DISCLAIMER: Paramount owns everything. The story is mine.
SUMMERY: Takes place right after The Announcement. Rated NC-17

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"Computer, end program," a soft tenor voice spoke.

A moment later, the summer home program vanished to be replaced by the yellow and black grid of the holodeck. Tom looked at B'Elanna, who already appeared to have that inner glow of a pregnant woman. He smiled at her, she smiled back.

"Where to now?" Tom asked the half-Klingon.

B'Elanna gave him a mischievous grin that cause her dark eyes to sparkle, "How about your quarters. I have fourty minutes before I have to be back on duty."

Tom grinned like a little boy, who was told that he was going to Disneyland. He grabbed her hand and spoke to the computer, "Computer, site to site transport. Two to beam to Lt. Paris' quarters."

The two embraced each other as the transporter beamed them away.

When the beam completed their beam in to his quarters, the two kissed each other deeply. Tom didn't bother to turn on the lights, nor ask B'Elanna if she wanted to go to his room. He was too aroused and hyper to bother with such things. He began to kiss his way down until he came across her uniform top. He growled inpatiently, and started to unfasten the tunic.

B'Elanna felt him fumble with her tunic in the darkness. She didn't bother to turn on the light, either. She didn't want to lose the moment on minor things such as light. She began to tear at his dark blue shirt as he slide her tunic down her shoulders. Impatiently, she ripped his shirt apart then wiggled out of her tunic. She took of her grey undershirt. She tossed both across the room then grabbed him and devoured his mouth. Their tongues wrestled together as they fiddled with each other's pants.

Tom moved B'Elanna toward the couch as he slide her pants down her hips and off. She stepped out of them as she pushed Tom's jeans down his legs. Tom stepped out of his pants as he ran his hands through her hair.

B'Elanna reached the couch, but instead of sitting down, she grabbed hold of Tom's arms and spun him around. She then growled in his ear as she pushed him down onto the couch. She began to lick and kiss her way down his body and up again. She growled in delight as she heard Tom moan and plead.

"You need to learn patience, Helmboy," she whispered when she reached his ear again.

Tom growled then whispered, "You weren't too patient when you tore my clothes off, B'Elanna."

B'Elanna said nothing. She moved her right hand down his body toward his briefs. She slide her hand between the cloth and his skin. She heard him gasp then moan as she began to stroke him.

"B'Elanna," Tom groaned as she continued her motions in a more frantic pace.

B'Elanna stopped and slid his briefs off him. She then stood up and pulled off her underwear. She could hear his heavy breathing and it caused her to become more aroused. She then unfastened her bra, and moved to stradle him. She grabbed his hair and kissed him viciously. He returned her kiss just as fiercely.

She let go of his hair and stopped kissing him. She snaked her hand between them and found his erection. She growled with approval as she slowly slid on to him. They both moaned at the sensation.

Tom wrapped his arms around B'Elanna, bringing her closer to him. He then placed his hands on her hips, and thrust into her. She gasped at the motion then moaned as he began to move inside her. She rocked her hips forward, matching his pace. She placed her hands on his shoulders and rocked forward, driving him deeper into her.

Tom began to lick and suckle her breasts as she moved on top of him. He heard her moan his name, and he relished in that he could bring her so much pleasure. He blew on her breasts, causing her to nearly scream in delight. He smiled at her high-pitched growl as he continued to meet her frantic pace.

"Gods, Tom," she gasped as she met his forceful thrusts. She couldn't take much more of this.

Finally, B'Elanna titled her head back and cried out in esctasy. She dug her nails into Tom's skin, causing him to thrust harder into her. She rode the waves until he thrust one last time, and released into her. Their cries echoed through out the quarters.

B'Elanna fell back into Tom's body, breathing heavily. The two sat there, arms wrapped around each other in the darkness.

After a moment, B'Elanna sat up and caressed Tom's face. She bent down and kissed him deeply.

"That was wonderful," she whispered into his ear, "Are you tired, yet, Mr. Hyper."

Tom only growled in repsonse. That excerise really wore him out. He was ready for a nap.

B'Elanna giggled, but it quickly stopped when they heard the door to his quarters open. They stared at the doorway in complete shock.

"Computer, lights on," a deep female voice ordered.

The lights came on and three people stared at each other in total shock.

"What the hell?!" Said Captain Kathryn Janeway.

END

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