The BLTS Archive- Burning Desire
by Joanne Collins (luchenbackoutlaw@gmail.com)

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Please do not distribute, archive, etc, without my permission.
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A little story for the month of May.  Inspired by, of all things,
a scene in some original writing I'm doing.

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"This had better be *damn* good," Tom Paris thought as he walked
into the holodeck, "Because I don't have time to put up with
Chakotay's usual disapproval.  I don't want it, and I sure as
hell don't need it."

The feelings of anger for Chakotay were uppermost, as they
usually were. Tom didn't want to think about the feelings lying
beneath them.  Not now. Maybe if this was over quickly...whatever
it was...he could meet Harry for dinner.  Then he wouldn't have
to think about the feelings under the anger.

Tom rounded a corner, and came upon a sight he'd never have
expected to see. Chakotay, reclining in a hot tub, eyes closed,
in a posture of utter relaxation.  Tom allowed himself just a
moment to appreciate the sight. And what a sight...Chakotay, damp
from the warm water.  Tom acknowledged, finally, to himself, that
the anger was probably the *least* of what he felt for Chakotay.
But he knew that it was only to himself.

Chakotay stirred, opened his eyes, and Tom drew back, not wanting
to reveal himself yet.  Then Chakotay began to stand.  Tom
watched in fascination as the broad chest revealed itself over
the edge of the tub, then the flat stomach...further down...the
dark curls...the raging erection.  Tom gulped, he hoped
inaudibly, at the sight, and wanted nothing more than to go to
him. But he couldn't...

Then Chakotay got out, and stretched out beside the tub on a
bench.  He was directly in Tom's line of sight, although Tom was
hidden from his view. He began to stroke himiself, uttering soft
moans of pleasure.

Tom groaned silently, and realised that he was hard too.
Realising that no one could get in here without his knowledge, he
made himself as comfortable as possible, and unzipped his pants,
pulling himself out, and beginning the stroking movements he knew
would lead to orgasm.

"Tom..." Chakotay moaned.  Tom started, wondering if he'd been
seen, but Chakotay was moaning his name over and over, and he
realised that the other man must be visualising him.  He began to
do the same, his slim, pale fingers became Chakotay's bronzed
hand, moving on him, slowly but surely.

"Chakotay..." Tom risked a whisper, and when the other man didn't
notice, he allowed soft gasps to escape his lips, becoming more
and more rapid as he approached climax.

"TOOOMMMMM...." A long, drawn-out moan, and Chakotay was
shuddering with his climax.

"Chakotay..." Tom whispered, as he spurted over his hand,
cleaning it off on his clothing.

He couldn't stay here now, and act completely normal around
Chakotay. Not after that.

So Tom quietly exited the holodeck, not noticing the brown eyes
that watched him as he did so.

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The End