Susurrations, Part 14


By Britta

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Tom woke up with a tongue in his ass. Strong hands held him wide open while a heavy body pinned his legs down and apart. He didn't want to move but he had to in order to breathe. Lifting his head a little, he gulped in a deep breath and shoved his pillow aside. Able to inhale more freely now that it was gone, he tried to relax and let what was happening happen. God, it felt good. Chakotay must have sensed him moving around in the darkness because the tongue slowed down until he lay limp and accepting once more. Then the action picked up again and a hand moved up to grab his discarded pillow.
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He wasn't surprised to feel it wedged beneath his hips, but what did surprise him was that the hand crept around and grasped his cock making sure it was comfortably placed on the pillow with the maximum potential for self-stimulation should he decide to move.
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Then the hand went back to join its mate and his ass cheeks were spread even more widely, if that was possible. He gripped the edge of the mattress and held on. It was all he could do with the amount of stimulation he was getting and no clear idea of what was to occur next.
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Hot breath teased him and the tongue moved where it wished, sometimes in and sometimes not; licking the soft skin slightly below and working the insides of his cheeks, driving him insane with wanting more. Teeth and wetted lips came into play as the mouth from heaven moved to feast on his balls.
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Oh god, he couldn't take much more, he had to move. As he tried to raise his hips, small nips stayed him. The hands left his heated skin while the teeth still nibbled. He had the feeling that it would be dangerous to even so much as twitch.
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A moment later, he felt fingertips pressing and feeling him as if he was a page on a blind man's old-fashioned silent novel. He whimpered and ground his now fully erect cock against the pillow. Then the tongue began to taunt him again. He lay still once more and waited, knowing that something else would happen soon enough.
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His anticipation was rewarded when the mouth returned to suck his balls, and, as his cheeks were stroked yet again and parted, two slick thumbs slid into him side by side opening him even more widely, but this time from the inside out. He didn't even think of moving except to try and spread his legs more. Chakotay must have gotten the message because he removed his weight and kneeled between Tom's thighs.
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Neither of them said a word. Chakotay kept his thumbs in place, fingers squeezing the outer edges of Tom's ass while he moved his knees to part Tom's legs to the utmost.
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Tom felt a light kiss land on the small of his back and gave up any shred of resistance he might have had left. He lay there and waited for Chakotay to do with him as he wished. The thumbs never stopped rubbing and stretching him and he was grateful for all the preparations he was receiving. He closed his eyes and let out a deep breath.
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That seemed to be the signal Chakotay was waiting for because as soon as he did that, the thumbs were replaced by a large, hard cock entering him purposefully. Lips dragged over his shoulders and a hand snaked around his waist, dipping lower to fondle his erection. Another hand reached under his chest and settled next to his heart as if it wanted to measure or count his heartbeats.
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He couldn't keep quiet any longer with all this stimulation going on and whispered, "Chakotay?"
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"Shhhh. I'm not hurting you, am I?"
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"No."
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"Then hush."
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Not knowing or caring what else he could do at this point, Tom did as he was told. Chakotay moved within him, silent except for the rapid breaths that filled Tom's ear.
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The hand under his chest moved upward and touched his face briefly while Tom struggled to lift his hips. He could feel the weight on his back being redistributed and move off enough for him to take more pleasure in the fingers that stroked his cock. Soft lips tried to find his mouth and he turned his head as far as he could to meet them halfway.
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He was almost but not quite successful, and the lips he wanted to touch so badly with his own meandered across his cheek and down his jaw. Surrendering to all the other sensations he felt, Tom concentrated on the fact that Chakotay was filling him; rubbing that super-sensitive place inside him over and over. The grip on his cock tightened and, accompanied by several deep thrusts, brought him to an orgasm so intense he thought he'd be lucky if he could remain conscious for the next five minutes.
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As it turned out, he couldn't.

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After resting on and inside Tom for several minutes, Chakotay could tell exactly when his lover fell back to sleep. He resisted the impulse to stay where he was and cuddle lest he wake Tom again. Invigorated by this little interlude, he slid out of and off Tom then eased his way out of bed.
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He made sure that the covers were tucked in securely around the body that housed the soul he was beginning to become addicted to, and quietly moved into the bathroom. A hot shower added to his wakefulness and he pondered what to do until it was time for breakfast.
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There were many possibilities, he decided, as he dried himself and put on his robe. He doused the lights and sneaked through the bedroom intent on letting Tom sleep. Once he reached the living area, making sure the door to the bedroom was closed, he called up the lights and went to get a cup of tea.
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As he stood next to the replicator he realized he'd left the padd with the application on the nightstand next to his side of the bed. Shit. Now what? If he went into the bedroom again, he chanced waking Tom.
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His tea was ready and as he sat down to sip it, his eyes strayed to the untidy heap of padds on his sofa. Hmm, those padds could be interesting. He wondered if Dalby had given Kim the full-blown course in Masterdom or not.
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Smiling to himself, he decided to find out. He took his tea and arranged himself on the couch with every padd within easy reach. After a quick check on the time, he propped his feet up and settled in for a nice, long reading session.

