| “Inside The Fire Still Burns…” Disclaimer: Yup, I have no rights over any of these characters, they belong to Paramount Rating: NC17….Pure smut, but there’s still a storyline!! Summary: In the first part, Janeway and Chakotay have been separated for eight months. Chakotay has asked for a divorce. Janeway tells B’Elanna how she feels while Chakotay confides in Tom. In the sequel they are forced to speak to each other by Tom and B’Elanna. They realise that they still care for one another and it ends with Kathryn asking him to take her home. This is what happens when they get back. The door closed behind them and Chakotay’s eyes briefly swept around the room. This was the house they had shared, that he had left eight months ago. It didn’t look any different. The holo image of the two of them at their wedding still took pride of place on the side. It was as though she had been hoping that he would come back. Deep down, hadn’t he been hoping the same? Wasn’t that why he still had boxes to unpack? Why he still woke to see a holo image of her by his bed?? He looked down at her standing beside him. Her eyes were still swollen from her crying, the tip of her nose slightly red. She watched him, unsure of what he was going to say, hoping he wasn’t going to leave. “Kathryn…I know we’ve still got to talk…” “Ssh..” She placed her fingertips on his lips. “I don’t want to talk anymore…” Her voice was low and husky. She needed him, wanted to show him how much she had missed him. Her fingers gently brushed the outline of his lips, trailing to his jaw, moving upwards to trace the line of his tattoo. Her touch becoming more confident as his breathing deepened. She ran her fingers through his thick black hair, their eyes never breaking contact. Cupping her hand around the back of his neck, she pulled him closer until their lips were gently touching. She whispered against him “Make love to me….” Chakotay responded, circling his arms around her, pulling her into him. Her lips yielded against the pressure of his, allowing his tongue to dip into her mouth, exploring her, tasting her. His hand moved to her hair, as their breathing became grunts. Her tongue pushed forward, eager to meet his, before seeking out the warmth of his mouth, running her tongue over his lips, probing further. He greedily sucked her in, deepening the kiss. Their embrace tightening, their bodies responding. She could feel his erection pressing against her and her own desire rising within, the familiar ache between her legs. She rubbed herself against him. Chakotay groaned, it was all he could do not to come right there and then. He wanted her so much it hurt. All night he’d wanted her; Hell, he’d wanted her every night they’d been apart. Just thinking about the two of them together, her naked form straddling his, riding him, sucking him, how many nights had he masturbated thinking of these images? Calling out her name in the dark. Tonight would be no fantasy. His lips moved down to her neck, sucking, nipping, seeking out the spot just below her ear. He could feel her panting against his neck, as her hands moved to his head, urging him on. His tongue licked her lobe and she let out a whimper. His hand trailed lower, cupping her breast, squeezing it, kneading it. He knew how she liked to be touched. She arched against him groaning, her hands flying to undo the buttons on his shirt, wanting to feel his naked skin under them. His fingers swirled around her nipple, causing it to stand out through the fabric of her shirt. He teased it, pinching, pulling, his touch becoming harder as her groans got louder. She gasped; her whole body was on fire “Chakotay!” She pulled his head back to hers, hungrily catching his lips, pushing his shirt away from his shoulders, running her hands over him, grazing his nipple with her nail. He moaned into her, squeezing her breast harder, pushing himself against her. He had to get her shirt off. He wanted to see her. His hands were fumbling with the buttons, his mouth still entwined with hers. She broke the kiss giggling. Her eyes dancing with amusement, as she watched his frustration. He panted “Damn…” He gave up with the buttons, tearing it from her slight form. He looked at her, taking in the sight of her. Her hair was messed, lips parted, her tongue licking them slightly, driving him crazy. Her smooth white skin reflected the light of the moon. He watched her breasts heaving, the nipples straining against the white lace of her bra. The amusement in her eyes fading, replaced with desire. She could see the bulge in his pants and felt the wetness in her own. A smile played across her lips as she reached for the clasp of her bra, undoing it, slowly letting it slide onto the floor, allowing him to gaze at her, her nipples jutting out, hardened from his ministrations. Chakotay catched his breath. She liked to watch him looking at her, she knew she had a good figure for a woman her age and Chakotay had always made her feel beautiful. He lowered his head to her naked breasts, cupping them with his hands, softly kissing each one, murmuring against them “Gods Kathryn….” He licked his tongue over her nipple, blowing on it softly, watching it react, before taking her into his mouth, sucking, nipping, feeling the hardness between his lips. His other hand began kneading the other breast. His thumb and fore finger rubbing her nipple between them. Her gasps had got louder and she gripped his shoulders for balance. She leant back, giving him complete access, his free hand supporting her. She wanted him, was ready for him. “I want you,..” “Not yet….” She groaned again as his touch became