The BLTS Archive - Dreams and Nightmares by ILuvKate --- Kathryn Janeway slipped off her robe and with a sigh of contentment, eased herself into the tub of steaming water. She lay for a moment, head back, eyes closed, letting the heat soak into her muscles. Presently, she began to soap herself, working up a fragrant lather of foam and bubbles and then lay back again in the warm water. After a while, she got to her feet, rinsed off with some clean water and then toweled herself dry. She laid the towel on a nearby rock when she'd finished and turned to reach for her robe when she felt eyes on her. She looked around and saw B'Elanna standing a few yards away. As their eyes met, the younger woman's face flushed a deep scarlet and she ducked hastily through the doorway of the Starfleet shelter and inside. Janeway stood for a few minutes, a thoughtful expression on her face. She picked up her robe and drew it on, belting it around her slim waist. Preoccupied, she busied herself with emptying the tub and tidying the bathing area, and then walked slowly toward the shelter. B'Elanna sat at the table bent over the bio-scanner she'd been working on the past couple of days. She didn't look up as Kathryn entered and Kathryn stowed her things away silently. Then she walked over to B'Elanna. As Kathryn abruptly pushed the bio-scanner aside, B'Elanna looked up in astonishment and their eyes locked. B'Elanna swallowed convulsively and steeled herself. "We have to talk," Kathryn said quietly. B'Elanna laid down the micro-probe she'd held clenched in one tense hand and looked up at her. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "You must be so disgusted at m--" "B'Elanna, for God's sake," Kathryn interrupted her impatiently. B'Elanna swallowed again and waited silently. When Kathryn suddenly reached out and cupped her chin, B'Elanna felt as though she'd touched a live circuit. "Talk to me," Kathryn said. "I--what do you want me to say?" B'Elanna said miserably. "That I'm some kind of perv--" "Will you stop it?" Kathryn interrupted her again. "Just be honest with me." In response B'Elanna suddenly buried her face in her hands, giving an inarticulate groan. Kathryn waited. When B'Elanna didn't begin speaking right away, she sighed. "B'Elanna," she said, "I know this has been difficult for you--being stranded here on this planet, cut off from the ship you love, your crew-mates. I know it's--" "A dream come true and a nightmare in the making," came B'Elanna's muffled muttered response. "What?" Kathryn queried, not sure she'd heard right. B'Elanna blew out an enormous, weary sigh. "I'm in love with you," she said bluntly. "I have been for over two years." Kathryn raised her eyebrows. She could still remember turning to face a charging Klingon dynamo on the bridge the day she'd destroyed the Array, and the hostile, angry scene in her Ready Room weeks later when she'd called the bitter young woman in to--at Chakotay's suggestion--get to know her better. B'Elanna gave a short bark of laughter. "I know what you're thinking," she said ruefully. Kathryn grinned back at her. "Well..." she said significantly. B'Elanna laughed again. "You know what did it?" she asked. Kathryn shook her head. "In the shuttlecraft as we were heading out to widen the rift in that singularity, our conversation." She sighed. "I was a goner." There was a short silence while Kathryn pondered theses revelations and B'Elanna stared at her clasped hands on the tabletop. "Listen, Kathryn," she said suddenly, "you don't have to worry about being alone here with me. I'm not going to walk around all day lusting after you, or attack you in your bed or anything..." "Oh, damn," Kathryn drawled. B'Elanna glanced up at her questioningly and almost jumped at the look on her face. "I think I just may," Kathryn said consideringly, "take you over my knee and give you a sound spanking." She leaned forward suddenly, her face only inches from B'Elanna's. "If you don't stop being such an idiot." B'Elanna just stared at her, blinking in amazement. "Yes, ma'am," she said, gulping, hastily pushing away the image of her over Kathryn Janeway's knee, her face flushing hotly. Kathryn grinned at her just as if she knew what she was thinking. "Y-you mean...you wa--?" "Yes," Kathryn said succinctly. "I'll be frank," she added. "I won't say that I've been in love with you, or even that I've... actively.... lusted after you." She gave a sardonic grin. "I've had a lot on my mind the last two years. But do I want to sleep with you?" She nodded. "Oh, yes," she said. "Oh, yes." She stood up and held out her hand. B'Elanna rose, too, on legs as shaky as a newborn colt's. Her whole body was trembling. She took Kathryn's hand and let her draw her close. Then Kathryn bent her head and they kissed. Tentatively at first, searching, questing, exploring, then hungrily and intensely. B'Elanna tried to rein in her raging desire, still not a hundred percent sure just how far Kathryn was willing to take this. Kathryn showed her a couple of minutes later when she broke off the kiss and, taking B'Elanna's hand, pulled her toward her bedroom. She undressed B'Elanna with maddening deliberation, her fingers brushing B'Elanna's bare skin as she removed each article of clothing, not allowing her to do the same. "Later," she whispered, brushing B'Elanna's lips with her own. When Kathryn removed B'Elanna's bra and her heavy breasts swung free, B'Elanna cried aloud as Kathryn cupped them in her palms. When at last B'Elanna stood naked under Kathryn's admiring gaze, her body on fire from the touch of Kathryn's stroking hands, Kathryn pushed her down to lie flat on her back and then proceeded to drive her truly mad with her mouth and hands. Kathryn didn't leave one square inch of B'Elanna's body unkissed, unlicked, or unstroked. B'Elanna moaned