A deeper kind of touch

Part 01

"Oh, Seven!" Kathryn snapped in a joint tone of equal surprise and delight.

Once again, the human felt the drone shifting beneath her. Seven was bending her own impossibly long legs causing the women to open even further to her touch. Kathryn was beginning to feel slight discomfort as the long digits penetrated deeply within her folds. It had been so long since anyone had touched her in this manner. Her body had long ago become accustomed to a long cold celibacy.

But now, Kathryn found her body desperately trying to expand to the drone's deep touch. For long quiet moments the human shut her eyes focusing only on her breath and the touch of Seven's hand. The sensation was so familiar but at the same time distant, like a haunting melody that she just couldn't seem to remember.

Try as she might, Kathryn couldn't even recall the last time she had had sexual relations. She suspected that it might have been with the hologram during her brief affair with the Fair Haven fantasy. But so much of that time she had chosen to block from her mind. She didn't want to remember how lonely she had been.

She didn't want to remember how much she had ached for the warmth of a touch or the kiss of a lover. And she certainly didn't want to remember that it was her dire need for Seven that had thrown her into such bouts of desperation and depression; that she had searched for solace in the arms of a hologram.

She felt Seven search her more deeply. Suddenly, she felt impossibly full and achingly dry. She knew that it was time to find her voice. She had to tell Seven that they had to slow down. Her body needed time to adjust.

But somehow, the drone seemed to know her words before they even left her throat. Without direction or plea, Seven removed her searching fingers from the woman's body. And with a touch that was equal parts gentle as well as playful, the drone searched her liquid folds for her hardened swell of flush.

Kathryn kept her eyes tightly closed as she concentrated on the sensation of the new and wonderful touch. Seven's fingers were dancing across the soft swelling surface of her open body with a tenderness that the woman had never even dreamed possible. No one else had ever been quite so gentle with her. And almost instantly, Kathryn felt her body languish in its own moisture.

And even though she found the touch nothing short of an exquisite display of pleasure, the drone refused to give into her baser need. Kathryn needed rhythm and pressure to achieve the pinnacle she so desperately wanted. But Seven's touch had no decisive focus. The drone seemed to only be wandering the length of her folds merely content to tease her with the promise of a greater passion.

Frustrated, the woman lowered her hips trying to achieve more contact between her wet flesh and the drone's wandering hand. It was only then that Seven seemed to get the message. Carefully, she applied a slow but firm touch to Kathryn's most sensitive nub of flesh.

In an expert manner befitting only a Borg drone, Seven touched the woman, playing her body like a finely tuned instrument. Kathryn gasped enjoying the sensation as it washed over her flushed body. This was what the woman wanted. This was what she had been aching for.

Slowly, she felt her hips beginning to move in a familiar rhythm that in some way Kathryn had worried she had somehow managed to forget. But despite her long and lonely self-imposed celibacy, it would seem that her body was beginning to remember the familiar manners of sex. She could feel her arousal peaking and knew that she had to be drenching Seven in the moisture of her need.

Clearly, she could remember that wonderful night when Seven had touched her mouth to her liquid need. The drone had brought her pleasure then. It had overwhelmed her. But even that one long and beautiful exchange of passion hadn't even begun to prepare her for this night. Because now, Seven was obviously unafraid to take what she wanted.

And now, things seemed to moving so quickly. Her insides were quivering and tightening at Seven's perfect touch. And her outsides were slicked in sweat and building to a furious blush with the demand of her release.

She felt her uncertainty fall away as all her years as a sexual being came back to mind. Even though it had been ages since she felt the intimate touch of a lover, Kathryn was beginning to feel more confident in her own body's ability to experience pleasure. She couldn't remember the last time that she had felt more alive. Her heart was hammering in her chest. Her lungs were reaching for air. Even her hair fell humidly to the sides of her face, sticking to her skin with the drench of raw need.

The woman knew that it was going to happen at any moment. She just needed a few more sharp presses from Seven and the momentum would finally crest. It was strange to be there, hovering above her lover. Kathryn almost felt like she was waiting for it, waiting for the moment when her body would finally fall into Seven's.

