J/C

Slumber

by Spiletta42

VGR J/C


Rating: T™©


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Warnings: None for this version.


Categories: Ship, Het, PWP, Episode Tag


Pairings: Janeway/Chakotay


Characters: Janeway, Chakotay


Spoilers: Waking Moments


A/N: Happy Birthday Sylvia! I give unto thee...a Waking Moments fic.


Disclaimer: Oh mighty Paramount, give these tortured souls their hearts' desire. This, we beg of thee. Please, oh please, TPTB, grant us this, our tiny plea. No? Okay, you asked for it. Here's destiny.


Original ST-17 version here. This version is less clear. Waking Moments is the episode where the whole crew is trapped in a dream world by a telepathic species. There is some confusion about what is 'real' and what is not.


Slumber

Voyager had escaped yet another brush with disaster. The journey home continued. Usually, a close call resulted in a tired crew. And despite the fact that they had all been unconscious for days, this was no exception.

The captain insisted it was; she had work to do. They had slept for days. She'd just spend a few hours catching up, that was all. Why should she promise to get some sleep? She'd just slept more than she did in the average month. Okay, fine. She'd have something to eat. Good enough?

Chakotay, unfooled yet exhausted, left Kathryn to her coffee and turned in the moment he had the chance. Had he bothered to think about it, he would have expected the deep, dreamless slumber that usually followed REM sleep.

Instead, he fell into a vivid dreamscape, instantly recognizable not by the brilliant full moon of earlier dreams, but instead by the presence of his spirit guide.

"Go to her," the reptile said. "Now is your chance. Do not waste it."

Seemed a bit dramatic for the prelude to an erotic dream, but it wasn't advice he had any desire to ignore. He set off in search of Kathryn. In his dreams, there was no protocol.

He found her, not surprisingly, in her ready room. She was standing, staring out the viewport. Only his Kathryn could look that beautiful in a plain gray tee shirt. He went to her and slid his arms around her waist.

She leaned back against him. "I've been waiting for you."

"Is that so?"

"I had a few thoughts while I waited."

"I suspect I might like those thoughts." He pressed a kiss to her cheek and trailed his lips down her neck.

A gasp of pleasure escaped her lips. She turned to face him and reached up to stroke his tattoo. "I'm most certain that you will."

He leaned into the warmth of her hand against his face. "I've had a few thoughts of my own."

She laughed. "I was hoping you did."

A slight turn of his head, and his lips brushed the delicate skin of her wrist.

Her fingers lightly stroked his lips. "I want to touch every inch of your skin."

"Then you shall," he breathed. His entire being focused on the movement of her fingers. Ever so lightly, they danced over his face before skating into his hair.

His own hands did not remain still. He tugged her shirt from her trousers and slid his hands up inside to draw indistinct patterns on the soft skin of her back.

He bent his head and kissed her. It was amazing, to kiss this woman. No one moved him as she did. His tongue sparred softly with hers as their bodies pressed tightly together. Tonight would be memorable.


Kathryn woke up with a serious crick in her neck. What was she doing sleeping at her desk, anyhow? Chakotay had been right, she should have turned in hours ago. Chakotay was so thoughtful, always looking out...Chakotay...memories of her dream came back to her. And what a dream! She often had erotic dreams about her handsome first officer, but this one...this was different. It had been so intense. Those details couldn't have come from her imagination.

Then again, what other origin was possible? She tried to shrug off thoughts of the dream species whose space they had just vacated. Certainly they weren't responsible.

She swallowed hard and reached for her combadge. "Janeway to the Doctor."

"Yes, Captain?"

"Have you discovered anything new about our recent encounter? Side effects, anything like that?"

"As a matter of fact, Captain, I was going to contact you. It seems a few crew members have experienced some lingering effects. Nothing to worry about, though. They won't last much longer."

She found her voice. "Thank you, Doctor."

So it was possible. She and Chakotay...well, it didn't matter. They'd been asleep. It wasn't a breach of protocol. They didn't have to acknowledge it. It was just another thing they would put aside, until the day they reached Federation space. Then...well...then they'd stage a little encore performance right here.

Someday.

But was that fair to Chakotay? She knew the truth. Shouldn't he? But how could she tell him, without crossing that line? She got up from the desk and crossed to the couch. There wouldn't be another chance to sleep tonight. She had too much to consider before morning.


Chakotay couldn't seem to get the dream out of his mind. It had been amazing. Just amazing. Certainly a dream to remember. He headed for the bridge. When Kathryn called him into the ready room, he couldn't help but look at her desk and remember. Guiltily, he looked up and met her gaze.

She treated him to a crooked smile. If he hadn't known better, he would have thought she knew exactly what he was thinking. There was definite mischief in her eyes.

"Chakotay?"

"Yes, Kathryn."

"I wanted to thank you for your concern last night, when you suggested I get some sleep." She paused. "I thought you should know, I had the best sleep of my life last night." Her hand rubbed the surface of the desk. "I hope to sleep that well again, someday."

He swallowed hard. Did she mean what he thought she meant? How could that even be possible. "I hope that you will."

She slid a PADD across the desk. "This is the Doctor's report on communal dreaming. I think you'll find it very interesting."



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