Undaunted, Conclusion


By Britta

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Neelix held the somewhat fragile human, Paris, in his arms and wondered why B'Elanna, his own personal goddess, would ever have had the urge to be with such a delicate creature as Tom.
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What she needed was a real man.
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Luckily for her, she had discovered him.
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Neelix recalled the night when she had ordered banana pancakes and his mind slipped back to when they'd finally had the discussion, weeks later, about why she hadn't eaten them. That little talk had let them both see how much they had in common. So many of their kin, or what they considered kin, were dead. It was the start of something very special.
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He sighed and thought about her. She was the first woman who could match his beloved Kes in the passion department. Unconsciously, he squeezed the body in his arms, producing a squeak from Tom. Uh, oh. He let go fast, afraid he might have harmed the man.
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Tom stood there wondering if his ribs were intact and took a slow, deep breath. OK. Nothing broken. He could leave now. It would be fine. He just wanted to be alone, somewhere safe, that's all.
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Neelix patted him gently and sent him on his way trusting that Tom would keep his and B'Elanna's love affair a secret. As he watched Tom walk carefully out the door, he thought again at how poorly mismatched they had been. Both Tom and B'Ela needed someone to take care of them. How could they ever have thought they could take care of each other?
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Shaking his head at the foolhardiness of some people, he picked up his dusting unit and rejoiced that his strong, beautiful, brow-ridged woman would be off duty soon. Tonight, he vowed to himself, she would see how much his accent had improved.
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Tom staggered down the corridor in shock and not a little pain. If his ribs were not broken, they were surely bruised. Shit. This is not what he'd had in mind for today.
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Gods. Harry and Neelix had both laid heavy burdens on him, in a way. He didn't know where Chakotay was but decided he needed some time to himself before finding out. But first of all, he had to get to Sickbay. No way was he spending their equivalent of Saturday night feeling like this.
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Chakotay finished his meditation relatively quickly, considering he had so much to deal with. The last few days had been intense, to say the least. However, it appeared that his spirit guide had no problem with the recent events in his life. She let him know that she was smiling.
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Feeling heartened and content that things were progressing as they should, he decided to find out where Tom was in case they could get together earlier than they'd planned.
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He put away his medicine bundle and washed his face and hands then asked the computer for Tom's location.
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To his dismay, he was informed that Tom was in Sickbay.
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Tom arrived in Sickbay and found the Doctor already activated.
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The Doctor turned to look at him and immediately noticed his discomfort. "What happened to you? I spoke with the Commander a short while ago and he informed me that you were fine."
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"That was then, this is now," Tom gasped. "I haven't seen Chakotay in a little while. He doesn't know about this."
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The Doctor scanned Tom and harrumphed at least three times. "What caused this? I need to know. Not only are your lower ribs bruised but so is one of your kidneys."
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Tom managed to get himself up onto a biobed and replied, "I was hugged."
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"Not by Lt. Torres again?"
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"No. By Neelix."
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The Doctor gave him an incredulous glance and then fetched a pain-killer.
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"Doc, it's not what you think. I am *not* running around with Neelix behind Chakotay's back." Tom relaxed on the biobed as the Doctor shot him full of something that made him feel much better.
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"I should hope not. The Commander cares a great deal about you."
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"He does?" Tom looked at the Doctor with a puzzled expression.
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"Yes. He came to see me earlier and requested that I move my latest educational display to another location because it upset you." The Doctor began the deep tissue and bone regeneration.
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Tom looked around and saw that the fork and the rest of the display were gone. Chakotay had done that for him? He was amazed. He was so lost in his thoughts that it hardly registered what the Doctor was saying.
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"Mr. Paris, I must tell you that I know the truth about the contents of your bedside drawer." The Doctor moved his sight sensors to Tom's face and sighed. "Lieutenant! Did you hear me?"
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"Huh? What?" Tom murmured. He was concentrating on how big of a kiss he'd lay on Chakotay for doing that for him.
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"I said, I know the truth about the contents of your bedside drawer. Doesn't that bother you in the slightest?" The Doctor frowned as he turned off the regenerator and applied a light stimulant to Tom's neck.
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Shaking his head, the words of the physician crystallized in his mind and Tom replied, "I don't care if you know. The question is, what are you going to do about it?" Tom sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He stared at the Doctor and waited.