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Low chuckling noises brought Tom out of the dream state and made him wonder where he was and why he was all alone. He started to stretch but found his groin glued to a pillow. That, coupled with another pillow, smelling of Chakotay, which he was mashing his face into served to make him realize why his back hurt.
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To add insult to injury, his ass throbbed wildly and he wondered vaguely if Chakotay had left his dick inside him, somehow forgetting to remove it when he had finished fucking him into chaos again. Eventually, his thoughts became less dream-logical and more waking-limited, then Tom yawned and rearranged himself until he felt better.
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Moments passed as he recalled every single thing Chakotay had done to him. He shifted his position again and tried to get more comfortable.
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The chuckling noises from the other room grew slightly louder. Tom listened and began to smile. Chakotay laughing, whether softly or loud enough to wake a Borg drone was a wonderful sound. It reminded him of their joint reconnaissance mission to see the symphony-goers, and his spirits rose enough for him to garner the energy to get out of bed and into the shower.
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His curiosity was piqued and once clean, he determined to go find out what Chakotay thought was so damned amusing. As he dried himself, he also decided that Chakotay would be stuck with changing the sheets all by himself. After being attached to a pillowcase in an unnatural fashion, he wasn't about to lift a finger to help him out--in that regard anyway.
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Not having a robe of his own to wear here in Chakotay's quarters, Tom ripped a blanket off the bed and wrapped himself up in it trying to emulate the toga style of millennia ago. Satisfied that he wouldn't freeze to death out in the living room, he smoothed his damp hair into place and wandered out to join his lover.
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He spied Chakotay sitting on the sofa and grinning maniacally at the padd he held. Tom approached silently and stood before him waiting to be acknowledged.
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A moment later, Chakotay looked up at him and said, "Orange isn't the best color on you."
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Tom grimaced and replied, "It's not like I had much to choose from. Move those padds and let me sit next to you."
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Chakotay gathered the padds up and set them on the end table then patted the couch beside him. Tom sank down next to him and yawned. "You're up awfully early, Chakotay."
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"We went to bed early, remember?"
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Another yawn later, Tom leaned over for a kiss, smiled and said, "Oh yeah, I remember. I also remember what we discussed last night. Where is that padd anyway? I want to know which questions made you laugh loud enough to wake me up."
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Not looking the least bit repentant, Chakotay answered, "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." He stroked Tom's one bare shoulder and continued, "That particular padd is still in the bedroom."
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"Then what were you reading out here?" Tom inquired curiously.
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"On your knees, boy, and don't you dare question me without permission," Chakotay mock growled.
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The light dawned and Tom laughed. "Harry's Dom handbook? Must be pretty good stuff, huh?" He laughed again as Chakotay pulled him close for a hug. "Did you learn anything new?" he asked teasingly.
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Chakotay just gripped Tom's chin in his hand and kissed him, then asked in a low voice, "What makes you think I don't know everything already?"
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Tom snorted, "Yeah, right. Somehow I just can't picture you dressed in leather and wielding a cat o' nine tails." He shifted around as Chakotay worked a hand in between the folds of the blanket.
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Suddenly, cool fingers wrapped around Tom's balls and Chakotay murmured, "Who needs all those toys when the real games are played up here?" The other set of brown fingers tapped Tom on the forehead and Chakotay kissed him again.
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Feeling a little out of his depth after what they'd done earlier, Tom didn't want to think about whether Chakotay was serious or not. Instead, he checked the time and found it was nearly 0630. He squirmed out of his lover's embrace and said, "Let's go get breakfast."

