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By Gun Brooke Seven arched into Kathryn’s kiss, dizzy from a combination of her soaring desire and lack of oxygen. She laced her fingers through Kathryn’s hair and the silky feel of it added to the heat. Moaning, Seven felt Kathryn’s tongue explore her mouth, devour her. Seven wanted nothing more than to give in to the emotions she had fought for so long, but it was not possible as long as Barra was there. As if Kathryn became aware of the same thing, she pulled away, out of breath, looking at Seven with stormy blue-gray eyes. “I’m sorry, Seven. I never meant for it to go so far…here.” “I understand.” Kathryn cupped Seven’s chin. “You’re so beautiful.” The candid words, said with such tenderness, melted something in Seven she had not even realized were frozen until now. She felt the rush of her nanoprobes and had to manually calibrate her cortical node to a new setting since she did not wish to return to her previous, cold state. “You are beautiful also,” Seven said shyly. “Kathryn.” “Yes?” “Just Kathryn.” Kathryn’s smile, so lush and inviting, increased Seven’s core temperature further. “I see that today’s exercise is just about completed. I will report to the Lady Graynce that it was a success.” Barra’s voice startled Seven and she pulled back, surprised at how quickly she had forgotten that they were not alone. “Good,” Janeway said, clearly back in her captain persona. “Are we required to go somewhere else now?” “My computer says to send you to the Singing Flowers Garden.” Barra bowed as she bid them farewell. “You will enjoy that even more than you did this session.” She winked at Seven. “Especially you, dear child.” “I will?” Seven bowed in return, hoping it was the right thing to do. “Yes. Just go through the patio doors and take a left. You’ll know when you’ve arrived. Perhaps I’ll see you later, Seven. Captain.” Seven rose on unsteady legs and helped Janeway to her feet. The patio doors led out into a garden full of exotic flowers, and ancient ruins of what she surmised could have been an early palace. They kept walking, and Seven, wanting to feel again what she had experienced in Kathryn’s arms earlier, took her hand hesitatingly. Kathryn looked up at her with half a smile, her eyes still dark with restrained passion and Seven felt it stir within her, melting her further. She gasped, fearing she might combust from sheer desire and something more…something deeper. They turned a corner and Janeway stopped in her tracks so fast, Seven had to turn and steady both of them. “Oh, my.” Janeway stared at something over Seven’s shoulder. “Is that what we’re doing next?”
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