Laboratory Diversion
 

Kathryn drummed her fingers boredly against the console she was leaning against, and peered at the screen which held Seven's attention. Lines of data were scrolling across the screen faster than she could focus on any of them as Seven searched for the information she wanted.

Kathryn checked the chronometer on the console.

She'd been waiting almost an hour.

Sighing deeply to restrain her impatience, she flicked through some of the readily available options on the available console, but she found she'd already exhausted the options of productive work she could achieve from here.

"If you are bored," Seven said, startling her, "go to your quarters. I will meet you there."

"I don't want to wait for you there," Kathryn replied, aware she sounded a trifle sulky. "I'll wait here, and then we can go together."

"As you wish." Seven's attention returned to her work.

Kathryn idly ran her eyes along the lines of Seven's body, tracing each dip and swell beneath the form-fitting fabric with her gaze, visualising the flesh beneath. Her memory furnished details Seven's clothing obscured, allowing her imagination free roam across her lover's body.

First, she decided, she would kiss the soft, full lips now faintly pursed in concentration, until Seven's attention was fully diverted to Kathryn herself. Then she would trace kisses along Seven's jawline to nuzzle at her neck. She could easily occupy herself there, but by then her hands, having slid from Seven's waist to stroke that long, slender back, would have found the catch that held Seven's outfit in place, and nothing would do but slowly to peel away that obscuring fabric to reveal the warm, tender skin it hid...

Seven needed to use the console she was leaning on. Their bodies brushed together as Kathryn moved out of her way, and the smaller woman felt her breath quicken slightly. In her mind's eye she saw Seven's shoulders revealed to the touch of her lips and tongue, and she imagined the taste of her skin as Seven's clothing was pulled inexorably away...

Almost too soon the deep blue fabric would be lowered enough to grant access to Seven's breasts. Kathryn could almost feel the sensation of the soft, soft flesh against her lips, of warm skin puckering against her tongue. Without conscious will she found herself beginning the motion of reaching for Seven, and had consciously to still her hand.

Enough of the tantalisingly slow drawing-down of Seven's clothing - now she would pull the material away completely, watch as Seven stepped from her heels before returning to nuzzle at the sweet perfection before her. With lips and tongue she would tantalise Seven further as her hands were free to roam across her body, until -

"Kathryn."

Kathryn was startled from her fantasy by Seven's voice, and opened her eyes (which had, she realised, drifted closed) to see Seven standing in front of her.

"Uh... yes, Seven?" she managed to reply, struggling to refocus her attention.

"My work is complete. Shall we return to your quarters?"

Kathryn smiled brilliantly. "Definitely."