The Wild Rideby Ronda, TorresB, Jamelia, JanF, Donna, pjs, Court, and RosieDisclaimer: Voyager and its characters belong to Paramount. We justborrowed them to have fun.Tom loses a bet with B'Elanna, and the fun begins.Now, let the ride of Tom and B'Elanna's life begin.Get your motor runningHead out on the highwayLooking for adventureIn whatever comes our wayI like smoke and lightningHeave metal thunderRacing with the windAnd the feeling that I'm underLike a true nature's childWe were born, born to be wildWe can climb so highI never want to dieBorn to be wildBorn to be wild("Born to Be Wild" by Steppenwolf)=======================================================It was a bright clear day, the sun beat down on the tarmac. Itglinted off the polished chrome. Anticipation hung heavy, as eyesswept over engines. Squatting down by her bike, B'Elanna fiddledwith the engine one last time.Turning to her companion, she asked, "Okay, what's the bet this time,Helmboy?""The bet, B'Elanna, the loser has to do whatever the winner says forthe next forty-eight hours." replied Tom with a confident smirk.Turning back to her bike, B'Elanna smiled wickedly. She was going tobeat Tom and win this stupid bet of his. Then, he would be sorry. "Okay, I'm ready. You'd better be prepared to lose, Helmboy.""Not a chance, Torres." quipped Tom smugly. "I'm the fastest guyaround. I've been riding motorcycles since I was eight years old.""We'll see," answered B'Elanna evenly. "Let's go."Tom was temporarily distracted from the task at hand, as he stoodthere watching those desirable black leather encased legs straddle thehog. So many images filled his mind, images that.........B'Elanna rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I know, and you're not that bad inleathers on a bike either."Tom flashed her his trademark grin."Well, I've got some moves you'venever seen.""In that case, show your stuff, Helmboy." she tossed back.The air crackled with the sound of revving engines. Then, B'Elannaroared off on her bike, leaving a trail of dust in her wake. Shequickly left the dirt and hit the pavement. It was bumpy and made foran uneasy ride. It took all her concentration to keep from wipingout. She was determined to win this race. She had lots of plans forTom during the next forty-eight hours. Drifts of dust from the tarmacsprayed up from the wheels.Despite his competitive nature, Tom was curious to see what B'Elannamight have in store for him. He was sure if she won, he'd see more ofher Klingon side. That thought excited him.Torres gunned her engine. She wondered what Tom would make her do ifshe lost. He could be very creative....She was lost in the roar ofthe motor, concentrating so hard that she hardly noticed as Tom inchedup closer to her, smiling as he started to take the lead. Suddenly,Tom shot out in front of her and took off.One thing came to B'Elanna's mind. She had to catch up with Tom. "jeghbe' tlhInganpu'," she cursed. Klingons do not surrender, shereminded herself. She had to win. On the other hand, the idea ofbeing at Tom's mercy was very tempting. Providing him with hisdeepest desires excited her more than she wanted to admit. Just whatwould he make her do? Then another thought struck her. Tom wouldnever let her forget it if he beat her. And, having Tom call herconstantly do his biding would be embarrassing. She KNEW she couldn'tcount on his silence.She returned her mind to the task at hand, beating Tom in this stupidrace. She still had a few tricks of her own. Besides, this wouldgive her a chance to show Tom what she could REALLY do. She decided alittle creativity was called for. It was hard to talk above the howlof the wind, but somehow she managed to get out, "Computer, reducepower to other motor bike by ten percent."Tom noticed his bike was losing power. He could not imagine what waswrong with the bike. His lead was fast becoming a distant memory asshe roared up to him.I must concentrate, she thought. I must win this race. Mustn't let Tom beat me.The motorcycles flew between two large rocks, grinding up a steepincline, their wheels spitting out pebbles as they ascended. Duringthe ascent, B'Elanna's conscience began to bother her as she realizedthat what she had done was without honor. So, she restored the powerto Tom's bike. She chose a good time for her ethics to return,however. As they roared up the mountain, his heavier weight put himat a disadvantage.At the top of the steep hill, they both slowed, with B'Elanna in aslight lead. The downhill course was going to be a real bitch. Itwould take all their concentration to to control their descents. B'Elanna began her descent, weaving carefully between the pebbles andthe sand that had blown across the pavement. Suddenly, her bikesputtered. Oh