Chapter 6
"Can I help you?" A voice asked from the back of the little leather shop that Seven had just entered.
"Would you mind if I only looked around? I am not here to buy something. I merely wish to learn more about your village, and what kind of crafts you have here."
"I don't mind at all," A slightly older woman said while she came from the back of the store to meet Seven. "I see that you're one of the space travelers that have come to visit us. Welcome. My name is Fawza; I'm the leather craftswoman in this village."
"I am Seven of Nine, Chief Science Officer on Voyager, our starship."
"Pleased to meet you, Seven. As I said, welcome. Do take your time and have a good look around."
Seven spent almost fifteen minutes walking through the small shop that was really nothing more than a hut a little bigger than the private huts in the village, that had racks on the walls to hold all kinds of different leather items. Mostly clothing and boots, but other items made of leather were also there. Rope woven from thin leather strips, and full hides could be found there as well. There were also some saddles to be found, needed to ride the planet's equivalent of horses. Seven had to admit that Fawza was a very talented craftswoman because the items couldn't have been of a better quality if they had come from a replicator. But Seven did feel a certain remorse for the animals that certainly hadn't given up their hide willingly.
"Do you kill the animals needed for these hides yourself, or do you get the hides from the hunters?" Seven wondered.
"Oh, my goodness no!" Fawza exclaimed. "We haven't killed animals for their hide for centuries. No, we leather craftswomen are actually allowed to use the replicator to create the hide. But let me assure you, we only create the hide with the replicator, all you see here is my handy work."
"You do have a replicator?" Seven asked surprised. With the whole setup of living a simple life in huts that these women had, Seven had almost forgotten that these people also had space ships capable of warp 9.2. "Who else has access to replicators?"
"Well, basically everyone with a good reason. It is just that replicator use is very limited. Bottom line is, if the thing you need originates from an animal, the replicator is used to create it. My craft is a good example. Leather is needed to make these items, so the replicator is used to create the hides. But all other things have to be done by hand. The tools I use to create my works were made by hand, the material for them was mined out of the mountains up north. Oh, at one point we used wood to feed the fires, but we found that we were destroying too much of the forests. So now the fuel for the fires is created by the replicator as well. Every village has one replicator. It's used to create the things that we can't take from nature, because if we did, we would destroy nature and not live with it."
"But I saw people eating meat earlier," Seven pointed out. "There were no animals hunted for that?"
"No, not at all. The cooks are also allowed to use the replicator. They create the raw meat, and then they prepare it like it would be done if the meat had come from hunted animals. The only hunting we still do is the hunting of dangerous animals that attack our villages. But since we don't go out hunting as many of them as we can, simply because we can, their numbers don't decline, just that the ones that attack our villages are taken out to stop the attacks."
"Very interesting," Seven had to admit. "But if you no longer hunt, and if the Zamonan rule the entire world, why do you still have warriors? Are they not... useless?"
Fawza laughed at the question. "Don't let them hear that. True, we do rule the world, but I sincerely doubt that anyone of us ever told you that we have no problems at all. There are always going to be people that prey on the weak. The fact that we live in villages enhances that. Yes, the villages and a certain area around them are safe, thanks to the guards on patrol. But the thing is that there are distances between the villages that take you days to travel, unless you use a transporter. But the use of the transporter is very limited as well. Just like the use of the replicators. So you are bound to get people that live off robbing people that travel between villages."
"But why did you never take care of that problem?" Seven asked, surprised that these warriors would allow a situation like this to continue.
"You have to understand, our whole society is focused on supporting our warriors. This way of life has served us well for millennia, and we don't wish to see it go. Warriors need a purpose in life, a reason to be warriors. We need a certain level of danger in our world."
"But what about people that are not warriors? How can they ever leave the village?"
"Well, as I said, there's a certain area around the villages that's still safe. That area is guarded by the warriors of the village, and bad elements know to stay clear of those areas. So non-warriors can leave the village to spend some time in the woods. But if they really want to go to another village they can state their reason for leaving to the Regent of the village. If the Regent thinks that the trip is warranted, then she'll send a warrior detail with the person to protect her. The people who's trip is not considered warranted and never the less leave on the trip, those are the ones that might suffer from robbing and maybe more."
