The BLTS Archive - Screwed and Perfect, Revisited
by Jan and June (janandjune@aol.com)

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with apologies to torch <g>

DISCLAIMER: Paramount owns these characters and the good ship Voyager.
I am sure that Paramount in *no* way sanctions the use of these
copyrighted characters for such a story as this.   This story is
copyright Jan (of Jan and June), 1996.   I am writing this for fun,
not for profit.  Please feel  free to save, send or archive, but not
to sell or alter the story.

Jan here:  This is what happens when you read a story by torch and
then leave town for a week without computer access.  The whole time I
was gone, torch's Tom and Chakotay were rattling around in my head,
and I was cursing her <g> for leaving poor Tom hanging like that.
Finally I had to write it down.  Torch  was kind enough to say she
liked it, and suggested I post, so here it is.

This story follows directly on torch's "Screwed and Perfect," and owes
its inspiration to torch and its format to Manuel Puig and (more
recently) to Sue Love and YCD.  Any flaws in the story are all mine.

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<lick>

<silence>

<lick>

Mmmph . . .

<lick>

Wha--?  Tom, are you licking my ear?

Hmm? <lick>

<roll> You woke me up . . .

I'm hungry.

That's why you were licking my ear?

That's one reason . . . mmmm . . .

<snuggle>

. . . this is the other . . .

Mmmm.

You feel good, Chakotay . . .

So do you . . .

But I really am hungry.

<groan> So replicate something.

No, I have a better idea.  Let's raid the mess hall.

<splutter> What?!

Come on, Chakotay.  It'll be fun!

What's gotten into you?

<snicker> Well, actually, if you remember . . .

Okay, Tom, *don't* answer that question. <blush> But if you're really
hungry, why do you want to raid the mess hall?  Do you really think
you'll find something you can eat in there?

I don't know . . . but just think how happy we could make
Neelix--breaking in to get more of his food . . .

You're going to have to do better than that to get me down there, Tom.
<yawn>

Hey, maybe I just thought of a new use for leola root . . . <leer> . .
. I could give you a private demonstration--

<choke> No way am I going down there with you now!

--something Neelix never even thought of, I'll bet! <wiggle>

<chuckle> You've really got a one-track mind, Tom.  You know that?

Yeah, and right now my mind's on  . . . <lick> eating.  <rustle>

Wouldn't you rather stay here in bed with me?

I told you, I'm hungry.  Are you coming?

<pause> Are you out of replicator rations, Tom?  Because I could . . .

No!  Stop stalling, Chakotay.  Deep down, you know you want to go too
.  . .

<groan>

Come on, just put this on. <toss>

<rustle> This better be worth it, Lieutenant. <glower>

Oh, it will be, Commander. <grin> Let's go.

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<whisper> Maybe we should turn on the lights?

Are you kidding?  This is a *raid*!  Do you want to spoil all the fun?
The starlight's bright enough . . .

I don't know how you talked me into this.

Admit it, Chakotay.  You can't resist me.

<silence>

Hey . . . <softly> it's almost tomorrow.  Don't you have something to
tell me soon?

<pause> You know, I think I *am* starting to feel a little hungry . .
.

<sigh> What a tease . . . If I weren't starving, I'd--

So, what's good to eat in here?  Or, should I say, what's even edible?

Let me see . . . hey, karini fruit!  Catch, Chakotay!

OW!

Oh, yeah . . . watch out for those spikes. <snicker> They're a little
stiff.

Why, you little . . .

<giggle> Careful, Chakotay, you're crushing the fruit.  Don't make a
mmmfph---<splutter>

<chuckle> What's that, Tom?  You say you want some more? <smash>

<choke> <laugh> Look what you've done!  It's all over my mmmph . . .

Enough? <laugh>

Enough!  Enough!  <laugh> <pant> Look, you've ruined my shirt . . .
guess I'll have to---<shrug><rustle>

Good.

<grin> Okay, Chakotay, if you've finished having your fun, let's see
if we can find something to go with this fruit . . .

Like what?

I don't know . . . juice or something.

<shift> Mmm . . . I can think of *something* . . . <nibble>

Oooh-- <gasp> is this why you ruined my shirt? <shiver> You know, you
could have just *asked* me to  take it off, Chakotay.

