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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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I'm not sure it makes much sense asking a question here since nobody is talking to me, but I'll ask anyway...
I made a teaser of this story as an audio-file for a friend of mine as a b-day gift. And I was wondering if there are people here as well that would rather hear the story than read it. Mind you, English isn’t my first language and then I learned it in New Zealand – so my pronunciation might sound weird, especially to folks from the US ;o)
Anyway, if there is any interest, please let me know. Thank you.
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Janeway took the last couple of steps and turned towards Seven. Reaching for both her hands, Janeway felt the exoskeleton around Seven’s left one solid and cool in her grasp and moved backwards until the door behind her slid open. “I’m not ready to end this evening just yet,” Janeway said. “I believe that is why I couldn’t sit still anymore and had to get out of the Mess Hall. I wanted to have you all to myself.” Her gaze went down to Seven’s mouth. “I want to know how it feels to kiss and taste you.” Even to her own ears Janeway’s voice sounded low and raspy.
Seven swallowed but didn’t budge from the doorway as Janeway took another step backwards, trying to pull Seven inside her quarters.
“I… I might not want to stop after one kiss.”
Janeway looked into Seven’s eyes and shook her head slightly. “I have no intention of stopping after one kiss, Seven.”
With two long strides Seven was inside, pushing Janeway with her back to the wall, accelerating Janeway’s pulse to warp-speed.
Putting one hand on the nape of her neck, Janeway pulled Seven’s head down until they were almost touching. Seven’s breath coasted over Janeway’s face, sending goose bumps all over her body. Janeway lifted her head slightly and with a soft and satisfied sigh, she did what she had wanted to do at the beginning of this evening: she caught Seven’s lower lip between her own and sucked lightly on it.
Seven took a hissing breath and there was a soft thud as she braced herself on the wall beside Janeway’s head. Janeway released the lip and drew the tip of her tongue over its curve.
There was another sharp inhale, then Seven’s mouth covered Janeway’s. Jolts of desire shot through Janeway as she felt Seven’s lips part to make way for her tongue. Janeway was more than just willing to let her in and welcomed her by brushing against and sliding around Seven’s tongue with her own.
A very small part of Janeway noted that she had been right, that she very much liked how Seven tasted, the mixture of spices and her very own unique flavour.
Janeway moaned as Seven pushed her tongue into her, causing her knees to go weak. Then Seven’s whole body moved against her, trapping Janeway between the wall and herself. Despite being quite secure and not able to fall, Janeway clung to Seven, afraid her knees would buckle.
Seven broke the kiss and Janeway gasped for air as she stared at her. Seven’s pupils were wide open, making her eyes look almost black.
“I remember that there was touching,” Seven said, her voice so low Janeway could feel it vibrate through her. “Do I have permission to touch you?”
“Yes! Gods, yes please!”
Seven’s hand came up and cupped her face. “I require assistance so I will know what pleases you.”
Janeway let out a low laugh. “You’re doing great on your own, believe me,” she stated. “And finding out what the other person likes is part of the excitement. I’ll let you know if I don’t like something.”
Seven nodded once.
“May I touch you as well?” Janeway asked, moving her fingers along Seven’s neck – which felt even better than she had imagined.
“Yess!” Seven hissed, her hand sliding from Janeway’s face down to her shoulder.
Janeway let her fingers wander from Seven’s neck over her throat to her jaw, sliding them over the starburst-like implant, causing Seven to flinch back.
Quickly, Janeway pulled her fingers away. “I’m sorry if I hurt you, that wasn’t my intention,” she said.
“You did not hurt me.”
“Then why…” Janeway took in the guarded look on Seven’s face and her voice trailed off. Giving in to a hunch, she purposely touched the implant again, letting her fingers glide over the solid metal imbedded into the soft skin.
Seven’s nostrils flared and Janeway saw something – desire? – flash in her eyes. Idly continuing the caress there, Janeway said: “This seems to be a sensitive area…”
There was a reluctant nod.
Returning her gaze to where her fingers were, Janeway stretched up and kissed Seven right on the middle of the implant, before she flicked her tongue out and licked across the rays of metal touching the skin.
“Cap-tain,” Seven groaned, a tremor running through her body.