Fawza could see that Seven was going to argue the system, and stopped her by raising her hand. "I know, I know, you aren't the first person to find the situation strange. Most space travelers that we meet find it strange. But you have to take into account that we've lived like that for our entire history. We are used to this system, we like it. To us, this is nothing more than normal. If it were to change, then we would no longer feel comfortable."
"Humans have a saying, 'To each their own,'" Seven said while dipping her head slightly. "Until now I never fully understood this saying. Though I question certain aspects of it, you are comfortable living like this. I have to, and will, believe you on that. Thank you for your explanation."
Fawza smiled and returned Seven's head gesture. "It was my pleasure. It's always refreshing to see other people's view on things. Now, you said that you were only here to look, but did you see something that was of interest to you?"
"Several things," Seven assured. "Unfortunately I have little use for them on our space ship."
"Really? Why?"
"For one thing, we usually do not wear the kind of clothing you do. Even if we are not in uniform, we wear long pants that cover the entire legs and shirts that cover the entire upper body, except for the arms sometimes."
"I see. Well, if you are going to stay on our planet for a couple of days, I could maybe make something for you. I don't only make the things you just looked at; I can make things to your description, made to fit perfectly."
Seven's mind went back to a conversation she and B'Elanna once had while discussing a book they had both read. In it there had been a rather lengthy description of clothing that a woman had worn. Seven had found it quite a boring part, but B'Elanna had assured her that the whole point was to get you to 'see' the clothing on the woman in your mind. B'Elanna had admitted that she had liked the description because she had always liked the way a woman looked in leather.
"Actually, if our meeting with your Queen goes well tomorrow, we will stay another ten days. There is a set of clothing I would like, but the description of it is very precise. Would you object to me telling you so exactly how you should make the items?"
"Not at all," Fawza assured, before adding with a grin, "You'll be the one wearing it. So if it looks terrible, you only have yourself to blame. But I can promise you; no matter how you describe them, they will fit you perfectly."
"The clothing was described as 'fitting like a second skin,'" Seven pointed out.
"Then so they will. Personally, I think that it's a good choice. If I may say so, you have a nicely proportioned body; you definitely should show that off. Now, let me grab some paper so that I can write down what you want."
While Fawza was gone for a moment, Seven took another look around the hut, only now realizing that the two tables which she first thought were work tables, were actually displays as well. Just that there was a lid over them. Curious, Seven walked over and opened one of the lids a little, mostly to see if her guess was right and that they really were displays.
"You can open them if you want," Fawza said when she came back and saw Seven at the closed displays. "I just have that closed so that the kids that come in here don't see that. Some mothers take objection to me putting those on display for everyone to see."
Curious, Seven opened the two lids and looked at the items in the display. It took her a moment to realize just what they were. "You make these as well?" Seven asked surprised.
"Well, can you think of a better material than leather to make them?" Fawza asked reasonably. "Working with leather is my job, so yes I also make them. I actually take great pride in it. I'm proud of the fact that I haven't had a real complaint yet. The only complaints I get are from people that don't treat them right. They don't seem to understand that leather is leather, and just as you take care of your skirt, you should take care of your toy after use."
"Do you have ones that you have to attach to the body with straps?" Seven asked, thinking back to the conversation she had had with B'Elanna just hours before. If she found the right one, these toys would be perfect. It would have the size and shape that B'Elanna wanted, yet very clearly be a toy.
Fawza pulled back the bottom of one of the displays, only to reveal that even more could be found lying beneath what was actually a shelf, and not a bottom. "As you can see, I have several. The biggest difference is that some have one extension, and others have two."
"What is the difference?" Seven asked, hoping she could find something she would like.
"You've never had one before?" Fawza asked, surprised that such a beautiful woman like the blonde had not yet used toys. But then again, she didn't know how the rules were in the society this woman came from. For all Fawza knew, the blonde could only just have reached her legal age.
"The big difference is that with one extension, you, if you are the one using it, will only feel the rubbing of the base against your center while your Mate will enjoy the feeling of being filled. Some women don't like to be filled, or only like to be filled by small toys. For them, I suggest the toys with one extension. But if you have the toy with two extensions, you slip one part into yourself and both you and your Mate will have the feeling of being filled. Of course, since it will be strapped to your body, you'll only feel that feeling and the sensation of the base rubbing against you while you use it. Your Mate will have the added feeling of it sliding in and out of her."
