J/7
- NC-17 (eventually) - same gender love...if illegal
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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
Pushing up
farther, Kathryn pressed her lips to Seven’s and
parted them with a quick flick of her tongue. The
taste on her lips was new to Seven, and she
realised, this was her lubrication. It was not
unpleasant, in fact, the intimacy in kissing her own
juices from Kathryn’s lips enticed her and made her
body convulse, first one sharp twitch, and then a
series of long shudders. Something excruciatingly
wonderful exploded inside her sex, spilled over to
her veins and permeated her entire body, as if
carried by her nano-probes. It was as if a shockwave
of pleasure rolled over her, several times,
relentless. Seven pulled her knees up and pressed
herself against Kathryn’s hand. “Oh!” She undulated,
groaning louder as the pleasure kept going for
another ten point six four seconds before it reduced
in strength. As she slumped back in Kathryn’s arms,
her heart pounded out of control in her chest.
“There,” Kathryn
murmured in her ear, placing soft kisses behind it.
“Wasn’t that wonderful?”
“I have never
experienced anything like this,” Seven said,
surprised to feel tears running down her cheeks. She
hardly ever cried, and when she did, she considered
it a malfunction of her Borg system.
“And now that you
have? Can I interest you in some more?” Kathryn
wiggled her eyebrows, giving a crooked grin.
“Yes.”
Her eyes
darkening, Kathryn moved on top of Seven, rubbing
her entire body against hers in a most satisfying
way. “Really? Excellent. Watching you come made me
go crazy, but I have yet to follow you. Can you feel
how hot you’ve made me, sweetheart?”
Seven could
indeed. Kathryn was perspiring slightly, and the
peach coloured silk panties clung to her centre,
soaked.
“I wish to remove
this last garment,” Seven said, tugging at it. “I
want you as naked as I am. It is only fair.”
“You’re so right.
Why don’t you take me to the bedroom and take it
off…OH!”
~
