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Her Borgness
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Rating: NC-17 DRAW DAMMIT DRAW!
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Title: Her Borgness
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B'Elanna Torres stood outside the double doors, contemplating whether or not to enter. She truly trusted her friend but Seven could at times still be odd in her Borgness.
After putting aside their past arguements and differences of opinions, Seven and B'Elanna had begun a wonderful friendship. Gone where the screaming matches and borderline physical violence. Now there were whispered secrets and practical jokes done in tandem against one Thomas Paris.
But when Seven had come up with this new game, this...bet. B'Elanna was beginning to believe she might be in over her head. Seven was tricky. Amazingly intelligent, and terribly devious the borg had pulled quite a few over B'Elanna's head before she'd decided to work 'with' her instead of trying to 'best' her. But she'd slipped up this time. She'd gotten to know Seven in the 8 years they'd been stuck on the ship together, and in a weak moment she was sure that her friend couldn't surprise her more than she already had.
6 years in Seven had confessed something to B'Elanna that had knocked her off her feet. The ships resident Borg was in love with it's intrepid Captain. And somehow Seven had convinced in the domitable Janeway to love her back. And for the past 2 years, the love birds had been together almost every free moment they had. The love between them was fierce and obvious in the way the interacted. It was a beautiful thing to see and B'Elanna was happy for them.
If only she had someone to love as well. The relationship with Tom never worked out. He'd been sleeping around on her, with not just Jenny, but also Megan Delaney, and a few crewman from the lower decks. Seven informing her of this, had strangely been the beginning of their friendship. And B'Elanna herself, had secretly desired Seven until her confession of love for another. To be honest she still had strong feelings for her beautiful borg friend, but it was a dream she'd be happy to never achieve if it meant Sevens happiness.
And here she stood, outside Holodeck 2, debating on whether or not she believed that Seven could surprise her after all these years.
"Buck up Torres, it's just Seven" she mumbled to herself as she rolled her shoulders back. Then she paused again before coming close enough to the doors to activate the sensors. This was just Seven. Quirky, funny, incredibly tricky Seven.
But it couldn't be 'that' bad.
Could it?
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After standing outside the Holodeck for nearly a half hour B'Elanna talked herself into entering. As the stepped through the nearly silent double doors and was surprised to find herself in the front yard of what she could only derive to be a Traditionalist home. There was a garden with vegetables planted before the white washed wraparound porch, in which a small wooden double swing blew gently in the breeze.
Ok, very nice but no big surprises there.
As B'Elanna climbed to the porch she realized the front door was sitting open behind a swinging storm door. "Hello?" she called out and briefly knocked.
"Come on in!" a voice that sounded like the Captains returned "We're in the parlor!"
Seven had programmed the Captain into this? And who exactly was 'we'? Intrigued but not yet surprised B'Elanna followed the sound of the voice.
She walked through a homey living room setting, glancing to her left she saw a beautifully tiled kitchen, and could swear she smelled banana pancakes, but she moved on without checking.
Her shoes clicked lightly on hardwood floors as she followed a hallway with several pictures of people hanging about the walls, until she reached a room with soft carpeting. "Hello?" she called again.
"We're here B'Elanna" the Captains voice came again, closer, and huskier than normal.
As B'Elanna cleared the curve in the wall she froze in sheer disbelief.
Seven and the Captain lay on a chaise lounge. Seven had Kathryn pinned beneath her as she suckled on her naked breast. Kathryn in turn was clutching Sevens head tightly to her chest, as if to keep the younger woman from stopping her delightful ministrations.
B'Elanna honestly couldn't believe Seven had done this. Made a holoprogram of herself and her wife in a compromising position and sent B'Elanna into it unawares. Yes the borg has MANY surprises left in her. But if Seven felt the need to give B'Elanna a surprise like this, who was she to not take her friend up on it? And with such amazing programming too. She could actually 'smell' the arousal in the room. The air was thick with it, and the scent, though programmed, was starting to really get to her.
"Won't you join us Lanna?" the holo captain asked, taking one hand of Sevens loose hair and hold out to the klingon.
B'Elanna let a slow smile cross her face and she took in the two beautiful bodies before her. She noticed a pink smudge on the captains hip, a birthmark, and she wondered how true to form Seven had made the holograms. Knowing her friend, everything here, was where it was in actuality.
