The BLTS Archive - Silk Wrappings
by Narina (wazmons@hotmail.com )

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Well I'm feeling creative, here is my latest offering. What do you
think?

Set : After Blood Fever (alternate universe)

Archiving : OK with permission from author, must keep all this and my
name on it, please drop me a line letting me know. Many thanks.

Disclaimer : Voyager belong to the mighty Paramount (we bow down in
worship), Tom and B'Elanna's response to certain stimuli is all mine.

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"Dismissed"

Tom Paris exited the briefing room and headed off to the shuttle bay.
He was off on another away mission and again  B'Elanna Torres was to
accompany him.

Voyager was currently in a area of space where they had come across
several M class planets. Unfortunately most of these had pre-warp
civilisations and therefore were not to be touched. Tom thought this
was mildly ridiculous, after they had trodden the prime directive into
dust on more than one occasion. This time however they had to
intervene, the class four probe they had released had become unstable
due to the atmospheric interference. It had crashed on one of the
planets and was leaking dangerous levels of radiation. The Captain had
decided to send B'Elanna to neutralise and remove the remains of the
probe. Tom was going due to the difficultly of piloting through the
atmosphere.

B'Elanna entered the shuttle as Tom was going through the pre- flight
checks. He grinned at her and said "Well here we go again Lt".
B'Elanna looked away, remembering the last away mission they had gone
on.

She'd gone quiet, Tom glanced quickly over at her. He face was blank,
set. Too late Tom remembered that their last away mission together was
on Sikari. He tried to help her recover with well meaning small talk.
He hadn't meant to upset her, or for that matter to dredge up memories
probably best left buried.

Sometime later they landed on the planet. Locating the probe could
prove to be difficult, there was a natural damping field interfering
with their tricorders. This could take some time, days at least. After
informing the ship, Tom and B'Elanna disguised the shuttle as best
they could before beginning their search.

They pushed through the woodlands, every now and then they would come
across signs of civilisation. They could see smoke in the distance,
overhear voices as men worked to fell trees. Finally as the sun began
to sink they came to a cobble stone road. Before either had the
presence of mind to retreat,an armed troop of soldiers accosted them.

The leader of the band looked very curiously at B'Elanna, making her
squirm. Tom moved inn front of her defensively. They offered the
hospitality of their liege in a manner that brooked no refusal. Tom
and B'Elanna had no choice by to accept, but they kept their hands
poised near their weapons.

As they entered the stone walls of the settlement Tom noticed the lack
of women , perhaps that explained the looks B'Elanna was receiving. He
moved closer to her, wanting to protect her if need be. He could tell
she was unnerved by all the attention by her nervous roving glance,
she stayed close to him. She laid her hand on his arm and he jumped
from the light contact. Finally the were ushered into the main hall
where the leader of these people was waiting for them.

B'Elanna nearly laughed aloud when she seen him. He was young, she
estimated about fifteen. She noticed the puppy fat still clinging to
his face and body, he was swaddled in rich coloured cloth that made
him look effeminate. "Well" she thought dismisively "He's certainly no
threat". She was not as confident when she noticed his appraising
stare of her body, he leaned forward and licked his lips. This was no
callow boy, was her next thought. Suddenly B'Elanna felt uneasy.

He listened while Tom recited some background story explaining their
presence, they were from the next province, they were searching for
gemstones. At this the teenage ruler looked up sharply. He addressed
Tom "We will discuss this over the evening meal, you will be provided
with rooms until we talk later" He beckoned to a middle aged man

The man motioned and an attractive veiled woman detached herself from
the milling throng, she made no attempt to speak and looked down at
the floor. B'Elanna was quickly whisked away by her. Tom protested
until the chamberlain said "You will see her shortly, it is just she
is not correctly attired for such a gathering, neither are you" as he
looked at Tom's uniform. Temporarily defeated Tom allowed the man to
lead him away.

The woman would not answer any of B'Elanna's question until they
reached what was B'Elanna's suite. Once they were inside the woman
spoke "Forgive me my lady, it is forbidden to talk outside unless
bidden by a man". B'Elanna spluttered but the woman continued "I have
orders to prepare you for a meeting with the lord" Silently protesting
B'Elanna let herself be led to a tub containing scented water, she
relaxed, this was more like it.

