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"Twice As Nice"

by GillyH

Pairing : J/C/C-H Janeway/Chakotay/Chakotay-Hologram
Setting: The DaVinci's Studio Program, Voyager's Holodeck. Season 5.
Summary: They fooled us all. They've been going at it like bunnies for years, and Chakotay has a surprise present for Janeway.
Author's Note : Inspired by my own unrelated NWS, NC-17 J/C/C-H fiddle "Double-Jeopardy". Not J/C as we know them in canon (obviously), but a rite of passage for me as a J/C fanfic writer ; something I had to have a go at in order to be able to say, "I wrote an NC-17 story!" :)

Rating: NC-17 For sexual content and language


A breeze drifted in through the open window bringing with it the call of a swallow flying high above the terracotta roof of the villa.

Naked, their skins stained by the rosy hues of the setting sun, they stood together in the centre of the Maestro's studio ; Kathryn in front, Chakotay behind. As his lips traced feathery kisses across her shoulder his hands roamed over her skin ; gently caressing her thighs, her hips, and the soft curve of her belly before rising to cup her breasts. He inhaled deeply, thinking how he would never tire of the feel and scent of her skin.

A sharp hitch in Kathryn's breathing betrayed just how much she was enjoying the sight of his long, dark fingers kneading and squeezing her breasts. She moaned in pleasure as he deftly rolled her sensitised nipples between his fingers and thumbs, gently pinching and tugging on them until all she could do was make little mewling sounds and arch her back as she tried to rub herself against him.

Nudging her legs apart with his knee, Chakotay dipped his hand between her thighs. Her neatly trimmed mons was already slick and the surge of lust and need that shot through him at that moment almost knocked him off his feet. It was all he could do not to bend her over DaVinci's workbench and slam into her right there and then. They needed to sit down before they fell down, he realised. Another one of those surges and his legs might just give out on him.

"Ready for your surprise yet, love?" he breathed, his lips brushing the softest part of her ear.

Kathryn shivered and trembled with pleasure. "I've thought of nothing else all day, and you know it! It had better be worth it after the state you left me in last night, or so help me...."

"Oh, it'll be worth it, sweetheart. Believe me."

Glancing behind him, Chakotay saw a high-backed, wooden bench-seat. It was cushioned and deep-seated and perfect for what he had in mind. Telling Kathryn to hold on, he shuffled them backwards to the bench until he felt the edge of it against the back of his knees.

"I'm going to sit down, but I want you to sit in my lap and straddle my thighs."

Kathryn nodded and started to turn around in his arms, but he held her in place.

"No, like this... both of us facing the window. Lift one foot at a time... that's it... now kneel either side of my thighs and lean back against my chest."

Kathryn eagerly did as she was told, settling into his lap and leaning back against his chest with a deep sigh as his hands began to stroke over her skin again.

"Comfy?" he asked.

"Uh-huh..." she said, wriggling and rubbing her lower back against the hard ridge of his erection. "There's something hot and hard digging into my lower back, but it's not too uncomfortable for me. Is it too uncomfortable for you, love?"

"I'll manage," Chakotay growled, knowing full well that her innocent-sounding tone and solicitous concern were anything but.

As his left hand caressed her breasts, his right hand eagerly returned to the heat and wetness between her thighs where he dabbled his fingers in the wellspring just long enough to gather some of her juices and smear them over her nub, rubbing them in with a slow, circular motion.

Groaning and tossing her head from side to side on his shoulder, Kathryn surged upwards towards his hand, bucking her hips and chasing the white-hot sensation already beginning to coil low in her belly. "Ohhh, don’t stop…."

He didn't stop, but he wouldn't be rushed either. He kept up the same agonisingly slow, delicious pace as he rubbed around her clit ; dipping his fingers into her pooling juices, or working just one, then two, then three fingers inside her, bringing her to the brink before withdrawing just shy of her release to leave a cooling trail along her thigh.

"This is my present?!" Kathryn ground out, her frustration turning to annoyance. "You wind me up to fever pitch and just leave me hanging last night, then this is your idea of making it up to me... a never-ending finger fuck?!"

Her words ended on a strangled note as his hands left her body and he grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her face to his for a searing kiss. The angle was unnatural and her neck muscles hurt like hell, but none of that mattered as his tongue roughly pushed into her mouth.

