She barely had her tunic past her shoulders when Seven started walking towards her. She stood before her on the lower level, ripping the rest of her uniform off her body, obviously wanting to join in the fun. 'Always so impatient' Janeway thought as she pushed her lover backwards a few steps and onto her desk crawling on top of her.

Janeway set to work devouring her lips with passionate abandon while her hand fondled a breast. Seven smiled in contentment as she ran her hands over her Captains luscious body.

"Oh, that damn data padd," Janeway whispered as her hand snaked its way down her abdomen to play in the triangle of blonde curls, "I can't believe it hit you in the head! Are you okay?"

"Umm hmmm," Seven responded.

Her fingers worked their way into the wetness that had gathered between Sevens legs and stroked her swollen nodule, eliciting a gasp from the other woman as she arched her back. "I can't believe he scanned you! And how did it show so many of my skin cells?"

"Mmm, Kathryn," Seven mumbled.

Janeway circled her fingers around Sevens entrance, teasing her with agonising slowness, "We've always been cautious to neutralize any contaminates, obviously we have to be more careful in the future"

"Mmm, Kathryn, stop teasing me," Seven begged.

Janeway looked down at the pained, pleading expression on Seven of Nine's face and smiled devilishly. "Oh I'm sorry darling, did you want something?"

"Oh, Kathryn please…"

"Tell me what you want, my darling" Janeway tormented further, prolonging the anticipation as she sucked on a nipple. "I want to hear you say it."

"I want you to…" Seven whimpered between breaths as she involuntarily bucked her hips towards her Captain's tantalizing fingers. "Oh please, Captain. Inside me, now"

Janeway smirked as she heard her young lover use her official title, and felt a crashing wave of arousal pulse through her at the authority it offered her. She liked being in control.

After long moments that she was sure must have been agonising for the young woman, Janeway took pity and abruptly plunged two fingers into the blonde's damp heat, feeling her internal muscles clamp down on her fingers, squeezing hungrily.

Seven's back arched off the desk raising her hips to meet each thrust, groaning with pleasure wanting more.

Janeway entered a third finger inside her, stretching her tight walls further and increased the speed and power of her thrusts, slowly building her up to a frenzied state, her thumb circling her engorged nub as she worked.

"Oh, yes, yes," Seven moaned, urging her lover on.

She watched the young woman's face as it contorted under her torturous assault. "I'm going to… I'm going to… Oh Kathryn!" she screamed as her climax descended on her shaking her body with a multitude of tremors.

Janeway slowed her movements as she guided her young lover through her orgasm. When she felt the tremors subside, she slowly crawled up her body to hold and caress the whimpering woman whispering words of love and devotion as she coddled her.

"Oh Kathryn, that was wonderful" she said through teary eyes as she held her close.

"Glad to be of service" she grinned quite pleased with herself.

They panted and cuddled a few precious moments as they recovered, only getting up to clothe themselves when the hard desk below them started to feel uncomfortable and the perspiration on their bodies made them feel a little chilled in the cool ready room.

"You know, we may have to stop this… for a while" Janeway said, pulling on her tank top. "He's going to be watching our every move"

Seven looked at her sharply, the look on her face told Janeway that she was not pleased with that idea.

"I have severed our prior association. He is irrelevant. What I do with my time is my own."

"I'll be damned if I let him take over my position as Captain of Voyager. We can't give him any opportunity to prove we've been fucking like rabbits the last few weeks."

"But I enjoy 'fucking like rabbits'."

"I know you do darling," her expression softened as she caressed her cheek. "And God know I do too, but it's too risky at the moment. We just have to wait a couple of months until this all blows over. Then we can be together and I won't care who knows it."

Seven looked at her with a self-righteous expression. "You will not be able to wait that long."

Janeway raised an eyebrow at the arrogance in the statement, although, she couldn't exactly dispute its validity.

"Seven, we have to try. Imagine if he scanned you at the moment. My DNA is all over you! How could we explain my skin cells between your legs, or my saliva on you breasts, and God only knows what other bodily fluids we have exchanged in the last hour!"

Seven stared at her as if she was trying to change her mind through force of will, however Janeway wouldn't let up, and Seven sensed by the look in her eyes that any further arguments would be futile. "I will comply."

"Good. Now go down to sickbay immediately and get the Doctor to run a Level 5 bio-purification filter on you. Let's not leave any trace of this encounter for Chakotay to use as ammunition against us, hmm?"

"Very well. And yourself?"

