Seven leaned back into her alcove. She had finished her work in astrometrics
just a few minutes ago and prepared herself now for the regeneration-cycle, or
how the humans would say it: ´she got ready to sleep`.
The sleepmode was relatively new for her, but despite her earlier distrust she
began to like this daily ritual. Her back touched the cold surface of the
Borg-matrix and a light shiver ran down her spine, which made her feel dizzy.
Surprised about this feeling she blinked and made a short mental note to analyse
that later. Slowly she closed her eyes as she connected herself mentally and
physically to the Borg-technology. Her consciousness drifted off into sleep.
Waking from an unusual feeling, she came back into reality. A little dazed she
opened her eyes and sat up. She startled as a warm hand was placed on her left
shoulder and pressed her back onto the biobed. "Seven, ... calm down, it's ok
... relax." She looked up, puzzled, into the face above her.
Captain Janeway looked down at her with an expression of worry in her eyes.
A noise next to her startled Seven again. Just now she became conscious of the
other person, who stood across from the captain and scanned her with a tricorder.
Slowly the holodoc moved his tricorder over her.
Seven realised: She was in sickbay, but how did she come to be here and what had
happened?
"She has left the REM-phase ... We have her back." The doc switched off the
tricorder and put it down beside the biobed on a small table. Then he grabbed
another medical instrument and analysed Seven again. "I can´t find any clues for
the reason of her exceptional deep sleep. I propose we.. " Seven interrupted him
in her usual kind and way.
"What happened? ... State the reason for my presence in sickbay." Her
emotionless glance drifted back to the captain.
Janeway smiled at her with an unknown look in her eyes. Seven couldn´t remember
ever having seen that expression on her face and felt a little unsure. Then she
felt a soft pressure on her shoulder and was surprised that Janeway´s hand was
still on her.
"Seven, you didn´t come to astrometrics this morning and that was unusual,
because you always begin your shift precisely on time. We contacted you, but you
didn´t react ... so I sent Tuvok to look for you." Kathryn hesitated a little.
"He found you in trance, in your alcove and as he tried to wake you up ... he
failed. Tuvok informed me about that and brought you to sickbay ... but the
doctor couldn´t wake you up either ... " She glanced at the doc and continued.
"Stimulants didn´t seem to have any effect on you and after the doctor had
tested for everything he could think of, I tried an ..." She stopped and the
corners of her mouth twitched lightly.
" ... unconventional method."
Curiously Seven bent her head slightly to one side. "But why am I... " She felt
again the soft pressure from Janeway's hand on her shoulder and could clearly
feel the warmth of her hand through the thin fabric of her silver suit.
"We don´t know ... but don´t worry about it Seven." Kathryn said and smiled the
sweetest smile the Borg had ever seen on her face.
"How did you wake me?"
The captain´s eyes seemed to glow as she answered. "As I said ... in an
unconventional way..." Janeway hesitated again, saw the questioning look in
Seven's eyes and continued finally.
"... I woke you up by kissing you." The brilliant glance in her eyes grew
brighter and brighter.
The pleasant pressure on her shoulder disappeared as Kathryn withdrew her hand
but it didn´t take long until the captain raised her right hand again.
This time she brushed the back of her hand gently over her cheek and cupped the
blonde's chin between her thumb and forefinger.
"... and that, I think, was the best idea I´ve ever had ..."
Nervously the Borg watched Janeway´s pupils. They were dilated and Seven could
feel how her own body reacted to something she wasn´t sure she had understood
yet.
Kathryn saw her reaction and laughed. A very pleasant laugh ... The Borg
thought.
She felt a new feeling inside her. Arousal?! ...
"Oh Seven..."
Kathryn´s voice sent a cold shiver down her spine. What´s going on with me?
...
"... so strong, so self-confident ... so independent .. and now confused by my
gesture?"
Seven felt a tickle in her stomach. Even more confused she tried to analyse this
new feeling. Somehow she thought she should know that feeling.
