Title: I feel funny.
Author:Tauna (blktauna@shawstudios.com)
Series: VOY
Part: NEW 1/1
Rating: [PG]
Codes: P/K
Summary: Teasing

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**Disclaimer**
Paramount owns Tom and Harry, I just play with them. Remember People, this is fantasy.
You should be over 18 and not offended by two boys in love to read this.

I Feel Funny (VOY, P/K, [PG])
by Tauna

"Geez Har, you look stiff as a board this morning."

My head shot up from my plate. I could not believe Tom's horrible double entendre.

"C'mon, let me fix that for you..." his voice trailed off seductively.

He came around the table, dragging a chair with him. He was eyeing me like I was some sort of exotic delicacy. I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. Snickering and cat calls echoed around the mess hall. Only B'Elanna seemed unamused. I shot a worried glance in her direction. It hadn't been all that long since the loud and public fight which had marked the beginning of a rapid decline in their relationship. Her lip was raised in contempt and she avoided looking in our direction at all. Tom paid her no mind and swung his chair around, depositing himself behind me. He slithered up so close to me that the back of the chair was digging into us both. He began to massage my neck. He is repulsively good at massage. If it involves groping, Tom is good at it. His fingers found every knot in my neck, shoulders and back. He undid them all until I was a whimpering mass slumped over the table. I swear drool was leaking out of the corner of my mouth. I'm never one to refuse a massage but even through my fog, I noticed that his hands were headed to places they shouldn't. The truly embarrassing part being that I was now harder than a chunk of duranium.

Under the guise of working out a knot in my torso, his fingers slipped around and tweaked my nipples. Very few things can make me forget myself in public but that happens to be one of them. I moaned in a pitch that well, no one there had ever heard from me before.

"Ahh, that looks like a spot that needs some attention."

The evil gleam in his eye was blinding. If I could see it through my haze, it must have been something for the spectators. I heard B'Elanna snort in disgust and stomp out of the mess hall. I thought he would stop now that he had pissed her off, but it just got worse. I couldn't believe no one had any comments on what was going on so I snuck a peek at the onlookers. What a bunch of drooling pigs. Geez. Tom tried to go back to his 'massaging' but I couldn't take it anymore.

"Tom, stop." I whined in that tone he actually seems to pay attention to, "We have to go on duty..."

My voice trailed off as I looked over my shoulder into those leering blue eyes. That's when I realized what was going on. This was a first class payback. Never believe it when Tom Paris says he forgot something. That man never forgets anything, and he will wait as long as he has to for retribution. I admit, I had teased him in the past, but it wasn't really teasing, I just didn't know any better. Here I thought he might really be interested, but no he's just getting both me and B'Elanna back in one fell swoop.

He had me tight against the table and what a scrape I got when I stood up. It hurt like the devil, but all it did was get me more aroused. Tom caught it when I winced, though.

"Still stiff Har?"

His hand tried to see and his eyes twinkled at me. I managed to evade him without making too much of a scene.

"Guess my massage didn't help that out at all..."

He clucked his agile tongue at me. I was beginning to sweat. He was up against my back so far I could feel his thigh trying to work its way between the cheeks of my butt. I couldn't get out of the way, he had pinned me perfectly. I looked pitifully at him but I saw the complete lack of mercy in his eyes. I must have been florescent.

"...need to get to bridge..." I babbled.

"Yes we do, Har. Let's go. See all you goons later." he quipped.

He steered me out by the shoulders. Each time he stepped, his one leg slipped between mine. His fingers were like hot irons burning into my skin. It was really getting hard for me to breathe. Then, I walked into the door jamb. I really hate looking that stupid in front of everybody, but I was so busy trying to get out of the way of Tom's invading thigh that I wouldn't have seen a Borg Cube in front of me.

"Har, you look flustered. What ever could be wrong?"

I had cracked myself in the skull pretty good. I saw some stars and tears welled in my eyes. I just stood there dizzy for a moment and that was all the opportunity Tom needed.

"Let me look at that, Har. You might've really hurt yourself."

He practically wrapped himself around me. His one hand made a show of being seen near the red spot on my head, while he screened the other with our bodies. That other hand did its best to burrow up my butt. I was really grateful that I had worn the jumpsuit. God knows what would have happened otherwise.

"Hey!!" I squealed. I wriggled to try and get away.

"Har, you're such a baby." he purred, "squealing over this little thing."

Little, ha... he had a fistful of my butt cheek.

"And tears too..." he wiped them away with his thumb.

My skin was on fire from his touch. I shouldn't have wriggled either. He got a good feel of just how hard I was. I saw his eyes light up and the shadow of a smile cross his lips. I don't know how he could have failed to see the desire in my eyes either. Well maybe he didn't miss it because as he twisted me around to face out the door, I swear I felt him cop a feel.

"C'mon Har, time to go to work."

At this point I just let him lead me. He dragged me down the hall and into the turbolift. He called for the bridge, leaned against the wall and pulled me in close again. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I just leaned my head back on his shoulder and enjoyed the heat and feel of him. I wished that it could always be like this. That's when I made the mistake of relaxing for a moment. He bumped me with his hip and I felt something burrowing in my butt. I started gasping, but he held me firmly in place. Tom is also really good at the slow grind. I'd seen him do it to B'Elanna, but I had only hoped that he would do it to me. I just wish I could have enjoyed it more. I was in a panic. Here I am moaning and whimpering in Tom's arms about two seconds before the lift doors are going to open up onto the bridge.

Right as the doors opened, he flipped me forward with a smooth motion of his hips. He waltzed past me with one last tickling swipe of his fingers across my butt. I couldn't do anything but stand there all flushed and shivering. He made a great show of turning around and looking at me.

"Har, are you OK? You look kinda pink."

Consequently every eye on the bridge turned to me. I just hoped that my hard on didn't show too much. I opened my mouth but nothing came out immediately. The Captain eyed me with the motherly version of her dreaded gaze.

"Ensign, are you alright?"

I blinked for a moment but managed "I feel funny..."

Tom's head turned and our eyes met. I saw mirth and concern that maybe he had gone too far. I think I saw some desire in there too. At least I hoped I did. He flashed me a big Paris Smile as I limped to my station.

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