The BLTS Archive- Love Hurts Part Fourteen by Karen (CP4Karen@aol.com) ---- Disclaimer: Paramount owns them. I imply no copyright infringement. c1998 Karen --- "Did you hear something?" Vorik looked up from his in-depth study of his lover's hoo-haw and raised one eyebrow. "I was...otherwise occupied." Harry grinned. "Forgive me for the interruption. Please, carry on with your...occupation." Vorik pulled Harry's taut hindquarters onto his thighs and began a slow, seductive pumping of the impressive love lance standing tall before him. Harry's eyes rolled towards his newly blond hairline and his knees tried to follow as the sensation overwhelmed his naturally 'toppish' inclinations. All thoughts of the rustling heard earlier were forgotten. "Punkin....." Vorik sighed with ecstasy as he took advantage of this remarkable turn of events. He would show his lover the wonders of submitting to the ultimate invasion. The golden globes before him quivered as he sank into this virgin territory.... ...this undiscovered country. --- Kathryn grinned as the moaning increased, and nodded to B'Elanna and Seven. When the sounds from the cabin next to them had begun to drown out their own, they had become curious. It took little effort to override the privacy lock and investigate the boys' love nest. Captain Kat smiled. Maybe it was time to expand their little clan again....nah. She shook her head and gestured towards the door. No, they were cute but they were just a little too sweet for her taste. With one last look, B'Elanna shrugged and trotted to catch up with Seven. She had decided that she liked her blondes a little curvier.... --- Tommy sensed that there was something different about the holoDoc. Well, more than just the outfit and the music and the fact that he had apparently been playing house with the big guy for the past few days....and well, the sickbay certainly looked different-- Tom forced himself back to the subject at hand. "He's mine, Doc. Your little games are going to have to stop." X sneered at the bit of fluff before him. How in the hell did this 'child' end up with the potential to dethrone Q as the premiere race? Raising the hypo he stepped forward. "My games have just begun, Tommy. I realize that you're somewhat upset over my destruction of your universe, but it can't be helped. Q must survive." Chakotay looked up at the pair. Obviously he had missed some major piece of news while he was...'incommunicado', but this was...Tom turned and smiled briefly at his lover and then stepped sideways to further protect the Commander. This was arousing. //What the hell am I thinking?!// Chakotay forced himself to his feet and stood next to the slim blond seeking to protect him. Unobtrusively adjusting his speedo, he growled at the holoDoctor. "Who are you?" Chakotay ground out as 'Raoul' winked at him. "I am the essence of dreams and nightmares." "Bullshit." All heads turned at Q's droll remark. X stiffened. "I beg your pardon?" Q shook his head and pushed off from the wall he had been leaning against. All eyes grew wide as Q casually patted X on the ass and then strolled slowly over to stand next to Tom. "I had hoped that you would finally catch a clue or at least read the yearly newsletter and figure out why this was going on. But as usual, Sweetie, you've everything ass backwards." --- Tuvok quietly stroked his mate's mane. They had said their good-byes, and now were quietly waiting for the end. However, making a life together in space had shown them that nothing was certain. Their future together could possibly be measured in years or seconds. Each breath could be their last but they had their love and each other, and therefore would accept either knowing that their end would be met in each other's arms. Neelix stirred and looked up into his loved one's beautifully dark eyes. "My ass is going to sleep." Tuvok smiled to himself. Trust Neelie to inject some life into their deaths. And some other things. "Would a massage alleviate the problem?" Neelix sat up and pushed Tuvok onto his belly. He leaned over and whispered into Tuvie's ear. "I'll keep that in mind if this doesn't work." --- "What do you mean I have everything backwards? I know that for some reason you like these little piss ants, but to voluntarily allow them to create the race that will overthrow the continuum? It's insane!" Smirking at the gasps from the lovers next to him, Q spoke. "If you had read Q's entire paper, you would have seen that this will not replace the Q, it will create the Q!" Sighing, he walked over to his ex-spouse and patted him on the arm. "Sweetie, just trust me for once. Temporal mechanics were never your strong point." X blushed at the term of endearment. The divorce may have been his idea, but he had harbored the hope that Q would come after him. Instead he had married that red-haired slut and actually fathered a child. X shuddered at the renewed pain. Q's eyes grew wide as the other's thoughts slammed into him. //He still loves me....// "X, look at me. Do you really think that I would voluntarily hand over the reins of reality to others?" Q grinned. "You know that I am much too egotistical for that." X sniffed. "Q is eternal. We have been here forever and if we stop these two, that will remain a constant." "In a sense that is true, but you know as I do that time is fluid, a huge ocean of events all existing. This moment will continue forever even though it seems to be passing into history." Chakotay reached over to smooth the frown line that was growing between his baby's eyes. "How will my making love to Tom create a race that has existed for all time?" Tommy nodded silently. Q grinned. "Actually, if you remember your previous delusions, it's the other way around. You will carry the seed." Tom bounced in anticipation. //I get to be on top!// Chakotay grinned slightly. "That still doesn't answer my question." Q shrugged and gathered X into his arms. They had much talking to do. After a brief kiss, he turned to the Commander. "Don't sweat it, Handsome. Just think Anorax, Krenim....oh, that's right, you don't remember that year! Anyway, trust me, you do not *do* temporal theory well." Q smiled. "Computer, initiate EMH." X and Q vanished in a flash. "Please state the nature--what the FUCK happened to my sickbay!!" --- First officer's quarters- later that day..... Tom sighed and looked up from his position across Chakotay's lap. They had been amazed to find that most of the crew had been completely unaware of the Commander's kidnapping. In fact, when they had tried to report to the Captain, they had been informed that they had the bridge and she would be back the first of next week. "Chakotay, I find it a little spooky that they ran the ship for all that time without the senior staff and weren't really too concerned." The older man frowned and nodded. Tom hadn't had to sit through the three hour debriefing with Ayala. He shrugged. It really was amazing just how much the other man had been able to convey using shadow puppets and claymation figures. "It didn't run that smoothly, Baby. The turbolifts and door mechanisms were off-line most of that time. Everyone just sat on their asses until you got Harry and Vorik to work on the problem." Tom grinned. Harry's new hair color had been a definite surprise. And a turn-on. "Cha, I don't suppose you've ever considered bleaching your hair?" His lover looked up from where he had been cornrowing Tom's chest hair. "One blond in this relationship is enough." "Speaking of relationships, Big Man, when are we going to consummate ours?" Chakotay gazed deeply into the sapphire eyes before him. Tom squirmed at the lust growing in his big man's virile countenance. "Well, my people have a saying...." A brief bout of panting, following by a small breathy "Yes?" "Let's fuck." --- Well, that about ends it, folks. For the record, Tom and Chakotay are still together, churning out the little bundles of joy. B'Elanna, Seven and Kathryn are still together churning out whatever they doggone well please. Tuvie and Neelie are out of the cargo bay and in a state of bliss. And the only arguing in Harry and his Punkin's lives comes from deciding who gets to be the bottom every night. The crew of the Voyager send you their thanks for hanging in there to the bitter end of this saga.