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RATING: NC-17 for explicit love scene between two women - if it bothers you, don't read it!
CODES: T/7
SUMMARY: Sequel (sort of) to "Another Turbolift, Another Drama". PWP in Torres' quarters.

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After Eight

by RebelGirl


The door chimed exactly at 20:00 hours, just as B'Elanna knew it would. She rose and walked to the door and opened it herself, revealing the ravishing figure of Seven of Nine waiting patiently. B'Elanna felt like all the air had been taken away from her lungs. Seven was wearing a shimmering sapphire blue sleeveless dress, with matching strappy sandals. A tiny gold necklace served to accentuate her long slim neck and B'Elanna wanted nothing more than to devour her neck there and then.

The half Klingon equally captivated seven. B'Elanna had chosen a short crimson dress but had no other adornments at all. Seven noted that she was bare foot and her pulse quickened as she drank in the curves of her bare legs and the perfect figure.

Though not wanting to break the spell, B'Elanna moved to one side and gestured. "Come in Seven. You look breathtaking".

Her comment was rewarded with an endearing shy smile as Seven stepped through the doorway. "Lt your appearance is captivating", she replied quietly. B'Elanna stopped and looked enquiringly at her. "The Doctor has coached me on", she missed a beat, "small talk before, I never felt comfortable using it till now".

B'Elanna grinned as she pulled out a chair for Seven to sit on.

"Drink?" she asked, heading for the replicator.

"Not synthehol B'Elanna. It does not agree with me". B'Elanna brought over two glasses of fruit juice. "Well if it's any consolation I'm not drinking either. I want to remember everything about tonight and wake up tomorrow feeling just as fantastic as I feel now".

She sat at the table already laden with food.

"I am unfamiliar with this type of nourishment," stated Seven as she studied the table carefully.

"It's from China on Earth," explained B'Elanna. "These are called chopsticks, you put them in your hand like so and use them to pick up your food". With that, B'Elanna deftly picked up a bite-sized morsel and popped it in her mouth. Seven looked on curiously and then picked up her implements. With agonising slowness she managed to trap a portion of food the same way B'Elanna had but as she lifted it to her mouth, the food flew out of her grasp and ended up behind her chair. B'Elanna lifted her glass to disguise her smile, took a sip and then reached over and rested her hand on Seven's as the young ex drone tried again. "Sometimes its easier to use your fingers", she said breathily as she selected a chunk of food and then offered it to Seven's lips.

Seven's eyes did not break contact with B'Elanna's as she opened her mouth and accepted the offering. She made no comment on the taste or texture but merely sat and waited for B'Elanna to feed her again.

B'Elanna could feel her temperature rising and her breathing becoming more shallow as she continued to feed the impossibly beautiful blonde woman opposite her. She could smell her arousal over the smell of the food but was in no hurry to finish this particular activity.

As the last morsel was popped in her mouth, Seven closed her lips around B'Elanna's fingers and gently sucked the juices from them. She raised a hand and held on to the captured one and continued to suck and lick the fingers until they were clean. B'Elanna sat stock still as Seven turned the hand over and pressed her nose into the palm and wrist inhaling deeply before gently kissing the wrist and then the inner forearm pulling B'Elanna slightly closer to her as she leant in and worked her way up the caramel arm to her shoulder and neck.

She paused slightly before lifting her head and finding B'Elanna's lips and kissed her gently. B'Elanna thought she was going to explode there and then, she had never felt so charged in her life.

Seven probed gently with her tongue, mimicking the actions of the Chief Engineer when they had been stuck in the turbo lift together. B'Elanna readily parted her lips and they crushed themselves into each other, kissing deeply and passionately, holding each other's heads into the kiss for an eternity and breaking only when the breathing instinct finally parted them.

B'Elanna looked penetratingly into Seven's luscious blue eyes and then wordlessly took her hand and rose.

Seven followed obediently, unwilling to break contact for her single second. Her skin was on fire and there was a growing throbbing between her legs.

In the bedroom, B'Elanna turned and faced Seven. She slowly raised her hands and slipped the straps from Seven's dress over her shoulder and watched as it pooled on the floor. She ran her gaze over Seven's body, drinking in the perfect legs, the tight abdomen, the implants that marked her and the gorgeous full breasts still housed in the Starfleet issue bra. Seven felt herself get even more aroused by the close scrutiny and stepped forward to remove B'Elanna's dress. She stayed close after the dress had fallen and gently kissed and nipped the skin at the shorter woman's shoulders before working her way back to those soft velvety lips.

