With a tip of her implant adorned brow, she tried again.

"Breasts."

Janeway jerked, bolting upright at the mention of her favorite word. She blinked groggily for a moment before her vision came into focus, revealing a rather amused yet stoic ex-Borg. She smirked crookedly.

"You minx," she said. The parts of her auburn mane that were not plastered to her cheek with dried spittle were sticking out at mathematically implausible angles, and Seven thought she looked impossibly stupid, albeit undeniably cute.

Seven stood, taking her Captain's hand and leading her to the couch where she sat, pulling the smaller form comfortably onto her lap. She used the back of her hand to wipe Janeway's face and ran her long, agile fingers through the tousled hair in a fruitless attempt to straighten it before leaning in for a kiss.

Janeway grunted happily, pulling the larger woman down next to her and snuggling against her as they continued to kiss for several long moments. Seven nipped her lower lip, eliciting a soft moan from her elder, who noted how much the young woman had improved in such a short time.

"God, I love you." said Janeway as they parted.

Seven raised a brow as she began to stroke the mess of auburn again.

"God is not the one kissing you."

Janeway smiled, running her hands over Seven's side.

"You are my god, darling."

Seven contemplated that for a moment before relenting with a subtle nod.

"Acceptable," she said, ceasing the futile attempts at grooming Janeway. "But I was not aware Starfleet Captains took naps. You are getting old."

Janeway grunted indignantly, "I'm not old."

"Of course not," Seven's hand was trailing down Janeway's abdomen, "But it is in my limited experience that aged liquor is the best liquor."

The Captain jerked as the ex-Borg cupped her intimately, a wide grin splayed across her face.

"Hmm…I have to disagree with you there."

"So it is as B'Elanna tells me."

"What?"

"You are a Cougar."

Janeway blinked a moment, wondering if those words had actually came out of Seven's mouth, before giving the other woman a randy smirk and reaching back to squeeze the ex-Borg's supple ass.

"I'll have to speak to the Lieutenant about that, one of these days."