The BLTS Archive - Treasure Hunt by ILuvKate

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B'Elanna entered the last set of instructions on the PADD and, with a
wicked grin, sat back in her chair, paging through the list of
instructions she'd entered into the device. She giggled. Kathryn would
be nuts by the time she got to the middle. Which is exactly how she
wanted her sexy spouse: hot, wet, wild, and more than ready for her.
Mmmhmmm, she thought, almost licking her lips. This was going to be
fun. And she needed a break, some R&R in the worst way after the past
week, when a violent plasma storm had badly damaged Voyager,
necessitating double, even triple shifts in some instances. She and
Kathryn had not slept together for nearly four days, had eaten one
hurried meal together in the Mess Hall, and had not had five minutes
together just to relax since the storm hit. So not only was she ready
for a break, she knew Kathryn was.

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Kathryn entered her Ready Room and walked over to her desk. She was
still tired, even after a relatively restful night in bed. She missed
B'Elanna sorely. When this crisis was finally over, she was going to
spend 24 hours straight with her lovely Klingon mate, and if she got
her way, 20 of those hours would be spent making love.

She sat down at her desk and spied the brightly wrapped package.
Goodness, a birthday present! She'd forgotten about her approaching
birthday with all that was going on. She glanced at the tag as she
picked it up and smiled. B'Elanna, of course, had not forgotten. She
undid the paper and stared bemused at the PADD inside. What on earth?
She keyed the device.


"Happy Birthday, darling," she read.
"For your birthday, I'm going to make mad, passionate love to
you....in stages. You must find me in the places listed."


Kathryn glanced at the row of text below this message.


"'A'" is for 'ardent' which how I feel about you," it said. "You can
find me in A-----."

She blinked. "A." What began with A? She thought. Then her face lit up
in a satisfied grin. Astrometrics. The Astrometrics Lab. She tapped
her commbadge.

"Janeway to Chakotay," she said.

"Chakotay here, Captain," came her First Officer's response.

"Commander, I'm taking the day off," she said. "You have the bridge."

"Very good, Captain," he replied. "I'm glad. Enjoy yourself."

"Thank you," Kathryn replied. "I intend to. Janeway out." She took off
her commbadge. Rising, she went over to a closet where she kept a
spare uniform and some spare civvies. One never knew. She donned a
soft tunic and trousers, but nothing else, leaving her underwear
there.


Arriving in Astrometrics, she found the lab deserted. She stepped
inside. "B'Elanna?" she called.

"That didn't take long," came B'Elanna's throaty voice. Kathryn walked
in the direction of the voice and rounding a console, came upon
B'Elanna, dressed in something black and slinky, reclining on a pad
spread out on the floor. Kathryn laid the PADD on the console, and
came over to where B'Elanna lay, and dropped to her knees.

"Gods, I've missed you, love," she said huskily, reaching out to
stroke B'Elanna's cheek. Her eyes traveled down to where she could see
the outline of B'Elanna's lush breasts straining against the fabric.
She leaned forward to kiss B'Elanna, her hand going to cup one of
those delicious mounds.

Deftly, B'Elanna captured the roving hand, kissing Kathryn so hotly,
that Kathryn barely noticed B'Elanna had stopped her from fondling.
Gently, B'Elanna eased her back until she lay flat, kissing from her
jawline to her ear, running her tongue inside the ear and then kissing
down her throat. She knew what drove Kathryn wild and she plied her
sexy craft expertly. She had Kathryn's hands trapped in one of hers as
she continued to kiss her, bracing herself on her other hand.

After several searing moments of this torment, B'Elanna abruptly rose
gracefully to her feet, grinning wickedly down at a writhing,
frustrated Kathryn who reached for her. She evaded the grasping hands.
"Time to go on to the next letter, darling," she teased. "You remember
the next one, don't you?" Without another word, she vanished around a
console.

Kathryn flopped back down with a frustrated groan. Then she got to her
feet. Snatching up the PADD, she glared at it as though it were to
blame for this state of affairs and read the next set of instructions.

"B," she said aloud, brow wrinkling. Of course "bedroom" came
immediately to mind, but that was far too obvious. She meandered out
of Astrometrics, thinking.

"B," she said aloud. "B....," and then she had an idea. It was just
weird enough to appeal to B'Elanna. She headed down the corridor,
stepped onto the turbolift. "Brig," she ordered the computer.

