Big, Long & Uncut


By Britta

"You want it, don't you, Tom?" Chakotay smirked.
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"Ohhh, yeah, Chakotay. I want it bad." Tom was all but drooling over the sight dangling in front of his eyes. Hell, it had been forever, he couldn't help it if his mouth watered so much he was forced to keep swallowing his saliva as it pooled around his tongue.
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Chakotay leaned close to Tom's ear and whispered seductively, "If you behave, I just might give it to you."
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Tom's blue eyes glazed over at the very image as it popped into his mind and he thought if Chakotay really did that for him, it would be proof positive of his love. "What do you want me to do?" He licked his lips in anticipation.
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Chakotay's amused expression turned into one that sizzled with promise, his dimples out in full force. He took Tom by the shoulder and said, "Act like a stuffy Starfleet officer for the duration of our lunch meeting with the diplomats. After that, we'll come back here and you can claim your reward."
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"Stuffy?" groaned Tom. "You know how much I hate that!"
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"Sorry, lover, but that's the deal. These aliens are sticklers for protocol."
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The blond looked into Chakotay's dark, laughing eyes, then back to his prize. It would be worth it, to get his lips around that. He decided he'd do it; he'd show Chakotay stuffy. "Very well, Commander, if that's what you require." Tom pulled away from the older man and took an erect and very correct stance.
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"I wish I had known about your weakness before. It makes it so much easier to bribe you." Chakotay landed a pat on Tom's butt and began to laugh.
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With a last, wistful glance at the meat he craved, Tom waited for Chakotay to get himself together. Then they walked away from the butcher shop and Tom thought that alien pepperoni was better than no pepperoni at all.

THE END

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