Drabble #2


By Britta

Lips caressed hers, fingers played with her clitoris, and she loved the feeling. It had been so long....
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"He doesn't love you," she murmured.
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"I know."
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"You don't love him either, do you?"
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"Not the way I should."
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"What are you going to do about it?"
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"I'm not sure." Torres cupped Janeway's breast and her mouth came down hard.
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Sharp teeth teased her nipple and Kathryn moaned. Between gasps, she panted, "We'll think of something."
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B'Elanna swished her naturally wavy hair over the captain's stomach and smiled ferally, "We could always set up Tom and Chakotay on a blind date."

THE END