"I think I will" the Klingon grinned like a kid at Christmas. She moved forward, quickly shedding her tunic and uniform pants and shirt at a speed that would probably break the sound barrier. As she got closer Seven continued her suckling, and Kathryn began to writhe and moan though she still held her hand out for B'Elanna.
Oh yeah Seven was a damn good programmer. Kathryn's hands were warn, overly so from arousal and B'Elanna could even feel the quickened pulse and she allowed herself to be pulled down on the chaise with them. She settled herself against Sevens back and ran her fingers gently up and down the soft supple skin.
She hadn't seen programming this intricate since the Hirogen had taken over the ship briefly and forced them to fight in that World War II holo-program. The bodies were warm and she could every feel the holographic Seven breath. She press her center against Seven butt, as she leaned down to kiss the borg's shoulders and neck. She felt the hands of the woman beneath them both tangle in her hair as she pressed them all tightly together.
At first it all seemed a bit odd, with Kathryn's fingers in her hair while she pressed herself hotly against the womans wife, but when Seven arched up, breaking the suction of their lips to moan at B'Elanna ministrations she really got into the grove. She moved her hands from Sevens waist where she'd been guiding the blonde's lower half against her own. She slid her hand between Sevens legs, encountering a wetness she had to fight to urge to taste, and slid the other between the two sets of breasts that were pressed together between the married couple.
Through skill alone B'Elanna was able to pinch both their nipples between her fingers, rubbing gently against them as she found the root of Seven's arousal between her legs.
The blondes clit was soft, swollen and oh so wet. B'Elanna's own arousal leapt greatly as the blond moaned once again and pressed herself into the strong fingers. B'Elanna chuckled lowly and pressed her face against Sevens shoulder, fighting the urge to sink in her teeth. She played gently with the blonde's clit, as Seven pressed down to get a harder grind. B'Elanna kept up her gentle touch even when Seven begged her for a firmer caress.
Suddenly Seven pressed down as Kathryn pressed up and B'Elanna was touched both women. Kathryn and Sevens grunts of pleasure came in perfect unison as they pressed themselves against the strong hand, and nimble fingers. B'Elanna doubled her efforts as the couples breathing sped up, and she could see the flush on the Captains skin as she grew closer to her climax. B'Elanna couldn't keep herself from smiling as she watch the powerful woman throw back her head and arch her body closer to Seven and her center harder against her hand. When the red-haired woman finally opened her eyes again and the rich brown of B'Elanna's met the sultry blue of Kathryn's she paused momentarily in surprise as those fathomless blue eyes seemed to 'beg' her for something.
Seven dropped her head, her hair falling loosely from it's usual tight knot, to fall across the Captain's neck and shoulders. B'Elanna hesitantly leaned lower, pressing her hot breasts and tight nipples against the borg's back again, and she felt Kathryns hands move gently in her hair, helping to lower to closer. When their lips met, B'Elanna's entire body 'tingled' a rush of pleasure shot through her and she felt a definite 'surge' of arousal between her legs. Kathryn opened her lips and welcomed the Klingon's questing tongue. B'Elanna's first taste of her Captain was like the greatest high. She was sweet, but not cloyingly so, a pleasant sweetness that satisfied but somehow left you knowing you'd never get enough.
Damn Seven and her awesome programming. Now B'Elanna would forever wonder if this was really what Kathryn tasted like. What she smelled and felt like as she was pleasured beyond endurance.
"Please Lanna" Seven's voice was muffled from where her face was pressed against her wife's neck, inches from their joined lips.
It was then the Klingon realized that during their kiss she'd stopped the movement of her fingers between their legs. She slowly pulled back until their lips barely touched and slowly began to move her fingers. Both of the women beneath her groaned and gasped at they were lovingly caressed, Seven with her head buried in her wifes neck, and Kathryn staring into the eyes of her chief engineer. B'Elanna sped up, her fingers going back and forth between them, spreading and mixing their wetness as she shallowly penetrated one then the other. Their breathing picked up as they both neared their climax. Seven began to make a mewling sound as the cadence of her hips changed and her rhythm became erratic. Kathryn's eyes darkened to a midnight blue as she stared, unblinking at the woman who was driving her wild.