The other woman showed no signs of leaving so B'Elanna stepped out of
her clothes, leaving them where they fell and stepped into the tub.
She whirled around when she felt somebody's hands touching her back.
Again the strange woman spoke "I have orders from my lord to
personally prepare you in a manner that is pleasing". B'Elanna could
see no way out from this situation and surrendered to the
ministrations of the other. It was an unusual sensation being washed,
dried and having a pleasant smelling lotion massaged into her by
another woman. Finally the other woman dressed her in a multi-hued
dress, cut low in the front and slit high up the shirt. The fabric
felt soft, it caressed her skin. B'Elanna looked in the mirror and
gasped, the dress was virtually translucent. She could see her nipples
clearly defined through the sheer fabric, thankfully her groin was
covered, just, by a short piece of darker cloth. God she hoped Tom
didn't see her like this.

Ignoring her protests the other woman pushed her into a chair and
began to style her hair before tackling B'Elanna's make up. Finally
she pinned a veil to B'Elanna's hair, partially obscuring her face.
Critically she surveyed her work before beckoning B'Elanna to follow
her.

Tom was in the hall with the lord. He was shocked at the tales of
debauchery Hweli related, he was so young to have such an incredible
sexual appetite. Hweli said "Wait until you have seen the woman I have
summoned here for us to share, she is a rare delight"

At that point B'Elanna was pushed to the doors of the main hall. As
she pulled the doors open she pulled the veil from her head in a fit
of pique. Looking up she met the knowing leer of Hweli and the shocked
look of Tom. Embarrassment flooded through her.

Tom sensed B'Elanna's shame and refused to look anywhere but her face.
Was she the woman Hweli was talking about? He refused to let that
happen. He got to his feet and walked over to B'Elanna. Looking her in
the face he whispered "Trust me" as he picked up her hand and kissed
it. Turning he said to Hweli "I'm sorry, this woman is my bondmate"
referring to the term Hweli mentioned earlier "I apologise for not
properly introducing her before". He felt her sag against him in
relief.

Somehow they got through the meal. Hweli summoned his dancers and sank
into a cushion, his hand indicated another cushion for Tom and
B'Elanna. He signalled to the side and another woman clad in the same
sort of attire as B'Elanna moved to his side. He began to caress her
intimately as he watched the other women spin and twirl.

B'Elanna leaned backwards into Tom, they had to keep up the pretense.
His hand came around her waist resting on her stomach. His other hand
moved up to play with her hair. Whispering into her ear he said "I'm
sorry, we'll get out of here as soon as possible" She nodded, actually
being in Tom's embrace was not unpleasant, she was enjoying feeling
his touch. She let her hand drift behind her and run up and down his
thigh.

Tom was feeling tortured. He had always harboured strong feelings for
B'Elanna. After Sikari it was much harder to keep those feelings in
check. Her hand on his thigh was driving him nuts, he had to get out
of here. Pushing B'Elanna forward he rose and spoke "Forgive me my
lord, we're a little more modest than you about these matters. We'd
like to return to our rooms". Hweli didn't even look up, he waved a
hand and the chamberlain moved forward to escort them to their rooms.

Tom and B'Elanna instantly relaxed when their door shut. Tom looked at
her quickly before pulling off his shirt. B'Elanna backed away, fear
in her eyes. Tom tossed her the shirt saying only "Put it on, you look
uncomfortable" It was hard to tell how was more relived when B'Elanna
was covered up.

B'Elanna was on edge, she shouldn't have panicked when Tom pulled his
shirt off. He'd behaved before when she was throwing herself at him.
Covertly she watched him, he had a glorious body. She sighed, she had
to share a bed with that tonight and try to behave, it wouldn't be
easy.

Tom pulled down the covers and climbed into the bed, B'Elanna
followed. Some time later she spoke "Tom".

"Um hum" was his sleepy reply.

"Thanks for tonight, I was terrified I was going to be added to a
harem" B'Elanna spoke. She looked at his broad back, she wanted to
touch him so badly. Finally she drifted into an uneasy sleep.

Grey clouds greeted their waking the next morning. Hweli refused them
permission to leave claiming it was too dangerous. He offered to
escort them around his gardens. They could think of no way to refuse
at least they would encounter nobody else. B'Elanna was forced to wear
that dress again and Tom wanted to minimise any embarrassment she
felt.

The gardens were beautiful B'Elanna thought. She had clung to Tom all
morning and he'd allowed it. Currently his arm was curled around her
waist. She was not sorry when Hweli was called away to rule on a
dispute.

