Competition
by Spud
Candlelight
flickered over the dining room of the captain's quarters and made the glassware
on the
formally set
table twinkle like the stars going by the viewport. The First Officer entered
the cabin and
smiled at
the aroma of supper being prepared. Kathryn sure was a fast learner, Chakotay
thought. A year
and a half
ago when they had first became a couple the woman couldn't boil water.
He smiled at the
memory.
Kathryn came
around the corner from the bedroom. "Chakotay," she exclaimed, "you are
a sight for some
lonely eyes!"
She gave him a deep kiss as a welcome and he wrapped her securely in his
arms. Breathing
the fresh
scent of her hair he whispered, "I love you." She tightened her grip around
his waist to pull him
closer. Kathryn
never tired from hearing those words. After four and a half years of denying
their feeling
this last
year had been extremely liberating. Lifting her face for another kiss,
Kathryn wondered "What
was happening
on the bridge?" Chakotay released her and settled comfortably on the couch
with her
tucked in
at his side. "Harry is in the Captain's chair and loving every minute of
it!" They both laughed.
"Perhaps you
should hand the ship over to him Kathryn and just be done with it", Chakotay
concluded.
Kathryn pretended
to think about it, "That might be an idea in a decade or two, my love,
but not now I'm
afraid." Chakotay
groaned. "Just trying to get you all to myself sweetheart" Kathryn reached
up to kiss his
nose. "And
what if you start to get tired of me, Chakotay?" Her voice was only half
joking and he kissed
her hard.
"Never!" he exclaimed.
Kathryn pulled
back from him enough to look him straight in the eye. "But what about our
little problem?"
she asked.
Chakotay took his arm off her shoulders. "Kathryn…." He warned. But Kathryn
wasn't going
to put off
this conversation any longer. "I'm serious Chakotay. This past week has
been hard for me.
What is going
on?" Chakotay shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He didn't know what to
say. He loved
Kathryn more
than life itself. He'd die for her. Life was fabulous, the ship was perfect
and Kathryn was
more than
he had dreamed. But, he was becoming bored; complacent. How could he explain
this to her?
Kathryn continued
to sit and look at him expectantly. "Well?", she prompted.
Chakotay thought
back over the past week. They usually had such an active, fulfilling sex
life but lately he
couldn't seem
to get it together. He sighed in disgust. Who was he kidding? He couldn't
get it up and
finally Kathryn
wanted an explanation. What could he say? That he knew she was his? That
he knew
there wasn't
a man around who could take her from him? Who would challenge him for her?
Chakotay
was a man
who loved having what other men coveted, it excited him and in this god
forsaken Quadrant he
knew no one
who could capture his lovers interest even a trifle.
He looked down
at Kathryn and took a deep breath. " Kathryn, don't take this the wrong
way." Kathryn
bolted up
off the couch, put her hands on her hips and waited. Chakotay gulped, "It's
just that I think I
need other
men to be hitting on you." Total silence met his remark. "Are you kidding?"
Kathryn
demanded.
"Are you saying that you need a man to hit on me for you to get a hard
on?" Chakotay
groaned. This
was not going well. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Her voice
was beginning to
go up a few
decibels.
He stood up
and tried to take her in his arms. She stepped back waiting for him to
respond. Throwing up
his hands
he said, "Look Kathryn, I love you. You are my life. I guess I'm just in
a little slump right now.
That's all.
And yes, YES, damn it! I love it that another man would want you. Would
look at you and
envy me because
he would know that it was me fucking you and that he would never know what
it would
be like!"
Chakotay looked at Kathryn's dumbfounded expression. After a long minute
she said slowly,
"Chakotay,
I think it would be best if you had supper in the mess hall. I'll see you
tomorrow." Her voice
had a dangerous
edge to it and Chakotay knew he deserved it. He didn't even argue but fled
for the
relative safety
of the crowded mess hall. Back in the captain's quarters candlelight flickered
over the figure
of a woman
huddled on the couch. It was going to be a long night.
