The BLTS Archive- Missing Scene:
Elogium
by Joanne Collins (luchenbackoutlaw@gmail.com)

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Yet another missing scene from canon.  This one is all my idea,
however.

This story (such as it is) takes place during the episode Elogium,
between the scene where Tom and Kes take the cabbage to Neelix and the
scene where Tom and Chakotay enter the bridge, and Chakotay is seen
adjusting his sleeves (this is *my* explanation of *why* he was
adjusting them <g>).

DISCLAIMER:  Everything you recognise belongs to Paramount/Viacom.
They keep refusing to come up with an arrangement about Tom or
Chakotay <sigh>. All original ideas and characters are the sole
property of the author.

ASC archive:  Yes.
BLTS:  Yes.
R'Rain's archive:  Yes.

Anywhere else (except personal use, sharing with friends, etc):  Ask
first! I'll probably say yes.

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"So, Commander, there was an...inappropriate instance of
fraternisation?" Tom asked, idly, as the turbolift began it's journey
to the bridge.

"Well," Chakotay admitted, "Inappropriate might have been the wrong
word. The place was inappropriate, rather than the fraternisation."

"Oh?" an eyebrow raised.  "You don't think that a turbolift is an
appropriate place to...fraternise?"

"Well...not a lift that's moving.  *Anyone* might get on
and...interrupt you."

"That's true.  But if you *stopped* the lift...who knows?"

Chakotay looked at the lascivious smile on Tom's face, and was unable
to resist the urge to kiss his lover.

"Gods, you're beautiful when you're being sleazy," Chakotay grinned as
they came up for air.

"I think I'm insulted," Tom mock-pouted before Chakotay's lips took
posession of his again.

They were forced apart again by the need to breathe, and Chakotay
gathered enough presence of mind to gasp, "Halt lift," before Tom was
kissing him again, all over his face and neck.

Tom, smiling, began to slip the zipper on Chakotay's uniform down,
slipping the sleeves off his arms, taking off the grey turtleneck.
Tom moved to take one of Chakotay's hardened nipples into his mouth,
gently nipping it with his teeth, causing his lover to moan loudly.
Tom smiled against his lover's smooth chest, licking and nipping
across to the other nipple to give it the same treatment, then moving
down over the smooth planes of his stomach, dipping his tongue into
his navel, causing Chakotay to arch forward in mindless pleasure.

"Tom!" he gasped in delight.

"Like that?"

"You need to ask?"

Tom grinned and started on Chakotay's slacks, unbuttoning them, but
not removing them completely, just letting them rest halfway down
Chakotay's strong thighs, then pulling the boxers down to reveal
Chakotay's hard erection.  Tom smiled, and moved forward to take his
lover into his mouth. Chakotay gasped as he felt the warm dampness
close over his heated flesh, involuntarily moving his hips forward.
Tom, even in the heat of the moment knowing that they didn't have
long, kept up the rhythm, moving his lips and tongue along Chakotay's
heated length, tracing the veins, dipping into the leaking slit,
tracing the head gently, then taking him into his throat, gently using
his teeth.  This last was the final ecstatic straw, and Chakotay drew
his hips back one last time, then surged forward, exploding into Tom's
mouth.

Tom pulled his mouth gently from around his lover's softening arousal,
and smiled at him, breathing heavily.  He pulled the boxers up, then
the slacks, buttoning them carefully.  Then he found the turtleneck,
and the jacket, tenderly dressing his lover, who was too sated to do
anything but passively accept his attentions.  When Chakotay was fully
dressed again, he looked at Tom, smiling, more aware.

"What about you?"

"I'll keep....till tonight."

"Are you sure?"  Chakotay pulled him close, tracing the evidence of
his arousal through the uniform slacks.

"Well...ahhh, maybe....ohhh, yes," Tom moaned, incoherently, thrusting
into that sure, clever touch.

"I'd better get these slacks off, at least, or you can explain to the
Captain, because I am not going to," Chakotay smiled.

Tom lifted his hips, incapable of speech, allowing Chakotay to slip
his slacks and boxers down, baring his aching arousal.  Chakotay
smiled, and wrapped a warm brown hand around Tom's arousal, moving
gently up and down the heated length.  Tom gasped and moaned,
thrusting into Chakotay's hand, loving the feeling of the clever
fingers moving along his aching arousal, coming with a soft cry of
pleasure.

Chakotay pulled a handkerchief from his uniform, and gently cleaned
Tom, then repaid Tom's earlier thoughtfulness by dressing his lover as
he had been dressed a few minutes before.

With a last kiss, Chakotay gave the order to start the turbolift.

As they stepped onto the bridge, Chakotay adjusted his sleeves, Tom
hadn't quite gotten them how he liked to wear them.

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The End