B'Elanna was indeed in the brig, stretched out on its narrow bunk.
Kathryn briefly considered keying in a lock command and making her
mischievous spouse stay there a while, but her desire overrode her
inclination and instead she punched the forcefield off and entered the
cell. B'Elanna turned over on her back as Kathryn approached, holding
her arms out to welcome her. Kathryn stretched out on top of her
lover's lush body and kissed her eyes, nose, and chin. They kissed and
caressed, but B'Elanna carefully controlled Kathryn's access to her
body, keeping her occupied with kisses and caresses that elicited
groans of need from her. She drew Kathryn ever closer to the pinnacle
of desire, but denied her it. Suddenly, without warning, she rolled
Kathryn off of her and jumped up from the bunk and trotted out of the
brig, blowing her frustrated lover an airy kiss as she disappeared
through the door.

"I'm gonna kill her." With a muttered curse, Kathryn climbed off the
bunk, retrieved her PADD, and left the brig, wondering once more,
where she'd find her tormentor next.

C....what on earth could C be? She walked up one corridor and down
another, heedless of her surroundings or crew she passed. C...C...she
racked her brain for an idea. Then she stopped dead still in the
middle of the corridor and snapped her fingers. "Catwalk?" she mused.
"The catwalk in Engineering?" That would appeal to B'Elanna's sense of
daring, that was true. Well, she thought, hurrying off toward a
turbolift. Can't hurt to check.

She found B'Elanna lounging on a blanket spread out on the catwalk
grid....stark naked. Kathryn gasped, glancing down into main
Engineering, which, to be sure, seemed to be largely deserted, but she
could hear one or two crew moving about below. She knelt beside
B'Elanna running her eyes hungrily over her dusky delicious flesh
she'd been trying to get at for two hours this morning. "You're crazy,
woman," she murmured, reaching out to stroke the soft side of
B'Elanna's breast. Adroitly, B'Elanna caught the hand, turning it to
kiss the palm, her tongue swirling wet little designs into it. Then
she pulled Kathryn forward suddenly, clamping an arm about her waist,
trapping her arms, and devouring her mouth.

Kathryn struggled uselessly in the iron grip, her senses inflamed by
the knowledge that B'Elanna's naked body was pressed against hers. She
could smell B'Elanna's hot sex and she almost growled at being denied
it. B'Elanna kissed her until they were both gasping.

"Let me go!" Kathryn said hoarsely. "I've got to have you, lover! Let
me g--" Her words were smothered by a hot hungry mouth once again and
B'Elanna's tongue thrust against hers, insistent and searching.
B'Elanna kissed her with deliberate and inflaming sensuality and
Kathryn's head spun. The world became for her that seeking mouth and
probing tongue and she accepted it eagerly. She became dimly aware
that one of B'Elanna's hands was kneading one of her breasts and she
struggled again, heat boiling through her body at the touch.

Suddenly, she was on her back, gasping, trying to orient herself and
she felt B'Elanna rise and disappear. She managed to sit upright.
"B'Elanna! Dammit!" she hissed, mindful of the crew below. She smacked
the catwalk grid with her fist. So help me, she thought. I will make
her pay.

She got to her feet, wondering how B'Elanna had managed to make it out
of Engineering naked without being seen. She must've been planning
this for weeks, the little witch. She glanced at the PADD. Which she
actually did not need. She knew the alphabet. Now D. D. That was a
difficult one. What place on the ship began with D? Deck, but that
could be any place on the ship. And there was no clue as to what
number deck, if indeed deck was where B'Elanna meant her to go next.

She walked out of Engineering, thinking, and then she smiled. Docking
port. The area where Voyager could dock at a space station. Pleased
with herself, she sauntered down the corridor to the turbolift.

B'Elanna sat propped against a bulkhead near the docking port, hands
clasped behind her head. She was dressed, but Kathryn noted that her
top was unbuttoned, and open, revealing the tantalizing glimpse of the
curve of a breast. Kathryn stopped in the hatchway and lounged against
the jam. For a couple of long moments they exchanged looks. B'Elanna
gave an impudent grin.

"Having fun?" she teased. Kathryn didn't move, but grinned back
lazily.

"Oh, yes," she drawled. "Loads." Neither said anything for a minute,
and then B'Elanna got to her feet lithely, buttoning her top.

"Guess we'll just go on to the next letter then," she said blandly.
She started past Kathryn and was almost by her when Kathryn's arm
snaked out and snared her, jerking her close. Kathryn's lips brushed
B'Elanna's with just the barest of touches.

"You think," she said sibilantly, "that you're very smart,
sweetheart--" She broke off, gasping as B'Elanna suddenly put a hand
between her legs, cupping her mound, the heel of her hand grinding
softly into the heat there. "B-B'Elanna-a-a," she groaned, her hand
going to B'Elanna's and covering it. Slowly and deliberately B'Elanna
stroked her hand backward, pressing into the cleft of Kathryn's sex.
Kathryn groaned again. B'Elanna had stoked her fires so well, through
A, B, and C, that she was having trouble controlling her desire.
B'Elanna continued to stroke and Kathryn shuddered with pleasure, her
head lolling back, her eyes closed. She slumped against the bulkhead
as B'Elanna increased her pace.

