Part 2 of the series:  Together Forever

Time Line:  This is a continuation of The Love of My Life.

Disclaimer:  I own Nothing, yada yada yada; no money was made from this writing yada yada yada......

 Our First Christmas

Tom Paris Chakotay was sitting at Voyager's helm.  The chrono seemed not to move, it was like he was an elementary school kid waiting for a school holiday to begin. 

Finally the shift ended, gamma crew rotated in taking over the various posts on the bridge.  Tom waited until his replacement was ready then briefed the young ensign about the current status of their course and the various other minutia associated with the helmsman's post.  When that was completed Tom relinquished the chair.

Chakotay was waiting for Tom just out of range of the turbo lifts' door sensors.  Tom smiled at his spouse and gathered up what items he needed.  The blonde pilot then joined Chakotay.  Together the two of them entered the turbo lift alone.

"I've been waiting for this week off for so long.  I've made the holodeck reservations.  We're booked and ready to go."  Chakotay said as he stroked the palm of Tom's hand.

"I can't wait, we'll just stop by our quarters and get changed and grab a few things."

"No need, I've taken care of everything already.  We're going straight to the holodeck."

"Chakotay Paris, it may take a while to get your temperature up but certainly not to make you boil."

Chakotay took Tom's hand and together they exited the turbo lift and walked along the corridor that led to the holodeck.

Outside the massive double doors Chakotay accessed the holodeck controls.  He touched the initialization pad.

"Computer run program Chakotay-Paris Christmas One."

The standard computer tones issued from the speaker grill.

"Program is running, enter when ready."  Was the computer's standard reply. The doors opened.

Tom looked inside and saw a magical sight.  The forest that surrounded their cabin was white under a blanket of gleaming snow. 

Chakotay who had a flair for fantasy had also included pairs of doves, blue birds, and cardinals who were flying from an open box of decorations, carrying one at a time to nearby fir trees and depositing their precious burdens on the snow flocked limbs.

Tom watched them for a few minutes before widening his view to see that all around the cabin were decorated Christmas trees.  The view reminded him for the antique Christmas cards that his mother loved to collect.

"Ready to go to the cabin Love?"  Chakotay asked softly, as though the birds could be scared by speaking in a normal voice.

Tom answered with a nod and together they set of through the woods towards the cabin.  Along the way Tom was charmed by a pair of rabbits who were playing in the snow.  The two white rabbits with pink noses hopped up to the pair of lovers and allowed themselves to be petted briefly before they once again began playing together in the snow.

Two snowy owls entertained the couple with daring feats of aerial acrobatics.  The avians then landed, one of each of the men's shoulders.  Tom gently stroked the white powdery feathers; he received a playful nip from the owl then felt the wind as it once again took to the air.

"How beautiful!"  Tom whispered to Chakotay.  "You're absolutely too twisted for color TV!"

"Huh?"

"Sorry, something I heard once on an ancient movie.  I think it was Iron Roses or something like that.  It means you're too much."

"Should I delete the forest animals?"

"Don't you dare!  You're too much but you're all mine."  Tom said then pulled Chakotay close into a tight embrace as he placed feathery kisses along the square jaw line."

"Come on, it's freezing out here, and we're not really wearing cold weather clothing.”

Chakotay set off again.  Tom kept pace with the fleet footed Indian.  Minutes later they arrived at the cabin.  Tom was enchanted at the sight, the outside was draped with holly and red velvet bows.

Tom saw through the picture window that there was a huge tree standing in the living room.  It however was strangely bare of decorations.

They entered the cozy cabin, taking care to clean the snow off their boots first.  Tom stepped over to look at the tree; he nearly stumbled over a huge box that was sitting in the middle of the floor.

"Careful baby, don't break the ornaments.  We'll decorate the tree after dinner."

Tom's stomach let out a growl at the mention of food.  Breakfast had been a long time ago and he had skipped lunch to put the finishing touches on Chakotay's presents.

"I can hear that you're evidently starving.  I'll get started on dinner.  You can go change.  Should I have the computer run you a bath?"

"Nope, I'll just take a shower.  Be right back." 

