Gasp.... Oh my goodness, did we do that?!!?? See what happens when the Dragin and the Furball finally get their sh together and actually have time to just play. There is something to be said about long nights at work with no calls.....

This one is for the pond whose rollicking banter revived the furball from under the bar!!!!

Kat: Plot? Kadi did you say anything about a plot? Cause I'll be damned if I remember one.

Kadi: Huh? What's a Plot?

A Taste of the Unknown

by Kadi and Cat

NC-17

"You scumbag!"

"I beg your pardon."

"Philanderer! Jerk! Inconsiderate prick!!!"

Chakotay raised his hands in surrender. "Okay.... Now Kathryn I'm gathering you're pissed about something?"

She picked up her favorite coffee cup and threw it at him, full of coffee. "No! You think?!!?  You've been taking lessons from Tuvok again haven't you?"

He managed to stay out of range while he attempted to discover the problem. "Perhaps if you could tell me what I did this time...?"

"Oh you'd like that wouldn't you, you bastard?"

"That's getting more than personal Kathryn."

"Oh pulease, the situation is more than personal. How could you do it Chakotay? After all we've been through, how could you?"

"Dammit woman just spit it out will you?"

"Fine! How could you betray me by boffing Seven!"

"Huh?" He blinked at her several times, "Boffing Seven?"

"Oh sure, just like a man, pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. Chakotay, I saw you!"

"You saw me boffing Seven?"

"ARGH!!!" She picked up her computer console and tossed it at his head, "Get out! OUT OUT OUT! GET OUT!"

Chakotay ducked just as the computer whizzed past his head, "Kathryn, you okay?"

She paused just a moment, then leapt at him, hands poised to strangle him.

His hands came up automatically in a defensive positions and to catch her arms to limit damage.  The smart-ass in him automatically responded, he couldn't help it. He loved it when she was like this. "Uh uh uh, no touchie!"

She clawed and kicked at him, trying to draw her knees up, but he blocked her. He turned her in his arms and held her back against him until she stopped, panting, and exhausted. "Now want to tell me what that was all about?"

It must have been the sarcasm in his voice but it started her up again. "YOU PRICK! YOU BASTARD! YOU UNBELIEVABLY STUPID... MAN!"

"Uh huh.... well we've got that out of the way. What did I do that was so unbelievably bad??"

"Well you're alive aren't you?" She twisted her body up and bit his arm, "Asshole!"

He jerked in response, but didn't let her go. "Dammit Kathryn! Quit that and make the problem plain for me. After all you said I'm a man."

She growled in frustration then sagged against him. "I just found out that you've been seeing Seven. And not only are you seeing her you dog, but your boffing her. How could you?"

"It's easy really. I could show you?" He said with a hopeful tone.

She jerked hard enough to slip away from him that time and walked, dejectedly over toward the viewport, "I could do without her left overs thank you very much." Her head dropped then, and she fought back the tears now that the rage had flowed out of her body, "How could you not tell me? It's not so much the betrayal Chakotay. But you didn't tell me. I thought we were friends.  Best friends. How could you!?" She angled a look back at him over her shoulder, tears shining in her eyes.

"Kathryn, look... Seven and I are just seeing each other, as friends. Yes I haven't said anything but that's because I didn't feel there was anything to say yet, and I haven't had a chance to talk to you about it. Besides its just been dinner. I don't talk about our dinners." At her look of disbelief he sighed. "And despite the rumor mill, I am not boffing Seven. There has only ever been one woman on this ship that I have even contemplated boffing, and she insists she's my best friend, nothing more."

She shook her head, "Chakotay I'm not blind, and I'm not stupid. I saw you with her... our quarters are next door to each other remember. There was no mistaking where your hands were and what they were doing."

He sighed heavily, "Kathryn I'm not lying to you. I may have kissed her, once, but that is it. That's as far as it has ever gone. I swear to you now."  He walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I can't make you believe me.   Personally I don't understand why you are getting so upset over this. You are the one who has been insisting that I get on with my life."

Her hands curled around his. "But Seven???"

"Who else would be appropriate Kathryn? I'm in the same position as you. Seven is a civilian of sorts, she's not actually CREW. The only other acceptable person is you, and you keep shooting me down flat."

"You know why I have to do that. You know!"

"Yes, and I understand it. But if that's the stand you are going to take, then you have no right to object to my seeing someone else. I'll make it plain, Kathryn. I want you, I always have. And I love you more than anything, but you are my best friend and I won't jeopardize that. No matter how much I might want to kiss you, at least once, to see what I'm missing."

She bowed her head for a moment, "You've never said that before." She turned slowly, "You've never taken a stand before." She sighed and moved away from him, "I'm sorry I made a scene."

"Kathryn," He took a step toward her but stopped, knowing this was how she wanted it to be, yet... "Why do you insist on doing this to us?"

"Because..." she looked up at him with sad eyes. "Because I have to." She closed her eyes for a long moment. "But..." her voice dropped to a low whisper, "I wouldn't mind knowing at least once what I'm missing..." She stepped closer, her eyes locking with his, begging him to make the next move.

He started to reach for her, but pulled away at the last moment. "I can't." He turned away from her, his hands running through his hair. "I can't touch you one time and live the rest of my life without being able to do it again. I'm sorry Kathryn." He walked away from her then, leaving the room before he could change his mind.

She watched as the doors closed, her legs giving way beneath her. She dropped to her knees, her arms curling around her body as one, choked sob rocked through her.

She thought about it for several minutes. About seven years of listening to each, experiencing the moods, and moments and the times together. The more she thought about it, about their friendship, the good and the bad, the more she wanted that unknown, craved it even. Taking a deep breath, she stood. "Computer, location of Commander Chakotay?"