no, she thought, then she carefully throttled back alittle , and the bike responded to her wishes. The slight delay gaveTom a chance to get much closer, but not close enough for him to win. She zipped over the finish line mere seconds before Tom.Killing the engine, she climbed off her bike and grinned smugly atTom. "Well, Helmboy, I guess you're not such a hot-shot motorcyclerider after all."A sly smile played on Tom's lips, and he moved closer to her. "Iguess this means I do whatever you say for the next forty-eighthours." He looked at her with desire filled eyes. "I kind of likeyou all dusty."She put her hands on his shoulders, easily holding himat bay with her Klingon strength. "Just hold on, Helmboy, yourforty-eight hours are just beginning. Hands Off! I'll tell you whenyou can or cannot touch me."Tom looked at her in shock. He'd never expected this to back fire onhim. Hell, he'd never expected to loose the bet to begin with. Hehad assumed he would win. On the other hand, the twinkle inB'Elanna's eyes said the next two days could be very interesting. "Just what did you have in mind for me?" he asked playfully."How about getting a brush and cleaning the dust off my leathers?" B'Elanna asked. "Meet me in my quarters in ten minutes. And Tom,don't be late." Tom raised an eyebrow as B'Elanna strode towards theholodeck doors. "Computer, end program and save." she orderedClean her leathers, he thought he watched her perfectly formed,leather encased butt sway out the door. Now, there's a job I don'tthink I'll mind doing.Helmboy was in for the ride of his life, she thought, keying in herentry code for her quarters. She walked inside and headed for thebathroom. Finally, she heard him enter the access code for her door. He walked in slowly, the same smile still on his lips."In here, Helmboy." she called seductively. He walked slowly in thebathroom, still smiling, yet a little nervous. He wondered just whatwas about to happen.She turned to see his dusty form pace into the bathroom where shestood waiting. She smiled an evil smile. "Pay backs are hell, Tom. Now, I don't want your dust all over my quarters. So first of all,you're going to lose your clothes. Get that dusty jacket off, Helmboy. He slid the jacket off, staring at her the entire time and threw itout the door into the sleeping area."Now, the shirt, SLOWLY." she instructed.He continued to do as he was instructed, maintaining eye contact withher. B'Elanna's eyes glowed as Tom undid each button. As his shirtfell open, she could see the tracks his sweat had made in the dust onhis chest, drawing light lines beneath the soft down over his breastbone. He threw the shirt out the door as well."Boots, next," prompted B'Elanna.He bent down, tugged off his black boots, and sent them flying out thedoor."Okay, you're doing a good job so far. Pants next." she said huskilyas she eyed the obvious bulge.Standing, he slowly began to unfasten the tight black leather pants. He peeled them down, and they joined the rest of his clothes lying ina heap outside the door. Her eyes traveled from his chest downwardsto the skin tight briefs he wore. She felt her heart pound faster. "Very nice, now off with the briefs..."Tom's face flushed as he answered, "Yes Ma'am." He slowly pulled thebriefs down, freeing his straining erection.A smile crept across her face as she gazed at the evidence of Tom'saroused state. Suddenly, her smile disappeared. "Now, Helmboy, cleanmy leathers." She handed him a soft brush. Then she turned her backto him and spread her arms. He began to sweep the brush down her backin long strokes. The dust sprayed off with each stroke. He workeddown from her shoulders, alone her backbone, and then began to brushthe seat of her leather pants. He took a deep breath as he started atthe curve of her butt. He spent a great deal of time brushing off herpants, making B'Elanna feel very hot as the brush began to travel,quite deliberately, down the crack of of her pert behind and began tosquirm between her legs. She fought to control her urge to take himthen and there. "Easy, boy," she said. "There'll be plenty of timefor that later on. I've got so much in store for you, Helmboy."He slowly turned her around and began to brush off the front of herjacket. His blue gaze burned into her eyes. Her eyes moved up anddown his naked body as he continued to brush off her jacket. Sheleaned towards him, but he stopped her saying, "No Torres, I need tobrush off your jacket first."She smiled at him, "Slowly Tom, remember, we have forty -eight hours. She closed her eyes and sighed as he continued. Taking the brush, heslowly made his way down from her shoulders, flicking bits of dust offthe jacket. When the brush came to the opening below the neck, hecarefully