Title : Shiver Shots
Author : Beth P.
Series :Voyager
Codes : Voy, C/P
Parts : 1/1
Rating : PG-13
Summery: Tom, Chakotay and Tequila.
Warnings: m/m relationship
Disclaimer: Paramount owns all character written about in this story. I am just taking them out for a walk.
Confessions: I must admit I kind of, ummm, (looks around for the twin) stole this idea from Kathy. Shhh.....don't tell her. It's our little secret Bwahahahahahah.
Tom breezed into Sandrines, his eyes scanning the room for his friends. Not spotting them immediately he took a longer glance around the room to see who else was there. His gaze quickly settled on the dark form of Chakotay sitting alone in a corner. *Great,* Tom thought to himself, *He's brooding already.*
Strolling over to the bar to wait for his friends Tom ordered a drink and leaned on the bar to watch the Commander.
He had always had a volatile relationship with Chakotay, but lately it seemed that they had been rubbing each other the wrong way even more that usual. He couldn't seem to figure out how or why the older man got under his skin. Some days he couldn't seem to stop thinking of the Commander.
Shaking his head and kicking back his first drink he continued to gaze at the older man.
Chakotay noticed immediately when the pilot entered the room. The older man was sitting in a darkened corner of Sandrines drinking and observing the patrons. He took a sip of his whiskey as he watched the younger man saunter over to the bar. He rarely drank but his nerves had been on edge all day, and he just needed to unwind. Sighing he wondered why the pilot was getting on his nerves more that usual lately.
Finishing off his first drink Tom quickly ordered another and glanced back over at the Commander, trying to understand why he was so drawn to him. It was almost like an obsession the way that he would tease and torment the older man. For instance just this morning they had another altercation.
<<"Ensign Paris why are you straying off course." Chakotay barked from across the bridge.
Tom held back a sigh and responded, "Sorry Commander," he said with a drawl, "I was just testing out my new theory."
"And what theory is that?"
"I was just seeing what would happen if I strayed off course by point five degrees." Tom said with an innocent smile.
"What kind of reaction did you anticipate Ensign." Chakotay asked jaw clenched.
Tom swivelled around in his chair to face the fuming Commander and threw him his most innocent smile, "I anticipated that you would be all over me within one minute of varying off course. Thank you for proving my theory correct," he ended with a cocky grin.
Clenching and unclenching his fists Chakotay ignored the suppressed laughter from Ensign Kim's direction and fixed the pilot with his most deadly glare, "Just stay on the damn course Paris."
"Aye aye sir!" Tom said as he swivelled back toward the conn, catching Janeway's eye momentarily, and trying not to laugh at the amusement written across her face.>>
Tom brought himself back into the present with a bright smile, he loved tormenting the Commander. Finally tearing his thoughts away from Chakotay, Tom nodded at Harry as he entered the bar and motioned him to come over and join him. B'Elanna joined them shortly there after and the trio quickly settled down into a familiar routine of pool, drinking, gossip and teasing. Hours had passed when Tom looked around the room again and noticed Chakotay still staring at him.
Making a impulsive decision, he excused himself to Harry and B'Elanna, grabbing another drink as he headed over to the table where the Commander was sitting. "Evening Commander," he said with a smile.
"What do you want Paris?" Chakotay asked, secretly annoyed and thrilled that the younger man had come over to pester him.
"Just your good company." Paris responded while sitting down. He stared at the Commander for a moment thinking how good he looked tonight. The older man was dressed all in black, causing his tattoo to stand out even more on his forehead and making his skin look more bronze than usual.
Chakotay snorted his disbelief and took another sip of his drink.
"What'cha drinking?" Tom asked curiously.
"Whiskey."
"I didn't think you touched the hard stuff, or any liquor at all actually," Tom said with a grin.
"I do when I want to." Chakotay replied miffed.
"So do you think you can keep up with me?" Paris asked challengingly.