But isn't this more *fun*? <nibble>

<moan> Well, yeah . . .

<pause> What are you doing?

Trying to reach . . . here you go, Chakotay.  Irivian juice.  A Delta
Quadrant specialty.  Let me pour --- oops!

<yell> Damn!  It's cold!

Oh no!  How clumsy of me!  <laugh> I never meant to . . .

Oh, no, of *course* you didn't! <rustle><shrug>  You wouldn't be
trying to repay me for the karini fruit, would you?

<giggle> I swear I'm innocent . . .. but, now that you mention it,
it's only *fair* that you had to take off your shirt, too. <snicker>

Well, I'm wet and cold now.  I hope you're happy.

Oh, I am.  Here.  Let me help dry you off . . . <lick>

There's a towel over on the . . . ohhhh <shiver>

Hmmm? <lick> Mmm.  Tastes good.  Sweet. <lick>

<breath> You'd better . . .

Oh, you're right . . . I did miss a spot down here . . . <lick>

<gasp> I don't think . . . are you sure that's helping, Tom?

<lick> Aren't you getting warmer, Chakotay? <nibble>

Warmer . . . yes. <breath> But . . . dryer? <moan>  What are you
*doing*?

<zip> Just trying to help . . . your pants suddenly seem to be a
little too tight . . .

Oh no you don't, Tom! <gasp> this isn't . . . the place . . . <moan>

<lick> Oh, this is the place, all right . . . <kiss>

No-ooooh Tom . . . not in the mess hall . . . <gasp>

Mmmm . . . <slurp>

<pant> <gasp>

<pause> Not in the mess hall, Commander?  Would you like to leave now?
Go someplace else?

Nooo . . . oh, Tom, you can't stop now . . . <thrust>

Mmph! <chuckle> <slurp>

Oh, Oh! <gasp> Oh, gods! <yell> <translation unavailable>

<pant>

<pant>

<sigh>

Tom . . .

Hmm?

<sigh> What do you *do* to me?

<grin> You mean you don't act like this normally?

<choke> <laugh> No . . . you must be a bad influence.

Or a good one.  Seems like you're having fun, Chakotay. <smile>

I am. <pause> Damn, Tom, you're beautiful.

<stretch> You just notice that?  Guess I should bring you to the mess
hall more often . . .

No.

No?

No, I didn't just notice.

Oh *really*?  When did ---

<kiss> You talk *entirely* too much, Tom. <kiss>

<moan> But I need . . . <gasp>

<nibble> You need *what*?

Ohh. <breath> I need to *know*, Chakotay.

<pause>

Chakotay?

<pause> It's important to you, isn't it?

<sigh> Yes.

Why?

Because I've been . . . caring about you . . . <gulp> loving you for a
long time.  I wasn't sure you could feel  . . . good feelings about
me.

Well, I can.  I *do*. <pause> How long have you felt this way, Tom?

Since New Earth.

That long?

When we left you there, I felt--well, I can't explain what exactly.
Sad . .  .  depressed.  I don't know.  I was glad you had the captain
there--that you weren't alone--but I almost wished . . . <blush>

You wished it was you instead of her?

<laugh> Yeah . . . guess that sounds pretty stupid.

Not really.  <pause>

Well?

<sigh> Okay.  I guess it was a gradual thing.  But yes, New Earth was
part of it for me, too.

Really?  Even though the captain . . . ?

<laugh> I get the feeling a lot of people on this ship misunderstand
my relationship with the captain.  <pause> Yes, Tom.  I missed you
while we were down there.  And it gave me time to get over my hurt
feelings from the ruse.

Oh.

Then when Seska took Voyager, and you were lost in that shuttle . . .
I thought---

You thought I was dead?

Yes.  But I knew that if you weren't you'd bring Voyager back to us.
And you did.

I *had* to.

I know, Tom.  And I don't know when I've ever been so glad to see
anyone as I was to see you on the bridge that day . . .

<blush>

And *not* just because you rescued us.  What I felt . . . I knew then
it was more than just relief.  I wanted  to hold you in my arms . . .

<whisper> Do it, Chakotay.

<shift> . . . like this . . .

<sigh>

And kiss you . . . <kiss>

<moan> Oh, yes . . .

And tell you how I felt . . .

<whisper> tell me now . . . please . . .

I love you, Tom.

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The End