The BLTS Archive - Day Of Honor by RvrendJim (rvrendjim@aol.com) -- This story contains graphic depictions of sexual intercourse between two women. If you are under eighteen, easily offended, homophobic, pea brained, or otherwise hung up, seek out thy entertainment elsewhere cause this just ain't your bag. Star Trek and related characters are the property of the Paramount/Viacom megabeast. --- Captain Kathryn Janeway stared intently at the main viewscreen, as if by sheer determination she could see with the naked eye what the ship's sensors could not - a Federation shuttlecraft. Her heart thudded against her chest so loudly that she was sure the entire bridge crew could hear its manic rhythm. Beads of sweat dotted her forehead, and every few moments she would casually swab them away with the back of her hand and hope no one would take notice of her condition. The waiting was madness. Each minute that ticked by seemed even longer than the last one, and with the warp core just sitting in engineering like so much flotsam there wasn't a damn thing she could do but drum her fingers impatiently against the armrest of the command chair and drive herself into a frenzy as the ship limped along at a snail's pace. It had been nearly an hour since Voyager had received the carrier wave bearing a Starfleet signature, a carrier wave emanating from the last known coordinates of the shuttle Cochrane. That signal had been the only communication they'd had with the shuttle since Lieutenants Torres and Paris had gone off to retrieve the ejected warp. Attempts at hailing the shuttle had been met with stoic silence, a silence that nearly deafened Kathryn Janeway as she considered a myriad of possibilities... none of them encouraging. Stop it, she told herself. She knew that kind of speculation did no one any good. There could be any number of innocuous reasons why the shuttle didn't respond to their hails - a communications failure, some kind of interference. Sensors *had* indicated that the system was riddled with ion turbulence, which could easily make communications with the shuttlecraft difficult. Still, Kathryn couldn't shake the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that something was dreadfully wrong, and though she tried to push those feelings aside as casually as she had swept away the sweat on her brow, each passing moment without word or signal from B'Elanna Torres only deepened her uneasiness. Please let her be alive, Kathryn pleaded silently. Dear God... let her be alive. The thought of life without B'Elanna left her feeling so utterly desolate that she wanted to sink to the floor and stay there, curled up into a tight little ball. How could she possibly go on without waking up to that woman's smile every morning? How could she go on knowing that she would never again feel the warmth of that lithe body next to hers in bed, a body so responsive to her touch, so easily roused from the deepest of sleeps for bit of love making before breakfast? How could she go on knowing she would never again feast on the mouth watering delicacy that was the Klingon's sex? The answer to each of her questions was the same... she couldn't go on, not without B'Elanna Torres by her side, which was precisely why B'Elanna Torres had to be alive. She *had* to be alive. Kathryn shook her head, trying to clear it of the nagging doubts haunting her troubled mind. Until she had a reason to believe otherwise, she would simply have to proceed on the assumption that B'Elanna was alive and well. She had to believe that. She needed to believe that. It seemed like an eternity before she heard Tuvok's deep, resonant voice from the tactical station behind her. "Captain, " the Vulcan said, dispassionate, completely devoid of emotion. "Sensors are detecting a considerable amount of debris in the area. Preliminary analysis would seem to indicate that it is the remnants of a Federation shuttlecraft." The chasm that had been forming in Kathryn's paunch ripped open wide, nearly splitting her in two. She rose from the command chair on shaky legs, swallowing the bile rising in the back of her throat. "Scan the debris field, " she said, her voice barely a whisper. The color had drained from her face. She felt cold, empty. Her head began to throb in a synchronous rhythm to her already pounded heart. The bridge was spinning around her, blurring the faces of her crew until they were all so much color