"I can do whatever you can, and more." Chakotay replied with anger. Why he was letting the younger man bait him like this, he didn't know. Ever since the pilot had come into the room he had been admiring how he looked. He was wearing a white button-down shirt that enhanced his pale skin and brought out his blue eyes. The blue jeans he was wearing left very little to the imagination. A sudden burst of arousal quickly swept through him. Chakotay mentally shook that thought away, it disturbed him that he was thinking about Tom this way.
"More eh?" the pilot replied. "Care to test that theory?"
"Another theory Paris?"
Tom just grinned and beckoned for older man to follow him.
Chakotay watched Tom move away from the table and head towards the bar. Deciding he wasn't going to let the younger man show him up he got up and followed.
When he got to the bar he saw that Tom had pulled out a bottle of Tequila from behind the bar. When the younger man bent over to retrieve the bottle, Chakotay's breath caught in his throat. He was definitely feeling some desire for the younger man. The whiskey he had drunk earlier had loosened his inhibitions some, he wasn't drunk, but it mellowed him out enough that he would do things he normally would not do. Moving in closer to the pilot he whispered into Tom's ear, "So Tom, you like Tequila?" He must be crazy flirting with Tom, but he couldn't help himself, the man looked to damn gorgeous.
Tom felt the heat of the Commander pressing up behind him and his body couldn't help but respond. Turing around he met the amused look of the Commander and smiled. "Mmm Hmm," Tom replied softly as he leaned against the bar and poured four shots of the golden liquor. .
"Do you know how to drink it properly?" Chakotay asked teasingly.
Tom slid his eyes over to meet Chakotay's, mock indignation playing about his face, "Of course I know how to drink Tequila properly." He said as he finished laying out the salt and lemons.
"Ok hot shot, let's see how much you can take." Chakotay said as he reached for the salt. Looking straight into Tom's eyes he licked his hand and shook some salt onto the wet spot. Placing the salt down he licked the spot again and picked up the shooter glass and shot back the burning liquid, quickly placing the lemon slice in his mouth.
Tom watched with amusement as Chakotay finished the shot with a look of triumph. "Is that the best you can do?" he asked. And before Chakotay could reply he grabbed the older man's arm and quickly licked at the inner arm just above the wrist.
Chakotay held back a gasp as the pilot licked at his arm. His breathing was shallow as he watched Tom sprinkle the salt on his arm and bend down to lick at the spot again.
Grabbing the shot from the bar Tom regained eye contact with the Big Man and shot the drink back quickly before sucking on the lemon, all the while smiling to himself about the reaction he had gotten from Chakotay.
"Is that the best you can do?" Chakotay asked parodying Tom's earlier statement. Without waiting for a response he opened the top of Tom's shirt until the top of his chest was exposed. Bending down he licked at the spot just underneath Tom's left collarbone.
Tom stiffened for a moment and then tried not to moan as the older man licked his chest. Tom felt the salt being applied to his now hot skin and felt the Commander's mouth on him again. With eyes half-closed Tom saw the victorious look on Chakotay's face as the Commander finished off his shot.
Shooting the resident fly boy a look of �top that' Chakotay gasped as Tom's hand shot out lightning quick and grabbed his hand again.
Bringing the commander's hand to his mouth Tom reached out and kissed the tip of Chakotay's thumb before enveloping it in his mouth. Tom sucked at the digit until the Commander started to squirm. Still holding the wrist securely in his hand he sprinkled the salt all over the wet thumb and brought his mouth down over it again. He swirled his tongue over the tip of the thumb and then gave a few quick sucking motions for extra measure.
Biting back a groan Chakotay wondered if the pilot was good at sucking other things beside thumbs. Forcefully pushing that thought aside he watched as Tom reached for the shooter and shot back the Tequila, shuddering as the golden liquid burned all the way down. A vision of Tom shuddering in ecstasy beneath him quickly came to mind, but he forced that image away as well. Chakotay reached for the lemon before Tom could take it and with a challenge placed it between his lips.
