by Kez
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Disclaimer: Paramount, VIACOM, and all the other rich folks own
them. I am simply borrowing them and will return them intact.
Notes/Warning: Thanks to Jack for the Beta, whatever would I do
without you, (aside from being more sane - lol)
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Tom Paris' Quarters
Tom woke up with a start, his heart beating fast in his chest, his dick
aching in his sweat pants, and images of Harry cumming beneath him just
a few nights before in his head., 'Shit. Get a grip, Paris,' he
scolded himself, Harry was his best friend and sure, the sex had been great
and all but it had been just to relieve both their tension. It had nothing
what-so-ever to do with any romantic feelings at all, "And I might
start believing that once I get images of him begging me to fuck him out of my
head," Tom said, thankful that no one was around to see or hear him.
Tom had noticed one of B'Elanna's enginering crew checking
him out earlier and had been tempted to ask her out. Now he was glad
he hadn't. Explaining to a beautiful young woman why he woke up
hard as a rock with his best friend's name on his lips would not
have been easy.
He let his hand slip down to the heated flesh of his groin and
covered himself, rubbing along his hard length, trying to think of
anything but Harry. Eventuall, however, he gave up and let it happen,
his hand moving slowly while in his mind's eye it was Harry who
was touching him. Except, Tom thought., that if it were Harry, there
would now be a lot more going on than just touching.
Tom could almost see Harry leaning down to take his cock into that
generous pouty mouth of his, bringing him close to the edge, then
letting him hang there, making him wait until Harry had prepared
himself prepared so he could take him into the tight passage of his
ass.
"Ahhhhh," Tom screamed as the hot sticky substance that
showed his release flowed out and over his hand. Afterward, he lay
there for a few mintues before forcing himself to get cleaned up.
Changing into his uniform, he headed for the holodeck; there was no
way he could sleep now.
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**Harry Kim's Quarters**
Harry hadn't been so lucky as to even get to sleep that night. Instead
he was lying there, hard as a rock and determined not to do anything about it.
Tom was his friend. It wouldn't be right to do this to him, to use him
this way. No matter how much he wanted to cum, he was not going
to wank off fantasing about his best friend. Still, unbidden, pictures of Tom,
naked and fucking him, came into his mind. Tom's mouth around
him, his cock inside him, all working to make Harry breathless and
his dick even harder than it had been before.
"Ahhh, fuck it!" Harry jumped up and, pulling on sweat
pants and a T-shirt, headed quickly for the holodecks. "I might
as well work out, if I can't sleep," was his plan. It would
be a great way to get rid of his excess energy since he could't
fuck his best friend.
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The decks were quiet this time of night. Most people who weren't
working were sleeping, something Harry was grateful for. The last
thing he needed was to bump into someone right now.
The holodeck was in use when he got there and Harry silently cursed.
Well, he thought, since the privacy lock wasn't on and
Sandrine's was running, he might as well get a drink.
"Come, Tom, surely it is not so bad as you make it sound,"
the feminine voice of the bar's owner floated out before Harry
had the chance to reach the swinging doors of the entrance of the old
French bistro. He stood still, a few steps out of sight.
"I'm in love with my best friend. I mean really in
love with him. This was not part of the plan. It was supposed to be
one night of trouble free sex, not this." Tom Paris' voice
reached him and Harry froze. He even stopped breathing for a few
moments until what Tom had said caught up with him. Before he had
chance to think he laughed, loud enough for Tom inside the bar to
hear.
"Harry?" Tom questioned, his head peeking through the
door. The rest of his body followed, his face red with embarrassment
and fear clear in his eyes.
"You love me." Harry told him matter-of-factuly, his
laughter having stopped as soon as Tom appeared at the door.
". . . I em. . . Look, Harry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean
for you to hear that. Hell, I didn't mean for me to feel
that. I don't want to lose your friendship, Harry. Tell me what
to do to fix this and I'll do it," Tom begged his friend.
"No, Tom, you can't fix this. We can't ever be just
friends now," Tom's face fell at Harry''s words.
"Harry, please. I'll do anything, just don't give up on
our friendship," Tom said, pleading with his baby blue eyes.
"You don't listen very well, do you Paris? I said we
couldn't be JUST friends. I didn't say we couldn't
be friends. But if you think that's all we are gonna be,
then you'd better think twice," Harry told him, chuckling at
Tom's shocked look as realization of what Harry had said hit him.
"Em. . . Harry are you saying. . . em. . . " Tom trailed
and Harry grinned, He stepped forward, invading Tom's personal
space.
"What I'm saying, Tom, is that if you don't get me from here
to a bed in the next thirty seconds I may have to kill you". Tom laughed
and Harry briefly joined in before calling out, "Computer change
to program KimDelta9 and engage privacy locks.".
The view around them changed until both found themselves standing in
a large room. A fire place dominated one wall with pillows piled high
around it, there were rough wooden floors and candles bathed
everything in a dim glow, covering everything in sparkles.
"Wow, Harry, this is amazing. How come I never saw this
before?" Tom questioned, taking in the sights around the room.
"It's a replica of a friend's cabin in Minnesota. He
brought me here quite a few times and I always loved it. There's
a lake outside, although there aren't any fish. It never stopped
us from fishing in it though.", Harry said, as the fond memoies
came flooding back.
"It's nice and peaceful," Tom commented and Harry
smiled;
"He was just a friend, nothing more," Harry assured Tom as
if he had read his "Computer, light firel" Harry ordered
and a blazing heat filled the room as, in the fire place, flames
flickered to life.
Without talking, they seemed to agree to sit near the fire, both
leaning into the plush pillows surrounding the hearth, loving the
feel of the flames flashing before them.
