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Resistance really is futile	By : goofball Category: Star Trek > Voyager Views: 7729 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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This set the theme for almost two weeks. They worked and they met with other people or followed other obligations – and it seemed that Seven had a lot more of those than Janeway had. There were the Borg-children to take care of, Naomi to play kadis-kot or have a meal with, B’Elanna took up some of Seven’s time and the list seemed to go on.
But when the time allowed it, Janeway and Seven spent it together, getting to know each other better, and not only sexually, even though that was part of it as well.
They were indeed interrupted a few times, which had Janeway almost in stiches the first time it happened. Janeway was grumbling a little but then recalled vividly what Seven had said at the beginning about believing intercourse with Janeway would be far better than she remembered from Unimatrix Zero and therefor wanting lots of intercourse and the impossibility of being interrupted every time.
Seven had been right of course, as she pointed out, with exact numbers to prove her point.
But they weren’t always disturbed while they had sex and it wasn’t only by ship’s business. B’Elanna came over a few times, the first happened to be after she broke off with Tom. Needless to say it weren’t the happiest couple of hours they had.
Later that very evening, Seven told Janeway that she had a hard time understanding the concept of the many different kind of relationships humanoid individuals had and what each one implied.
“It is puzzling and I find it difficult to grasp the boundaries.”
Janeway had lowered her book as Seven talked. “That’s quite the topic you’re bringing up,” Janeway said. “But then again, after the evening we had, it’s probably not a surprise.”
“Today is not the first time I have contemplated that particular subject,” Seven said. “There are blood or family-relations, acquaintances, colleagues, friendship, affairs, romantic relationships and what not and all of them are defined differently.”
“And some of them differ again from person to person,” Janeway added dryly.
“Which does not make it any easier to understand,” Seven stated with mild exasperation.
“No, it doesn’t.” Janeway agreed and put the book aside.
Seven focused her gaze on Janeway. “You said once that you considered me a friend, did you not?”
“To be honest, I’m not sure I chose the term friend because it was the only option I saw at that time,” Janeway answered. “Remember that I had many reasons in my mind why a relationship with you was not in my future. Therefore a friendship was the next best thing. Does that make any sense to you?”
“I understand what you are saying,” Seven said, her gaze still attentive. “I have thought of you as many things but I never considered you a friend.”
“Oh?”
Seven lifted the crested implant. “After you severed me from the hive-mind I definitely had no friendly feelings towards you.”
“I remember that you weren’t too happy with me,” Janeway acquiesced with a light grin.
“No, I wasn’t,” Seven said. “With time, however, I came to respect you, even though a lot of the times I didn’t understand the decisions you made.” The corner of her mouth twitched. “Sometimes I still don’t.”
“Is that so?” Janeway lifted an enquiring brow. “Care to elaborate that?”
“Suffice it to say, that I not only respect you, I also trust your choices,” Seven said. “Except when it comes to you trying to wind yourself out of getting involved with me.”
Janeway laughed at that. “Touché.”
Seven smiled. “Then there was a time where I honestly can’t say what you were to me. I had no concept of how to define the relation between us,” she continued and cocked her head. “Until Unimatrix Zero. After the experience with Axum and the memories it set free, I knew what I wanted you to be to me. I wanted those touches of yours to be deliberately meant for me.”
Not knowing what to say, Janeway just smiled softly and reached for Seven’s hand, grasping it tightly.
“After I had my own state of mind sorted out and started to pay more attention to you, I was rather mystified.”
“Ah, the symptoms,” Janeway said.
Seven nodded. “The symptoms and the fact that it hadn’t occurred to me that you would be attracted to a female, had me verify my findings.”
“Threw you for a loop there, ey?” Janeway grinned and as she saw the questioning look in Seven’s face, added: “I surprised you.”
“Indeed,” Seven confirmed. “Do you consider yourself to be bisexual?”
“Some would probably say so,” Janeway answered. “But despite the fact that I was engaged to a male, I actually prefer females.” Janeway knew it would lead straight to the next question.
“Why were you engaged to a male then?”
