Title: Twist of Fate: Fresh Perspective
Author: Whoa Nellie ([email protected])
Series: Voyager
Rating: NC-17
Codes: C/f
Synopsis: Plot?
What Plot? Chakotay and Ceshlyta
enjoy an afternoon of horseback riding on the holodeck. Originally posted to ASC on September 13,
2001.
As
always: Paramount owns all the marbles, we just have a lot more fun playing
with them.
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is always appreciated.
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FRESH
PERSPECTIVE
"Hi." Professor Ceshlyta found her husband sitting in the mess hall
with a cup of coffee in one hand and a PADD in the other. She ran her fingers though his dark hair as she
cupped his head and leaned down to drop a kiss on his lips. Eyeing the PADD disapprovingly, she
remarked. "I thought you were off
today."
"I am," he laid the PADD on the
table. "It's nothing major, I was
just reviewing a few reports while you were in the garden."
Neelix walked over with a large
basket. "Here you are, Sassy, one
picnic lunch for two."
Taking the basket, she smiled at the
ebullient Talaxian. "Thank you so
much."
"So," Neelix clapped his hands together. "What are you two lovebirds up to today?"
"Horseback riding on the
holodeck," Sassy replied.
"Oh, I didn't realize you enjoyed the
equestrian sports, Commander Chakotay," the Talaxian looked over at him.
"I haven't really done that much of
it," the First Officer admitted.
Sassy patted his cheek. "Maybe you just need a fresh
perspective on the whole riding experience.
Meet me at Holodeck Two in an hour.
I need to take a quick shower and change out of this jumpsuit
first."
Chakotay stood and held out his hand. "Do you want me to bring the basket
with me?"
"No, I said I'd take care of
everything. You just show up --without
any work or thoughts of work."
Looking back to Neelix, she continued.
"Thanks again. See you
later."
.......................................................
"Sassy?" An hour later Chakotay stood in Holodeck
Two. There was a countryside program
running, he could hear birds and other nature sounds in the background. Hoof beats got his attention and, as he watched,
Sassy came over a small rise riding on a large, roan stallion.
"You're on time," she was
slightly breathless as she swung herself down.
"That surprises you?" His gaze softened as he watched her walking
towards him. Her long, black tresses
hung loose, windblown from her ride.
She had changed into a strapless, flowered sundress. The form-fitting bodice accented her rounded
breasts, a long, full skirt flowing from the tight waist fell to about
mid-calf. He chuckled briefly as he
noted that she was barefoot, a frequent state she claimed was more comfortable.
"It's not like you've never gotten so
absorbed in reports that you've lost track of time," she commented
dryly. Sassy felt his large hands
encircle her waist as she held his face in her hands. She stretched up to place a kiss on each of the dimples in his
cheeks.
"Touche." Chakotay captured her lips in a deep,
dizzying kiss. Her soft, full lips were
crushed beneath his, her small, lithe body pressed against him.
Breaking the kiss, she gasped. "Computer, engage privacy
lock." She ran her hands down his
broad chest, feeling the solid strength of him. "Are you ready to go riding?"
"Where's my horse?" The only animal in sight was the roan she
had been riding.
Sassy grabbed his hands and pulled him
towards the horse. "I thought we'd
ride double."
He nodded in agreement, stopping briefly
at the horse's head. Murmuring softly,
he patted the horse's nose before moving to hoist himself into the saddle. He reached back down to pull Sassy up behind
him. He was somewhat startled when,
instead of getting behind him, she settled herself in front, facing him.
"Sassy," he began, his arms full of wife.
"Yes, my love?" For her part, Sassy was happily nuzzling his
neck.
"I'm not much of an equestrian, I'll
admit; but I don't think this is the right way to ride double." Not that it was a bad way, but her mouth was
nibbling along his jawline causing havoc with his concentration. He almost fell off the horse as she
whispered in his ear.
"I'm not wearing any underwear."
As she spoke, her hand slipped between
their bodies to deftly unfasten his uniform pants. Her words provoked a strong response in her husband. She stroked the hardening length, enjoying
the low moans he voiced in her ear.
Ever since she had planned this excursion, she had been fantasizing
about how he would feel. She was
already wet and throbbing with anticipation.
Inhaling deeply, she savored his clean, masculine scent as she quickly
stripped his jacket and shirt off. She
stroked her hands up his muscular arms and along his smooth, bronze chest,
lightly grazing his nipples with her fingernails. His shoulders were sturdy beneath her hands as she braced
herself, wrapping her legs around his waist.
With the fabric of her skirt bunched above her hips, she squirmed
against the rough fabric of his trousers.
Her breasts were pressed against the solid wall of his chest, every
breath heightening the sensation. Her
mouth found his, her tongue slipping between his lips to explore and tantalize
the moist cavern. Without breaking the
kiss, she shifted herself up and mounted him in one fluid motion. Tightening her legs around him, she pulled
back just enough to mutter, "Head
towards the hills and don't fall off the horse."
Chakotay gripped the reins tighter, his
other hand finding the saddle horn to steady himself, before nudging the horse
into a walk. Every step rocked them
together, creating a slow, erotic tempo.
His breathing was ragged and he could hear that hers was no more
steady. As the horse moved agonizingly
slow, he moved his hand from the saddle horn to press her closer against
him. The hardened tips of her breasts
stroked against his chest even through the fabric of her dress. The feeling of her, hot and tight around him
fired his imagination with images of the explosive culmination this was leading
to. She was moaning in his ear, her hand
running up and down his back restlessly, sparking his sensitized skin with each
caress. Her strapless bodice pulled
down easily, baring her breasts to him.
The hand holding the reins moved to grab the saddle horn while he buried
his other hand in her hair. He bent her
back, forcing the ripe, full mounds up to meet his hot, questing mouth.
