because other than her partner in the field, few people smiled at her after her missions, because they tended to be like the one she'd had yesterday. She ordered and he gave it to her with a flourish, holding it high and lowering it to her as if presenting her with a gift, before he turned to Seven and took her order for a smoothie.
"Now that we have declared the status of our relationship, does anything change?" Seven asked after they sat down.
"Depends." Christy glanced around to see they were still a little early and the place wasn't too busy yet. "The big difference, other than the monogamy, that I see is that we could tell others about our relationship. We could hold hands or kiss when we're not on duty, where others might catch us." And Christy was prepared to deal with the fallout if Seven decided she wanted to take advantage of that and be very public about the fact they were together. It would bring the confrontations that Christy had expected the minute she'd agreed to date Seven.
"You no longer believe that the Captain will be an obstacle?"
"Whenever she finds out she'll probably have an opinion or two." Christy smirked, "But nothing I can't deal with now. We've been together over two months, and our 'slow pace' makes this very easy to defend, I'm not taking advantage of you. Still, she might try to keep us apart for a while until she accepts that."
"The Captain can make our duty shifts incompatible until she accepts we are in a relationship." Seven frowned. "I do not believe I wish to wait for her acceptance for us to copulate when I've waited so long for yours." She looked at Christy in the eye. "I do not wish to inform the crew and captain about our status change at this time."
Christy nodded, a little surprised, "Okay." She understood Seven's reasoning. The murmuring about Seven's clothing change was making its way through the mess hall though, and Christy wasn't sure how Seven was going to respond that she wasn't willing to date others, if she wasn't going to say she was with someone already. It probably wouldn't be long before some arrogant asshole thought to ask Seven out.
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Christy was very skilled in understanding human behavior, Seven thought as she stared at the ensign in front of her. Not three days after Christy had requested they become monogamous, Seven was being asked out by a man that had not expressed such interest before. He looked at her and Seven could decipher the slight smirk to his lips as not as friendly as it should appear. Christy had taught her a great deal about human interaction and body language and this man had no real interest in her except for her body. "No," She didn't insert polite talk, she didn't add explanation. Seven then turned back to her work.
"No?" He repeated, rather than leaving and Seven felt some irritation at his continued presence. She turned back to him to see him waiting for more.
"No, I will not go out with you Ensign. You have expressed no interest in me before now, other than to tell your friends you like my breasts." His face started to go red, and Seven stared him down. "I have exceptional hearing." She explained. "You have those conversations at inappropriately public places. I am probably not the only one to have heard you discuss my body like that." She narrowed her eyes, "So are you going to leave my department or shall I call security? I believe Christy is now taking those calls and it is her shift. She would be here rather promptly if I called."
"No, no, I'll go." He stammered and she stared after him until the doors closed behind him. She then turned back to her workstation. She needed to finish these calculations before she got off shift, and she had a date tonight. She did not tolerate any interruptions.
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"You are hard to track down." B'Elanna's voice sounded amused and Christy looked up from her desk to see the engineer smirking at her. "You've gotten rather antisocial lately, dinner in your quarters every day after we all woke up?" B'Elanna took a few steps into the office Christy was using as part of her new security job. "People are used to not seeing Seven, but you, everyone is noticing you aren't around anymore. They think you're hiding because the mission was that hard on you."
"It was difficult, but I wouldn't hide after that one. I didn't make the mistake, I just carried out the mission." Christy admitted.
B'Elanna gave her a brief concerned look, before her grin was plastered back on her face. Christy knew enough to know B'Elanna had been partly convinced she was hiding. "So, is your borg checking your systems every night? Are you in 'optimal working order'?" The sexual innuendo was obvious in her expression.
"I'm going to be her first B'Elanna, her very first. Teasing is in poor taste." Christy scolded her gently. She then smiled just a little. "She loves me."
"She said that?" B'Elanna sat down in the other chair in the room.
"No, it was better than that. I make her less productive and unfocused." Christy smirked at the insulted look on B'Elanna's face, "But the idea of not having me renders her incomplete. My existence is vital to her own." Christy watched B'Elanna struggle to decipher that and smiled, her voice softer. "She thinks about me all the time and it makes it hard to work, but the idea of giving me up is unacceptable. She doesn't know how to live without me. She loves me, that's what she's really saying."
"You've had to learn to speak borg." B'Elanna gave her a small smile.
"Yes I have." Christy's smile grew. "I find it a very romantic language. A simple, 'I love you' has nothing on that."
"I'm glad its working out for you. I know you were worried."
"She's agreed to be exclusive, and I know she's turned down two people since she changed her outfit." Christy was very happy to have explained her desire to be exclusive before that started. It was early, but then Seven was changing faster than in the show, growing faster. She was apparently more approachable.
"Some of us were wondering about that. She always wore the biosuits, and suddenly its pants and a shirt." The Klingon made that statement a question. "Tom thinks she's ready to date and is 'dressing up to catch a mate'."
"So you didn't tell him." Christy appreciated that. Tom was actually a pretty big gossip.
"No, but when you finally come out and let everyone know, please let me break it to him. I think his poor mind will stall when he realizes what I'm saying." She rolled her eyes. "So, what is with the outfit change?"
"The biosuits just weren't practical." Christy said and then turned to see her door opening up again and Seven was there.
"The biosuits did not allow for easy access to my breasts." Seven said flatly and Christy saw the hint of a smile on her lips as B'Elanna's eyes widened. Naughty girl was pretending she didn't understand appropriateness just to shock B'Elanna. It was funny to watch B'Elanna's eyes drop to Seven's chest and then how quickly the Klingon jerked her head up to stop herself.
"Yes, yes, I'm a lucky girl. Now move along here, nothing to see, nothing to see." Christy teased and watched B'Elanna blush violently.