EYEFUL
rated nc17
by Sheri
Kathryn backed herself into a corner and slouched down to the floor. She did her best to make herself comfortable, and well covered up. She first brought her knees up to her chest, and wrapped her arms around herself, but had a sudden insight of just what she was semi advertising and allowed her legs to relax slightly.
This had to be the single most... what? Humiliating? Embarrassing? Peculiar? moment in her career. Laughing to herself, she had to admit that she never imagined finding herself in this setting.
"Is there something funny I should know about, Captain?" asked Chakotay.
She looked up to find him standing unashamedly in front of her, "I think all I can do right now is laugh, Chakotay. Come on, did you really picture this when you started your day?"
"Lets see, I'm in a prison cell. I'm naked, with Tom, Harry and Ayala also naked. And my Captain nearly completely naked too. No, I can't say this is what I imagined when I got up this morning," Chakotay said with a chuckle.
"Chakotay, would you please sit down or something. I'm getting more of an eyeful than I really need right now," said Kathryn doing her best to look everywhere except right in front of her. Did he walk around his quarters like this? Might be interesting for a Captain to 'just stop by' her First officers quarters one night.
"Oh, sorry," he said, taking a seat next to her.
"How are you doing, Harry?" Kathryn pitched her voice to carry across the room. The poor ensign was in the opposite corner, doing his best not to look anywhere.
"I’m fine, ma'am," he said, never looking up.
"Tom, Ayala?" she asked next.
"Never better captain," said Tom. Ayala waved as if signaling he was too okay.
"I really wish they would let us know want," said Kathryn. She rose from her corner and walked over to the barred door. Looking down the hall she found it empty. "There isn't even a guard. Just how the hell did we end up like this?" She knew she was ranting, but she hated that loss of control.
Harry looked up wanting to speak, but simply groaned and looked back to the floor. It's not everyday your commanding officer parades around in her non-regulation, lacy underwear. How in the world could Chakotay so casually walk around acting as if he was fully clothed? Chakotay was now standing right next to her, obviously trying to find a means of escape. What Harry didn't understand was the fact that Chakotay was not hard at all.
Harry had been fighting to keep his hard-on under control since they were thrown in here. Just as he became flaccid, he would glance over at his Captain and find himself hardening once again.
He had never really thought much about his Captain, in a sexual way that is, yet her state of undress provided a great canvas for his deprived mind.
For Kathryn, despite her calm exterior, she was in much the state that Harry was. Here she was, in a locked cell with four of the best looking men on Voyager, and none of them had a stitch of clothing on.
First there was Harry, the poor guy. She knew he thought she didn't notice his erection, and she did her best to act as if she hadn't. But damn it, Harry was impressive. Tom and Ayala did not seem to be to bothered by their nakedness, but they did keep their hands in the appropriate spot as they stood talking to each other. She didn't get much of a glance of either of them, but considering Ayala's hand just barely covered the goods, she had an idea of what he possessed.
Now there was Chakotay; she had to constantly remind him to cover himself up. Not that he was attempting to be rude; it just seemed to be natural for him, as if he could be comfortable in any situation. She had to admit that she rather enjoyed getting her eyeful. Now there was a thing of beauty, better than she had imagined; and yes she had imagined it plenty.
His body was beautifully sculpted; arms well muscled, along with the legs. Nice round buttocks and a long and fat penis that dangled casually between his legs. She so badly wanted to take that into her mouth and suck it until he was hard, then she would... ' Stop that Kathryn, those kind of thoughts will only get you into trouble.'
Kathryn turned away from the cell and noticed Harry quickly averting his eyes, maybe she should go sit back down. She was giving this group a bit more of a view than she planned on, besides the fact that she knew her underwear must be getting wet, she had never in her life been so distracted by so much male flesh. If she didn't sit down, she just might end up showing them just how distracted she was getting.
She walked back to her corner, but noticed Tom grin and shake his head. "What's so funny Mr. Paris?"
"Ah, nothing, ma'am," he said, the grin still plastered to his face.
She turned to face him, "spill it."
"Well Captain, Its not everyday you see your commanding officer in underwear like that, lace and all... I should have figured," he said with a chuckle.
Chakotay was immediately in Tom's face. "Just what is that supposed to mean?"
"Hey, easy big guy, it's actually a compliment. I just mean, she's beautiful, I should have figured she would wear underwear like that," said Tom doing his best to weasel out of the spot he got himself into. Sometimes his mouth ran away from him.
"You're not even supposed to be looking, show her some respect, Paris," said Chakotay, still not backing off.
Kathryn decided it was time to intervene. She walked up to the two of them and stepped in between. "Alright, that’s enough. I guess you could say Tom is right, it's hard not to look, especially considering we haven't been granted to much room here. But Tom, you've had enough of a view, please find somewhere else to look. Chakotay go sit down, this isn't the time or place for this."
"Captain, you're making it rather difficult not to look," said Tom, who was now finding it difficult to control his own body with his Captain so close to him.
Kathryn couldn't help it, she looked down, intending on looking at herself, but instead got a clear view of Toms dangling member, now close to brushing up against her waist. She could tell he was beginning to get aroused and quickly decided that the fight was over and it was time to go sit down herself. "Right, that's it, everyone have a seat, and wait. I'm sure Tuvok is working on this as we speak, we should be out of here in no time."