Her back bowed, she felt utterly exposed
to him, increasing the intense pressure building. In this position, she was completely helpless, her small hands
resting on the bulging biceps of his arms, trusting him to hold her. As his mouth closed over a straining, tawny
peak, his tongue lapping at the hardened nipple, she was rocked by a powerful
orgasm. She bucked against him, crying
out with pleasure. Spasms still
shooting through her, his mouth never stopped, instead intensifying its attentions,
sucking strongly on the dark tip. As
his body continued the slow, gentle rocking, rebuilding her desires, his mouth
was sending streaks of fire cascading through her. When his mouth moved to pay homage to the other breast, her
fingernails dug into his arms and her gasps grew in pitch. He was so hard and throbbing inside her as
they continued moving together in time with the pace of the horse. A second release slammed into her, taking
her breath away.
Her frantic movements spurred the horse to
a trot, forcing Chakotay to release her and concentrate on riding. She sat back up, he could feel her breasts
crushed against the wall of his chest, her hardened nipples grazing his with
every breath. Still quivering around
him as he rocked into her faster, she was whimpering ceaselessly in his
ear. He could feel her nails dragging
down his back in her mindless ecstasy.
As his own passion began overtaking him, he urged the horse into a
gallop, groaning aloud at the increased intensity it caused. She was trembling uncontrollably around him,
release after release rippling through her.
When her mouth found his shoulder, her sharp, white teeth digging into
his skin, he lost control, erupting in her with a shout of satisfaction. He was breathing heavily when he opened his
eyes, a little surprised that they were still on the horse. Off in the distance he saw a blanket spread
under a tree. He turned the horse
towards it, still inside her and feeling her muscles spasming continuously
around him.
Sassy was lost in the pleasure consuming
her. She was vaguely aware of
Chakotay's release, her own cries of pleasure nearly drowning out his. By the time she felt the horse stop, he was
hardening inside her once again. She
held him tightly as he dismounted, carrying her over to lay her on the
blanket. It was soft against her back
and she protested wordlessly when Chakotay pulled out of her. Opening her eyes, she saw him removing his
trousers and boots before dropping to his knees to strip her dress off as
well. 'Spirits, he is beautiful', she
thought, unable to give voice to the intense rush of emotion in that
instant. His thick, dark hair was
tousled and damp, his face flushed with his exertions. Her eyes traveled down his smooth, bronze,
sweat-glistening torso to his waist.
His strong hips flowed down into powerful thighs, bunched beneath him as
he knelt over her. He was hard and
straining as he covered her with his body.
The sight of her laying naked before him,
her brown eyes almost black with desire, fired his urges painfully. He settled himself between her soft,
honey-toned thighs. Capturing her lips,
he drove into her as his tongue pushed into her mouth, completely possessing
her body. He set a fast pace, moving in
and out of her with long, hard strokes.
He wouldn't have believed his desire could be so strong again so
quickly, but as his body took her and his mouth ravaged hers, his passions
fired him to incredible heights.
Complete exhaustion couldn't stop the
spiraling ecstasy from gripping Sassy again.
She tossed her head, crying out hoarsely with the intensity of the
feelings consuming her. He was filling
her, his large body burying itself in her again and again. His mouth was claiming her, his tongue
demanding her total surrender. Her
hands clutched at his shoulders, helplessly trying to press herself against
him. Just then the intensity broke and
she ripped her mouth away from his, screaming his name as she arching against
him, lost in the strongest orgasm yet.
Hearing her scream of pleasure, he held
her tighter as her release triggered his own.
He collapsed onto her, utterly drained.
When his labored breathing had calmed, he raised his head to look down
into the sated face of his wife.
"Before you ask," Sassy began, without opening her eyes. "As a matter of fact yes, I did think
to bring a fresh, clean change of clothes for both of us."
He dropped a kiss on the end of her
nose. "That's nice, but did you
think to bring a dermal regenerator?"
Startled at the odd request, her eyes flew
open. To her dismay, she saw marks on
his arms where her fingernails had dug in, teeth marks on his shoulder already
showing signs of bruising and long, bloody furrows down his back. "Did I do that?" she gasped.
"Well it certainly wasn't the
horse," he retorted, following his words with a tender kiss to ease her
concern.
When he rolled to his side, carrying her
with him so that they didn't lose the intimate contact, Sassy delicately
explored his injuries. She searched his
gaze. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize
. . . maybe I should cut my nails. . ."
His lips cut off her apology. When she stopped trying to talk, he pulled
back to meet her big, brown eyes.
"I love how passionate you are.
It's nothing that a dermal regenerator can't fix." He drew one delicate hand up and kissed each
finger. "We'll just keep one handy
from now on so you won't need to cut these precious fingernails." He glanced down the length of their
intertwined bodies. "Besides, I
could always just do this." He
clasped her hands in one of his large hands while the other stroked down the
length of her, enjoying her gasp of delight as she arched against him. He didn't think it was possible to want her
yet a third time so soon, but his body responded to hers and he hardened inside
her. He rolled her back underneath
him. Just as his mouth captured hers,
he muttered, "Let's see if this works."
..............................................................
Much later, as they were leaving the
holodeck, Sassy winked at her sexy and very relaxed husband. "So, what do you think of horseback
riding now?"
Pulling her into his embrace, he pressed
his lips to hers in a gentle kiss. When
he broke the kiss, he looked down into her lovely face. "I don't remember it being quite so
pleasant."
Tracing along his tattoo, she smiled. "Sometimes the person you're with gives
an activity a whole new perspective."
**FINIS**
****Warning: Horseback sex performed by experienced
fictional characters in a controlled environment with instant access to an
Emergency Medical Hologram. Do not
attempt.