Tom then turned and almost scampered upstairs.  It was always a special treat when they stayed in the cabin.  It was the only time that Tom allowed himself the luxury of a real shower or bath.

Tom entered the first room on the right, his and Chakotay's room.  He crossed the room and opened the closet.  He wanted to be comfortable, yet sexy for tonight.  He rummaged through the clothing, nothing seemed right.  Tom decided that he'd simply have to replicate something.

"Computer, replicate a short lounging outfit in royal blue denebian spider silk.  The robe should be thigh length."

"State necessary size."

"Computer access personal database for Lt. Tom Paris.  Add fullness to the fabric.  I want the outfit loose yet, accenting of the frame."

There was the usually hum and there on the bed was his outfit.  Tom lifted the shimmering fabric and threw it upwards; it gracefully drifted on the air currents back down to the bed.  Tom smiled to himself as he retrieved the clothing then entered the bathroom.  

He stood in front of the mirror as he removed the Starfleet uniform.  The long hours of working out had started to pay off.  His entire body had begun to take on the sculpted appearance that he wanted.  Even his abdominal muscles had responded he now sported a very tight six pack.  The doctor had finally relented and provided the miracle drug that stimulated his hair follicles to begin growing hair where it had started to recede and thin.  He looked better than he did even in his academy days.

Tom turned on the antique taps for the shower, setting the spray for as high a temperature as possible.  He then rummaged in the cabinet for a tube of shower gel then entered the enclosure.

As he lathered his long frame he pictured in his mind's eye what he had planned for his lover.  Tom was so engrossed in the fantasy that he didn't hear the door to the bathroom open.  It wasn't until Chakotay slipped into the shower behind him that the realized he wasn't alone.

"Chak!  You scared the life out of me."

"I'm sorry baby.  I didn't mean to I just got lonely."  Chakotay's voice was a husky growl as he leaned down and caught Tom's lips with his own.

Tom's arms wrapped around the broad shoulders pulling Chakotay closer, making the contact deeper.  He felt those strong arms encircle his body.  The soap making the two very masculine forms slippery against each other.

Tom moved his mouth over and down, placing feathery kisses down the column of the big man's neck.  He continued down until he reached those wonderful hard pecs, he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, using his tongue and very gently biting it.  When he was rewarded with a soft moan he moved to the other side and worshipped that one in like manner.

Chakotay was hot and hard.  Tom felt the hard cock against his wet skin.  He moved down and took it deep inside his throat with one gulp.  Tom swallowed taking Chakotay's cock deeper still into him. 

Chakotay moaned in delight, his hands came to rest on the blonde head, his finger entangled in the golden strands of hair.

Tom began moving, pounding his face into the bare crotch harder and harder, taking his lover deeper.  He felt Chakotay's balls tightening and knew that it wouldn't be much longer.

Tom pulled off the purplish member.  He turned and offered his body to this man that he cherished so deeply.  Tom heard a slapping noise as Chakotay lubed his cock, then he felt the large head begin penetrating his nether entrance.

Tom threw his head back, his eyes and teeth were clenched as Chakotay pushed all the way into him.  The Indian’s cock was sheathed inside Tom's love canal.  Tom gasped as Chakotay began to move slowly at first then more and more quickly.  Chakotay increased the thrust of his hips, pounding his cock harder into Tom's willing body.

"Oh yeah, Chak fuck me!  Harder baby deeper yeah deeper!"  Tom pleaded with his lover.  His need rising to meet that of Chakotay.

Tom felt Chakotay's big strong hand close around his cock.  The rhythm of the cock inside him was mirrored by the hand, each loving movement bring Tom closer and closer to his release.  Chakotay leaned in his breath was hot on Tom's neck. 

"Who do you love Tom?"

"You, oh god, baby you!"

Chakotay's thrusts increased in their speed.  He was pounding into Tom like there was no tomorrow.

"Back that ass up Tom, oh yeah that's it!  Slam it back into my dick!"

Tom thrust back to meet Chakotay's cock, taking it deeper, he gasped as it grazed his prostate.  Tom heard the sound of a slap then felt the sting on his hip.

"Bare down on my cock Tom!  Yeah harder, jack my dick with your tight ass!"

