Received: from [66.218.67.201] by n46.grp.scd.yahoo.com with NNFMP; 26 Apr 2004 02:15:20 -0000 X-Sender: campbratcher@psci.net X-Apparently-To: ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com Received: (qmail 51670 invoked from network); 26 Apr 2004 02:15:16 -0000 Received: from unknown (66.218.66.172) by m9.grp.scd.yahoo.com with QMQP; 26 Apr 2004 02:15:16 -0000 Received: from unknown (HELO mailstore.psci.net) (63.65.184.2) by mta4.grp.scd.yahoo.com with SMTP; 26 Apr 2004 02:15:18 -0000 Received: from max (as1-d12-rp-psci.psci.net [63.69.225.12]) by mailstore.psci.net (8.12.2/8.12.2) with SMTP id i3Q2E9lX009932 for ; Sun, 25 Apr 2004 21:14:09 -0500 Message-ID: <002901c42b34$2ff510a0$0ce1453f@max> To: "ASCEM-S" Organization: ConGlomeration X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 6.00.2800.1158 X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1165 X-eGroups-Remote-IP: 63.65.184.2 From: "Keith & Jessica Bratcher" X-Yahoo-Profile: sileya MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEM-S-owner@yahoogroups.com Delivered-To: mailing list ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com Precedence: bulk List-Unsubscribe: Date: Sun, 25 Apr 2004 21:14:17 -0500 Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW: VOY- The Chakotay Conundrum (2/5) NC-17 C/P Reply-To: "Keith & Jessica Bratcher" Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Title: The Chakotay Conundrum 2/5 Author: Darksusie (December 03) Series: Voyager Pairing C/Various C/P Rating: NC 17 Disclaimer: Voyager and her crew are the property of Paramount. Summary: The Fleet and Maquis crews have joined "I don't know if you realise it but it's two months today that Chakotay and B'Elanna got together," Harry whispered to Tom. "Are you sure?" Tom glanced at B'Elanna and back at Harry. "I'm positive, I've been keeping notes on the Chakotay Conundrum." "The what?" "Well I figured it was as good a name as any for what's going on." They both laughed at the nickname Harry had come up with. "Well let's see if he turns up at Sandrine's tonight and if he's footloose and fancy free. Because I'd bet a month's rations that B'Elanna and the Commander are no longer an item." Harry nodded in agreement. Harry and Tom arrived early, a few games of pool, a couple of drinks and the tension of the bridge was forgotten. Harry spotted B'Elanna's entrance and he caught Tom's eye. They both glanced over and watched as she got a drink and joined Geron. To both Tom and Harry's amazement Geron put his arms around B'Elanna and hugged her. Ayala joined them and they all exited Sandrine's. Tom blew the whistle after two hours of waiting and no show and decided to leave. Tom realised it was the same pattern as before, Chakotay taking his frustration out of him and Harry, but mainly him. Tom tried to avoid any interaction with the Commander at all costs. But the tension was making him nervous, and this was affecting his flying. If the Commander wasn't handing out criticism, he was giving him black looks or making jibes at his expense to the other Maquis. Just when he thought he was at his limit, Tom discerned a change in the Commander. He wasn't patting him on the back, issuing praise, but he wasn't giving him a hard time either. At lunch, Harry and Tom decided the Commander must be getting laid again or about too. That evening they once again settled in a booth, waiting for the Commander's arrival. Again, after a couple of hours, another no show. Tom began to think that they had got it wrong and that by adding 2 and 2 together and getting 6 they'd jumped to the wrong conclusion. That life had become so routine that they were looking for mysteries when in fact all it was, was the Commander getting lucky. Tom was late getting up the next morning and was apprehensive as he rushed onto the bridge and apologised to the Commander who was once again in charge. He couldn't stop the nervous adrenaline racing through his body at the thought of the sneer that Chakotay could bring to his face when he was displeased with the pilot. "Don't worry. Tom, what's a few minutes between friends." Chakotay smiled and winked at Tom. For a few seconds Tom couldn't move. He'd never been attracted to the Commander, especially after the shit he'd put him through, but that smile stirred something in him, something he didn't want to think about. Not at the moment, maybe not ever. That's it I'm getting laid tonight, I've spent so much time thinking about the Commander's sex life that I've neglected my own, the pilot thought to himself as he went through the most likely candidates as he made his way to the pilot's seat. Tom was startled when the Commander squeezed his shoulder while praising him for an audacious move he had just made. The touch sent tingles all down his body, making him aroused and throbbing in places it shouldn't have and scaring Tom half to death at his reaction. For the rest of the shift his mind went from thinking about his response to the First Officer's touch to trying to think about anything but. Tom had figured out a blueprint to the Chakotay conundrum. Two months with someone, great time was had by all, break-up, then one month without and purgatory for Tom and Harry and then the pattern repeated. Give or take a day or two. Over the next months he noticed a pretty girl from supplies get very close to Chakotay and then a good looking man, with no personality, from engineering. As it was nearing the two-month mark with good looking, but boring, as Harry had named him, Tom and Harry were in the mess hall quietly discussing developments. "I can't understand why they put up with it. They must know that he's going to finish it when he's had enough of them. I can't see why anybody would fall for it." Harry shook his head, knowing full well that if the Commander propositioned him he'd be the first in line. "Oh come on Har, it must be for the sex. The Commander must be one good fuck, that's all I can say. But why is it only the Maquis? Do you think he's got some dark secret, like a bit of spanking or bondage? I bet there's a good few of the crew who'd like to see him tied up and his arse given a good beating. Maybe they've got to keep it between themselves because he's got some sordid secret he can't control." Tom laughed, not seeing the uncomfortable look on Harry's face. "Anyway they soon seem to