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This part was inspired by a story called the Fox and the Wolf by Zorrorojo
Three weeks of absolute bliss. Making love, teasing, talking, kissing, getting to know each other, but mainly making love. We decide to keep our relationship a secret, well I decided. I think it best if we give ourselves time before we open up the floodgates of interest. Tom doesn't like this at all, wants to shout it from the rooftops, broods a bit when I insist.
Two weeks later he becomes more insistent, saying I am ashamed to be with him. I stand my ground, one thing I've learnt is not to give into Tom Paris straight away or he'll just walk all over you. We have a row over it and he storms out. The day after I hear rumours that he visited one of the twins. I confront him about it but he denies it, says I am the only one. We make up, make up pretty spectacularly, he cannot do enough for me. We see each other for the next few days and things are good again. Then he is too busy to see me, busy with Harry he says. I crave for his body, his company so next day I ask him if we can get together. He says he's got plans but will try to drop by. He does, eventually. Saunters in, says he doesn't have much time, let's get naked and ashamedly I do. He responds with passion as he usually does but as soon as our lovemaking is over he makes his excuses and leaves. We meet up the next night and everything is fine so I put it down to my imagination and a little insecurity. In fact we laugh and talk like we did at the beginning and make love half the night. I whistle as I head for the bridge, things are back on track.
He asks me to his place for a meal. That doesn't happen often and when I get there I can see he has put in a lot of effort. My heart swells. He is attentive, charming, seductive and as he lies in my arms, I find out why.
"Chakotay, I want people to know we're together. Let's throw a party and come out into the open."
Again I put my foot down and again he argues with me, shouts at me to get out. He apologises the next day but says he cannot see me that night, busy again. Next day I hear he's spent most the night in Sandrine's with Sue Nicolletti, where he went afterwards I was on my way to find out.
He is on the holodeck, tinkering with one of his automobiles.
"So you were too busy to see me and what or who were you busy with." I try to keep my voice calm, unthreatening.
He pulls out from under the car and smiles up at me. "Just with an old friend that's all. She needed someone to talk to."
"Did you spend the night with her?"
"Yes, but not how you mean. She's having some personal problems, I stayed on the couch."
I turn to go, not trusting myself to speak. He could be telling me the truth but equally he could be lying. He has never been known for his fidelity.
He jumps up and grabs me and turns me around. "Chakotay, I was just helping a friend, you've got to believe that. Nothing happened."
Then he begins kissing me, rubbing against me. "You know there's only you. Let's have a night out tonight. Game of pool, a couple of drinks, then back to your place for a meal and some lovemaking, what do you say to that lover boy."
"How about some of that lovemaking now?" It doesn't take much for him to wrap me around his little finger.
"Engage privacy lock. You want to fuck me Chakotay." He moves away from me, seductively leaning back onto the automobile. I stare as he slowly slips his overalls down to his waist, showing his well-made chest, covered in that soft down I so love. He begins stroking his nipples, sucking on his lower lip. He knows just how to play me. He pulls his zip down further so I can just glance the matching pubic curls. He moves over to me and whispers in my ear. "Or would you rather I went down on you." He licks his lips and then kneels down.
"Oh fuck, yes Tom." He doesn't do this often but when he does, it is with such talent that it never takes me long and this time is no different.
I reach over to rub him but his hand stops me, "I can wait till tonight."
This evening I am going to make love to him, like nobody else has. By the time we have finished he will not want to look at anyone but me.
I make my way back mollified for the moment. I know I will have to give into him about going public. I will tell him tonight.
Sitting in Sandrine's we chat a while and after getting the drinks I momentarily put my hand on his.
"Is something a matter Chakotay? You don’t usually show any signs of affection in public." He looks puzzled and a little worried.
"Tom, I think you're right we should tell people about us. Do you want to call over some of our friends and we can have a drink and tell them. That will soon get the news ship wide."
The happiness in his face is a pleasure to see. He leans over and kisses me, not waiting to call our friends over.
We soon have them all gathered around, a drink in hand. The main thing is that Kathryn is here, I really wanted to tell her before the others, she will be so shocked. Everyone will be shocked, me with another man is way out of their understanding and me with Tom Paris is unthinkable.
"OK Chakotay, what’s this about?" I can see that the Captain is puzzled and curious.
"I know this will be a surprise to all of you but Tom and I are.., well it’s just that.., the thing is, we're seeing each other."
Stunned silence as everyone looks at each other.
