Tactics Series 1
Bridge Games and Manuevers
by Kadith and Cat
NC-17


Kathryn looked up from the padd she was reading, her attention drawn awayfrom it to the conversation going on between her first officer and her pilot.She listened for a minute, then snickered, leave it to those two to get intoa heated discussion about something so trivial. They were discussing thepolitics of the Katithians, a people whom Voyager was leaving behind asquickly as possible. The Katithian Government had been founded by a peoplewho'd been very much like the puritans of Earth's Ancient History.They believed that anything in life which brought joy, besides hard work,spirituality, and family was evil. Anything else was not allowed, and as aresult their planet was erupting in wars. It had at first seemed appealing toVoyager, it was very rich in vegetation and minerals, an ideal stoppingplace, until of course Voyager learned a little more about it. Their uniformsand technology had been forbidden on the planet, while the Katithians had acivilization capable of warp travel, it was only used for colonization andkept on reserve in the even there was a need for evacuation. Travel simply totravel or explore was unheard of. The Voyager crew seemed to the Katithianelders like a group of wayward children, a people whose lifestyle was wildand completely frivolous. They thought the crew members were wasting awaytheir lives. But the younger people of the planet longed to go with Voyager,to get away from their back water planet.

They wanted a chance to have a life, to explore and be free--to live. Butthey didn't do anything about it, they simply continued to live as theyalways had, telling any who would listen how they longed to move on. This wasthe topic of Chakotay and Tom's conversation, the young Katithian's wish forfreedom from their overbearing elders, and their unwillingness to doanything. Tom argued that it had to do with a lack of courage, the inabilityto stand up for themselves and face the elders, while Chakotay respondedthat the Young ones were simply unwilling to be disrespectful, and thatthere was probably more going on than they could know. This was where Kathryndecided to make her two cents worth known.

"Maybe they don't really want to leave, maybe they are happy with things justthe way they are?" She gave them both a look stating that she was tired ofthe conversation topic.

"Yes," Tom said not ready to let it go, "but I still think if they had theinclination they could get what they want, all they have to do is work hardenough."

"But sometimes it isn't that easy Tom," Kathryn put the padd down again."Sometimes no matter how badly you want something, it just isn't going tohappen, so you accept it and let your life proceed as it will."

"Maybe with just a little faith, it could happen." Chakotay offered.

"And maybe," Kathryn looked at him, "faith just isn't enough. Maybe realityjust gets in the way and you have to accept that its never going to happen."

"I don't know about that, I think I agree with Tom. If you work hard enough,are patient long enough, it will happen. All you have to do is want it badenough, and have the courage to admit that."

She glared at him, knowing exactly where this conversation had just gone,"Well maybe not everyone involved wants it. How should we know what's reallygoing on, its not like all the parties have presented their side." She stoodand walked toward him.

"Well maybe if they met on neutral grounds, and actually talked about whatwas going on they could come to a decision. Instead of being constantlycaught up in this limbo of not knowing what either wants. Maybe a compromisecould be reached." He arched a brow at her, emphasizing his point, stepping abit closer.

Kathryn's jaw clenched, she'd just about had enough of this. "Maybe noteveryone wants the complications that go with having their daily routinesuddenly disrupted, maybe they are *comfortable* with things just the waythey are. Perhaps they aren't ready for anything else."

Chakotay smiled, his eyes were gleaming. He could sense her agitation, andthat made this all the more fun. "I don't think so. I think they are afraid,on some level, Tom was right. If they had the courage they could have whatthey want."

"If its what they want, they may not give a damn one way or the other."

"Oh I think they do, I think they want it so badly it scares them, and theydon't know how to go about getting it." He leaned closer to her.

"Oh, and what makes you say that." She was nearly in his face now. Theentire bridge had gone quiet and all hands were watching their commandingofficers.

"The old saying, I think you protest too much. The constant awareness anddenial. The tension, the complaints, but the refusal to act, one way oranother. It's fear, and it freezes the mind and body. I refuses to allow anyaction, forward or away, so things stay in limbo."

