Chapter 13
Chakotay and Captain Picard approached their respective doors. The Captain spoke first. "Commander that was as enjoyable an afternoon as I have spent in a long time. It does the heart good to spend time with a fellow explorer."
"Thank you Captain. It was interesting talking to you."
"Well then, I will see at dinner tomorrow night."
With that both men entered their rooms.
Chakotay was stunned by what he saw. The room was dark except for the candles that surrounded the room. There were four large ones on the mantel and one on each night stand. They illuminated the room softly and graced the air with a scent of roses. In front of the bed a blanket was laid out on the floor. Two place settings and various containers of food were sitting on the blanket. It took a moment before Chakotay located Kathryn. He found her sitting in a chair by the window. It was dark on that side of the room so he could not see her clearly. He stood where he was and lifted his right arm, extending his hand, calling her to join him. She stood up slowly. His breath caught in his throat when she entered the light. She wore a cream colored dressing gown made of what appeared to be silk. The light flickered across her legs showing the shadow of the shorter gown that she wore beneath. When she reached him she took his hand but kept her distance. She wanted to give him the opportunity to look. He fought the compulsion to swoop down on her. He knew he was filthy after a day in the jungle. What he didn't expect was the tears that began to roll down his cheek.
For some reason the tears made her uneasy. She had this ridiculous fear that he was going to turn her down. In her head she knew it was dumb but her stomach was still in knots. Even though it had only been a week officially she knew she had never put much effort into any relationship. They were always a secondary part of her life. Tonight she wanted to make the night special to show him how much he meant to her. Deanna had actually planned it all. Romance was not Kathryn's specialty. She could easily be swept up in it but she was not a good initiator.
Finally he spoke. "This is beautiful. Did you spend your whole day doing this?" He swept his hand around the room.
Kathryn smiled. She understood his tears. "No. In fact I had a little help. I'll tell you after your shower." He leaned in just slightly and brushed his lips against hers. Then he went to get clean. "I left something for you in there," Kathryn called after him.
Chakotay emerged from the bathroom wearing the long black silk pants that Kathryn had left him. "Very nice. I guess you did some shopping while I was gone." He joined her on the blanket on the floor. She had laid out the dinner while he was showering.
"I hope the food is good. Deanna picked everything out."
Chakotay took a mouthful of what looked like spaghetti. As it hit his tongue his eyes closed. "This is marvelous! Taste it." He rolled some up on his fork and lifted it toward her. She leaned across the blanket and captured it slowly into her mouth letting her mouth linger on his fork. Four months ago that gesture would have been meaningless but tonight it set him on fire. In fact everything about the night was getting him aroused. She leaned back down and began to eat. His mind took a new direction as he heard her words in his head again. "Who is Deanna?"
"Deanna Troi."
"Riker's fiancé?"
"Yes."
"Where did you meet her?"
"After I took a nap I decided to go to the museum. We both approached the same painting. We spoke and introduced ourselves and one thing led to another and we spent about three hours drinking coffee and talking."
"I guess you liked her."
"Very much. I think you will like her too. There is a peacefulness about her. It's funny but she is not the kind of girl I would expect Will to fall for."
"Am I the kind of guy people would expect you to fall for?" He grinned that mischievous grin that always melted her heart.
She smiled shyly, "No."
"Is it Deanna I have to thank for all this?"
"You can thank her for all of this so far, but you can thank me for what you will be having later."
"Kathryn you are gorgeous when you are flirting." He got up on his knees and leaned over and kissed her. "I take it she is nothing like her mother."
"God, no! In fact she went to the museum to escape from her mother. I told her we wanted to escape her mother tonight. That's when she told me the entire household would be dining with the prominent families of Betazed. It is a tradition. Captain Picard was invited because of his affiliation with Will and Starfleet. That's when she cooked up the idea of this romantic evening for you and me."
"Who picked out the food?"
"She did."
"Who picked out your gown?"
"She did."
"My pants?"
Kathryn answered in a husky voice. "I did." To emphasize her point she ran her hand up his outstretched leg.
When they finished eating Chakotay began to get up but Kathryn told him to stay where he was. She cleaned up everything and disappeared into the bathroom. She came back caring a small bottle of gold liquid. "Lay on you stomach."
