The BLTS Archive- Waiting
Geron #6: Apprehension
by Karen (CP4Karen@aol.com)

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Disclaimer: Paramount owns them. I imply no copyright
infringement.

c1998 Karen

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I gasp and fight my way up and out of my latest dream. 
A warm hand gently cups my left cheek as a stream of
soft Bajoran whispers against my right.  Any remaining
fear falls away as my lover presses small kisses over my
face and chest, still interspersed with phrases of comfort,
sweetness and love.

Chesei...sweet one. I smirk, and receive a pinch of my
right nipple for my trouble.  When Gerrie told me earlier
that he would break me of my insecurities, I had no idea
that corporal punishment would be included.  A soft, hot
mouth gently licking and then sucking the offended nipple
rapidly chases away any complaint.

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This one is the worst yet.  He is moaning softly and my
repeated whispering of his name doesn't seem to break
through to whatever hell he is in.  I am debating over
whether he will knock me into the next room in his fright
if I slap him, when he gasps and opens his eyes.

I continue to kiss everything I can reach in an effort to
drive away whatever has turned those beautiful blue eyes
a muddy gray.  He grins when I call him 'my sweet one',
and I retaliate before I can stop myself.  His eyes grow
big, but before he can say a word, I have teased the reddened
nub into hardness.  From the response now pressing into
my belly, I'd say he enjoyed his punishment.

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Before I know it, Tem has crawled down and wrapped a
hand around my cock.  He looks at it somewhat analytically
and then peeks at me.  A moist tongue flicks out and
tastes the pre-cum beading at the tip.

Gods, that's perfect.  I laugh aloud as I visualize certain
peoples' reactions to this wanton now pursing his lips around
the head of my dick.  He raises his eyebrows and slowly
lowers his head, watching me all the while.  He stops
suddenly having hit his gag reflex, and then frowns an
apology.  He begins again, slower this time, and then I
feel the softness of the back of his throat on the head of my
cock.  He clears his throat in preparation to take me farther
and unwittingly sends me arching towards the ceiling.

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Prophets, I'm an idiot.  I try to perform one simple act for
my lover and almost throw up on him.  I glance in his
direction and then have to grin as he does the same at me.
Oh, well.  I decide to chalk it up as a learning experience.

"So, uh, you liked that, did you?"

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I think I've managed to convince the brat that he didn't
hurt me, that in fact, I was enjoying myself wholeheartedly.

"And when I almost bit you?"

I laugh and pull him back across the bed and into my
arms.  "Well, next time you could probably leave out the
part with the teeth."

He proceeds to take my advice to heart.

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Thank everything holy that we both have today off.  Tom
is sound asleep, head tucked into my shoulder, legs entwined
with mine.

I smile and pet the soft red-gold hair under my chin.  He shifts
and breathes a sigh.

"Don't leave..."

I manage not to jump as he makes this soft plea.  Not for the
first time, I wonder who he now holds and protects in his
dreams.

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//Chakotay, B'Elanna and Harry left me, not the other way around!//

//Did it ever occur to you that maybe you don't put enough of
yourself into a relationship to keep someone around?  Everyone
can't be wrong, Paris.//

I gave you everything I had...

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The End