Susurrations, Part 13


By Britta

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Chakotay finished his workout with a long, slow run on the treadmill. He had pumped iron and punched heavy, hanging bags filled with the Delta Quadrant equivalent of sand until he'd gotten all the extra energy out of his system. Now it was time to wind down slowly and become a controlled human being again.
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As he ran in place, he let his body go and set his mind adrift like a free-floating shuttle away from the mother-ship. He slogged along feeling the remnants of his tension evaporate and looked forward to a time when his life would be more settled.
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Loving Tom made him wonder about the idiocies of romance; and how Tom had managed to become entangled in so many different situations. Such things didn't interest Chakotay except as a spectator. As a participant, all he really wanted was to be happy.
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He ran until his lungs told him to stop. Listening to them per the Doctor's orders, he complied, grabbed a towel and wiped his face. He headed for the shower and reveled in the needle spray of very hot water. Knowing that he was supposed to take it easy, he indulged in an extra long session.
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As the water stimulated his body, he added soapy hands to massage his muscles. It would be better if Tom was here to do it for him but he had to rely on himself this time. Losing himself in the steam, he breathed deeply and ran his fingers over his chest and down his stomach.
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Before too long, he found himself clean all over and just enjoying the sensation as the water sluiced away his sweat and fatigue. The soap was gone and he had no excuse to linger so, reluctantly, he got out.
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Once dry, he dressed and went back to his quarters intent on getting something to eat and investigating the padd Tom had given him. With any luck, it would confirm his theory.
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"Harry, I can't sit here all night or I'll fall asleep. I need to go do something. Let's take a walk, okay?" Tom stood up and gathered their remaining dishes then resolutely stalked over to the recycler and dumped everything. "Are you coming or not?"
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Hastily, Harry grabbed the pile of padds he always seemed to have with him the last couple of days and said, "A walk sounds good. Can we stop by my quarters so I can drop these off? I don't want the girls to see them."
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Tom sighed, "No problem. Let's go." Being the best friend that he was, he offered to carry a few so Harry wouldn't lose one en route. God forbid his pal should be left without part of his instruction book. He had to wonder what the Delaney twins had going for them that would turn Harry into such a single-minded guy. Could they possibly be that good in bed, together--and at the same time?
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In the past, he'd had a few encounters with them himself but he'd never been tag-teamed like Harry. If he didn't have so much other stuff on his mind he'd be asking all sorts of personal questions, but he just didn't have the energy to spare this evening.
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When they reached Harry's cabin, he was shocked to see both women lying naked on the floor of Harry's living room. Harry was surprised as well. He dumped the padds he held into Tom's arms, turned to the women and ordered, "Get yourselves into bed. Now."
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"Yessir!" two breathy voices answered in tandem.
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Giggling, they scrambled into the bedroom, breasts and buttocks bouncing beautifully, then Harry whispered to Tom, "Can you keep these padds for me until tomorrow? I'll come by and pick them up after shift, okay?"
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Numbed by the unbelievability of what he had witnessed, Tom just nodded. Then he took his armload of padds and without thinking of what he carried, headed for Chakotay's quarters.
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Chakotay sat finishing his dinner, eyes riveted to the padd in his hand. He had to admit that some of the questions made him blush. There were certain things nobody should ever know.
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He wondered how Tom would answer some of the questions and decided that maybe he could find out--if he played his cards right. Setting the padd aside, he got up to clear away the dishes. He felt good. His ribs had healed nicely and based on what he'd read on the padd that Tom had given him, his theory had solidified even further.
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All in all, things were looking better. As he went to get himself a cup of after-dinner tea, the door chimed. "Come in."
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Tom entered the room and stood there staring at him with a dazed look on his face. The door closed behind him and Chakotay walked over.
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"You're here earlier than I expected."
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That seemed to jolt Tom back to reality and he fumbled with the padds in his arms nearly dropping one. Giving up, Tom dumped them all on the sofa and said, "Yeah. I didn't have to stay with Harry as long as I thought."
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"Why not?" Chakotay moved closer and tried to see what sorts of padds Tom had been carrying. Had he decided to catch up on his reports, too?