And then suddenly, B'Elanna was gone, vanished like a wisp of smoke in
a wind tunnel. Kathryn cried out in frustration. B'Elanna's voice
drifted back to her.

"Don't do yourself, baby doll," she purred. "Or the game's over.
Finis." After a minute or two, Kathryn grimly pushed herself erect and
stalked out of the docking port. Onto E. Engineering was too obvious
and they'd been there already, she decided, so that left Environmental
Controls.

B'Elanna, naked from the waist up, was waiting for her, lounged
against a console, arms out to either side, bracing herself. "Hi,
darling," she said sultrily. "You deserve a little reward. Come," she
gestured to her bare breasts. "Help yourself." Kathryn came over to
her and bent to take an erect nipple into her mouth, sucking it
gently, rolling it on her tongue. "Oh, yes, baby," B'Elanna murmured.
"That's so good....yes..." Kathryn moved from breast to breast,
kissing, licking, sucking, stroking and fondling. It gave her no small
measure of satisfaction to see a flush in B'Elanna's dusky cheeks and
the glitter of desire in her dark eyes. B'Elanna took her chin in her
hand and kissed her deeply and Kathryn kissed her back just as hard.
She brought her hands around to cup B'Elanna's bottom, rewarded with a
soft grunt from her lover. Kathryn kneaded the firm globes of flesh,
pressing B'Elanna closer to her.

Abruptly, B'Elanna pulled away, snatching up her top as she left the
room. "Hurry, darling," she said, and disappeared. By now, Kathryn was
resolute. 21 more letter, 20 actually before she would be admitted to
heaven. She sighed. F, where would F be?

F proved to be the firing chamber, G the gym, H was the Hydroponics
Bay, and I was Inertial Dampening Controls in the lower decks. J was,
without surprise, the Jefferies tube she and B'Elanna had played around
in one day when she took her "Busman's Holiday" as Chakotay called it.
K proved to be the kitchen, and Kathryn wondered how B'Elanna had
managed to make sure Neelix was out of it. The Mess Hall was deserted,
too. L proved to be a little tricky, but Kathryn finally figured out
that B'Elanna was in their living room. "You're reaching," she teased
B'Elanna who shrugged and laughed. M turned out to be the
Metallurgical Lab and once again, B'Elanna had been daring, depositing
herself in a storeroom off the main lab, with crew at work in the lab.
Navigational Controls proved to be the next site, with the Observation
Lounge after that, proving to be an easy guess. Photon torpedo tube
was hard to guess, but it finally occurred to Kathryn and sure enough
B'Elanna was there, naked once again. B'Elanna was beginning to be
impatient now, allowing Kathryn a little more leeway in touching her,
but still not bringing her to climax. That was still seven letters
away.

At the start of her message to Kathryn on the PADD, B'Elanna had
stated that Q, X, and Y were not going to be part of the game because
there were no places or items that began with those letters. Thank God
for small favors, Kathryn thought as she headed for the Ready Room,
which had to be R. Sure enough, it was, and she and B'Elanna very
nearly ended the game there on the couch, but B'Elanna pulled away in
time, leaving Kathryn groaning on the couch.

S turned out to be Sickbay. B'Elanna said she deactivated the Doctor
with a time delay. They both ended up naked on a biobed and once again
they very nearly lost control. In fact, Kathryn was on the point of
pulling away herself when B'Elanna rolled off the biobed and hurriedly
pulled on her clothes, racing out of Sickbay. Kathryn followed more
slowly. She knew the Transporter Room was the next spot. They
carefully embraced and kissed, keeping themselves tightly under
control. B'Elanna left, heading for the United Federation of Planets
plaque that hung on the wall of the briefing room, putting the room's
table to good use. Viewport was an almost instantaneous guess because
it was at the main viewport in the Observation Lounge that Kathryn had
asked B'Elanna to be her life-mate.

Kathryn snorted with laughter when she found B'Elanna at the Waste
Reclamation controls for W and they both laughed as they kissed and
caressed, now stoking each other to a fever pitch in anticipation the
end that was near at hand.

In their quarters, B'Elanna lay sprawled on their bed, naked, thighs
spread. Kathryn laughed out loud at the "Z" neatly inscribed with
whipped cream adorning B'Elanna's sex. Undressing, she climbed on the
bed and crawled between B'Elanna's thighs. Bending her head, she began
to lick away the cream with teasing little licks. She glanced up at
B'Elanna who lay watching her through heavy-lidded eyes, the tip of
her tongue visible between her lips. Kathryn grinned. "I always did
like dessert," she said.

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Copyright 1998 ILuvKate