J/7
- NC-17 (eventually) - same gender love...if illegal
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by
Gun Brooke
“You lie awake in the night thinking of me?” Seven
asked, leaning into the touch. “Why did you not
summon me to your quarters long before this? It
would have had a more advantageous effect on your sleep pattern.”
“My
attraction to you was my best kept secret, from you,
from everyone." Janeway smiled and shook her head.
"It took
me a long time admit it to myself—and to accept it.
There are many reasons why this is unwise.”
“State one.”
“I can name
several.” Janeway heard the regret in her own voice
as she lowered her hands to Seven’s shoulders,
stroking them tenderly. “You’re so much younger than
I am, that’s one. You’re not an official member of
my crew, but facts remain, you are as much a
crewmember as anyone else onboard Voyager. And, a
third one…is that my first and foremost allegiance
is with the crew, of getting Voyager home. Even you
would come second to that.” She closed her eyes
briefly. “Given all that, it’s no small matter to me
that I still went after you like I did. At
Sandrine’s.”
Seven looked at
her, sitting silent and motionless between Janeway’s
hands. “You make three valid objections,” she
conceded, “but there is obviously one, single reason
why you disregarded them, not once, but twice.”
Cringing, Janeway
wondered what deduction Seven had made.
“You’re attraction
to me, the feelings that made you forfeit sleep
while thinking of me shows it.”
“What do you think
it shows?” Janeway asked in a low voice.
“Your feelings for
me are stronger than Star Fleet rules and
regulations. We are also too far from Earth for them
to apply. They are written for shorter deep space
missions, not for a lone Federation vessels 47,866.4 light-years from the Alpha
Quadrant.” Moving closer yet, Seven placed her hands
around Janeway’s waist and effortlessly lifted her onto
her lap.
Janeway gasped out
loud and clung to Seven’s shoulders for support.
“Seven!”
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