"Why are the two extensions offset from each other?"
Fawza lifted her eyebrows at the question. "Well, um, because of position."
"Position?" Seven asked, clearly not seeing what seemed obvious to Fawza.
"Well, yeah. Since you asked for these, I assumed that your... sexual organ is in the same place as ours; between your legs. If you insert one part into yourself and it would simply be a straight line to the second part... Can you imagine inserting the second part into your partner, also between her legs?"
"Oh. I see," Seven said, finally understanding what had been so obvious. "Which version would you suggest, one extension, or two?"
Seven had a feeling that not many other people on Voyager would have such a casual conversation on the qualities of sex toys like she was having now. She was glad that she could. She wanted information. That way she would get the thing that was just right.
"Well, it really depends. Who will be strapping on the toy and using it? You or your Mate?"
"We both will, in turn of course."
Fawza nodded her head slightly in understanding. "So that means that you both like the feeling of being filled?"
"Not every time, but yes, we both do enjoy that." Seven decided not to add that she only knew this from talking about what she and B'Elanna liked, and not through experience.
"Then I would definitely suggest going for the toy with two extensions." Fawza took one of the toys with only one extension and set it down on another table so that the extension was pointing to the ceiling.
"See, the thing is with these, because they're only strapped to your body, they can move a little. When you pull back, they will move away from your body because... well, because your Mate's inner walls are gripping it, right? So basically you lose some of the length of the shaft moving in and out because the toy is moving away from your body instead of out of your partner. To prevent this you have to have the straps set just right. That can be a problem. The difference between too loose and so tight that they dig into your skin is often only a matter of a finger width in strap length. Add to this that you have two people with different body builds wanting to use it... adjusting the straps just right in the heat of the moment can then be something you don't want to bother with."
Fawza sighed before admitting, "Some people never get the hang of using toys with one extension I'm afraid. They end up holding onto the toy with one hand because the straps are set wrong and there's way too much slack. Well, if you're going to hold on to it like that, then you are better off simply using a handheld one; it gives you better control. The whole point of using straps is that it frees up your hands, right?"
"Indeed," Seven agreed. Then she thought about it and added, "And enables you to enjoy certain positions, or enjoy them better because your body lines up differently."
Fawza nodded. "Right. For those reasons I normally suggest that if both partners do enjoy being filled, that they go for the toys with two extensions. With the second part inside you, your walls will also be gripping onto the toy. You already counteract much of the potential slack of straps. This makes it possible to use the toy without giving that much focus to the settings of the straps. Because you're gripping it, so to say, it doesn't pull away from your body as much; using more of the length of the extension that's in your Mate to actually please her. Which, I might add also improves the smoothness of the rhythm of your stroke. And the small amount that the toy is pulled away from your body is not lost because the extension inside you moves out a little and this also gives you the feeling of something moving in and out."
"I see," Seven said, indeed seeing what Fawza meant. "I definitely want one of those as well as the clothing."
Fawza smiled at her. "I can promise you that you won't be sorry. What sizes do you want the extensions to be?"
"Size?" Seven asked confused.
"Well, yeah. After all, you have to be comfortable with the size that goes into you, and if your Mate is using it on you, you have to be comfortable with the size of that extension as well. I've found out that in most cases, the perfect size lies between the two that the two Mates prefer."
Fawza pushed the shelf back that she had pulled out before and waved her hand over the toys that had no straps attached to them. "Just show me the size you are most comfortable with, and the one your Mate is most comfortable with."
"I... I do not know what size she would like," Seven had to admit. "We have not yet actually made love. But we did discuss toys that we might want to use, and I know for certain that we would both like a toy like the one we were just discussing."
"You do realize that most Mates normally have made love for some time before I see them in my shop asking for these?" Fawza asked with a chuckle.
"I realize," Seven agreed. "It is simply that I know that I and my Mate are very close to making love for the first time, and now that I saw the toys you make it seemed like the perfect opportunity to acquire one."
"You don't have toys on that spaceship of yours?" Fawza asked.
