Chakotay was swimming the backstroke when Kathryn arrived at the pool Thursday night. He raised his head when he heard her enter, and his smile met her own. She had replicated a new bathing suit for tonight and hoped he liked it. She dropped her bag by the wall and pulled off her dress as usual, then adjusted the straps and legs of the white one-piece suit. She had only worn her swim dress before, and the new suit had a low neckline that curved across the tops of her breasts while the back dipped past her waist. The legs were not high cut, but they were higher than the skirt of her swim dress.
He swam to the edge of the pool and stared up at her. "Hello again, sexy," he growled. She flashed him a half-smile and sat down, putting her hands on his shoulders and letting him lower her into the water. He held her up and kissed her passionately before finally setting her on her feet.
"How was your day?" she asked.
"Long. All I could think about was meeting you tonight," he replied.
She smiled. "I'm sure I read the same report from Bajor three times."
He entwined his fingers through hers and kissed the back of her hand. Still holding her hand in his, he trailed his fingertip from the hollow of her neck to the top of her breast, and a soft flush rose over her skin. A heated look passed between them, and Kathryn had a feeling that their agreement to wait would be tossed out an airlock very soon.
"We should get started," Chakotay said softly.
"I think so."
"I have a couple of things to show you."
Kathryn tilted her head slightly and raised one eyebrow. After a pause, the corner of her mouth curled upward and she said, "Oh, you meant exercises."
He leaned his head back and laughed. "Yes, I have new exercises to show you." She loved to hear him laugh and was still grinning as they began the stretching and resistance routine.
An hour later, Kathryn was completing her fourth lap of the pool. When she reached the end, she turned and lightly pushed off the wall to float on her back. Chakotay stopped and watched the water slide off the outline of her body in the white suit. He slipped his arms under her and supported her as she held onto him with one arm and wiped the water from her face.
"Well, Professor, how did I do?" she asked.
"Beautifully," he said softly as he leaned down to press his lips to hers. He darted his tongue over her lips, tasting the water from the pool mixed with her own unique blend that was Kathryn. She met his tongue with hers and they began a gentle tease of circling and sliding from his mouth to hers, her lips to his.
When they separated to breathe, she saw in his eyes tenderness, desire, and love mixed with the burning passion she had always known was part of him. His look ignited the longing in her to join with this man soul, mind, and body in a bond that was both years made and years in the making.
She placed her fingers over his full lips and he kissed them, bending his head lower to kiss her palm, the sensitive skin of her wrist, and down her arm. He slowly backed up until he was leaning against the edge of the pool, still holding her in his arms. He propped one foot against the wall and rested her on his thigh, freeing one of his hands. In long, feathery strokes, he caressed her back, her neck, down her arms and sides, and over her hips. She closed her eyes and gave herself to his touch, the sensations building one upon another until even her scalp tingled. Soon, light kisses found the most sensitive spots under her ear, over her shoulder, across her chest to the tops of her breasts.
The backs of his fingers grazed the silky white material over her nipple, and she gasped. He cupped the fullness underneath while the pad of his thumb continued to circle over the hardened peak. She opened her eyes and briefly watched the sheen of his hair where his head was bent over her, then placed her hand over his at her breast and urged it up to her shoulder. He hooked his fingers under the strap of her suit and slid it down, holding it while she pulled her arm out, and raised his head to look at her. When she lifted her arm from around his neck, he removed that side of her bathing suit, too, and pushed the material down to her waist.
When she put her arm around his neck again, the motion lifted her breast toward him. He licked her nipple and then suckled it between his lips, applying just enough pressure that she could feel it without bringing pain. His tongue continued to flick over and around her while his hand massaged the other breast. With one last nip of his teeth, he gave the same attention to the other side.
Kathryn could do little more than hold onto him in her position, and she wanted to touch and taste him. She pulled herself up and set her feet down, turning her body to his and leaning in to kiss him. His bare chest was hot against her breasts, and she could feel his arousal pressing into her lower belly. He groaned when her mouth left his to explore his jaw, down his neck, and to his chest. Her hands roamed over his muscles and down his sides to his hips, and he gripped the small of her back and pulled her tighter against him. She thrust her hips, and he moved her over his hard length, bending his knees to slide over her mound.
He brought one hand to her cheek and lifted her head. His need was evident in his voice when he said her name. "Kathryn, I have to know. Do you still want to wait to make love?"
"No. I want to feel everything with you, Chakotay." She worked her hand between them and palmed his erection through his shorts to show him she had no reservations. He took her in a crushing kiss and grabbed her buttocks as their tongues danced together.
