Title: Twist of Fate: Reporting for Duty
Author: Whoa Nellie ([email protected])
Series: Voyager
Rating: NC-17
Codes: C/f
Synopsis: PWP--absolutely no plot. Sassy stops by Chakotay's office to drop off
her report. Originally posted to ASC on August 4, 2005.
Author's
Notes: This story does stand on its
own, not necessary to have read the previous stories except for more detailed
background information on Ceshlyta and how she got there.
Previous
stories from the Twist of Fate storyline (in order): Blessings of the Sky Spirits, Wyrd, What Comes Naturally, Fresh
Perspective, Culinary Delights, Chaos Theory, Unforeseen Circumstance, A Matter
of Definition, Love and Copulation, Million Kilometer High Club, Comings and
Goings, Bare Necessities, Vulnerability and When in Rome.
Background: Ceshlyta is Chakotay's wife and
soulmate. She is descended from the
Inheritors through a different tribe and was joined with Chakotay in a wedding
at the Temple of the Sky Spirits before they put her on Voyager. She was a Professor of Botany on Earth when
the Sky Spirits joined their souls, intertwined their life paths and put her on
Voyager. Her nickname, used by most of
the other crew members, is Sassy.
Acknowledgements: Paramount owns all the marbles, we just have
a lot more fun playing with them.
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REPORTING FOR DUTY
Commander Chakotay didn't look up from his
computer screen when the chime to his office sounded. He wanted to finish the duty rosters so he could get out of there
in time to have dinner with his wife for the first time in days. He called for the door, putting the last
touches on the schedule and hoping that whoever was at the door wasn't bringing
a problem.
"I hope I'm not interrupting
anything," Sassy said. She stood
in the doorway holding a PADD. "I
just wanted to drop off my report."
"Hi, honey," he grinned. "I was just thinking about you; come on
in. I'm just finishing up here." Her long, dark hair hung loose, which meant
that she'd completed her work in the garden early and had gone back to their
quarters to work on her report. She was
wearing one of his favorite outfits, a strapless peach sundress that brought
out the golden honey hue of her skin and accented the feminine curves of her
body. He could just picture her curled
up on their sofa in that dress working on her weekly status report, the perfect
image of hearth and home. Instead of
taking the PADD that she held out to him, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her
around his desk. Settling her in his
lap, he made a show of casually perusing the PADD in her hand.
"Is this how all the departments
deliver their reports?"
"Mmm-hmm," Chakotay
acknowledged. "It took Tuvok a
while to warm up to it, but between you and me, I think Neelix enjoys it."
Sassy just giggled at the images that
evoked. She shifted so that she was
sitting across his legs with a clear
view of his handsome features. She
draped one arm around the broad slope of his shoulders, rubbing her other hand
along the solid wall of his chest.
"Well, who wouldn't enjoy giving a report while sitting on the lap
of such a strong, virile, handsome, sensuous . . ." her words trailed off
and she coaxed his face to hers with gentle pressure on his strong jaw. Tilting her head slightly, she sought his
lips for a long, deep kiss and her arms tightened around him to pull him
closer. Dimly she heard the PADD hit
the floor just before his arms wrapped around her. Enveloped in his warm embrace, she savored the tenderness of her
gentle giant, a marked contrast to the raw power in his hands that she had
experienced one horrifying day. Under
her hip, she felt his body harden and her own body began throbbing in
response. Her mouth opened wider,
inviting him to deepen the kiss. It had
taken some time to stop cringing from the hands that now very gently cupped and
caressed her. It was hard to imagine
ever being scared of such a tender man, it was hard to imagine anything at that
moment except him buried deep inside her body.
Breaking the kiss, he was gasping for
air. "Computer, engage privacy
lock."
On unsteady legs, she stood and slipped
off her shoes and panties. Her eyes
never left his face, mesmerized by the passion lighting his deep brown eyes. She dropped the white cotton scrap of cloth
to the floor and gathered the long,
flowing fabric of her dress. Carefully,
she climbed onto his lap facing him with her knees on either side of him. "We haven't been horseback riding in a
while," she whispered, her breath already somewhat ragged.
Chakotay reached between their bodies to free
the hard, straining length from the confines of his trousers. He lifted her and guided her hips down to
completely encase him in the wet heat of her body. "I was just thinking about our flying lesson," he
murmured.