"We do. But the problem is that both my Mate and I would like a toy that feels good, but still feels like a toy. The toys we have on the ship are highly advanced, created to feel as real as possible. We do not want that. I want to know that it is my Mate that is making love to me when she is using it. Not some automated semi-intelligent device. We want a toy that will last us many years..." At least Seven hoped that once she and B'Elanna became lovers, it would be for many, many years "...Something that will be personal... dear... to us, yet something that we know is simply a very good toy. But, as I said, I do not know the size my Mate prefers, so I am afraid I cannot buy one of your toys after all. I am sorry for taking up your time. I would however still like those clothes we talked about. Shall I describe them to you now?"
"In a moment," Fawza said thoughtfully. "Maybe I can be of assistance to you and your Mate yet. Let me go back here for a moment."
A few seconds later Fawza returned with a bag in her hand. "I made this a few years ago, but I was never able to sell it. So I stopped keeping it up here. I could ask less for it of course, but then I would be cheapening my own work, and people would soon be asking me for deals all the time. I don't want that."
Fawza closed the lid of one of the displays and emptied the contents of the bag onto it. "Personally, I think this is the second best I've ever made."
"Second best?" Seven interrupted.
Fawza chuckled. "You don't think that I'm stupid enough to actually sell the best toy I ever made, do you?"
Seven merely dipped her head in understanding, before smiling.
Then Fawza continued, "This is the base and straps, as you just saw with the other ones. But see these extensions?"
"I do. They are thin and I would assume very uncomfortable." Seven noted after looking at the wooden extensions for a moment. They were about as thick as her pinky finger, and a little longer as her middle finger.
Fawza laughed for a moment. "That's wood from the Zap tree. It's as strong as iron. I can't break that with bare hands, and I have very strong fingers from working with leather all day."
She bent one on of the extensions a little. "But see, it's very flexible. Now, see these leather sheaths here? This small one goes over the wood, see? That is the smallest size possible."
Seven looked intrigued at the extension. Now it was about as thick as her thumb, and still not much longer as her middle finger.
"Then these other sheaths go over the first one, see? Making the size wider and longer with every sheath." Fawza continued to put sheath over sheath until she had reached eight layers. "This is the biggest size possible."
Seven took the toy from Fawza and hesitantly felt it. It was flexible, but it definitely was firm as well. The diameter of the toy was now as much as three of Seven's fingers held beside each other; a little more then five centimeters, and it had a length of twenty-two centimeters. Seven knew that the dimensions were still within the range that could physically fit an aroused Human woman. She sincerely doubted however that it could ever fit inside her comfortably and still feel good. But while Fawza had been putting the different sheaths on, Seven had seen a size that she had liked very much. She was also certain that one of the sizes would appeal to B'Elanna as well.
While Seven was examining the toy, Fawza continued. "As you can see, there are four sets of sheaths. That way both extensions can be built up to the size you want."
"That would require two sets, why the other two sets?" Seven wondered.
"Hygiene," Fawza answered simply.
"Hygiene?" Seven repeated.
"Well, yes. I don't know how your body works, but it looks very similar to ours. And with us, we have two openings where such a toy can be used. However, it is very unhygienic to use a toy for the second opening, and then for the first. So, to make sure that the love game is not interrupted by having to clean the toy, I have made two sets for each partner; one for both openings. See the difference in color? That is how you tell them apart."
"Oh," Seven merely said. She now fully understood what Fawza was talking about; she had just never given any thought as to whether she would like something like that. She had hoped to find out what she liked while doing it. Harry however had never indicated that he wanted anything like that, so it had never really come up. Seven bent the shaft a little, surprised to find that it was a very good mix of firm, yet flexible.
"That's the Zap wood," Fawza explained when she saw Seven bend the shaft. Go on; you won't break it." She waited until Seven had bent the shaft some more before explaining, "I love how perfect the Zap wood is as a core. Very flexible so that you don't have to worry about having angles just right when using it, but at the same time it's incredibly strong and the leather around it gives it the perfect stiffness."