"So your saying action, any action, will stop the stalemate?" She could feelhis breath whisper across her cheek. Anger and frustration flared intopassion. Her eyes dropped to his mouth.

His voice dropped to a whisper. His hands moved up and lightly clasped herupper arms. "Are you brave enough to take action, Kathryn?"

Bringing her hands up, she lightly pressed it to his chest. The movement wassuch that it appeared as though she might be pushing him away. Nobody saw thefingers curling into his uniform. "Can you handle it, Chakotay?" Her bodypitched forward just enough to bring her in full contact with his chest. Hermouth meshed to his, and Chakotay's hands tightened reflexively. Pulling hercloser, Chakotay deepened the kiss. As his tongue slipped past her lips, Tomgrabbed him from behind, separating him from the Captain. Both leaders staredat one another in shock as they were pulled apart.

Tom glared at Chakotay. "Commander! How could you even think of assaultingthe Captain like that?"

Tuvok slapped his combadge. Transporter room, beam Commander Chakotaydirectly to the brig."

The last thing Chakotay saw before dematerializing was Kathryn's smirk. Shestood and turned to Tuvok, "Do you really think that was necessary Lt.Commander?"

He arched a brow, "The commander was acting without your permission was henot? It is not in your nature to allow such an, affectionate, display on thebridge. And it would be against protocol."

Kathryn nodded, "You're absolutely right, perhaps a few days in the brig willcool his hormones." She took a step toward Tom then and said in a low voice,"Your actions are commendable, but next time, wait a second or two, allright." She winked at him then, causing her to gape at her. "Tuvok you havethe bridge, I'm going to go have a chat with our wayward first officer." Whenthe doors of the turbolift closed behind her she started laughing, oh this wastoo good to pass up. She'd teach him a little lesson about trying to show herup in front of her crew, and show him just who had the final say around her.No courage to act, ffft! He should be ashamed of himself, and she was going tomake sure he knew otherwise when she wasfinished with him. 

Chakotay was already pacing his cell, and growling. *That bitch,* he thought,*locked him up in here, and she was the one who kissed him!* His eyes narrowedwhen she walked in and excused the guard. "I hope you came to let me out ofhere?"

She smiled ferally, "No such luck Commander, that was a serious breech ofprotocol on the bridge, attacking your captain like that, tsk tsk." Her smilewidened, "The only thing is, are you man enough to follow it through?" Shestepped closer to the cell, leaning against the wall, and began unzipping herjacket, then she stretched.

Chakotay closed his eyes, he couldn't believe she was doing this, and hecouldn't believe he couldn't reach her! His body began responding to hercatlike movements, she was going to pay for this. "I can handle anything youthrow my way, Kat," he grinned broadly, "I just don't think you can."

"Oh, I think I can, question is, will I?" She turned around and walked backtoward the exit, zipping her jacket as she went. "A few days ought to coolyour hormones," she turned around and winked, "and you can address me asCaptain or ma'am, familiarities just won't be allowed for those who haven'tearned them." Then she was gone, leaving him to stare after her, and to thinkof all the lovely things he could do to get back at her.

He really hadn't expected his imprisonment to last as long as it did, but heended up spending three days in the brig. During which time Kathryn hadvisited him at the end of her shifts, excusing the guard each time. And eachtime she visited she did her damnedest to turn him on, and if she wasn't theretrying to do it, she had data padds sent down, reading material for theinmate. And what reading material it was too. Damn the woman she could write,and what she wrote left him suffering in his cot. It was going to take all hehad to keep him from taking her the next time they were alone. Alone and hewas free that was, his body didn't care where he did it, against a wall, overthe back of the sofa, the floor, who gave a damn, he wanted her, bad. But hewas going to get even first, he was definitely going to get even. She had itcoming, double time.