Chakotay leaned back in and Tom felt his hot moist tongue enter his ear.  Tom lost all control; he clenched his anal muscles and thrust back as hard as he could.  Again and again he thrust against the welcome invader.

Tom moaned as he felt Chakotay's orgasm begin, the hot sperm felt as through it were scalding his insides.  Tom felt the last of his control disappear and he too began to cum. 

Tom heard Chakotay's gasp and felt the shudder run through the deeply tanned body; as the muscles of his slick channel contracted around his lover's cock, milking it of every drop of his vital fluids.

"Oh god, baby that was intense."

Tom smiled then gasped at the loss as Chakotay pulled out of him.  He turned and was immediately enfolded in those loving arms.

"I love you baby."

"Love ya more Chakotay."

The kiss was sweet and tender; it nearly took Tom's breath away.  When both men finally allowed it to end Tom looked puzzled.

"What's the matter Tom?"

"What's the occasion?  You never talk dirty during sex."

"You didn't like it?"

"I didn't say that.  I really enjoyed it."

"If that's the case, I've have to get dirty more often."  Chakotay said with a wicked grin.

"I'd like that."

"Come on, dinner's ready.  Then we need to get some rest.  There is a lot to do later tonight."

Chakotay helped Tom out of the shower and toweled his lover dry.  When that was done he watched as Tom pulled on the new clothing.

Tom watched Chakotay's reaction as the spider silk played in the air currents.  Those big brown eyes sparkled.

"You know how to make it hard on a man.  Seeing you wearing that really turns me on.  We might not get to anything that I have planned.  We could spend the entire week in bed."  Chakotay suggested with a hopeful tone.

"No, that's not the plan.  Don't worry I'll take care of you well enough, but honestly it's Christmas!"

"I must have been a good boy this year."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well it looks like Santa is gonna leave me a present I can unwrap on Christmas morning and very night after that!  I love the wrapping too, blue is beautiful on you..  It brings out those sexy blue eyes."

"You flatterer, you always know just what to say."

"I hope you're hungry.  I made your favorite meal, and no not tomato soup."

"You mean roast beef?"  Tom asked hungrily.

"Yes, you'll need lots of energy tonight, we have lots to do."  Chakotay smiled sweetly showing those sexy dimples.

Chakotay dressed quickly in a pair of loose plaid silk boxers and a matching plaid silk tunic.  He then brushed his short hair with quick deft strokes causing it to stand on end.

He and Tom then walked down stairs to the kitchen.  It was a rustic room, with a rough hewn set of chairs around a matching table.  There was no replicator visible only a stove, cook top and refrigerator.  However, there were a number of small appliances setting on the immerse counters. 

Chakotay moved over to one, it was a rotisserie.  He opened the glass door and removed a beautiful roast.  He placed it on a china serving tray, and then arranged the steamed vegetables around it. 

Tom had moved over to the stove.  He could never mistake the smell of fresh bread.  He took a pair of oven mitts and removed the pan containing a fresh loaf of dark brown bread.  Tom turned this out on a bread platter and began to slice the loaf.  When that was done he gathered a butter dish, and jelly jar in his other hand and placed them along with the bread on the table.

Chakotay had already placed two wine glasses on the table, and was making a show of opening the bottle of burgundy.  With a flourish he removed the cork and poured the wine.  The two men then sat down and began serving each other portions of the wonderful meal. 

Tom took a healthy bite of the juicy roast beef.  He sighed with contentment.  He chewed the food carefully then swallowed.

"Chak, this is wonderful, you're such a great cook."

"The fact that you enjoy it makes it all worthwhile.  How are the carrots and asparagus?"

"Terrific, as always, you're spoiling me."

"It's no more than you deserve my lover."  Chakotay said and he took Tom's hand and dropped a kiss in the palm.

They ate together enjoying the wonderful food and each other's company.  When the last of the roast had been eaten and the final drop of the wine drained, it was Tom who began clearing away the dished.

"Sit back down; I hope you saved room for dessert."  Chakotay said as he gathered up the empty plates and stacked them in the platters.

"Sure, what's on the menu?"

"It's rich and dark and I think you'll enjoy it."

"Oh sounds like my favorite, Chakotay ala mode!"