moved it between the lapels. Without touching her once withanything but the brush or its handle, he managed to begin to slip thejacket off, her shoulders and down her arms. The brush eased thejacket off, landing upon the floor. Then the brush moved again, thistime over her shirt, caressing the very tips of her nipples. Shegrowled softly as he continued moving the brush across her nipples. One hand kept flicking the brush, while the other began to undo herbuttons. As the buttons were opened, he slipped his hand beneath thecloth to gently stroke her golden skin. The brush moved more slowly,until B'Elanna shook herself and said, "Not so soon, Tom. I want thisto last."Tom smiled. "Your wish is my command, mistress." He obeyed her,taking the brush and stroking it down her torso again."Don't get smug, Helmboy." she warned him firmly.When he began to brush the front of her pants, he again pushed thepoint of the brush between her thighs, and then back up to rub herstomach."You're doing just fine, Helmboy.: she whispered in that husky voicethat always drove him mad with desire.His fingers slowly crept up the brush until the back of his fist wasstroking her stomach each time the brush moved from side to side or upand down. Her breath came faster and deeper as he moved his fistlower, between her legs, pushing against her mound. She knew if theydidn't get the tub full of water soon, she was going to have verydirty sheets. A low growl, then a groan slipped out of her as hisother hand slipped up to the waist band of her pants and opened them,pulling downward, exposing more of her skin every second."Tom," she whispered, " Start the water." He didn't seem to hear her,so she momentarily stilled his caressing hands. "Tom, start thewater, now." He didn't answer her except to lean into her ear,expelling his hot breath upon her ear lobe as he nodded his headslightly. He stopped his roving hands just long enough to lean overand turn the water on. Hot, steamy water flowed into the tub. Turningaround, he placed his hands back to where they had been: the lefthand pulled insistently at the waist band, while the right moverhythmicly between her thighs. B'Elanna couldn't keep her hips frommoving along with him.Dropping all pretense of brushing off the dust, Tom let the brush dropto the floor. The steam from the bath behind him rose up as heslipped both hands inside her pants and pushed them down her legs. His lips grazed hers once, twice, a third time as the pants fell tothe floor. B'Elanna stepped out of her pants, and Tom pushed themaside.Tom slipped his hand beneath her shirt again, alternately teasing hernipples and cupping the fullness of her breast as he kissed her. "T...Tom..." she whispered."Shhhhh..." he said.B'Elanna bent her shoulders towards the back. Taking the hint, Tommoved his hands up and stripped the shirt off her shoulders. Naked now, since her panties had been pulled off with her leatherpants, B'Elanna managed to gasp out, "Don't you think Nicoletti isgoing to be awful mad at us if the water from that tub leaks down toher quarters?" "Yeah," Tom drawled. "I hate to have to put in a report explainingthe reason the tub overflowed in the first place. Tom pulled awayfrom her with great reluctance. He fumbled for the faucets, andturned them off. The tub was just about filled to the top. If eitherone of them climbed in, the floor would be awash with the extra bathwater. Not caring, he gently lifted her in his arms and set her inthe tub."Scrub me, Tom. Thoroughly." she whispered huskily."Yes ma'am," he drawled. He knelt down beside the tub and picked upher sponge and some soap. The warm water sloshed around his knees,more spilling out as he plunged his arm into the water and began toscrub her, slowly, very thoroughly. Her breathing became deeper as hecontinued to scrub her body. Although his hands slipped up to hershoulders occasionally, he paid the most attention on the parts of herbeneath the water. Her breasts, her stomach, and her thighs. Hishand reached the upper part of her thighs, and her legs parted. Thesponge slipped from his hand as his fingers began to probe for herchannel. Finding it, he slowed his motions, slipping inside her andgently cleansing deep within her. Every movement of his fingerscaused her to groan more loudly now. A crooked smile graced his lipsas he asked, "Is your slave pleasing you, m'lady?""Oh yes, yes, that's.......very good.....oh yes." Her gasped repliesescalated as her head turned side to side. Arching her back, shegasped out, "TOM!!!!!!!!!" as she shuddered in release. "Torres? With all this water already on the floor, do you thinkNicoletti is going to notice a little more.""More," she gasped, still trying to catch her breath. "You aren'tgoing