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The Doctor scanned Tom and pronounced him fit enough to leave then said, "I'm not going to do anything but I hope you will tell the truth to any interested parties."
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Tom met his gaze and said, "How did you find out?"
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The Doctor appeared slightly embarrassed and admitted, "I scanned the contents of the drawer while you were in your bathroom on the night when you received the blow to your head from the statuette."
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"Oh. Did you tell Chakotay?" Tom looked worried.
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The Doctor seemed a bit agitated as he picked up his instruments and put them away. "I mentioned something to him at the time but I trust you will make matters completely clear to him now?"
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Tom sighed heavily, yet another thing to tell Chakotay. Would the man put up with his confession or just tell him to get lost? Tom said resignedly, "Yeah. I'll tell him everything."
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Just then, the doors slid open and Chakotay entered the room. He saw Tom sitting on the edge of a biobed and walked toward him. "Are you all right? What happened?"
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Tom slid off the biobed and moved into Chakotay's arms, giving him a hug for reassurance. "I'm fine. The Doc fixed me up. As for what happened, I'll explain everything but not here."
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Chakotay held him at arms' length and looked him over carefully. Then he glanced at the Doctor who nodded back. "OK. Where do you want to go?"
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Tom checked the time and replied, "Would you mind if we had an early dinner? I'd kind of like to avoid the crowd."
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Chakotay wondered at Tom's tone of voice but just said, "No problem. Let's go eat." He held out his hand and Tom took it.
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Neelix had just set out the evening meal and was a little surprised to see Tom and Chakotay as his first diners of the night. He noticed they both looked a little subdued. What he couldn't know was that Tom had a lot on his mind and the Commander was concerned about his lover. Ah well, he thought, the road to true love was filled with potholes and bumps.
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Whistling, he hustled around his kitchen while the men grabbed trays and proceeded to investigate his gourmet offerings.
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Chakotay nudged Tom and pointed to something purple. "Do you recognize that?"
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"No. Do you?"
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"No."
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"Feel brave tonight?" Tom asked as he speared a portion of the wobbly substance and fought it onto his plate.
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"Not as brave as you. I'll skip it." Chakotay moved on to another large dish of something and checked the legend sign at the bottom to see if it was animal, vegetable or mineral.
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Eventually, they both had plates with enough food to sustain them and sat at a small table far away from the food bar.
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They ate in silence, Chakotay watching Tom nervously. His lover hadn't smiled once since they'd left Sickbay and he worried that things had taken a turn for the worse. What could be making him unhappy? If Harry had upset or hurt Tom, he vowed to teach the Ensign a lesson he'd *never* forget.
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Tom shoveled the food, such as it was, into his mouth and tried to get his thoughts in order. First Harry's then Neelix's and finally the Doc's revelations. All three had some impact on him. How did he feel about they'd said?
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Then again, how would Chakotay feel? Would he be angry or hurt? He guessed part of this would be the acid test. Would the man still want to be with him, warts and all? When he was through spilling the beans, he guessed he'd find out. They couldn't talk here, even though the silence was getting to him.
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"So, Cha, what did you do this afternoon?" Tom mumbled around a mouthful of something.
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Surprised to hear Tom speak, Chakotay answered, "I dropped by Sickbay, then my office, checked with the Captain and meditated for a time. It didn't take as long as I thought it would, which is why I found you when I did. I wanted to see if we could spend some more time together and I asked the computer where you were."
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Tom swallowed and replied, "I wanted to spend more time with you, too."
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Chakotay smiled but said nothing. Tom would talk when he was ready to and not before. If there was anything he'd learned about the man over the years, it was that it didn't pay to pressure him for information. He could be one tight-lipped, close-mouthed SOB if he wanted.
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Finishing the last of his meal, Tom pushed aside his tray and downed all his remaining water. He was glad Chakotay hadn't given him the third degree. He waited a few moments until the older man had stopped eating then said, "I need to talk to you about a few things."
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Chakotay wiped his lips with his napkin and replied, "I gathered as much. Where do you want to do it?"
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Tom gazed at Chakotay and thought about it. A moment later, he suggested, "How about our observation lounge? That OK with you?"
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"It's fine. Let's go."