"Commander Chakotay is in his quarters."

She hesitated only a minute before heading that way.

She waited impatiently for him to answer the chime. Even as she stood there she worried. Would Seven be with him? Could she make that move? Would it be the right choice? She barely registered the opening of the door and him standing there.  He watched her a bit uncertainly. Kathryn glanced inside and saw the empty room. "Can I come in?"

His eyes narrowed a bit and he nodded. "Sure."

She waited only a moment for the doors to close before stepping into him. "I can't promise anything, but I'm willing to try more than the moment. "

He studied her with a blank expression. Waiting with a baited breath for her next move. She curled her fingers into his shirt and pulled him down to her, raising on her toes to reach him. She studied his mouth for a long moment before sighing, and leaning forward, her lips barely touching his. Oh god, she thought, please let this be right.

"Be sure Kathryn." It was all he said before curling his arms around her and pulling her tightly against him. His lips found hers in the next instant, a jolt of pleasure, longing and something else shooting through his body. Perhaps it was the rightness of it, or maybe it was fear that she would pull away again.

She barely had a moment to register "finally" when she was pulled into the sensual haze. Suddenly her world was filled with textures and scents that were all Chakotay, and then the thoughts were gone.

He groaned again at the contact. Suddenly the need for skin on skin was more than he could stand. He shifted her, his knee sliding between hers, pressing snugly at her center. She gasped in surprise, but didn't release his mouth. Instead she began to undulate against him, using his strong, hard thigh to increase the friction.

Chakotay wasted no time. In moments his hands had stripped her down to her tank top. Stepping back only for a moment, he pushed her slacks and panties to the floor. His eyes flashed as he took in the trim body before him, pausing to only to focus on the heaving of her chest. He leaned down, nipping her right breast through the material of her tank and bra. He nibbled and laved, barely control himself in his need. Kathryn groaned and writhed beneath him, gasping again as his thigh once more took residence between her own. As the hot wet heat of her seeped through his trousers, he growled, shifting once more, lifting her fully against him, his arms tight around her back. As she wrapped her legs around him, he grunted in satisfaction, the last little bit of his thought processes nearly eradicated. He broke the kiss then, burying his face in her shoulder, even as one of his hands slid over her naked backside to dip teasingly into her heat from behind.

"Cha..Chakotay?" Her voice was husky, confused, and he loved it.

"Too much Kathryn. Give me a moment love. I don't want our first time against a view port. I'd rather enjoy you in a bed."

Her head snapped back and her eyes began to clear as reality set in. She started to drop her legs and pull away but he would have none of it. One arm banded tightly around her as the other firmly supported her bottom. He grinned, a dark sexy grin, and shook his head. "Uh uh. You aren't backing out on me now. You had your chance."

She started to protest, but one look in his dark eyes and all her doubts were erased. She relaxed against him then, and tightened her legs around his waist. She dipped her head and suckled the base of his throat, just below his adam's apple. That earned her a surprised grunt, and once more she found herself pinned to a wall, this one by the door to his bedroom. As the wall once more became a brace, Chakotay tangled his fingers in her hair and feasted on her mouth.

Kathryn jerked at his uniform top, tugging it apart and away from his body. Her nails raked down his chest, grazing over his nipples and causing him to groan. Then she pulled away from his mouth and trailed her lips over his jaw and down his throat, her voice was deep and husky with desire as she groaned against his skin, "Forget the bed...later."

A deep growl of satisfaction rumbled in his chest as he pulled her head up and once more took her mouth. At the same time their hands worked to unfasten and tug his trousers out of the way. With them went his briefs, and his knees almost buckled as her fingers curled around his aroused length.

Plunging his tongue deep into her mouth, Chakotay shifted her again. This time it was so that he could get to her more fully. Hitching her legs around him a little better, he stood poised at her entrance, waiting for her to look up. When she did, he drove home.

A sound somewhere between a grunt and a squeak forced its way out of her, and she stiffened at the sudden intrusion. Though he wanted to pound into her mindlessly, he made note of her reaction and waited a moment, giving her a second to adjust. Once more her eyes locked with his, and she forced his mouth down to hers, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Don't stop now Chakotay. I want all of you... all of this."

He could barely focus as her words registered, and then he stopped trying, losing himself in soft heat of her.

Her cries filled the room along with his grunts as he plunged deep with in her time again. All thoughts of finesse and rhythm were lost in the need for completion. Chakotay fought for control with each thrust, until finally he gained it again and forced her to look at him as her body began to tighten around him. He could feel the trembling, the quivering, the way her legs stiffened as her body strained, poised just at the edge of release. Their eyes locked as he drove her over, the look in her blue depths was enough to bring him with her, spilling his release within her body as she clenched around him.

He slid to his knees, Kathryn still draped across his lap as he tried to calm both his heartbeat, and his breathing. He was relieved to see that she was in a similar condition. Feelings welled up inside him almost overwhelming him. He leaned forward and kissed her tenderly, taking a moment to brush her sweaty hair away from her face. He was afraid to meet her eyes, afraid she would regret what had happened between them. Slowly, almost hesitantly he did so. When they finally met, he was surprised by both the smile on her face and the love shining forth. "I love you, Kathryn. I always have."

She nodded and cupped his face with her hands, her fingers lightly caressing his cheeks. "I love you too Chakotay."

He snuggled her closer. "No regrets?"

She shook her head and kissed his throat. As her tongue swept out to lap at the moisture there, she chuckled. "Didn't you say something about a bed?"

He grinned and stood wobbly, her legs still around him and their bodies still connected. "I can do that." And he headed for the bedroom to prove it.

THE END????

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