Deftly, she reached her hands up wiping the sweat and hair from her brow. Her small but firm breasts had swollen and hardened under the onslaught of pleasure. Her mouth was moaning and panting. Kathryn knew that it would happen any second. She wouldn't have to wait much longer. She just needed a little bit more.

But right when her body was about to give into the need that had building, it happened. Right when her body was about to scream forth it's pleasure. Seven stopped giving her the one and only thing that had quickened her in ages.

The woman didn't even have time to register the lack in contact before the ache began. Before Kathryn couldn't even question the change in her lover's touch, the drone had swiftly slipped three long fingers into the liquid depth of her body. And like before, her body instantly buckled at the touch.

Immediately, Kathryn fell forward trying to brace herself against the drone's body. She had given too much of her weight to Seven and now that her lover's touch had changed, Kathryn felt her body more deeply penetrated then before. The woman opened her eyes and stared into the shining blue one of her lover. Seven was simply studying her, in a somewhat curious manner.

"Seven?" Kathryn panted trying her best to regroup from the sudden change in their lovemaking.

She had been expecting an orgasm. She had been expecting another gentle flick landing across the surface of her liquid folds. She hadn't been expecting another long, full, and somewhat uncomfortable harsh touch from her lover.

Kathryn found herself rolling between the rather extreme emotions of surprise, frustration and just a bit of anger. She knew that it should have been quite apparent to the drone, with all her enhanced senses that this was not the touch that she wanted. And she also couldn't help but feel that Seven was teasing her by playing with her body's need.

And if that was the case, Kathryn had every intention of having a few short words with the drone. But she looked down into Seven's wide and unblinking eye and knew that she had no intention of teasing her. Kathryn tried to remember how innocent Seven really was.

The drone wasn't versed in the manners of appropriate bedroom behavior. There was a lot that she still had to learn. And there was a lot of ground that Kathryn realized she needed to teach.

So gently, Kathryn reached down with her own hand and wrapped it around Seven's wrist. It was time to begin their first lesson. And right now, Kathryn had every intention of showing the drone just how to finish what had already been so expertly started.

Part 02

But Kathryn was surprised by the resistance she encountered. Seven wouldn't move her hand. And the woman, with only her normal human strength, was no match for the drone.

"Seven?" She began, panting the drone's name with the slightest bit of helplessness to her cry.

Kathryn wasn't used to feeling so spent. Her body was a raw bundle of nerves that had long ago become desperate and wanton. And her emotions, well they were quite busy churning away with frustration and need. There were things that she had to have from this encounter. There were ways that she had to be touched and pleasured. And gods help her, Kathryn was determined to have Seven see to each and every one of her needs.

The former Captain felt all her instincts to command well within. She had no qualms about telling Seven where she needed to be touched. And she saw no shame in demonstrating just how she liked to be handled.

But again when the woman found her bearings, Kathryn still found she was unable to move. Her legs had been spread wide to accommodate the drone's larger body beneath her own. And now when she tried to move away from the touch that had become more then slightly uncomfortable, she found Seven to be most uncooperative in her endeavors to move.

"Seven?" She whispered the drone's name staring down into the crystal blue eye.

Kathryn had been expecting to see confusion or a blissful ignorance crossing the drone's youthful features. She had firmly believed that Seven had no idea what she was doing. She thought that Seven needed her tutelage and guidance.

But now, as she looked down onto the drone's face Kathryn knew that she had been wrong. There was no confusion or uncertainty found in the depths of Seven's eye. There was only calmness, enveloped by a large shadow of lust.

"Seven?" Kathryn asked trying to draw the drone out of her arousal. It was clear that Seven hadn't even heard her. She realized that the drone had been far more focused on the sheen of her body and the gentle lift of her breasts.

"Shh?" Seven gently admonished her finally pulling out of her reverie.