He would start by ignoring her, he'd been released back to his quarters, wasbeing reinstated to his position as first officer, he hadn't done anythingwrong. And she'd obviously cooked up something with the doctor about hisproblem being a chemical imbalance, reputations were saved, especially his.

Now, he was sitting in his quarters, working over a file. It was one of thepadds she'd sent him, and he was altering it. Reversing it for his purposes,and changing the point of view. In short, he was telling her everything heplanned to do to her, without saying he planned to do them. When he'd finishedhe sent it back to her, smiling to himself. He didn't have to wait long,within minutes she was marching through his door.

"You son of a bitch!" She tossed the padd at him.

Chakotay grinned as she stormed in the room. "What's the matter, Captain?Don't you like the memo I sent you?" His face took on a completely innocentexpression.

Her brow raised in question. "Memo is it? I thought it was…"

"You've been sending them to me for the last three days. I took them as achallenge, and a personal request." He moved toward, stalking, watching foran opening.

She stopped abruptly, when the backs of her thighs made contact with his desk.Suddenly, the urge to run passed over her. What am I doing? I am in way overmy head. It's been too long. I'm not sure of this. Panic flashed throughher and her hands raised to ward him off. "Chakotay, wait." The predatorylook in his eyes froze her in position.

"It's too late, Kathryn. You started this game, and I intend to finish it."His hands caught her upper arms, and he drew her to him. His mouth dipped andcaptured hers, feeding hungrily at it. Before long, the swirl of panicdissipated, to be replaced by an equal fervor. His arms wrapped around hershoulders crushing her to him. Kathryn's arms in turn wrapped around hiswaist, melding him as close as possible. A soft moan escaped her as he liftedher onto the edge of the desk. His hands moved swiftly, deftly removing theuniform jacket, and unfastening her trousers. Kathryn was jerked back toreality as tugged the pullover over her head, breaking the kiss. For amoment, the panic started again, but his mouth quickly resumed its formerposition. Chakotay's lips began a trail across her cheek, throat andcollarbone and traveled to the lacy edge of her bra. He grinned slightly ashis mouth closed over the satin encased nipple, tormenting it to a peak. "Notexactly StarFleet issue, Captain."

Her eyes blinked in dazed confusion. "Wha… What?"

"Your underwear. It's not StarFleet issue. Isn't that a violation of sorts?"

Her mind couldn't make sense of his words as waves of pleasure radiatedthrough her. She shook her head, trying to focus, but it was no use. Everytime a coherent thought entered, his hot mouth would suckle her breast, andshe was lost again in sensation.

"Let me fix the problem for you."

She could only nod at his logic. Gods yes! Anything that she needed fixing,he could fix. She barely noticed that his hands had rid her of her boots andtrousers. She sat before him in black satin and lace, from her stocking cladtoes to her bra. 

Chakotay paused to view the vision before him. He couldn't stop his mouthfrom watering. To hell with waiting, to hell with revenge, she was his andthat was all there was to it. He allowed his hands to trail up her stockingclad legs, over pale white thighs, to cup the hot damp heat between herthighs. "Yes, definitely not 'Fleet issue. Can't have that. While one handdeftly unfastened her bra, the other curled around the waistband of herpanties.

Kathryn jumped in shock at the sudden jerk and tear of her underwear. Beforeshe could do more than give him a startled glance, his mouth reclaimed hers,and his fingers tangled in her pubic hair and began exploring her sex. Softgasps and moans echoed through the room. It didn't take long for her to reachher peak, and Chakotay held her tightly as it swept through her. His eyesclosed briefly, joy spreading through him at the thought that he brought herhere. A brief surge of tenderness swept through him, to be replaced by aneven stronger surge of desire. Once again, his mouth feasted hungrily onhers. One hand swiftly unfastened his trousers, while the fingers of theother tested her opening. Carefully, he dipped one finger inside her. At theeager clenching of her sex, and the delicate spasm of her body, he insertedanother, and once again worked her to climax. As her body began itsconvulsions, he replaced his fingers rock hard length. He plunged to thehilt, pausing briefly as she stiffened around him. His hand once againdrifted between then, working her sensitive clit until the tremors startedagain. Starting slowly, he rocked into her body. As she softened and movedwith him, the tempo increased until they both plummeted over the edge. 