"This is a joke right?" B'Elanna never one to hold back comes straight to the point.
Tom moves over to me and holds my hand, "No joke, we've been together a few weeks now. We needed a little time before we told everyone."
They all have a drink with us and wish us well, though I can see the bewildered looks passing between our friends.
B'Elanna takes me to one side. "I hope you know what you are getting yourself into Chakotay. He's a very complex man. I know you take relationships seriously and Tom's not known for his faithfulness."
"He'll be different with me, we’ve got something special."
"I hope you're right. I wish you both the best, you'll need it." She gives me a squeeze on the shoulder. I think the questions about me being with a man will come later, in private.
We walk back to my quarters, Tom clinging to my hand all the way. He is so pleased, so thankful that at last we've gone public. He shows me how grateful when we get into my bedroom and I show him how much I want him. All the doubts over the last couple of weeks disappear as we make love through the night, and the next night and the next.
I hear from Ayala that there is a lot of conjecture about how we got together, some of it not to pleasant but I don’t feel the need to explain why I am now with a man. That's mine and Tom's business and nobody else's.
I haven’t seen much of Tom today, he's been doing a shift in sickbay but as I'm preparing the meal I smile to myself, we are going to have such a good time tonight. I have made a special effort, set the table with flowers, candles lit, soft music playing, and his favourite meal. All I need now is my passionate blonde.
Five minutes passed our agreed time, ten minutes. When it gets to 30 minutes I ask for his location. I can’t believe he could be so forgetful or careless. He's on the holodeck and according to the computer he's with Harry and they're doing the Captain Proton thing.
I try to comm him but he's turned communications off, except for emergencies. I pace the room, blow out the candles, unset the table. Eventually I settle down to do some reports but I am working on autopilot. Two hours later he comes sailing in, not a care in the world.
"How are things?" He carelessly kisses me on the head and throws himself on the couch not even waiting to hear my answer.
"Where the fuck have you been?" I stand over him, clenching my fists as I fight to control my temper.
"Whoa, what's with you? I've been on the holodeck with Harry. Lighten up will you."
"Lighten up. We were supposed to be meeting up, having a meal together, two hours ago. I got everything ready and were was Tom, fucking about with Harry as usual."
"Hey, don’t give me any of that heavy handed stuff, I'm not in the mood. Do you want me to stay or not?"
"I think I want you to leave."
He jumps off the seat, "come on Chakotay, I just forgot that's all. Let me stay, I'll make it up to you."
Before I can argue his tongue is exploring my mouth and his hand is exploring my dick and then whatever argument I was going to use is gone as he leads me to the bedroom.
Over the next two weeks his meetings with me get more spasmodic. The more I press him, try to tie him down the more elusive he becomes. We've gone from making love at every available opportunity to a quick fuck in the shower and a rushed blow job during one lunch time. His excuses range from tiredness, though later I will find him on one of the holodecks, to one of his friends needs him as a shoulder to cry on. At the beginning of this relationship I had been ready to give my heart to Tom but now I can feel myself pulling back. It has taken a long time for me to let my barriers down and now I feel I am being made a fool of. I know it has to stop.
I make arrangements for him to come over for dinner and a drink. I intend to sort out our relationship once and for all. I meditate to give myself some much need equilibrium and set the scene for a relaxing meal. Once again the time passes and I can feel my temper rising with each passing minute. After 20 minutes have passed I ask for his location.
I make my way to Harry Kim's quarters. I don't know what scene I will find there, for all I know they could have been bed partners since the start. I don't think so but what do I know. I buzz and I'm let in straight away. They are having a drink and playing cards. Tom looks up and gives me a lazy grin.
"What's up?"
"I thought we had arranged to have dinner?" I keep my voice even.
"Oh shit, sorry. I didn’t realise the time. I'll just finish this hand and then I'll come and join you." He hasn't even finished the sentence before his head is back down playing the cards.
"Oh no, you'll come now." His head jerks back up at the timbre of my voice. I grab his arm.
"Goodnight Harry."
All the way back to my quarters he tries to get out of my grip, mumbling along the way. I don't trust myself to stay calm so I keep quiet.
Walking through the doors I fling him against the wall. So much for equilibrium.
"What are you playing at Tom. If you want to end our relationship, end it but I've finished with these shitty games you keep playing. You can't even show me respect and turn up when we've arranged to meet. What do you want Tom?"