"I will be down in a little while, after you've left. It may look a bit suspicious if we both walked in together. Just make sure that if you see Chakotay in the corridor on the way wielding a tricorder - make yourself scarce!"

"As you wish" Seven acquiesced and turned on her heel to leave.

"Oh Seven" Janeway stopped her before she got too far, "We may not get a chance to do this for a while," and claimed her lips for one last passionate kiss, which only succeeded in leaving them both wanting more.

She gave her butt a playful smack "Now get out of here before I change my mind."

**

Chapter 3

4 years earlier

Seven of Nine, formerly the Tertiary Adjunct to Unimatrix 01, walked out of the turbo lift with her usual long stride. Her cortical implant and her biological mind had been working for hours in concert processing vast amounts of data that she had downloaded from her alcove.

She had been trying to rationalise her body's recent behaviour, lately its physical reactions to a certain redhead seemed to have a mind of its own and was causing all sorts of turmoil in her once orderly mind. To someone who had spent 18 years of her life as a Borg drone, these new emotions and feelings were disconcerting, to say the least, but also tremendously exciting.

Her heart fluttered in anticipation as she stood at the door of her Captains quarters and waited for a response to the chime.

And waited…

There was no answer.

"Computer what is the location of Captain Janeway?"

"Captain Janeway is in her quarters"

Seven rang the chime a second and third time, but there was still no answer. She was taken aback; this had never happened to her before. Captain Janeway had always been available to her whenever she had requested admittance to her quarters.

She slapped her commbadge "Seven of Nine to Captain Janeway."

Still no answer.

Without a second thought Seven extended her left arm toward the control panel beside the door, and injected her assimilation tubules into the machinery. She easily overrode the locking mechanism and found herself staring into a dark room.

She activated her ocular implant causing her vision instantly sharpen and changing her colour spectrum from ultra violet to in shades of fluorescent infra-green.

Seven felt comfortable in the familiarity of the green glow that filled her vision. As a drone she became accustomed to the abilities her implant gave her, such as magnifying her perception range that enabled her to see even the smallest detail over large distances.

When she first started deactivating her enhanced visual cortex and began to see UV spectrum, she felt imperfect and awkward. That was, until she experienced the beauty there was to be found in colour. She remembered fondly the wonder she felt inside when she saw a rainbow for the first time. The experience triggered her first feeling of dejavu. It left a lasting impression on her.

She took a moment to scan the room, her eyes stopping at the empty dinner plate on the workbench with a coffee cup resting on top it, the surface of the desk littered with data padds. Personnel reports, Seven noted.

Seven heard some enticing soft music from the other room and went to investigate. She walked through her Captains sleeping quarters to the door across the room and pushed it open.

Seven's heart thudded at the sight she beheld. Janeway was in the bath, her eyes were closed and her head was resting back against the side of the tub. One arm was raised above her cushioning her head against the hard surface. She had a white cloth wrapped around her head, keeping her hair out of the water.

Janeway was unaware of her presence.

Seven gulped at the sight and froze, transfixed. Her optical implant gave her a very acute portrayal of the vision in front of her.

She could see quite clearly the beads of perspiration forming on her neck, the slow rhythmic throbbing of the skin as it accommodated to her pulse, the tiny ripples in the water as she her chest rose and fell with each breath.

Seven stared as her enhanced vision enabled her to see through the bubbles as if they were not there.

Janeway's left arm rested on her stomach, just above the most curious little nodule in the middle of her belly. Seven tilted her head as she studied it; she had never seen a belly button before and did not know quite what to make of it.

Her attention did not stay there for long. Her eyes strayed to admire the appealing figure before her. The Captain's body was slender and compact, with alluring subtle curves. She became drawn to the breasts; they were round and plump and slightly smaller than her own. The creamy white skin had the occasional freckle on its surface. The Captain's legs were stretched out in front, crossed at the knees, and she could see a small triangle of what appeared to be red hair at the junction of her legs. 'Intriguing', Seven thought to herself as she felt a curious throbbing sensation pulse between her own legs.

Seven had never seen a naked body before, besides her own, and was captivated by the natural human form devoid of cybernetic implants. She had never been so aroused in her life and she let the stimulating sensations overwhelm her.

"Perfection," she whispered to herself.

Suddenly Janeway's head snapped into an upright position and she opened her eyes gasping in shock. She placed her hand over her heart as if to keep it from jumping out of her chest.


"Seven" she squealed as water sloshed over the side of the bath tub. "You scared me half to death! What… what are you doing here?"

Seven gulped at Janeway's reaction, suddenly feeling embarrassed and unsure of herself.

