And Now - Part 22
by T'Pam
"What the hell?" Kathryn cried, as she looked down at herself
in amazement. "Q! Bring back my nightie!"
"You won't be needing that, Kathy dear. It's time you and I
got to know one another a little better."
"I know more than I've ever wanted to know about you as it
is."
"Come now, Kathy. You want me. I know you do."
"I may be lonely, but I'm not *that* desperate yet."
"Yet? So, some time in the future...?"
"Go away."
"Look at me, Kathy. Isn't this the most magnificent body
you've ever seen?"
Q posed before her, flexing his muscles, his groin right in
front of her face. She couldn't resist taking a peek and
then gasped in astonishment.
"I knew you'd like it," Q boasted. "It's twice the size of
Chuckles. No need to dream about *him* anymore."
"I have no intentions of dreaming about Chuck... I mean
Chakotay."
"Of course not. Now that you've seen me, why would you?"
"Why indeed?" Kathryn answered dryly. "Q, I take it you
haven't seen many naked human males before?"
"I've seen my share and I know this is bigger than any of
them."
"I'm not doubting that, but... You haven't studied them too
closely, I presume."
"We Q's are above that sort of thing."
"Well, I really think you should examine them a bit more,
because I'm afraid your anatomy is wrong."
"Wrong? How can that be?" He grabbed himself tightly and
looked at her in surprise.
"You're the wrong way around." Kathryn couldn't keep a
straight face any longer.
"The wrong way around?" Q's voice was incredulous. "I know
this belongs on the front and not the back."
"Oh, you're right about that, but you're upside down. Those
two little sacks should be below the penis, not sitting on
top of it." She burst into loud gales of laughter.
"Are you sure?" Q sounded slightly doubtful and then sniffed
as she continued to cackle, nodding frantically up and down.
Q turned away in a huff. "Well, really! Talk about spoiling
the mood. You had your chance, Kathy."
With a flash he was gone and Kathryn was relieved to see her
nightie back in place. She nestled down into her pillows and
shook with laughter for quite some time.
~^~
Tom continued to wiggle his butt, waiting impatiently for
Chakotay to ease this burning passion within him. He felt as
if he was in the throes of some wild mating frenzy and he had
no control at all.
"Hurry," he gasped out and then hissed in ecstasy as
Chakotay's fingers entered him. "Yes, yes, yes," he sobbed
breathlessly, thrusting back desperately.
Chakotay prepared Tom as quickly as he could, sweat running
down his forehead and into his eyes, making them sting.
Nothing was going to stop him. This time, Tom's ass was his.
"Excuse me for just one moment," a voice said, right in his
ear. "I have to compare something." He felt himself being
pushed back away from Tom and struggled in protest against
the surprisingly strong arms.
"Nooooooooo!!!!!"
"Really, Chuckles. There's no need for hysteria. This will
only take a minute."
Chakotay tried to focus his blurred vision on the man in
front of him. "Q!" he ground out.
"Hmmmnnn!!!! Kathy was right. They do sit underneath. Are
all human males this way?"
He reached across and pushed Tom over to roll onto his back.
Tom sat up looking dazed.
"Hmmmnnn! Helmboy's are too."
"What the fuck...?"
~^~
Harry sighed in contentment as Tuvok nibbled on his ear. He
couldn't believe how lucky he was. He'd always thought of
sex as a bit of a chore really. Something you had to do to
keep your partner happy. There was certainly nothing all
that exciting about it. And it was kind of messy, too.
And then Tuvie had come along and shown him what he'd been
missing out on all these years... Well, the last couple that
he'd been sexually active in anyway. Who would have thought
a guy could come more than once in the same night?
Tuvie was a dream come true and he groaned in delight as his
very own sex machine began to suckle on his nipple.
Tom's flushed face swam before his eyes and he found himself
wondering how his best friend had managed to talk Chakotay
into being the bottom.
"T'hy'la, you are not paying attention." His Tuvie's tone
was mild, but he could feel the hurt beneath the surface.
"I'm sorry," he said quickly.
"Why are you thinking about Tom Paris? Do you find him
attractive?"
"I wasn't thinking about Tom, well... I was... but not like
that. I was just wondering..."
"I know what you were wondering, T'hy'la. You would like me
to be bottom."
"Only if you want to," Harry answered hastily. He felt a
little panicky at the thought.
"I aim to please," Tuvok murmured as he rolled onto his back
and pulled Harry on top of him. "I will be bottom. You may
sit on *this*."
"That isn't exactly what I meant," Harry laughed, more than
willing to oblige, nevertheless.
Tuvok grinned up at him. "I know."
~^~
"Don't you touch him," Chakotay yelled, jumping up and
throwing himself on Q's back.
Q shrugged him off easily. "Nice equipment, Tommy," he said
with a leer. He turned back to look at Chakotay, who was
scrambling to his feet. "Perhaps I should join you two boys.
What do you think?"
"I think you can go to hell," Chakotay bellowed.
Tom looked from one to the other as finally full realization
came to him. "You want to join us?" he asked unbelievingly.
"What do you say? You're very doable and Chuckles over there
isn't too bad either."
"Chuckles? Chakotay's *my* mate, not yours," Tom growled
menacingly, standing up swiftly to tower above Q. "I demand
satisfaction. I declare Koon-ut-kal-if-fee."
"You declare what?" Q asked standing up also.
"Koon-ut-kal-if-fee. Ritual combat for Chakotay's hand."
"Ritual combat? This is ridiculous. I'm a Q."
"Fight, you coward," Tom shouted, getting ready.
Chakotay felt his knees go weak as he watched Tom's rippling
muscles glisten powerfully in the sun. Tom was going to
fight for him. For him!!!!! He felt tears glisten in his
eyes.
"I don't want his damned hand. You can have it," Q said
disdainfully.
"It's too late to back out now," Tom screamed, diving
forwards and sucker-punching Q right in the stomach.
Q fell to his knees with a groan. "That hurt," he rasped.
"That hurt a lot."
There was a sudden flash of light and Q was gone.
"Tommy!" Chakotay ran towards him and threw himself in his
arms. "You won."
"You're *my* mate, not his," Tom said fiercely.
Their lips locked in a passionate kiss, their hands all over
each other, as they slowly sank to the ground.
Aligning their erections together, they began to hump against
one another.
"I want you so much, Tommy," Chakotay groaned.
"Me, too."
"Me, three. Bravo, Helmboy, Bravo. I've come to the
conclusion that you'll do very nicely."
They turned to see the female Q standing above them clapping
her hands together and smiling wickedly.
She clicked her fingers and Tom vanished from within
Chakotay's arms.
"I've decided to keep him for myself."
She disappeared as Chakotay rushed towards her, screaming in
anguish.
"Tom!!!!!!!"