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Tom rubbed his arms and scooted between Chakotay and the couch. Putting his arms around Chakotay's neck, he said, "I suppose Samantha got home early because when Harry and I dropped by his place, the twins were already there."
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Chakotay sensed that Tom was trying to distract him by kissing him and standing between himself and the several padds he'd unloaded. Not too terribly interested in what they contained compared to the one he'd just been reading, he allowed himself to be redirected and focused his attention solely on Tom. "Did you have a good time tonight?"
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Caught off guard, Tom replied, "Yeah...well, it was interesting."
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"Care to tell me about it?" Chakotay inquired as he felt the tension in Tom's shoulders. He wondered why Tom was so uptight. What had Harry told him?
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Shrugging out of Chakotay's arms, Tom said tiredly, "I need to shower. Can we talk after?"
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Letting him go with a nod and kiss, Chakotay wondered again what had happened to upset Tom. Perhaps it wasn't just Harry; maybe all his 'social obligations' were stacking up and becoming a burden to him. If that was the case, Chakotay knew exactly what he'd do to make Tom feel better.
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Grabbing a towel, he set it on the bathroom counter and shed his own clothes. He stood there and watched Tom wash himself through the glazed partition surrounding the shower. Waiting patiently, he thought once Tom was out of there and forced to relax--Chakotay-style--then perhaps he would get some answers.
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Turning off the water, Tom paused for a moment and wondered how in the universe he was going to explain everything to Chakotay when he couldn't seem to get it all straightened out in his own head. There was just so much that he had to assimilate.
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All his dealings with Neelix and Harry had served to make his mind spin. Thank god he hadn't had to meet with Seven or the Doctor today. Shaking his head to remove the excess water from his hair, he decided to be as quick as he could in answering Chakotay's questions. After that, maybe he could find out what was on that padd that Neelix had given him.
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Stepping out of the shower, he was surprised to see Chakotay standing there, nude, with his arms open wide and holding a large towel ready and waiting for him. He allowed himself to be wrapped up, dried off, and then led to bed. Feeling a bit more relaxed than he had in hours, he peered up at his lover and asked, "Why?"
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Chakotay smiled down at him, dropped a kiss on his lips and replied, "Because you need it. Wait a minute and I'll join you."
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Tom waited warily and wondered what Chakotay had in mind. He heard the older man moving around in the other room then call for lights out.
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Chakotay brought a padd into the bedroom and set it on the nightstand as if it were of no importance. Then he ordered the lights down to thirty percent and crawled into bed next to him.
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Tensely, he waited to see what would happen next. Was he expected to do something? Deciding not to jump to any conclusions, he did nothing at all.
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Chakotay sensed that Tom was still wound up. It was a different sort of tension than he'd felt earlier but it was something he was determined to make go away. Sliding his arms around the blond, he squeezed gently and said, "Relax and enjoy."
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Then he began the pleasurable task of kissing his way down to Tom's cock. It was soft, but not for long. Chakotay employed his talent for giving head and soon had Tom moaning and writhing beneath him. Not planning on this being a long, drawn out experience, he straddled Tom's legs to keep them out of the way, and firmly held his hands down next to his hips.
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Letting his mouth and throat do most of the work, he brought Tom off quickly. Tom's hands gripped his tightly as he swallowed the generous portion of semen that Tom presented him with and he felt his lover totally relax for the first time tonight.
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A few licks and soft sucks later, Tom was all cleaned up and on the verge of falling asleep. Chakotay moved off him and thought, what the hell, why not let him take a short nap? He knew the younger man wouldn't sleep long; after all, they had things to talk about.
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He grabbed the padd next to the bed and increased the lights a bit, then started reading some more. Licking his lips, he savored the flavor of Tom for a minute, then scrolled down to yet another section of the application.
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Tom woke up feeling remarkably refreshed. He found himself hugging Chakotay's leg and wondered why the rest of him wasn't within easy reach. Blinking against the light, he squinted and looked up to see his lover engrossed in a padd.