to turn the water on again, are you?""No, I just thought I might displace a little more water out of thetub with me. I want to get in there with you." he answered."That would be a more convenient position for you, but let's drain outa little water first, Helmboy. Then you can join me in more ways thanone." Her eyes gleamed. She moved forward slightly so the stoppercould be removed. As the water gurgled down the drain, her fingersplayed up and down Tom's chest. His long arm reached into th tub and grabbed the stopper, plungingdown into the drain. The glubbing sound it made as it was insertedinto the hole made both of them smile."I think the level is safe now, Helmboy." she whispered. He easedhimself into the water facing her. Despite the lowered water level, asTom's body entered the water fully, more water sloshed out of thetub. Pulling her gently into his arms, lips met lips in a deep kiss. They lingered that way for a few minutes, then he set her back downinto the water. Tom slipped around next to her in the water, thenpulled her on his lap. She leaned her back against his chest as hishands began to move over her body again, from breasts to the soddenpatch of hair between her legs, over her thighs to her knees, and thenback again. His erection was poking into her spine. The feel of histalented hands all over her water soaked body was delicious. Shewanted this to last, yet she longed to feel him moving inside her too. When she could stand no more, she rose up, tilting herself forwardagainst his bended knees, until she could sink down upon his shaft. He moaned as he felt her embrace him within her. They began to movetogether, slowly at first, then more quickly. B'Elanna's head bentforward, but his knees kept her face from splashing into the water. His hands on her hips kept her moving up and down on him. Their gasps and moans were echoed by the sound of the water slappingagainst the sides of the tub and swishing our and splashing on thefloor."Tom, Tom.......ohhhhhhhh." gasped B'Elanna as sensations continuedto flood her body. He began to thrust faster and harder. Almostsimultaneously they peaked. She was gasping, leaning against hisknees, while he helped support her upright by his hands cupping herbreasts. He encouraged her to straighten up enough to extricatehimself, then he pulled her backwards until her back was restingagainst his chest. His arms wrapped around her front. His everybreath puffed into her ear. She didn't care. B'Elanna lay, collapsedagainst him every muscle n her body relaxed from the warm water andwarmer love making. She didn't want to move. It felt so good to lienestled against Tom. "Are you hungry?" Tom asked softly."For food or more of this?" she murmured in an equally soft voice."Both," he answered. "But, dinner might not be such a bad idea.""No, mess hall, Tom, besides we've got to clean up first.""No mess hall, " agreed Tom. "We can stay here and be comfortable. Ihave plenty of rations. You name it and it's yours. After we'veeaten, your humble slave will clean up the mess in the bathroom. Then, your slave will join you in the bedroom to feed your otherhunger." Tom let go of B'Elanna and she stepped out of the tub. She reachedfor the towel on the bar and wrapped it around her body. He climbedout after her, and took the other towel wrapping around his waist. Looking down, she said, "I didn't realize how much water leaked out. You'd better do a good job.""Don't worry, B'Elanna, I'll take care of it." He drew her into hisarms. First, we eat, next, I clean up the bathroom, and then, I feedyour other hunger. How does that sound?""That's fine, Helmboy. Just remember this though. I'm in chargehere, not you." "That's fine, Helmboy. Just remember I'm in charge, not you." saidB'Elanna."Yes, Mistress." He led her out of the bathroom, still clad in atowel and walked her over to the couch. "Now,what does Mistress wishto eat?" Tom was playing his role with relish."How many rations do you have, Tom." asked B'Elanna."Don't worry about it." he said. "I won every pool game I played forthe past two weeks. I've been hoarding them I won for a specialoccasion.""Hmmmmmm, how about Shrimp Scampi with Linguini, Ceasar Salad, GarlicBread, and some Chianti to drink.""Your wish is my command, Mistress." replied Tom.He walked over to the replicator and ordered the food. B'Elanna gazedappreciatively at him. Like her, all he wore was a towel. Unlikeher, his chest was bare.He brought the wine and the wine glasses. Uncorking the wine, hepoured her a glass, then poured a glass for himself. It took two trips to get all the food on the table. He noticed shehadn't touched her wine. "Anything wrong with the wine B'Elanna?"he asked with concern."No, I just thought I'd wait for you so