Summer      Loving
at the
Mardi       Gras














Rating:  NC17
Codes:  J/C
Disclaimer:  Not mine, though I wish!  ;-)
Setting:  Janeway and Chakotay meet during their time at Starfleet Academy


Chakotay walked along the shoreline with a bottle of beer and a handful of gaudy necklaces.  Behind him, loud shrieking and raucous jeers filled the air.   It was Mardi Gras and the torch-lit beach was crowded with jostling bodies.  Giggling pretty girls were flashing their breasts in return for strings of tacky beads, given out freely by drunken guys desperate to get laid.  

To Chakotay, it was crude and degrading and not the sort of festival he wanted to participate in.  However, his insistent roommate, Robbie, had failed to listen to his arguments and instead had dragged him along, complete with a handful of bribes and a multicoloured shirt. 

“Aww, come on Chak, you’ll love it … all that bare flesh … man it gets me horny just thinking about it!”

Looking at the mass of heaving bodies, Chakotay wondered how Robbie and his friends were doing.  The friends were another reason Chakotay had walked away.  Within minutes of arriving, they had gotten an attractive redhead to pull her top up and expose herself for five seconds.  Unfortunately, they weren’t content to merely look and one of them had roughly groped her, managing to tweak a nipple before she pulled away and slapped him.  Hard.  Chakotay gave a soft chuckle, recalling Martin’s shocked expression and red cheek.

The further he walked; the dimmer the music and voices became.  Eventually, Chakotay found himself heading towards a rocky cove.  As he neared, he noticed a woman sitting on a blanket, leaning against one of the rocks.  Her familiar red hair glowed in the hazy light of the setting sun.  

“Mind if I join you?” he asked.

“Pull up a rock,” she answered, keeping her eyes fixed on the waves.

Chakotay sat, leaving a respectable distance between them, and studied her covertly.  She was wearing a casual white shirt tied in a knot, with matching cropped shorts that highlighted her shapely legs.  The flaming mane of thick hair was twisted away from her face and trailed enticingly down her back.  Chakotay had the sudden urge to comb his fingers through it. 

“You’re staring,” she told him.

Chakotay blushed and looked down at the sand.  “Sorry.”

She turned her face and regarded him, coolly.  “I take it you left your friends, or are they hiding back there, waiting to surprise me?”

“I’m sorry about that.  Martin had no right to touch you …”

“Damn straight!”  She fingered the single string of beads around her neck.  “I’m not the type of girl who trades quick gropes for cheap jewellery!”

Unsure of what response to give, Chakotay took a gulp of his beer and remained silent. 

“So why aren’t you with them?” she asked.

Chakotay shrugged.  “Its not really my thing.”

“I see.  There’s two hundred horny guys out there lunging at girls flashing their bits and you say you’re not into that? Is that some kind of line or are you gay?” she inquired, dryly. 

His eyes met hers.  “My father taught me to have more respect for women than that.”

A faint blush appeared on her lightly freckled cheeks.  "Oh.  Sorry."

“That’s okay.”  He held out his hand and introduced himself.  “My name’s Chakotay”

“Just, Chak-o-tay?”

“My people don’t have second names.”

She nodded in acceptance and took his hand.  “Pleased to meet you, Chak-o-tay.  I’m Kathryn Janeway.”

Kathryn’s stunning smile rendered him speechless. 

“You’re staring again,” she chided.

He felt the colour rising in his hot cheeks and looked down into his beer.  “Sorry.”

“I didn’t mind that time,” came the soft reply.

Chakotay looked up and flashed a dimpled grin, broadening it as Kathryn gasped.   

“So, Kathryn,” her name rolled sweetly off his tongue.  “Can I ask why you were sitting here alone?”

Kathryn answered quietly.  “My friend persuaded me to come - I wanted to stay back at the Academy and finish my Quantum Mechanics assignment.  She told me I needed to lighten up and take a break … told me that I was withering away behind a stack of PADDs  …”

The hurt was evident in her voice.

“You came to prove her wrong?”