“Yes?” Janeway whispered and then followed the outline of one of the rays lazily with the tip of her tongue, provoking another shudder.
“Captain… you… don’t have… to do this.”
Janeway moved her head a little so she could look at Seven. “Why wouldn’t I want to do this? You obviously like being touched there.” Her fingers trailed once more over the starburst.
Seven closed her eyes. “Repulsive… Borg-technology.”
Janeway took Seven’s face between her hands and waited for Seven to open her eyes again. When she did, Janeway locked onto them. “Believe me when I say that I do not find you or anything about you repulsive.”
“I…” Seven swallowed. “I find that hard to believe,” she said, moving back a little. “It is a constant reminder of where I come from.”
Janeway shook her head. “Not of where you come from, but of what you’ve been through.” She stroked Seven’s face with her thumbs.
“And what I have done while I was there.”
“And of what you’ve done since you’ve been severed from the collective.”
Seven opened her mouth but Janeway cut her off. “You are not going to win this argument, Seven,” she stated. “I do not find anything about you repulsive. End of story.” Janeway let her hands slide down Seven’s face, across her shoulders and over her arms until she could grasp her hands. Bringing them up between them, Janeway linked their fingers and kissed each of Seven’s fingers, starting with the ones with the exoskeleton. Then Janeway looked up at Seven. “That being said…” Janeway softly squeezed her hands. “If you don’t want me to touch your implants, then I will respect that.”
“That would be hard to accomplish,” Seven replied still sceptical.
“Why’s that?”
“There is a large implant at my lower back, similar to this one.” Seven pointed to the starburst-like one.
“Seven, if you don’t want me to touch your implants I will adapt.”
“I am uncertain.” Seven’s eyes moved back and forth between Janeway’s.
“How about if we apply the same term for you as I have stated before? We see how it goes and if you feel uncomfortable with anything I do, you will let me know?”
There was a moment of silence, then Seven nodded. “Acceptable,” she finally said.
“Alright then.” Janeway smiled at Seven and squeezed her hands again.
Seven inhaled deeply and as she breathed out, some of the tension seemed to ease as well. “I apologize for making this situation unpleasant.”
Janeway shook her head. “Nothing to apologize for,” she said. “And quite honestly I’d rather have one of us feeling uncomfortable for a moment than enduring or missing something that damages this…” Janeway moved their joined hands back and forth between them. “…in the long run. I need you, no, I depend on you being open and honest with me; that you will tell me if you are not comfortable with something I do or with something I would like you to do. Can you do that?”
Seven nodded slowly.
“Good.” Janeway smiled.
“Is this ‘something you would like me to do’ related to what you referred to at dinner but wouldn’t elaborate on?”
Janeway blinked, then swallowed as she realised what Seven was talking about. Warmth flooded her cheeks. “I guess so, even though I wasn’t consciously thinking about it.”
“Has enough time passed since then to consider now the time as later?”
Janeway laughed self-consciously, averting Seven’s eyes. “Actually I was talking more about days or weeks, but…” she swallowed again, suddenly very aware that this was it; this was the moment when it could all be over before it had really started; this was the moment when the only person on board Voyager Janeway wanted to and could get involved with might possibly decide that she didn’t want to have a relationship with Janeway after all.
“But?”
“But since I’m already feeling awkward, I might just as well get it out,” Janeway said. And maybe it is better to have it out before both of us get even more involved. “Do you mind if we sit down for this?”
“Will you still let me be close to you?”
Janeway nodded. “I’d like that,” she said with a small smile.
“Then I don’t mind,” Seven stated and stepped back.
With a deep breath Janeway led Seven by her hand to the couch.
Once Seven was seated, Janeway took off her shoes and sat cross-legged beside her, her knee touching Seven’s thigh.
“Before I go into any details about my personal preferences, I want to explain why I’m feeling awkward.”
“Understood.”
Where to start? Janeway thought for a moment, then lifted her eyes to meet Seven’s gaze. “Back home, when my time allowed it, there was a certain community – my community – where I went to socialize. There were females from all kind of cultural and social backgrounds.” Janeway decided to leave out the wide variety of transgendered people, who had been a part of this community as well. “We all had a- let’s say unusual desire in common and we had some pretty amazing times together.” Janeway looked back and forth between Seven’s eyes. “I want you to understand that I love that part of my sexuality. The only reason why I’m feeling uncomfortable is the reactions I sometimes get when I talk about my interests. Some of them have been rather severe.”