we could have a toast.""A toast," asked Tom? "Yes," she answered. "To us."He smiled warmly at her and held up his glass. "To us, may we alwaysbe as happy as we are tonight." he said softly."That was perfect, Tom. Thank you." she said with a smile.They touched the glasses together, then sipped the wine. "Mmmmmmm, I hope the food is as good as the wine." said B'Elannacontentedly.Tom grinned, "Since Neelix didn't cook it, you can bet it will be asgood, if not better than the wine. Tom speared a shrimp from hisplater and held it out to her lips. She took it into her mouth. "Mmmmmmm, it's very good." she sighed. She then speared one of her shrimp and fed it to Tom."Mmmmm, you're right, it's very good." acknowledged Tom.She smiled at him, her chocolate brown eyes glowing warmly. They atein silence, gazing into each other's eyes. Neither had realized justhow hungry their activities had made them. Before they knew it, thefood was gone, and the wine bottle was empty. Tom took the dirty dishes back to the replicator and pressed therecycle button. He turned to B'Elanna with a smile. "Now, wouldMistress like some dessert?"She grinned at him. "Not yet, I'll be in my bedroom. You may come tome after you clean up the bathroom. You're all the dessert I need." Tom grinned back at her as he considered what she had just said. Slowly she made her way to the bed."Yes, Mistress, I will do as you command." said Tom. He walked intothe bathroom.Dropping her towel, she turned down the covers, and climbed into bedto wait for her desert. B'Elanna heard Tom humming as he went abouthis task. Ten minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom, and headed towardsher bed. He was no longer wearing the towel, and his arousal was veryevident. B'Elanna sat up in bed, allowing the covers to fall, exposing her barebreasts. He stopped by her bedside. "Like what you see, helmboy?" she asked huskily."Oh, yes, very much so." he breathed."Then sit down here on the bed beside me." He sat down beside her andreached out to caress her face. Slowly, his fingers traced the edgeof her ridges. She growled softly, leaning closer to him, her breastsbarely brushing her chest. Then, slowly, he moved his fingers down her face, brushing her lips with them. She opened her mouth andtook one of the fingers inside, gently sucking on it. Her hands slidup his chest to his broad shoulders, pulling him closer to her body. She slid her hands on down his arms to his hands, moving them from hermouth to her breasts. His hands moved rhythmicly, kneading her softskin, at the same time, gently massaging her nipples with his thumbtill they were taunt. "Ahh, Tom, yes, that's good." she murmured.He bent his head down and took her right nipple into his mouth, whilecontinuing to thumb the left one. B'Elanna let her head fall backslightly. She closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of his tongue onher nipple. Her fingers twined in his hair, holding him in place."Ahhhh, yes, Tom, that feels incredible." she moaned."Mmmm," was all he could say. Reacting to her groans of pleasure, helightly teased her nipples with his teeth. Next, Tom licked around the nipple and then moved slightly below it,licking her skin in lazy circles. He pulled her down to lie side byside with him on the bed. His hands moved lazily down her back,stopping at her butt. He caressed it tenderly. She moaned softly atthe sensations his hands caused as they caressed her butt. His tonguemoved slowly past her navel causing her passion to skyrocket. "Lower, Tom, now." she said. She gasped as she felt his tongue brushher pubic hair. His strong hands massaged her butt as he pulled hercloser. He carefully rolled her from her side to her back. Hereturned to licking her soft folds as her hands clutched his hair. Heworked his tongue inside her folds, and began lapping at her clitoris. B'Elanna tensed as sensations flooded over her and gasped, "Tom, Tom."Tom pulled his face away from her, causing her to moan as his tonguestopped lapping her, but then she screamed when his fingers enteredher tight channel. "Shhhh, B'Elanna, relax," Tom whispered tenderly. Trailing hot kisses up her body, Tom made his way back to her mouth.His lips met hers in a searingly passionate kiss, tongues thrustingmadly, mimicking the age old dance of lovers. She clutched wildly athis hair. Tom continued thrusting his fingers into her, knowing thatshe was close. He thumb caressed her clitoris bringing her to thebrink before he stopped, leaving her breathless. Her grip becametighter, their kiss more intense."Now, Tom," she begged. "NOW." Quickly Tom positioned himself andthrust inside her. His thrusts were not gentle and she responded inequal force. Neither seemed to be able to get enough of the other. B'Elanna felt her body soaring to new heights. She was lost in aworld of sensations she'd never felt before, and realized it must bethe famous Klingon mating prowess she'd heard about all her life. Athought came to her mind, vay' DaneHbogh yIchargh, *Conquer what youdesire.