Kathryn looked down and watched as the drone blinked away her thoughts and distance. But when Seven finally focused on her, it was with an intent that sent spirals of warning right up and down the woman's spine. The drone had no intention of letting her go, of altering her touch. And Kathryn could feel her annoyance begin to well.

"Come here?" Seven muttered, reaching up with her implant to draw the woman more firmly onto her body.

At first, she resisted the gentle press of the implant against her back. She hadn't noticed the shape that Seven had formed it into. And at the moment, Kathryn really didn't care. But no matter what its form, the woman knew the raw potential that it had. She knew that Seven could easily use it to force her into any position that the drone might fancy.

And the very thought had all her insides balking in outrage. Kathryn had had many male lovers that certainly were stronger then she. But no one she had ever been with had even the tiniest fraction of Seven's raw Borg strength. And while the thought frightened her, in a way, it also aroused her.

She looked down at Seven, fully preparing to demand her release. After all, she wasn't someone that liked to be handled or bullied so carelessly. But when she looked down into Seven's wide-open eye, she could tell that she had been wrong once again about the drone's intent.

She could tell that Seven was receiving no callous delight from the enjoyment of her superior strength. It was clear on every line in the drone's face that Seven only wanted to love her. And she wasn't trying to be some sort of brute. She was only trying to draw Kathryn closer, to love her. And it was lucky for the drone that her human lover ultimately recognized her intent.

Finally, Kathryn gave into the soft pressure nestling against the swell in her lower back. She allowed her body to slip onto the drone's relishing the contact as Seven drew her that much closer. And just when she found her voice to ask for her much needed pleasure, Seven captured her mouth in a long wet kiss.

The kiss was distracting as Seven's gentle tongue made her forget the slight ache between her legs. The kiss was so enveloping, hot, and needy that Kathryn didn't even notice the gentle moment when Seven moved beneath her. With a stealthy tenderness, Kathryn finally felt her hips being adjusted to easily straddle the drone. And with much appreciation, the human realized that her knees had finally been comfortably lowered to the mattress.

She could still feel Seven's fingers moving within her. But now, they weren't as deep or full as before. She could control the level of contact between them. And Kathryn eagerly groaned into Seven's mouth as she felt her hips begin to rock of their own accord.

This was what Kathryn wanted. She was now able to easily manage the ebb and flow of her own passion. And in gratitude, she found herself greedily sucking the long length of Seven's tongue.

It only took several short and somewhat spastic rocks onto the length of Seven's hand before Kathryn felt the trembling begin. It came slowly, welling from a place deep within her abdomen. But then it spread like electric wildfire encapsulating every single nerve of her body. And by the time it was all over, she lay spent and panting, heaving for breath against the ample swell of Seven's breasts.

Kathryn lay helpless against her lover, content in the knowledge that Seven could easily absorb the weight of her body. The woman relaxed fully letting her muscles stretch and release into the depths of the stronger body beneath her. And that's when it happened. Kathryn felt the tentative touch of a metal implant trailing the length of her spine. Curiously, she lay perfectly still not wanting to startle Seven with her movement. The woman only wanted to absorb the sensations, she wanted to truly feel the drone's touch.

"Are you undamaged?" Seven asked in crisp but soft tones.

Eagerly, Kathryn pulled her weight into her arms and leaned up to look down at her lover. She saw a soft smirk spreading across the drone's full lips and Kathryn knew without a doubt that she was now in fact, being teased. And the woman decided that some turn about was definitely needed.

"You know I'm fine." Kathryn answered playfully scowling at her lover. It was a strange thought for her, but the woman realized that with all of her enhanced senses Seven would probably know before she did if she had been harmed or injured in any way.

"Good. Because there is much that we have yet to do." Seven said allowing the woman to catch the lusty stare in her eye.

And before Kathryn could think of a response, the drone reared up off the bed capturing the woman in another soul searing kiss. This time Kathryn felt the implant shape and mold to perfectly fit the width of her back. But she only noticed the shifting metal with a mild curiosity. Because now, she had Seven. And no matter what form she came in Kathryn knew that she would always desire the beautiful blonde drone.

