Disclaimer: Voyager is not mine, of course. Writing is for fun, not for making money. Voyager is owned by Paramount / CBS...sigh
Thanks to elem for beta reading! huggles
Let It Be Our Secret
Chakotay had to admit he was nervous as he rang the chime to Kathryn's quarters. This encounter would mark how their relationship would progress from now on.
This was very personal to him and he seldom did it with women he hardly knew but he realized that, once he'd seen Kathryn on the view screen a few days ago, he had to do it with her.
Her voice, bidding him to enter, brought him out of his reverie and as he looked at her he saw that she was nervous, too. He also noticed that she'd changed out of her uniform into something comfortable.
He lingered just inside her doorway, letting the doors close behind him. She had dimmed the lights and lit candles that she'd placed all around her living area. They gave the room a relaxed and cosy atmosphere.
Kathryn finally cleared her throat and motioned him to come forward. "Please come in, would you like something to drink before we do it? Maybe some wine to relax the muscles?"
Chakotay took some tentative steps into the room. "Yes, that would be nice, thank you."
She nodded and turned to her replicator to make her order. Carrying the glasses carefully she cursed her hands for shaking. No need to be nervous she thought. Many people do this everyday, everywhere and at anytime. She handed one glass to Chakotay and waited, unsure what to do now. He finally raised his glass to clink it with hers.
"To this evening," he said softly.
"To this evening," she echoed, watching him over the rim of her glass and noticed that he too appeared unsure of what to do next.
"So," she finally asked. "Just how are we doing this? Standing? On the couch? On the floor? We could take some blankets to make it more comfortable for us."
"Oh," he said as he put his glass down and moved to stand beside her.
"I think the floor would do fine, and you're right about the blankets, we could use some. The floor can be very hard after a few hours, or so."
A few hours, she thought as she went to her bedroom to get the blankets. My, he sure has some stamina.
As she came back with the blankets, he motioned for her to spread them on the ground and to sit down. Kathryn sat down crossed-legged and he kneeled next to her, clearing his throat again.
"Just relax, this will be fun…do you want to free it from its confines or do you want me to do it for you?"
"No…please let me do it, maybe this will help me to get a better feeling for it," she requested and laid her hand on the soft material on front of her.
Carefully she moved it aside and soon came in contact with something hard and solid. She could hear his sharp intake of breath as she removed the last few inches from its confines.
"Oh my God, Chakotay," she breathed. "It's beautiful."
She was in awe as she ran her fingers over the smooth hard surface of his instrument.
"Do you want to use it?"
"Oh yes please!" she whispered
"Here you have to take it to your lips like this," he said as he guided her hand to the right position. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and had to stifle a groan as her lips made contact with the rock hard surface. She felt so good. Her lips tingled and her body actually vibrated, she felt happy and carefree.
Who would have thought that playing the didgeridoo would give her so much fulfilment…
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