No more Distanceby Janna Wolfen, wiggiesmom@hotmail.com *********************************
I wrote this in response to my pond friend Jinny's stories called
this distance. The two stories are at: As always, we know who owns'em but they outgrew them. *************************************************** Kathryn sighed. "What just happened between you and Seven?” "What?” "In the kitchen…” " I believe she broke up with me.” "Why?” " Because I couldn't tell her that I don't love you.” Snuggling closer, Kathryn sighed again. "I love you, too,” she whispered. Pulling her into his lap, he stroked her back. Neither of them spoke. Soon they were both asleep on the sofa. They were still huddled together asleep when the first rays of light came streaming in through the window. Kathryn woke up to a throbbing in her head. A little much wine, and a sofa had created a headache worthy of the delta quadrant. Chakotay woke as she scooted off his lap. "Kathryn?” he questioned. "Yeah”, came the muffled groan. "You OK?” "Splitting headache's all” "There's a hypo in the medicine cabinet” While she was in the bathroom, she took a moment to freshen up. After quickly replicating a toothbrush, and comb, she finished her bathroom visit with the hypospray. "A hot bath and message probably would've been more therapeutic.” His voice had startled her. "Oh, for whom?” she teased. "Computer fill tub, 40 degrees centigrade, add bubbles, reduce lighting to 35 %, and keep water warm. The bath should be ready after breakfast.” Then, he took her hand and led her into the dining room. She felt better after juice and eggs. He'd even replicated some strawberries and cream, one of her favorites. The old friendship was there. They were flirting, teasing, touching just a little more than just friends. "Your tub awaits you Kathryn.” His voice had taken on an air of mystery. Maybe he was up to something. Then Kathryn thought that maybe he just wanted to sneak a peek. Well, she certainly would let him. Arising slowly, she sauntered into the bathroom leisurely pulling her top off as she left the dining room. He followed her to the bathroom. Two steps before he was at the door, he heard the expected gasp. He had to laugh. Kathryn appeared at the door wearing a towel. "you didn't say you had the biggest tub in history”. "Well, Kathryn, you kinda got me hooked on hot baths once upon a time and” "There's room for two…” she interrupted. "Are you offering to share?” "Well, this is your tub after all…” The flirting continued as he backed her into the bathroom. He wasn't sure what to do. Gods, he wanted to stare at her, touch her, have her right there in the tub. She seemed to not even notice he was there. She was relaxed back in the tub, eyes shut. Finally, she broke the silence. "How about that message now?” "OK,” he managed to choke out, "turn around.” " I think you can reach around to my back.” Finally, she'd opened her eyes. He could read the dare. It was the same look she'd had when he sat on a thorn tree on new earth and she'd made him pull down his pants so she could get out all the thorns. Was she interested then? The thought puzzled him. "Chakotay….” "Oh, what…”, crap, he'd missed something. " Did I mistake what was said last night?”, the voice was calm, but her eyes were misting. He had to make this right. Now. "Kathryn, I love you. I won't loose you as my best friend though” "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought….” She didn't finish, she already had a towel in hand and was starting to get up. Then she felt his arm on hers, felt his mouth on hers, felt her back against the back of the tub, and him, all of him, covering her. "I won't loose you as my best friend BUT…” he began "this has to be forever.” Her breath was still in her throat. To dazed to speak, she nodded her aquiescence. Once again, he was kissing her. His hands were roaming her back and neck. She was so caught up in the feeling. She was grinding her pelvis into his erection, breaths rapid. Then he stopped. For a moment, they just stared at each other. Then, he took her by the hand, wrapped her in a towel, and led her to the bed. Looking into his deep brown eyes, she knew this truly was forever. Never again would there be a distance, emotional, or physical, between them- best friends, and lovers. the end
authors e-mail is wiggiesmom@hotmail.com
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