Advent Calendar 2011

Double Trouble Love 

(Cross-over Janeway/Seven (STV) – Andy/Miranda (DWP))

By Gun Brooke



Door 20


Seven had to date only experience euphoria once. She would never forget the time she watched the formation of the Omega particle for the briefest of moments. With that in mind, Seven knew without a shadow of a doubt that nothing would ever come close to how she felt the first time Kathryn Janeway kissed her.

“I doubt the months I lived with Chakotay has provided me with the accurate frame of reference for what comes next.” Seven only knew she did not want Kathryn to let go of her. Those narrow, wine red lips, Seven wanted to cease conversing and kiss them again.

“I understand. So you’re saying you’ll be happy to play this by ear?”

“If you mean continue kissing, then, yes.”

Kathryn chuckled and Seven had never seen this exact brilliant blue in her eyes before.

“I admit, kissing you turned out to be far better than I ever dreamed of.” Kathryn shifted, sliding closer. “And I admit, back on Voyager, I thought of you inappropriately more than once.”

“I know why you never approached anyone of the crew, but I still feel we might have wasted precious time.” Seven wanted to feel Kathryn closer. Using her augmented Borg strength, she pulled Kathryn up sideways on her lap.

“Oh.” Kathryn wrapped her arms around Seven’s neck. “I hear you. Still, I think we could have failed miserably if we’d allowed this—“ She gestured between them, “to take over already back then.”

“Perhaps.” Seven did not agree, but knowing that Kathryn was more knowledgeable regarding social structures and dynamics, she did not argue. Instead, she slid her fingers into Kathryn’s hair, motioning her closer. She gently bent Kathryn’s head back and kissed her. Seven wanted to taste Kathryn, inhale her breath, and devour every sensation. It was illogical, but nonetheless so utterly irresistible that such intimate caresses would overshadow everything she had known to be true so far.

Seven kept one hand tangled in Kathryn’s hair, but slid the other one down her back and in under her shirt. Silky and slightly damp, Kathryn’s skin felt enticing against the fingertips of her human hand.

“Seven?” Kathryn murmured against Seven’s lips. “Oh, yes.”

“Your skin is like velvet.” Seven nibbled at Kathryn’s lower lip. “You are unique.”

“No, but you are.” Kathryn was gasping now, breathing hard and fast through her nose. “You’re so beautiful, and much, much too good for me. I shouldn’t let you waste yourself on a middle-age admiral who is virtually married to her job, but, oh Gods…I can’t. I can’t leave you be. I can’t let you go.”

“I do not want you to. I want you to hold on tightly to me and keep me with you. Please, Kathryn.” Seven licked along Kathryn’s neck, catching small droplets of sweat on her tongue, curious at the clean, salty taste. Kathryn tipped her head back, groaning deeply in her throat, a sound that made Seven’s nipples ache and grow painfully taut.

“I want to touch you. Everywhere.” Seven moved her hand to Kathryn’s stomach. “I want you to reciprocate and teach me. Teach me what I need to know to please you.”

“Oh, darling, you don’t need teaching. If you continue like this, you’ll make me come right here on your lap.” Kathryn chuckled, pressing her lips to Seven’s jawline.

“What do you mean—come?”

“Climax. Orgasm. You know?”

“In theory.” Seven wanted to hide. This was another one of her short comings.

Kathryn pulled back a little, regarding her with concerned eyes. “What do you mean? In theory?”

“I know the biological mechanics behind the physical release.” Seven cringed. “I have yet to master this.”

“You’ve never climaxed? Seven?”

Seven tried to avoid Kathryn’s kind gaze, but insistent fingertips guided her chin back to face the woman in her arms. Kathryn gently kissed Seven’s lips, then asked again. “Seven? Talk to me.”

“No. I have not. At first, this was due to the failsafe the Borg had put into my system. Overpowering emotional outbursts were not desirable among the Borg. Once the Doctor removed this failsafe, I expected my emotions for Chakotay to soar. When he touched me, I found it pleasant, but I waited for the emotions I have read about, and viewed at the holo-movies. It did not take me long to realize that this was not going to happen to me, this all-encompassing passion. And it has not…until tonight.”

“So, If I understand you correctly, you haven’t climaxed. Ever? I mean, not even by your own hands?”

“Chakotay suggested I should ‘practice’.” Seven remember how mortified she had felt when the man she lived with did not even want to take the time to teach her. “It made me uncomfortable, and I could not relax enough to create the right ambiance. I settled for failure for the first time since…since I can remember.”

“I’m sorry, Seven.” Kathryn spoke gently and tucked an errant tress of hair behind Seven’s ear. “He should’ve been more understanding. Perhaps he found it too daunting to be the one to show you, I don’t know.”

“And you?” Seven trembled now, quite sure that Kathryn would recoil as well.

“I like a challenge.” Kathryn launched at Seven and kissed her, deep and passionate, her tongue not only caressing, but invading. “I like a challenge, and I like you. I told you. You’re here now. With me. And I can’t let you go. I want you so much, Seven, and from what I feel when we kiss…I think you are indeed functioning at peak performance.”


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The Devil Wears Prada
Star Trek Voyager
Rating: G -- NC-17 (depending on which door)

Andy/Miranda - Janeway/Seven

Summary: Post Endgame story. The year is 2379 and Voyager has been home in the Alpha Quadrant a year. Miranda Priestly, editor-in-cheif for the renowned fashion holo-magazine, Runway, intends to commemorate this by doing a fashion shoot with some of the women from the famous ship.
Admiral Janeway is less than pleased, but the decision is taken and little does she know what this shoot will set in motion.