"I… I came to speak with you," she admitted. "You did not answer the door chime."

Janeway blinked, "And so you just… walked right in?"

Seven nodded.

Janeway raised an eyebrow "Remind me to introduce you to the finer points of social etiquette sometime."

"I apologise Captain, I was in error. I will leave."

"Seven wait!" Janeway called her back before she got through the door. "You are here now, what did you want to talk about".

"Very well" Seven replied and turned to face her, standing at attention in her customary Borg pose. "I would like to copulate with you."

"I beg your pardon?"

"Copulation, Captain, you are aware of what it entails are you not?"

"Well, yes but…"

"Good, then I wish to express my desire to be your mate and to be intimate with you."

Janeway did not answer straight away, she seemed to be having difficulty forming a sentence, her mouth opening and closing like it was stuck in a temporal loop. Eventually she said "Seven, where did this come from?"

"I have been attracted to you for some time now Captain." She began. "My body was reacting to you in ways that I found quite perplexing, but I have come to realise that what I suspected as an illness, was in fact arousal. Therefore in my interest of exploring my humanity, I wish to 'loose my virginity' to you Captain. Do you accept?"

Once again, Janeway seemed at a lost for words. Seven waited patiently for her to 'gather her thoughts' and amused herself by looking at the delicious body before her while she waited, full of anticipation.

"Seven, what you are suggesting it's… I mean are you sure that's how you feel? Maybe you are actually sick…"

Seven looked up with a small smile and spoke slowly, surprised when it took on a low husky tone "Oh no, Captain, it is definitely arousal"

She noticed her commanding officer start to squirm slightly under her quite obvious inspection, and moved her arms in a protective gesture to cover herself under the water. She suddenly had a most peculiar, speculative look on her face.

"Seven" she began in a slow voice, "You can't, by any chance, see me… under the water can you?"

"Yes" she stated very matter-of-factly and had another look.

Janeway's eyes boggled and she pointed toward the door "Out! Now!"

Seven was a bit startled; this was not the reaction she was anticipating. She was about to ask for clarification, but the no-nonsense look in Janeway's eyes told her that she better just do as she was told.

She slumped her shoulders in resignation and, after a last lingering gaze, that Janeway didn't seem particularly amused about, she turned on her heel and left the Captain's quarters.

**

Chapter 4

The next evening Janeway woke Seven from her regeneration cycle to discuss what she considered to be a most awkward and unwelcome situation.

Well, 'discussion' was the word she had used when Seven first stepped of the podium, but she had to admit, it was hardly an equal exchange of conversation. She ended up stating flat-out that they could not and would not be involved, leaving no room for debate on the issue.

Seven had tried, of course, to argue the decision, but Janeway had cut her off continuously dismissing her points even before she had a chance to make them.

The next day, staring into her coffee mug, a few minutes from the end of her shift, Janeway sighed as she once again replayed the conversation in her mind. She realised she had been a bit unfair to Seven and should have at least heard her out, but how could she?

How could she look into that beautiful face and hear the words from her lips that, for a long time had only been voiced in her most secret fantasies? How could she look Seven in the eye and deny that which she new in her heart to be true?

But deny it she did. The quicker Seven accepted the fact that they would never be together, the easier it would be on her in the long term.

Janeway had long since accepted her lonely destiny as Captain of the Intrepid Starship Voyager thousands of light years from home. She bore the responsibility of preserving the lives and well-being of 143 crew members and made a vow long ago to deliver them safely home to Earth, no matter how long it takes, or how many challenges they will face along the way.

She was unyielding in her pursuit to uphold the Starfleet code of behaviour, no matter how distanced from Starfleet they might currently be. She knew that becoming involved with her Astrometrics Officer violated about half a dozen protocols; protocols that she always respected and rarely questioned.

Not to mention the fact that Seven was so new to individuality. So clumsy in her quest for human perfection; so innocent of the pleasures and experiences of her newly reclaimed body; so naïve of social customs; so pure of heart. She couldn't bear to risk her fragile, developing psyche.

But that didn't stop the fantasies coming to her at night when she curled up in her lonely bed. Fantasies that she could not deny herself, no matter how hard she tried. She would dream of Seven; beautiful, gifted, brilliant Seven.

But her heart was a battlefield. Her reasoning and judgment was constantly waging war against her passionate desires. Janeway was a remarkably strong-minded individual, and her judgment was always the victor.

She was determined it would remain that way.

