Don't You?

"Come on, Seven, everybody fantasizes."

Torres looked up at the former Borg. "Yeah," she agreed. "Don't you?"

Seven froze, feeling the blood drain from her face. She knew the question  was rhetorical, but it caught her so off guard. A moment later she had composed herself, but not before both Torres and Kim n oticed her lapse.

"Seven?" Torres looked intrigued. "You do fantasize, don't you. What about ?"

The ex-Borg glared resolutely down at the workstation in front of her, as  if it was responsible for putting her in this mess of a conversation. "That's irrelevant," she snapped.

"Come on, Seven," Kim prodded. "After all, we saw the Doctor's fantasies.  Why not hear a few of yours?"

Seven glared icily at the young ensign and then pointedly ignored him. The two other officers got the hint and went back to their work.

As the regeneration cycle started and held her firm in its grip, Seven fel t her mind drifting. It wasn't completely conscious, however, unlike most dreams, she could somewhat control the direction of he r thoughts. As always, she directed them toward a certain auburn-haired captain.

~*~

"Warning. Regeneration cycle incomplete."

Seven's eyes opened and she automatically took a step forward, nearly coll iding with Kathryn.

"Captain?" Seven asked, noting with not-quite-clinical disinterest how Kat hryn's pupils had dilated.

"Seven," Kathryn said softly, her voice warm and low. "I think we need to  talk."

Seven frowned. "About what, Captain?"

Kathryn smiled and took Seven's hand, leading her down off the dais. "Call me Kathryn," she invited. "And come to my quarters with me. We can talk there."

Mystified, Seven could only comply. She noticed that Kathryn hadn't let go of her hand, but didn't feel compelled to pull away, so she tentatively wrapped her fingers around Kathryn's.

They got to Kathryn quarters in record time, and sat down together on the  couch. Minutes passed in silence. Finally Seven broke it.

"Cap - Kathryn? You said you wanted to speak with me."

Kathryn smiled again, and Seven noticed how the room suddenly seemed both  warmer and brighter, as if Kathryn's smile was a fire burning in the stillness of the room. "Yes, Annika, I did." She  paused. "You don't mind me calling you Annika, do you? It's such a beautiful name, and it suits you quite well."

Seven hesitated. "You may call me Annika," she finally said.

"Good," Kathryn purred. Seven blinked. "Annika, how much research have you done on human mating rituals?"

Seven frowned, wondering where this line of questioning was going. "I have acquired thirty thousand giga-quads of information on it."

Kathryn nodded. "All right, and how much of that is on female-female relat ionships?"

Seven blinked in surprise. "None. I was unaware such relationships existed ."

"Oh, Annika," Kathryn sighed. "I suppose that's not surprising. After all, the Doctor probably wouldn't want you to know."

"Kathryn?"

Kathryn suddenly reached a hand up to caress Seven's cheek. "Have you ever thought about personal research?"

"Are you suggesting that I engage in sexual activities?"

Grinning, Kathryn curled her hand around the back of Seven's neck and pull ed her closer. She tilted her head up to meet Seven's, and just as their lips brushed against each other, she whispered,  "That's exactly what I'm suggesting."

Their lips met in a full, passionate kiss, desperation fueling their movem ents, urging them to press closer.

Seven broke the kiss. "Captain!" she gasped in shock.

Kathryn pressed her fingers over Seven's lips. "Shhh," she whispered. "Let yourself feel, Annika." She looked deeply into the younger woman's darkened blue eyes. "I won't leave you."

Surrendering to Kathryn's tender seduction, Seven fell forward, fusing her lips again with Kathryn's.

Tongues dueled intimately as they pressed closer together, moaning. Seven  suddenly gasped when she felt Kathryn's hand lightly caress her breast.

"Is this okay?" Kathryn asked quietly.

Seven took in a gulp of air. "Yes," she breathed, taking Kathryn's other h and and pressing it against her as well. They both felt Seven's nipples tighten at the sensation, and they kissed again.