He straightens up and glares at me. "What I want Chakotay is for you to stop crowding me, telling me what to do, playing the big man. We've only been seeing each other a couple of weeks and you act like we've been married years. Asking me where I'm going, who I'm with. I don’t want us to finish but I sure would like some space to breath. Now are we going to eat or what?"
We eat in sullen silence. Maybe he is right, maybe I am suffocating him. I am older, less confident in the relationship than him, maybe I am too overbearing. We finish the meal and I surreptitiously look at him. He is so good looking, so arousing that I push the worries and niggles to the back of my mind, blaming myself.
"Stay the night Tom. We haven’t made love in a while." I reach out and touch his hand.
His face softens and a smile appears. "I'd like that." He stands, takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom.
"Come on Chakotay, let's put a smile on your face."
The next morning he quickly gets ready and leaves, says he has some business to take care of. As soon as he has gone, the doubts and worries return. If I am not careful I am going to be taken for a sucker, if I haven't been already. He is special to me, but am I just one of many to him.
I dress and make my way to the mess hall. I take the long way round, walking through the corridors, it’s a good way of getting my thoughts in order. As I walk through a little used area of the ship I hear whispered voices. The hair standing up on the back of my neck warns me something is amiss. I quietly approach the corner and look round. The pain that shoots through me is physical. Geron is leant on the wall, his body language saying fuck me. Tom has his hands on the wall on either side of the Bajoran's head. Geron is laughing at something Tom has said and then Tom leans forward and kisses him on the lips. His right hand wanders down to Geron's slim hips to pull him forward. Just then Ayala's voice comes over Geron's badge and they jump apart.
I have seen enough. My first reaction is to tear him apart. Everyone on Voyager sees me as this calm, steadfast, peaceful commander when in fact I'm capable of being a killing machine and at this moment all my training is coming in to play to avoid me becoming one. I march back to my room and fight back the tears. I've only cried three times in my adult life and I am damned sure this is not going to be my fourth, not over that cheating, two timing bastard. The first time I cried I swore that it wouldn't happen again. My first year at the academy, my married lover who I had lost my virginity to, had ended it, things were getting too risky. I didn’t like it but I had seen the sense in it until I heard that my lover had soon taken up with another first year student. After that I just had casual sex, no ties. Plenty of women were eager to keep me company. But it did happen again, I fell in love with another student, tall, blue eyed blonde, must have a weakness for them. Two years we were together, we had even made plans, and then my lover had to leave because of family commitments. Neither of us wanted to part but a sense of obligation took over and I was on my own again. That was the last time I cried over a relationship, the next time was over the death of my father.
I can confront him, knock some sense into him but that would only get me brig time. I need to play a cleverer game than that, after all I didn't ace in tactics for nothing. The first thing I need to do is have a word with B'Elanna, see if she can shed some light on Tom's erratic behaviour.
I reschedule the duty roster to allow B'Elanna and me to spend some time together. I cannot face Tom yet, I don't trust myself not to lose my temper with him. I reserve some Holodeck time and I take B'Elanna walking through the Dorvan hills. The trail is quite energetic so it doesn't leave us much time to talk but once we have got to the peak we settle down for a picnic.
"Alright Chakotay, what do you want to talk about?" She gives me a smile as she attacks a pile of sandwiches.
"I'm that transparent am I?" I give her a grin back.
"This is about Tom, isn’t it? Let me guess. He spent a lot of time wooing you and now he's got you, he's not interested but if you back off he becomes keen again. Not only that you've heard rumours of him with other people."
I look at her amazed.
"Been there, done that, Chakotay. He chased me for three months. There was nobody else for him and the first few weeks we got together, were great, fantastic even. Then he started missing dates, making excuses. I heard he'd been seen with other people, of course he denied it. I ran after him and the more I ran after him the more distance he put between us. Well you know how it ended." She paused, looking out into the distance. "How did you two get together? You could have blown me away when you told us."
I was still reeling from her description of their relationship, nearly a mirror image of ours.
"Same as you, he pursued me, courted me I suppose. I wasn't interested but in the end he just got under my skin. He's doing everything you've just said, backing off, two timing. The thing is I want him, badly and I don’t know how to deal with it." I could feel the tears threatening again but I steadied myself.
"You want my advice Chakotay, back off, and feign disinterest. Don't ask him to meet, let him do the running and confront him about the two timing. The more he gets away with the more he'll try to get away with. You have to be strong with him, if he sees a weakness in you he will use it. But I'm sorry to say if you are hoping for a long and faithful relationship with our favourite pilot, you are asking for a lot of heartache. He doesn't do commitment very well, if at all."