Her heat picked up as Sevens hands shot up to caress her breasts as they got came nearer and nearer to giving B'Elanna their pleasure. With Seven's hands at Kathryn's breasts, B'Elanna's hand was free to roam down the supple skin of Seven's back. Coming to rest at the small of it she pressed down until she heard the telltale sounds that their wet centers were touching. Both women shuddered and clutched tighter as the pressure the Klingon exerted kept the centers of their ecstasy pressed together, and with each stroke she brought a sweet torment. B'Elanna continued to stare into the blue eyes as both women crested suddenly and in unison. Seven's entire body seemed to vibrate, giving B'Elanna her own small orgasm, and Kathryn, whose lips remained bare centimeters away from her, sighed deeply after a high pitched keen, both of them breathing the same air.
After long moments both women came down from their ecstasy and B'Elanna slowly moved her body from Seven's back.
She stretch languidly, unaware of her audience she tasted her wet fingers. Which led her to wonder if that was what her friends truly tasted like mixed together, and felt a moment of sorry because she know, no matter how well programmed, the computer couldn't just imitate the perfect taste of a woman.
She felt soft hands at her waist and looked down to find that Seven had risen from the chaise and moved to the side, and that her captain was caressing her gently at the waist, tracing along her belly, and studying the layout of her leen muscled form.
"I'm sure you didn't finish" the red-haired woman husked as she finally met the Klingons eyes "Let me help you" she grinned up at the suprised Klingon as she tugged to woman to her. When B'Elanna stood between her legs, inches from her body she ducked slightly and tasted the wetness that was making itself known in the curls at the junction of the darker womans thighs.
B'Elanna's eyes closed and her head fell back as the talented tongue searched out and found all the places she loved to be tasted. Sucking gently on the larger of her dual clitori, licking over it's smaller sister and bringing a full body shudder she just couldn't subdue. Then came Seven. Pressing tightly against her back, as the klingon had done moments before, cupping her high breasts and teasing the nipples slightly rougher than a human woman would find comfortable. And it droze the klingon crazy. She found herself grinding against the mouth of the woman below her as Seven expertly manipulated her breasts just the way she liked it.
She felt pressure against her leg, and looked down to find that the Captain was slowly lifting one of her legs to wrap it over her shoulder, giving her more room with which to work. B'Elanna happily complied and shuddered again as she moved her attention once again the to larger clitoral hood, and teased the smaller one with her fingers. Her balance was precarious and she was able to enjoy herself more when Seven guided her shoulders back, allowing her to lean her body against her. her head laying comfortably on the blonde's shoulder and she nibbled at the skin of B'Elanna's shoulders and neck. Tiny shocks of pain, shot pleasure directly between her legs where she was being expertly devoured.
Her deep breathing became, tiny keening cries, which led to full out moans as her pleasure built. The sensations shooting through her body, from her nipples to her dual clitori and back, drawing on cries of need, though no true words were spoken. She nearly climaxed when Seven's left hand left her breast, sliding south until she could enter B'Elanna from behind, thrusting inside with no warning. After the initial thrust Seven spread her fingers inside, at the same moment that Kathryn latched on to the smaller, and more sensitive clitori, taking the Klingon over into a mind blowing climax.
B'Elanna's mind was on a temporary vacation as she tried to come back down from one of the best orgasms of her life. Then reality hit her.
She wasn't really being touched, there was no real feeling, no real need behind the pleasure given. It was merely a dream, one she'd kept well hidden. Or thought she had. A program made as a bet, by a friend who had probably done more harm than good.
As if knowing the sultry spell was broken the two women released B'Elanna. Allowing her to stand, sated, sad, and untouched between them.
B'Elanna able to see her greatest dream, and know it wasn't real, was unable to stand there any longer. Between to two women she loved more than anything, but whom loved each other. She dropped her head, eyes shut against the tears she would never let fall.
"Computer end program" her voice broken as she heard the sub-vocal 'buzz' that was made by the holographic emitters cease. She sighed in resignation, planning to go back to her quarters and rub herself raw with memories of this, while she formulated a plan to convinced Seven she hadn't been surprised that she was....well 'kinky'.
She opened her eyes and was startled to find the Captain still on her knees before her. A sultry laugh from behind her had her turning in awe and disbelief.
Seven grinned evilly, and waved at her stunned friend.