Chakotay held Kathryn's sweat drenched body tightly to him. Never could heremember being so moved. He had waited a lifetime for this, and now she wasin his arms, and his world seemed right. He brushed a tender kiss upon herbrow. "Are you all right, my love?"

A hesitant nod moved against his shoulder and a breathless voiced echoed inhis ear. "Yes. But if I had known this would be the result, I would havegiven in to you much sooner."

He couldn't stop the grin or the soft chuckle that escaped him. "I tried totell you, but you can be extremely stubborn."

She nodded again and shifted slightly to get more comfortable. "I think I'mgetting to old for…" Her eyes widened as he once again began to grow hardinside her. "That's not possible again, is it?"

"My body is doing its damnedest to convince me. I've wanted you a long time.It shouldn't surprise you that I can't get enough of you now that I've gottena taste. What so you say we make it to the bedroom this time, though."

Again Kathryn nodded as Chakotay slipped out of her and kicked free of histrousers. She slid off the edge of the desk and stood for a moment graspingthe edge like a lifeline. A gasped escaped as he scooped her up in his armsand carried her into the bedroom. As the fell together onto the bed, heproceeded to show her just how much her wanted her and for how long.

Chakotay rolled over in bed, his arm seeking the small body of the woman heloved, but finding only an empty spot. Immediately he awakened and lookedaround the room, "Kathryn?" his voice was thick with sleep. When she didn'tanswer he climbed out of the bed, not bothering to pull on a robe or hisdiscarded pants, not that he would have been able to find them. His searchtook him into the living room, where he finally found her, nestled in thecorner of the window seat, nursing a cup of coffee. He walked over and slid ahand along her shoulder, then up to massage her neck, "Hey beautiful, couldn'tsleep?"

She smiled as she swiveled around to face him, "I'm not used to having someonein my bed, I was tossing and turning, I was afraid I'd wake you."She snickered, "You wouldn't get that lucky."

"Oh?" He took the cup from her hands and set it off to the side, "I seem torecall getting pretty lucky the first time." Actually, he thought it was adamned miracle. He slowly pulled her to the edge of the seat, which wasn'treally a seat, simply a slanted viewport.

She snorted as her head fell back, allowing him to lean forward and nuzzle herneck, "Luck had nothing to do with it, I just took pity on you”. Her nails scratched against the surface of the view port, searching for a place to dig in as his lips moved lower, becoming more insistent.

He parted her robe, lowering himself to his knees as his lips skimmed over thesoft valley between her breasts. With one hand he gently pushed her backwardsagainst the glass of the viewport, the other spread the silk robe out aroundher, baring her to his hungry eyes. Her back arched, as his lips moveddownward across her abdomen, he could feel her trembling with anticipation ofwhat was coming. He moved slowly, leaving a moist trail within is wake. Heblew gently across it, causing her shift beneath her, her body tingling. Helifted her leg, moving from her knee to the juncture where thigh ended andbody began. She groaned in frustration, lifting her hips, urging him on.Finally his lips brushed her arousal, moving over her gently.

He lifted her hips and supported them, looking at her spread out over theglass, head tossed to one side, body tense, he could feel she was close. Withan evil grin on his face he stopped, "Kathryn, are you sure about this? Iknow you've got that early department head meeting, I'd hate for you to beexhausted."

She lifted her head and glared at him, "What the hell do you think tattooboy!"

He smiled, "Yes ma'am." He lowered his head once more, and few moments latershe was screaming. Gods he loved the way she looked when he brought her hear,the total abandonment, the way she trembled and writhed. She was stillshaking when he lifted her and carried her to the bed, he would have beenperfectly content with just holding her, but she was insistent that she do thesame for him. How he loved her, he had her now, and he was never going to lether go. But their game, was far from over...