and light and flesh, unrecognizable though she was familiar with each and every one of them. Then she felt a strong arm take her by the elbow, steadying her uneasy stance, and she looked up to find the tattooed face of her first officer staring back at her. He said not a word, made no sound, not a whisper... merely gazed into her eyes with a wealth of compassion she could hardly fathom. Her own gaze replied, I can't go on without her. "Captain, " Harry Kim said. "I've got something. It looks like... a pair of environmental suits!" "Life signs?" Kathryn choked. The silence that followed while Harry worked his console seemed to last forever and a day, and Kathryn felt her lips quiver uncontrollably as if the air on the bridge had suddenly grown frigid. "Yes, " Harry reported. "Weak... but present." "Can you get a lock?" "Aye, Captain, " Harry replied. The captain nodded tersely . "Beam them directly to sickbay." As she headed for the turbolift, Kathryn tossed over her shoulder, "You have the bridge, Number One." The lift doors closed behind her, and she was barely able to bark an order before sagging against the wall in exhaustion. The few decks that separated the bridge from sickbay seemed as vast as the space between the Alpha and Delta Quadrants. By the time she arrived in sickbay, B'Elanna had been freed from her environmental suit and was sitting upright on a bio-bed. She looked awful... face a ghostly pale, eyes foggy, hair matted down with sweat. Kathryn fought back the temptation to rush over and scoop B'Elanna into her arms. "Captain, " B'Elanna said. She stiffened to attention. Kathryn smiled warmly. "Lieutenant. What the hell happened out there?" "The Caatati beat us to the warp core, " B'Elanna said. "So I gathered, " Kathryn replied. "And another shuttle lost?" "'Fraid so, " B'Elanna sighed. "It was all we could manage just to get out of there alive." "I'm glad you did, " Kathryn whispered. B'Elanna nodded. "Me, too." The two women stared at each for a long time, both of them oblivious to anything and everything around them. Time stood still... the universe came to a screeching halt. Kathryn took a measured step toward her, shortening the distance between them to just a few scant inches. She reached out, cupping B'Elanna's face in her hands, drinking deeply in the other woman's eyes. She leaned closer, finding B'Elanna's trembling lips and kissing them soundly as hands frantically slid up and down her back. "Oh God, " Kathryn managed to gasp between kisses, "I thought I'd lost you." "I never thought I'd see you again, " B'Elanna murmured. "We encountered some kind of ion turbulence and I lost my supply of oxygen. We had to share... I guess I blacked out. I don't remember anything after that. Gods, Kathryn. I don't ever want to leave you again." "Never, " Kathryn whispered. She drew B'Elanna to her bosom and held her there, comforting her... comforted by the feel *of* her. "Never, my love. I won't let you out of my sight for as long as I live." "Excuse me, " the Doctor interrupted. Kathryn jerked back in surprise, only then remembering that there were others in the room... on the ship... in the universe. "If you're through molesting my patient, I would like to continue with my examination. Then you can have her back, I promise" "Of course, " Janeway replied. She snapped her uniform tautly into place. "I'll see you at home, B'Elanna." Her lover nodded, managing a smile, and as Kathryn left sickbay for their quarters... she got an idea. --- "Kathryn?" B'Elanna called. The doctor had given her a clean bill of health, suggesting only that she take it easy for a few days, and with a curt "thank you" B'Elanna had made a bee line to the quarters she shared with her lover, Kathryn Janeway. Only Kathryn was nowhere to be found. Maybe she was called to the bridge, B'Elanna thought. With a hapless shrug, B'Elanna sullenly headed for the bedroom. A nice hot bath then something to eat sounded good, and it would certainly pass the time until Kathryn returned from whatever emergency had pulled her away this time. B'Elanna barely got through the bedroom door before stopping dead in her tracks, eyes wide, heart thumping, in total shock at what she found. Kathryn was reclined on the bed, completely naked, tendrils of long, auburn hair flowing past her shoulders, just barely touching her breasts. She was stroking herself lazily, her nude body glistening with