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Relaxation

By: Tori
folder Star Trek › Voyager
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 2
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Part 2

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I was dreaming. No I wasn't, she was really kissing me.

And doing it well.

So if a beautiful woman kissed you what would happen?

Like a said. Saint? I think not.

I slid in a little tongue.

Right like you wouldn't have?

She moaned into my mouth.

Her breath tasted as sweet as her lips did.

I thought she'd be tangy, maybe with a metallic aftertaste.

But she was nothing but sweet, and warm. All woman.

When she moved back from my lips her's were shiny and swollen, and
there was a slightly dazed look in her eyes.

"Lanna, that was many things but not relaxing"

Her voice was breathy, and incredibly feminine.

I wet my lips. Both sets.

"It's not supposed to be" I smirked.

She smirked back "I realize that now"

I nearly panicked when she lifted me. Effortlessly. Off the floor.
She's alot stronger than she looks.

"I can hear your heart Lanna. It's erractic. Is that for me?"

I don't know where she learned to talk like that. But I'm not hating
it.

"Or is it your arousal?" She brought her aristocratic nose to my
neck.

I shivered. I couldn't help it. That kinda thing turns a Klingon on.

"Lanna" she whispered into my ear in a sing-song voice "I can smell
you"

She buried her face in my neck nipping and biting at my skin.

If she hadn't been holding me I'd of fallen. Being as she was
holding me I just wrapped my legs around her.

I buried my face in the crook of her neck and licked and nipped at
her. Her skin was a mixture of salty sweetness and the metallic
twang I expected in her mouth.

When her hand slid under my ass I bit her, it was an intinctive
move. What suprised me more was her biting back.

Sinking her perfect white teeth into my neck. When she pierced my
sking I went into a bloodlust.

I don't know how I forced her back, but we ended up on the couch. I
was crouched over her lap and she was holding me in place and
caressing me at the same time. I wrapped my arms around her bringing
our chests together. Her adundant breasts pressed against mine
heightened my bloodlust.

Her breathless moaning and light caresses where driving me insane.

She slid her hand between my legs, curled her fingers up increasing
the friction between my pants and my....self.

Okay, okay, I'll admit, I went commando. As she soon found out.

"Lanna I believed undergarments were something that no woman should
go without"

She'd slid her hand under the waist band and was lightly running her
fingers over everything they could reach.

"I also believed that Klingon females produced hair around their
genitalia"

I giggled at that. Though it did turn into a moan when she found her
way between my lips.

"You are moist. Are you enjoying 'relaxing' with me Lanna?"

She whispered that in my ear.

"I am enjoying it as well. Would you like me to show you 'how' much?"

I grunted my agreement. I too could 'smell' her.

She slowly led my shaking hand within the abyss between her legs. I
encountered no metal parts. It seemed the borg had left
certain 'aspects' of her completely human. She was hot and wet, and
open. Yet still so tight. I slid a finger in right away. I was in no
rush, I just wanted to feel her. I manuevered my finger around
inside her for long minutes.

She was quiet except for the small gasps and soft moans
my 'exploration' drew out of her.

I removed my hand and brought the fingers, wet with her juices, to
my lips and tasted her.

"Sweet. Just like the rest of you"

Her hand remained firmly where it was. She was using her human hand,
and to it's full advantage as well. Not that I minded. I swear she
has the amazing collapsable hands. She could fit them everywhere. I
felt first one, then two fingers inside me. I was throbbing and
entirely to close to cumming. I wanted her with me when I did.
Something I preferred with all my lovers. Not that there have been
many. Well many men anyway.

I slid my hand back home. I was welcomed by warmth, wetness, and the
sexiest gasps my Klingon ears have ever heard.

"Oh Lanna please.."

I swear she growled it. Her voice was low and gravelly. It sounded
almost angry. By Klingon standards anyway.

I was one-step closer to losing it.

I slid two fingers inside her, felt around for it and found it. I
could tell by her gasp.

"Ani has a G-spot" I sang softly into her ear.

"Yes she does" she growled into my ear.

Then she returned the favor.

I found myself urging her hand harder, faster. And she happily
complied.

I felt her tighten around my fingers, and began to flick my fingers
over tir tight little bud. The new sensation surprised her, and sent
her over the edge.

She came hard on my hand. Soaking it fully and leaving a wet spot on
her trousers.

It felt like my orgasm would never end. She kept manuevering and I
kept cumming. It seemed that she held me there for hours. I'd thrust
and she'd move this way or that. Keeping me so effectively turned on
I lost all sense.

When I came back to myself I was slumped in her arms.

"Thank you for 'relaxing' with me Lanna" she whispered into my ear.
She gently bite my cheek, and flexed her fingers.

I lost all consciousness.

When I came too I was alone in the Holodeck.

I saved the room, straightened my clothes, and left.
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I walked back to my quarters in a daze. I couldn't believe she'd do
something like that. Not Seven of Nine. Not the Captains lap dog. No
way in hell she was a love 'em and leave 'em woman. That was
supposed to be me.

I didn't hear Paris come upon me. I jumped a good foot when he
called my name.

"Hey Lanna I've been looking for you everywhere" he seemed genuinely
concerned "Where have you been you look a little, uh rough."

"Oh I've been relaxing with Seven of Nine" I said honestly.
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In Cargo Bay Two Seven of Nine aka Annika Hansen pulled up a list of
names.

Carefully she highlighted a new one.

"B'Elanna Torres" she smirked "Lucky number Seven"

"Seven already? It's been less than a week" Tal Celes said coming
from behind a borg alcove.

"Not really" Seven turned and smiled sweetly at her friend "I
believe your tree in one day tops my seven in one week"

"Less than a week, and I definitely didn't nail B'Elanna Torres"
Celes sat on the edge of the alcove.

"Bothaneyaney twins 'and' Susan Nicoletti" Seven pointed out joining
her.

"Okay so it was awesome" Celes blushed.

"And all at once too" Seven smirked.

Celes rolled her eyes "Who's next on the list?"

"Kehera Notobi" Seven quoted off a Nearby PADD"

"The Ensign in Biometrics? That cute little Trill?" Celes rose and
brushed off her uniform trousers "She's all mine"

"Not if I get there first!" Seven challenged.
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Hehe I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo evil....
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