Title: The Games We Play
Author: Briana L Wright
Codes: C/T (Chakotay/Torres), romance
Rating: G
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Disclaimer: Star Trek Voyager and the characters therein do not belong to me. No infringement intended.
Summary: Chakotay and B'Elanna engage in some more-than-friendly competition.
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Sweat was beading down from her forehead. She panted, out of breath. Every extremity ached from exertion. While most Klingons did not – would not – accept defeat, even half-Klingon ones knew where they were beaten.
The score was 10-2. Dammit.
Not far, her companion grinned with satisfaction. "That's one for the books, don't you think, Torres?"
B'Elanna tried vainly to hide her disappointment. "Luck, old man. That's all that is. You caught me on a slow day."
She took a step away from the arena to take a long swig out of her water bottle. When she turned back to address her tall, tanned opponent he was suddenly within extreme close proximity. Close enough to feel his breath on her skin. They were toe to toe and his dark eyes met hers.
"Do you surrender?"
Then he did something completely unexpected. His head tilted just so and before she could respond, his lips were on hers. Despite already being overheated, she could have swore she felt her core temperature rise.
It took a moment for the oxygen to return to her brain to formulate a thought.
But she was never one to back down from a challenge. His methods of persuasion be damned.
"Never."
Chakotay smiled, expecting no less. He captured her lips a second time.