Tom was expecting B'Elanna to move away the minute they were left
alone. He was pleasantly surprised when she merely twined her arm
around his waist and leaned into him. At that moment the heavens
opened. Rain cascaded down around them as they bolted for the shelter
of a large tree directly ahead of them. Soaked,cold, yet laughing the
pair huddled together.

Tom could feel B'Elanna shivering and pulled her closer to him, he ran
his hands up and down her arms. She nestled further into her arms, her
body flush against him. Tom was not unaffected by the contact, he
tried to control himself but was fighting a losing battle. He gently
disentangled himself not expecting to see the hurt expression on her
face as she asked "Tom?"

"I want you" was his husky reply "Do you want me?" He was looking
intently at her. His eyes had darkened and his look was predatory.

"Yes" was her simple reply as she moved to him. He pulled her to him
and brought his mouth down on hers, her hands circled his neck.
Touching him was sending waves of desire down her body.

Tom leaned into the kiss, savouring every moment of this. He had
dreamed of this so often. He could have had this weeks ago on Sikari
if it hadn't been for a determined Vulcan, then again it never would
have happened if it hadn't been for the same Vulcan. His hands ran up
and down her sides. His hand came to the slit in her skirt and he
snaked his hand underneath to caress her silky skin. He stopped when
he encountered fabric, then metal. A Knife.

She pulled away from him and looked defiant. "It was to protect myself
against Hweli" was her answer. Hands on hips, she dared him to make
something off it.

Tom laughed, she was so wonderful. She would never be totally
defenseless. He replied "As long as you weren't going to use it on me"
His hands reached up seeking the release clasp.

B'Elanna gulped as his hands worked to remove the knife, hidden high
on the inside of her thigh. She replied in a shaky voice "I was never
in any danger from you". Her voice choked off as he lightly brushed
his fingers over her underwear.

Straightening he looked at her and said "As wonderful as this is, I
think we should get back to our rooms".  She lowered her lashes and
replied "Why Tom, are you shy?"

His answer was to pick her up. She screamed before wrapping her arms
around his neck and nuzzling into his neck. She leaned up to whisper
the things she was going to do to him when they got back to their
suite. He groaned in response.

Kicking the door open, Tom released B'Elanna to bolt it shut. Suddenly
he was pushed up against the wall. Lips met his in a soul searing
kiss. B'Elanna's hands went to his shirt. Undoing the fastenings she
let it fall to the floor in a wet pile, the rest of their clothes soon
followed. Kissing frantically Tom pushed her to the bed until she fell
upon it giggling. He dropped beside her and she rolled over to top
him.

B'Elanna dragged her breasts down his chest, enjoying the feeling of
his chest hair against her erect nipples. Her mouth followed the trail
down to his groin. He groaned when she licked him around the tip and
sides. She was in no hurry, she keep up these teasing touches before
finally engulfing him. She could feel him tense up before he came in
her mouth. Still licking she cleaned him up.

Tom pulled her up and kissed her deeply, he could taste himself on
her, it was an unusual experience. He progressed down her body, moving
his mouth over her breasts. She wriggled closer to him and groaned as
he licked and then nipped her nipple. He stayed there for some time,
kissing and biting her nipples. B'Elanna's breath was coming in short
pants as Tom progressed down her body. His hand drifted through the
dark hair as he felt her moisture. Fingers first rubbed and then moved
into her, she arched against the sensation. Tom removed her hand and
she whimpered in protest. She felt his tongue circle around her folds
before diving into the very centre of her. Calling his name B'Elanna
fell into an incredible orgasm.

Tom had moved to his side, content to watch the look on her face as
she came. B'Elanna pushed him over and quickly straddled him. She
grazed his erect member with her moisture and he thrust up, desperate
to be in her. Slowly she lowered herself onto him, he grasped her hips
as they both began to move. Tom quickly flipped them over so he was on
top, her legs wrapped themselves around him, pulling him deeper.
"Faster" she moaned. He felt her contract around him, milking him. Tom
shuddered as he spilled his seed into her before collapsing on top of
her.

She protested when he pulled out of her and rolled them over. Tom
cradled her in his arms as he pushed her sweaty hair out of her face.
He looked into those amazing eyes as he kissed her.

They spent the rest of the day in bed, talking, cuddling, making love.

The next day they left and holding hands walked into the woods. The
rest of the mission was uneventful. They retrieved the damaged probe
and returned to the ship.

Later on, as Tom opened his quarters to admit a radiant looking
B'Elanna Torres, he thanked all the deities he could remember for a
misogynist lord and a rainstorm.

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The End