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A hand rubbed the top of his head and he felt like a cat being petted absent-mindedly by its human companion. Deciding to act the part, he waited a few seconds then dug his fingernails into the soft skin of Chakotay's inner thigh.
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That certainly got him some attention. A hand moved swiftly to throw off the blankets then whacked him on the ass, hard.
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"Ow!" he yelped.
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Chakotay dropped the padd and smacked him again. "Is that the thanks I get for taking care of you earlier? You could have let me know you were awake some other way."
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Rubbing his ass with one hand, his other gently stroked the area where his nails had left small red marks. "I'm sorry, Chak. I didn't mean to dig in that hard. Do you want the regenerator?" His risked a glance at his frowning lover.
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"No, but you could trim your nails," Chakotay grumbled. "At least you missed my balls and didn't break the skin. If you had, you'd be in deep shit."
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Tom sat up and kept gently rubbing the area he'd offended. "Uh huh. What would you do if I really pissed you off?"
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Chakotay caught the twinkle in his eye. "Probably flip you over my knee and tan your hide."
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"You and what security team?" Tom laughed then gave him a kiss.
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Strong arms reached around him as Chakotay picked up the padd. "So you're not into spanking; let me make a note of that."
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"I never said I wasn't into it, just that I wouldn't make it easy for you--hey, what are you doing? Is that one of Harry's padds?" He peered over Chakotay's shoulder curiously.
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"One of Harry's? How do you figure?" Chakotay asked.
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Shrugging, Tom replied, "All those padds I brought home belong to Harry. I guessed you grabbed one off the couch out of curiosity."
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Brown eyes regarded him thoughtfully. "Why did he give them to you?"
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Tom smiled widely. "He didn't want the Delaney sisters to see them. I told you they were there in his quarters, right?"
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"Right. So what?"
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Tom lowered his voice and purred, "Did I tell you that they were stark naked and lounging on the living room floor waiting for their Master to arrive?"
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"No, you didn't. What else did you forget to tell me?" Chakotay grinned.
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"Well, Harry has been reading those padds religiously the last couple of days, and he's either a really quick study, or he's a natural. Without batting an eye he ordered them both to bed. I'll admit I was impressed."
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"So that's what you meant earlier when you said you had an interesting time."
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Tom sighed and slumped down on the bed. "That's not all that happened today. My lunch with Neelix nearly made me explode. Talk about an exercise in frustration! Trying to explain to him how not to step on the Captain's toes while he asked a million questions just about drove me nuts."
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Chakotay gave him a few pats. "Is that why you seemed stressed out at dinner?"
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"Yeah. Between Neelix and Harry, not to mention Seven, my brain got overloaded."
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"What about Seven?"
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"She got laid just like she wanted."
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"Did she? How do you know that?" Chakotay inquired suspiciously.
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"She told me this morning in the mess hall. You were there. Remember when she said my advice worked?"
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"Yes. I've been wondering what that was all about."
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Tom let out a deep breath. "Well, she wanted advice and I gave her some and it worked."
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Chakotay began to grin a little again. "Okay. Who's the lucky guy?"
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Seeing Chakotay's frank interest, Tom wondered if he always enjoyed good gossip this much. "It was the Doctor. You can't tell anyone I told you. Promise?"
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With an amused expression on his face, Chakotay replied seriously, "I promise not to tell a living soul."
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Tom saw Chakotay look at the padd again. "What is so damned fascinating about that padd? Is it the one I gave you?"
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"Mm hmm. You won't believe some of the questions on here. Where did you get it?"
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"Neelix gave it to me. He said it was an application. Just what sort of answers are we supposed to provide?"
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Stuffing a pillow behind his back, Chakotay got comfortable and said, "It all depends on which part you're looking at. For example, the second section details the methods of payment available for services rendered."
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"That's not a big surprise. Of course they'd want to know if we're solvent."
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"It's not just that--you can opt to pay with rations or barter something or you can pay in like kind. 'Taking it out in trade' I believe is the technical term for it."
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"No shit?" Tom was more than surprised and his curiosity swelled to epic proportions. "What else is on that thing?"
