DISCLAIMERS: Paramount owns Tom and B'Elanna. The story is mine.
SUMMERY: Third in the series. It is now B'Elanna's turn. Rated NC-17.

THE TABLE

"Dismissed," Captain Janeway announced, bringing the meeting to an end.

The senior officers filed out of the room one by one. B'Elanna Torres grabbed Tom Paris' arm before he left the Conference Room. She spun him around, and stared into his blue eyes.

"Just where do you think you're going?" She asked, her dark eyes growing darker.

"I was going to my post," the pilot answered, suddenly feeling aroused by just the darkening of her eyes, "I take it you have other plans?"

B'Elanna smiled and pulled him back into the room. The door slid shut behind them. The engineer led the pilot back toward the large table in the middle of the room. Her smile grew more feral as she watched the expression change from arousal to shock.

"Here?!" He asked, surprised, "You want to do it in the Conference Room!?"
"Why not?" B'Elanna asked, her face an expression of curious innocence, "Haven't you always wanted to do it in the Conference Room?"
Tom's eyes grew wide, "What if someone walks in?"

B'Elanna shurgged her shoulders, "Let them."

Tom couldn't believe her sudden daring additude, "What if it's the Captain, B'Elanna?"

"Shall I lock the door, Tom?" B'Elanna asked, suddenly annoyed with the pilot's sudden sense of timidness.

Tom rolled his eyes, "No. I'll just tell her it was your idea."

Her protest was stopped by the pilot's mouth on hers. She growled her approval as she ran her hands through his blonde hair. She wanted to do something daring for a long time. She wanted to toss caution to the wind for ages. She also dreamed of doing this with Tom. Now, she got her chance, and she wasn't going to let anything ruin it.

Tom moved to kiss her neck. He heard her sigh then growl as he became to nip his way down. He soon came in contact with her uniform.

"You're going to have to take that off, B'Elanna," he whispered in her ear as he began to unfasten her top.

B'Elanna's response was a deep growl. She nipped at his neck as she removed him of his uniform. She slid it off his shoulders as hers fell to the floor. She ran her hands under his grey turtleneck producing a moan from him. She then grabbed it and ripped it apart, causing him to yelp in surprise. She tossed the shirt to the floor then ran her hands over his chest.

B'Elanna began to nip and lick his chest, causing him to moan. She felt his hands entangle in her dark hair then move down to her shoulders. She tensed when she felt his hands grab the grey cloth. A wave of pleasure went through her when she heard the sound of cloth ripping apart. She gently bit him in response. A small growl escaped from him, and she smiled.

Tom tilted her head back, and took her mouth with his. Their tongues danced as he gently pushed her back toward the large table. B'Elanna backed into the table and tilted back onto it. She smiled wickedly as Tom got on top of her and took her mouth again. She sighed as he moved down to nip at her neck. She growled as he moved down to her breasts. She gasped when he took it into his mouth and began to suckle it. She grabbed his hair as he licked a trail to the other breast, and took it into his mouth. He continued his assault on her breasts as he listened to her moans.

He then moved down kissing and nipping her stomach. He then ran into her uniform pants. He overcame that obsticle by unfastening them, and sliding them down her legs to the floor. Her underwear was next as he continued pleasuring her.

"Paris, get up here," B'Elanna growled impatiently.

Tom looked up from his postition between her legs. He saw her dark eyes flash with arousal and urgancy. He smiled as he licked his way back up to her. He then took her mouth again as she moved her hands down to his pants.

With his pants now off, Tom moved B'Elanna completely onto the table. He stared into her eyes as the thought of them getting caught made him even more aroused. He smiled at her as he bent down and kissed her deeply An impatient growl prompted him to enter her. She moaned into the kiss as he began to move inside her. She wrapped her legs around him, and dug her nails into his shoulders as he picked up his pace.

Tom moved his mouth to her forehead then her jawline. He nipped at it, causing her to make a sound between a moan and a growl. He then moved to nip at her neck which brought more moans and growls from her.

B'Elanna ran her hands through Tom's hair as he thrust deeper inside her. She felt the tension build with each movement they made. Her moans became growls as her head tilted back, exposing her throat to him. She felt him lick at her throat, and she bucked him, causing him to thrust deeper into her.

Tom felt her tightening around him and he knew she was close. He thrust faster as he felt his own climax coming upon him.

B'Elanna tightened her grip in Tom's hair as the tension and thrusts built. Suddenly, B'Elanna arched her back and called out Tom's name.

Tom thurst one last time and released into her, calling out her name.

A moment later, Tom rolled off her, bringing B'Elanna into his arms. She rested her head on his chest as her hand played with his chest hairs.

"See, Tom, no one came into the room," B'Elanna said, after a moment, "You were worried for no reason."

Tom smiled, and he kissed the top of her head, "I know. It was exciting, though. Knowing at any moment the Captain or Chakotay could have wandered in, and see us on the Conference table making love."

B'Elanna shook her head and smiled. She knew he would like the idea from the start. He was always the type to do anything risky, even making love in the Conference Room.

"So what do you want to try next time, B'Elanna?" Tom asked, sleepily, "The Resort?"

B'Elanna laughed and propped herself up on an elbow. She smiled at him, "I'll keep that in mind, but I have something else I want to do."

Tom's eyes sparkled with delight. He sat up and stared into her eyes as if the answer lied in them, "What?"

"It's a surprise, Tom," she said as she kissed him.

The two then lied back down on the table, forgetting where they were.
END

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