"Tom," Harry whispered as he nuzzled the pilot's ear.
"I love you," he said, smiling against the warm skin.
"I. . . Harry, are you sure?" Tom asked and Harry looked at
him quizzically. "I mean. . . I know I'm not the easiest
person to love sometimes, and. . . " Harry's lips on his
silenced him.
"I'm positive. Make love to me, Tom," Harry said,
pushing himself as close to Tom as was possible in their present
position.
Tom nodded, rolling over quickly until Harry was pinned under him,
his flushed face with wide eyes looking up at him with total love and
desire. Leaning in gently, Tom kissed Harry softly, carefully working
his lips against his lover's playfull,y slipping his tongue in
and out of Harry's mouth as the feeling took him. Harry was
squirming slightly beneath him, wriggling his lower body against
Tom's and moaning in delight as Tom teased him continuiously.
Tom wasted no time in stripping Harry' shirt from him, diving
straight for the nipples until Harry was begging him for more,
begging him to make him cum. "Patience Harry. We've got all
the time in the world," Tom told him, trailing kisses down
Harry's tight stomach, dipping into the belly button and lapping
gentlly at the sensitive area below.
"Tommmm" Harry groaned, his hands digging into Tom's
hair, pushing slightly to show Tom exacatly what he wanted Tom to do.
Finally Tom obliged, removing the sweats and boxers Harry was
wearing. He nuzzled lightly at Harry's groin, loving the moans
coming from his lover. Harry was his lover now, not just a friend he
had fucked but his lover, in every sense of the word.
Harry was so close and he knew he'd never last, apparently so
did Tom because he suddenly took Harry all the way into his mouth,
shocking Harry into a explosive orgasam and ripping a cry of pleasure
from his throat. Tom continued holding Harry in his mouth until he
had swallowed every drop Harry had to offer, lapping gently at the
softening member for a few moments.
After a pause to allow Harry to catch his breath, Tom slithered his
way back up Harry and planted a kiss on the soft lips.
"Hmm. . . Tom, please," Harry sighed against Tom's
lips, his eyes drifting between opened and closed as Tom's hand
traveled down his sides, finally coming to rest over his ass. Tom
pulled their groins together briefly before releasing him.
"Wait there," Tom said, jumping up quickly. He headed for
the holodeck replicator, stripping off his clothes as he went.
Returning with a small tube of lubricant, he resettled himself beside
Harry before reaching for another kiss.
Tom wasted no time getting Harry prepared. He didn't want to
wait for this, he couldn't wait for this. "You
ready?" Tom asked after a few minutes spent stretching Harry a
few more times with his fingers.
Harry grunted and Tom removed his fingers. He lined himself up, then
pushed himself home in one smooth thrust.
"Tommmmmmmmmmmmm. . . " Harry groaned loudly, loving the
feel of Tom buried inside him. He pushed back, drawing Tom even
deeper.
"Harry, God I love you," Tom ground out between clenched
teeth. He pulled out before once again thrusting back into the tight
heat, again and again and again..
Both continued to thrust against the other, moans becoming louder as
they both reached the edge, both pulling back at the last moment,
drawing out the contact until they couldn't wait any longe,
erupting into orgasm. Each fueling the other's climax.
Harry collapsed back onto the bed with Tom following him, his head
now resting against Harry's neck, both barely having enough
energy to move aside before they fell asleep still wrapped around
each other.
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*The Morning After*
Tom woke to the feeling of having a weight pressed against his side and
to small puffs of breath against his neck. He smiled, enjoying the feelings
for a moment before deciding he really had to move. Trying not to wake his
lover, he edged out and away from the bed and went into the en-suite
bathroom where he did the the necessaries before returning. When he did,
he found a pair of sleepy brown eyes staring at him.
"Morning," Tom said as he lay back down beside Harry. He
kissed the younger man softly on the lips, smiling when Harry'
arms drifted around his neck, pulling him closer. "Hmmm. . .
much as I wish we could stay here all day, we both have a shift in
less than an hour," Tom told him, pulling back from the kiss.
"What do you say we hit the shower? We can share- it'll be
faster,"Tom said,
Harry looked at him dubiously.
"Ok, so not faster, but it is a lot more fun." Tom winked
as he jumped up and headed for the bathroom again, turning on the
shower and warming up the water while waiting for Harry to join him.
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They were barely on time for their duty shift and the Captain had a
look in her eye that said she knew something was going on and would
find out whatever it was sooner or later. Seeing that look, they both
gulped slightly.
Thankfully though, the day was uneventful and both were relieve when
their shifts where over and they could get away from Janeway's
somewhat accusing stare.
Tom dropped into Harry's quarters not half an hour after shift
without even bothering to ring. . . not that he ever did, "Hey,
Harry. You wanna grab a bite in the mess, or would you rather we eat
in?" Tom said, kissing the younger man as if it were something
he did everyday.
"Em. . . Tom, could we talk for a minute? Please?" Harry
asked.
"Sure, what's up?" Tom said, worried Harry had changed
his mind. but trying not to let it show on his face.
"This Tom. . . this us. . . .I meant what I said last night. I love you
and I want you, but not just the odd fuck here and there, I want forever,
Tom. Can you give me that?" Harry asked. "If not, I need to
know now so we can forget this and go back to being just friends."
Tom grinned. "You want forever and I have a forever to give. I just
never found anyone I wanted to give it to before. I want to give it to you,
Harry," he told Harry honestly.
"No more just one nights?" Harry asked, not entirely
convinced.
"No Harry, the only one night I want is Just Forever" Tom
said, loving the smile that lit up his lover's face, loving the
kiss he suddenly received and, in general, just loving Harry.
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