J/7
- NC-17 (eventually) - same gender love...if illegal
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Janeway, Seven, Voyager, they're all properties of
Paramount Pictures. I'm just having a little fun.
Today - in Sweden - it's St. Lucia Day! Here's how
it looks all over Sweden...
by
Gun Brooke
Janeway
leaned in again and brushed her own lips over
Seven’s. She tilted her head for the best angle, opened her mouth
and slid her tongue along
Seven’s lower lip.
Seven’s quick intake of breath
didn't pass Janeway
by. She had pictured this so many times, and now she was stunned at
how weak she felt in every single joint, every
drained muscle in her body.
When Seven’s tongue met hers, it was Janeway’s turn
to jerk and have her breath catch in her throat. She
met the soft tongue with her own, licked the tip,
danced with it, and, ultimately, sucked it gently
into her mouth. Seven immediately made good use
of the invitation. It was impossible
for Janeway to mute a tormented whimper when Seven
examined every corner of her mouth with her tongue.
Seven pulled back,
her eyelids heavy. “Kathryn?”
“You’re doing
just fine,” Janeway whispered. “Do anything you
want.”
Strengthening her
grip of Janeway, Seven’s hands tugged her even
closer. “May I unfasten your dress?”
Too quick? Too
soon?
The warning signals within Janeway quickly muted as
Seven’s hands had already begun to roam Janeway’s
back, looking for the zipper. “Yes, please.” She
allowed her head to fall forward when Seven found
out how to push it down. “Oh, yes.”
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