Her resolve was only strengthened by the discussion she had with Chakotay the next morning, after the bathtub incident. He had noticed she seemed preoccupied and asked her to confide in him. Being her First Officer he had always been invaluable in presenting her with a balanced argument, so she agreed.

She was expecting him to play 'devils advocate' as he always did in times when she was uncertain. Typically she would present her stance on the situation, and he would challenge her ideas drawing up alternative options, ways to have her cake and eat it too.

But not this time.

This time he agreed with her wholeheartedly, that a relationship would be unthinkable. He didn't even ask her if she returned the feelings. He was so firm in his resolve that any lingering doubts she had were quickly squashed.

She trusted her friend; the idea that he may have had some ulterior motive never entered her mind.

The chime to her ready room door sounded. Seven of Nine walked in, standing at attention, waiting to be addressed.

"Seven," she smiled. "What can I do for you?"

Seven handed her one of the data padds in her hand "Here are the Astrometric projections for the next 10 parsecs of space we will be travelling through." She paused. "I recommend that we do not enter the realm of Species 736, 'The Bomar', they are an extremely volatile species. A detour will take an additional 26 days but I believe it is worth the delay".

"Noted," Janeway remarked as she activated the padd to scan its contents.

Seven didn't move. "Was there something else?"

"Yes Captain".

'Oh God, here we go' she thought

Seven handed her the other data padd. "What's this?" She said, activating it.

"It is my intention to persuade you that I would make a suitable mate. I believe that the content of the data padd will prove to you that although I am inexperienced in romantic matters, I am a quick learner and will no doubt satisfy your needs."

'Oh God, if she only knew!' Janeway thought as she processed the summary of the padds contents."

"It's a holo-recording" '…on adult setting' she noted, somewhat nervously.

"Correct," Seven answered.

"Seven, this is highly inappropriate" she squirmed in her seat. "You know I can't view this."

"I made it for you," Seven looked wounded. "Your hologram seemed to enjoy the experience, I was hoping that it would encourage you to continue the encounter… with me" she added somewhat tentatively.

"Seven!" Janeway was shocked. "I've already told you that it can't happen - for many reasons. And you certainly shouldn't be experimenting with a hologram of me! There are rules against engaging in… certain scenario's with holograms of crewmembers. It's not ethical."

"But Captain, my desire exists only for you, I can not change that. Your physical responses lead me to conclude that obviously you feel the same way about me, but you deny me. Why?"

"Oh, Seven" Janeway dropped her head and massaged her fingers hard into her temples; this conversation was getting out of hand.

"Seven I know that you are adapting quickly and your body is experiencing a lot of new sensations and, obviously you want to explore them." She raised her head and looked into her eyes, "But do you really know what you are asking of me? Having a relationship with someone is a very complex issue; it's not to be taken lightly. Can you honestly say that you are ready to handle the emotional ramifications? Copulating… making love, is not just about a physical act between two people…" she put up a forestalling hand, "I know that you are aware of that, but Seven I don't think you can grasp yet what that really involves."

Seven didn't look impressed.

"Seven in many ways there is so much more to being human that you still need to understand."

Seven looked even more unimpressed and stood motionless for many moments leaving Janeway very nervous as to what she was about to say, or do next, but to her surprise she simply turned to leave.

At the exit she turned, "Very well Captain. But perhaps, at that time, when I do understand, you will review my holo-recording and reconsider."

Janeway didn't know why she did it, but she gave a slight, but definite nod in reply.

Seven smiled and left.

Janeway sat in silence after Seven left looking at the padd in her hand. 'Dare I just take a quick look?' Her curiosity mounted with every moment she looked at it until her thumb seemed to act of its own violation and pressed the start button…

 

"Seven pressed the chime to the quarters, the door opened almost immediately revealing a hologram of herself dressed in a sheer night gown Seven's eyes took a lingering sweep over the attractive form in front of her with obvious appreciation."

"Seven, to what do I owe the pleasure?" the hologram said as she gestured for Seven to enter her quarters.

"Captain, I wish to copulate with you."

The holo-Janeway smiled and reached for her hand. "Come with me," she said huskily. She led her by the hand to the bedroom.

The hologram crawled up onto the bed like a feline making herself comfortable, her back resting against a pile of pillows, she grinned at Seven, standing there looking unsure of what to do.

"Strip for me darling, I want to see you" she said huskily and raised her arm up to support her neck for the show.

Seven gulped, and undid the catch on her biosuit. She slowly pulled to the top half of her suit down past her shoulders to reveal an abundant amount of cleavage. Very slowly she pulled the suit down even more to reveal just a trace of a tiny, erect, pink nipple…"