WARNING! This chapter contains ADULT CONTENT. It is rated M. Coffee

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Kathryn decided that the best way to prevent herself from following Q to his quarters was to go to sleep as soon as possible, otherwise the temptation would be too great. His enthusiasm for her touch had the Captain all hot and bothered as she replayed the evenings events over and over again in her head. His obvious desire for her made Kathryn smile; he'd looked at her as though she were a goddess.

He'll come after me tomorrow, she thought drowsily. Ready to start courting me in earnest. Somehow that fact didn't bother her much at all, and she fell asleep.

At 6am the next morning, the door chirruped. From her bedroom, Kathryn groaned as she tried to awaken from her deep sleep wondering who would be cruel enough to awaken her 3 hours before her shift began.

"Come in!" she rasped, dragging herself from the bed and sleepily trying to pull on her robe. Seconds later, Q was standing in the doorway.

"Good morning, ma capitaine! Did you sleep well?" Kathryn glared at him. He was freshly showered in a deep purple shirt and black slacks. His expression was unbelievably perky.

"Q! It's 6am," Kathryn yawned. "It's too early. Go away." she sat back down on the edge of her bed and held her head in her hands, trying to wake up.

"Nonsense!" Q cried, coming around the bed to sit next to her. She glared up at him through a crack between her fingers. He gave her a cheerful smile and bounced on the mattress playfully.

"Q, I don't have to be on the bridge until 0900," she growled.

"Oh Kathy, you're adorable when you're cranky," Q teased. "Poor, sleepy Captain. Come here, darling." He hugged her to his chest, wrapping both arms around her tightly. Kathryn sighed and relaxed into the embrace. He smelled delicious. She could hear Q's heart beating steadily beneath his firm pectorals, and within seconds she was drifting off to sleep again. Q seemed to realize this. She heard him emit a small sigh of exasperation.

"I've never had someone fall asleep on me before," he murmured into her hair. "I'd don't know if I should be enchanted or insulted."

"Shhh," Kathryn hissed automatically. With her ear against his chest, any speech on his behalf was too loud. Q chuckled and pulled her effortlessly into his lap, then he lay down on the bed, taking her with him. With one arm around her waist, and one arm around her shoulders, Q pulled Kathryn into a spooning position, her back against his chest. Janeway groaned at the sudden shift of movement, and thought it might be wise to remove herself from such an intimate position, but she was too sleepy, and Q's warm body pressed along the back of hers was too delicious to pass up. She snuggled against him and yawned again.

"Comfortable?" Q quipped, his tone amused. She managed to emit a somewhat affirmative-sounding noise, and a few minutes later, she was asleep again.

She woke up again an hour later, surprised to find herself still in Q's embrace, but not displeased by the turn of events.

"Good morning again," Q whispered in her ear. She sighed softly and snuggled back against him in response. Q began to run a slow hand up and down the side of her body. It traveled over her shoulder, down her ribcage, past the dip of her waist, over her hip, and back up. Kathryn lay there , eyes closed sleepily, quietly enjoying the contact. The hand reached up to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear and trace the curved of her jawline. His fingers trailed down her neck and over her collarbone, back to her shoulder and down her arm, pausing to trace a small design on the back of her hand. Kathryn smiled and emitted a soft sigh. This seemed to encourage Q, who became more bold with his explorations. His hand passed over her stomach and undid the badly tied knot in the belt of her robe. Slipping nimble fingers inside, Q explored the neckline of the Captain's satin pajama top, tracing it with his fingertips.

"What time is it?" she whispered.

"0700 hours," he whispered back.

His head nuzzled its way to her neck, and he deposited several playful kisses down its length. Kathryn moaned softly as Q fixed his lips as the base of her neck and began teasing the sensitive area with the tip of his tongue.

Mmmm...thought the Captain calmly. What a nice way to wake up...

Q gently rolled the Captain into her back, making her smile with eyes still closed, and placed a slow, gentle kiss on her mouth. Kathryn kissed him back, drowsily enjoying the sensation. As they kissed, Q's hand moved over her stomach and up over her breast, pausing to gently rub his thumb over her nipple. Kathryn moaned quietly into Q's mouth. Without any urgency, Q cupped her breast and continued to rub his thumb back and forth over it. Kathryn sighed blissfully and turned her head to nuzzle his shoulder, slowly becoming aware of her growing arousal.

Q shifted his position, rolling part of his upper body onto Kathryn and kissing her from above. He wrapped his arms around her, and she did the same to him, holding his upper torso close. They kissed for several minutes, each gently exploring the other's mouth. Kathryn was no longer asleep, but her mind was quiet. She felt lazy, relaxed, and sexy. Q kissed her again and she threaded her fingers gently through his hair, playing with his curls. He moaned in approval, and his hand moved back down over her breast and lay on her stomach.

His thumb caressed the strip of exposed skin between her pajama top and the elastic waist of her pajama bottoms. Kathryn whimpered at the sensation of skin on skin. Q murmured something unintelligible into her neck and began to kiss her favorite spot there gently. She reached up with both hands and held his head there, silently asking him to continue what he was doing.

Suddenly, Q's hand slipped underneath the elastic waistband of her pajama bottoms, and slid down quickly until his fingertips brushed her liquid heat.

"Q!" she cried, and tried to sit up, but the weight of his upper body on hers was too much. "What are you...oh!" He had found her clitoris and was gently rubbing it in a circular motion. Sensation washed over Kathryn and she gasped.

"Shh..." Q whispered, continuing to nuzzle her neck. "Relax."

Kathryn groaned as he applied a bit more pressure with his fingertips. What he was doing felt so shamefully good, she didn't think she could stop him if she wanted to. No one had touched her like this for the longest time...

She lay back down on the bed, her hands still entwined in Q's hair. He dropped light kisses across her collarbone, his fingers working magic circles against her. Kathryn was amazed, he seemed to know exactly how to touch her. Gently, rhythmically, his fingertips moved over her slick skin. She was aware that she was breathing hard, her eyes shut tight. He added just a little bit more pressure, and she cried out.

His mouth went back to her neck, his pointed tongue moving back and forth across her skin. She wrapped her arms around his neck and dug her fingers between his shoulder blades. Q groaned pleasurably against her neck and Kathryn arched her back as his fingers began to move faster against her clitoris. She could feel her orgasm building. She moaned and buried her face in Q's neck at the growing sensation. Her hips began to move automatically in time against his fingers. Her breath was coming in short panting whimpers. Her fingers dug into his back, clenching and unclenching.

"Q," she whispered. "Mmmm, Q!"

She was almost there. A few more slick circles and she would come all over his hand. Her body tensed in preparation...

...and suddenly it all stopped! Kathryn cried out in frustration as Q pulled away from her and stood up, an evil grin on his face.

"What are you doing?" she gasped unable to grasp what was happening.

"A little payback, my dear," Q smirked from the doorway. He turned and called over his shoulder, "I'll see you later tonight."

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