Part 03

The woman easily fell into the depths of her lover. Seven's body was just so plentiful and soft. There was so much there for Kathryn to explore. And the woman couldn't help but admit how very drawn she was to the hard yet yielding metal that covered the drone in beautiful arcs and stripes.

"This is different?so different then I ever thought it would be." Kathryn murmed lifting her lips from the mouth of her drone.

"Different? How?" Seven asked in a strange tone laced with all the familiar strands of her insatiable curiosity.

"Well, I never in my wild dreams thought that you would be quite so good at this?or so passionate." Kathryn confessed in a low husky voice that sent tremors up and down the length of Seven's waiting body.

"I believe that you are well aware of my natural desire to suceed at whatever I do." Seven whispered back taking the quiet moment to steal a gentle kiss from the woman that she loved.

"Well trust me, your performance was more then successful. It was perfect." Kathryn said in a voice that spoke of sincerity and trust.

"I am glad." Seven answered, as she allowed her human hand to wander up the length of Kathryn's body.

The human was more then content to lean into the gentle caress of the hand at her cheek. She nuzzled the flesh still feeling quite satiated and spent by her body's recent efforts. She had every intention of showing Seven just how much she loved the attention lavished upon her. The woman wanted desperately to make love to the drone. She only needed a moment's respite to luxuriate in the warmth and the tenderness of the shared silence.

But Seven seemed to have other ideas. The hand that had been so gentle and tender scant seconds ago, had suddenly become demanding in its exploration of her form. The drone traced the outline of the woman's soft lips until Kathryn agreed to open her mouth and gently suck on the flesh offered to her.

She was gentle as she rolled her tongue back and forth across Seven's flesh. And the drone seemed to be enjoying the attention bestowed upon her. Her head fell back against the pillow allowing her blonde tendrils to scatter in every different direction.

Kathryn began to notice the slight taste of musk as she mouthed the depths of Seven's fingers. On some level the woman knew that she was sampling the moisture of her own body. And Kathryn, for all her traditional pragmatism found the whole thing quite arousing. Her scent, her liquid, had wafted across the drone's skin. And it had all been accomplished because Seven had explored only the inner most part of her body.

But all too soon, the drone withdrew her skin from the woman's mouth. And just when Kathryn was about to protest the sudden change in their intimacy, she felt Seven began a steady downward climb on her body. She looked down and saw that Seven had begun the task of trailing long wet strokes down the very surface of her breasts.

The drone seemed to be studying every nuance of her flesh as she stoked her fingers across one soft mound before traveling to the other. The touch was gentle, but deft in its accuracy. And like a crackling storm, Kathryn felt her arousal returning.

Seven was soft and tender and she traced one nipple and then the other. And nearly instantly, Kathryn felt her flesh hardned in response. The drone was so completely perfect at touching and exploring the skin of her body. It seemed that she always knew the exact right angle, the perfect amount of pressure, and the exact right time to move or shift her approach.

And that's when it struck her, it was all too perfect. Only the Hive would take their relentless pursuit of perfection and bring it right into the bedroom. Only the Borg would take something as tender and spontaneous as making love and turn it into nothing more then a science experiment of physical effeciancy.

"Seven, don't!" Kathryn hissed sharply under her breath as she tried rather unsuccesfully to dislodge herself from the Borg's outstretched form.

"I have done something to offend you?" Seven asked confused by the sudden change in the woman's mood.

She had been certain that Kathryn had been enjoying her touch. Her implants had been steadily monitoring all of the woman's bioorganic responses. And as far as she could tell, Kathryn Janeway was right in the middle of a full on erotic onslaught.

"No, no you haven't done anything to offend me." Kathryn hasitly answered realizing that now was a time to choice her words carefully.

She didn't know how to explain her feelings to the drone. But she certainly didn't want to hurt Seven. Discussions of sex with a young and naﶥ lover were difficult enough without adding the rather precarious state of her own naked form.