"Will you behave?  I'll be right back."

Chakotay lifted the dishes and carried them to the sink.  He placed them in the dishwasher, which was hidden behind a nondescript wooden panel.  He then turned to the refrigerator and lifted out a large ornate bowl; he set this on a large tray and then gathered crystal bowls, dessert spoons and finally a large stainless steel container. 

Chakotay dished out large portions of the chocolate mousse into the bowls, then covered it with large puffs of whipped cream from the container.  He then took both bowls and served Tom and himself.

"I know how you like chocolate so I thought that I'd give you a special treat."

"Mmm!  This is terrific."  Tom spoke around a mouthful of the thick creamy chocolate.  He had gotten a dollop of the whipped cream on his nose.

Chakotay leaned over and took Tom's face in his strong hands.  He pulled the blonde man closer and sensuously licked the cream from the well shaped nose.

Tom for his part sat still until Chakotay's tongue made contact with the sensitive skin of his nose.  The sensations sent shivers up and down his spine.  He led Chakotay closer until their lips met.

Chakotay felt liquid fire fill his veins as Tom ravished his willing mouth.  As the fiery sensation spread to his entire body, from his fingers to his toes, however it was a raging inferno in the area of his crotch.

Tom felt Chakotay's need rising to match his own.  He stood, bringing his lover to his feet to maintain the kiss.  As their hands roamed over each other's willing flesh, Tom managed to remove his own clothing.  Chakotay stepped back to do the same.

"Be right back!"  Tom whispered as he quickly walked over to the counter and lifted the huge bowl of chocolate mousse, he also grabbed the canister of whipped cream.

Chakotay saw what Tom was after and waited patiently.  When the younger man returned he took the bowl from Tom.

Tom moved into Chakotay's strong arms and was enfolded, their lips met yet again, beginning a battle, their tongues were the warriors, their mouths the battlefield.  It was a war that they would both win. 

Tom felt himself being lifted and placed on the table.  Chakotay then pushed him down on his back.  The Indian lifted the bowl and took a large amount on two fingers.  Tom shivered again as the cold dessert touched his skin.  Chakotay began "painting" Tom with the chocolate, making swirls of the brown.  To this living canvas he added shooting stars of whipped cream. 

Tom lay there looking up at Chakotay with pure wanton apparent on his beautiful face.  How he loved this man, this tanned child of the earth.  Tom could never imagine his life with Chakotay again. 

Chakotay, evidently pleased with his composition leaned closer as though inspecting his work, his tongue snaked out and one of the stars of cream disappeared from Tom's right nipple.  Chakotay moved closer and locked his mouth over the hard peak, using his skilled tongue to clean away the remaining chocolate.  Chakotay moved quickly down the long lithe body tasting the sweet chocolate, mixed with Tom's own spicy flavor.

When Tom's body had been thoroughly licked clean, the big man took Tom's cock in his mouth. 

Chakotay had always been very talented when it came to this aspect of his lovemaking, however on this night he nearly blew Tom's mind.

Within a second of taking Tom in his mouth, it was as though Chakotay had become a snake, able to unhinge his jaw.  He easily took the large member all the way down.  His movements were almost frantic in their speed and intensity.

Tom was engulfed in sensation, so heavenly it bordered on total ecstasy.  His head was thrown back, his eyes mere slits.  His breath came in ragged gasps between the sensual moans, and whispered words of joy.  Tom's hips lifted from the table in an effort to penetrate deeper into his lover.

Tom felt the orgasm burning through his body as it began.  He was enraptured by the sensations, the love in his heart, and the man whose body and life were his to share. 

As Tom's climax faded, Chakotay moved into his arms.  The two men embraced, holding each other as though the world were at an end.  Tom reveled in the sensation of his body pressed against the smooth muscular Indian. 

Chakotay's mouth came down on Tom's, the silky lips caressing his, that wonderfully, talented tongue passed though his lips to probe the tender lining of Tom's mouth.  The kiss ended gradually, fading little by little as the pressure shared by their mouths began to lessen.  When it was over Tom's sapphire gaze lingered on those beautiful brown eyes of his soul's mate.

"I love you."  The blonde man whispered softly.