“Why?”
Janeway inhaled deeply. “Because some people perceive me as a freak or as perverted or as both.”
Seven cocked her head. “Are you referring to sadomasochism?”
Janeway’s brows shot up in surprise. “You know about BDSM?”
“I did research human mating behaviour.”
“And knowing you, your research was very thorough,” Janeway said with a wry smile.
The crested implant moved up. “Of course.”
Janeway’s smile widened. “Of course.”
“And you feel awkward because I don’t know about your interests?”
“Well, you do now, even if you don’t know the specifics,” Janeway replied.
“Yet.”
Laughing softly, Janeway agreed. “Yet.”
“And I do know that your desire has at least partly to do with you not wanting to be in control.”
Janeway looked into Seven’s eyes and nodded. “That’s right,” she said. “If it is consensual and if the circumstances are right, then yes, I gladly relinquish control to someone else.”
“Does this entail you being bound?”
Janeway’s pulse quickened as images of her being tied up by Seven flashed through her mind. Oh dear! She swallowed.
Seven’s eyes flicked quickly to the side of Janeway’s neck, before her gaze locked onto Janeway’s again.
“That is so unfair,” Janeway whispered. “You already know the answer.”
“Even so,” Seven said, turning a little more towards Janeway. “You expect me to be open and honest. I shall expect no less from you, regardless if you believe I already know something.”
Janeway just gaped at Seven.
“Does you not being in control include you being bound?” Seven asked again, her eyes fixed on Janeway’s.
“Not necessarily, but yes, I like being restrained,” Janeway answered softly, her heart thumping loudly in her chest. “It is hard for me to admit, but I like to be helpless and at the mercy of someone I trust to not harm me intentionally,” Janeway said equally quietly.
“Do you believe me to be someone trustworthy like this?”
Janeway reached out and squeezed Seven’s hand. “I trust you with my life. I know you wouldn’t harm me on purpose,” she said. “But I have no idea if you’re even interested.”
“I don’t have a lot of experience from which to draw upon conclusively…” Seven said. “But considering my own reaction to having you – caught between the wall and myself and the fact that I have already conceived of 14.5 ways to bind you, I believe it safe to say that I am interested.”
Janeway’s laugh was a mixture of amusement, excitement and embarrassment and she covered her face with her hand.
“It was not my intention to make you feel uncomfortable.”
Quickly Janeway lowered her hand and looked at Seven. “I’m not uncomfortable, or at least not in a bad way.”
“Explain.”
“I…” Janeway cleared her throat. “Knowing that you enjoyed it as much as I did to have me… trapped, pleases me. To know that you’ve already come up with 14 different ways to tie me up is – very exciting. It’s also embarrassing, which in this case is even more exciting.”
“14.5 ways.”
“Alright, 14.5 then, but why .5?” Janeway asked curiously.
“Because of logistics,” Seven answered matter-of-factly. “As of yet I am not sure how I will keep the people out of the room I have in mind.”
Janeway gasped. That’s what you get for being curious, Kathryn. Not only was Seven picturing how to tie her up, no, she even considered where to do so.
“Are you feeling awkward again?”
Janeway just nodded.
“In a bad way?”
“Not as long as you make sure that we’re not disturbed,” Janeway replied without really thinking about it. Then she blushed – and blushed even more as Seven smirked. Damn it, she actually smirked!
Janeway averted her eyes and shifted slightly.
Then there were fingers under her chin, lifting it up until she met blue eyes.
“As much as I enjoy how you react to me, I am certain I do not comprehend all the nuances of it. Since I have no intention of damaging you, I need your help to understand them,” Seven said, her eyes moving back and forth between Janeway’s. “But if you are willing to teach me, I am confident we will be able to fulfill your desires – and mine.”
And that was the point where Janeway fell apart. She flung herself at Seven, sobbing into her shoulder, feeling a mixture of relief and gratitude, but also of joy, excitement and anticipation. Seven moved her arms around Janeway and pulled her closer until she straddled Seven’s lap.
tbc
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