"Surprise"
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Rating: NC-17 DRAW DAMMIT DRAW!
Archive: www.adult-fanfiction.org
Title: Her Borgness
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B'Elanna Torres stood outside the double doors, contemplating whether or not to enter. She truly trusted her friend but Seven could at times still be odd in her Borgness.
After putting aside their past arguements and differences of opinions, Seven and B'Elanna had begun a wonderful friendship. Gone where the screaming matches and borderline physical violence. Now there were whispered secrets and practical jokes done in tandem against one Thomas Paris.
But when Seven had come up with this new game, this...bet. B'Elanna was beginning to believe she might be in over her head. Seven was tricky. Amazingly intelligent, and terribly devious the borg had pulled quite a few over B'Elanna's head before she'd decided to work 'with' her instead of trying to 'best' her. But she'd slipped up this time. She'd gotten to know Seven in the 8 years they'd been stuck on the ship together, and in a weak moment she was sure that her friend couldn't surprise her more than she already had.
6 years in Seven had confessed something to B'Elanna that had knocked her off her feet. The ships resident Borg was in love with it's intrepid Captain. And somehow Seven had convinced in the domitable Janeway to love her back. And for the past 2 years, the love birds had been together almost every free moment they had. The love between them was fierce and obvious in the way the interacted. It was a beautiful thing to see and B'Elanna was happy for them.
If only she had someone to love as well. The relationship with Tom never worked out. He'd been sleeping around on her, with not just Jenny, but also Megan Delaney, and a few crewman from the lower decks. Seven informing her of this, had strangely been the beginning of their friendship. And B'Elanna herself, had secretly desired Seven until her confession of love for another. To be honest she still had strong feelings for her beautiful borg friend, but it was a dream she'd be happy to never achieve if it meant Sevens happiness.
And here she stood, outside Holodeck 2, debating on whether or not she believed that Seven could surprise her after all these years.
"Buck up Torres, it's just Seven" she mumbled to herself as she rolled her shoulders back. Then she paused again before coming close enough to the doors to activate the sensors. This was just Seven. Quirky, funny, incredibly tricky Seven.
But it couldn't be 'that' bad.
Could it?
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After standing outside the Holodeck for nearly a half hour B'Elanna talked herself into entering. As the stepped through the nearly silent double doors and was surprised to find herself in the front yard of what she could only derive to be a Traditionalist home. There was a garden with vegetables planted before the white washed wraparound porch, in which a small wooden double swing blew gently in the breeze.
Ok, very nice but no big surprises there.
As B'Elanna climbed to the porch she realized the front door was sitting open behind a swinging storm door. "Hello?" she called out and briefly knocked.
"Come on in!" a voice that sounded like the Captains returned "We're in the parlor!"
Seven had programmed the Captain into this? And who exactly was 'we'? Intrigued but not yet surprised B'Elanna followed the sound of the voice.
She walked through a homey living room setting, glancing to her left she saw a beautifully tiled kitchen, and could swear she smelled banana pancakes, but she moved on without checking.
Her shoes clicked lightly on hardwood floors as she followed a hallway with several pictures of people hanging about the walls, until she reached a room with soft carpeting. "Hello?" she called again.
"We're here B'Elanna" the Captains voice came again, closer, and huskier than normal.
As B'Elanna cleared the curve in the wall she froze in sheer disbelief.
Seven and the Captain lay on a chaise lounge. Seven had Kathryn pinned beneath her as she suckled on her naked breast. Kathryn in turn was clutching Sevens head tightly to her chest, as if to keep the younger woman from stopping her delightful ministrations.
B'Elanna honestly couldn't believe Seven had done this. Made a holoprogram of herself and her wife in a compromising position and sent B'Elanna into it unawares. Yes the borg has MANY surprises left in her. But if Seven felt the need to give B'Elanna a surprise like this, who was she to not take her friend up on it? And with such amazing programming too. She could actually 'smell' the arousal in the room. The air was thick with it, and the scent, though programmed, was starting to really get to her.
"Won't you join us Lanna?" the holo captain asked, taking one hand of Sevens loose hair and hold out to the klingon.
B'Elanna let a slow smile cross her face and she took in the two beautiful bodies before her. She noticed a pink smudge on the captains hip, a birthmark, and she wondered how true to form Seven had made the holograms. Knowing her friend, everything here, was where it was in actuality.