She gave a rueful smile.  “No, I came because she bet me a month’s supply of coffee that she could get more necklaces than me.”  Once more, Kathryn fingered the solitary chain around her neck.  “I thought I could do it … prove to everyone that they were wrong about me … that I’m not some frigid ice maiden … that I do know how to enjoy myself.  I guess I lost,” she shrugged.

Chakotay held out the beads in his hand and Kathryn eyed them warily. 

“What do you expect me to do for those?”

Chakotay’s dark eyes flashed angrily and he stood up.  “If you think I was trying to …” he gritted his teeth and threw the beads down.  “To hell with you!”

Kathryn jumped up as he started to pace away.  “Don’t go.  Please.”

He stopped but didn’t turn around.

“Please … I’m sorry,” she whispered, gingerly reaching out to touch his shoulder.

The light caress penetrated his anger.  He took a steadying breath before turning and meeting her nervous gaze.  She looked so tiny and vulnerable, standing barefoot in the sand with her palm halfway between them.  He gently took it, holding it in his larger one.

“How about I swap you the beads for some of that coffee?” he jerked his head towards the thermos peeping out of her rucksack.

Kathryn gave a relieved smile.  “Done!”

He returned her grin and allowed her to lead him back towards the blanket, this time joining her on it. 

“I hope you like it black,” she said, pouring the strong-smelling liquid into the beaker.  She offered it to him and gave an apologetic smile.  “I’ve only one cup, do you mind sharing?”

“Not at all,” he replied and took a sip of the hot beverage.  It was disgusting without cream and sugar.  “Delicious,” he lied, handing it back. 

She took a long swallow and gave a little moan of delight.  “I adore this stuff!” 

Her breathy sigh triggered an uncomfortable reaction in his groin and Chakotay cursed the unpredictability of his ‘piece’.  Some days it was like an alien life form, rearing up from the confines of his pants and demanding First Contact.  He shifted, hoping Kathryn wouldn’t notice.

“Hello!  Janeway to Chakotay!” she giggled.

Chakotay gave a startled.  “What …?”

“You were miles away!  What were you thinking?”

His member twitched and the sensation caused his mind to flood with erotic images.  “Er … nothing …”

Kathryn gave him a puzzled look and raised her eyebrow, but to Chakotay’s relief, she didn’t pursue the topic.

“I asked if you were also at the Academy,” she repeated, handing him the coffee once more.

Chakotay took another sip and offered it back.  “Yes, I’m in my second year.”

“What field are you aiming for after Graduation?”

Unconsciously, he straightened his shoulders.  “Command.  I’m going to make Captain one day.”

“Seriously?”

“Of course!  Don’t you want to be a Captain?”

“Captain Kathryn Janeway … mmm, has a certain ring to it, don’t you think?” she gave a rich, throaty laugh.  “But deep down I’m a scientist.  I’m happy doing that.  I wouldn’t want the responsibility of a starship and it’s crew.”

Chakotay grinned.  “When I’m Captain, I’ll obviously need a good Science Officer … you could serve under me!”

“Really?” her eyebrow arched playfully.

He stared at her.  Spirits, you’re beautiful …

Kathryn’s shocked expression told him he’d spoken aloud.

“I …”

“You really think I’m … beautiful?” she asked softly.

Chakotay nodded.  “Yes.”

Kathryn’s eyes held his.  “Nobody’s ever called me that before …”

He was drowning.  “Kathryn … may I … kiss you?” he whispered.

“Yes ...”

He slowly closed the distance between them and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.  Pulling back, he noticed her eyes were still closed and she had a dreamy expression on her face.  Without bothering to ask again, he stole another; this time slanting his mouth over hers and slipping his tongue out to taste her ruby red pout.  Her lips parted, with a moan that seemed to fill his lungs, and her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, drawing him closer as his tongue hungrily explored her mouth. 

His hands soon joined in, skimming along her waist and moving upwards until both palms were kneading her small breasts.  He groaned and sloppily tongue-fucked her mouth, whilst continuing to squeeze her firm flesh, rubbing the nipples into hard points. 

Her moans were driving him wild and he found himself clumsily pushing Kathryn backwards onto the blanket.  He quickly scrambled to cover her.

“Kathryn,” he groaned.