Tom looked at the Commander through slightly drunken eyes and grinned. He leaned forward and just before his lips reached the lemon he quickly reached up and grabbed it from between Chakotay's lips. Quickly sucking on the lemon he let the tart juice flow around his mouth.
Chakotay's eyes flashed with disappointment when the pilot took the lemon from his mouth, but that disappointment didn't last long.
Leaning forward again Tom placed his lips on the Commander's urging the older man to part his lips.
Finally letting a moan escape Chakotay tasted the pilot's mouth for the first time. The sharp tang of lemon the most overpowering taste. Mixed with the tequila it was intoxicating.
The two men continued to kiss. Hot, lazy, open mouth kisses until Tom pulled away. Averting his eyes away from the Commander, Tom tried to get his breathing under control and look for a diversion. He had always desired Chakotay but this was happening to fast. He wasn't sure if it was the drink or himself causing the older man to react. Tom finally noticed what song was playing and found his diversion. Moving away from Chakotay he whispered, "I love this song." And swaggered out onto the dance floor. Planting himself in the middle of the dance floor he threw his arms up over his head and began to sway his hips to the soft beat of the song.
Chakotay watched as the slim, blond man moved seductively to the music and began to wonder why the hell he wasn't out there with him. Stalking over to the dance floor Chakotay joined Tom. Slipping and arm around the younger man's waist he pulled the pilot to him.
A smile lit Tom's face when he felt the Commander grab him. He lazily threw his arms over Chakotay's shoulders and let his hands dangle over his shoulders. Chakotay responded by placing one hand on Tom's waist and another on Tom's slim hip, caressing it with his thumb.
"So why do you think we have been driving each other nuts lately?" Tom whispered into Chakotay's ear as they swayed to the music together.
"Maybe we have been building to this moment, but just didn't want to admit it to ourselves." Chakotay whispered back.
"Mmm," Tom murmured back. "Probably. I've wanted you for a long time."
Chakotay pulled back slightly and looked at Tom, "Why didn't you tell me before."
"Cause," Tom started as he pulled Chakotay closer to him again, "I didn't think you would believe me. So I started to drive you nuts in other ways."
Chakotay digested this information for a while as the two of them continued to move to the soft music. Was this why the younger man always got to him, because he wanted him? The feeling of the younger man in his arms felt so right that it had to be the reason. Pulling the pilot even closer to him he started to nip at his neck, smiling slightly at the small moan he pulled from him.
Tom let the sensation of the older man's kisses and nips on his neck flow over him, feeling the rightness of the moment. As the song ended Tom pulled away from the Commander and knew the emotion he saw in the older man's eyes were reflected in his own blue depths. "Do you want to go somewhere and talk about this?" Tom asked nervous with what the answer would be.
Seeing the fear briefly rise in the pilot's eyes Chakotay brought a hand around Tom's head and pulled him down to kiss him soundly for a few moments. Breaking away from the kiss Chakotay nodded and said, "Let's go back to my quarters." Reaching for Tom's hand Chakotay led him out of the bar.
As the doors closed the remaining crew in the bar let out a collective gasp of surprise. B'Elanna and Harry stared at each other in shock, they couldn't believe what they had just witnessed.
"Oh. My. God. I can't believe that just happened." B'Elanna said in shock.
"Me either, but it doesn't surprise me. Those two have always been combustible together. I always thought that one day they were other going to kill each other or end up in a passionate affair."
B'Elanna just shook her head still in shock. "Did you see what they did with the Tequila? What's up with that?"
"It's called shiver shots, have you never seen it done before?"
"No, I haven't." B'Elanna glanced at the bar and noticed the bottle still sitting out on the counter. "Hey Star Fleet there's still some left, what to give it a try?"
Harry was out of his seat dragging B'Elanna behind him to the bar before she could finish her question, her laughter filling the bar to the rafters.
The End
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