Hot Chocolate, Coffee, or something much better?
by Cress
Rating: NC-17, PWP
Pairing: Janeway/f
Written: August 2003
Disclaimer: Star Trek Voyager and all its charaters are copyright by Paramount Pictures.
Thanks
to Shayenne and NE
She lay
lazily on the extractable couch, snuggled up to the fluffy pillows around
her,
her
nudity barely covered by the thin satin sheet. Flickering light from the
crackling
fireplace
danced across her skin, giving her almost ghostly pale skin a golden tinge.
She
stretched slightly, making the sheet move to reveal more of her bare skin.
Stopping
in my tracks, I took the time to watch her for a moment. I still couldn’t
quite
believe
that after all these years she would be back on Earth and back in my life.
Kathryn
Janeway, former captain of the Starship Voyager.
With
both of us in Starfleet, we had decided years ago it was for the best to
keep
our
relationship quiet to avoid any rumors or questions of impropriety. After
all, she
was
a captain about to have a shiny career, while I was just some insignificant
female
lieutenant.
How
ironic when I think about it. She never allowed herself to give in into
her attraction
for
her first officer, Chakotay, on board that ship, even though she was already
a
master
at hiding her relationship with me.
We had
maintained our secret affair for years, until she got lost in the Delta
Quadrant.
She interrupted
my musing when she opened her eyes and caught me standing by the door.
She
smiled.
"Coffee?"
she asked with a hopeful look in her eyes, when she noticed me holding
two mugs.
I smiled
back, knowing well how much she loved coffee. "No, it's something much
better."
She
turned, propped her head up on her arm, and smiled seductively.
"I can
only think of one thing that's better than coffee."
I blushed
slightly, unwillingly, but smiled back at her.
"Don't
blush," she said softly and the look in her eyes was suddenly tender.
"What's
in the mugs?"
"Hot
chocolate."
"Mmm..."
"With
whipped cream."
One
of her eyebrows shot up and the seductive smile returned.
"Mmm..."
she repeated.
She
sat up on the couch, making the sheet fall to her waist, and held out a
hand. I gave her
one
of the cups and sat down beside her. Close. Seeing her sitting there, naked
except for
the
part of the sheet that was still draped over her most private parts, made
my body stir
with
excitement. Sighing slightly, I remembered our earlier lovemaking. Sweet,
slow and
sensuous.
She suddenly turned to me.
"I never
gave you the massage I promised years ago."
I laughed
and sipped my cup.
“You
still remember that?
“Of
course I do.”
"Well,
it's not too late yet", I said and winked at her.
Smiling,
she took another sip from her cup before putting it on the floor. Then
she took my
face
between her hands and placed a soft kiss on my lips. Her lips were warm
from the hot
drink
and they tasted like chocolate. I kissed her back eagerly, wanting to deepen
the kiss.
But
she drew back, smiling again.
"Lay
down”, she said.
Reluctantly,
I obeyed. Within moments, her hands were touching me. Warm, sensitive hands.
They
caressed my scalp softly, then the pressure increased. Her fingers massaged
lines
from
my forehead to the back of my neck, finding all the tense spots. I sighed
and relaxed
into
the touch, closing my eyes. I felt her hands move to my shoulders, forcing
them to relax.
She
touched a sore spot and I winced slightly.
"Don't
stop," I protested when her hands withdrew, and gasped audibly when I felt
the
pressure
of her lips on my shoulder instead. Goose bumps immediately rose on my
arms
and
I started to tremble slightly.
"Sorry",
she whispered. "But I thought I'd kiss it better."
"You
have no idea how good that feels,“ I murmured and snuggled deeper into
the pillows
around
us.
I felt
her smile against my skin. "Then enjoy, this is just for you."
Kathryn’s
hands moved back to my shoulders and tentatively resumed their gentle
massage.
In a soft kneading motion she worked her fingers down my spine and back
up,
then
repeated the movements over and over again. I started to moan from the
sensations.
Her
touch was light but with just the right amount of pressure which left my
skin tingling
where
she touched it. Her hands ran softly, smoothly along my back again, then
down to my
sides,
her fingers touching and rubbing, paying special attention to the outside
of my
breasts.
I felt myself getting terrible aroused and wet. She brushed her palms over
the
cheeks
of my bottom, then she leaned over and began kissing my shoulders and neck,
knowing
that
this would drive me crazy. Her fingers found their way down and inbetween
my cheeks.