Her legs spread around him, cuddling him, as she returned his kisses, driving his tongue back with her own and sweeping it around his mouth. 

Chakotay was rock hard in his pants and the solid ridge was humping against the warm, damp gusset of her shorts.  His eager fingers pinched at her nipples, twisting them upwards until the fabric of her shirt wouldn’t stretch anymore then releasing them for a savage grope.

“Undo it,” she urged.

He fumbled with the knot and buttons, before finally managing to push the shirt aside and take her naked flesh into his hands. 

“Oh God!” she gasped.

Chakotay looked down and watched with fascination as her breasts jiggled in his palms.  They were full and swollen and he squeezed them harder, bringing his fingertips together over the stiff peaks, rubbing and pulling furiously. 

She jerked and panted.  “Not … quite so hard …”

He tried to calm down.  “Sorry … they just feel so good …”

“Mmm, that’s better …” she mewed, tossing her head back and biting her lip.

Acting on instinct, Chakotay dipped his head to suck at a nipple. 

“Ooh … yesss …” Her hands slid under his shirt and ten sharp nails dug into his back.

He stretched his mouth wider, trying unsuccessfully to swallow a creamy tit, using his hand to push it further and further into his mouth before finally admiting defeat and swapping breasts, greedily sucking the nipple.

Cool air suddenly hit the scratches on his back and Chakotay realised Kathryn had yanked his shirt away.  He knelt up and gazed down at her, all flushed and dishevelled, with a thin line of perspiration on her upper lip and goose bumps prickling her nakedness.  She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

As he watched, her slim fingers reached down to the flies on her shorts.  She slowly unzipped them, raising her hips so that she could push them over her thighs.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“I think so,” she answered, wearing only a tiny pair of white panties and a hesitant smile.

Chakotay lowered his own shorts, freeing the erection that had been throbbing for ages.  He knew he was close, the fat tip was already dripping with pre-cum.  He pulled Kathryn’s panties down and shuffled closer, using his knees to push her legs wider apart.

As one hand slowly pumped his burgeoning cock, the fingers of his other hand roamed freely through the springy curls crowning Kathryn’s sex.  He saw her body stiffen when he traced around her wet hole and looked up.

“Do you want to stop?”

The shake of her head was barely noticeable.  “No … but … you will be careful, won’t you?” she whispered.

“Haven’t you done this before?”

“No,” she admitted, quietly.

He tried to give her a reassuring smile.  “It only hurts a little bit.”

“Okay …”

His finger moved again, probing slightly and he motioned for her to raise her knees in the air, spreading her wider. 

“Just relax,” he urged, pushing the bulbous head against her folds.

Kathryn tensed.

“Its okay … I’ve just gotta get him inside,” Chakotay explained, nudging again and missing, causing his cock to stickily swat her bottom. 

“You’ve done this before, right?”

His cock was aching to be inside her.  “Can you get your legs wider?  Yes … that’s it … hold on …” he probed again with his fingers and pushed forwards. 

Kathryn’s eyes were tightly shut and her hands were under her thighs, keeping them open.

One thrust of his hips and Chakotay watched his cock piercing Kathryn’s pussy.

“Arghh!” she squeaked, trying to scramble away.

He was having difficulty holding back. He knew she was in pain and could feel how tight she was, but he just wanted to surge all the way inside, past her protesting muscles.

“You’re hurting me …”

“Just a bit more, Kathryn,” he groaned, easing back a little then pushing deeper.

“Its stinging …”

“I know … but it’ll go away soon … then you’ll enjoy it …”

He lowered his body onto hers and kissed her reluctant lips.  “Nearly there,” he whispered.

“Just do it!”

Flexing his hips, he drove his cock completely inside her, feeling her hymen tear and her inner walls trying to stretch around him.  He swallowed her painful cry and tried to hold still.

“That’s it … I’m inside … I can feel you, tight around me … exquisite …”

Kathryn’s eyes shone brightly with unshed tears.  “It’s huge … and uncomfortable …”

“Ssh … relax …”

His mouth covered hers again, kissing her and coaxing her tongue to play with his.  As he tasted her, his hands moved to massage her breasts again, finding the little pebbled tips and tweaking them.  She moaned softly. 