He turned with her and pushed her into the pool wall, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He braced her with his weight and cupped the soft flesh of her breast. She moaned when his tongue slid over her nipple and he sucked the dusky peak between his lips, teething and licking where she was hypersensitive from his previous attentions. Her hands tangled in his short hair as he left a trail of sensation up her chest with tiny kisses over her skin. He darted his tongue between her lips again, and desire burned through her when his hard length slid over her clit.
His mouth clamped over the tingling skin under her ear as he nudged her legs from around his waist. When she was standing, he pushed her bathing suit over her hips and down her legs. He took a deep breath and ducked under the water to help her step out of it. As he rose back up, he paused to kiss and lick the bundle of nerves between her legs. "Oh god," she moaned as her fingers dug at the pool wall. His head broke the surface of the water and he gasped a breath. He removed his swim shorts and tossed both pieces of clothing up onto the edge.
There was no holding back, no barriers left between them as skin met skin, and hands, lips, and tongues danced over each other's body. Soon, both of them dropped a hand below the water, her fingers sliding over his shaft as his played over her clit. He knew the water would diminish her natural lubricant, and he wanted her to come before he entered her. He pushed a finger inside her heat to spread her moisture and felt she was getting close. He slipped back through her folds and circled her pearl, her hips thrusting against him, and her moans getting sharper.
He nipped and sucked her neck, and felt his own control slipping in her grasp. He moved his other hand to her wrist and she understood, wrapping her arm around his back. He pressed harder against her clit and she sucked in her breath as her stomach clenched. She clung to him for several seconds before finally spiraling into orgasm, her head leaning back and her cry ringing through the space.
He watched her writhe for a moment before he lifted her thigh and guided himself to her. He entered her slowly, not wanting to hurt her, but her heel wrapped over his leg and pulled him forward. He drove into her and stilled, the rippling walls of her core tightening around him. "Kathryn," he gasped.
"Please, Chakotay."
He pulled back and thrust into her again, then lifted her other leg and held her to him. She wrapped her thighs over his hips, and he began to slide in and out of her tight heat. She raised her head, and her nails gripped his muscles as she used the wall at her back to strengthen her matching thrusts. He drove into her harder, faster, until she couldn't keep his pace and braced herself against the pool. He grunted against her neck, and his hands tightened under her buttocks.
She felt his hard shaft swell inside her and moaned in his ear, "Yes, let me feel you." His rhythm faltered, and he jerked into her twice, then again, burying himself to the hilt. She felt his growl rumble through his chest as he exploded inside her, his seed pumping deep in her core. She held him through the orgasm, clenching her inner muscles and feeling him twitch against her. When he finally stilled, he eased his weight off of her and pulled her into his arms, turning until he was leaning against the side.
He cupped her cheek and tenderly kissed her. "I love you," they both said, then smiled.
He caressed her and asked, "Is your back okay?"
"It's fine. One of these days, we have to find a bed, though."
He grinned and reached over the edge of the pool to retrieve their suits. They redressed, and he called for a buoyancy cushion. They climbed on it together, and she laid her head on his shoulder as they drifted around the pool, talking quietly and caressing each other.
"Chakotay? I should tell you something."
"What is it?" he asked.
She hesitated, and then told him about watching him in the shower. Her voice was halting when she told him why she left, that she was afraid he would be angry with her. He was quiet for several seconds, and then started chuckling quietly. "You're right. I would have been embarrassed and probably upset with you if you had told me that night."
"And now?" she asked uncertainly.
"I love you, Kathryn. I don't want to hide anything from you. I also want you know that you can always talk to me about anything."
She smiled and kissed his chest. "I'm sorry. Well, I can't say I'm sorry I saw you, but I am for invading your privacy like that."
He pulled her tighter against his side and wrapped his leg over hers. "I know how you can make it up to me."
"How's that?"
He gazed down at her and slid his hand over her buttock. "You can let me watch you sometime."
He saw the flush in her cheeks before she kissed him and said, "Give me a few days on that one, okay?" She buried her face in his neck and her laughter joined his.
It was well after midnight when they reluctantly left the gym. Chakotay walked Kathryn to her car and hugged her close. "Would you like to come to my house for dinner tomorrow night?" he asked.
"I would like that. I haven't had your cooking in a while."
"You can stay if you want to. Do you have to work Saturday?"
She clasped his hand and replied, "I would stay even I did have to work. But no, I don't have to go in unless I'm called."
"Any time after 1800 hours is fine. Goodnight, love. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Goodnight, Chakotay. I love you."