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Once in the confines of their special place, Chakotay pulled Tom into his arms and landed a soft kiss on his lips.
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Tom sighed. Gods, how he loved this: being held and kissed and feeling cared for. He didn't ever want it to end. He relaxed into Chakotay's gentle embrace and laid his head on the man's shoulder.
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Chakotay felt some of the tension leave Tom as he rubbed his back. Whatever was bothering his lover was bothering him, too. He prayed that it wouldn't be an insurmountable problem. He kissed Tom's neck and hugged him fiercely.
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He ran his fingers through Tom's hair and inquired, "What's on your mind?" He held his lover as securely as he could and waited patiently for an answer.
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Tom felt the strength of Chakotay surround him and decided to trust it. He lifted his head just enough to whisper in his lover's ear, "I have good news, bad news and interesting news. Which would you like to hear first?"
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Chakotay kissed Tom again and said, "Why don't we sit down and you can tell it from the top? I'd like to know what you've gone through in the last couple of hours so I can understand what's upset you so much. Perhaps doing it in order will help."
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Tom shifted in his lover's arms and kissed his cheek. "OK." He allowed Chakotay to pull him down onto the love seat beside him and snuggled as close as he could.
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Chakotay turned Tom to sit sideways with his legs over his lap and his arms holding him tightly. "Talk to me. Start with your visit to Harry."
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Tom sighed, "You want the long version or the short one?"
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"Start with the short one. If I have any questions, I'll ask. OK?"
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"OK." Tom grabbed a quick kiss for luck then plunged in. "Well, first of all, Harry thought you were too old for me then you blew him out of the water by wearing your itsy bitsy swimsuit. Now, he's lusting after your body and I told him I'd find him a boyfriend." Tom watched carefully for any sign of distress but found none.
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Chakotay's eyes opened as widely as they ever had but Tom hushed him with a single glance and continued, "Then I was missing you this afternoon and went to go check out the vids in the museum when I ran into Neelix." Tom paused and stroked Chakotay's cheek.
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Chakotay remained silent and Tom kissed him again.
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"I asked him where all the dildos went and he told me. You're not going to believe this but Neelix took them." At Chakotay's incredulous stare, Tom finally smiled.
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He kissed Chakotay again, this time letting his tongue get into the action. After a moment, he broke the kiss and took a deep breath.
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Chakotay slid one hand under Tom's butt then said, "Oh, you can't stop now...I have to know what Neelix is doing with them." He nuzzled Tom's nose.
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"Brace yourself.... He's letting B'Elanna throw them at him." Tom pulled away far enough to see the look on Chakotay's face when the meaning set in. What he didn't expect was the merciless squeeze to his ass and the howling laughter of his CO which almost deafened him.
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Shaking and gripping Tom like a lifeline, Chakotay continued to roar.
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After several minutes of intense, breath-stealing mirth, he finally calmed somewhat and wiping the tears from his eyes, he let up on the death grip he had on Tom's butt and said as calmly as he could, "Do go on. I can't wait to hear the rest of your story." It appeared that Tom had a much more interesting afternoon than he did.
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Tom peered at his lover cautiously, then remarked, "You know, I think you just bruised my ass."
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Chakotay smiled at him, dimples out in full force. "Don't worry. I'll kiss it again. Now tell me the rest."
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Tom squirmed a bit and went on. "OK. So I gave Neelix a hug for luck and he nearly broke my ribs. That's why I was in Sickbay."
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Chakotay said, "All right. That explains that." He had to wonder if Tom was upset by the fact that Neelix was seeing his old girlfriend.
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Feeling heartened that so far Chakotay hadn't had any negative reactions especially about what Harry had thought, Tom began to hope that the next little bit of news would go over as well. He took a deep breath and hugged his lover tightly. "There is also one more little thing I need to tell you."
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As Tom played with his hair, Chakotay could sense the man's nervousness increase. He wondered what could beat the news that Harry found him attractive after thinking he was too old and Neelix was now screwing B'Elanna. He kissed Tom a couple of times and smiled at him. "So there's more?"
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"Uh, yeah. It's kind of embarrassing but the Doc told me I should come clean and tell you about what's in my bedside drawer." Tom's color began to deepen.