We finish off the picnic and chat amiably. I thank her, hugging her to me. We arrange to meet for dinner, talk some more. She is a real friend, a comfort to me. I make my way back to my quarters, my mind resolved to be firm with Tom. We haven't been together that long but quite a few of his belongings have strayed to my quarters. Getting a container, I pack them away with the few gifts he has given me. The first chance I get I am going to confront him. I intend to play him at his own game and I am prepared to lose him altogether than open myself to betrayal and humiliation.
Now I have things straight in my mind I settle to meditate. I am not going on a spirit walk I just need to centre myself, prepare myself for my dealings with Tom. After awhile I can feel the peace settle, the turmoil in my mind retreat and I know I am doing the right thing.
I feel better than I have done in days. When the rumours of Tom's dalliances started, I tried to ignore them, pretend it wasn't happening. That was my first mistake, it was a betrayal of my own needs, my own principals, a weakness on my part and Tom is a weakness I cannot afford. Now that I have thought deeply over our relationship I realise that I am selling my self short, that I am allowing Tom to treat me like this and to get my self-respect back I need to put a stop to it.
I am just getting ready for my dinner with B'Elanna when my door chime breaks into my thoughts. I wrap the towel around my waist and call enter. Tom strides in, confident, cheerful, expectant.
"How are ya, missed you on the bridge. Want to go for a drink, something to eat?"
He sits down on the couch. I can tell he is expecting me to jump at the chance.
"Can't tonight, already got some plans." I gave him a killer smile and move into the bedroom.
I smile to myself at the shocked look on his face. I know he is at the door as I slowly remove the towel. I bend over to get my underwear out of the drawer, giving him a good view of what he is missing.
"Well cancel it, we don’t get that much time together." His voice is developing a sulky element, he isn't used to being turned down.
"Impossible, this is something special. Now run along and let me get dressed." He doesn't move as I put on the black trousers he so loves and the most flattering shirt in the wardrobe.
As I brush my hair I watch him in the mirror, as he watches me. Maybe B'Elanna is right. I think Tom needs to be reminded what he has got and what he will be losing if he doesn't get his act together. Splashing on cologne, which I hardly use, I turn and give him another smile.
"Still here, I am sure you've got better things to do."
I can see he is going to say something but I just walk by him and over to the replicator and order a bottle of the best wine.
"Who is it?" His face has lost the smart grin, the confident air. Good, he is at least thinking.
"Now that would be telling. I've got to go, let yourself out." I step to the side of him and out the door. I know he will ask my whereabouts, but as my badge is on the side of the bed he won't be finding out the easy way.
B'Elanna knows my game and approves. "I take by the way you are dressed to kill that Mr Paris dropped by?" She laughs as she pours the wine.
"Yes he was rather curious about who I am spending my time with."
We sit at the table, eat and talk, easy in each other's company.
"I have got to say that you look better than this morning." She reaches over and squeezes my hand.
"I've thought it through and I think you are right, I'm going to confront him about Geron and then cool it. I've played the fool to Tom Paris, once to often. If it ends, it ends. If he thinks I am one of the usual crowd, that he can mess me about, it's about time he found out he's playing with fire."
We have a pleasant time, discussing our errant pilot only a small part of the night. B'Elanna and I have a good history between us, and plenty to reminisce over, too much to reminisce over. It is late into the night as I make my way back to my quarters.
I am tired as I move towards the bedroom. Sad that soon I will have to confront Tom but buoyed by my talk with B'Elanna. I open the door and stop. Tom is laid naked and asleep in my bed. The image of him kissing Geron arises unbidden and I fight to keep the anger down. For me to make an impact on Tom I need to keep calm and rational.
I pull off the covers. "What do you think you are doing?"
It takes a minute or two for him to come round.
"I said what do you think you are doing, in my bed? I don’t recall inviting you."
He puts on his seductive smile, the one that has worked many times before and not just on me. He stretches out, showing off his body, looking at me with half closed eyes.
"I didn't know I needed an invite. You've been a long time Chakotay. I hope you've got some energy left for me?"
"Tom, get out of my bed and get dressed. I want you to go back to your own quarters."
That makes him sit up, literally. The smile disappears from his face.
"You're kidding, aren't you?" His face looks unsure, hurt even.