Their hard kiss went on for some time before softening in intensity and becoming tender as they got lost in one another. Soon, Chakotay pulled back to shrug and tease her again. "We can leave this until tomorrow if you like, sweetheart? I've got a pile of reports on my desk and____"

"____Don't you dare!" she interrupted, squirming with need. "Forget the reports... just take me, please! If I don't come soon I'm going to explode!"

"Ready to do it my way?"

Frustrated to the point of shaking now, she nodded, not even sure she could trust herself to speak.

"Good girl. In that case, I think you're ready for your surprise."

After settling her against his chest he slipped his left hand between them to firmly pump his shaft a few times while his right hand pinched and twirled one of her nipples. When Kathryn realised what his left hand was doing she tried to turn around to watch, but he wouldn't let her. "Plenty of time for that later," he grinned. "Besides, I think you should be looking over there...."

She followed his line of sight over to the window, but she didn't see anything unusual or out of the ordinary until he said,

"Computer, initiate holo-character Maquis-Chakotay-Omega-2."

There was a shimmer of light and when it cleared there was a replica of Chakotay standing in front of the workbench. He wore brown leather Maquis clothing and his hair was shorter with a lot more silver-grey in it, but those were the only discernable differences between the two. After the briefiest delay while the computer downloaded behaviour parameters into its holo-matrix, the character suddenly came to life and moved towards them saying, "I see you started without me."

Completely exposed to the character's knowing and appreciative leer, Kathryn gasped and tried in vain to close her legs and cover herself with her hands.

The holo-character just laughed at her.

Dropping to his knees in front of her, the holo-image shook it's head and said, "Don't be ridiculous... it's nothing I haven't seen before. I'd know that pretty little heart-shaped mound anywhere."

"When have you ever___?!" Kathryn spluttered, indignantly. "Computer, freeze program!"

Unable to comply. Captain Kathryn Janeway is unable to control this program at this time.

She turned to glare at the real Chakotay behind her. "What've you done? What is this?!"

Chakotay smiled and leaned forward to kiss her, gently nibbling and sucking on her bottom lip then dipping his tongue into her mouth in a way he knew she loved. "It's only temporary, love," he soothed. "You'll get your DaVinci program back with full control later. This is your surprise, love. He's not real, but he's been carefully programed to know you, and to want you as much as I do. It'll be alright, I promise. Just relax and enjoy yourself."

Kathryn's nostrils flared as erotic images of being with two men flashed past her mind's eye. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment to think about this before opening them to glance at the holo-character and ask Chakotay, "Why him? I mean you... you as him? Why not just some non-descript hologram? Are you worried jealousy will get the better of you or something?"

Chakotay smiled. "Not like this, no. It might if you were sneaking off to the holodeck without me, but this is something I've been wanting to give you since we discovered Tuvok's 'Insurrection Alpha' program." He gave her a sideways glance as his smile broadened. "I saw the way you reacted to that version of me during the scenario - the way you looked him up and down in those soft, tight leathers with a glint in your eye every time he came into view. Admit it. He is just a hologram, and if you could have managed it with so many crew milling around in the scenario, you'd have dragged him off to a turbo-lift or the Bridge and had him."

A crimson blush bloomed on Kathryn's chest and rose to her face, proving him right. She started to explain that she'd felt the same way about the genuine article when they'd first met and been unable to do anything about the attraction between them back then, but he held up his hand to silence her.

"I know that... which is why I thought you'd enjoy this now." He could tell that she was more than a little curious so he cupped her breasts, thumbing her nipples to even harder, darker peaks to help convince her. "He's me, but me as I was back then ; I'm in love with you, he's in lust. Good, old-fashioned, no holds barred lust. Just think, while I'm up here kissing you and doing all sorts of wonderful things to your breasts, he's going to be down there doing anything you want him to do...."

The blush on her skin deepened, but she glanced at the hologram again for a moment, catching her bottom lip between her teeth as she considered the possibilities. "Absolutely anything I want...?"

"Absolutely anything," the holo-character grinned, answering before Chakotay could.

She stared at the holo-character for a beat before relaxing and settling back against Chakotay's chest. She beckoned the hologram closer.

"I think I'll call you 'Maquis'. Tell him to kiss me, Chakotay."

Relieved and pleased that she wanted this gift, Chakotay hugged her to him before releasing her to the care of the hologram. "Kiss her, Maquis."

Maquis didn't need telling twice.