She squeezed the shaft a little to show Seven that the leather dented under pressure. "And the best part is that the leather layers give it just that bit of softness needed to comfortable while having that stiffness to be a very effective tool, so to speak. I also put short pieces of the Zap wood in the tips of the sheaths. That way the hard but firm core gets longer with the added layers and you don't get a strong base that starts flapping about and looses stiffness along the way up."
"I think that this is exactly what my Mate and I need. How much do you ask for it?"
"As I said, it's not cheap. That's why it hasn't been sold yet. Couples that normally find out the price prefer to simply buy several of the other toys, which is still a lot cheaper. A lot of work went into making this. The price I'm asking is six hundred Koli."
Seven once again saw her hopes dashed. She knew that since these people knew about replicators, the Voyager crew couldn't use the replicators to create the currency the Zamonan used; Voyager would have to trade for it. And having seen some of the leather clothes with price tags of only fifty Koli, made it clear to Seven that she could never hope to buy this toy. She could hardly go to Captain Janeway to ask her to part with Voyager goods because she wanted to buy a sex toy. "I am sorry. I cannot,"
"Let me guess, you don't have the money?" Fawza interrupted.
"Not an amount like that."
"Your Mate, who is she? The dark one who broke my cousin's jaw?"
"That woman was your cousin?" Seven asked, now sure that she wouldn't even get the leather clothing she wanted, let alone the expensive toy. "Yes, that is B'Elanna, my Mate."
"Well, I sure hope she knocked some sense into that girl, goddess knows she had it coming to her. Tell me, can you pay for the clothing you want to have? They will be about the prices you see around you."
"I can. My captain will understand me wanting to buy some clothing from you; she will even encourage it because trade is exactly the thing we are here for. But I know for certain that she will never part with the goods needed to pay for the toy. Especially since Voyager can reproduce the toys I spoke of before, for only a small fraction of that price."
"Alright. Well, as I said, I have had this thing lying around here for several years now. So I'll make you a deal."
"A deal?"
"Yes, a deal. I'll give it to you and your Mate, as a gift, if you promise me two things."
"What?" Seven knew that she would do a lot to get this toy, as long as it didn't hurt B'Elanna or Voyager.
"The first promise is that you will always take good care of it, treat it like it should be treated. I'll explain later to you how to keep it in perfect condition. I would hate for my work to go to waste because of sloppy maintenance. The second promise is that you tell nobody on this planet that you have it. And if by some miracle it was found out that you have it, you tell them that you bought it for seven hundred Koli. Later, once you have left this part of space, I'll be able to brag about the fact that I sold the toy to you for that price."
"Those are easy promises to make, I agree," Seven said immediately.
"Why? What kind of promise did you think I would ask? That you promise to sleep with me?" Fawza asked laughingly.
"You would not be the first to try a trick like that to have intercourse with me," Seven agreed, a small smile tugging on her lips. She really liked this woman.
"Honey, with all respect to you, you look great, but you don't hold a candle to my Mate. And she can do things to me in bed that I can't even describe to you. Besides, she's also one of our best warriors, and is sitting in the back of this hut as we speak. Sharpening her weapons and probably heard every word we said. Believe me, you're not worth it."
Now Seven gave Fawza a full smile. "In that case, let me thank you. I really appreciate this. I cannot thank you enough for it."
Fawza waved her off. "Forget about it. This way I'm finally rid of it with a good conscience. As I said, I couldn't sell it any cheaper to someone in this village. Until now I've never haggled or negotiated about my prices; all of them are take it or leave it. If I lowered my price on that, then soon everyone would think that I would lower my prices on other things as well. If I hadn't put so much of my time in to making it and the sheaths, I would have thrown it away a long time ago. Now I know that my work goes to someone who appreciates it, and who is very happy with it. That's enough for me. Now, let me safely change the subject; tell me what clothing you would like."
And so, Seven did.
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Telling the Zamonan that she and B'Elanna were Mates, had one added and very nice side effect, Seven decided.
The Zamonan were now treating them as a couple. Three huts had been readied for the five member away team. Janeway, being the 'ruler' had received one for herself. The second one had gone to B'Elanna and Seven since they were Mates and should be in one hut. And the two security members had gotten the third one.
Even though they would only spend one night in them, Seven really liked the hut she and B'Elanna had gotten. Unlike the other two huts, which had been almost in the center of the village, the one they were staying in was located on the very edge of the village. About twenty meters away from the next hut, and just as far away from the shore of a lake on the other side.
