Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the campsite, though I certainly wish I did.
Author's Note: This is unbeta'd so all mistakes are, as always, my own.
"Remind me why I agreed to do this," she grumps, pushing her hair out of her face as she looks around before plopping herself down on a boulder. Chakotay's standing just ahead of her, grinning brightly at her annoyance. She takes a moment to admire him; his skin is tanned from their adventure and she appreciates how relaxed he looks in his shorts and tank. Her own tank is sweaty and stuck to her back under the backpack she's carrying, and she's fairly certain her shoulders are burnt from being out in the sun all day.
"You agreed to this, Beloved, because you've missed the stars while we were on Voyager," he says and laughs when she makes a face at him.
"I did miss this," she breaths, looking upwards at the uninterrupted view of stars; from her vantage point on the boulder, it seems as though the stars go on forever. She's tired from the hike it took to get to this point and she's starting to realize that she wasn't as active as she should've been on the ship.
"We've still got a little further to go, Admiral," he says, holding his hand out. She lets him help her stand and grins at him, pushing up on her tiptoes to kiss him hard. His arms wrap around her waist and pull her close, making her laugh. She feels his arousal pressing against her stomach and she silently congratulates herself on turning him on even when she doesn't feel sexy at all.
"Is that a phaser in your pocket, Captain?" she purrs and then squeals when she's swept up off her feet and finds herself thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Her startled laughter keeps her from protesting too much as he carries her over a hill and she starts to wiggle when she sees light off in the distance.
"Stop wriggling," he warns, smacking her butt firmly when she doesn't listen. "I'll drop you, Kathryn. Stop wriggling and be patient."
She goes limp, shocked that he'd spank her and shocked that she enjoyed it. Biting her lip to keep herself focused, Kathryn finds that she has to fight the urge to squirm and tries to be as patient as possible. He carries her for a few more minutes and then stops, bending down to let her get her footing again. She starts to say something but the words die in her throat at the scene before her; there's a tent and campfire waiting, a pot of coffee percolating in the coals.
"It's wonderful," she breaths, covering her mouth with one hand while blinking back tears. He comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her, linking his fingers together as he presses a kiss to her shoulder.
"I've been planning this since you first told me all those years ago that you've never made love under the stars. I wanted to give you something special to show you how much I love you."
She turns in his arms and beams at him, shaking her head slightly as she whispers, "You did this for me? I can't believe you'd go through all of this trouble just for me."
"Why wouldn't I, Beloved?" he asks and she kisses him, pulling him closer as she deepens the kiss. She slides her hands down his back and grips his butt, nibbling on his lip and slipping her tongue into his mouth when he groans. They kiss deeply for a few moments and then he breaks the kiss to sweep her off her feet again. She wraps her arms around his neck as he carries her over to a sleeping bag spread out near the tent.
He lays her down gently, covering her body with his. She tilts her head back when he starts to kiss her neck and she stares up at the stars, breathless with anticipation. His hands make quick work of her tank and she moans when his nimble fingers slip into the cups of her bra to tweak her nipples. She pushes her hips up, pressing against his growing erection.
"Please," she whispers as she reaches down to grip his thighs. "Please Chakotay, love me."
"I do, Beloved," he replies, trailing his fingertips down her chest, over her stomach, under her waistband and into her panties. She inhales sharply at the first touch of his fingers in her wetness and she shuffles a little to spread her legs and give him more room to work. His free hand is still playing with one of her nipples, making it hard for her to focus. She licks her lips and lets her head fall back again, her eyes drawn to the stars as her mind drifts. She feels him smile against her neck before he nips at the soft skin there and she groans, her hips jerking at the pleasured pain
"Let go," he whispers, his eyes glued on her face as his fingers continue their dance. She feels the tightening low in her belly and the delicious hum of pleasure that starts in her toes and works its way up towards her core. Her climax, when it hits, burns through her body and turns her world hazy. When she comes back to herself, she feels Chakotay's body covering hers and his erection pressing into her inner thigh. Lifting her leg around his waist, he meets her gaze and pushes forward, sliding into her without resistance. She lifts her arms and wraps them around his neck, pulling him down to kiss him hard as she matches the rhythm of his hips with her own.
"You feel so good," she groans, sliding her hands from his neck down to his shoulders. He grunts in reply and moves faster, his arms trembling from holding himself up so he doesn't crush her. She can tell he's trying to hold back but she doesn't want that; she wants to feel him come, to feel his semen wash against the deepest parts of her. She shifts a little and whimpers when his next thrust pushes him fully into her. "Please, Chakotay, let me feel you."
He pushes into her one more time before he stiffens and she feels the warmth of his release spread through her, triggering her own climax. They cling to each other and pant through the waves of pleasure before the rigor passes and he falls forward onto her. She trails her fingers over his back, savoring his closeness until she can't breathe under his weight and nudges him in the side. He rolls off her but keeps his arms around her.
"I love you," he whispers softly in her ear. She smiles and presses a kiss to his chest, snuggling in closer.
"I love you too, my Angry Warrior," she replies, sighing happily. "And I look forward to showing you just how much every day for the rest of our lives."