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Chakotay chuckled and replied, "You mean about the illegal substances you have in there? The Doctor told me about those. But I don't know yet which ones they are. Care to enlighten me?" His voice got lost somewhere near Tom's ear.
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Feeling Chakotay's tongue just brush his ear lobe, Tom tried hard to keep his mind on what he was trying to say. "Um, I have some stuff labeled 'Risan Lust Dust', 'Deltan Pheromones' and 'Andorian Sense Extenders'."
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Chakotay pulled back, eyes wide and said, "Are you serious? Where the hell did you get them?"
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Tom turned an even more interesting shade of red and mumbled, "I didn't. I made them."
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"What?"
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"They're fake; every last one of them." Tom admitted this and waited stoically for Chakotay to push him onto the floor and walk out leaving his dishonest self behind.
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Chakotay just stared at Tom for a few moments. He finally whispered, "Why?"
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Tom answered softly, "Ever heard of the placebo effect? You can get people to lower their inhibitions and that way, they have something to blame it on."
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Chakotay still stared at Tom, disbelief and grudging amusement warring within. "Why would you need to do that?" he said evenly.
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Tom sighed and looked down. "Let's just say some of my dates needed a little assistance in the sexual motivation department. I'll say one thing in my own defense: no one ever complained."
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Taking Tom's chin in his hand, Chakotay raised his head to look him in the eye and replied, "So that's how you got your super-stud reputation. I will admit that the rumors of how much fun you were in bed fired up my imagination a lot."
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"So you aren't mad? You're not going to dump me because I was a sleazy low-life who just wanted to get laid?"
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Chakotay smiled gently and kissed him. "Tom, you just said you never had anyone complain. So why should I?"
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Tom shrugged and began to relax a bit.
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Returning to the subject, Chakotay asked, "What else is in that drawer of yours?"
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"Oh, you know, the usual.... Vibrators, edible lube & body paint, a few feathers, anal beads, a little bondage equipment and some other toys." Tom rattled off this list as if it were nothing more exciting than power utilization statistics.
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Chakotay's eyebrows rose then he said, "Well, I guess I know what to do when you get bored with me." Inwardly, he was reeling. He swore to himself that one of these days he would make a full inventory of that drawer just for his own information.
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"Bored with you?" Tom was shocked.
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"Yeah. After all...I'm old." Chakotay's eyes held a suspicious twinkle that Tom couldn't fail to see.
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"Like hell you are!" Tom grinned and kissed his lover with all his heart. Inside, he was so relieved that things had worked out well.
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Chakotay smiled into their kiss and was happy that Tom had regained his good mood. They had a whole evening to look forward to and he wanted to enjoy every minute of it.
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Just then, his badge chirped. "Janeway to Chakotay," the Captain rapped out.
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Damn! The Commander unlocked his lips from Tom's and replied wearily, "Chakotay here."
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"Commander, I need to see you in my office, immediately."
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"Yes, ma'am. I'm on my way. Chakotay out." He sighed and rested his head against Tom's for a second. "I'm sorry but I have to go."
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Tom kissed him. "I know. I'll go hang out at Sandrine's and wait for you to join me. If it looks like it's going to take a long time, com me."
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"OK."
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The men stood up and indulged in one last hug. Then they left the lounge and reluctantly went their separate ways.
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Tom walked into Sandrine's trying to enjoy the feeling of contentedness that had surrounded him once he realized that Chakotay had accepted his actions for what they were and not as some depraved manipulations on his part. However, he was horny and frustrated as hell due to their heavy smooching right before the Captain called.
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Damn her! Why couldn't she just get laid and leave them alone!
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He approached the bar and Sandrine took one look at him, then wordlessly brought him a scotch. He turned on the bar stool and sipped his drink. Looking over the crowd present, his cock deflated even more and he began to ponder who might be a good lover for Harry.
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Chakotay entered the Captain's office warily. It was a good thing he did as she was in the throes of a monumental temper tantrum.
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She waved him into a chair and then began her tirade all over again. The problem was he didn't have the faintest idea what she was talking about.
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Must be the hormones speaking, he thought.
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She ranted about everything and nothing in particular. He ignored her words completely and concentrated on her body language.