"I love you too, Tom."  Those lovely dimples popped into existence as a slow smile spread over the comely face of this wonderful man, that held Tom tightly too him.

"What about you?"  Tom asked still talking in a whisper.

"Later, lover.  There's plenty of time and I want tonight to be special for you."

"Whenever we're alone and in each others arms, it's always special."

"Tom Paris-Chakotay, I do believe you're a hopeless romantic."

"Guilty as charged, I throw myself on the mercy of the court.  Do what you will with me."  Tom coquettishly batted his eyes at the love of his life.

"You're too much Tom.  Now we've got work to do. "

Chakotay rose and quickly dressed.  He helped Tom off the table and watched as the young man flew upstairs to take a sonic shower.

Chakotay ordered a small container of eggnog from the replicator.  He placed this on a silver tray along with two cut crystal cups.  He was carrying the tray into the living room when he heard Tom coming back down the stairs.  The young man was always so childlike when they were here at the cabin.  Tom ran up and down the rough hewn staircase, sounding for all the world like a herd of Denebian long snouts.

Chakotay had begun to string lights on the bare tree.  Tom moved to the other side and they worked together arranging the glowing ropes in the beautiful green boughs.

When they had the lights on they began to drape the tree with strands of Denebian fire opals and Rigillian water crystals.  The fire crystals projected a flickering light deep within the branches of the ancient tree.  The water crystals refracted both the fire opal's light and that of the rope lights causing a subtle rainbow effect.  The tree was breathtaking to behold.

"Wow, it's beautiful, Chakotay."  Tom said in almost a whisper.

"It is but there's still more to do, help with the ornaments."  Chakotay lifted several small items from the box and placed them in Tom's open hands.

Tom was surprised when he looked closely at the tiny ornaments; there was a miniature of Voyager, the Defiant, and all of the incarnations of the flagship, the Enterprise.

"What are these?"  Tom asked

"My family has a tradition of using ornaments that reflect our past year.  Since we have been serving on a Starfleet ship for the past six years, I have expanded my collection each year.  There are members of the crew, as well as special events that have happened."

Tom closely inspected each ornament as he placed it on the tree; he was charmed by the tiny representation of Kathryn leaning over the rail on the bridge, Neelix standing over his stove, Chakotay seated in the command chair.  Each of their friends was depicted usually at their station.

When they had emptied the box the tree still contained bare spots.  There was room for more decorations.

"Perfect, looks like just enough room."  Chakotay remarked.

"What are you talking about?"

"Computer access Chakotay ornament specifications 6, create and dispense."

There was a simmer of gold light on a nearby table and there appeared a group of ornaments.  Tom recognized all of the scenes.  There was where he had confronted Chakotay about the dressing down he had received about being late to a staff meeting.  There was Tom and Chakotay at their wedding, the two of them in the hot tub on their honeymoon.  The entire year was chronicled in miniature. 

Tom looked back at the best year of his life.  The memories were as fresh today as though they had happened only moments ago.  Tears of happiness sprang to his eyes.

Chakotay not know why his soul's mate was crying gave Tom's shoulder a squeeze.

"What's wrong Tom?"

"Nothing, absolutely Nothing.  Everything is perfect.  Thank you for making me the happiest man in the galaxy."

Chakotay smiled tenderly, he gently held Tom's chin in his strong hand.  Slowly he kissed Tom.

When the kissed ended, he lifted the younger man in his strong arms and carried him upstairs.

"Where are we going?"

"I don't know about you, but I have a present to unwrap."  Chakotay said with a wicked gleam in his eye.

"What present?  I haven't set them out yet!"

"You are the most perfect present I've ever been given.  And I get to unwrap you every night for the rest of our lives!"

Tom wrapped his arms around Chakotay's neck, burying his face in big man's neck.  He could hardly believe that his life would turn out so wonderful.  Tom lifted his face and whispered over the shoulder, projecting his heartfelt gratitude to the stars; hopefully the man would know how thankful he was.

He whispered, "Thank you, Santa."

Chakotay moved inside their bedroom.  As the door closed behind the couple a strange sound was heard echoing through the cabin.  The sound of sleigh bells.

Finis