Gradually their kisses and light petting evolved into heavier petting, and Kathryn led Seven to her bedroom. They stood beside the bed, staring nervously at each other, each unsure exactly how to proceed. Finally Kathryn took a deep breath and removed her turtleneck, the uniform jacket having already been lost to the floor in the livingroom.

At the unspoken invitation, Seven stepped forward and pulled off Kathryn's tank top, leaving her bare from the waist up. Her eyes widened.

"You're… perfect," she murmured. Almost without her knowledge, Seven's han ds traveled lightly up Kathryn's sides to cup her breasts, nearly swaying on her feet at the feel of the silky smooth ski n in her palms.

Kathryn moaned, then gasped as Seven started flicking her thumbs back and  forth over the tight nipples. "God, Annika…" she breathed. Almost desperately, she reached behind Seven's neck to the cl asp of the biosuit. She quickly undid it and peeled the suit away from Seven's skin, revealing creamy skin and soft, pliant breasts . The fabric was immediately abandoned as soon as Seven's breasts were free from their confinement, and Kathryn dropped her h ead down to take a soft nipple in her mouth, playing with the other one with her fingers.

The nipples hardened instantaneously and Kathryn gently grazed the one wit h her teeth, causing Seven to cry out and clutch Kathryn's head closer to her breast. Kathryn felt Seven wobble sligh tly in her arms and gently maneuvered them onto the bed, leaning over the younger woman to force her onto her back, Kathryn straddli ng her hips, all the while never letting her fingers or mouth leave Seven's breasts.

Kathryn lowered herself so that her sex was pressing against Seven's and s lowly started to undulate her hips, grinding herself into the woman beneath her. Seven gasped and arched her back, wrapp ing her arms around Kathryn to pull her closer, seeking fuller contact.

"Need more," Seven whimpered, tugging at the clasp of Kathryn's uniform pa nts. Kathryn immediately stood and disrobed completely, then peeled the biosuit the rest of the way off Seven's body, d ropping both articles of clothing on the floor. They both gasped as they saw each other fully nude for the first time, a single thoug ht running through their minds as one. 'Amazing.'

Their passion exploded as soon as Kathryn's body touched Seven's again, an d their hands roamed with a fevered pitch. Kathryn got a sudden inspiration and with Herculean effort, pulled herself  away from Seven.

"Kathryn?" Seven asked, mildly confused at the sudden loss of sensation.

Smiling seductively, Kathryn didn't answer with words, but gently maneuver ed hers and Seven's legs so that her sex could press against Seven's, clits touching and juices mingling.

"Kathryn!" Seven shrieked, arching sharply and almost climaxing right then .

Shuddering, the auburn-haired beauty tightly hugged Seven's thigh, grindin g herself into the taller woman, pushing them both closer and closer to climax. She could feel Seven shuddering under her, and ground down harder, sending the other woman flying off the edge with a scream that must have been heard on deck 15. Kathryn moaned , feeling herself rush closer to ecstasy, coming with her own shout of pleasure when Seven suddenly pinched her nipples hard, twi sting them in a firm grasp.

Seven gently pulled Kathryn down to lay atop her, running her hands down h er back in soothing circles. "I love you," she whispered into damp strands of auburn hair.

Kathryn moaned slightly. "I love you, too, Annika," she sighed, snuggling  closer to her lover.

They made love off and on throughout the night, getting little sleep as th ey lay in each other's arms, kissing and caressing for hours until finally it was time to get up for their duty shifts. They p arted company only after assuring the other that they would meet again that evening to spend another night in Kathryn's bed.

~*~

"Regeneration cycle complete."

Seven opened her eyes and automatically took a step forward. The erotic im ages that entertained her mind during regeneration slowly faded, and she headed to the sonic shower to wash away  all remnants of her dreams, evaporating from her thighs and dark blonde curls like the sweat on Kathryn's skin, in the dream.

Her shower complete, Seven quickly dressed in a new biosuit and headed to  Astrometrics, ready to face another day, ready to face her love and lover of her fantasies.