Summary:  PWP / Erotica.  That's it.  No plot.  Chakotay and Kathryn are on the holodeck.

Copyright January 2001 Cassatt

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"Computer, one bottle sun screen formula number seventeen." Chakotay's eyes didn't break contact with hers as the lotion appeared on the wooden planks.

"I don't think that's going to do much good. It's holographic. As is the sun, for that matter. Safety protocols are in place." Kathryn felt a slight twinge of fear watching him uncap the bottle, a gleam in his eye. A twinge of something else, too.

"Now, now, one can never be too careful. You shouldn't have worn that...thing."

"Thing? This is my bathing suit, and has been for years." She was quite pleased that she could still wear it considering what little fabric it actually consisted of. Still, it might have been a mistake in hindsight. Chakotay's eyes had definitely changed color since they climbed out of the lake to rest on the raft.

"That could be a debatable point. A suit meant for swimming surely would be a bit more aerodynamic. Exposed skin causes drag. And you can get sunburned.  UV rays were programmed in.  So indulge me. Roll over, Kathryn." There was the merest hint of an order to the statement. Their eyes locked again and she felt something shift inside her chest. She felt a change in another part of her body as well. She rolled.

Chakotay's heart was pounding just a bit as he put some lotion on the palm of his left hand then rubbed it with his right, inhaling the scent deeply. He straddled her thighs, feeling the softness of her skin against his own, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He began to rub the lotion in starting with her arms, working his way to her shoulders.

Kathryn was drifting in concert with the raft, gently rocking with the slight lake current. The feel of Chakotay's muscular legs pushing on her own was more than distracting. Electrical currents were running up and down her skin wherever it was in contact with his. And when the hands began their work the current transferred to her arms. The scent of lavendar, and chamomile, and something else floated to her nose.

"Chakotay," was that her voice? It sounded sultry, and smoky. She cleared her throat. "What's in that lotion?"

He picked up the bottle and prepared to pour some on her upper back. "Botanical extracts. Meant to do more than screen from the sun." He poured. She flinched slightly. He imagined her skin rippling in pleasure under his touch. Chakotay returned his hands to their task, rubbing the thick liquid into her shoulders, her shoulder blades and up to her neck, moving her hair out of the way. And ran into the barrier of a tie for the thing. Gently taking an end of string in either hand, he pulled and untied it to gain access to her neck. He took another moment to breathe, aware that his arousal was becoming noticible. He massaged the neck and back down to the shoulders, feeling her relax, sigh and deepen her breathing.

Kathryn was fighting two urges. One, to push him off and dive under the water. Two, to push him off so she could roll over and pull him back, to her lips, her breasts... She heard a soft moan escape her throat. His hands were heading down her back, where she felt them encounter another barrier, the other tie for her suit top. Leave it alone, Chakotay, untie it, Chakotay... His fingers pulled the ends and she felt the barrier disappear.  The thin string now removed left her feeling exposed,  as though something that minute in substance could make a difference. She felt the liquid hit her hot skin and gasped.

"I'm sorry, it's a little cool," his voice was so deep and soft it was mesmerizing. She had heard him speak for years under many circumstances. Never like this.

Chakotay had to take yet another moment simply to look. The vast expanse of naked skin in front of him was beautiful. He wanted to kiss it, to lick it, to whisper words of love in her ear. He could feel how relaxed she was, he heard the soft moan she made and it nearly undid him. He began to rub the new application of lotion into her back, running his hands down to what was left of her suit and back up again, massaging her and caressing her at the same time. On the next trip down her back he let his thumbs sneak under the suit, again she flinched slightly but didn't move or protest. His arousal was getting uncomfortable.

Something made him take the final risk, something in the sweet smell of the lotion, the other sweet smells coming off the lake, the sun shining, the blue cloudless sky, the feel of her, the look of her, something. He leaned forward and began by placing a kiss on the small of her back.

