Okay, very short chapter here but that's the way I wrote it.
Disclaimer: Voyager and its characters do not belong to me.
Three hours and two large bottles of Talaxian wine later they at laughing in his quarters. He'd never seen the Captain drunk, it was quite amusing, but then, he wasn't exactly clear headed. They'd both stopped laughing, the room was silent, he was staring at her but that was o.k. because she was staring at him.
She was sitting with her legs curled underneath her and her fingers were caressing the wine glass in her hands. The atmosphere in the room changed, became electric. He looked into her eyes, they looked hungry.
Something inside him was screaming that this was wrong but he ignored it and put down his glass, she did the same. She leaned forward and put a hand on the side of his face, caressing it like she had the glass. He kissed her, running his fingers through her hair. They were lying down; she was on top of him.
How had that happened?
She was kissing his neck pulling at his top with her teeth. He was trying to think, to clear his head but it wasn't working so he kissed her instead. She looked right into his eyes and then closed her own, passing out on top of him.
He laughed, and looked down at her head which was lying on his chest, part of him felt relieved, he knew he hadn't had the strength to stop it and he couldn't take advantage of her like that. He'd be happy to let her lie where she was all night, but then he wouldn't be much of a gentleman.
Somehow he managed to pick her up and carry her to his bedroom; gently he placed her on his bed and watched her for a moment before returning to the couch to sleep. Like a perfect gentleman.
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I know its short and possibly out of character but I had to write it that way because it told me to.
Please remember to review. Thank you.
Disclaimer: Voyager and its characters do not belong to me.
Three hours and two large bottles of Talaxian wine later they at laughing in his quarters. He'd never seen the Captain drunk, it was quite amusing, but then, he wasn't exactly clear headed. They'd both stopped laughing, the room was silent, he was staring at her but that was o.k. because she was staring at him.
She was sitting with her legs curled underneath her and her fingers were caressing the wine glass in her hands. The atmosphere in the room changed, became electric. He looked into her eyes, they looked hungry.
Something inside him was screaming that this was wrong but he ignored it and put down his glass, she did the same. She leaned forward and put a hand on the side of his face, caressing it like she had the glass. He kissed her, running his fingers through her hair. They were lying down; she was on top of him.
How had that happened?
She was kissing his neck pulling at his top with her teeth. He was trying to think, to clear his head but it wasn't working so he kissed her instead. She looked right into his eyes and then closed her own, passing out on top of him.
He laughed, and looked down at her head which was lying on his chest, part of him felt relieved, he knew he hadn't had the strength to stop it and he couldn't take advantage of her like that. He'd be happy to let her lie where she was all night, but then he wouldn't be much of a gentleman.
Somehow he managed to pick her up and carry her to his bedroom; gently he placed her on his bed and watched her for a moment before returning to the couch to sleep. Like a perfect gentleman.
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I know its short and possibly out of character but I had to write it that way because it told me to.
Please remember to review. Thank you.