"This is not going well" thought the Captain. "A simple Velocity match was all I asked for." It was custom for her to join Seven in the holodeck when they both had some free time for a heated game of skill and cunning. Janeway often found herself surprised when she came out the victor; especially after Seven had told her the complicated mathematics she was calculating to plan each shot. Janeway just played from the heart. It was just a game....or was it. Maybe it was an excuse for her to spend time with her favorite crew member. She quickly pushed those thoughts from her head. She had to concentate. She had easily won the first two games, but Seven had come back to win the next two and tired as they were, each insisted on a tie-breaker. And this would be match point.
Suddenly the red alert sirens blasted and the ship lurched to one side. Seven, who was just leaping to avoid the disc, lost her balance and bounced off the holodeck's wall to land on Janeway.
Janeway moaned, not in pain, but with desire as Seven's full weight pressed into her. She looked up to see a very concerned Borg staring down at her with concern in those deep blue eyes.
"Captain, are you alright? I believe you struck your head on the deck." Seven questioned but not moving an inch.
"I'm fine, Seven. I'm not as fragile as you think." Janeway winced as she tried to nod her head.
"You are injured, captain. Please stay still. I will attend to you."
Janeway laughed. "It's a little hard to move when you are lying on me Seven."
Seven smiled, but did not attempt to move.
Just then Janeway's commbadge toned and as she reached down to activate it, she brushed Seven's breast cause her nipple to become erect. She looked up and saw Seven gazing a her with an intense look.
After the Captain had spoken to the bridge and determined that they would be staying in the holodeck for awhile due to a hull breach outside the holodeck doors, she helplessly looked up at Seven. "Guess we're stuck here." she said tonelessly.
Seven brought her hand up to run her fingers along Janeway's jaw. She continued toward the back of her head, twirling her fingers in the auburn tresses she had yearned to touch so many times. As she examined the bump at the back of Janeway's skull she had the urge to pull Janeway's head closer to her and plant a kiss on those smirking lips. Then she stopped....
"What's wrong Seven?" Janeway inquired. "Am I damaged?" she teased in Borg terms.
Seven gazed down questionly. "I have been replaying the sequence of events that let us to this....position."
Janeway laughed."Please don't tell me that you've concluded that if we weren't hit by phaser fire from that ship, you would have scored the winning point."
"No, I was thinking of a point later in the series. Specifcally when I fell on top of you and you made a noise."
"Of course I made a noise, Seven. I hit my head on the deck and it hurt." Janeway exclaimed.
"Actually the noise was made 1.7 seconds before your head impacted the deck and I believe it was not a sound indicating pain." Seven said smugly.
"Oh really. Then what exactly was it?" Janeway wasn't sure she wanted to hear the answer to that.
Quickly Seven brought her head down to Janeway's and brushed her lips across those that had haunted her thoughts for months. Janeway fought vailently. As much as she wanted this she knew in the back of her mind it was improper....wonderful, but improper. She struggled, wiggling her hips in an effort to free herself from the much stronger Borg's grasp. This had the opposite effect for Seven believing Janeway was attemting to entice her even closer. Seven pressed her full weight down on Janeway, deepening the kiss at the same time. This caused Janeway to give up another delicious moan upon which Seven raised her head in triumph.
"I believe I was correct in assuming those were moans of desire and not pain. "Seven grinned.
But before Janeway could even fathom an answer, the hologrid dissappeared and the doors to the corridor opened revealing a very startled Chief Engineer.
"Well, good thing I busted my butt getting these doors open. Guess you two found a way to pass the time." And with that B'Elanna stormed down the corridor, a succession of Klingon vulgarity streaming from her mouth.
Janeway and Seven exchanged confused looks and resumed the activity they had started before they were interrupted.
the end