sweat, looking delectable under the flickering of candlelight... and it was only then that B'Elanna even noticed the dozen or so candles Kathryn had placed around the room, and the Klingon aria that was playing ever so quietly. "Quapla'!" Kathryn growled, her gravelly voice immediately turning B'Elanna's insides to liquid. She licked her lips, smiled thinly, eyes glazing over as she stroked the folds of her womanhood. "K-Kathryn?" B'Elanna gulped. Her lover smiled. "I thought it was time something good happened to you on this day. Who knows, maybe it'll start a trend?" She rolled out of bed, sauntering over to her stupefied lover, who was so stunned that she hadn't budged an inch; she simply stood there in the doorway with a look of confused rapture on her face, panting like a hungry targ awaiting dinner. Kathryn took B'Elanna's hand and brought it to her lips, gently kissing her palm. "I am yours, B'Elanna. Do you want me?" "Oh... yes," B'Elanna whispered. "More than anything." "Then take me," Kathryn smiled. "And I will pleasure you until you beg me to stop." B'Elanna laughed. "Dearest Kathryn... why in God's name would I ever want you to stop?" She pulled Kathryn into her arms and kissed her soundly, hands easily finding bare breasts to massage and caress. Kathryn's mouth yielded quickly under hers and B'Elanna took advantage of it like a good Klingon warrior should, sliding her tongue across Kathryn's lips, relishing the taste of her human sweetness. Kathryn groaned as capable lips and hands ravished her. She reached back, unzipping B'Elanna's uniform jacket and letting it fall to the floor where it was quickly joined by the rest of her lover's clothes. She took B'Elanna's hand and pulled her toward the bed, where B'Elanna quickly seized the initiative. B'Elanna pushed Kathryn back to lay flat on the bed with little urging and was soon on top of her, fingers intertwining, kissing her deeply, hungrily, chewing on her lower lip until Kathryn was whimpering with pleasure. B'Elanna lowered her head, going to work on Kathryn's neck, biting and sucking the tender flesh as Kathryn squirmed underneath her. Strong hands took hold of her bottom, squeezing, groping, fingers probing the crevice of her buttocks. B'Elanna growled her approval, nipping her way down Kathryn's neck with quick, nibbling kisses, finding the sweet taste of sweat and flesh irresistible. Nimble fingers teased her anus and B'Elanna cried out, arching her back, driving herself against Kathryn, swiveling her hips until she felt Kathryn's swollen clitoris bump against her own. "Yes... " Kathryn gasped. "Ohhh... B'Elanna... yes... " B'Elanna continued her manic thrusts, grinding her sex into Kathryn's crotch, howling in pain and ecstasy as fingernails raked her back, digging into the flesh, the sounds of her pleasure mingled with Kathryn's and the Klingon music that echoed around them as they gasped and sighed together. B'Elanna could feel the storm raging inside her, and from the way Kathryn moved underneath her it was evident that she was nearing that blissful crest of orgasm. But it was too soon. Much to soon.... Slowly, B'Elanna began to kiss her way down Kathryn's sweaty body, refusing to let one single inch of her lover's sweet flesh go untouched. Mouth open wide, she licked and sucked and kissed her way down then around Kathryn's breasts, circling them in a figure eight. Kathryn moaned under her ministrations, rolling her head back against the pillow as strong tongue met sensitive nipple, the ensuing battle sending waves of pleasure cascading down her body. "Yes... B'Elanna.... love..." B'Elanna went from one breast to the other, sucking the nipples, squeezing them between her lips, applying a little pressure, then alot more. What her mouth ignored her hands sated, thumbs brushing against the stiffened nipples, making Kathryn shudder. B'Elanna buried her face between Kathryn's breasts, tongue dancing between them, hands cupped around the supple flesh as Kathryn made soft, mewling noises that were sweet music to B'Elanna's ears. She made her way downward once again, kissing, always kissing, her lips devouring the sweaty flesh. Legs parted in front of her of their own volition and B'Elanna kissed her lover's inner thigh, dragging a sharp gasp across Kathryn's ever - trembling lips. She gingerly traced Kathryn's sex with just the tip of her finger, drawing maddeningly slow circles around her