"M-m-m," she said softly.

He took this at face value and continued placing kisses up her back, feeling her move her pelvis ever so slightly. When he reached the back of her neck he ran his hand freely into her hair, pushed it up, holding it out of the way. His lips worked on the skin of her neck, moving forward to her cheek, the softness of her skin against his mouth taking his breath away.

Kathryn felt the electrical current snaking its way throughout her body as his heavenly lips followed their own path heading, she dimly knew, for her mouth. She turned her head slightly, wanting to feel him against more of her neck, wanting him to reach the target sooner, the anticipation sending a thrill from her heart to between her legs. Because suddenly, that day, for some reason, she wanted him more than she could turn him away. Desperately. Wanted him to know how she felt. Desperately.

"Kathryn..." She heard the yearning in his voice as his lips brushed her ear. That did it. She pushed up a bit on one elbow, turning her head and shoulder, his mouth an inch away on her cheek, when her heart stilled and a word ready  to be said was cut off by his lips meeting her own. Contact. The world exploded around her and in her. Any thought of talking ended.

Chakotay was beyond understanding what had happened. He was kissing Kathryn, he was drowning in Kathryn, her taste and scent was intoxicating. He was vaguely aware that he rolled off her, she turned, and he was wrapped up in her all without breaking the exquisite kiss.  She was in his arms, her breasts pushing up against him, her hold on him fierce in need and gentle in touch, their mouths opening widely as they devoured each other.

"I love you..." He heard her say it into his mouth and his heart hit the wall of his chest, once, hard. Then began pounding, loudly. He pulled away from her to look.

Her lips responded to his departure by aching almost painfully. She watched the look of incredulity spread across his features, followed by a dazzling smile. Then he touched her face so tenderly.  No one had ever expressed so much love to her through a simple caress. Her heart began pounding along with his.

"I love you, Kathryn." And she knew it to be true. "Computer, program addition Chakotay zero zero one four." They were suddenly laying on a soft mattress.

"Chakotay, planned ahead did you?" She murmured as his mouth returned to the skin of her neck.

"Only in my dreams. I sleep out here sometimes..."

"Sounds heavenly.... care for some company?"

His lips captured hers and she felt herself melting under the attention. Then he stopped to look deeply into her eyes once more. "If it's you absolutely. Any time, every time..."

She pulled his mouth back to hers and kissed him deeply, then drew back herself. "With our combined holodeck priveleges, we could get eight or nine hours at once..." His mouth fell on hers, his tongue thrusting past her teeth, wrapping itself with hers as she pressed herself to him tightly, their legs entangling, still laying on their sides.

Chakotay slid one hand down her lower back to the last article of clothing she wore, moving under the fabric, caressing her soft skin, slipping his fingers down, between her legs. She responded by rocking herself against his erection, moaning into his mouth, then his ear as he moved to lick her neck. He caressed her as far in as he could reach, her leg was moving up his hip to give him better access but still the suit kept him at bay.

"Chakotay...take it off..." Kathryn panted.

"Spirits, Kathryn..." He moaned in response. He found first the tie easiest to reach and undid it slowly, his heart thudding against his ribs, letting the fabric fall away from her hip as he caressed the skin now freely available. He rolled a bit onto his back, taking her with him so he could reach the other side, which he undid, then removed the offending suit bottom and dropped it somewhere. The final barrier gone his hands roamed everywhere, overwhelmed by her opening herself to his touch. She was writhing against him, kissing whatever she could reach, pulling on the waistband of his own suit, reaching for his now very erect member, moaning as his hands and fingers distracted her as they stroked between her legs, plunging occasionally into the folds.

"Chakotay..." She breathed.

He rolled her onto her back, pulling away slightly to gaze at her, running his hands gently now down her breasts, squeezing her nipples softly, then further down her belly, across her short curls, caressing her, studying her, a look of rapture on his face. He raised his head to meet her eyes.

