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Pure smut silliness, meant for nothing else but to torture poor Seven. [Heartily approved by the beta reader!!!!!!]
Observation and Lessons
By Sheri
Rated NC17
Kathryn strolled up to the small apartment, with nothing but herself and motivation; motivation towards a goal that she had every intention of accomplishing.
She glanced down at herself, smoothing any wrinkles that may have formed in the skimpy red velvet dress, made sure the slit was, at this moment in time, perfectly closed, then rang the door bell.
As if on cue, the unsuspecting former borg drone answered the door; she almost stuttered at her former Captain's appearance yet kept her composer, "Captain, what a surprise. Come in."
"Thank you, Seven," said Kathryn, purposefully strolling past her and into the small, dimly lit apartment.
She found Chakotay sitting on the couch, who quickly stood to greet her, "Hello, Kathryn, what can we do for you?"
"It's more like what can I do for you," said Kathryn with a smile.
He cocked his eyebrow in perfect Tuvok fashion and sat back down curious to see what she had in mind.
She turned to Seven and gestured for her to sit down, "I think I have to start with apologizing to you Seven. I think I've neglected you of late and it wasn't right for me to do that."
"Captain, despite my need of your attention in my early days on board Voyager, I don't think it was necessary for you to continue…" Seven began.
Kathryn held up her hand, "Seven, it was my job to make sure that you had a full understanding of humanity, and there I was walking away from you. Even more lately. You turned to Chakotay for help and although he would be an excellent teacher, I would feel better if I made sure that you were ready for everything Earth has to offer you."
"Captain, I believe…" began Chakotay.
Kathryn turned to Chakotay, "It's Kathryn, you should know better. I'm not insulting you Chakotay, I …" she smiled and turned back to Seven, "it's my understanding that you’re a bit hesitant in taking that next step with Chakotay."
Chakotay blushed; he had told her that in confidence and didn't expect her to say it to Seven, "Kathryn, …"
"Chakotay, quit interrupting. Now, Seven, it is a big step and your experience with holoprograms isn't really anything like the real thing," said Kathryn, trying not to laugh at Seven's shocked expression.
"Yes, I know about that particular program. Did you tell Chakotay about it?" she asked.
Seven coughed, "No, I did not."
"Hmm, I thought as much. Now I'm here to show you what it would really be like, to give you…well, not first hand experience but the next best thing."
"And how do you intend to do that?" said Seven.
Kathryn stepped away from Seven's chair and moved over to Chakotay on the couch. One of her hands lightly traced his face as she eyed Seven carefully, "By allowing you to watch."
It was Chakotay's turn to cough, "Watch what, Kathryn?"
She bent down and brought her face to his, "Why, us in action, Chakotay." She placed a gentle, yet passionate kiss on his lips, thrilled to see him respond even if it was just for a moment.
He broke away, "I'm not sure…"
"Chakotay," began Kathryn, as she settled sideways on his lap, "you wouldn't want to hurt Seven, this being her first time and all. She should have first hand knowledge of just what she is getting into. What better way than for her to observe you with someone she can trust."
Her hand drifted down to the bulge that was growing in his pants, and she slowly caressed it over the rough material.
"You want to be careful at this point, you don't want to bring the man off too quickly. It's better to give him a slight taste of what he may get then allow him to pleasure you a bit before you continue to the actual intercourse," said Kathryn, noticing Chakotay gulp through his deep breaths.
She slowly undid Chakotay's pants, and watched him raise up for her to slip them off. At this point he seemed completely oblivious to the fact that Seven was in the room.
"Now, Seven," started Kathryn as she dropped to her knees, "when you are with a man in such a personal way it's good to remember that this is a time for both of you. You should be willing to do things for him as well as he for you," she explained before turning back to Chakotay and engulfing him completely in her mouth.
Chakotay moaned and buried a hand in her hair as she slowly made her way up and down his shaft, she worked him over until she was sure he was at the edge then pulled away, eliciting a groan from him.
"You'll notice that I brought him nearly to an orgasm and then pulled back. This lengthens the duration of his pleasure … and yours."
She stood close to him and found his hands slipping under her dress and moving to her panties, pulling them off in one swift move. He hiked up her dress, pulled her so that she had no choice but to kneel on the couch with him still between her legs.
He dove his face in her auburn curls, like a starving man and she had the only food. He licked and sucked at her aching clit until he felt her shudder in her release. Then he wasted no time, taking advantage of her weakened state he lowered her, watching her adjust her legs, and brought her right down on his hardened member.
Kathryn was quiet through her first orgasm, but her immediate contact with Chakotay sent another orgasm flying through her; she held on to Chakotay tight, barely hearing Seven's voice over her own screams.
"I would like to know how you achieved another orgasm so quickly," said Seven.
Kathryn began moving slowly on Chakotay's shaft, arms wrapped around his neck for stability, "Oh not now, Seven," she moaned.
Tired of taking the passive role, Chakotay wrapped his arms around her waist and flipped them over so Kathryn was lying on the couch.
He braced one leg on the floor while the other went into the crack of the couch, positioned Kathryn's legs on his shoulder then began his thrusts, hard and fast. One hand held her leg while the other moved down to stroke her clit.
Kathryn was now in the throes of her third orgasm, she found it difficult to move, her head was swimming and soon the orgasm rolled over her. Chakotay couldn't hold on as her walls gripped his organ, he groaned as he felt his seed shoot out of him, his movements jerky until the last of his seed came out.
He collapsed, releasing her legs to fall back to the couch as he fell onto her. She wrapped her arm around him as her hand went to his hair, running her fingers through the soft tresses, bring his ear to her mouth.
She whispered in words meant only for his ears, "I love you," and felt him smile against her shoulder.
He rose up on his elbows and looked at her with a smile that let her know his feelings were the same. He sat up, noticing their fluids drip out of her, covering the couch; he would clean that later.
Chakotay helped Kathryn stand and for the first time remembered that Seven still sat on the chair; she had watched the whole thing. He opened his mouth to say something, and felt Kathryn's finger against his lips silencing him.
Kathryn adjusted her dress slightly then turned to the woman on the chair
sitting shocked in the chair. She reached for Chakotay's hand and pulled him
toward his bedroom. "And for your final lesson, Seven," she said, noticing
the borg's muted nod, "never, ever, move in on another woman's man."