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INITIATIONS
by Spud
 
 
 

Kathryn Janeway sat in her ready room, her thoughts were unfocused. So many things had
happened and now her decision to destroy the Caretaker's array would have unfathomable
repercussions. Her gaze went from the picture of Mark to the stars outside the viewport.
"What the hell was I thinking", she chastised herself. Now not only were her crew trapped in
the Delta Quadrant but many were dead or injured. She sat down at her desk and placed her
head in her hands. She had made the right choice but the price was high.

After a few moments Kathryn's thoughts turned to the Maquis who were now aboard her
ship. Thank goodness she would have Tuvok's council again, but what of the others? Even
as she sat thinking about them, the Maquis crew had been assigned quarters and was
settling into them. Probably resting from all the confusion and trauma of the events over
the past few days, Kathryn thought. There was still much to discuss with their captain, a
man by the name of Chakotay. He had actually been a Starfleet officer at one time. Kathryn
sighed as she stood and turned toward the door. "Better sooner than later", she mumbled
as she headed toward Chakotay's new quarters.

There was no response to her request to enter once she reached her destination. After three
attempts Kathryn used her access codes to override the locked door. She stepped into the
room.

Chakotay?", she called. Her eyes surveyed the room noticing several pieces of clothing on a
nearby chair. Raising her eyebrows she stepped further into the room.

"Chakotay?" she called again. Still no answer. She made her way into the small adjoining
bedroom and in the dim light was able to make out the shape of a man lying on the bed
sleeping. He was partially covered by a sheet but his strong, muscular upper body was open
to view as it hugged a pillow. And on the pillow rested the head of a very attractive man.
As Kathryn's eyes adjusted to the light and made their way up the length of his form she
became aware, for the second time, of how unreasonably sexy this man was.

"Can I help you Captain?" a husky voice interrupted her thoughts and Kathryn's eyes flew to
Chakotay's. He hadn't moved but was now watching her from his position on the bed.
Kathryn swallowed.

"Excuse me Chakotay, I didn't mean to disturb you. I let myself in hoping that we could
discuss a few things." Kathryn hoped that her voice didn't sound too rushed. She was
beginning to feel an excited nervousness around this man and her current position in his
bedroom didn't help matters. Chakotay sat up. The sheets fell protectively around his lap.
He patted the bed beside him.

"Have a seat, Captain, and we will discuss anything you feel is necessary." The twinkle in
his eyes challenged her. Kathryn Janeway never backed down from a challenge but this was
clearly unacceptable.

"Perhaps you could get dressed and meet me in my Ready Room, Chakotay." Kathryn turned
to leave. As she walked into the living room of the quarters she heard the unmistakable
sounds of him following her.

"Captain, what exactly do you want to discuss?" Kathryn turned to see that Chakotay had
donned a towel around his mid-section in order to follow her.

"My Ready Room, Chakotay". Kathryn hoped that this order didn't sound as breathy to him
as it did to her ears. But the sight and nearness of this man, this beautiful man, was
starting to have quite an effect. Chakotay moved toward her. Kathryn involuntarily took a
few steps backward. He moved closer still until he had her backed against the wall. Their
eyes locked.

"What is it you want to discuss, Captain?". She could feel his breath on her face. Her
tongue darted out to moisten her lips. His eyes followed the movement.

"The transition…." She managed to say before he bent his head closer to hers. "Ah yes, the
transition….", she couldn't help but stare at his lips, "…the transition of your crew to my
ship."

He had moved even closer. Kathryn was mesmerized. His breath was mingling with hers
now, as his lips were just inches away. Kathryn closed her eyes. Taking that as a sign
Chakotay closed the gap between them and took control of her mouth. He explored her lips,
her tongue and then coaxed her tongue into his mouth. He tasted like heaven. Kathryn's
hands moved onto his back feeling her way across his muscles as he braced himself against
the wall with one arm and with the other was stroking her neck with light teasing touches.
He never stopped kissing her. Slow deep kisses fading to soft, light caresses on her lips and
face and growing still deep and passionate again. His hands moved from her face to her hair
and finally to her breast where his thumb could feel an aroused nipple under her uniform.
Kathryn sighed into his mouth and he nibbled on her bottom lip than moved to cover her
mouth yet again.

Finally after long moments passed, Chakotay lifted his lips from hers. Their eyes locked. His
hand left her breast and came up to cup her head. She dropped her arms to her sides.

"I would love to discuss the transition of my crew, Captain. I will meet you in the Ready
Room in just a few minutes. " Kathryn swallowed hard and Chakotay backed away a few
inches; just enough to let her escape into the corridor.

As the door swished shut behind her, Kathryn shivered.

"How am I going to deal with this man?" she thought. This unbelievably sexy man who
could make her weak at the knees? She smiled. Life just got a bit more interesting.
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Four hours later Kathryn, Chakotay and Voyager's security officer, Lieutenant Tuvok were
finishing the briefing that spelled out how the Maquis crew would make the transition to
Voyager. Kathryn smiled rather smugly at the success of her plan. Shortly after she had left
Chakotay's quarters she had hailed him to change the location of the meeting to her
quarters. What she had failed to communicate was that Tuvok would also be joining them.
To his credit Chakotay barely blinked when Tuvok granted him entry upon his arrival but a
shielded grin in her direction let Kathryn know that he was aware of what she was doing.