The hut itself was made just like the other ones in the village. Walls built of sturdy logs, with the crevices between the logs securely packed with dried mud to keep the draft out.
Seven had asked Fawza about the huts, and the leather craftswoman had told her that, yes, now the weather was nice and hot, but for about one month out of the year the planet moved far enough away from their star that frost reached their village. At that time you definitely wanted the thicker walls. Besides, in the warm weather that they had most of the time, the buildings provided a nice relatively cool and shady place... if you opened the windows in all four walls and let a nice breeze in.
Seven had been a little surprised to find out that the wooden logs had indeed simply been cut from the surrounding forest, and not replicated. Fawza had explained that the normal village replicators could not replicate something as big as an entire log. Besides, if well taken care of, one of the log huts could last for several generations. The forest could easily sustain the little wood that was needed for the occasional repair, and for the one or two new buildings that were erected every year.
In the day that she had now spent in the village, Seven had come to like these women, and she knew that B'Elanna felt the same way. A few hours ago, the woman whose jaw B'Elanna had broken had even come to them during their walk through the village to apologize, as much as she could with her broken and swollen face. Seven had found it most interesting that the woman had apologized more to B'Elanna for making a pass at her Mate, than to Seven for touching her in more than a friendly manner. Seven had also been impressed that she, certainly not one of the shortest women around, had needed to look up quite a bit to look the extremely muscled Zamonan in the eyes. Apparently B'Elanna Torres was capable of quite some physical power when enraged. It had made Seven look forward to a time where she and B'Elanna were intimate and she could drive the Klingon wild until her Mate reacted in all kinds of fun ways.
A casual question from B'Elanna to one of the women in the food hut had given them the explanation as to why the woman named Katzi had apologized more to B'Elanna than to Seven. Apparently with these women it was considered normal to touch the other woman like that if one was starting a mating ritual, it was considered a show of interest. But one of the big rules was that one could only court women that where not Mated, and by touching Seven without finding out if she was Mated, the tall woman had disgraced the honor of the Mate; B'Elanna.
Apparently, if B'Elanna had been part of this society, she would have been entitled to do a lot more than just break the woman's jaw.
No, Seven liked the village. And she was sad that the next day, after the meeting with the Queen and if all went well, they would be leaving this village behind and go to the place where Voyager would touch down.
"Um."
Seven looked to the door where B'Elanna had just walked into the hut. Apparently the Klingon had seen the one thing that Seven liked the most about this hut; there was only one bed in it. Easily big enough for two, but still only one bed.
"Um?" Seven repeated, trying hard not to smile.
"Um, as in, um there's only one bed in here," B'Elanna stated the obvious.
"I noticed," Seven agreed, stepping a little closer to B'Elanna. "And when I noticed, the appeal of this hut rose considerably for me."
B'Elanna looked from the bed to Seven, and saw that hint of a smile. Showing her that the blonde was trying very hard not to smile, but wasn't really quite succeeding. Of course, B'Elanna had to admit, you would have to know the blonde as well as she did to see that little upturn of the lip corners and know what it meant. To most, Seven's expression still had that indifferent cool look. But to B'Elanna, she saw a smile on those lips.
"Um," B'Elanna said once more.
Now Seven did actually form her lips into a smile. "B'Elanna, we were able to sleep in one bed last night without something other than conversation happening. Why would this be different today? I believe we both need sleep, but I also believe that I would really like sleeping while feeling your body against mine."
B'Elanna walked further into the hut and sat down on the surprisingly soft bed. "Damn, and here I hoped I would get lucky today," B'Elanna joked.
In reality, she was hoping that she could create some romantic setting for the first time they made love. She knew that both she and the blonde were ready to make that step. Just that neither of them had wanted it to be as casual as their sex games were.
Seven set down beside B'Elanna. She knew that she really did want to make love to the beautiful Klingon, so she simply said, "Soon," In a promising voice.