"The other day I saw you with Geron." I begin taking off my shirt, steeling myself to be strong.
"So, he's part of the crew. What's your point?" The smirk is back.
"And do you kiss all the crew?" The smirk falters.
"I don’t know what you mean. Come on get in bed."
"I saw you trying to seduce Geron, saw you kissing him. Don’t even try to lie to me. All you are showing me lately is disrespect. Now get out and take your things with you, there all in a box on the table." I take off the rest of my clothes and get in bed.
"I'll not lie to you, but it was just a bit of harmless fun. It's not like we're living together or anything. We never said we'd be exclusive. Come on, let me stay."
"I was serious about you, obviously you don't feel the same way. I don’t share. Now I am telling you, get out before I call security and don’t think for one minute I won’t do it."
He climbs out of the bed and quickly slips on his clothes. His hands are shaking, so I know I have at least disturbed him.
"So you're ending this?"
"Do you want to end it Tom?"
He reaches over to touch me but I move out of his reach.
"No." He looks shaken.
I relent, just a little. "I'll be in Sandrine's tomorrow night if you want to join me for a drink." I then turn my back to him and call for lights.
Next day he is subdued on the bridge, it shouldn’t but this pleases me. If for one minute he thinks I am like all the others he is mistaken.
Over lunch with the Captain she asks me if I have time for an informal meeting over dinner. I think for a moment over my offer to join Tom and make up my mind to meet with Kathryn. I toy with the idea of telling Tom I won't be in Sandrine's but then I think over the nights I have sat about my quarters waiting for him. No, I will let him wait, that's if he bothers to turn up at all.
Just before the end of shift I give his shoulder a quick squeeze as I pass. He smiles, one of those smiles from the days when he was wooing me. I just bet over the years he has got his own way with that smile. I smile back and leave the bridge.
The dinner with Kathryn is pleasant, as always. Like B'Elanna she is a good friend. After discussing the up and coming performance reviews and various other pieces of routine work she cuts to the chase.
"So Chakotay, what's happening with you and Tom? I have heard rumours that there is trouble in paradise."
I have to smile at her, also like B'Elanna, subtlety is not her forte.
"Well unfortunately paradise only lasted a few weeks before Tom got itchy feet. He thinks I'm playing the heavy hand so he keeps blowing hot and cold. One minute he's all over me the next he doesn’t bother to turn up for dinner, flirts with all and sundry." I shake my head. "Could even be sleeping with them for all I know."
"So what are you doing about it? I know you Chakotay and I can’t see you just putting up with that kind of treatment." She pours me another drink and gives me a sympathetic smile. She knows what it cost me to go public with our relationship so soon.
"I'm giving him a taste of his own medicine. I've backed off, given him time to think things through. Maybe he'll make an effort, maybe he'll just walk away but I know this he's not going to bring me down in the process." Tough words, though I know they are just words because inside I still crave him.
"So you've finished it?"
"No just giving him time to see what he'll be losing." She laughs at that and I laugh with her.
"I never put you down for a man with a big ego."
"That's not the only thing I've got that's big." Her eyes shoot up to meet mine, amazement on her face. "My level of patience and understand is rather large as well or else I would have taken him apart by now."
She shakes her head, laughing. "I never understood how you two got together. I know for a certainty, that wager never appeared in the betting pool."
"I can tell you I wouldn't have bet on that one myself. Never looked at him in that way, never even considered him. He just started spending time with me and slowly, against all my better judgement I fell for him. In the beginning I couldn't have asked for a better relationship but now, well I don’t know how we'll end up."
"But you still want him?"
"Oh I still want him, but on my terms not his." I get up to go and she gives me a friendly hug.
"Be careful Chakotay, he's not a stayer."
"I'm beginning to think you're right. Goodnight Kathryn."
It's still early so I make my way to Sandrine's. I don't know what I'll find there, Tom could be flirting his way around the bar. But if he is, I know that this is a lost cause. I glance around and at first I don't see him but then I spot him sat alone in a corner. He looks forlorn and I weaken, just a little.
He looks up as I approach giving me the saddest smile and then his face changes as anger takes over.
"You took your fucking time. Making cosy with the captain? So you finally got your way with her. Is that who you were with last night? I've just been a substitute for her haven't I? You wanted her all along."
He gets to leave but I grab his wrist.
"Sit down." He hesitates, ready to argue and then sits.