The hologram's lip immediately covered hers, sucking on her bottom lip and dipping his tongue into her mouth just as Chakotay had done a moment ago. It was uncanny... unreal... and without warning, suddenly so damned hot that Kathryn almost came on the spot. With a moan she deepened the kiss, wrapping her arms around Maquis' neck and pulling him even closer, revelling in the feel of Chakotay's hands on her breasts while Maquis' hands tickled and stroked the sensitive skin at the top of her thighs. As Chakotay began kissing and nipping the skin on her shoulder working his way towards her neck, she tilted her head to give him better access to the highly sensitive skin just behind her ear. This broke her kiss with Maquis and he drew back a little, a knowing smile on his face.

"Is that all you want me to do, Kathryn... kiss you?"

"No, that isn't all I want you to do, Maquis. I have plans for you."

Glancing sideways at Chakotay, she whispered, "He's over-dressed. Tell him to strip... but tell him to take his time doing it."

"I'm sure you heard the lady, Maquis. Lose the leathers - not too fast."

Maquis grinned and moved back a little to peel off his leather waistcoat, tossing it onto the floor behind him. His striped jersey was next, followed a little more slowly by his white undershirt which came off to reveal a darkly tanned, muscled torso.

As Maquis stepped out of his leather trousers, Chakotay's fingers were already busy between Kathryn's thighs again. By the time the hologram dropped his underwear to reveal a thick, mouth-watering erection which sprang forward eagerly, Kathryn's breathing was shallow and ragged.

"He's so big," she managed. "Wishful thinking, love?"

She felt Chakotay's answering grin against her neck quickly followed by a gentle nip of his teeth, then little puffs of warm breath as he replied.

"No, I'm very happy with what the Universe and genetics gave me, thank you. I just thought you might like to try something a little different."

She snorted with laughter. "Little? Hardly!"

Completely naked now, Maquis came back to where he'd been and once again settled down on his knees just in front of the bench. He was clearly mesmerised by what Chakotay's fingers were doing and he licked his lips in anticipation.

Panting hard and squirming against Chakotay's talented fingers, Kathryn groaned as Maquis' tongue darted out of his mouth to moisten his lips. She knew exactly where she wanted that tongue. Reaching back, she touched the side of Chakotay's face to get his attention. "Give me control of him, love. Tell the computer."

"Computer, give Captain Kathryn Janeway control of the holo-character Maquis-Chakotay-Omega-2, authorisation Chakotay-Pi-Lambda-Lambda."

Modification complete.

Getting up onto her knees, Kathryn leaned forward, supporting her weight on Maquis' shoulders while her bottom half swayed over Chakotay's lap as she tried to impale herself on his erection. "Chakotay, help me..." she begged, "I can't wait."

Chakotay shifted position and steadied Kathryn's swaying hips with his hands. Glancing up, he saw that she was already kissing Maquis again, humming and sighing in delight as the hologram explored her mouth and squeezed her breasts. As Chakotay watched, one of Kathryn's hands reached for the hologram's cock and slowly pumped back and forth, sheathing and unsheathing the glistening head. It was an erotic sight and his own cock eagerly twitched and strained upward as he lowered Kathryn down into his lap. Unable to wait himself now he entered her in one thrust, lifting his hips to slide into her as his hands pushed her down. She was so hot, and so wet, and so tight, and the feeling of being inside her was so blindingly sensual that he had to close his eyes and really concentrate to hang on to the last shreds of his control. With an almost super-human effort he resisted the sound of his own pulse growing steadily louder and faster in his ears and the aching, fevered pitch of his own excitement. Breathing heavily through his mouth he centred himself and held Kathryn still to try and give them both a moment or two to calm down.

Feeling like she was unravelling, Kathryn clung to Maquis ; panting and moaning into his mouth as Chakotay filled her to the hilt. The feeling of having Chakotay deep inside her while she kissed his avatar was indescribable and it took all of her self control not to rise up and slam herself down hard on him in a frenzy, completely careless of how sore they'd both be later. Breaking the kiss with Maquis she lowered herself back and into Chakotay's waiting arms. Clenching her inner muscles she spread her knees a little wider to accomodate Maquis as she reached for him, tangling her fingers in the soft hair at the nape of his neck as she guided his face between her thighs.

