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The Captain’s Pleasure

 J/7 - NC-17 (eventually) - same gender love...if illegal where you are, or if you are under age, please visit another advent calendar. The rest of you - enjoy! Janeway, Seven, Voyager, they're all properties of Paramount Pictures. I'm just having a little fun.

by Gun Brooke

 Part 20 


Seven had stopped breathing. The searing sensation between her legs, the sight of Kathryn’s auburn hair spreading around her, caressing Seven’s inner thighs, short-circuited her cortical implant. Something between her thighs ached, quivered, and she was sure it was going to implode any moment. When Kathryn let her tongue gently caress it, Seven moaned out loud, arching her back to ease up the touch. Despite her efforts, gentle hands held on to her, pulling her closer and in to the greedy mouth that seemed to feed off of her.

It was agony for a few seconds more and then a new gush of lubrication surged before a new phase began. Suddenly the agony was gone and the pleasure part of it soared. Seven whimpered and her hips undulated of their own volition, making her wonder if her nano-probes had taken over. Her sex ached, a curious, yet wonderful, throbbing that was building up toward something she had yet to discover. Kathryn now moved, settling in closer between Seven’s legs.

“Kathryn,” Seven gasped. “You are…burning me.” It was true. The sensation was liquid fire when Kathryn now began to lick in earnest, long, relentless caresses with her eager tongue.

“Mm, you’re doing so well, Seven. Just let it go.” Kathryn’s voice murmured against her wet centre, the vibrations carrying through it, which sent more shivers through her abdomen.

“I do not know how to proceed,” Seven whimpered.

Kathryn took her mouth from Seven, moved up along her body and pressed hotly against it. At the same time she replaced her lips with two fingertips and caressed the slick folds and the clitoris repeatedly. “There, Seven. I can feel how tense and close you are. Everything between your legs is fluttering. I think you’re ready to come.”

The pressure grew continuously within Seven, originated from her sex and pierced through her thighs and into her belly. Her nipples were raw with need and as if Kathryn had read her mind, she lowered her head and soothed them with her tongue.

“Kathryn…” Seven moaned, wondrous at how dark her voice was, how deep in her throat it rumbled as she spoke her lover’s name. “I am uncertain how to advance.”

“Just relax. Let the feelings take you over. Let go.” Kathryn’s words vibrated around Seven’s right nipple.

“Kiss me?” Seven asked, out of breath.

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Continued in pt 21 on Dec 21...

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