"Been waiting, well you know how I feel, when you are too busy with Harry, Jenny, Megan, or Geron, or anyone else who takes your fancy and no I wasn't with the Captain last night and no you are not a substitute for anyone.
He looks away, unable to argue.
His hand stretches out and he strokes my hand. "Please let's not argue, we've not seen much of each other, let's go back to your place." He is giving me the puppy dog eyes and I am just ready to give in, for tonight anyway, when Ericcson walks by.
"Evening Tom."
Tom looks up at Ericcson, "Good Evening to you as well." He gives Ericcson a flirty smile.
I can see that for a moment I am forgotten. Despite everything he still hasn't learnt his lesson at all.
He turns back to me, unaware of his behaviour
"Are we ready to go?" He again reaches for my hand.
"No, there's something I need to take care of." I turn towards Ericcson, who is stood at the bar.
"Ericcson." I beckon the young ensign over.
"You can sit here if you like. I've finished with Mr Paris."
I get up and walk out. They both can take that how they want.
I stop by my quarters, put my badge on the desk and head for a secluded place where I can think. If Tom's been looking for me he doesn't find me and the next time I see him, is on the bridge. He looks at me with worried eyes but says nothing. I make sure I am unavailable at the lunch break and by the end of shift I have convinced the Captain to let me take a shuttle, so I can honour my ancestors. I need to get away and sort out the feelings and thoughts in my mind.
Slowly all the jumbled thoughts coalesce into one thought. I need to make love to Tom one more time, to ravish all of his body. I want to take all he is offering one last time and then end it before he causes any more hurt. It's quite simple really, all the thinking, meditating and it boils down to I need to fuck him and then walk away.
As soon as I dock the shuttle and walk through the doors, I see Tom waiting for me.
"I need to talk to you now, in your quarters." His face is serious, practically grim.
"OK Tom."
As soon as we get through the door, he flings me against the wall, kissing me hard. He is soon breathing heavy as he struggles to get me out of my clothes.
"Chakotay I've missed you, I want you so much." He goes to kneel down but I stop him.
"Take your clothes off and go lay on the bed and wait for me."
He looks at me uncertain.
"Now."
He goes into the bedroom and I take a few minutes to calm down. I am going to call the shots. I want him to know what he has got and what he is losing and I want him to know that though I care for him deeply, this will end if he doesn't play the game by my rules. My decision to walk away was easier in the shuttle but now I am with him I know it will take all my willpower.
I leave it long enough to give me the edge, make him uncertain and then a walk in quietly and just watch for a moment as he lies looking out at the stars. Looking at him I am certain I want to keep him, exclusively mine. He is so beautiful, stretched out for the taking. I love his spirit, his courage, his willingness to put his life on the line, as well as the body before me.
I kiss him gently trying to convey how much he means to me with just my lips and he responds, wanting more. His eyes hold a sadness and for a moment, they seem bright with unshed tears.
"Tom, look at me. Is something a matter?"
"I am sorry I treated you badly but you know I may have messed about a bit but a swear I didn't sleep with anyone else. You have got to believe that I have only slept with you since this began. I just panic when people get too close to me but I don't want to lose you.
"Shh, Tom we'll talk about it later. I just want to make love to you."
I slowly make my way south. Giving a blow job is not one of my strengths. Luckily Tom never insists though I never turn one down. But I want to please Tom so I slowly began teasing him with my tongue. My theory is that if I toy with him enough when I eventually take him in my mouth he will be so ready that he will be quick.
After swirling my tongue over the head of his cock, he begins begging for release but I know he isn't quite there yet, so I continue teasing. I reach over for the lube and begin preparing him and when I know he is ready I take him into my mouth. A couple of hard sucks and he is a goner. I bring his legs up so I can enter him slowly, and start with just gently thrusts. I keep up the steady pace till the sweat is dripping off my body. Tom is hard again and begging for more but I just keep up the slow thrusts.
"Please Chakotay, give me it harder, make me yours."
I push in hard making him moan.
"You are mine, Golden boy. Mine and no-one else's, don't you forget that."
I pull out and turn him over. He wants it hard, he is going to get it. I begin pounding into him, stroking him to the same rhythm. When we collapse exhausted he gives a small shudder.
"Chakotay I have never been made love to like that before. It was mind-blowing, you're mind blowing." He kisses me hard and clings to me. We still have along way to go but maybe we can make it. I hope so because I love him.
TBC
Pursuing Chakotay by Darksusie
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