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
“No, you
misunderstand. I do not fear you, or how you feel
about me, it is… It is my own inadequacy I fear. It
does not matter how much I research this subject, or
try to familiarise myself with the different sex
techniques. I would still be inadequate for the task
at hand.”
Familiar with how
Seven could reason sometimes, this still took
Janeway by surprise. She managed to refrain from
groaning out loud in frustration. Instead she rose
on her toes and placed her mouth at Seven’s ear,
murmuring. “Your turn to listen to me. I don’t need
perfection. In fact, when it comes to the physical
manifestation of love, there is no such thing. Trust
me, all I want is to hold you and make both of us
feel good.” You’re such a
liar Katie. You want her. All of her. As many times
as possible.
“You are not
discouraged by my inexperience?” Seven asked.
God, no-no-no.
“Nothing about you discourages me. Not your
innocence, not your Borgness, nothing.”
Seven finally
relaxed against her and returned the embrace.
Janeway revelled in the softness of Seven’s full
breasts where they pushed into her, just above her
own. She allowed her own hands to roam freely over
Seven’s back, from the nape of her neck, to the
roundness of her buttocks and sighed
deeply in content to have Seven in her arms at last.
“You feel as wonderful as you look,” she husked. A
soft, slightly metal tinged, vanilla scent filled
her senses, and Janeway was certain nothing had, to
date, enticed her as much. Inhaling deeply, she
pressed her face against Seven’s shoulders. “You’re
exquisite. There’s no other word for it.”
Seven’s slender
arms wrapped closer around her, soft breaths gushing
from her parted lips creating another sensation
against Janeway’s temples. “I find all these
conflicting emotions unsettling.”
Janeway flinched.
“Unsettling?”
“Yes. I want to
remain standing here in your arms, Captain, and yet,
parts of me do not.”
“Wait a minute,
you don’t want to be here with me?” Cold regret made
Janeway eyes burn.
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