Having the sensation of skin on skin heated them both even more and B'Elanna pulled Seven onto the bed and on top of her, wanting the body of the ex drone to crush onto her.

Seven instinctively moved her hands down B'Elanna. She ran her fingertips across the tops of her arms and the top of her chest before circling her small pert breasts. Her fingers delved into the bra and released her prey and she lowered her lips onto the left coffee coloured nipple and circled her tongue around its stiffened peak. B'Elanna groaned with pleasure and arched into the caress. Seven continued to suck and kiss, entranced by both B'Elanna's beauty and her reaction to her touch. Her Borg enhanced hand circled and massaged B'Elanna's other breast whilst B'Elanna ran her hands up and down the porcelain skin of Seven's back, her fingertips paused and brushed along the implants sending shivers of pleasure though Seven's body and she reacted by burying herself deeper into those caramel breasts.

Seven looked up shyly into the dark brown eyes of the older woman. "B'Elanna, I am unsure of how to proceed," she whispered nervously.

B'Elanna took her face in her hands and traced the outline gently, paying close attention to every inch of her skin. "Let me show you" she said gently and she eased the blonde woman onto her back and lay closely to her. "If anything feels wrong or you don't want to do something, just tell me," she continued. "I love you Seven". With that she lowered her head into Seven's full breasts. She reached round gently and released the bra strap and revealed the milky white orbs with honey nipples already hard with desire.

She kissed them gently in turn and then alternately caressed and suckled on them, feeling Seven burning with desire and hearing a moan coming from her own throat.

She worked her way slowly down, relishing the soft smooth skin of her stomach and gently fingering the implants. A lazy tongue swirled around Seven's navel causing her to buck into the touch. B'Elanna grinned and continued. No one had ever reacted in such a way to her touch before. It was a heady, extremely sexy feeling.

Her mouth continued on its downward path till it met Seven's panties, by now wet through with need. She hooked her fingers through them and pulled them down gently, her own body going lower so that when the knickers were finally extricated, the path back up to heaven was littered with kisses all the way up the inner legs and soft thighs. Seven parted her legs without realising it and B'Elanna gently pushed them open more, looking at the blonde damp curls and pink lips, inhaling the heady scent that was uniquely Seven, before lowering her head and gently tasting her for the first time.

Seven almost came there and then. Her mound was throbbing madly and her thighs were soaked as she thrust her hips into B'Elanna's face. B'Elanna, now closer continued to swirl her tongue around each fold, lapping up the moisture and drinking in the essence of Seven. She used her arms to grip onto Seven and steady herself as she went deeper and flicked her tongue tantalisingly around the opening of Seven's hole before pushing it in further and delving in lapping and sucking at Seven. She moved her tongue away but was stopped by Seven clenching her legs together. She used a free hand to give herself a bit more space and allowed her tongue to roll over Seven's engorged clit.

Seven howled at the sensation and once again bucked into it. Gently, B'Elanna continued to swirl her tongue around the clit before using her freed hand to gently insert one and then two fingers into Seven's eagerly awaiting body.

B'Elanna felt her fingers immediately clenched by Seven's inner muscles so she waited until the grip was relaxed slightly before gently massaging her and giving attention to Seven's nub at the same time.

Within moments she could feel that Seven was ready. She was teetering on the edge herself so she increased pressure and rhythm slightly and brought Seven to heaven.

Seven screamed B'Elanna's name as her climax washed over her. B'Elanna brought her down gently, continuing to kiss, caress and lick until, Seven lay still on the bed, quivering from the most sensational experience of her life.

B'Elanna moved slowly up the bed, kissing Seven's body, now slick with sweat and savouring her taste. She lapped up the moisture from the valley between her breasts and then moved up slightly higher and kissed Seven softly on the lips.

"I do not know what to say", Seven whispered quietly. "Words could never adequately describe what you have done to me".

B'Elanna looked deep into Seven's eyes and smiled radiantly. "I love you Seven of Nine".

"I love you B'Elanna Torres". With that, Seven suddenly flipped the raven-haired woman over and leant in close.

"Words may not be able to describe my feelings, but actions may suffice". Seven grinned and lowered herself down.


The End


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