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.
by
Gun Brooke
Seven met her half
way, finally placing the rose in Janeway’s hand.
“You look beautiful as well.”
Not even thinking,
only reacting to the incredible voice of the woman
standing before her, Janeway clutched the rose in
her hand and reached for Seven with the other. She
wrapped her free arm around Seven’s narrow waist,
not pulling her closer, but merely held her in
place. “I do?”
“Yes.” The sight
of a pink tongue wetting Seven’s lower lip sent
shivers through Janeway’s abdomen, ending up in a
delicious twitch between her legs. “You look lovely in
this garment.” To Janeway’s surprise Seven raised
her human hand and trailed her captain’s upper, lace
clad arm.
“You’re
breathtaking,” Janeway whispered. She glanced down
on the rose in her hand. Placing it safely on the
table next to them, she then raised her arm and slid
the hand in under Seven’s heavy hair. She felt the
weight of the silken mass against her skin and she
stepped in close enough that if either of them
inhaled deeply, their chests would touch. “These
last few weeks have been nothing short of torment.”
“I have
experienced pain also. It has been most
unproductive.”
Janeway dipped her
head quickly to hide a smile. Of course, trust Seven
to see it from a practical point of view. Looking
back up, she allowed her desire to surface. “Do I
understand you correctly, Seven? I need to know,
because I can’t go through another two weeks, or
more, thinking I’d overstepped the boundaries
and…harassed you.”
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