B'Elanna looked at how Seven reached up and freed her hair from its tight bun. Ever since Seven started to live in B'Elanna's quarters, the Klingon had been thoroughly fascinated by that small move. Fascinated at how much it changed how Seven looked. With her hair down, Seven didn't look as superior as she normally did. Oh, she could still act that way, just that the look wasn't as superior. But Seven's behavior also changed slightly. She slouched a little more... well actually she slouched a little, compared to her normal ramrod straight posture. It was as if letting her hair down was a sign for Seven; a sign that she was now truly off duty.
Of course, B'Elanna had no idea that she was the sole reason why Seven had started to do this. She had no idea that Seven had discovered just how freeing it could feel to be simply and totally at ease in someone's presence. Seven had started to behave as a person would do when they are at home because, thanks to B'Elanna, Seven finally had a home to relax in.
"So, do you want to hear some good news?" B'Elanna asked, after a moment of silence.
"Yes."
"Remember how you told me a few hours ago how you liked it here, and that you wished that you could spend some more time in this village?"
Seven merely raised her eyebrow.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course you remember. A question like that is a rhetorical question, Seven, it's called an opener so that you know what I'm going to talk about next. Anyway, seems that our good Regent Dasia likes us here as well. She had a little talk with Janeway, and the captain informed me of the outcome a few minutes ago. Dasia suggested that the five of us could stay in the village if the visit with the Queen went well."
"But how would that work with the repairs to Voyager?" Seven asked, knowing that the Captain would never agree to B'Elanna and Seven being away from the ship while repairs are made.
"True, normally the distance would be a problem," B'Elanna agreed, "But Dasia has informed Janeway of a little loophole in the rules. You see, the Zamonan need specific permission to use the transporter technology that they have. But that doesn't mean that we can't use our own transporters to beam us, the Voyager crew, around. Dasia assured Janeway that the dampening field that makes beaming to the planet impossible is only active in the upper atmosphere. We can safely use the transporters once Voyager has landed, or use the transporter of the shuttle we arrived in."
"What was the Captain's reaction to this?" Seven asked eagerly.
"Well, she decided that she, as the captain, had to be with the ship all the time. So she declined. And Jonson and Trapal also preferred to go back to the ship and spent their free time with the rest of the crew. But Janeway left us free in making the decision. Since the reason for landing is not only repairs but also shore leave, Janeway said that we could stay here if we wanted. We could use the transporters and go to Voyager every day for a four hour shift to oversee and check the repairs made."
Seven looked B'Elanna straight in the eyes, showing a softness in those blue eyes that she only showed to B'Elanna. "I would like to stay here, if you stay here as well."
"I would like to stay," B'Elanna agreed, "And I took the liberty of already telling the Captain that we would be staying."
"Thank you," Seven said and then surrendered to an urge that she had been having for the last couple of days when ever B'Elanna was as near as she was now. She leaned in until her lips brushed softly over B'Elanna's. She placed another soft kiss on those lips and was just about to pull away again when she felt a hand at the back of her head, holding her in place.
B'Elanna saw Seven leaning in every so slowly, and her heartbeat doubled. There was no mistaking what the blonde was about to do. She felt those soft lips touching her own, and it was like they ignited a fire within her. She felt Seven slowly start to move back, but she knew that she couldn't let the blonde go, not now, not anymore. B'Elanna quickly put her hand on the back of Seven's head and was encouraged when she noticed that Seven had only too willingly stopped moving away.
B'Elanna returned the kiss, opening her mouth slightly to softly move her tongue over Seven's lips.
Seven felt B'Elanna's tongue begging for entrance and the blonde was only too happy to give it. She opened her mouth slightly and felt B'Elanna slip her tongue into her mouth. When she felt B'Elanna's tongue slide slowly over her own, it was as if a flame of burning desire went straight to her groin. She could feel herself grow wetter with every move B'Elanna made.
Not wanting to be outdone, Seven started to circle B'Elanna's tongue with her own before demanding her own entrance into B'Elanna's mouth, an entrance that was eagerly given.
As her tongue dueled with Seven's, B'Elanna's hands seemed to have a will of their own. She moved her hand from Seven's head to her back, where it was quickly followed by her second hand as she took the blonde into a loose embrace that would allow for her hands to roam, and the heated kissing to continue. As she let her hands roam over Seven's back, she felt Seven do the same to her.
This, B'Elanna decided, was heaven.
Continued...