Disclaimer: Star Trek Voyager and all the characters belong to Paramount/Viacom. I just took them out for a spin and returned them right away. The song, "We Really Shouldn't Be Doing This" is sung by George Strait and is probably owned by MCA. No copyright infringement was intended to either party.
Title: We Really Shouldn't Be Doing This
Author: A. Kite (AKite68163@aol.com)
Series: Voyager
Part: 1/1
Rating: NC-17
Codes: C/P (P/T, J/C)
Summary: A short PWP, the title really says it all.
Warning: This is an adult story featuring sex of the m/m variety. If this might offend you or if, you're under 18, please read no further.
Joanne has my permission to post this to the CPSG and they may archive it if they wish. R'rain and ASC/EM also have permission to archive this story.
Comments, feedback and constructive criticism are always welcome.
Song lyrics are indicated by << >>.
We Really Shouldn't Be Doing This (Voy; C/P (P/T, J/C); NC-17)
A. Kite - June 1998
"Chakotay here, I'm in Observation Lounge Three."
"On my way."
<< We really shouldn't be doin' this
And we both know why
Just being close enough to think like this
Enough to make you need to lie >>
Tom got in the turbolift on his way to meet Chakotay. He leaned against the back wall and tried to think of a valid excuse to give B'Elanna if she woke up and found him gone.
<< This kinda talk will lead us to somewhere
We're gettin' way too close to going there
The farther off the better to resist
We really shouldn't be doin' this >>
Tom entered the Observation Lounge and locked the door behind him. "Hey Sexy, been waiting long?" he asked.
"No, the captain just retreated to her ready room to review the damage reports. Tuvok has the con." The commander moved forward and wrapped his arm around the lieutenant. "So, any problems getting away?" he whispered into his lover's ear.
"No, B'Elanna was wiped out from all the work down in engineering. She went out like a light." Tom moved in closer and rubbed his now throbbing cock against its counterpart as he tongued Chakotay's ear.
<< Only an isolated incident
But the acquaintance left me stunned
The first attraction was the hardest hit
I thought I'd ever overcome >>
It had started four days ago. The commander and the lieutenant stuck in the turbolift together, trying to get to the bridge when the ship was attacked. Voyager took a jarring hit that knocked Tom into Chakotay. Chakotay grabbed Tom to steady him. Their eyes met, lips met....
<< This kinda situation has to pass
This chance encounter has to be the last
To take it further we would be remiss
We really shouldn't be doin' this >>
In the Observation Lounge, clothes were quickly disposed of. Skin to skin contact was sought. Necks were nuzzled, and nipples teased. Tom dropped to his knees and took Chakotay's erection deep into his mouth. Chakotay groaned.
Tom sucked until he was sure his lover would cum at any second. He let Chakotay's cock slip from his mouth and turned to fall on his hands and knees. "Fuck me, baby. I need you in me."
Chakotay hurriedly prepared Tom's ass for penetration. It didn't take long. The muscles relaxed easily as he slid his fingers inside. Tom was rocking back trying to get them further inside in no time at all. Chakotay removed his fingers and brought his cock into position. Slowly, he pushed himself into the tight channel lubricated only with saliva and his own pre-cum, but this was the way Tom liked it. So good, so hot. A few good, hard thrusts was all it took to take him over the edge.
He rolled off Tom and onto his back. The blond man rose and straddled his body. Chakotay lay back and let his lover fuck his face as he had just fucked his ass. When Tom came he took all of it he could inside himself and swallowed every drop.
<< We'd each be hurting somebody else
If we don't say our good-byes real fast
Won't even think about a farewell kiss
We really shouldn't be a doin' this >>
Reluctantly, the lovers pulled apart. No eye contact was made as they gathered their clothes and got themselves dressed. It was the hardest thing Tom had ever had to do. To turn and unlock the door. To leave without another word. God, they couldn't keep doing this, but he was helpless to resist. He knew that it would take one look from Chakotay. The look that had become their secret look, and they would be planning another meeting. Tom went back to B'Elanna's quarters and slipped into her bed. She never knew he was gone. As he lay there waiting for sleep to catch him up, he hoped that the captain hadn't finished early and noted Chakotay's absence.
The End