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Amused by Tom's reactions, Chakotay gave him a gentle pat and replied, "Sounds good to me. We can tackle the application later."
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They rose and went into the bedroom. As they dressed, Chakotay noticed the state of his bed and remarked, "It looks like a bomb went off in here. I suppose I'd better spend some time doing domestic duty after shift."
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Tom just gave him an innocent look and said nothing. Still, he had the feeling that Tom was laughing at him silently. Perhaps it was time to spend another night in Tom's quarters. With that thought bouncing around in his mind along with a few others, he pulled Tom toward the door, kissed him, then steered them both in the direction of the mess hall.
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He had definite plans for answering the remainder of the questions on that application. Now all he had to do was square things with the Captain, and then maybe they'd get this all cleared up in a day or two, depending on how long it took Neelix to get back to Tom.
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As they studied the options for breakfast, Chakotay inquired, "Aren't you scheduled to spend this morning in Sickbay?"
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Tom nodded and picked up a piece of fruit, then sniffed it cautiously. "Yeah. Why?"
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Chakotay went straight for the muffins and what was supposed to be something like crab-applesauce. The cereal dish was moving and he gave it a wide berth before replying, "No real reason. But I may need your assistance this afternoon so be prepared. Okay?"
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"Okay...uh, Chakotay, would you mind if I had breakfast with Harry?"
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Looking around the room, he spotted the Ensign frantically waving in their direction. "No, I don't mind. I need to speak to the Captain and this is as good a time as any." He smiled at Tom who smiled back.
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They moved away from the serving counter, and, snatching a last, quick kiss, went their separate ways. Chakotay watched the expression on Tom's face change from relaxed to one of determined fortitude as he placed his tray on the table and sat down next to Kim.
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Chakotay schooled his own expression to reflect pure professionalism as he approached the Captain. If he was going to solve this mystery soon he needed a few discretionary powers that only she could provide.

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Tom managed to make it through breakfast without yawning once. He'd been surprised to see Harry here this early and looking so energetic after what he imagined was a very strenuous night for his buddy. He listened to Harry's worries while he ate and finally ended up saying, "I'm sure you'll work it out, Harry. If you want, we can talk some more later, but right now I have to go to Sickbay."
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"Sure. Thanks, Tom. I'll let you know how it goes." Harry shot him a grateful glance.
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"You do that." Tom smiled reassuringly and left his best pal to figure out how not to play favorites between his girlfriends.
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As he dumped his tray, he pondered the differences between Harry's concerns and his own. Harry worried that perhaps, even unconsciously, he might favor one twin over the other. That was a concept that had never occurred to Tom. When he thought of the Delaney sisters, all he could picture was an embarrassment of riches.
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He walked slowly toward Sickbay and checked the time. It seemed he was going to be early by almost thirty minutes. Deciding it would be bad form, and perhaps even tarnish his reputation in the punctuality area if he were to show up then, he stopped off in a little-used observation lounge and waited.
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His mind wandered over recent events and he wondered about Chakotay. The man kept surprising him, especially sexually. Was he a closet Dom? Tom thought that if the worst came to pass, he'd find himself in a straight- jacket of a relationship--and he did not want that to happen. Not at all. There was a lot he would put up with, but being ordered around all the time was something he couldn't take. Not after the way he'd grown up.
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Still and all, that Chakotay had offered to let him go it alone onto the next stage of what had become 'their investigation' said a lot. He had to wonder where Chakotay would draw the line. Maybe he could use the rest of the application--the personal sex-questionnaire section--to find out just how much Chakotay really liked certain things.
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Before he could continue that train of thought, his badge chirped. "Sickbay to Lieutenant Paris."
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"Paris here."
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"Are you planning on arriving here any time in the near future?" the Doctor asked cheerfully.
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Puzzled by the Doctor's jovial tone of voice, Tom opted to play it safe and stated neutrally, "I'm on my way. Paris out." He then hustled down the corridor and made it to Sickbay as quickly as he could wondering what kind of reception he'd get once he showed up.

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Captain Janeway had listened to him as he described his theory and his plan of action. He'd outlined exactly what he wanted to do and explained why he wanted to do it the way he did.
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After breakfast, where all she did was stare at him, she moved their discussion to her Ready Room, away from prying eyes and ears, and one insecure Talaxian. At that point and in the relatively safe confines of her private domain, she turned to Chakotay and said, "Are you sure you don't want unlimited rations of every kind just so you and Tom can go and play?"
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Chakotay just grinned at her and replied, "What do you think?"
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"I think you and I are going to have a long talk when this is all over." She smiled and took another sip of her ever-present coffee.
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He nodded and said, "Whatever you want, Kathryn. Just give me the authorization to get what's necessary to solve the mystery and I promise to share the spoils with you and Neelix."
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She peered at him somewhat suspiciously, but entered new access codes into the main computer anyway. "I'm going to hold you to that, Chakotay. I will expect a full report in less than 48 hours. Understood?"
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Chakotay's eyes twinkled at her as he answered, "Yes, ma'am."

END OF PART 14

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