lover's enlarged clit, stroking up and down the length of her hot, wet, human sex while Kathryn whimpered softly, practically begging for B'Elanna to soothe the ache she had so masterfully and lovingly created. B'Elanna breathed in deeply of Kathryn's arousal, finding the scent intoxicating... almost overwhelming. She reached for her, gently parting the puffy red lips, and then she was inside her, two fingers thrusting in and out of the slick tunnel. Kathryn bucked in response, arching her back, trying to force B'Elanna deeper. B'Elanna laughed at her lover's impatience, a laugh heavy with the weight of her own arousal. She bent down, flicking her tongue against Kathryn's nubbin of a clit, teasing her. "Yes... " Kathryn cried. "Don't stop... please... don't... ever... stop... " B'Elanna bent down, replacing her fingers with her tongue. She licked up and down the length of Kathryn's sex, kissing and sucking and even biting the tender flesh. Kathryn squealed with delight and B'Elanna continued without mercy, devouring the savory musk of her lover's womanhood. Kathryn thrashed about wildly. B'Elanna hooked her arms under Kathryn's legs to steady hear, lifting her ass off the bed, drawing Kathryn's sex to her mouth. Kathryn yelped in surprise, a sound that was lost amid the screams of pleasure she released as B'Elanna's slithering tongue wormed its way deep inside her. "B'Elanna!!!" Kathryn wailed. "My God!!!!! Yes, oh yes. That's it! Ooh.. ahh... oh!" Kathryn pitched a fit, her body lapsing into spasmodic fits as one orgasm after another gushed from her throbbing loins. B'Elanna lapped it up eagerly, the sounds of her lover's ecstasy all but a distant ringing in her ears. Then Kathryn's body suddenly went slack in her arms and B'Elanna released her. "Are you still mine?" B'Elanna asked. Kathryn struggled for air, chest rising and falling with every labored breath. "Always... forever." B'Elanna clawed her way back up Kathryn's body, stopping once or twice for a quick nibble, a hurried kiss, and gentle tug on a straining nipple. She straddled Kathryn's hips, spreading herself wide, the feel of her lover's naked flesh against her sex making her dizzy. Kathryn reach up, taking B'Elanna's breasts in her hands, massaging them, groping them. B'Elanna threw her head back, hips moving to the rhythm Kathryn was setting. "Mmm, " B'Elanna purred. "You are so wonderful... " She reached down, touching herself, finding her clit enormous, her arousal out of control, her need to feel Kathryn inside her overwhelming. B'Elanna moved up slightly and heard Kathryn give a hiccuped breath as she suddenly found herself gazing into the heart of Klingon sexuality. An over eager tongue grazed her sex and B'Elanna whimpered, lowering herself onto Kathryn's face. Kathryn wasted not a single moment. B'Elanna grunted with animalistic pleasure as her lover devoured her completely, lips and tongue driving her to the peak of ecstasy. "Yes," B'Elanna howled. "Kathryn... Gods! I love you so much... take me... take me... that's it, sweetheart... take all of me... now!" She tossed her head back, crying out as Kathryn let loose inside her a fury that was without equal. B'Elanna rocked back and forth, riding Kathryn's face, allowing her lover only enough of a respite to breathe before demanding more... and Kathryn gave it, driving B'Elanna further and further into madness with every touch of her lips and tongue. B'Elanna felt the familiar stirring deep within her, a slow rumbling like a volcano about to erupt, slowly building momentum, raging intensity bubbling to the surface. She grabbed fistfuls of bedsheet and held on for dear life as Kathryn ruthlessly tried to devour her way out from underneath. Her body was on fire... flesh crawling... heart pounding... lips trembling... tears of joy streaming down her cheeks as she cried out over and over again until, finally, no strength left to her, B'Elanna fell over, thoroughly spent... and happy, so very happy. She snuggled into Kathryn's embrace and pillowed her head on her lover's shoulder where she stayed for the longest time, enjoying the feel of Kathryn's arms around her, strong and comforting in the pleasantly warm afterglow of their passion. "A brave Day Of Honor, B'Elanna Torres," Kathryn whispered. B'Elanna nuzzled her lover's shoulder, closing her eyes as she drifted off into contented sleep. "With you, Kathryn Janeway... always." --- The End