aloud, begging for release. "Oh, please, Kathryn, please..." she entreated her tormentor, who only laughed silently and kept kissing, nibbling, licking, until, at last, taking pity on her, inserted a finger into her and began stroking slowly and firmly. Just when B'Elanna was on the point of orgasm, Kathryn withdrew her finger, making B'Elanna almost howl. Then B'Elanna felt her tongue flick the molten flame at her center and blessed relief surged through her in a tidal wave of pleasure. She relaxed bonelessly as the last ripple of pleasure rolled through her, trying to get her breathing slowed. Kathryn moved up to lie beside her, head propped on one hand watching her. B'Elanna turned her head on the pillow and looked at her. Kathryn reached out with her thumb and brushed it across B'Elanna's swollen lips. B'Elanna captured the thumb with her mouth and sucked it, tasting herself on it. Then she moved to hover over Kathryn, pinning her hands to the bed with just one of her own. Arousal flared in Kathryn's eyes and her breathing quickened. B'Elanna bent her head and kissed her Captain, long, hard, and deep. Kathryn moaned deep in her throat under the insistent mouth and tongue and they devoured each other. Shortly, B'Elanna drew back and parted the robe Kathryn still wore, unbelting it. Pushing it to one side, she bared a breast, the nipple hard and erect. She teased it with her tongue and Kathryn gasped. No doubt she was going to get paid back in the same coin she'd just given B'Elanna. She moved experimentally in B'Elanna's grasp, finding herself solidly pinned. And B'Elanna was just using one hand. She found being imprisoned this way to be extremely erotic. Strong herself, she'd often kept her partners in her grasp and at her mercy. B'Elanna's half-Klingon strength was formidable. B'Elanna moved over and down Kathryn's body with the same slow pace Kathryn had shown her, nipping her earlobes, moving over to kiss her thoroughly again, leaving a leisurely trail of kisses down the side of her throat, pausing to press her lips to the pounding pulse there, moving up to kiss her once again, then down licking and sucking aching nipples, running her tongue lightly over Kathryn's firm, flat belly. Kathryn cried out as B'Elanna nipped the soft inside of her thighs with sharp little bites before moving up to plunge her tongue as deeply as she could, at last releasing Kathryn's hands, so she could part her sex to better use her tongue. Kathryn came, and then again as B'Elanna continued her assault. B'Elanna rolled Kathryn over on her belly and rolled on top of her, resting her cheek against the rich auburn of Kathryn's hair. She trailed a hand down and stroked the soft side of Kathryn's breast. "Kathryn," she said. "Mmmm," Kathryn murmured wordlessly, sharply aware of B'Elanna's pubis pressed into her bottom. She was becoming aroused again and she didn't know how it was possible. As if reading her mind, B'Elanna moved against her and she groaned aloud. B'Elanna laughed into her hair. "If by some miracle, we wind up back on Voyager," B'Elanna said, "what are we going to do?" "'bout what?" Kathryn mumbled "About us," B'Elanna said. Kathryn turned over, dislodging B'Elanna. She paused. "Well....," she said, "if we do wind up back on the ship, I guess we'll just gradually ease into the public eye with it. If I weren't the captain....." Her voice trailed off. B'Elanna gave her a quick kiss. "I know," she said. "I know. The day may never come." Kathyrn nodded silently. "We'll cross that bridge when we get back on it," she quipped. B'Elanna rolled her eyes and groaned at the play on words. Kathryn laughed and kissed her, sliding her hands around to cup her bottom. B'Elanna groaned into Kathryn's mouth, their tongues sliding sensuously over each other. --- Days became something to be looked forward to, and nights anticipated with pleasure. For the first few days they spent a great deal of their time in bed, or making love. After all, there were no schedules, duty rotations, or tasks to be completed according to a timetable. If they wished to lounge around in bed until late afternoon, there was nothing to stop them, but both were too thoroughly trained to do that, but they rarely rose at dawn any more, as had been their custom. One night they lay in a comfortable tangle of damp arms and legs after a vigorous bout of sex, languorous and drowsy. "'Lanna," Kathryn murmured lazily. "Hmm?" B'Elanna responded, half-asleep. "How long had you been watching me bathe?" Kathryn asked. "Mmm," B'Elanna ducked her head in discomfort, feeling her face flush hotly, but Kathryn tipped her chin up with one hand. "Tell me," she said. B'Elanna sighed. "A month. Or so. I guess," she mumbled. Kathryn felt her own face flush. She could remember a few times after toweling off, of leaning against a huge boulder nearby and playing with herself, bringing herself to climax. "Every night?" she muttered. "Yeah," B'Elanna replied. Kathryn squirmed a little uncomfortably. "Guess you got entertained a few times," she admitted. B'Elanna gave a rueful chuckle. "More like got driven completely insane," she revealed. "I'm sorry. It was a terrible thing to do." "Well, yes," Kathryn agreed, "under most circumstances. But if you hadn't, we'd never have come to this. Were you just going to go on being miserable?" "I had no idea you would react this way to my revelation about my feelings for you," B'Elanna pointed out. "Well, no, you didn't," Kathryn admitted. She was silent for a moment. "You were right, I guess," she continued. "A dream come true and a nightmare in the making." B'Elanna nodded fervently. "All's well that ends well," she said. "Dreams come true sometimes. And nightmares disappear in the morning." --- Copyright 1997 ILuvKate --- The End Like this story? Let the author know by clicking here!