23
By Gun Brooke Janeway’s mouth watered at the sight of Seven’s determination. Clearly, Seven was nervous, perhaps even frightened at the prospect of the intimacy they were going to share. Nevertheless, the Borg assertion was compelling as Seven looked down at her with large eyes brimming with emotions. “Come to bed then,” Janeway said. “I don’t want to wait any longer.” Seven gasped softly and sat down on the bed, in every way as neatly as she normally sat; with her hands folded on her lap. Her posture spoke volumes and Janeway realized that Seven was at a loss on how to proceed despite her bold words. “Come here. Let me just hold you,” Janeway whispered. “Let me put my arms around you and just warm you.” She placed the crystal balls just behind her. Relaxing marginally, Seven nodded, apparently tongue-tied, and lay down on the bed. Janeway snuck her arm under Seven’s neck and pulled her close. The feel of the tall, slender body against her own almost did her in right there and then. Wetness pooled between her legs and Janeway groaned softly into Seven’s ear. “Oh, darling,” she breathed, “if you only knew how you make me feel?” “Elaborate.” Seven said, her voice barely audible. Janeway trembled, trying to voice her desire. “Your skin against mine. Like fire, you know? You make me want you so much, just from laying her next to me. If you touched me, I’m not sure what would happen…well I am, but I have dreamed of this, and now when you’re in my arms, I…I can’t…” Janeway heard herself become more and more incoherent. “Gods, Seven.” Janeway nuzzled Seven’s neck and immediately one of Seven’s arms slid up and held on tightly to her. Tracing the outline of Seven’s jaw, Janeway continued to murmur. “The sounds you make, with that normally so cool voice of yours, when I caress you, almost send me over the edge,” she confessed. “The way you speak my name sends ripples down my spine and I get goose bumps all over. You simply drive me crazy, Seven. Utterly crazy.” Janeway rolled them over, Seven beneath her, before claiming Seven’s lips with her own. She wasn’t disappointed. Seven opened her mouth and let Janeway’s tongue in, met it with her own without hesitation. Hot and cold shivers traveled through Janeway’s body, making her nipples ache, longing to be touched. She pushed herself up on straight arms, on fire now. “Please, darling,” she said breathlessly. “Touch me.” Seven had apparently no problem catching on. She cupped Janeway’s breasts and massaged them gently. “More. I need more.” “You are certain?” Seven whispered. “Yes.” Seven increased the pressure and ended each movement of her hands with a mild tweaking of each nipple. Janeway tossed her head back and moaned out loud. “Yes. Like that, but more.” “More still?” Was there a tinge of teasing in Seven’s voice? Janeway was about to growl when Seven relented and flicked over Janeway’s nipples with her thumb. Just as that wasn’t enough anymore, Seven slipped one arm around Janeway and rolled them, and latched onto a reddened nipple with her mouth. Pre-orgasmic tremors hit between Janeway’s legs when she felt the hot, wet mouth of Seven against her breast. Unaware, probably, of how gentle or not she had to be, Seven grazed the puckered skin with her teeth, biting down hard enough for Janeway to worry some, but not enough to hurt her. Oh, my God, Seven, where did you learn that? Just as that nipple had had enough, Seven moved on to the next one, awarding that the same attention, and nearly pushing Janeway over the edge. She spread her legs, because if she pressed them together any longer, she would come instantly. Seven wasn’t at all helpful. She moved deftly in between Janeway’s legs and ground her hips against her. “You are wet,” she said. “You are very aroused.” Seven sounded both pleased and excited. “Yes, I am.” Janeway felt her face warm and hid it in Seven’s hair, which smelled of the Vegasolian shampoo. Normally Seven just smelled clean and slightly of metal. Now she wore something perfumed for the first time, and that, together with her normal scent, was enticing. “You want me.” A wondrous tone in Seven’s voice cleared Janeway’s mind and she could focus more on Seven than herself for a while. “I want you. I want you so very much. Let me show you.” Janeway reached out and grabbed the crystal balls with one hand and rolled them around yet again. “Just relax, darling.” She pushed the balls against the apex of Seven’s thighs and took one of Seven’s pebbled nipples in her mouth. Sucking hard at it, Janeway pressed the balls against Seven’s sex. “Ah!” Sounding startled and ecstatic at the same time, Seven arched into Janeway’s touch. “Kathryn, oh, my Kathryn…it burns. You are burning me. Push harder.” Seven spoke breathlessly. “Please,” she added, is if she thought being polite would expedite Janeway’s caresses. “By all means,” Janeway purred, her own arousal increasing as she watched Seven spread her legs. She slid the crystals further down and just inside Seven’s outer folds. “Like this, honey? This feels good to my girl?” “K-Kathryn,” Seven sobbed. “Yes. Yes.” “This is just the beginning,” Janeway whispered before taking the next nipple in her mouth.
|
