Captain Janeway stood in the corner of Cargo Bay 2, careful not to disturb Seven of Nine, who regenerated there every night in her Borg alcove. She watched Seven's peaceful expression, the way she stood there so calm, yet so confident. She observed Seven's features, taking note of the way the young woman's lips were so inviting. She studied the borg implants on her face: the cranial implant on Seven's left brow and the starburst on her right cheek. Seven's eyes were closed now, but still so big and icy blue underneath her lids, and that body, curves intermingled with borg implants, drove Kathryn wild with desire.
Kathryn Janeway came here often. Sometimes it was to think about things and escape the noise of the ship, but mostly it was to watch Seven, to study her, and think about what it would be like to kiss those lips and caress that body, all the while imagining the feel of running her fingers through that blond hair, freeing it from the pinned up style it was always worn it in. Recently, the two women had come to terms with their relationship and acknowledged a mutual desire, but aside from a few brief pecks on the cheek, a shared meal in the messhall, or a joint holodeck activity, there had been no physical contact other than everyday ship duty. Sure, they wanted more, but Kathryn was Seven's mentor and always felt she had somehow pushed Seven into this crazy relationship. She never wanted to hurt Seven, and forcing herself on the young woman was exactly what she thought she was doing. She had concluded to herself that if this relationship was to progress, it would be Seven who progressed it, not herself.
As she stood there watching she was very unaware of her surroundings, captivated by her own thoughts, and nearly jumped backward when Seven suddenly stepped down from the alcove.
"Captain," Seven began with a concerned tone, "Are you feeling alright?"
Still startled, Janeway responded, "Yes Seven, I'm fine. I didn't mean to wake you. I'm sorry."
Seven walked to Janeway's place in the room, nearby the controls that activated the alcove. The women stood only centimeters apart and Seven became aware of Janeway's respiration increase. "Captain, I was regenerating. It is different from what you call sleep. I am conscious of my surroundings at all times and I have been aware of your presence for twenty-six minutes now. You have not activated the controls that shut down the alcove so I merely wondered if you were troubled by something else."
"Actually, Seven, I was thinking about us." Janeway wanted a delicate way to tell Seven about her need to back off, allowing Seven to progress the relationship, but couldn't find the right words. She somehow suspected that Seven knew what she was thinking, though, for the borg had a way of reading her mind when she felt troubled by something. "I was thinking that I've been too forceful on you and we should take things at a slower pace."
Seven became perplexed. She sensed Kathryn's hunger right now, was aware of both an increase in Kathryn's heartbeat and noticed her flushed expression. Thanks to a recent conversation with B'Elanna, the ship's engineer, she knew the captain had also been suppressing her desires for far too long, though Kathryn would had never admitted it. She knew what Kathryn needed now, and it wasn't to slow things down.
"Kathryn," Seven used the informal designation, making it clear this was a personal matter they were discussing, not a professional one, "I feel that slowing things down at this time is not wise." She reached behind Kathryn's head and pulled the captain's face to hers, allowing their lips to touch. Although the kiss lasted only a few seconds, it seemed eternal. When she pulled away, Kathryn nearly fainted. "Kathryn, I wish to consummate this relationship." She paused. "Tonight." She paused again, watching Kathryn's reaction. This was the first time Janeway had ever appeared to be afraid in Seven's presence. "Now," she concluded.
"Seven, I don't want to force you into anything you're not ready for. I didn't come here to imply I wanted sex."
"Kathryn, I have been researching the database regarding human mating. I have read B'Elanna's erotic manuscripts, and I have had dating lessons from the doctor. I sense we are ready to advance." She admitted. Seven leaned in to whisper in Kathryn's ear, "You are not forcing me into anything I do not wish to do." Again, she kissed Kathryn, this time more vigorously. Their lips parted and their tongues danced in a swirling passion. When Kathryn could no longer control her urges, she grabbed Seven's hand and led her out of the cargo bay, heading straight to her quarters for a little more privacy.
The walk through the halls this late at night was a quiet one; the gamma shift was normally a skeleton crew and the halls were empty aside from the two women. They walked briskly, not saying a word to each other, but each woman was clearly eager, trying not to lose the moment. When they entered the captain's quarters, the door barely closed before Seven grabbed Kathryn and kissed her passionately, taking control of the situation as she overpowered the smaller woman with borg strength while forcing her to walk backwards across the room. Kathryn nearly tripped while trying to kick her boots off and walk backwards simultaneously but Seven's strength supported her with no problem.