Janeway sighed. “I’ve had quite some time to think about it,” she began. “And looking back, I believe, Mark felt safe and I needed to feel safe back then. He was also like an anchor once we were out here.” Janeway’s thoughts went back to what had been before Mark and she suddenly felt cold. It had been nine years but it still affected her on some level; the deceptions, the lies...
“Captain?”
Janeway looked up into Seven’s blue eyes and felt the chill dissipate. “Let’s just say that I was young and believed that love could conquer everything and make kings out of beggars.”
Seven frowned. “I’m quite certain I don’t understand what you are saying.”
“Never mind. I was emotionally devastated and Mark picked up the pieces.”
“Did he know about your interest in BDSM?”
Surprised by this turn of topic, Janeway blinked. “Yes, he did. But he didn’t share it.”
Seven cocked her head and studied Janeway curiously.
“Out with it,” Janeway laughed. “I know there’s another question coming.”
“Very well, if he did not share your interest, how were you able to satisfy your needs?”
“Mark and I had an agreement. Every six months there was a big gathering for a weekend on Earth where I would go to,” Janeway told her. “I had explained to him right at the beginning, that I needed to still be a part of this community and have the connection there, and that I needed to have BDSM in my life.” Janeway took a sip of water. “In his mind it was defined as something non-sexual because there wasn’t to be any intercourse, even though I tried to tell him that a play without touching or being touched at your genitals was still very much an intimate thing. For him the most intimate thing to have was the actual intercourse and achieving orgasm through it.”
“I have read that some individuals can achieve orgasm through pain,” Seven said. “If that is accurate, I would say that counts as intimate even in his definition.”
Janeway felt the corner of her mouth lift slightly. “Yes to both.”
The implant above Seven’s eye rose. “Should I make a note at this point?”
Janeway’s smile deepened. “You might want to do that,” she replied. “It has only been once, though.”
For a moment Seven just studied Janeway, who took another sip.
“If I were to follow this line of conversation, I would get distracted and so would you,” Seven finally said. “But there is another question I have.”
Janeway cleared her throat and banned all thoughts of the spanking that she had received back then and which had led to an orgasm. “Yes?”
“So this relationship with Mark wasn’t monogamous?”
“Not quite, no.”
“Does that mean you aren’t monogamous?”
“I don’t have much experience, except with Mark all my relationships were monogamous. And he himself wasn’t actually seeing someone else,” Janeway answered. “I have known people who had been in polyamorous relationships that worked really well; otherwise I would never had the nerve to ask for those two weekends a year. But we weren’t really poly, that’s quite another concept.”
“Explain.”
Janeway laughed softly. “I’m not sure I can, Seven, not sufficiently.”
“Try, please.”
“Alright,” Janeway said thoughtfully. “Think of a network of people,” she started and knowing Seven, added: “On a small scale, please. Not thousands.”
“Hundreds?”
Janeway smiled. “Smaller. We’re talking about humanoids here. If nothing else, most of them need to actually talk with each other, which takes time in itself.”
“I’ve said it before, a hive-mind is more efficient. There is no need for explanations, you just understand.”
Janeway lifted an eyebrow. “We’ve been there before,” she said dryly.
“And as before, I am teasing,” Seven said.
Janeway took off her insignias, leaned forward and placed two of them on the table. “Let’s start really small,” Janeway said. “There are two people, say a couple.”
“Like the two of us.”
Janeway gave Seven a side-glance. “Yes, like us.” Janeway took a third insignia and placed it above the other two, so it looked like a triangle. “Now, one of the couple, or maybe even both get involved in some way with a third party.”
“Both of them?”
Still leaning over the table, Janeway looked over her shoulder at Seven. “Yes, maybe even both of them.”
“Have you ever been with two individuals at once?”
“No, not really.”
The crested implant shot up. “Explain not really.”
Janeway sat back a little, feeling a blush creep into her cheeks. That’s what you get if you don’t choose your words carefully. “Well, I’ve had plays in… uhm… semi-public places where others might have watched,” Janeway said. “But other than that, I’ve only been with one person at the time.”
Janeway felt a bit uncomfortable under Seven’s scrutiny. “What?”
“You are very good at keeping your private life private,” Seven said.
“Of course I am. The military might have gotten better with certain things, like same-gender couples, but there is no way I’m taking any chances with that particular topic.”