He tried to wait, mauling her tits as a diversion, but the clenching muscles around his cock made it too difficult.

“I’m sorry, Kathryn … I’ve got to move,” he groaned.

His body began rocking, thrusting into her hot sheath over and over, hard solid lunges that almost pierced her womb.  She gritted her teeth and dug her nails into his shoulders, but he didn’t notice. 

“Ahh … feels so good … I’m going to cum …”

His back arched and he pumped harder, snarling from the effort.

“Yeah … here it comes …”

His rhythm faltered as he jerked forcibly and flooded her cervix with hot jets of jism.  “Spirits!” he rasped, collapsing on top of her prone body.

“Can you move?  I can’t breathe,” she said.

“Oh, hell … that was amazing …”

“Chakotay!”

She pushed at his shoulders, making him realise how heavy he was. 

“Sorry.”  He stared at her, a silly grin on his face.  “Did you cum too?”

“No, I don’t think so …”

Chakotay raised himself up on to his elbows and the movement caused his cock to move within her.  She grimaced.

“Can you take it out?  I’m sore.”

With a sigh, Chakotay sat back on his haunches and gazed at the angry red lips of her sex as they spewed out his cum. 

“Am I bleeding?” she asked, not wanting to touch down there.

He leant nearer and ran a finger lightly along the length of her slit.  “No, I don’t think so.”  His finger continued to absently swirl in the sticky fluid of his own release.  “Have you ever made yourself cum?”

“No.”  Her breath caught as he grazed over her clit.  “That … feels … weird …”

Chakotay peered up over the small rise of her belly.  “Nice weird?” he quizzed, repeating the action.

“Oh … er … not sure … mmm …” her hips bucked upwards and Chakotay circled the hard bud with more determination. 

“How’s that?” he asked.

“Ooh … I … I don’t know …”

She was panting and writhing under his touch.  It fascinated him.

“No … Chakotay … stop … gonna pee myself …”

His eyes were like black saucers. 

“Please, Chakotay … no … no …  nooooooo!”

Kathryn’s hips thrashed suddenly and she let out an animalistic roar, tearing at her own hair.  It took Chakotay a moment to realise that she wasn’t in agony, at least, not a bad agony. 

Her body relaxed, arms and legs spread out.  “Oh my God … that was … indescribable!” she panted.

Chakotay stretched out beside her.  “You looked beautiful,” he said, reverently, as one hand continued to stroke her body.

“Thank you.”

Kathryn reached out and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a tender kiss.  He felt her tongue gently prising his lips apart to tangle with his own and held her tighter, conscious of the growing hardon nudging against her hip.

“Can I see it?” she asked, running a shy hand along his torso.  “After all, you’ve seen me …”

They shifted around and Chakotay felt silly, lying on his back with his prick proudly jutting upwards while Kathryn studied him.

“Show me how to touch him,” she said.

He took her hand in his and wrapped it around his cock.  “Like this,” he directed, pumping their combined hands along his length.

Kathryn’s eyes opened wider.  “It’s getting harder …”

“He likes you touching him …”

“Do you touch him?”

Chakotay blushed.  “Yeah … if I don’t it hurts …”

“Poor thing,” she whispered, leaning nearer to plant a kiss on the wet tip.

“Spirits!” Chakotay cried. 

Kathryn jerked back. 

“Please … do that again … that felt wonderful …”

She grinned, pressing another kiss to his cock before licking the head wetly with her tongue. 

“Kathryn … spirits …” he groaned, watching her lap at his cock as if it were a lollypop.

Holding her hair back with one hand, Kathryn used the other to hold him whilst she tried taking him fully into her mouth. 

Chakotay was groaning non-stop, the heat of her mouth was incredible.  She was taking him in, deeper and deeper.  Suddenly, she pulled back, gagging.

“Sorry, it’s too long …” she spluttered.

He gave a grunt of frustration.  “Don’t leave me like this …”

“Do you want to do it again?”  Kathryn asked.  “Sex, I mean.”