The next day
the tension between the command team was obvious to everyone. Even though
Kathryn had
spent most
of the day alone in her ready room, her orders to the crew were particularly
frosty. Chakotay
spent the
shift uncomfortably in his chair on the bridge and didn't even attempt
to close the gap between
them. He was
not a happy man. At the end of the shift Kathryn left without a word and
Chakotay
promised himself
that he would give her an hour to relax before doing whatever he could
to fix things
between them.
An hour later
Chakotay was ringing Kathryn's door but was getting no answer from within.
Great, he
thought, an
hour obviously wasn't long enough. Ringing yet again he still stared at
the gray door. He
tapped his
com badge "Chakotay to Janeway" He waited only to hear absolute silence.
"Computer, locate
Captain Janeway."
"Captain Janeway is on Holodeck 2" the computer replied. Finally, he thought,
as he
turned to
head to the turbo lift, just a few more minutes and he could start correcting
this mess. Chakotay
was also hoping
like hell that make up sex would go his way and get his dander up, so to
speak. Rolling his
eyes at the
thought, he approached the holodeck only to find the privacy protocols
engaged. "God damn
it!" Chakotay
muttered. Being First Officer had its privileges though and he quickly
overrode the security
codes.
Stepping into
the holodeck, he was surprised to see the Fair Haven program running. He
was under the
impression
that Fair Haven had run its course with the crew and was rarely used anymore.
Obviously
Kathryn needed
to escape to her roots tonight, Chakotay thought.
The streets
were fairly empty but as he approached Sullivan's Pub Chakotay could hear
music and the
chatter of
a few holographic characters as they entered and left the pub. Coming up
the old stairs,
Chakotay paused
at the window to peer inside. Characters were everywhere. A lively band
was playing
and a furious
game of rings was taking place. Chakotay smiled. Then his eyes grazed the
bar. A few older
men were propped
up against it watching the rings game but there on the end sat Kathryn.
Chakotay
shivered because
leaning over the bar nuzzling her neck was Michael Sullivan.
"What the hell!"
Chakotay croaked at the window. He watched Kathryn smile up into Michael's
face and
then reach
over to cup his cheek and draw his lips down for a kiss. Chakotay was in
a prime viewing spot
because he
could see their tongues continuing the play of the kiss even as they began
to draw apart.
Chakotay felt
a wave of anger wash over him. "I'm going to cut out the tongue of that
holographic
bastard!"
he choked.
Suddenly the
music stopped and the laughter ended. Chakotay glanced around to see that
Kathryn must
have removed
all the characters except for Michael. Now the two of them were alone in
the pub and
Chakotay's
eyes widened as he noticed Kathryn push herself up onto the bar and straddle
her legs around
Michael. Michael
started opening the top half of her uniform and right before Chakotay's
eyes Michael
Sullivan had
stripped Kathryn down to her waist and was sucking her breasts. Kathryn's
hands were
woven in Michael's
hair and her head was thrown back with a look of pure pleasure on her face
as
Michael spent
endless minutes tormenting her nipples into hard knobs.
Chakotay couldn't
move. He was furious and unbelievably excited. He had felt his erection
grow the
minute that
son of a bitch had latched onto her breasts. I should delete him right
now and go in there and
finish the
job, he thought. Instead his eyes were fixated on the spectacle of Kathryn
lying half-naked on
the pubs bar.
Kathryn was
now grinding her hips against the hologram. Michael reached between her
legs and stroked
her through
her uniform. Chakotay swore. Kathryn's hands lowered to her bottom half
of her uniform and
she quickly
rid herself of it. She threw it toward the window and then stripped off
her panties as well.
Michael pushed
Kathryn down until she was lying down on the bar with her knees bent. Michael
plunged
his face down
between her legs. Chakotay could see his hands working her nipples and
could hear the
moans that
told him that Kathryn was close to orgasm. Michael's head never left Kathryn's
cunt and
Chakotay saw
that she was rising her hips up to meet his tongue. Suddenly Kathryn bucked
and gave a
low shriek
of pleasure as she came.
