Pushing faster and
harder into Janeway, Seven did not let go of the
over-sensitised ridge of nerves, instead Janeway
could feel her gently grate her teeth over it.
Then something
happened inside. It was as if Seven’s cybernetic
implants on her fingers began to hum, a low, hardly
detectable vibration. Janeway went rigid, and her
eyes snapped open. Staring wide-eyed at Seven, she
arched, drawing Seven farther into her body.
Convulsions began
as small flutters, which escalated through out
Janeway’s body. A surprising sharpness singed
through her, emanating from her clitoris, and
somewhere deep inside where Seven’s fingers were
still causing havoc. Unable to stay quiet, and not
really sure why she should, Janeway’s whimper
escalated into a cry of release and pleasure.
“Seven! Make me yours…take me. Don’t stop!”
Seven obeyed
without a word, or missing a beat. She kept licking
the pulsating clitoris, and pressing her fingers in
and out of Janeway, with a steady and gentle force. Somehow
Janeway knew Seven would not stop until she asked
her to, and since she was still riding the enormous
tidal wave of pleasure, the orgasm incredibly
strong, she was not about to do so.
Eventually, the
tremors inside her faded, and Janeway lowered her
legs around Seven’s shoulders. “Darling,” she said
throatily, “why don’t you come up and lie here with
me on the bed. I want to hold you.”
She felt Seven
carefully extract her fingers, dislodge her mouth,
and slide up on the bed next to her. Janeway moved
to the side and made her weary body turn, so they
would be lying against the pillows.
“You okay?”
Janeway asked, a little concerned that this sexual
encounter might have been too much for Seven.
“I am more than
‘okay’, Kathryn,” Seven said. “I am also ready to
make love again.”
Janeway rose on
her elbow, glancing down at her lover. “What? You
mean, you’re ready to go again, already?”
“Judging from my
body’s reactions—yes.”
“Then by all
means, allow me,” Janeway purred. “I’m the right
person for the job, I think.” She pulled Seven on
top of her, sliding a thigh between her legs. “Now,
that’s it. Press against my leg. There you go. Mm.
How does that feel? Good?”
“Yes…” Seven
whispered, pushing her pelvis along Janeway’s leg.
“It’s more than adequate. It is a most stimulating
feeling. I think I’m going to…” Seven went rigid,
and Janeway knew she had been holding on as long as
she had made love to her. Now it was time again for
the lovely woman in her arms to let go. Seven was
obviously struggling with finding her way to an
orgasm again, and Janeway wanted desperately to be
the one who gave it to her. Feeling somewhat silly
about being so territorial, Janeway renewed her
efforts. Reaching behind Seven, she found the twin
globes of Seven’s bottom. She grabbed them, hoping
her passionate touch would not bruise Seven.
Instead this
seemed to be what Seven required to come for the
second time. She pulled Janeway closer with one hand
and clenched the corner of a pillow in the other as
she bucked against her lover. “Kathryn,” she
managed. “Oh, please. It’s like fire…”
Becoming rigid,
like frozen in time, her utter beauty so obvious,
and deliciously tousled, Seven fell onto Janeway
with a thud when flesh hit flesh.
~