"I think I will" the Klingon grinned like a kid at Christmas. She moved forward, quickly shedding her tunic and uniform pants and shirt at a speed that would probably break the sound barrier. As she got closer Seven continued her suckling, and Kathryn began to writhe and moan though she still held her hand out for B'Elanna.
Oh yeah Seven was a damn good programmer. Kathryn's hands were warn, overly so from arousal and B'Elanna could even feel the quickened pulse and she allowed herself to be pulled down on the chaise with them. She settled herself against Sevens back and ran her fingers gently up and down the soft supple skin.
She hadn't seen programming this intricate since the Hirogen had taken over the ship briefly and forced them to fight in that World War II holo-program. The bodies were warm and she could every feel the holographic Seven breath. She press her center against Seven butt, as she leaned down to kiss the borg's shoulders and neck. She felt the hands of the woman beneath them both tangle in her hair as she pressed them all tightly together.
At first it all seemed a bit odd, with Kathryn's fingers in her hair while she pressed herself hotly against the womans wife, but when Seven arched up, breaking the suction of their lips to moan at B'Elanna ministrations she really got into the grove. She moved her hands from Sevens waist where she'd been guiding the blonde's lower half against her own. She slid her hand between Sevens legs, encountering a wetness she had to fight to urge to taste, and slid the other between the two sets of breasts that were pressed together between the married couple.
Through skill alone B'Elanna was able to pinch both their nipples between her fingers, rubbing gently against them as she found the root of Seven's arousal between her legs.
The blondes clit was soft, swollen and oh so wet. B'Elanna's own arousal leapt greatly as the blond moaned once again and pressed herself into the strong fingers. B'Elanna chuckled lowly and pressed her face against Sevens shoulder, fighting the urge to sink in her teeth. She played gently with the blonde's clit, as Seven pressed down to get a harder grind. B'Elanna kept up her gentle touch even when Seven begged her for a firmer caress.
Suddenly Seven pressed down as Kathryn pressed up and B'Elanna was touched both women. Kathryn and Sevens grunts of pleasure came in perfect unison as they pressed themselves against the strong hand, and nimble fingers. B'Elanna doubled her efforts as the couples breathing sped up, and she could see the flush on the Captains skin as she grew closer to her climax. B'Elanna couldn't keep herself from smiling as she watch the powerful woman throw back her head and arch her body closer to Seven and her center harder against her hand. When the red-haired woman finally opened her eyes again and the rich brown of B'Elanna's met the sultry blue of Kathryn's she paused momentarily in surprise as those fathomless blue eyes seemed to 'beg' her for something.
Seven dropped her head, her hair falling loosely from it's usual tight knot, to fall across the Captain's neck and shoulders. B'Elanna hesitantly leaned lower, pressing her hot breasts and tight nipples against the borg's back again, and she felt Kathryns hands move gently in her hair, helping to lower to closer. When their lips met, B'Elanna's entire body 'tingled' a rush of pleasure shot through her and she felt a definite 'surge' of arousal between her legs. Kathryn opened her lips and welcomed the Klingon's questing tongue. B'Elanna's first taste of her Captain was like the greatest high. She was sweet, but not cloyingly so, a pleasant sweetness that satisfied but somehow left you knowing you'd never get enough.
Damn Seven and her awesome programming. Now B'Elanna would forever wonder if this was really what Kathryn tasted like. What she smelled and felt like as she was pleasured beyond endurance.
"Please Lanna" Seven's voice was muffled from where her face was pressed against her wife's neck, inches from their joined lips.
It was then the Klingon realized that during their kiss she'd stopped the movement of her fingers between their legs. She slowly pulled back until their lips barely touched and slowly began to move her fingers. Both of the women beneath her groaned and gasped at they were lovingly caressed, Seven with her head buried in her wifes neck, and Kathryn staring into the eyes of her chief engineer. B'Elanna sped up, her fingers going back and forth between them, spreading and mixing their wetness as she shallowly penetrated one then the other. Their breathing picked up as they both neared their climax. Seven began to make a mewling sound as the cadence of her hips changed and her rhythm became erratic. Kathryn's eyes darkened to a midnight blue as she stared, unblinking at the woman who was driving her wild.