He obliged her, though it was already difficult. She knelt beside him and poured the hot gold liquid onto the center of his back. An unidentifiable fragrance filled the air. It was a cross between musk and flowers. Put simply it was intoxicating! She began a slow rub down the center of his spine. She gently spread the liquid over his back before she began kneading his shoulders. In torturously slow motions she deeply rubbed the muscles between his neck and his shoulder. Completing one side Kathryn repeated every breathtaking motion on the other side. Once she finished with that, she rubbed deep circles down the left side of his back. Her hands were soft and delicate. To reach the left side she had to rise on her knees. As she rubbed his back her body rocked up and down. Even though his eyes were closed Chakotay could feel her movements. The rhythm she created was the same one he created when he was inside of her. Just when he was sure he could take no more Kathryn proved him wrong. She slide herself across the back of his thighs. Her knees on either side of his legs. She moved her hands up and down his back and her body followed. He could feel her breasts graze across his pants. Finally she stopped moving. She sat straight and slowly worked her hands down to his rear. Kathryn began with deep muscle relaxing strokes, pushing and kneading the rock hard muscles she found there. After what felt like an eternity, her hand movements slowed down and lessened to gentle caresses that continued to send shivers down his legs. Kathryn was close to breaking herself. Just touching him in this intimate way was enough to bring her to the brink of orgasm.
She stood up and he turned onto his side. She crooked her finger and he followed her to the bed. When he went to reach for her she shook her head no and told him to lie down on his back. She straddled his thighs once again, this time the front of his thighs, and repeated every rub, every knead, every caress but this time on his chest. Then she looked him deep in the eye and slowly took of the cream silk robe and revealed a thin pure white satin nightgown. The straps were wire thin and the bodice cut into a low V. Chakotay was memorized by the sight of her. She leaned into him and ran her fingers across his chest. Again, she made eye contact. She knew she was driving him crazy and she loved every minute of it. Slowly she brought her index finger to her mouth and sucked it. She slide it out of her mouth with a pop. That was almost his undoing. In the back of his mind he heard a warning that he was not going to last much longer and she had yet to touch him in his most intimate parts. This time she ran a solitary finger across his stomach. Once again she raised it to her lips but this time she let her tongue lick off the liquid that stuck to her finger. She repeated the process once again but before she could reach her mouth Chakotay grabbed her hand and guided her finger to his mouth. Her finger tasted sweet and warm. He pulled at her arm pulling her weight down onto him. Kathryn was not ready to give up control. Kathryn laid down on top him for a few seconds to allow him to feel her heat. She raised herself onto her elbows just above him and then she swayed first back and forth and then up and down letting the silk caress his bare skin. Then she descended to his mouth just barely reaching his lips before she came back up. She leaned up on her knees and used her hands to slide his pants down. Still on her knees she remained poised just above him. He wanted to grab her and pull her down but she was in control and they were both enjoying it. He watched her and he could see the need in her eyes. Very slowly she lowered herself on him, taking him in inch by inch. Once she had settled she did not move. He couldn't help himself any more. He had to move his hands. He had to touch her. He reached both hands toward her and she met him in mid air. Their fingers entwined. The angry warrior and his queen joined for all eternity in an act as old as time but as new as first light. Kathryn began to rise and fall. The pace was slow and sensuous. Hands entwined and eyes locked and they both knew the true definition of making love. There was a slight quickening followed by a pair of very quiet sighs as they both floated on a plane of peaceful release. Kathryn leaned down and rested on his body. It was minutes before they could breath normally. Finally Kathryn rolled over and tried to snuggle next to him. That's when he realized that she had never taken off her nightgown. He turned onto his side and pulled at it so it would come over her head. He had waited too many years to sleep with her. He wanted to feel her skin on his all night.
Once they were settled comfortably, Chakotay leaned and kissed her head. "Thank you."
"If you are going to thank me every time we have sex you are going to be a very grateful man," Kathryn joked.
"That is fine with me but that is not what I meant. I know it is difficult for you to take the lead in things like this and I just wanted you to know how much I appreciated the effort you went through tonight."
Kathryn was still not comfortable with being upfront about her feelings so she once again tried to play it off. "It was no effort to make love to you."
Chakotay's tone got very serious. "First of all, you made love with me, not to me. Secondly, the physical part wasn't an effort, I meant the planning. You obviously went through a lot of trouble to set up this incredible romantic evening and I just wanted to say thank you."
"I knew what you meant Chakotay." While she was talking Chakotay reached his hand over her shoulder and began to caress her breast. It was not so much a sexual touch but more a loving comforting touch. He was trying to urge her to continue being honest. "I did go through a lot of planning but I loved every minute of it. I have never really been in a relationship where things like this mattered. I always took things for granted. Anyone I was ever with didn't expect much from me, just being there when I could."
"I expect everything from you, Kathryn."
"I know and for the first time in my life I want to give it. It is as if I have a woman that was locked inside of me and she is finally being set free."
"That's good, as long as the woman knows that she belongs to me."
"She wouldn't have it any other way."
