The BLTS Archive - Restless by ILuvKate --- Janeway sighed and shifted in her command chair. She noticed Chakotay's quizzical glance, and knew he was wondering why she was so restless. She didn't usually squirm and wriggle like this on the bridge. Voyager had been traveling through an exceedingly quiet portion of space the last week or so, and she had too much time on her hands. And too much damn time to think, too, she reflected. Most of the time, she could keep her mind occupied so that she didn't dwell on how damn long it had been since the last time she had had sex. In that one respect, being captain of a starship was a pain in the rear. Protocol and decorum were huge obstacles. She sighed again and stopped herself just in time from shifting again. "Captain, are you all right?" Chakotay murmured, mindful of the proximity of Tom Paris at the conn. "Yes," she murmured back. "Just a little bored, I guess." She smiled a little sheepishly. "I should be grateful, I suppose." "Not at all," he returned. "Why don't you go to the holodeck and do something fun?" She mulled this over. As a last resort, a hologram might give her the release she sought. Cold comfort, but it might calm her down some. "I just might do that," she said. She rose. "You have the bridge, Commander," she said in a normal tone. He nodded, smiling. Have a good time, his expression said. She entered her quarters to dress in civvies. Thinking about the holodeck, she mulled over what to run. Should she run something strenuous and exciting to let off steam? Or something restful and tranquilizing. Or....program a character and let him screw her brains out? Maybe that's what she needed. She pulled on some comfortable trousers and a top and left her quarters, walking casually. B'Elanna Torres rounded a corner and saw her. "Taking a little R&R, Captain?" she greeted her C.O. She fell into step beside Janeway. "Thought I would," Janeway said. "I've been feeling a little, uh ....antsy lately. Torres laughed. "Don't we all at one time or another?" she said. "I have to go on the holodeck and kill something sometimes." Janeway raised an eyebrow. "A fictional character, I hope," she remarked. Torres grinned. "Of course," she said. As they walked, Janeway became conscious of an...odd...feeling. It wasn't one she'd had recently. In fact the last time had been on Orba VII space station where she'd been assigned light duty following her being injured in combat. The commander of the space station had been a striking woman, human, and they'd struck up a friendship which segued into sex. Very, very good sex, as a matter of fact. Janeway and Nichols, the station commander had been very sorry to see Janeway's tour of duty on Orba end. Now as she looked at B'Elanna Torres, aware of her grace and beauty as though seeing her for the first time. Suddenly in a violent rush of feeling, she wanted B'Elanna Torres. Damn, what was the matter with her? She was conscious of B'Elanna's turning to look at her, and she struggled to rein herself in, glad Torres possessed no telepathic qualities. "Do you feel like having company on the holodeck?" B'Elanna asked casually. Janeway felt her face flush hotly in response and cursed it. Now B'Elanna glanced at her curiously. Hell's bells, Janeway thought glumly. Now she'll think I'm crazy. "I'm sorry," B'Elanna said. "I'm sure you had something private planned." "No," Janeway said, "I'd love to have you join me." What the hell are you doing, Kathryn? she asked herself as soon as the words were out of her mouth. "If you're sure," B'Elanna said tentatively. "I'm sure," Janeway said. They had arrived at the holodeck. "We can replicate other clothes for you on the holodeck," Janeway suggested. B'Elanna nodded. They entered and Janeway ordered up a Risa scenario. B'Elanna smiled and walked over to the replicator and keyed up some casual clothes. She undressed, making Janeway turn hastily to order a drink. She took the glass from the bartender and sneaked a look at B'Elanna who was unself- consciously shrugging out of her uniform. Janeway watched the play of the muscles in her back appreciatively. Why had she never noticed how beautiful B'Elanna Torres was? Never had time before, came the answer. B'Elanna finished dressing and turned with her uniform bundled under her arm to see Janeway staring at her. She was mildly surprised to see the desire on her captain's face, but not horrified. Janeway seemed to catch herself back, seeing B'Elanna study her and swore to herself as she once again felt the hot blood suffuse her face. She took a hasty gulp of her drink, and choked slightly. B'Elanna sauntered over to her, her eyes never leaving Janeway's. "Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?" she asked. Janeway stared at her. "What do you think I'm thinking?" she hedged. "Ohh," B'Elanna set her uniform down on a chair and signaled the bartender for a drink. "If I had to hazard a guess, I'd guess you're thinking about having sex with me." Janeway seemed immobilized and B'Elanna grinned. "The look on your face is unmistakable," she explained. Janeway dropped her eyes to the contents of her glass. "Is that what's making you....antsy?" B'Elanna inquired. Janeway didn't look up "It wasn't...you," she muttered. B'Elanna laughed. "Oh, I know," she responded. "I've never seen you have a look like that around me before." "I'm sorry," Janeway mumbled again. B'Elanna reached out to put a hand on Janeway's arm. "Nothing to be sorry about," she said. "Besides, I've had a couple of thoughts about you myself." Janeway's head snapped up. B'Elanna nodded. "It's true." She smiled. As Janeway continued to stare at her, she stepped closer. "So," she whispered. "What are we going to do about it?" She gestured at the holographic Risa around them. "Here we are on Risa. Let's have pleasure." She reached up and put her hand on the back of Janeway's neck and bent her head down to her mouth. Her tongue explored Janeway's mouth and Janeway allowed her free access. Her other hand closed around Janeway's breast through the thin top Janeway wore and Janeway groaned against her lips. "C'mon," B'Elanna whispered. "Let's go find someplace comfortable." They did and lay down beside each other. B'Elanna moved until she lay half-on and half-off Janeway. They kissed, undressing each other until they lay naked, clothes scattered. B'Elanna kissed Kathryn's breasts with tantalizing, butterfly kisses, circling the nipples with soft brushes of the tip of her tongue. Then she kissed a line of kisses from the breast up across Kathryn's collarbone, along the line of her jaw to her ear where she nipped the lobe gently and ran her tongue around the inside. Kathryn shivered and pulled her mouth back to hers, kissing her hungrily. B'Elanna raised her head and looked at her. "You've been wanting this a while, haven't you?" "Yes," Kathryn replied. "Oh, God, I want you so bad...I didn't even realize...." B'Elanna stopped her words with a hard kiss. "Well, you have me now. Let's take it slow and enjoy it," she said softly. They explored each other wonderingly, slowly, savoring the taste, touch, and smell of skin; the feel of mouths and hands; the sensation of body against body, and the final rush of hot surging pleasure as they both climaxed. B'Elanna lay on her stomach, chin pillowed on her hands and Kathryn lay on her back, one arm behind her head, as they enjoyed the sweet aftermath of lovemaking. After a minute or two, B'Elanna rolled over on her side, head propped on one hand and regarded Kathryn lazily. Kathryn turned her head to meet her eyes and smiled. She reached out and stroked her fingers down B'Elanna's cheek. "Thank you," she whispered. B'Elanna raised an eyebrow. "You sound like this is the last time we'll make love," she remarked. "I hope not," Kathryn said fervently. "I just..." She paused, her fingers trailing down to B'Elanna's shoulder. "I had no idea what I was going to do when I came down here. I'm so glad you came along." "Yeah," B'Elanna laughed. "Must be fate or something." --- Copyright 1998 ILuvKate --- The End