Moaning,
I opened my thighs to grant her easier access. Encouraged by my responsiveness,
her
fingertips teasingly tugged and combed through my pubic hair, yet she avoided
touching
me where
I needed to feel her most.
"Want
me to do the front, too?" she asked, nibbling at my earlobe, making me
shudder again.
"Oh
please!" I invited eagerly.
"Then
turn around!"
I quickly
rolled onto my back and looked up right into those beautiful blue eyes
I loved
so much.
A mischievous smile crept into her face when I licked my lips and wrapped
my
arms
around her neck to pull her down on me. Our lips met in a soft gentle kiss,
slowly
getting
deeper, harder and more demanding.
Straddling
my thighs, her mouth left mine and took over the work of her fingers. Full,
warm
lips
trailed little wet kisses down my cheek, across my chin, down my neck and
shoulder.
Kissing
and nipping, lower and lower down my chest until she reached my breasts.
Hot breath
caressed
my nipple and her teeth scraped it slightly, eliciting a low moan from
me. Her tongue
circled
around and flicked across each nipple, alternating from breast to breast,
sucking
them
into hard peaks. Her hands came up and delicately rubbed and massaged the
undersides.
My breathing quickened and I felt an increasing wetness that started to
pool
between
my legs. Sensing my need, she slowly kissed and licked her way downwards
and I
couldn't
help but giggle as the tip of her tongue began tickling my bellybutton.
She laughed
softly
against my skin and stuck her tongue back into my bellybutton again, wiggling
and
flicking
it wildly.
"That
tickles!", I squealed.
"It's
supposed to tickle," she grinned evilly.
My laughter
died abruptly on my lips when she shifted and spread my thighs to kneel
between
them. She leaned down and covered my abdomen with kisses, while her hand
lifted
one
of my legs and her mouth moved to place more kisses from my ankle up to
my calf.
Stopping
only shortly to nibble on the hollow behind my knee, she continued to explore
my
inner
thighs, kissing, licking and biting me gently there. I could hear myself
breathing heavily
by now.
Painfully slow her fingers reached out and brushed through the wet curls
of my sex.
My body
tensed, anticipating her touch. "Please...", was all I could whisper.
She
smiled and I cried out in sweet relief and bucked up against her when her
fingers finally
slid
into my wetness, running along my inner lips and brushing over my needy
clit. My breathing
labored
but instead of intensifying her touch, she suddenly pulled away and I moaned
in
frustration.
Her fingers were soaked with my juice and I gasped when she licked them
clean,
then
looked hungrily at me.
"I need
to taste more of you", she murmured and buried her head between my wide
spread
legs.
I
felt her fingers part my swollen, aroused flesh and her mouth pressed kisses
along my
outer
lips. Her tongue sneaked out, licked up and down my slit, then drove deeper
to probe
my wet
hot opening. I shivered when her tongue finally latched onto my straining
hard little
clit
and deliciously flicked over it.
"Ohh,
yesss!"
She
started to thrust first one, then a second, finger inside of me, then pulled
out almost
completely
before plunging in deeply. She quickened her pace and I arched up to meet
her,
all
the while she continued to worship my clit with her mouth. I was moaning
constantly now,
my eyes
closed, head back, hands clutched at the pillows for dear life.
She
watched me intently when I started to squirm.
"Look
at me," she begged.
I slowly
opened my eyes and and her blue eyes locked with mine in an overpowering
gaze,
before
she put her mouth back on me. Her tongue circled endlessly around the jutting
nub
of my
clit while the two fingers of her hand gently but determinedly continued
to stroke
deep
inside of me. Growling, I pushed back against her intruding fingers and
my twitching
intensified
to its peak. I shuddered violently when the waves of pleasure finally washed
over
me. Grabbing her head, I buried my hands in her hair, pulling her in as
close as I could
for
those few intense moments. I collapsed and she came up to lay beside me.
"Come
here," she whispered and pulled my still trembling form into her arms.
I slowly
calmed down in her embrace, draped a leg over hers and searched her mouth
for
a kiss.
"You
were right", I said, smiling when we separated to look at each other.
"What's
that?", she asked curious.
"This
was better than coffee."
“I told
you", she laughed and reached out for her cup of hot chocolate.
The
whipped cream had liquefied in the meantime.
"Looks
cold by now", I said saddened.
"But
that means we can have coffee now!", she beamed.
I took
the cup from her hand, put it back to the floor and grinned.
"Coffee,
or something much better!", I winked at her and pulled her closer against
me again.
The end
