A word of caution: DO NOT read this chapter if you are in any way sensitive about two women making love, along with everything that may entail. You have been warned…

Chapter 6

Part 1

Janeway sat quietly, her slender fingers encircling a glass, toying with it before lifting it and sipping the contents. She had finally managed to obtain a proper drink, a fine Talaxian brandy that she thought would extinguish even the most amorous of feelings. Unfortunately, the fire burning inside was too powerful, and, if anything, the hot spirit was making things worse. She shifted uncomfortably, painfully aware of her intimate regions throbbing with each beat of her heart, and dropped her head, staring into the amber liquid. Though she couldn't be sure, Janeway suspected that her heightened sexual impulses had been sent into overdrive by Neelix's 'added spice', and she vowed to have words with him in the morning. "Bloody sex sausages," she muttered darkly, glaring over at the Talaxian as he worked his magic behind the bar of One Upward.

A sound disturbed the Captain, then a touch; a light caress on one shoulder that sparked a fierce tingling throughout that area. Sitting upright with a tiny groan, her grey-blue eyes met those of her lover, sending a fresh shoot of agonising pleasure from between her legs. The ex-Borg's hand grasped Janeway's, tugging her to her feet and wordlessly leading the trembling Captain onto the dance floor. Several couples still occupied the area, swaying gently to the slow waltz, and the older woman moved closer to her partner, wrapping her arms around the taller woman's slender waist. Feeling Seven's arms stretch obligingly around her shoulders, Janeway kissed the pale neck, brushing her lips over the smooth surface down to where the skin was covered by blue material.

In return, she felt soft lips press against her temple, finding the sensitive pressure point and lingering there. A low moan escaped the Captain's throat as she struggled to keep her composure, for now she could feel warm moisture seeping out from inside her, spreading over her intimate folds and causing a slipperiness that, when she moved even slightly, took Janeway's breath away. Her erect nipples, mercifully hidden under her tuxedo jacket, scraped against the thick material as her breasts touched against Seven's, and the sharp sensation shot down her aching body to meet with the almost unbearable warmth radiating from her groin.

Swaying in time to the music, the lovers' bodies were barely touching, but it was enough. Janeway pressed her lips against Seven's ear and whispered urgently, her breath hot against the other's skin. "Hold me tight, Seven." The older woman buried her face against the ex-Borg's shoulder, muffling any sounds that might have escaped otherwise.

The searing heat bubbled up through Janeway's entire body, out of control, and Seven did as she had been asked, keeping a tight grasp around Janeway as she felt the unmistakeable shudder of a climax ripple through her partner, leaving the smaller woman breathless and shaking. They continued to dance as Seven led the Captain away from the main area towards a corner, where she pressed Janeway up against the wall. There were so many people there that the couple was surrounded, warm bodies touching the women frequently as the crowd jostled around them.

"More," murmured Janeway softly, her lips touching Seven's ear and nibbling gently. Eyes meeting as the Borg raised her eyebrows, asking for and receiving a nod of confirmation from the older woman, nobody noticed as long fingers slid down the Captain's stomach, slipping under the waistband of the loose-fitting trousers and the soft, cotton underwear and further down, until Seven found Janeway's centre of pleasure and massaged it slowly. The small bundle of nerves was as hard as a pebble, and with Seven's touch it swelled further, pulsing between her fingers. She rubbed harder, sensing that was what her lover wanted, for Janeway's grip around Seven's neck tightened, the Captain's face pressed into the taller woman's shoulder once again.

Around the couple, oblivious partygoers talked and laughed, barely glancing at the Captain who was enjoying a close embrace with her ex-Borg partner. Had they looked more closely, they would have noticed Janeway's body jerking suddenly, muscles contracting rhythmically before relaxing, the Captain unable to stand and held up by her partner's strength alone.

Part 2

Stumbling into their quarters, with Seven keeping a firm hold on Janeway, the two women made no pretense of offering coffee or wine. Even before the doors swished shut, Janeway's fingers had found the fastener of the tall Borg's dress and were dragging it down, fevered arousal making her want to rip the garment away. Finally exposing her lover's naked body, the Captain dropped to her knees, about to make love to Seven with her tongue and lips, when she felt hands reach underneath her arms, drawing her to her feet. She stood rigid as her jacket was slipped off her narrow shoulders, followed by the black shirt and the trousers. Last to be removed was her underwear, the soaked material peeled off and tossed aside.

The older woman made to kneel once again, but was stopped, a knowing smile spreading across the Borg's fine features. "I think it is you who requires attention, Captain," suggested the young blonde, suddenly lifting Janeway off her feet and carrying her into the bedroom, where the Captain was unceremoniously dumped on the large bed.

"Kathryn," gasped Janeway, unable to speak further for her mouth was covered by Seven's at that moment, sharing a kiss that was rough and hungry. Feeling a palm caressing the small triangle of thatch between her legs, the older woman thrust against it, desperately seeking release. A finger slipped inside, and it felt so good that Janeway moaned, asking for more. Seven's finger was joined by two more, moving against the scarred walls of her womanhood, one curled finger pressing upwards against the most sensitive spot. "All of them," said Janeway softly, spreading her legs wider to allow the younger woman the space she needed.

Pushing gently, Seven's fingers penetrated her partner, resting little more than an inch inside the slick tunnel whilst her other hand stroked the Captain's sensitive bump. Wanting to be filled in a way she never had before, and most likely never would again, Janeway reached down with her long arms, grasping Seven's wrist and pulling upwards, drawing the Borg's hand deeper inside her. A gasp of pain ripped from her lungs as the knuckles breached the narrow opening, then Janeway lay back, letting the incredible feelings take hold.

Slowly, Seven moved her arm forwards and backwards, beginning a rhythm that she matched with her other hand, caressing the hard nodule with two fingers. Janeway had never experienced such feelings, and it was with an explosive thrill that came from deep inside that she reached a climax so powerful that her body lifted from the bed with a cry of pure ecstasy. Withdrawing carefully, Seven wrapped the shaking woman in her arms, rocking her gently as the Captain continued to tremble, coming down from the ultimate peak.

Two hours and five orgasms later, Janeway was finally asleep through sheer exhaustion, with her lover not far behind. The ex-Borg looked down at her sleeping partner, idly running one hand up the inside of Janeway's thigh. The older woman stirred in her sleep and, amused, Seven continued, tracing her fingers up to Janeway's glistening mound. The Captain whimpered softly when the younger woman touched the small bump at the top of her lover's folds, but didn't awaken as Seven stroked lovingly, wanting to give Janeway a dream she would remember.

Within minutes, Seven brought the Captain to a climax, her relaxed limbs twitching in response as Janeway moaned again, still breathing deeply and very much asleep. The Borg smiled, caressing her partner one last time before settling down on the bed beside the older woman, folding her into a loving embrace and closing her eyes, pleased with her night's work.

Author's Note

I hope you have enjoyed reading this episode as much as I enjoyed writing it. Don't be shy, now – review Chapter 6 and give me a laugh!

Huge thanks as always to my readers, reviewers, critics and fans – it wouldn't be the same without you.