“I apologize, it was not my intention to offend you,” Seven said. “I am just surprised about the things I discover about you.”
Janeway reached out and squeezed Seven’s hand. “No need to apologize,” she replied. “I should actually be more aware of using certain terms which are self-explanatory to others but not to you. I’ll try to do better.”
Seven nodded and then pointed with her chin to the table. “So a couple might get involved with someone else.”
“Yes.” Janeway turned back to the table.
“Have you ever considered being with two individuals at the same time?”
Janeway had just reached out to place the forth insignia on the table and froze midway. Then she turned her head to Seven. “Sometimes I’m not sure if you ask me those questions out of curiosity or if you want to create a reaction.”
“What kind of reaction would I want to create?”
Janeway shook her head. “Never mind,” she said, reminding herself who she was talking to. “If I say, that I had actually thought about a threesome, you’ll not go and try to find a third party?”
“There is no suitable third party aboard this vessel.”
“I’m glad we’ve got this sorted out,” Janeway mumbled.
“What is the allure for you to have a third party involved?”
Janeway sat back and thought for a moment. “Well, one part is probably that greedy side of me, which imagines how it must feel to have four hands moving over my body or two sets of lips covering me with kisses,” she said slowly, then tilted her head and looked intensely at Seven. “Or to band together with someone else and drive somebody crazy with our touches.”
Seven’s eyes widened. “You would do that?”
“Oh, yes,” Janeway replied. “I certainly would.”
Seven’s face didn’t move but Janeway saw her swallow. “Have you ever thought about being with two people at once?”
“No,” Seven answered. “Not prior to this, that is.”
“Is it excitement or apprehension you’re feeling?”
“I am not certain.”
Pulling one leg up and under herself, Janeway turned to fully face Seven. “Again I have to ask something of you.” Janeway waited for Seven to acknowledge the words, which she did by nodding.
“Think about what you want and what you feel comfortable with. Not every fantasy has to become real. Some fantasies are just that: a fantasy. Please don’t ever agree to anything simply because I might want to do something. If it doesn’t feel right for you then it doesn’t. Maybe it will later, maybe not at all,” Janeway said. “If I discover something that I want to try and you don’t want to participate, we’ll need to talk and find a solution we both can agree upon. The same goes for you. Do you understand what I am saying?”
Seven nodded slowly.
“Having said all that...” Janeway smiled softly. “I’m quite happy and satisfied with getting to know you. There are still plenty of things I want to explore with you.”
The implant above Seven’s eye rose in interest.
Janeway’s smile deepened. “And now you want to know what I’m talking about.”
“I would like that very much, yes.”
Janeway pointed to the table. “You wanted to talk about poly.”
“You don’t have enough insignias to continue that thought,” Seven stated. “We might as well change the subject.”
That made Janeway laugh. “That’s cheap, Seven. I could get plenty of other things to demonstrate my words.”
“Please tell me,” Seven said, her eyes now pleading as much as her words did.
“Alright,” Janeway agreed and looked thoughtfully down on her hands. What to pick?
Seven’s hand moved atop Janeway’s and squeezed it lightly. She had such elegant hands. Unlike Janeway’s own bony, almost spidery fingers, Seven’s were softly padded. Janeway wondered how it might feel to have her all the way inside and had to swallow. God, I want to feel that. Just thinking about it made Janeway feel light-headed.
“Feel what?”
Janeway hadn’t realised that she had spoken out loud and lifted her gaze to meet Seven’s.
Seven caught her breath and then her hand was on Janeway’s cheek. “What is it that you want to feel?”
Try as she might, Janeway couldn’t talk and helplessly put a hand in the nape of Seven’s neck, pulling her closer until she could lean her forehead against Seven’s. Janeway was floored by the immense sense of closeness and intimacy she felt just by the thought of Seven fisting her. You’d never survive the real thing.
“I…” Janeway swallowed again. “I…” She shook her head. “Can’t talk.”
“Understood,” Seven said softly. “Do you want to tell me?”
Janeway nodded.
“Is there any way you can show me?”
Janeway thought for a moment. Actually… Janeway took Seven’s hand and formed a fist with it, the thumb neatly tucked underneath the fingers. After that Janeway closed her own hand around the fist. A shiver went through Janeway and she closed her eyes. “Want to have… as much of you inside… as I can,” she whispered.