"Then please explain." Seven said rather cautiously. Her native instinct was to put a harsher and more demanding tone in her voice. But at the moment, she sensed that it would only further estrange her lover who seemed to be growing more uncomfortable with every spent minute.

"I don't know how to say this." Kathryn murmured unable to meet the questioning gaze of Seven's blue eye.

"Try." Seven said with the sharper tone that the woman had come to expect from the drone.

"It's just that Seven?why were you touching me like that?" Kathryn asked finally daring to meet the confused glare of her lover.

"Like what? Did I touch you in some manner that you found displeasing?" Seven asked wondering if she had somehow managed to inadvertenly hurt the woman without realizing it.

"No, that's not it at all. Seven, maybe we should move a bit?" Kathryn murmed trying to find a way to make them both more comfortable.

And as it were, she was still spread across the length of Seven's naked form. It wasn't the most appropriate position to have this type of conversation in. She just didn't know how to tell Seven that she wanted the drone to make love to her. She wanted Seven to touch her with emotion and passion. She didn't want to be studied and analyzed like another one of the drone's science projects. She wanted a connection from Seven.

But as she tried to roll away, Kathryn realized that it was more then that. She didn't simply want an expression of torrid romance and sulty wantoness. She needed to know the drone intimately. She needed to feel Seven's hunger for her. She couldn't settle for less.

She had settled for clinical physicallity on more then one occasion. Every other lover she had ever had had eventually boiled down to an exercise in perfectly charted sexual behaviar. But she loved Seven too much to agree to muted passion and expected touches. She had to know that for Seven, this relationship was equally as important.

She had to know that Seven's humanity craved her. She had to know that as a woman, Seven hungered for her. But more then that, Kathryn realized that deep down a part of her had been waiting silently this whole time for one single declaration of love.

Part 04

"Kathryn please, whatever is troubling you?I want to know." Seven said in a soft voice rich in velvet sincerity.

The woman looked down at her naked form. She felt vulnerable and completely exposed. But Seven didn't seem to mind their joint nakedness. In fact, Kathryn was certain that she had never seen the drone so terribly confident. And it was a circumstance that she found strangely disconcerting.

"I don't know how to?" Kathryn tried to explain but only ended up biting off her words. She didn't know how to clarify her feelings to the drone. She didn't even know if Seven could understand.

"Am I an experiment?" Kathryn asked finding her question wholly insufficient to the wide berth of emotion she was actually experiencing.

"What?" Seven asked in a low hushed voice. She realized that the woman was struggling with something. She didn't want to push the former captain. She knew all too well that when it came to emotions Kathryn Janeway would much rather run.

"The way you were touching me?it?it was perfect." Kathryn mumbled absolutely convinced that she was indeed making no sense.

"If that is the case then I fail to see the cause of your distress." Seven answered with a sharpness to her words that hadn't been there before.

"I don't know why you?" The woman began but quickly and resolutely closed her mouth.

The drone was annoyed with her. But more then that, she could tell that Seven was silently mocking her. Here she was, Seven's former mentor on humanity, completely at a loss for words during the most important turning point of their relationship.

She should be calm, rational, and in control. She should be the one explaining away the nuances of emotions that often accompanied sexual experience. Instead, she couldn't even seem to explain her own feelings.

"Just never mind." Kathryn snapped turning to anger in the wake of her confusion.

Quickly, she tried once again to garner the weight of her own body from the strength of Seven's arms. But again, her struggle was useless. She wouldn't be leaving the bed without Seven's consent. And at the moment, it would seem that Seven was all too entertained by her futile resistance.

"Seven, let go!" Kathryn slurred, finding a bitterness that made her seem young and almost childish.

But when the drone heard the innocence in the woman's voice she immediately hid her spreading smile. And yet she couldn't seem to control her mirth. Kathryn Janeway was so tender and alive when she truly gave into her feelings. Seven was beginning to think that she never before seen the woman so in tune with herself.

Yet, she knew that the game had to stop. Kathryn was growing frustrated and Seven knew all too well what would happen if the stubborn woman decided to become angry with her. It was time to end the woman's confusion. And even if Kathryn didn't understand the feelings of her own heart, Seven did. After all, the drone had fallen in love with the brazen woman a long time ago.