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Chakotay aimed a chuckle at him and replied smugly, "Let's go back to the beginning and see, shall we?"
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Tom snorted, "Oh yes, let's." He shifted his position and settled sideways to Chakotay, sitting cross-legged on the bed with a pillow in his lap to rest his arms upon.
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Clearing his throat portentously, Chakotay began, "The first part asks a lot of questions about the reasons why we are seeking these services, what the nature of our relationship is, and what we hope to get out of the experience they offer."
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"You have got to be joking!" Tom said incredulously.
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"No, I'm not. See for yourself." Chakotay handed him the padd and waited.
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Tom scanned the information and shook his head. "This application is interactive. There must be tons of questions that don't apply to us. I mean, we're not a mixed couple or a multiple. We aren't looking to find a partner or join a mate-swapping group or participate in the weekly orgy." He turned toward Chakotay and deadpanned, "Or are we?"
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"Are we what?"
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"Wanting to swap or jump into the orgy scene."
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"No. We are not," Chakotay stated emphatically as he grabbed the padd out of Tom's hand and moved to a subsection of part one. "It asks the purpose of our intended 'experience'. What do you want to admit to? I already chose same-sex male couple, monogamous, so I'll leave it up to you to decide whether we have short attention spans and are already bored with each other or if we are doing this as a gift for some reason."
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Reaching out, Tom clasped Chakotay's hand in his own and said, "I vote for the gift. There was no way I could lie to Neelix at lunch so I told him that we weren't having problems. I know! Let's make it an anniversary celebration--after all, we've been together for almost a whole week now."
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Almost a week? Chakotay was stunned by the realization that they had come together only that recently. It just seemed so natural and felt so right to be with Tom that the passage of time held little meaning.
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Tom stared back worried with his silence and he hastened to reply, "I think that's a good idea." Adding a smile for reassurance, he continued, "How should we pay for this?"
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"Rations."
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"Of course." He smiled at Tom again and leaned over for a kiss. "The final part gets a little personal and we have the option of filling it out separately or together."
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Tom squirmed a bit and asked, "How personal?"
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Chakotay fidgeted in return and replied, "Very personal. It asks about sexual preferences and fantasies."
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Grinning with relief, Tom said, "Is that all?"
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He stared at Tom meaningfully and intoned, "Let me tell you that the section begins with a disclaimer regarding any wrong-doing due to the management's interpretation of the answers we provide. Also, they state that when it comes to having sex with non-sentient beings, they do not cater to those tastes. Furthermore, everyone who fills out this section is categorically assumed to have given their consent to receive the 'experience' that is ultimately given to them." Chakotay watched Tom's expression change as he took in all the caveats.
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He saw uncertainty and even a tiny bit of fear cross his lover's face. Setting the padd aside he said, "Tom, we don't have to do this together or even at all if it bothers you that much. If you do want to go through with it, you can answer all the questions in this part yourself and can surprise me with whatever 'experience' is dreamed up for us."
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"You'd let me do that even though this is an official investigation?" Tom asked warily.
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"Yes."
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"Why?"
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"Because I trust your judgement. Besides, it's not as if we suspect a mutiny in the making. And this is something I think you can play out much better than I can."
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Tom looked both confused and relieved. A moment later he said, "All right. I've made my decision."
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"And that is?" Chakotay asked seriously.
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"We will fill out the rest of the application together."
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"You're sure?"
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"Yeah, I'm sure. Only one thing...let's do it tomorrow. Right now I think I owe you a blowjob or something." Tom reached for Chakotay and landed a soft kiss on his lips.
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When Tom's hand strayed south, he stopped it and replied, "You don't owe me anything. Tonight was for you."
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"But--"
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"No buts." Chakotay scooched down and tugged Tom along with him. He pulled up the covers, called for lights out and continued, "Let's get some sleep. If we wake up early enough, we can snoop through the padds that Dalby gave Harry and maybe, just maybe, I'll tell you my theory about the cause behind the mysterious replicator activity. Deal?" He brought Tom into his arms and kissed him.
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Long moments later, he received a sleepy murmur in reply, "Deal...."

END OF PART 13

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