Her heat picked up as Sevens hands shot up to caress her breasts as they got came nearer and nearer to giving B'Elanna their pleasure. With Seven's hands at Kathryn's breasts, B'Elanna's hand was free to roam down the supple skin of Seven's back. Coming to rest at the small of it she pressed down until she heard the telltale sounds that their wet centers were touching. Both women shuddered and clutched tighter as the pressure the Klingon exerted kept the centers of their ecstasy pressed together, and with each stroke she brought a sweet torment. B'Elanna continued to stare into the blue eyes as both women crested suddenly and in unison. Seven's entire body seemed to vibrate, giving B'Elanna her own small orgasm, and Kathryn, whose lips remained bare centimeters away from her, sighed deeply after a high pitched keen, both of them breathing the same air.
After long moments both women came down from their ecstasy and B'Elanna slowly moved her body from Seven's back.
She stretch languidly, unaware of her audience she tasted her wet fingers. Which led her to wonder if that was what her friends truly tasted like mixed together, and felt a moment of sorry because she know, no matter how well programmed, the computer couldn't just imitate the perfect taste of a woman.
She felt soft hands at her waist and looked down to find that Seven had risen from the chaise and moved to the side, and that her captain was caressing her gently at the waist, tracing along her belly, and studying the layout of her leen muscled form.
"I'm sure you didn't finish" the red-haired woman husked as she finally met the Klingons eyes "Let me help you" she grinned up at the suprised Klingon as she tugged to woman to her. When B'Elanna stood between her legs, inches from her body she ducked slightly and tasted the wetness that was making itself known in the curls at the junction of the darker womans thighs.
B'Elanna's eyes closed and her head fell back as the talented tongue searched out and found all the places she loved to be tasted. Sucking gently on the larger of her dual clitori, licking over it's smaller sister and bringing a full body shudder she just couldn't subdue. Then came Seven. Pressing tightly against her back, as the klingon had done moments before, cupping her high breasts and teasing the nipples slightly rougher than a human woman would find comfortable. And it droze the klingon crazy. She found herself grinding against the mouth of the woman below her as Seven expertly manipulated her breasts just the way she liked it.
She felt pressure against her leg, and looked down to find that the Captain was slowly lifting one of her legs to wrap it over her shoulder, giving her more room with which to work. B'Elanna happily complied and shuddered again as she moved her attention once again the to larger clitoral hood, and teased the smaller one with her fingers. Her balance was precarious and she was able to enjoy herself more when Seven guided her shoulders back, allowing her to lean her body against her. her head laying comfortably on the blonde's shoulder and she nibbled at the skin of B'Elanna's shoulders and neck. Tiny shocks of pain, shot pleasure directly between her legs where she was being expertly devoured.
Her deep breathing became, tiny keening cries, which led to full out moans as her pleasure built. The sensations shooting through her body, from her nipples to her dual clitori and back, drawing on cries of need, though no true words were spoken. She nearly climaxed when Seven's left hand left her breast, sliding south until she could enter B'Elanna from behind, thrusting inside with no warning. After the initial thrust Seven spread her fingers inside, at the same moment that Kathryn latched on to the smaller, and more sensitive clitori, taking the Klingon over into a mind blowing climax.
B'Elanna's mind was on a temporary vacation as she tried to come back down from one of the best orgasms of her life. Then reality hit her.
She wasn't really being touched, there was no real feeling, no real need behind the pleasure given. It was merely a dream, one she'd kept well hidden. Or thought she had. A program made as a bet, by a friend who had probably done more harm than good.
As if knowing the sultry spell was broken the two women released B'Elanna. Allowing her to stand, sated, sad, and untouched between them.
B'Elanna able to see her greatest dream, and know it wasn't real, was unable to stand there any longer. Between to two women she loved more than anything, but whom loved each other. She dropped her head, eyes shut against the tears she would never let fall.
"Computer end program" her voice broken as she heard the sub-vocal 'buzz' that was made by the holographic emitters cease. She sighed in resignation, planning to go back to her quarters and rub herself raw with memories of this, while she formulated a plan to convinced Seven she hadn't been surprised that she was....well 'kinky'.
She opened her eyes and was startled to find the Captain still on her knees before her. A sultry laugh from behind her had her turning in awe and disbelief.
Seven grinned evilly, and waved at her stunned friend.
"Surprise"
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