Chakotay opened his eyes and groaned at what he saw. Even with his head filled with erotic images and thoughts of what they were all doing, the reality still took his breath away. He knew exactly how Kathryn tasted and how she smelled when she was as excited as she was now, so he knew exactly what the hologram was enjoying - warm, silky-soft skin with a wonderfully musky taste of salt and sweetness that would drive him wild. With his mind supplying rich, colourful memories from all the times he'd made love to Kathryn that way, he couldn't hold still a second longer and he began to move ; rolling his hips and sliding in and out of her wet heat, setting a strong, steady rhythm for her to follow.

Kathryn's breathing became increasingly erratic as she picked-up on Chakotay's rhythm ; rocking in counterpoint to it and milking his cock for all she was worth. As the hologram's hot tongue lapped at her she cried out, arching her back and momentarily losing the rhythm-counterpoint she and Chakotay had going, but then Chakotay's hands were there, firmly anchoring her hips to him as he pushed into her again and again, reinforcing the rhythm. Her world was totally centered on Chakotay's cock and the hologram's mouth. The Maestro, his studio, Voyager, the crew, and the Delta Quadrant all faded from her consciousness. Nothing else mattered, nothing else could possibly feel this wonderful, and all she ever wanted was this ; just Chakotay and the Maquis hologram driving her out of her mind with pleasure. Grunting and moaning, she writhed in ecstacy as the hologram sucked her clit into the heat of his mouth, rolling it between his teeth, then laving it with his tongue. Fuck! She was going to come, she was going to come so damned hard....!

A flood of moisture over his cock was all the warning Chakotay had before Kathryn began to buck and thrash in his arms. He managed to hold on tightly as she cried out and ground her pubic bone hard against the hologram's mouth and chin. The intensity of experiencing that, coupled with the grip of her inner muscles clenching and unclenching around him was enough to send him spiralling out of control and he came with a roar, spilling his release deep inside her with frenzied strokes.


Kathryn surfaced a few moments later ; sweaty, dishevelled, and glassy eyed as she floated back to reality on the fading thrum of after-shocks still pulsating through her body. Chakotay was still inside her, but she could already feel him beginning to soften and slip from her grasp. The Maquis hologram was still lapping gently at her inner labia, carefully avoiding her swollen, sensitive nub. She turned her head to look at Chakotay and they shared a tired smile, then a warm, open-mouthed kiss.

"Better?" Chakotay croaked, wrapping his arms around her and cuddling her close.

"I don't think I've ever come so hard in my life!"

Chakotay smiled - the sort of wolfish smile that said he was feeling pretty pleased with himself. "So, the next time I wind you up to fever pitch and leave you hanging, you're going to know why?"

She snuggled against him, almost purring at the thought of doing this again. "You bet."

"No tantrums? No hairbrush missiles? No questioning my paternity?"

"Oh, I wouldn't go that far," she chuckled, her laughter turning into a hiss of pain and pleasure as the hologram's nose brushed against a very sensitive spot. "Not that I'm complaining... but does he have an off-switch? Or will he just keep going until one of us tells him to stop?"

"He'll just keep going until he comes or one of us tells him to stop - whichever happens first," Chakotay said, looking thoughtful. "You up for round two?"

She wouldn't have thought it possible, but the thought of doing more set Kathryn's pulse racing. "I'm still a little sensitive, but I might be. Why, what did you have in mind?"

"Well, I'm not going to be much use to you for a time." To illustrate his point he slipped out of her, soft and spent. "My alter ego there still has a raging hard-on though."

He tapped Maquis on the shoulder.

The hologram wiped his mouth and chin on the back of his hand and looked up expectantly.

Chakotay was about to say, 'Make love to her' but before he could say it, Kathryn was unfurling her legs from beneath her and settling her buttocks into his lap again - this time with her feet planted flat on the seat of the bench and her knees splayed open. She didn't look as if she wanted to 'make sweet love' ; she looked wanton. But, he knew from experience that it sometimes took something a little different or unexpected to get his lover there a second time so quickly. Swallowing his amusement and schooling his features just in case Kathryn happened to glance at him, he paused for a beat, looked the hologram in the eye and said. "Take her - hard as you like."

Maquis was on Kathryn before she could blink ; tangling his hands in her hair and thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He tasted and smelled strongly of sex - of herself and Chakotay- and she was instantly aroused again. She couldn't get enough of the salty-sweet taste and the heady, musky smell of Chakotay that she loved so much. She was soon nudging Maquis' tongue out of her mouth so that she could lap and suck at his lips and his chin to get every last taste that she could.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Maquis drew back and murmured "I'd like to watch you make love to a woman with that tongue. I think you'd be a natural."