"Kathryn, stop?" Seven gently chided taking the woman's clenched fists in the flush of her palm and implant. The woman looked down at the stranger picture her hands made in the bounds of Seven's steel. She knew better then to keep struggling.

"If you need to hear me tell you how I feel about you, I will. I would have volunteered the sentiment earlier but I know how reticent you can become when confronted by certain emotions. I didn't want to frighten you or burden with too much too soon. But if you want to know, I will tell you. All you have to do is ask." Seven said calmly explaining away the situation to her lover.

Kathryn looked up surprised to find that Seven had in fact understood her plight so well. And the drone was offering up the one piece of information that she needed. But now that Seven had reached out the woman didn't know what to do.

She was terribly frightened. But she was more frightened by her own heart then she was by all the technology found in the hive. She loved Seven. Somewhere between the anger and the fear she had managed to fall in love with tall beautiful drone.

And there was always the possibility that Seven couldn't or wouldn't return her feelings. But when she stared into Seven's soft blue eye, Kathryn knew that wouldn't be the case. Seven most assuredly did care for her. She even realized that the drone might actually love her. And that perhaps was what frightened her most of all.

If Seven loved her then Kathryn knew all was certainly lost. She could so easily give everything up to the drone. She could surrender her body, her heart, and even her humanity. She would do it all, if only Seven could love her with half the wild abandon capable of her beating human need.

And that was a thought that terrified the soft tender woman. Her humanity would vanish if she were to take up with the drone. She would surely give herself over to this life, to this technology, to these strange ideals if only Seven would agree to be hers. And Kathryn didn't know if she couldn't handle losing everything she had been? simply because her heart decided to fall in love.

"We do not have to discuss this if you do not wish." Seven whispered gently cupping the face of her human lover.

She could see the confusion washing across Kathryn's features. The woman needed to hear this. The woman needed to know. But Seven wouldn't push her.

"Seven?please?" Kathryn mumbled finally allowing the quiet part of her soul to take the decision from her hands. No matter what answer Seven gave her; the woman knew it would have long standing consequences.

Gently, Seven pushed the woman off her body. Kathryn was confused at first until she felt the soft gentle swell of the mattress against her back. Seven really didn't know why she had indulged the sudden compunction to move Kathryn beneath her body.

But she supposed that it had something to do with intimacy. She wanted to look the woman in the eyes. She wanted to watch her words as Kathryn absorbed them. And yet more then that, she wanted the woman to feel safe and protected.

Her body was larger then the woman's and it settled gently around Kathryn's smaller limbs. She wanted the human to know that she was sheltered from everything that had come before. She wanted Kathryn to know that now, they had each other and nothing could ever come between them. Voyager was long gone as were their respective responsibilities. She needed Kathryn to know that the woman no longer shouldered the burden of command. Here in the hive, she was simply Kathryn Janeway, the woman who had stolen Seven's heart.

"Kathryn?" She murmured gently stroking the woman's face with the flushed heat of her warm human palm.

Kathryn seemed to eye her in something akin to eager anticipation. And the drone wanted the wait to end. They had come much too far to let things like mere words separate them from one another.

"I love you. But you already knew that. In way, I think that I've always loved you." Seven said with a soft voice filled with honesty.

And it truly came as no surprise to her when the woman beneath her gently shed the tears that filled her eyes. To her, Kathryn seemed relieved and a bit surprised. Her breath seemed to catch in her throat and for a split second Seven wondered if she might have some sort of medical emergency on her hands. But instead, there were only the soft whispered words that Seven had been waiting so desperately long to hear.

"I love you too." Kathryn answered knowing that without question, her fate had certainly been sealed.

There was no turning back now. Deep inside her being, Seven now owned a piece of her soul. And though taken in love and tenderness, Kathryn knew that from now till eternity she would forever be connected to Seven. Because surely without the drone by her side, she would never again be whole?