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Janeway paced around the room, arms waving, her face getting redder by the second. Still, she didn't stop. The emotional storm built rave by rave until she broke into a sweat and a few of her words sunk into his brain. "Tuvok...engines...staff efficiency reports...leola root stew!"
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All Chakotay could do was nod. There was no stopping her now. He wondered if this was a reaction to the medication the Doctor had put her on.
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Suddenly, she stopped and stood stock still, a huge shiver overtaking her body. She wrapped her arms around herself and looked out the viewport.
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Chakotay watched as her color went from bright red to very pale. Then he noticed it looked like she was wearing a steel-tipped bra. She started to shake and he rose and put his arms around her. She was freezing.
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Janeway, the Captain, promptly burst into tears. "I *hate* this!"
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Commander Chakotay, going above and beyond his duty as the First Officer of the star ship, Voyager, comforted his Captain while contemplating her problem and wished like hell he could find a solution that didn't involve him.
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He sighed, she cried and they both felt miserable.
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Tom checked out the male talent with a critical eye. It had been a long time since he'd done this.
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Doing it again was beginning to disturb him but he pressed on. It was for his best friend's sake, after all.
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His gaze moved quickly from crotch to crotch to face and back again, cataloguing assets and...deficits accordingly. He soon came to a couple of conclusions and wished Chakotay was with him so they could exchange ideas.
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Actually, he just wanted Chakotay to be with him. Screw Harry. He wanted to get laid and he was becoming a little pissed off that his lover was elsewhere.
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Damn it all! It just wasn't fair!
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He slugged down another gulp of scotch and stared at the doors to the bar. Within seconds, Chakotay pushed them open and strode inside, making a beeline for Tom.
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Tom sat on his bar stool, elbows resting behind him on the bar, legs splayed wide and noticed that Chakotay was wearing different clothing than he had on earlier. He frowned, his jealously kicking into high gear. What the fuck did this mean?
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Chakotay approached quickly but slowed his pace fractionally as he saw the forbidding expression on Tom's face. What was eating him now? He stopped in front of Tom and stood between his legs, then leaned in for a kiss. Ugh, scotch. He wasn't expecting that.
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Tom reached out with one hand and tugged on Chakotay's shirt. "Why did you change clothes?" Suspicion was evident in his voice.
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"I had to."
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"Why? What did the Captain do to you?" Tom asked sharply.
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Chakotay grinned at Tom's jealousy. "She sniveled on me."
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"Why'd she have to pick you?"
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"Would you rather have had her cry all over Tuvok?"
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Tom nodded decisively. "Yes. Why couldn't she?"
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"He has the bridge."
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"Oh. So what happened then? I mean, after she cried."
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"Nothing. She calmed down and I left." Chakotay gave Tom a hug and went on, "I met up with the Delaney sisters on the way to my quarters and got an idea."
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Tom's wariness came back full force. "What idea was that?" he snapped.
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Chakotay kissed Tom again and whispered, "I recalled our time in the turbolift with them and sent them on a mission of mercy to go cheer up the Captain."
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Tom's eyes grew huge. "No shit?"
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Chakotay shook his head. "No shit. Maybe now she'll be too preoccupied to interrupt us again tonight."
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"I sure hope so. I've been wanting to go someplace private and do the wild thing with you."
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"Sounds like a good idea to me. Let's go."
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Tom hopped off the bar stool and put his arm around Chakotay.
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On their way out the door, Chakotay paused and inquired, "So have you decided who Harry should go out with yet?"
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"Not really. I kind of think it ought to be the guy aboard ship with the smallest dick who gives good head and does other guys."
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"Oh, that would be Dalby," Chakotay remarked with a grin.
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Tom looked over at his lover and smiled. "I guess it's settled then. Now can we go home and fuck?"
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Chakotay kissed him hard for an answer.
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They entered the First Officer's cabin and left their shoes by the door. Chakotay had adopted this habit of Tom's quickly.
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He stepped into the middle of the room and called for soft, slow music. Taking Tom into his arms, he said quietly, "Dance with me."
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Tom shifted a little until he felt he was in the right place and let out a sigh of enormous relief. Today had been full of shocks. He wanted nothing more than to be held and comforted for a little while.
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They swayed to the music thinking similar thoughts. How nice it was to be wrapped in strong arms, resting against each other; letting their fears and concerns drift away on each passing musical note.