harder, she was going to be sore in the morning, but God, it felt so good right now. His mouth swapped places with his hand, covering her other breast, pulling her with his teeth, enjoying the way she rocked against him, as she urged him to bite harder. She felt her head swimming, desire coursing through her. She leant against him as his hand moved lower, slipping between her legs, rubbing her through the material of her pants. “Chakotay!” He raised his head and found her lips again. She reached for the fastener on his pants, undoing it, releasing him into her palm, rubbing the length of him. He hardened against her, groaning with pleasure. Her fingers surrounded him, stroking, pushing back the skin, feeling the wet tip under her thumb. She could feel him throbbing in her hand, as she rocked herself against his. He groaned against her ear “I want you Kathryn!” His hands moved to the zipper on her pants, easing them over her hips, till they fell to the floor. Kathryn stepped out of them and stood before him in just a small pair of white lace panties. Her need for him took control and she began to tug his pants over his firm thighs, removing his underwear at the same time. He kicked his clothing into the corner, standing naked before her, his member stiff. She took him again within her hand, rubbing him, pressing him against herself. He groaned as her lips began working over his chest, biting his nipples, licking them, making them hard. She started trailing her tongue slowly downwards, towards his navel, dipping her tongue into it, feeling him shudder against her. His eyes rolled back as he felt her mouth sucking at him, her teeth grazing him, licking him. She pulled back, holding him with her hand, running her tongue over the tip, tasting his saltiness, before taking him fully into her mouth again. Her nails scratched lightly over his sacs, before cupping them in her hand, squeezing them gently. At the same time her lips moved up and down his member, as she alternated between her tongue and teeth. His hands reached for her head, trying to thrust deeper. She glanced up at him, his face twisted with pleasure as he watched her actions. God she was good at this he thought…too good…She knew she was going to have to stop soon, as much as she was enjoying this, she had other plans for him tonight. He started to groan, trying to pull her head away before it was too late, trying to lift her back up. “No….Kathryn…I want to be inside you….” She withdrew her mouth, taking one last lick at his juices and let him pull her to her feet. He clamped his mouth over hers, grabbing at her hair, before scooping her into his arms and carrying her through to the bedroom. He looked at her, laid out on the bed, eyes wild with desire, hair fanning across the pillow. Her hands reached for him, to pull him down to her, but he smiled and lowered his head, laying kisses over her stomach. His fingers pulled her panties down as she lifted herself, making it easier for him. Her breathing now coming in short pants. He opened her legs with his hands, running his lips down the inside of her thighs. She wriggled under him, pushing herself up against his mouth as he covered her mound. His fingers parted her folds, pushing his tongue against her, tasting her. She could feel the waves rising within her. His mouth continued sucking at her swollen nub, licking her, probing her. He watched her as she bit her lip, eyes closed. Her hands grabbing the sheets, her body rising. He could feel her getting closer. He liked to watch her come. He opened her wider, lapping at her juices, she could feel his breath on her. Her cries were loud in the silence of the house “Oh my….!” The waves were washing over her, her eyes open wide, her arms flying about as she bucked against him. He chuckled slightly, watching her, still sucking at her, forcing her to continue. He didn’t allow her to relax; instead he slipped a finger inside her, feeling her inner walls. She groaned again “No…Chak….Oh…..” He slipped another finger inside her, pushing against her as he continued to pleasure her core with his mouth. She came again, screaming his name. Her orgasm fiercer this time, as she clung to the sheets. He stopped and watched her struggle to catch her breath. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could wait, he wanted her, wanted to feel himself inside her. “Kathryn….” She took his face and kissed him, tasting herself on his lips as he positioned himself over her, pausing slightly before slipping his erection into her soft wetness. He could feel her tightening around him as he almost pulled out of her, before plunging deeper again. His long strokes teased her; she wanted to be full of him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to take her fully. “….I want more….” He grunted, thrusting harder into her, quicker, deeper as she moved with him. His forehead glistened. She could feel him entirely. Her muscles contracted around him. His strokes got quicker “Gods…” Another wave started to rise within her. Her nails clawed at his back as he continued pounding steadily “Chak….” “Tell me when you’re coming….” She clenched around him “It won’t be long…” He thrust faster, the friction rubbing her clit as she moaned “Oh God!!” She couldn’t think straight her release came rising up from within her “I’m coming!” She screamed his name, as she thrust under him, he felt her muscles tighten against him, bringing him over the edge, as his warm seed spurted within her, he heard himself cry out “Kathryn…argh!” Tonight she could hear him. Feedback??? Hehehe |
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