The electricity they were creating could power the ship for days Kathryn thought, as her hands were busily attempting to pry Seven's skintight biosuit from her body while Seven tugged at her tunic in between steps, trying to remove the uniform that seemed so insignificant right now. When it wouldn't come off with ease, Seven grabbed the material and ripped it from Kathryn's body in one swift motion. As the pips fell to the floor and rolled around she felt the captain's giggle in her mouth but continued toward the bedroom nonetheless.
Through the doorway they went as Kathryn released quickly Seven's hair from her bun and the top portion of her biosuit soon followed. They paused before the bed so Kathryn could peel the remaining sleeve from Seven's upper body, revealing breasts so round and firm, unlike any she had ever seen and continued to peel the suit completely off.
God, she's so beautiful, Kathryn thought, taking Seven's nude form in full view. She had never had female lovers before, but if she knew the experience would be half as good as this so far she would have had second thoughts about that long ago. She held Seven's hands out, pulling her arms from her sides and admired the young woman's body. Her breasts were well rounded and so inviting. She had many Borg implants entwined with flesh that was normally concealed with her biosuits. Her abdomen was heavily scarred, no trace of a belly button was present, and her long legs seemed to go on forever. She lightly ran her fingertips over the scarred region, feeling the different textures; she didn't want to be invasive but she was curious.
Seven looked down at Kathryn as if awaiting her approval or giving her one last chance to back out but Kathryn couldn't wait any longer. She embraced Seven and reached up behind the young woman to run her fingers through the Borg's soft blond hair, burying her face into Seven's neck and smelling her hair. Oh God, she smells fabulous, Kathryn noted. Her hands began wandering up and down Seven's side, barely touching her skin, until she eventually found her right breast and cupped the hardening the nipple while firmly kissing Seven on the neck. As Seven's arousal deepened, she knew Kathryn was aroused as well and she pushed Kathryn to the bed and fell on top of her. They rolled around on the bed passionately kissing, Seven not waiting to carefully remove Kathryn's trousers and undergarments before she ripped them off too.
They continued rolling on the bed, undulating from side to side with legs tangling and their bodies becoming twisted in the sheets until Kathryn stopped and straddled Seven's form.
"Seven," she panted, "Tell me what you want."
Seven looked deep into Kathryn's eyes and answered, "I want you to make love to me the way you imagined this would be."
Kathryn paused, smiled, and leaned in to kiss Seven's lips, capturing her breath once more while running her fingertips lightly over Seven's jaw and down her long neckline. Seven's lips were as sweet as candy, red as wine, and juicy as fruit. Thoughts of never experiencing this wonderful intimacy with Seven flooded her mind and made her remorseful she suppressed her feelings for so long. However, she also hoped she wouldn't regret this in the morning.
As the older woman kissed her hard on the mouth, Seven fondled Kathryn's breasts. They were much smaller than her own, but still very beautiful, she thought. Everything about Captain Janeway had stimulated her lately, from the way she walked to that adorable little scar above her left brow. Her awareness of Kathryn's growing arousal was becoming more evident now in the captain's increasing display of passion. She even thought she felt Kathryn growl into her mouth before moving down to kiss her neck, sucking hard and making her shaky with desire as well before continuing to move down further.
Kathryn nibbled Seven's breasts, capturing each nipple between her teeth, releasing and teasing it with her swirling tongue. She tasted the young woman's flesh and gave each breast the appropriate attention it deserved before replacing her mouth with warm, loving hands. She took Seven around the universe when she tasted every delicious inch along the way as her mouth moved down to Seven's navel. Kathryn's light touch over Seven's midsection aroused the young woman in such a way that she cried out in sheer ecstasy.
"Kathryn, I am experiencing sensations I cannot process," Seven admitted with concern.
Kathryn stopped momentarily, still panting. "Don't worry, Seven. It's natural. We can stop if you want."
"No," Seven replied, selfishly unwilling to give up this feeling, "I will adapt."
"Just relax. And don't forget to breathe. Let me know if it becomes too much."
Kathryn continued to kiss Seven's body, warming her back up to the moment. She realized Seven's abdomen must have extraordinarily sensitive nerves, given her reaction to the light touches, and spent more time attending to it, not so much for her exploration but for the pleasure it gave Seven. She took in the scent of borg desire that called out from below and felt a wave of heat shoot through her like a wild forest fire burning everything in its path. As she continued kissing Seven's belly, Seven's hands reached out and began stroking her head, caressing and silently urging her to continue on. Kathryn understood the cue and shimmied herself off the bed, pulling Seven's body around in such a way that her long legs draped over the side, wrapping around Kathryn's waist and drawing her to involuntarily rub against the moisture that waited.