"You are so beautiful, Kathryn, so beautiful." He leaned in and kissed her deeply.

"Oh God...Chakotay..." She said into his mouth. She moved both hands down his sides to his own offending clothing as they kissed. Pulling the waistband down his hips, gently freeing his erection, down and down as far as she could reach. "Off...now..." She panted.  He quickly rolled off and got rid of the trunks, returning to her just as quickly where they melted into one another, full skin to skin contact overwhelming them both as their mouths and tongues moved together.

Kathryn's  hands began to travel  over him,  stroking down his back to the top of his legs, across to his hips, up to his arms and back down again, wanting to touch him everywhere, to make him lose control.  Feeling his rock hard penis pushing against her, she tried to get her hands in between their moving bodies to reach it.  He moved back a bit to allow her access and she took full advantage of it, wrapping her hand around the hard shaft, stroking it, rubbing the pre-cum around the tip with her thumb.  He suddenly pulled out of her reach.

"I won't last that way..." his voice was husky.  "let me."  He moved his mouth back to her but headed for her neck instead of her mouth.  She sighed with desire when he licked below her ear.  He thought at that moment it was the most beautiful sound he could hear.  Moving down,  his mouth found her breast and as he encircled the nipple, licking it, sucking it, nipping it her sighs turned to moans.  Her pelvis was moving against his chest, his hand traveling up and down her thighs, lightly brushing fingertips along the inside, across her inner lips once more, dipping a finger to her clitoris, swirling it around and back out again.  The moans were getting louder and he felt himself add some to the mix as well.

"Chakotay...God...I won't last...either..." she panted.

"What do you want Kathryn?  Tell me..." He stared into her eyes until she focused on him.  He pushed a finger gently inside her, slowly moving it deeper.

"You.  I want you to take me, plunge inside of me, fill me up completely, be one with me, come with me..." her voice was as husky as his.  "Please..."

His response was to move over her with almost a growl from low in his throat.  Kathryn spread her legs widely, her heart pounding inside a body on fire and watched as he placed himself at her opening.

He had never wanted anything as much as this. The sudden clarity of it took his breath away. He met her eyes, smoky with desire, hearing her soul reach out for his own with a whisper. "I love you, too..." He answered as he entered her slowly. She was wet, slick, and hot and opening herself up to each thrust he made as they slowly, gradually, became one. When he was finally fully engulfed by her he leaned in and took her mouth again, needing to feel her tongue on his, to taste her breath.

Chakotay was overwhelmed by it all, the sensation of Kathryn under him, kissing him, surrounding him, loving him and wanting him was almost too much. She was overcome by emotions too,  as the sensation of him filling her, loving her, pressing down on her, kissing her and wanting her enraptured her completely.

He began to slowly stroke in and out of her and she moved right with him, finding a rhythm quickly. He was already close and could taste that she was, too. They moved together, his thrusts long, almost completely out and then plunging back in again. She felt the long-desired internal massage  and tasted his climax approaching, sending her spiralling up higher and higher. Their movements quickened, became hard thrusts and counter thrusts, panting names and gutteral noises into each other's mouths, stars gathering behind their eyelids as their bodies moved faster and faster. Kathryn gasped the moment before her orgasm washed over her, every cell in her body responding, her legs shuddering against his hips as wave after wave of release took her. Chakotay, feeling her contract around him, followed her to oblivion, stars exploding in his head as he plunged ever deeper into her, spilling himself against her womb, his aftershocks mixing with hers, her name escaping his lips as he heard his come from her soul.

They held each other tightly as their hearts slowed, their mouths met again with tenderness, their tears dried, and their words of love became murmurs. They spent time merely gazing into each other's eyes as hands caressed and explored slowly. Promises were made for the future, both near and far. Finally their eyes closed and with bodies entwined they drifted off to sleep as the slow current of the lake rocked the raft, and them.
 
 
 

The End.

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