"You and me both," Chakotay agreed with feeling as his fingertips began tracing light circles around Kathryn's nipples.

Men! Kathryn rolled her eyes, but she certainly couldn't deny the deep and sharp-edged twinge of excitement she felt at the thought of making love to a holographic woman while Chakotay watched.

Maquis was staring at her now ; looking as if he could devour her whole. A shiver ran up her spine as she wondered if the real Chakotay had somehow switched places with holo-Chakotay. But, no. The level of sophistication in the programming was extraordinary certainly, and Chakotay had obviously used his own personality traits and his own responses to her as a template, but that was all it was. She returned the look with interest all the same, and Maquis didn't miss her response.

Leaning in, the hologram kissed her hard and fast on the mouth as he grasped her around the waist and pulled her bottom to the very edge of the bench-seat. As he drew her towards him, her mound brushed against him and he surged forward involuntarily. They both gasped at the contact. Maquis drew back a little and fisted his cock, rubbing and squeezing it until a large drop of fluid appeared on his glans, glistening like a jewel. As his eyes found and held Kathryn's, he slowly and deftly swirled the tip of his cock against her clit, using the fluid to both soothe and excite her where she was most sensitive.

Kathryn's breathing quickened and her stomach quivered as liquid heat radiated outwards from the little bundle of nerve-endings, suffusing her whole body with a warm glow. When the fluid had all been absorbed into her delicate skin, stronger and stronger friction shocks caused her to buck her hips, and it was then that Maquis plunged inside her with no warning. She sucked air through her teeth and grunted at the sensation of being so stretched and utterly filled. She held very still, expecting Maquis to do the same, but he withdrew and plunged back inside her again and again with even more force, driving into her so hard that the front legs of the bench lifted off the floor on every forward stroke. Braced against Chakotay's groin and chest she had nowhere to go as pain and pleasure overwhelmed her, with pain still having a definite edge.

Taking his cue from Kathryn's breathing and the pained sounds she was making, Chakotay brushed the middle finger on his right hand against her bottom lip, encouraging her to open her mouth and suck on the tip. When his finger was good and wet he withdrew it and slipped it between her legs to recoat her clit with moisture ; lightly stroking it in with a gentle, circular motion. He knew how much that turned her on, and just how wet it made her. When she quieted some and then sighed in relief, he murmured Maquis' name to get his attention. As their eyes met, he palmed Kathryn's right breast with his left hand and lifted it, offering it to the hologram. Maquis smiled lasciviously and dipped his head, slowing the pace and strength of his bucking hip-thrusts in order to sip and suckle at Kathryn's nipple. Within moments, Kathryn was moaning and sighing in delight, and satisfied that she was no longer in any pain, Chakotay gently kissed her throat.

Feeling Chakotay's kiss, Kathryn turned towards him and lifted her mouth to his to thank him. They kissed tenderly until Chakotay drew back to ask if she was alright. She smiled and sighed, kissing him again briefly before turning back to Maquis as the hologram abandoned her nipple and once again concentrated on the rhythm and depth of his thrusts.

Kathryn was sopping wet now and accustomed to Maquis' size so there was no pain, only the sweet thrum of pleasure and the tautness of pressure building low in her belly ; coiling in on itself like an over-wound spring ready to fly apart and take her with it at any moment. Her breathing was erratic and thready now, and her skin was slick with sweat as her own heartbeat pounded loudly in her ears. With her legs locked at the ankle in the small of Maquis' back she was arched like an overstrung bow and so taut she was shaking, but her orgasm continually hovered just out of reach. Teetering on the brink, desperate to come, she tried to remember previous erotic experiences or imagine new ones and before she knew what she was doing, she was pulling Maquis' head down to hers to mumble something in his ear. He pulled back and looked at her strangely, then smiled and licked his lips. Still thrusting into her, he reached out with his left hand and wove his fingers into the hair at the back of Chakotay's head, pulling him into a fierce, open-mouthed kiss. Chakotay struggled and tried to pull away at first, but the hologram was stronger and easily held him in place as its tongue forced its way into his mouth. The fight suddenly went out of Chakotay and he submitted to the kiss with a low moan, allowing the hologram to thrust its tongue in and out of his mouth in the same way that its cock was thrusting in and out of Kathryn.