"Thinking about thrusters are you?"
Sassy cooed in his ear as she ground herself down against him.
"Spirits," he gasped, not
thinking about anything at that point.
Peeling the bodice of her dress down, his mouth closed around the
luscious brown tip of one of her breasts and began licking and sucking on
it. He leaned back in his chair, using
his mouth to pull her with him into a position where he could more easily rock
his hips up into her. They fit together
so perfectly, their bodies and their lives, that it was hard to remember all of
the days and nights that had passed without her in his life. This was what his life was meant to be
like. He shifted his mouth to her other
breast and suckled strongly on it as he slid his hand between their bodies to
find the pulsing center of her need under the bunched-up fabric of her dress.
Her mind was reeling from the erotic
onslaught. The pressure from his mouth
was creating sharp streaks that raced through her body and she wanted to push
herself against the sensation. Her hips
were driving down onto him, craving the deliciously full feeling of having his
body buried completely in hers. Every
inch of her husband's body brought her exquisite sensual pleasure. When his fingers brushed her intimately, she
gasped, her hips bucking up against his hand.
She didn't know where he was going to touch her next, where the next
flare of desire would emanate from. His
fingers moved harder and faster against her, building her need into an almost
painful intensity. Her hands entwined
in his short, soft black hair, holding his mouth tightly to her breast.
She was close, writhing frantically
against him. He moved his hand out and
cupped her hips so that he could pull her forcefully down onto him faster and
harder. His own body was aching, his
passion reaching a fever pitch.
Suddenly her fingers tightened painfully in his hair and her body
shuddered violently around him, which triggered a powerful release from his
body just as a loud crack sounded beneath him.
Not caring about anything except the woman in his arms, he cradled her
against his chest, feeling their heartbeats gradually slow and the last of the
spasms subside. He stood up, still
inside her, and sat her on his desk.
Just as he left the chair, it collapsed onto the floor, the source of
the crack now obvious.
Sassy looked over his shoulder and broke
into laughter. "Well, I guess we
know what it takes to break a chair."
"I don't think the person who
designed that chair expected it to be used for anything other than sitting,"
he pointed out trying to come up with a plausible explanation for maintenance.
Tightening herself around him, she
winked. "Whoever designed that
chair didn't have much of a sense of adventure."
Brushing a kiss across those sassy lips,
he looked down at their still-joined bodies.
"Not that I'm complaining, mind you, but was there a reason for the
office visit? You usually just hand me
your report at home."
Sassy smiled and nuzzled the underside of
his chin. "I didn't know what I
was missing." She sat back and
looked into his face. "Actually I
needed to talk to you about something today and I wasn't sure what time to
expect you home."
"Is something wrong?"
"No," she rushed to assure him,
tenderly stroking his tattoo.
"Everything's fine, it's just time-sensitive and you've been
working long hours lately."
Chakotay combed his fingers through her
long, black hair. "I know, things
have been a little crazier than usual around here."
"Life is what happens while you're waiting
for something more," she commented.
"I've actually had a lot of time to think and it's at a point where
I need to know what you think."
He tried to parse that sentence. "Was there a proper noun in there
somewhere?"
Sassy sighed. "Family, we've never gotten around to discussing the subject
of children--"
Chakotay's eyes lit up.
"No," she said, realizing what
he thought. "The Doctor sent me a
reminder that my contraceptive update is due tomorrow."
"And you don't want to get it,"
he guessed.
Sassy cradled his face in her small
hands. "I want to know what you
want. I wanted to wait until I'd
settled in here on Voyager to think about a family and I've been settled in for
a while now; it's just that the subject hasn't come up. When I almost lost you in that graviton
ellipse, all I could think about was that I didn't have a part of you to keep
with me, your child, and now that the contraceptive is wearing off, it seemed
like a good time to discuss the issue.
I know you don't want to give up the thought of getting home and I'm not
asking you to; I'm asking you to think about us starting a family here on
Voyager. You don't have to make a
decision tonight, the contraceptive won't be completely out of my system for
another week, so you have that long to decide whether or not--"
He leaned forward to capture her lips in a
sweet, passionate kiss. "Don't get
it," he murmured against her lips, his body hardening inside her. "I want children with you and, if I
recall our honeymoon, there's this fertility ritual we should start
doing."
**FINIS**