Here is another J/C fanfic for you all!
A/N: this story was the result of word challenge I was given to me by friends. I had to use some of the words they came up with and turn it into a fic….
CHOCOLATE AND STORIES:
Kathryn sat on her sofa in a short skirt and spaghetti strapped tank top looking at Chakotay wearing only a pair of pants. Tonight had been a night of wicked delights and dreams come true. She had brought him here to talk about the mounting emotions between them and he had taken her in his arms ravishing her mouth with his skillful tongue and silky lips. There went all of her words, he carefully laid conversation. It all went out of her head with Chakotay's sinful kisses.
Now they sat staring at each other with contented smiles. Chakotay didn't stay on the couch, he got up walking over to her replicator and keyed in a few commands. When the replicator produced what he had wanted he came back carrying a bowl of melted chocolate and a spoon. "Turn around." Motioning with his finger Kathryn did as he instructed feeling a blush creep over her skin.
Sitting down behind her Chakotay took the spoon and dipped it into the chocolate before drizzling some on her shoulder. the creamy sweet substance slid down with Chakotay there to clean it off with long slow licks of his tongue. he felt her shudder, draw in a ragged gasp of air. this pleased him to know he could have such power over her body. With the chocolate cleaned form her shoulder Chakotay had Kathryn turn to him. "Your turn." he lounged back stretching out and bearing his chest to her eyes.
Kathryn reached out, her hands trembling taking the spoon to draw a chocolate design on his chest. She did her best to reproduce his tattoo just above his heart. And keeping with what he was doing she leaned over him and used her tongue to clean away all the chocolate on his bronzed flesh. She was in heaven.
Chakotay wanted more of her, more of his sweet Kathryn, the warrior woman who fired his blood and brought him wicked sinful fantasies to plague him in the dream world. cupping her face he kissed her again, long deep slow kisses while he picked her up and carried her back to her bed in the room just beyond.
LATER THAT NIGHT:
Kathryn rolled over keeping the sheet around her spent and still quivering frame with Chakotay at her side kissing her shoulder, the same shoulder he had drizzled chocolate on not two hours ago. It was then she spotted the mystery novel she was reading hiding under her pillow. Reaching for it she had the intention of putting it on the nightstand when Chakotay took it and read the title out loud.
"Feathers in the wind." Looking at Kathryn he asked. "What sort of book is this?" His captain was certainly full of surprises. But then again she had enjoyed a Victorian Noir on the holodeck. So anything would be to her liking He guessed.
Kathryn smiled, "It's a mystery novel from the 22nd century. Don't let the title fool you. It's pretty good."
"What's it about?" Chakotay angled his head to look at the
"These friends go to the beach for a week and then one night one of them disappears only to reappear two days later, dead, washed up on the morning surf. Rather then call the beach patrol they dig a deep grave in the sand and lay the body to rest. That night the rest of them left decide to pack up to leave only to find they have four flat tires. I'm only up to the part where one of the men took off his jacket handing it to one of the girls because she was cold just as lightening lit the heavens looking like a rabbit." Kathryn laughed at the look on Chakotay's face.
"Read some to me," He settled on his back folding his hands behind his head.
"Why?" Kathryn asked arching her eye brow. This was the first time Chakotay had asked her to read to him. It was a nice change.
"Please?" Chakotay teased kissing the warm flushed skin of her shoulder.
"Ok but if you get scared it's not my fault." Kathryn pointed out with a light teasing tone in return. It was unlike her angry warrior to get scared at anything other than the thought of losing her.
"I'll try to keep it together." Chakotay joked snuggling into Kathryn's side, draping his leg over hers under the blanket.
Kathryn sat up tucking the sheet around her before opening the book. "Lightening turned the sky into violent shades of grey while making shapes to trick the mind. Allison wanted to leave, she didn't want to die. Aiden took his jacket off draping it over her shoulders to keep her from shivering too much. She had appreciated it and wished she could just go home. At her house there was a new garden she was planning to put in with all sorts of flowers. She didn't even want to be here, but she only tagged along because of Aiden. If she died she would never get to do that, or tell Aiden how she felt about him."
Rather than being scared Chakotay laughed. "A garden? The girl might die and she thinks about a garden and a guy. Ok..."
Closing the book Kathryn put it on the ledge above her bed. "Ok, no more. I would rather have more of you." She wasn't interested in hearing him criticize her choice of recreational reading. Kathryn would much rather spend the rest of her morning devouring the luscious form of Chakotay. Night was the only time they could truly live for the other.
"Come and get me captain." Chakotay chuckled pulling her into his arms again while the passing stars witnessed their union of passion and of love. He slipped easily between her legs again, letting her set the pace.