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Chakotay let his mind wander through all that Tom had told him. He wondered briefly if he should wink at Harry the next time they had bridge duty together. That might be amusing....
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Tom processed his dilemmas of the day and found that he had come out a winner in each and every one. He thought back to what the Doctor had said about Chakotay asking him to move the fork and remembered what he'd planned on doing to thank his lover.
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Moving both his hands up to frame Chakotay's face, he lowered his lips to tenderly kiss the man he'd decided to give his heart to; the one he'd offer his love for keeps.
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Soft lips grazed his and a tongue gently asked to be invited into his mouth. Chakotay parted his lips and let Tom inside. Soft guitar music soothed his ears while Tom's tongue and lips licked and sucked his own.
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Strong hands cupped his jaws, holding him still while the kiss deepened and lengthened and threatened to turn his knees to jelly. He kneaded Tom's ass with his fingers and decided he was tired of all this fabric getting in the way. He wanted to be closer.
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Tom felt his pants being unfastened and pushed off his hips but paid it no mind. He was too busy with his mouth to care what else was going on until he was taken into Chakotay's hands and his erection was aligned with his lover's.
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He removed his lips from Chakotay's and looked down to see both his and Chakotay's hard cocks held together in the man's hand. Their clothing was puddled around their ankles, the tops of their socks peeking up. He looked into his lover's deep brown eyes and rested his forehead against the other man's.
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Still swaying ever so slightly to the music, Chakotay gently grasped their hard-ons and squeezed slightly. His other hand came up to wrap around the back of Tom's neck and he asked, "What was that kiss for?"
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"That was for going to the Doctor and asking him to move the fork exhibit. Thank you." Tom leaned over and kissed Chakotay again, this time thrusting his hips forward in blatant invitation.
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When he stopped, Chakotay murmured, "What was that one for?"
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"For you," he rasped out.
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Tom stepped out of his pants and toed off his socks then rubbed Chakotay's butt feeling his muscles move beneath his hands as the man got out of his own clothing, leaving them both naked from the waist down.
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They turned their attention to each other's shirts and fumbled with the buttons that got in their way. Staring into each other's eyes, breaths coming faster and faster, they finally gave up and ripped the cloth off, baring each other's chests to hungry eyes, fingers and mouths.
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Music forgotten, they danced to an internal tune and made their way to the bed. Tom fell backward and pulled Chakotay down on top of him. "Love me."
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Chakotay kissed him and moved to lie between his long legs. "I will. I promise. Now and forever." He kissed Tom repeatedly, moving down the length of the long, slim body, paying homage to every spot his lips could find.
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Tom threw his head back and spread his legs as Chakotay knelt and began to worship his cock. Tongue sliding wetly over the glans, he moaned. In mere seconds, he was on the brink, then Chakotay stopped and looked up at his flushed face.
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"I want us to come at the same time, if we can," he panted. His own cock was as hard as it had ever been and he was close to coming just from sucking Tom.
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Tom reached under the pillow and brought out the lube. He hastily coated Chakotay's erection and lifted his legs up. "Do it. It'll be OK. Do it fast...and hard."
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Sparkling blue eyes begged him but he could not take what Tom offered without any prep other than lube. He grabbed Tom's legs and lifted them even higher, rolling the man onto his upper back. He then used his tongue to ease the way.
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Tom whimpered and moaned and only when Chakotay felt he was ready, did he lower those long legs over his shoulders and enter his lover as gently as his passion would allow.
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They moved together and apart and together again, kissing and holding each other tightly, trying to make it last forever.
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The sense of being joined, of being one, was overwhelming. It was as if, in accepting each other, they had made the Spirits happy, Chakotay thought.
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As he moved within Tom and felt the man's arms holding him tightly, he felt a sense of rightness descend upon him. It was as if the Spirits smiled on them and allowed them to make love and be together without trial or tribulation because they had chosen to commit to one another and had remained undaunted throughout the beginning of their journey.
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Sensation built and he thrust harder. Tom's moans increased in volume and Chakotay felt his orgasm approach at lightning speed. With twin shouts, they climaxed, being taken apart molecule by molecule then put back together again.
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And who knew if some their molecules had been exchanged in the process?
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THE END