Chakotay looked
down at the front of his uniform. Somehow he had taken out his swollen
penis and had
started to
pump himself. Some fluid had escaped the tip and he used his thumb to spread
it around the top
half of the
purple member. Kathryn was now sitting on the bar nuzzling Michael's face
and lips. They
were laughing
at something and Chakotay felt another gush of anger. Kathryn slide down
the opposite side
of the bar
and started removing Michael's shirt. She bent her head to kiss and tease
as she exposed each
inch of his
chest. She threw the shirt towards the window and then moved lower. Chakotay
could barely
see what she
was doing and then she disappeared from view. "Fuck, fuck, fuck man" Chakotay
mumbled.
Michael's
head was thrown back and he was pumping into her. Chakotay could imagine
what she was
doing with
her tongue and her lips on that hidden shaft. His own hand was moving faster
now and as
Michael cried
out Chakotay came all over his hand and his uniform. Chakotay sank against
the wall.
"Damn her."
He said.
When Chakotay
looked again through the window Kathryn's head was buried in Michael's
neck as they
clung to each
other. Michael stroked her back and buttocks. She lifted her face to kiss
him; a long, deep
kiss. They
were talking again and Chakotay couldn't make out what they were saying.
Kathryn started to
gather up
her uniform. Chakotay could feel himself harden again as he watched her
move around the pub
totally nude.
Michael came out from behind the bar. Chakotay's eyes dropped to Michael's
crotch. "Holy
shit." He
gasped. Michael's penis was the biggest fucking thing that Chakotay had
ever seen and to top it
off, it was
as hard as a rock.
Michael walked
to Kathryn and she laughed at something he said. Suddenly Michael grabbed
her and
started fondling
her breasts. Kathryn grinned and cupped his balls with one hand while she
stroked his
long cock
with the other. They stood like that for long minutes kissing until Michael
was grinding into her
hands. Slowly
they lowered to the floor and Kathryn pushed Michael down. She straddled
him and lifted
his penis
until it was almost perpendicular to his flat stomach. She moved over him
and impaled herself on
it. Slowly
she gathered him in. It took forever for her to comfortably surround him.
Her eyes were closed
and Michael's
hands were on her breasts teasing her hard nipples. Finally she began to
move; lowering
herself onto
him then rising to the edge and back again. Chakotay could see them more
clearly now. They
were much
closer to the window and from his spot Chakotay had a fascinating view
of their joining. He
could see
Michael's cock move out of her and then back in and he could see their
faces distort as they
moved closer
to the climax. Michael clutched at Kathryn's hips and ground her down harder
onto him.
Kathryn came
with a pleasurable moan and Chakotay could see Michael's semen seeping
down the sides
of her legs.
Kathryn slumped over Michael's chest and kissed his lips.
Chakotay was
spent. And he was a mess. His own juices were getting hard on his uniform
and his hand
was sticky.
He didn't know what he was feeling. Kathryn was full of surprises and this
certainly was a
wake up call.
Kathryn could replace him quite nicely with that indecently hung Irish
bastard! So deep in
thought, Chakotay
didn't hear the pub door open. He turned to see Kathryn looking at him;
taking in the
open uniform,
the limp, sticky penis in his hand and his expression. "Good evening Chakotay.
I see you
enjoyed the
view." She said smugly. She walked over to him and kissed his lips. Chakotay
remembered
those lips
against Michael's and around his cock. He started to get hard. Kathryn
looked down.
"Commander,
I think we had better get back to my quarters." She reached down to stroke
him. "I don't
want to waste
this one." With another peck she was gone and Chakotay quickly gathered
himself into his
uniform. As
he left the holodeck he made one modification. "Computer, shorten Michael
Sullivan's penis
about 4 inches.
Save program."
End