That was all Kathryn needed to see and hear. With her heart hammering loudly in her chest and ears, the over-wound spring in her belly flew apart and her orgasm crashed through her, igniting every nerve-ending from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. As she sobbed and writhed and bucked through the intense white-heat and blinding pleasure of her release, she gripped Chakotay's hands and met Maquis thrust for thrust as she ground herself against him.


Red and gold stars sparkled behind Kathryn's eyelids as she became aware of her surroundings. When she opened her eyes, she could still see feint red and gold stars, but they gradually faded away as her world righted itself and came into focus. She was on a bench in DaVinci's studio she realised, cradled in Chakotay's lap with her head tucked under his chin. They were both naked, warm, and rather sticky, and his right hand was stroking up and down her arm as he made soothing noises. Everything came back to her in a rush and she stirred, lifting her head from Chakotay's shoulder to look around for Maquis.

Reading her mind, Chakotay said, "He's gone, love. I deactivated him."

She nodded and settled back against his shoulder with a contented sigh. "Did he come, too?"

Laughter rumbled in Chakotay's chest. "I'll say. Do I really roar like that when I come?"

She chuckled and lifted her face to kiss his throat. "You do. You sound like a bear, a big, brown, handsome bear. How about me... what do I sound like?"

Chakotay thought about it. "It depends. Sometimes you barely make a sound. You just clamp your teeth together and pant through your nose. Other times... you mewl and yammer like a cat. I think this was one of those times where you actually growled though... in between those little sobbing noises that I love so much." He wrapped both his arms around her and held her tight as she snuggled against him. "So, just how sore are you?" he asked quietly.

"Not too bad just sitting here like this," she replied. "It won't really hit me until later, or maybe tomorrow. I'll probably need the dermal regenerator though."

He dropped a kiss of apology onto the top of her head. "I'll help you with that if you help me with the bruises on my mouth and the back of my neck."

Kathryn winced and looked up at him. "Sorry about that. It's something I've fantasised about from time to time... you, kissing another man. I forgot how much stronger than us holograms are, though. Did he hurt you?"

He shook his head. "No, not really. He just took me by surprise that's all. It was more than a little weird, but as soon as I realised it was something you wanted to see I let it happen. And you know what?" he laughed, "He's a really good kisser."

Kathryn laughed against his chest and poked him in the ribs with a finger, but before she could tease him about it, the computer warned them that they only had fifteen minutes of holodeck time left. Suddenly realising that he'd only come once to her twice, she let her hand drift down to his groin to lightly stroke and rub him. "We have time, you know... I could take care of this for you before we leave...?"

Chakotay arched into her hand with a moan, enjoying the steady stroke of her fingers, but he had something more leisurely and less rushed in mind. Stilling her fingers, he dipped his head and pressed his lips to hers in a sweet, damp crush.

Breaking the kiss and drawing back a little, he smiled into her eyes. "I'm sure you could, love, but I think I'd like to take my time enjoying what you can do with it, especially after the display you and Maquis just put on. What if we take a quick shower here on the holodeck, get dressed, then go back to my quarters for round three?"

Kathryn thought it over. "Yes, to the shower and going back to quarters, but let's use mine... my bed's bigger, remember?"


A breeze drifted in through the open window bringing with it the call of a swallow flying high above the terracotta roof of the villa.

Neatly dressed and tinted red and gold by the rosy hues of the setting sun, they stood together in the centre of the Maestro's studio ; Kathryn in front, Chakotay behind. As his lips and tongue traced feathery kisses over her exposed neck, his hands stroked over her uniform, caressing her thighs, her hips and the soft curve of her belly before rising to cup her breasts.

"Time to go, love," Chakotay whispered.

"I know," Kathryn sighed. "Computer, save DaVinci program and also save the current parameters for modified holo-character, 'Maquis-Chakotay-Omega-2'. Encrypt both under Janeway-Chakotay-Pi-Lambda-Omega-7740980. End program."

As the Maestro's Studio shimmered away to be replaced by the shiney holo-grid, Kathryn took Chakotay's hand and led him towards the exit at a leisurely pace. "So, I've been thinking," she said, trying not to smirk, "This fantasy of yours... the one where you watch me make love to another woman... who did you have in mind - and how soon do you think you can write the program?"

Chakotay didn't reply right away, but their pace increased dramatically. They were in her quarters and naked again quicker than she would have thought possible.


The End.