"So unsure ..." Janeway whispered, her eyes full of desire. She let her hand
slide over Seven´s cheek and felt the Borg shudder under her touch.
Suddenly Seven knew what was going on here. The captain is trying to seduce
me! ...
Janeway continued to stroke her. She let her hand glide to Seven´s implant above
her left eye and touched it with her fingertips. Gently she brushed her thumb
over it and caused another shudder in Seven, that ran hot down her spine.
"... and so beautiful."
The Holodoc looked, with his mouth open, to Janeway and just as he tried to say
something, the captain caught sight of him. "Computer, deactivate the EHM." With
an expression of disbelief in his eyes, the doctor stared back at her and
disappeared.
Kathryn laughed quietly. Her voice sounded unusually deep as she spoke to Seven.
"He won´t disturb us again."
The Borg tried to sit up, but two strong hands pressed her down once more onto
the biobed.
Janeway looked into the blonde's blue eyes and bent down her head. Slowly she
neared Seven´s soft lips until she almost touched them.
"I want you..."
Seven´s breaths started to come rapidly and her eyes were locked now with
Kathryn´s dark gaze.
"Captain!" She panted as Janeway brushed her lips over her cheek and continued
with this soft assault till she reached her ear.
"... call me Kathryn ..." She whispered gently into her ear.
Seven closed her eyes. Her thoughts raced and her mind told her again and again
that feelings were irrelevant. That she shouldn´t give in to those feelings too
easily ... but it feels so incredibly good.
Her lips parted slightly as Janway's tongue brushed softly over the starshaped
implant on her temple.
"... captain ..." She shivered. "... K-Kathryn .. this activity is truly
unproductive .. it fulfils no purpose.. "
Janeway silenced her with a soft kiss on the lips and the Borg gasped as her
left hand started to caress her stomach.
With a wicked grin on her face Janeway asked. "How does that feel Seven? ...
irrelevant?"
Seven opened her eyes and a low moan escaped her lips as Kathryn brushed her
fingertips over her breasts.
The Borg wasn´t able to think at this moment. Her usually so emotionless face
was flushed and her eyes showed the same desire that was mirrored in the
captain´s gaze.
"No, .. it .. it.. " Her breathing stopped for a moment as Kathryn pinched her
nipples slightly.
"Oh Omega!
... it feels so good!" Seven groaned loudly and arched her back. She looked up
to Janeway and met her dark pupils.
A shiver ran up her spine as Kathryn grinned down at her seductively. She kissed
her again and this time Seven responded ...
The kiss deepened and soon became more fierce.
After that breathtaking kiss Kathryn stopped and looked down at her Borg. To see
Seven like that .. so adorable .. so beautiful made Kathryn almost dizzy and she
began to caress her neck with her tongue.
Suddenly Seven inhaled sharply, as Janeway´s right hand started to fondle her
thighs. Kathryn smiled and with one final look into Seven´s eyes, she slid her
hand between the Borg´s legs.
Seven groaned in pleasure and ...
woke up ...
Panting heavily, she needed a few seconds to realise that she wasn´t in sickbay
... she was in her alcove.
It was only a dream?! ...
She thought, surprised and disappointed. Once again she looked around in
cargobay 2.
But it was so real! ...
Confused she focused her eyes on the other side of the cargobay. Just for a few
seconds she was caught in the feeling of pure ecstasy. She had felt aroused and
happy like never before in her life. The memory of Janeway's hand made her close
her eyes again.
Those feelings were gone now and the cold metal of Borg-technology surrounded
her.
She took a deep breath and stepped out of her alcove. "Regeneration complete."
The computer told her in it´s usual emotionless voice.
The Borg straightened her back and tried to regain her composure. Then she
checked her chronometer and saw that her shift started in a few minutes.
Once again she took a deep breath and walked with slow steps to the entrance.
Her target: astrometrics.
..........
It had been only a dream, but secretly Seven wished her dream would come true.
Maybe ... She thought and a small smile curled up her lips as she walked
through the long corridors of the Voyager.
Maybe ...