* Now she truly understood what it meant. She had never responded to him so wildly before. He was determinedthat they get there together. B'Elanna tensed, and he knew she wasnear. B'Elanna had to see him, so she forced her eyes open to stare into theblue depths of Tom's. She knew what he was thinking, and with a wildcry, let herself go. Tom gave into the sensations and followed herinto oblivion. Physically and emotionally spent, the lovers collapsed on each other. Tom pulled B'Elanna into his arms. "How was dessert?" he asked her."Delicious, just wonderful," she answered. "Care for seconds?" he asked his eyes twinkling at her.B'Elanna just swatted him, then contentedly snuggled onto his chest."What time is it, Tom?" She asked."It's 2200 hours. We should get some sleep,it has been a long day." He brushed a kiss across her forehead. "You want me to stay heretonight?""As much as I would like that, Tom. No, go back to your own quartersfor now. Wake me up at 0700. We're eating in the mess hall."Giving her his best *sad-puppy dog* expression he asked, "Are you sureyou don't want me to stay?"She flashed him her sexiest smile and said, "Save your energy fortomorrow, you're going to need it."Reluctantly, he slid out of her bed and pulled one of his cleanuniforms out of her closet.She watched him getting dressed. Remember 0700. Don't be late, orthere'll be hell to pay." B'Elanna heard the whoosh of the door as Tom exited her quarters,silently wondering why she had sent him away. She turned over with asmile and drifted off to sleep.Part 3Tom was walking down the hall to his quarters. He had really wanted tostay with B'Elanna, but he had lost the bet, and had to do what shesaid. Despite his competitive nature, this was one bet he didn'tregret losing. If tonight was any indicator for what would happen forthe remainder of the forty-eight hours, then it was worth it.Suddenly, a voice rang out. "Tom, hey buddy, wait up." Tom turned andsaw Harry Kim walking towards him. "So Tom, how did the holoprogramgo?""Errr, B'Elanna won the race." admitted Tom. Tom's sly smile toldHarry all he needed to know."Harry, so help me, if you breathe a word of this...." began Tom,seeing Harry's mirthful expression.Harry held up a hand. "Don't worry Tom, I won't tell a soul, becauseif you didn't kill me, I know B'Elanna would. How about a game ofpool?"Tom shook his head. "Sorry Harry, but I really need to get somesleep. I'm kind of of tired right now, and if B'Elanna has plans instore for me tomorrow like she did tonight, I'm going to need all therest I can get."Harry grinned. "She really wore you out, huh?""Harry," he warned. "Don't even go there. I can take jokes about me,but not B'Elanna." He smiled meaningfully. "I'll talk to youtomorrow, Harry. Good night.""Night, Tom." Harry continued on his way, as Tom headed for hisquarters.Tom quickly walked to his quarters, keyed in the door code, andhurried inside.Part 4"Computer, lights, one-quarter illumination. Set wake up call for0600 hours." Tom wanted to make sure he wasn't going to be late forB'Elanna's wake up command. He quickly stripped off his uniform andgot into bed. "Computer, lights off." The light slowly dimmed tonothingness. He was so relaxed from the two love making sessions withB'Elanna that he fell asleep almost immediately."The time is now 0600 hours." The computer droned, rousing Tom fromhis slumber. He sat up slowly. "Computer, turn off alarm and raise lights totwenty-five percent. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, stoodup, and stretched. Padding in his bare feet, he made his way to thebathroom. Then, he turned on the shower jets and stood under thesteamy spray. He was so groggy. He would have slept better ifB'Elanna had let him stay in bed with her. Warm water coursed overhis sore muscles. He felt his eye lids begin to droop as the hotwater relaxed his muscles. His body leaned against the wall forsupport.........Suddenly, his eyes flew open. "Oh, crap! What time is it?" he thought. He shut the water off andstepped out of the shower. Grabbing a towel, he wrapped it around hiswaist and ran into the bedroom. "Computer, time?""The time is now 0645." replied the computer."NO! Damn, I couldn't have slept for forty-five minutes in theshower." B'Elanna would kill him for being late. She was going to bemad as hell. He pulled a fresh uniform out of the closet. Then he grabbed freshunderwear from the drawer and quickly dressed. Hurriedly running acomb