Kathryn pulled backward, allowing herself to gently caress Seven's inner thigh and take note of her readiness. The dark blond hairs dampened with moisture, giving off a musky scent, curled, and Kathryn remarked, "God, Seven, you're so wet!" She leaned in to kiss Seven's inner thighs, readying her for what was coming and reached under Seven's legs to place them on her shoulders for better access, slightly raising Seven's bottom into the air. Slowly, Kathryn moved upward the thigh to Seven's mound that anxiously awaited. She burrowed her way through the tiny hairs and found the source of the musky scent. Carefully, she nuzzled the tiny, erect nub, swirling her tongue around and sending surges from the sensitive nerve's down there straight to Seven's brain. Seven involuntarily bucked her hips and suddenly fell to the floor, crashing right atop Kathryn.
"I am sorry, Captain."
"Shut up and kiss me Seven," Kathryn demanded huskily as she grabbed the young woman and rolled her zealously around the floor, knocking over a table and banging into various furnishings in the process. When they settled in one place, Kathryn on top, their mouths kissed passionately, fervently tasting each other, their hands wandered, exploring every inch of each other's bodies, and both women were sweating profusely. I can't take much more of this. She's driving me insane! Kathryn thought. She was becoming more aggressive with each passing minute. Before she realized it she suddenly found her hands at Seven's mound once more and this time, she decided, Seven was going to be hers. She stroked the inner thigh gently with one hand while caressing a breast with the other and tasting Seven's lips with her mouth. The multitude of sensations she was giving Seven, the idea that she, Captain Kathryn Janeway, was responsible for Seven's upcoming orgasm was forcing her to climax as well but she fought it off. This moment belongs to Seven she thought. Her fingers slid up the thigh and circled Seven's curls teasingly, fully aware of the closeness of Seven's orgasm waiting to happen by the spasms she let loose.
Kathryn inserted a finger into Seven, careful not to penetrate too much while looking for the spot she knew would put Seven over the edge. When she couldn't find it she applied her thumb to circle the nub, offering more pleasure to the woman who was so obviously nearing her crowning point. Kathryn increased the intensity and rhythm slowly, allowing Seven to adapt to this sensation when finally Seven moaned for the first time Kathryn had ever heard and it drove her wild knowing that she was the cause of Seven's intense pleasure.
"Kathryn!" Seven cried out, digging into Kathryn's bare back with nails that surely cut the captain's flesh.
Kathryn looked deep into Seven's eyes as the young woman climaxed. She had never made love to a woman before, and seeing Seven like this, the object of her affection at her mercy, gave her a sense of more power than being captain of a starship ever did.
Seven's orgasm eventually subsided and she could do nothing for several minutes but hold Kathryn tightly in her arms. "Kathryn, I have never experienced such pleasure in all my life."
Kathryn smiled. "I'm glad I could help you with this…new experience," she smirked back, softly kissing Seven's lips once more and showing the young woman just how much she really did treasure her.
"Kathryn," Seven said, breaking the kiss, "I wish to give you this same pleasure. Please guide me."
Kathryn said nothing but allowed Seven to roll her over in a swift motion that began with a kiss that nearly took her breath away.
Seven's technique was nothing less than perfection, according to Kathryn, making her climax three times before they rested briefly. They spent the rest of the evening making love and neither woman was conservative in voicing her pleasure.
When morning came around and the computer sounded, announcing to Janeway it was time to wake up and begin her day she was already awake, laying comfortably in Seven's arms with one long, luscious leg draped over her torso. She looked around the room and winced; books were knocked off shelves, data pads once neatly stacked were spewed in every imaginable place, a chair had been mysteriously bent, and some personal keepsakes she had obtained on this journey had been broken. None of it mattered though, for she was in the arms of someone she loved and who loved her equally as much. She carefully slipped from beneath Seven's grip without waking her and quietly showered, preparing for early duty on the bridge. She had trouble finding her pips thanks to the ravishment she endured the night before and had to replicate new ones as well as a new uniform since her other one was ripped beyond repair, but she decided that was fine by her. She gently kissed Seven on the cheek before leaving and noted to the computer that Seven was to be off duty for the rest of the day. For the first time in a long time, she realized, things were looking better for her. She captained the best ship in Starfleet, she had the best crew any captain could ask for, and she found the love of her life in the form she least expected: a Borg drone.
The End