Damn It!

Kathryn's tongue lazily glided across Seven's collarbone before her lips planted a trail of gentle kisses along the pale expanse of her throat to her ear. Seven cried out as she felt Kathryn's tongue trace the starburst implant there. Unable and unwilling to control her desire, Seven's hand held thewoman's head closer.

"Seven."

"I am yours, Kathryn," she moaned, fingers weaving through the auburn tresses.

"Seven?"

"Completely, Kathryn."

**BEEP**

"Regeneration cycle complete."

Seven blinked, stepping out of her alcove. A frown marred the elegant serenity of her face.

A dream.

It had been only a dream.

Again.

"Damn it!"

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The End