get over it, there all buddies again quick enough." Harry jumped up quickly, "look got to go Tom, I need to take care of something." "What now?" Tom glanced at Harry, worriedly. "Yeah now, sorry." Harry practically ran out of the mess hall. Tom wasn't sure but he could have sworn that Harry had a hard on. Tom smiled to himself, so Harry must have a crush on him and all the talk of spanking had got him going. Tom and Harry had begun to dread the balls ache month. Chakotay was on their case all the time and just as quickly when the next lover came along, he was back to the genial and supportive commanding officer. Tom was on the edge once again, ready to hit the Commander over his constant, unnecessary criticism when Mr Nice made an appearance. Tom gave Harry a knowing smile and the understanding that they would meet in Sandrine's, passed between them without words. That night Harry and Tom were seated in the booth, having a drink and betting on who was the next in the Chakotay line up. They knew it had to be Maquis, he hadn't been seen with Fleet, much to Harry's chagrin. The bets were laid, Tom going for a nice cute brunette he'd seen giving the Commander the come on and Harry was sure it was going to be Dalby, as he had seen them in animated conversation in one of the shuttle bays. When Harry told the pilot this, Tom said, "Jeez Harry, I think Chakotay would rather fuck you or me, than Dalby, give me a break." For a moment Harry was lost in the imagery of the Commander taking him over the command chair but pulled himself together when he caught Tom looking at him funny. Just when they were discussing what they would like to do to Dalby, like air lock him, the Commander himself walked in. He'd made a real effort tonight, tight black jeans, moulded to his well shaped, firm buttocks, a black shirt that showed off his strong arms and clung to his well-defined chest. Harry swallowed loudly and tried not to think of the erection he was sporting under the table. Tom slowly looked over the Commander, from the tip of toes all the way up to his mysterious tattoo, and then whistled quietly in appreciation. "He's looking good, he must be out to impress somebody." Tom said quietly to Harry. They were both stunned into silence as the Commander walked over and asked to join them. Both nodded unable to speak. The Commander chatted about ship's business and other small talk and then asked Harry to go get them all drinks, his treat. Harry walked away, seething with jealousy. The Commander was going to ask Tom to be his next fuck buddy, fucking Tom, who couldn't give a toss about anybody but himself and here was good old Harry who would show the Commander respect, love and a good time, sent away to the bar. At the same time, Tom was taking deep breaths, was scared out of his wits but thrilled that the Commander was going to hit on him. About time, Tom thought to himself, how could the Commander resist him for this long. He couldn't believe how nervous he was but he was brought out of his reverie by Chakotay's seductive voice. "You Ok Tom? I want to ask you something before Harry comes back." Chakotay paused giving Tom time to concentrate on what was being said. But all he could hear in his head was, Oh fuck, he's going to ask me, Oh fuck It's my turn. "The thing is Tom, I'm wanting to go on an away mission, more for pleasure than work, and before I put the proposal to the Captain I want to know everything's in place. I was thinking of exploring those two planets that we're passing and I'd like you onboard as the pilot and field medic but I also want to know what you think about Harry coming along. Do you think he's up to it after his accident last week?" Tom just stared at him. "So what do you think Tom, do you want to come along for the ride?" "Yeah, yeah count me in and Harry too." Tom couldn't manage anything else; he was too stunned. "Thanks Tom, I'll give you more information at briefing. I'll leave you and Harry to carry on your conversation, sorry I interrupted." Chakotay got up and made his way to the bar, taking his drink off Harry as he passed. "Well what was that about, he seemed to want to get you alone." Harry couldn't keep the peeved tone out of his voice. Tom once again wondered if Harry had got a crush on him. "He wants to know if I'd like to go on an away mission with him." Tom glanced at his friend Harry's only thought was, I fucking knew it. "and he wanted to know if you were up to joining him as well." Tom finished off. Harry turned in amazement, "he wants a threesome?" Tom looked at Harry as thought he had gone mad. "What are you talking about? He wants both of us to join him to explore those two planets that we are passing." Tom shook his head still unable to believe that Chakotay hadn't come on to him. "Sorry, Tom, I just thought he was going to ask you out." The Ensign looked away in embarrassment. "So did I Harry, so did I." Harry looked at his friend, "Would you have said yes?" Tom answered truthfully, "I don't know, I was never attracted to him until I got curious. But when you look at his lovers, they glow and I get to wondering what's he doing to get them like that. You know what I mean?" Harry nodded, he sure did. Tom turned to look at Harry, "would you say yes, if he asked you?" "Look Tom, if I tell you something, don't laugh and don't bring it up again, OK." Tom nodded, taking in Harry's serious expression. Was Harry going to confess his crush on Tom. "I can't stop thinking about the Commander, even when he's being a pain in the arse." Harry blushed at his confession. "Specify thinking about, Harry. Do you mean sexually?" Tom tried to hide the smile. So that's what's been a matter with the Ensign, he was attracted to the Commander not him. He didn't know whether to be relieved or jealous. "Yes, so don't mention the spanking or the bondage again, not in public anyway." Harry laughed to take away the embarrassment. At that moment Tabor walked in, joining the Maquis at the bar and ordering a drink. He slowly made his way to the Commander's side and began flirting and it looked like the Commander was responding. Tom stopped talking and watched as the Commander leant over seductively and whispered in Tabor's ear. Tabor responded, throwing his head back and laughing at whatever the Commander had said. 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