The BLTS Archive- Paris
Story Four: In The Evening
by Karen (CP4Karen@aol.com)

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Disclaimer: Paramount owns them. I imply no copyright  infringement.

c1998 Karen

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"Chakotay?"

"Lights, one quarter."

The lights rise and so does Chakotay.  Slowly, as if he's afraid that
he's going to startle me, he makes his way to stand just centimeters
away.

The son of a bitch is smiling.  So much for an apology.

"I'm sorry, Tom."

OK, so I was wrong.  But why the smile?

"I talked to Harry."

My first inclination is to deny everything.  Except that I don't know
what Harry said.  My defenses  come to the fore.

"That's nice.  Harry can be very understanding. I hope it helped?"
From the look on his face,  he's not buying what I'm selling.

A very large sigh.  "Can we just talk?  There are some things that I
have to say and I need to know that you are going to listen without
giving me a ration of bullshit."

I want to hit him.  Doesn't he realize that my  bullshit is the only
defense that I have against him?  Against dropping to my knees and
begging him to please give us a chance?  To give *me* a chance?

I swallow the frustration.  "Go ahead, Commander."

A long look, and then he takes me not-so-gently by the arm and leads
me to the couch.

I beat him to the punch.  "How did you know that I would be coming to
my quarters?"

"Kathryn."

Fuck.  Talk about a sucker punch.

"Kathryn?"

The big man smiles.  "She told me that she dropped the charges after
you two talked."  A bigger grin. "She also told me what you said.  Are
you totally insane or just tired of serving in Starfleet?"

I try to grin back.  "It needed to be said, and I thought that the
only way to get her to *really* listen was to shock her into doing
it."

"Well, you did.  And it worked.  She and B'Elanna are working things
out as we speak."

I relaxed.  "I never thought that I'd say it, but I'm glad. In fact,
I'm glad that they have each other."

Oh, hell.  Why not throw common sense completely  out of the air lock?

"I've thought about it a lot this week, and I've come to the
conclusion that B'Elanna and I were a mistake. Oh, don't get me
wrong,"  I say as he opens his mouth to speak,  "I loved her.  A lot
of me still does.  But I  realized that I have.....needs that she
can't handle."

I'm blushing furiously by now.

A big hand cups my chin and forces my eyes to the black ones before
me.  He's smiling again.

"That I definitely want to talk about, but first.....oh, hell!"

A pair of strong arms suddenly come my way, and I   find myself lying
across Chakotay's lap.  His lips cover mine and I jump as he literally
sucks my tongue into his mouth.

"Gods, Big Man, warn a guy!"

I try to push him back, to gain some semblance of control over my
actions.  He pulls me back in and this time the kiss is slower,
gentler, but no less heated.  I moan into his mouth and then grin as
he  returns the volley.

"Spirits!"

I'm still lying across his lap, but he puts just enough distance
between us so that we can gaze into each other's eyes.

"Tom, I need to tell you about the other night."

I try to stop him.  To tell him that I understand, but a big finger on
my lips demands my silence.

"I originally asked you in to let you know what had happened between
Kathryn and B'Elanna.  I don't know why, but I wanted to be the one to
tell you. I wanted it to come from someone who understood exactly what
you were feeling."

He leans back and closes his eyes.

"All of a sudden, I couldn't stand it.  I hated what  they had done to
me.  I hated the fact that I had just stood there and didn't try to
argue against her throwing  our relationship away.  I wanted to escape
all that pain and you were there, and available, and hurting too..."

"I know.  I could tell you were angry at first."

Chakotay grimaces and touches my cheek in silent apology.  I shake my
head.

"But it changed.  One moment you were pounding  me through the
mattress, and then it was like you  were trying to kill me with
pleasure.  You went from  just fucking me to making love.
Unfortunately, we  didn't have the relationship to support that."

I sit up and kiss him on the nose.  "I want the sex, but this time I
want the relationship too."