“More than I want to make Captain,” he grinned, mounting her tiny body and rubbing his cock into her thatch of pubic hair.

She kissed him and spread her legs out wide, pulling her knees up again like he’d told her to do the first time.  Chakotay reached between them and guided his prick into her pussy, grateful that she was wetter this time and didn’t cry out.

“It didn’t hurt,” she exclaimed.

“That’s because you’re juicy down there.”

Her legs locked around his waist.  “I’m full of your cock,” she whispered, throatily.

Chakotay squeezed a breast and began sucking the other. 

“Ooh … yesss … harder … harder …”

He grinned at her, white teeth shining in the moonlight, clamped firmly around a stretched nipple.

“Yes …  l love you playing with them,” she moaned.  “I can feel your fat cock pumping into me … I want it so much …”

Chakotay’s hips thrust faster; pounding her pussy so hard his sacs started slapping noisily against her anus.  His groin was on fire. 

“Cumming,” he warned, practically tearing her nipple clean off as he flooded her wet sex with his sticky ejaculate.

Kathryn groaned and writhed against his softening cock.  “Please … make me cum too ... I’m aching so badly …”

Chakotay rolled off, panting. 

“Please, Chakotay,” she begged, removing his hand from her breast and pressing it between her thighs.

Chakotay wriggled lower to rest his head on her inner thigh.  The scent of their combined fluids assaulted his nostirls.  She was wet and messy but his fingers quickly combed through her soaked curls and found her hard clit.  He rubbed it with his thumb and teased her hole with his index finger. 

“Oh yes …”

He eased his finger inside then swiftly added another, watching her swallowing them as they fucked her.  “I want to try something.”  Chakotay parted her auburn floss and pressed his mouth to her clit, clumsily munching on it.

“Oh shit!” she cried, grinding against his face.

She tasted salty, a mixture of them both, but the taste wasn’t as bad as he thought and he lapped hungrily.

“God, Chakotay … can’t breath …yeah … hell … shit … ooh …”

He sucked harder.

“Ohhhhhhhhh!”

She sobbed and spasmed underneath him, as her inner walls clenched around his fingers.  He carefully pulled them out, noticing how they glistened wetly from her juices, and licked them clean.   

“Hell!” she panted.

Chakotay smirked and moved to cuddle her, pulling the edge of the blanket over them.  “You enjoyed that!”

Kathryn’s answer was a breathy sigh.  “Incredible!”

He pressed his lips to hers, lightly meshing them together and sharing the taste of their encounter.

“Thank you,” Chakotay whispered.  “For being my first …”

Kathryn gave him a tender smile.  “I’m glad you’ve never done it before either … because that makes it really special for both of us.  It was wonderful!”

“I don’t want this to be a one night thing … I really want to see you again.”

“Me too,” she replied.

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The End

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Holodeck Time Expires in 15minutes, the computer chirped.  Kathryn and Chakotay shared a grin.

“Happy Anniversary, darling,” Kathryn whispered.

“Almost thirty years …”

“If you’re counting the ones we weren’t together!” she laughed, sitting up and reaching for her clothing.

Chakotay looked around at the recreation of the beach where they had first met.  “Seems like yesterday, doesn’t it?”

“Mmm, when I gave you my virginity and my heart?”

He laughed.  “I traded you fairly!”

Kathryn winced as she bent and retrieved the rucksack and coffee.  “God, I feel like I’ve been fucked by a donkey!”

“Complaining?” he asked, taking his flaccid member in his hand and stroking it.

“Not at all, but you’d better put your weapon away, Commander, before Tuvok arrives for his holo-time.”

“Sure you don’t want to kiss him goodbye?”

“Tuvok?” she teased.

“Funny,” he grouched, standing up and tugging on his shorts.

“Aww, poor baby,” Kathryn whispered, bending to kiss his cock lovingly. 

“Kathryn …”

“Mmm?” her answer vibrated around his shaft.

“That’s it, I’m taking you back to our quarters and, regardless of how tender you feel, I’m going to ram this so far inside you it’ll be coming out of your mouth.”

Kathryn stopped sucking and rose abruptly.  “Well, what are you waiting for?”