"I hope so," said Tom, following her orders and slipping down to the floor.
Kathryn sighed and finally sat back into her corner. She found herself unconsciously rubbing her thighs together, moving just enough to stimulate her highly sensitive bundle of nerves. She hadn't been this turned on in a long time, almost forgetting the wonderful tingling sensation floating through the lower half of her body. She wanted to let her hand slip down and relieve the ache, but knew there was no discreet way to do it, she would have to do her best to ignore it for the time being.
It was only a few moments later, when two guards appeared at the door he pointed to Tom, Harry and Ayala. "You three, come with me."
Kathryn jumped up to confront the guard, but was pushed back with such a force it sent her flying to the floor. Chakotay was right at her side, helping her back up in time to see the other three being escorted out the door. "Damn. I wish they would tell us what they want," said Kathryn.
"Kathryn, are you ok?" he asked trying to check her over for any injuries.
She turned to face him, "I'm fine Chakotay, don't worry."
He didn't stop, yet ran his hands over her arms then to her ribs. "You sure nothing is broken."
Kathryn closed her eyes, suddenly oblivious to the fact of where they were. All she knew at this very moment was that Chakotay's gentle touch was sending her already overly sensitive nerves flying into warp. Her eyes fluttered open to meet Chakotay's and instinct took over.
Her hands flew around his neck, bring his mouth down to meet hers; mouths devouring one another. Her small hands left their resting place to begin an exploration of their own. She groaned in response to Chakotay's tongue that was gently tracing her lips then moved down to further his exploration of her.
He slowly backed her to the wall then dropped to his knees, placing two fingers on each side of her panties he edged them down to the floor. He brought his face to her auburn curls and allowed his tongue to snake out and flick her clitoris. That’s all it took, she moaned loudly as her body shuddered in her release.
Chakotay stood. "A little on the edge were you?" he chuckled.
"Oh, you have no idea, finish it, Chakotay, please," she begged.
He wrapped his arms around his waist and hoisted her up, when her legs wrapped around his waist, he then lowered her down onto his aching member, filling her in one move. "Oh yessss," she moaned.
He pushed her back against the wall and began a thrusting into her in a fast pace, now feeling the buildup of his own eruption. "Oh Kath, I wont last."
"Then come for me, Chakotay," she panted.
He thrust a few more times then felt her walls contract around his hard member, which sent him spiraling, spilling his seed into her with a roar. They both collapsed to the floor, both too exhausted to move from one another. The only sound was their heavy breathing in each other's ears.
Suddenly voices could be heard coming down the hall. They separated in record time, Kathryn quickly pulling on her underwear. She did it just in time, seconds later her three absent crewmembers were returned.
"Tom, are you three okay?" she asked, doing her best to stand away from Chakotay.
"Yes Captain we're fine, they didn't actually do anything. Just brought us to a different room and left us there, then brought us back here. This just doesn't make sense. So, did you two have a good time while we were gone," he asked with amusement.
"Just what does that mean?" Kathryn asked with a slightly guilty tone.
"Sorry Captain, I was just asking. I didn't mean anything by it," said Tom.
"No Tom, I'm sorry, I guess this situation has me slightly ... on edge." She turned to Chakotay, and was greeted with a grin.
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Kathryn climbed off the biobed and turned to the doctor, "so am I released then Doctor?"
"Oh yes, your just fine. All of you are fine and free to go," said the Doctor, checking the last of the scans he had taken.
"Perhaps I could ask for a site to site, I'm not exactly dressed to wander the halls," Kathryn said, looking at her sickbay gown.
Tom decided to jump in, "Captain, at least it's a lot more than you were wearing an hour ago."
Kathryn turned to glare at him, letting Tom know it was time to make a hasty escape. She turned to the doctor, nodding to let him know she was ready for transport, eyeing Chakotay as the beam carried her away.
She slipped on the first thing she could find, and called Chakotay. They had a few things they needed to talk about. He answered right away saying he would be right there. True to his word, he showed up just moments later.
"Chakotay, come on in," she said, trying not to sound nervous.
Chakotay walked in, letting the doors close behind him. He was clad in only sweatpants, no top, "sorry for the attire, but I didn't have any time to change."
Kathryn didn't want to take her eyes off of him, "that's ok, I don't mind." Did she really just say that?
Chakotay let out an amused chuckle, "So, what is this about?"
"You have to ask that? Chakotay come on, remember what just happened," she said sounding frustrated.
"I remember very well what just happened, and I don't regret it at all, do you?" Chakotay said with a slight smile.
Kathryn sighed, "that's the problem, I don't regret it. I've been fighting you off all this time, and finally let it slip, and I don't regret it one damn bit."
"Then I don't think there is a problem," said Chakotay stepping close to her.
"But Tom knows, we can't go around advertising this," she said.
"Tom is amused at just how much you advertised Kathryn, but he doesn't know. Now I want to know where do we go from here?" he asked.
Kathryn didn't need to think anymore, she now knew what she had been missing out on, and wasn't going to miss it any more, "that would be an easy answer Chakotay... the bedroom."
Chakotay flashed her his dimples as she took his hand. Maybe he should give her an eyeful like that more often.