“As in my whole hand?” Seven sounded awed.
“Yes.”
Seven turned her fist slightly and Janeway gasped at the sliding sensation along her palm. The feeling had Janeway respond somewhere else as well, and blood began to pulse between her legs.
“How?” It was only a single word but Seven’s tone held the astonishment that she obviously felt.
Once more Janeway took Seven’s hand, straightened it and pushed the tips of the fingers together. With her other hand Janeway formed a circle, mimicking the entrance to her cunt, before she eased Seven’s pointed fingers into her hollowed hand.
“With lots of lube and even more patience,” Janeway whispered, slightly twisting Seven’s hand from side to side, as she slowly opened her fingers to let Seven pass a little deeper into her hand.
Janeway felt herself getting wet as Seven took the initiative and began to push.
“Will your – cunt be as tight as your hand?” Seven wanted to know, her voice still hushed.
“Yes,” Janeway breathed, concentrating on the slow pushes and twists. “Maybe even more so.”
“Then there isn’t much for me to do but be there and wait as long as it takes and hope that you will eventually open up and let me in.”
Seven’s words touched Janeway deeply and she loosened her fingers, letting Seven pass before she closed her hand around the fist.
Janeway heard Seven’s intake of breath and moved her head so she could whisper: “Being there with me, in that moment and having the patience to wait until I open up for you is not what I consider doing nothing, Seven. It’s the perfectly right thing to do.”
“I apologize for my poor choice of words,” Seven replied. “What I wanted to express-“
“I know what you meant,” Janeway interrupted her. “I just emphasized that you were right.” She squeezed Seven’s hand and another shiver went through her as her cunt squeezed in response, even though it was around empty air.
Janeway pulled her head back a little and looked into Seven’s eyes. “This isn’t just about sex,” Janeway said and took Seven’s other hand, the one with the exoskeleton, and put it over her heart, causing Seven to lower her gaze at it.
“It’s about trust…” Janeway swallowed around the lump in her throat. “It’s about trust and letting you in.”
Seven’s eyes came up to meet Janeway’s. “I believe I understand,” she replied quietly. “Yet, would I try to describe what I am feeling, I would fail.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because most of the times I fall back to rather technical and detached terms.”
“I’ve known you and the way you express yourself for quite a while,” Janeway said. “And you’re doing a pretty good job at getting across what you mean. So please tell me.”
Seven looked down to where their hands were still joined and moved her fist a little.
Janeway’s lids fluttered shut and she took a deep breath.
“There is quite a difference to your reactions,” Seven said and Janeway opened her eyes, returning the gaze.
“Whereas before you might not have had the breath to talk or were struggling to find the right words, I have never witnessed you not being able to talk.” Seven’s eyes moved back and forth between Janeway’s. “I believe it was due to the emotional intensity.”
Janeway nodded. “Yes.”
“Then there is the fact that your physical responses are there, but much more subdued compared to other times when we initiated sex.”
“That’s only partially true,” Janeway said with a soft smile. “Only the signs, which you can easily detect, are subdued.”
Seven looked questioningly at Janeway.
“I am very wet.”
A shiver went through Seven and Janeway could feel the fist in her hand twitch, which caused her to shiver as well.
“One could say that this only proves the point that this is more about you wanting to have this emotional and intimate joining of us then it is about the physical aspect of having sex.”
“I’d say the term making love is apt here,” Janeway said softly.
“Will you allow me to make love with you?”
“Now?”
“Yes.” Plain and simple.
“I… Seven, I’m emotionally unhinged as it is. I’m not sure that now is the right time. I might fall apart completely.”
Seven put her hand against Janeway’s cheek and Janeway leaned into the touch.
“If this is more about the emotional intensity rather than the physical one, then this is the perfect time,” Seven said. “And if it’s also about trust…” Seven cocked her head. “You said once that you trust me with your life, yes?”
“Yes.”
“I value your heart as much as your life, Captain.”
In amazement Janeway stared at Seven. Why would she ever doubt her ability to express her feelings? “You are unbelievable,” Janeway whispered with a smile. “And yes, I’d love to make love with you.”
tbc
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