through his wet hair, he looked on the table for his pips. "Oh no, where's the black one?" he groaned in desperation. He wasstarting to panic when he spotted it on the floor. Snatching it up, heran out the door, both pips still in his hand.Standing before B'Elanna's door, he quickly put the pips on hiscollar, hoping they were straight. He keyed in her door code andstepped inside when the door whooshed open. It was dark in herquarters. Tom started to worry, she'd said 0700, so where was she? He quietly walked into her sleeping area. He stood at her bedside. There was just a hint of a smile on her face as she slept. He reachedout his hand and tenderly caressed her cheek. "B'Elanna, sweetie, time to wake up." He would not mention the factit was after 0700. Maybe she wouldn't notice.His hand moved lower across her throat. He moved the sheet andslipped his hand underneath it. Slowly his fingers caressed hersoft,warm skin. Just as he reached her nipple, an arm shot out andcaught his hand."Sweetie?" growled B'Elanna in a bristling tone. It's past 0700, soyou're on thin ice already, Helmboy.""Thin ice, huh?" he said."Yes......I don't like being called *Sweetie*" she snarled."Well, as long as I'm on thin ice, maybe I'll just go ahead and takethe plunge." He leaned down to kiss her, not caring what theconsequences might be. Her lips parted, open mouth met open mouth.Tom settled on the bed next to her. *This is better than the messhall,* he thought as his tongue began to dance with hers. His handsreached for her nipples. They were already getting stiff. Her hands roamed lower on his body. She gently stroked him. She felthis erection straining against his uniform pants. He deepened the kiss, bringing his hands up to caress her cheeks. B'Elanna moved her arms up to encircle him, bringing him still closerto her. "Take off your uniform, Tom." she whispered longingly. "Yes ma'am." he said. Quickly divesting himself of his uniform, hestraddled her. She reached out and began to stroke him again. First gently, softlyrunning her fingertips along his length. He lowered his head andgently blew soft puffs of breath along the inside of her thighs,alternating legs. Last night had been vigorous, and she was surprisedat how aroused he was. Very pleasantly surprised. "Tom, you knowyour debt is still not paid off." "Even after last night?" he asked breathlessly."No, Tom, we said forty-eight hours, remember?""Yeah, we did say that." he was breathing hard now."I'm going to get my entire forty-eight hours' worth too." sheassured him.He ran his hands down the length of her body, drinking in the sight ofher. B'Elanna waited in anticipation as his hot breath began to puffagainst her again. He placed one finger on her vaginal lips andentered her, stroking softly and slowly. She responded immediately,twitching and arching as he continued to rub in and out. She strokedhis body wherever she could reach him. He moved himself in positionto enter her. Then, without a word, he thrust hard into her, placinghis arms around her. She growled a low growl of contentment. Tombegan thrusting hard and fast. He held her tightly to him. Shewhispered, "Paris, you're all mine. Don't you forget it." Shematched him thrust for thrust. They moved to a rhythm all their own. A rhythm that was fast and driven. B'Elanna wrapped her legs stronglyaround him, bringing him deeper into her. Driven by the flames oftheir passions, once again the ship and the Delta Quadrant seemed todisappear, nothing existed, but the two of them moving together. Theatmosphere around them was charged with energy. The air was filledwith the sounds of their breathing and B'Elanna's occasional growls. Higher and higher they seemed to drift, and then it was like an oldfashioned Fourth of July celebration. Sky rockets and other fireworksseemed to be exploding around them. As they approached the climax ofthis act, B'Elanna felt an overwhelming desire to claim him onceagain. She wanted to mark him again, but her conscious mind remindedher that he had to be on the bridge shortly. Later, she told herself,he still owes me. She began to shudder, any moment now Tom woulddrive her over the edge. Suddenly, her climax overtook her. As he vaginal walls contractedaround him, his climax followed hers. They basked in the warmth for afew minutes, then B'Elanna spoke up. "Tom, it's 0735, we've got toget moving. They untangled their arms and legs and stood up. Without any warning, Tom picked her up."Tom, put me down. It will be faster if I shower and dress myself. You get dressed, I'll take care of myself this morning.""Well, hurry, we've twenty-five minutes to eat and report to morningbriefing. After all, you don't want to be late for shift, do you?" Then, Tom picked up his