STAR TREK: VOYAGER

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Perfection

JANEWAY: I wondered who was running my program. Master da Vinci doesn't like visitors after midnight.

SEVEN: He protested. I deactivated him.

JANEWAY: What are you doing here, Seven?

SEVEN: This simulation contains many religious components. I was studying them to help me understand what I saw in Cargo Bay two.

JANEWAY: The data isn't clear why Omega stabilised in those last few seconds. The chances are it was simply a chaotic anomaly, nothing more.

SEVEN: For three point two seconds I saw perfection. When Omega stabilised, I felt a curious sensation. As I was watching it, it seemed to be watching me. The Borg have assimilated many species with mythologies to explain such moments of clarity. I've always dismissed them as trivial. Perhaps I was wrong.


JANEWAY: If I didn't know you better, I'd say you just had your first spiritual experience.

The final scene from the Omega Directive – my story continues from this point.

"Yes Captain, I think it was because I have never felt anything like it before," Seven replied.
"Well I am glad Seven, because spirituality is an important part of the human experience. It makes one think of something other than the corporeal, extends our consciousness. And remember Seven that each persons spiritual experiences are personal to them and take many and varied forms."
" So you do not wish me to discuss it further with you then? " asked Seven looking at Janeway.
" No Seven, I am glad to talk to you about it, I just meant that not everybody finds the same things spiritual, which makes it so personal."
"And unique. "
" Yes Seven and I am really glad you understand that," replied Janeway smiling.
A need to be silent overtook them both and so they sat together quietly just thinking.
Janeway was truly glad that Seven had extended her thinking to incorporate the spiritual, a sign of progress with her human side. Perfection, Janeway laughed to herself, that is what I see every time I look at Seven, but I don’t think that is a spiritual experience. Sensual and exciting and puzzling is what it was.
Seven was still trying to process the feelings she had experienced, the essence of something so intangible. Not dissimilar to the way she felt about the Captain, a feeling that she did not understand and could not name but enjoyed.
"Captain can you have spiritual feelings about another person? " asked Seven suddenly.
Whoa, that sure woke Janeway from her reverie.

Janeway caught her breath and replied haltingly, "Well Seven, I um, I am not sure what you mean by that. Spirituality is usually something you feel about a concept or belief rather than an actual person. Those sorts of feelings when associated with another person are usually called love."
"Well I have those feelings for you so am I in love with you?" asked Seven looking Janeway in the face.
Janeway got to her feet and began to pace unsure what to say or how to feel. She wondered how the hell she had got herself in this position – what could she say when she could barely think at this point.
Janeway rubbed her brow with her hand and answered, "Seven you have just had a very emotional experience, which has confused you, I am sure. I think that you need time to process all your feelings and put them into some order. I think that may be influencing how you think you feel towards me."
Seven remained looking at Janeway, looking into her eyes and stated, "No Kathryn, I had those feelings for you before I saw Omega stabilise. It is just that being here with you now, like this, made me want to tell you. Was I wrong to do that?"
Janeway paced some more – unsure what to do or say – thoughts of Seven whirling around her head. Fighting her desire to take Seven in her arms and kiss her and tell her she loved her too.