I reach over and begin to slowly unfasten his shirt.  "I told you that
I have needs. I discovered that there was nothing more satisfying than
being  taken and filled by someone stronger than me."

Chakotay's eyes widen and if possible, grow even  blacker.

Shirt gone, I go to work on that beautiful chest.  I nip at a small
brown nipple and he hisses his  appreciation.  I move to it's twin.

"You showed me that superior strength could be  used gently, not just
in coercion.  I want to return  the favor.  Let me bring you pleasure,
Big Man."

Kneeling between Chakotay's knees, I remove  his moccasins.  Opening
his pants, I begin to work  them off of his hips.  He lifts his ass
and soon the  object of my search is revealed.

"Tom!"

I bury my face in his scent and soon have that  luscious cock standing
at attention.  Slowly stroking the insides of his thighs, I watch as
it rises to stand high against his belly, glistening with need.

I move in for the kill.

"Where do you want to take me, Big Man," I ask in my best purr.

It works.

For the second time in a week, I find my XO pushing, half carrying me
across a living room. Somewhere along the way, I lose my clothes;
sighing as I hear the ruination of yet another pair of pants.

Having the presence of mind, I manage to pull open the drawer of my
night stand and quickly grab the small tube.  It isn't easy, because
Chakotay has lifted me completely  off my feet and turned me to kneel
at the  head of the bed.

"Stay right there."

Gods, I'm so hard I could scream.  He soon returns, carrying a couple
of towels and wearing the biggest grin that I have ever seen on the
man.

"You look good in that color, Big Man."

Chakotay grins and looks down at his purpling  erection.  He carefully
knee walks his way up  behind me and runs two hot hands around my
waist.  Running lazy circles over my chest and  belly, he suddenly
dips his head.

"Gods!"

I jerk and come all over the head board. Chakotay laughs and kisses
the red mark he has just placed on my neck.

"Sometimes gentle is boring."

I think I'm in love.

He rubs one big hand in a soothing motion on my  left shoulder and my
neck.  I hear the click of a  cap and the hand disappears.  It
reappears on my belly as he carefully uses the other to stretch me.
It hurts so good.  He growls as I begin to fuck myself on his hand.

Pulling me back a bit from the headboard,  he parts my knees with one
strong thigh.  That  big hand pushes my shoulders forward and then
re-wraps itself around my waist.

I feel his erection as it unerringly finds it's way to my core.  A
deep breath from us both and he's slipped just inside.

Slowly, he teases his way in, a centimeter at a time.  I feel a soft
kiss on my back and the hand on my belly begins reassuring circles.

"Cha..."

I feel his pelvis come to rest against my ass and he sighs deeply
against the side of my throat.

"You feel so good, baby."

My muscles begin to relax, no longer trying to expel the fiery
intruder.  He begins a slow, deep thrusting and I realize that I'm
leaking like an antique faucet.

What this man does to me......

The tempo increases and soon his arm is wrapped  tightly around my
waist.  His other comes to rest next to my left where I fiercely grip
the top of the headboard.  The pleasure builds and soon I'm  moaning
continuously.

Another nip of my neck and then:

"I want you to come for me now, baby."

Gods!

My release triggers his, and we convulse together  in silent ecstasy.

I realize that I've come twice without ever touching  my cock.

"You OK, baby?"

"Gods, Big Man.  What's that old saying?  Rode hard  and put away
wet?"

A snort.

He carefully withdraws and then pulls me down to lie across his chest.
I kiss him deeply and sigh.

"Remind me to send Kathryn and B'Elanna roses."

He chuckles wearily and pulls my head down to rest on his shoulder.
I'm almost asleep but I hear him mumble something.

"What did you say?"  I feel him shake his head.

"Nothing."

I mull over what I think I've heard as I relax  and fall again towards
the warm darkness of sleep.

Something about spring time......

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The End