They had decided that Chakotay would replace the first officer that Voyager had lost and
that the ship would run as a Starfleet vessel whose mission would be to get home but also
to explore and chart the regions of space that they would cover to do so. Kathryn was
confident that these hours of discussion were the first step in the long journey home.

Tuvok suddenly rose to his feet and announced that he had significant work to oversee.
Kathryn excused him and looked expectantly at Chakotay. Surely he wouldn't continue this
game that had started in his quarters? Chakotay rose just as the door closed behind Tuvok.
A feeling of disappointment came over her. But instead of leaving, Chakotay motioned
toward her washroom facilities. "May I?" he asked. She nodded and continued to review the
notes that the three of them had made. Kathryn suddenly became aware that water, real
water was running in her shower.

"What the hell is he doing?" Kathryn thought. She got up from the couch and moved toward
the washroom. Unmistakable sounds of running water could be heard behind the closed
door. Pushing the door open she called out to Chakotay.

"What the hell are you doing, Commander?" Steam filled the room and she could make out
his form inside the shower cabinet. Chakotay stuck his head out.

"Relaxing, Captain", he replied with a sly smile. "Care to join me?" He returned to the
shower.

Kathryn could hear him humming and could picture the water running over his smooth, taunt
body. She groaned and on impulse shed her uniform and opened the cabinet door. A
surprised grin greeted her but he didn't give her time to back out. He reached out and
quickly drew her in under the stream of warm water. Kathryn closed her eyes as the spray
soaked her and she felt his lips on her neck. Turning she claimed his lips with her own as
she ran her hands down the length of his side. His arousal pushed at her belly and she
shivered in excitement. Opening her eyes she took the soap and began to coat his body
with suds. His shoulders, his chest, his thighs, his buttocks. The soap allowed her hands to
glide effortlessly over him. Finally she slide her hands up the insides of his thighs to cup his
balls and take his hard arousal in her hands. He was big, long and beautiful. God she
needed this man.

She played with him for several minutes, her lips exploring his face, lips and neck until he
stopped her and turned her around facing away from him. He cupped her breasts from
behind and nuzzled her neck. He took the soap and created a slippery roadway of suds over
her breasts, her belly and finally down the length of her legs. Chakotay abandoned the soap
and locked eyes with her as his hand began to ask for entry to her arousal.

"Please, Chakotay." The first words uttered came from Kathryn as she gripped his shoulders
and awaited entry of his firm, capable fingers around her. He obeyed. Sliding his hand
between her legs, he thumbed her clitoris while his other hand pushed fingers up into her.
She ground herself against his hand as he bent to take her breasts into his mouth. His
tongue worked magic across her hardened nipples.Chakotay slowly withdrew his hands and
moved his mouth to her lips as he slammed off the water and lifted her out of the shower.
Her mouth consumed him. She couldn't stop tasting him. She was very aware of his hard
length pushing against her leg as he carried her to the bed. Wet bodies fell onto cool
sheets. Chakotay moved over her.

"Now, Kathryn" he demanded. She moaned in answer and brought her legs up to wrap
around him. He pushed into her slowly but now harder until he filled her. Hands playing with
her nipples and lips pressed to her face Chakotay began to move in hard rhythmic thrusts.
Kathryn gripped his shoulders and clawed at his back as she came closer and closer to
orgasm. As he felt her begin to tighten and convulse around him Chakotay stopped his
movements. Kathryn was sitting on the edge between desperation and ecstasy. She needed
him to continue. She clutched at his shoulders and her eyes sought his.

Against her lips, looking into her eyes he said softly, "Tell me what you want Kathryn." She
began teasing his lips with hers.

"Please, Chakotay, you, more of you, please."  Her hands cupped his buttocks pushing him
into her, her legs used all their strength to bring him to her. He slowly began to move
inside her again.

"Like this, Kathryn?" he asked. Their eyes locked she continued to answer.

"Yes, oh yes, Chakotay." He increased his thrusts; she met him with an equal passion she
couldn't stop. Chakotay felt her tightening around him, felt her hands at his back and with
several final deep thrusts they came together.

As their breathing slowed Chakotay kissed her neck. Kathryn sighed and purred in pleasure.
He was still inside her and she inhaled his scent. He moved his lips to her mouth. She
reveled in his adoring aftermath. Finally he moved off her to his side, one arm still across
her breasts and his face in her hair. She heard him mumble, "This is going to be an
interesting ride Captain." Kathryn laughed out loud. She turned to face him.

"Chakotay, this will not be a perk included with First Officer privileges. In fact, I can't
imagine this happening again soon." With a crooked smile and teasing eyes she concluded,
"Consider this an initiation." Moving quickly she left the bed and went to gather up her
uniform.

Chakotay could hear her cleaning up in the bathroom. After a few minutes she came back
into the bedroom. Chakotay propped himself up on his elbow and surveyed his captain
totally back in command mode. A quick glance at his shoulder told him that she had left
marks of passion there and he smiled remembering how she had moved beneath him.

"Captain, I certainly enjoyed the initiation and look forward to a repeat performance."
Kathryn laughed.

"Clean yourself up, Chakotay, and I'll see you in the briefing room." With a parting smile
she was gone leaving a grinning, newly initiated first officer naked on her bed. Chakotay
laid back and stretched. He liked the feel of the captain's sheets. Out loud he told the
ceiling, "I'll have to see how soon I can arrange a repeat performance." With any luck it
would be soon, very soon indeed.

End

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