" Seven, I think you may be confusing your feelings for me. I have mentored you and encouraged you and taken an interest in your journey to discover your human side. I think what you feel for me is gratitude and friendship," Janeway replied, still pacing.
" No Kathryn, the doctor and I have discussed friendship and I do not feel that for you. Am I correct in thinking that you do not normally want to have sexual relations with your friends?" replied Seven with a small smirk on her face.
Janeway couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t understand how a discussion about spirituality had now become one about sex. Seven wants to have sex with me – god in heaven – what do I do now – thought Janeway, apart from throw her to the floor and grant her desire.
"I have made you uncomfortable Kathryn, you do not wish to have sexual relations with me. I thought you did. Thought that is why you are always coming to astrometrics, always looking at my breasts, always touching my arm. I am sorry for misunderstanding this, " replied Seven with the smirk becoming slightly larger.
" Seven, I am your Captain, it is not appropriate for me to have a relationship with one of my crew, regardless of how I may feel about them."
" That is illogical Kathryn. Why are you not allowed to have a relationship or have feelings? We are many years from earth and may not get there. Are you saying that you will never have a relationship again? Do you not have sexual desires that need fulfilling? " asked Seven.
Janeway didn’t know how to reply to that except to deflect. "Seven, I think it is late and we should stop this conversation now. We will talk about it again when you are not so emotional."
" You are afraid of your feelings for me and that is why you do not wish to discuss it," replied Seven bluntly.
Janeway didn’t know what to do or say. Seven was always so direct and to the point. Of course she was afraid of her feelings for this damn borg – afraid that if she released them she would never be able to stop them, afraid of how much desire she felt, afraid that if she held her just once in her arms she would never let her go. Afraid more than anything that if she did not face the feelings now and honour them she would loose Seven. And that was the worst fear of all.
So she did the only thing she could, she walked over to Seven, lent down to her and kissed her with the full force of all her desire and longing. Seven responded by kissing her back with equal force and stood up so she could wrap her arms around her lover properly. Time seemed to stop for both of them in that moment – that moment of giving and receiving – of being loved and loving.
Seven ripped Janeways uniform from her with all the speed she could muster – wanting all of this woman – wanting to touch her and be touched by her. Janeway gasped in surprise and felt the breath rush from her lungs. Janeway lay down on the floor in front of the fireplace her eyes never leaving those of Seven. Seven removed her uniform and revealed her beautiful body to Janeway in all its glory – a yellow glow cast on it by the flames.

" So Kathryn where shall I begin," laughed Seven.
"Oh Seven any where you want but do it quickly – fuck me Seven – fuck me now," yelled Janeway to her borg.
" Oh I intend to Kathryn – within an inch of your life," replied Seven happily.
Seven knelt down between Janeways legs and parted them gently, which caused Janeway to moan softly. She ran her borg hand gently up Janeways thighs and with her human hand she flicked her clit gently. Then she leaned into Janeway and kissed her again, long and hard and deep, exploring this unknown territory with her tongue. Exploring another unknown territory at the same time with her fingers.
Janeway arched her back and moaned some more wrapping her arms and legs around the borg. Wanting all of her to touch all of Seven. They began to rock together as Seven kept exploring and flicking and tasting and thrusting. Sevens mouth was now on Janeways breast sucking the nipples until they were so hard Janeway thought they would burst. Sevens fingers were inside Janeway probing and rubbing and thrusting in rhythm to her spasms.
Finally Janeway could take no more and she came again and again in crashing waves of delight. Yelling Sevens name in relief and release and love. And then the spasms stopped and Janeway clung to Sevens body, trembling with awe. And Seven clung to Janeway panting and sweating and wondering where all these feelings had come from.
Janeway pulled back and looked Seven in the eyes.
" Thank you Seven that was incredible," whispered Janeway.
Seven looked at her and replied seriously, "I am glad you liked it, but I will improve next time."
Janeway laughed and said, " Seven I don’t know if I would survive if you improved any. But now it is your turn to receive I think."
With that Janeway pulled back from Seven and gently pushed her back to the floor. She stopped and looked at her – at all of her – drinking in the softness of her skin contrasted against the steel of her implants. She ran her fingers gently down Sevens cheek, along her neck, across her shoulder, across her breast tweaking the nipple as she went, down the flatness of her stomach, through the golden curls, down her strong thighs to the tips of her toes. Seven felt the tingles go all through her body and arched her back in response.
Janeway pounced on Sevens breasts – taking each one in her mouth by turn – sucking and biting and twirling with her tongue. The nipples hard and responsive to the touch of her tongue. Her body pressed against Sevens body – the implants marking Janeways skin as well. Her hands trying to touch every part of Seven – grabbing and pinching and holding. Janeway ran her tongue down Sevens breast, down her stomach, through the curls and into the place of her desire. She flicked Sevens clit with her tongue – once, twice – then took it in her mouth and sucked the juices dry. Her fingers seeking entry into Seven gently and with care. Seven bucked and rocked and moaned with desire and longing. Janeway removed her fingers and moved her tongue down to take their place – gently lapping at the juices flowing there as well – probing and flicking and tasting all that was on offer. Gently moving her tongue in and out in rhythm with Sevens pace – grasping the strong thighs for support. Feeling the spasms and shudders building in their force until an earthquake struck and amazed with its force – after shock after after shock flooding through them both.

SEVEN: For three point two minutes I saw perfection.

JANEWAY: I'd say you just had your first sexual experience.