Alrighty then, I know its been a while, but what can I say. Here is a tentative offering. It is dedicated quite simply to my dearest friend and companion Kadi. Here's to two years of writing together. Happy anniversary.

I Arise From Dreams of Thee

By Cat NC-17

It is a familiar feeling this sensation of floating. I embrace it as a lover, enjoying the free euphoric feeling. It is rare that I can relax like this, especially aboard ship with all my duties pulling on me. It is pleasant this sense of peace. Blanking my mind, even to my own thoughts, I allow the feeling to overwhelm me. Thoughts fill my mind trickling at first like a lazy stream, and then faster into the focus of my dreams, Kathryn.

The first images stun me and I know I must be dreaming. Here before me stands my Captain, my beautiful Kathryn. Of course she is only mine in this place, for in the real world my feelings for her are hidden and denied, but here, here in this glorious place, she is mine. She leans over me on the narrow bed in the shuttle, her hair falling free and loose around her shoulders. I reach up, unable to resist stroking it. It is soft and silky, and slightly damp to the touch. It curls around my fingers like a timid lover. I smile, Kathryn is rarely timid.

Her smile is tremulous, almost shy and my first urge is to pinch myself to see if this is real. I do not. I don't want to wake up, ever. I move my hand and stroke her face, whispering soft words of love. "I love you Kathryn." I do not hesitate here in this place, there is no need and it allows me a release. I frown slightly as tears form in her eyes, but she smiles at me and kisses my palm.

"I know. I've always known."

My heart flutters in my chest. Were I awake, the expression on her face would send me into spasms of joy, for all I see there is acceptance and love. But I am asleep, I have to be, because these things never happen while I'm awake. Knowing this, I am confident and slide my hands behind her head, pulling her down gently for a kiss. The first soft gasps echo in my brain, as intoxicating as the finest brandy. I kiss her again, drawing her down to me until she is sprawled across my chest.

Her skin is soft and warm, and suddenly my greedy hands can't get enough of her. I skim her bare shoulders, pulling her closer, tighter to me. My fingers fist in her tank top. I can barely breath. The taste of her is like the sweetest ambrosia and I feast like a starving man. A sense of urgency sweeps through me and I am unable to stop the reflexive tightening of my hands. I make myself pull back, my hands framing her face and lifting it so I can see her eyes. The look there makes me smile. Her eyes are dazed, her mouth swollen from my kisses. She looks both hesitant and eager at the same time. Her eyes meet mine, the sense of urgency leaves me. Now I I feel is the need to cherish, to reassure and make this the most special moment of our lives. I slide my hands slowly down her back, cupping her bottom, gently kneading the supple flesh. I watch as her eyes darken, her lips tremble. I lean forward and nibble her bottom lip, sweeping it with my tongue. "I've dreamed of holding you like this a thousand time Beloved."

Her fists tighten in my t-shirt as her chest lowers to my chest. I hear the tremulous sigh as she speaks, her voice barely a whisper. "So have I Chakotay, so have I." Her eyes sparkle with tears as she raises her head again. She leans forward, kissing me, her tongue timid, her moves slow. "Show me our reality."

The plea in her voice and the sincerity in her eyes move me deeper than I have ever been moved before. Again I think of pinching myself to wake myself, but one more look in her eyes convinces me that I want to stay and experience this dream to the fullest. I gather her close, and turn, rolling her under me. One more deep kiss and then my hands are sliding up and under her undershirt and skimming the soft silky skin of her breasts. She gasps and aches against me, every muscle taunt as I close my mouth over her nipple. I alternate the pressure of my tongue, enjoying the feel of her through the cotton material. Slowly I pull back, blowing a cool stream of air across the sensitive flesh. She shivers and gasps in response. Suddenly the need to see her, really taste her fills my mind and I strip her of her shirt and pants.

The need to taste all of her rides my mind and the journey begins slowly, sensually, despite the need clawing at me, I explore every inch of her, savoring her and the experience. Finally the need overwhelms us both and she is opening for me, pulling me to her. I sink into her slowly both savoring the moment and allowing her time to adjust to me. Finally I'm home and she's cupping my face and smiling at me. And then we begin to move, and it's heaven and earth combined. The stars shimmer around us and we soar with them. As completion overwhelms us both, I draw her closer and kiss her. Snuggling her close, I marvel at the sense of fulfillment. This is truly the best dream I've ever had. With a slight chuckle, as the euphoric haze begins to settle over me again, I wonder briefly how I'm going to get the sheets clean in the morning without her knowing.

I wake bright and alert, as always. There is rarely a haze in the morning, a need to ease into wakefulness. My first thought is of how marvelously relaxed I am. My second is that I'm not alone. My arms reflexively tighten around the body in my arms. As I glance down, almost hesitantly, I am surprised and honored by the sight of my lovely Kathryn sprawled across me. As my arms tighten around her she stirs and I marvel at the sleepy contentment in her face. Her smile is glorious if uncertain, and I cannot resist the urge to kiss her. "Good morning."

She smiles again, kissing me back. "Good morning." She shifts slightly, her eyes meeting mine almost shyly. "If I'd have known this would happen I would have taken you on and away mission with me sooner." I watch with a smug smile as she shifts again, then winces. She grins at me again though. "Unaccustomed activity. I'm a bit out of shape."

I hug her again unable to stop myself. "I'll be more than happy to help you with that deficiency love."

Once more she grins, all trace of shyness gone. "I was hoping you'd say that." I kiss her, and the joy of the night before returns again.

Several hours later we are sipping coffee and enjoying a quiet breakfast. Some demon hounds me and I have to ask. "What changed your mind?"

She looked down then up. "I had finished my shower and come in to get my book when I heard you sigh my name. I decided to check on you thinking you were awake. You weren't you looked so peaceful, and yet, as I turned to leave you, you whispered my name again. When I looked back, you were looking right at me. The look I saw was so intense, so sexual and possessive confident and sensual, that I was mesmerized for a moment. When you told me you loved me, I melted. It was as if you knew yourself and me and wasn't afraid to admit it. It amazed and overwhelmed me. I thought, if Chakotay is this sure, how can I doubt it?"

I smile again and take her hand. "I've dreamed of you in my arms a thousand times. At first I thought I was dreaming and it gave me the courage to be who I wanted to be to you. But I think, deep down inside I knew it was real. I'm glad it was real."

Her expression is priceless. I don't even mind as she takes my hand and guides me back to the bunk, our breakfast all but forgotten. As she curls around me and over me, I thank the spirits of my ancestors for giving me this woman and blessing our love.

Fin~

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