clothes and moved into the living area to getdressed.B'Elanna walked in to the bathroom. With only 25 minutes to shower,dress, and eat, she decided to run the sonic shower instead of thewater one. Besides she reasoned with a smile, I used up too muchwater yesterday and a lot of it ended up on the floor.Ten minutes later, both Lieutenants were headed towards the Mess forwhatever Neelix had concocted that morning. It was blue and totallyunappetizing. "Let's just have coffee, we don't want to be late,Tom." whisperedB'Elanna, as her stomachs churned at the sight of the blue glop."Good idea, B'Elanna." replied Tom.They both got mugs of steaming hot coffee. Surprisingly enough, itwas palatable this morning. "Let's drink it on the way. We don't want any more lectures." urgedTom.They hurried out of the mess hall and into the nearest turbolift. They drank their coffee carefully to avoid spilling it on theiruniforms. At exactly 0800 they walked into the conference room andtook their usual seats.That morning's staff meeting was routine and boring. Paris slippedhis foot out of his left boot and rubbed it up and down B'Elanna'sleg, never taking his eyes off Chakotay as he gave his report. Quickly, never taking her eyes off of Chakotay either, she pulled herleg away and kicked Tom in the shin. He gave a muffled yelp of pain. B'Elanna turned her head and gave him a small smile."Is there a problem, Mr. Paris?" asked the Captain in an annoyed voice."Sorry, Captain, just a muscle spasm. We rode motorcycles yesterdayon the holodeck, and I guess I'm a little out of shape." explainedTom turning red.B'Elanna grinned smugly. She was going to make him pay big time forthis one. She was so glad she'd won his silly bet."See the Doctor if the problem persists, Tom." said the Captain."Yes, Captain." He gave B'Elanna a quick glance that said, *Why didyou do that?* Harry smiled slyly at them from across the table. Fromhis angle, he'd seen the whole thing."Is there anything else we need to discuss this morning?" The Captainlooked at her senior officers. Everyone shook their heads. "Allright, dismissed."Tom stood up and leaned down to rub his sore shin. B'Elanna leanedover and whispered, "You're going to pay big time for that one,Helmboy. Meet me for lunch in the mess hall at 1200, and don't belate. Oh, and I've reserved the holodeck for four hours starting at2000 hours.""I'll be there." he answered with a lopsided grin. They parted waysat the door to begin their duty shifts. The rest of the morning passed quickly. Nothing out of the ordinarywas seen on the sensors. No alien race wanted to kill them for*violating* their space. It was a peaceful morning. At noon, Tom met B'Elanna in the mess hall. Today's special was leolaroot stew and something pink the name of which neither of them couldeasily pronounce. Taking a plate of pink stuff and a mug of Neelix'slatest coffee substitute, they made their way to *their* table. Thepink stuff was surprisingly good. It tasted like chicken, spicy, butdefinitely good. "So, what's this holodeck program you have planned for us, B'Elanna?"asked Tom with a curious smile."You'll have to wait and see when we get there, Helmboy." She answeredmysteriously. "Don't worry, you'll come out in one piece."They continued a light banter back and forth. Tom smiled at her. Sheseemed to have forgotten all about this morning, but he was wrong."By the way, don't think you're off the hook for that little stunt youpulled during the meeting this morning, because you're not." She gavehim an evil grin."Oh I'm not?" he asked impishly. He gave her his sweetest smile.She leaned closer to him, "Oh, I'm thinking of a suitable*punishment*" she told me, her eyes twinkling with mischief.Before Tom could answer in like kind, B'Elanna's com badge sounded. "Vorik to Lieutenant Torres.""Torres, here, go ahead, Vorik." She gave Tom a puzzled glance. Carey should have been the one to contact her if there was a problem."Lieutenant, could you come back a little early?" he asked with concern."What's wrong now, Vorik, and where is Lieutenant Carey?" Her moodswitched instantly from teasing lover to Chief Engineer."Lieutenant Carey is presently attending to bodily functions. Thereadings on the warp core are fluctuating." he answered in a troubledtone."I'll be right there." She closed the link. "I'll see you later,Helmboy." She marched out of the mess hall to tend *her* engines.B'Elanna headed off to engineering at a brisk pace. Vorik and Careywere huddled around a console. Vorik was holding a tricorder so JoeCarey could see the screen. "Lieutenant Torres," Vorik began, "We can't seem to get the warp corestable. The readings keep fluctuating." Joe frowned at Vorik, butsaid nothing, knowing B'Elanna would deal with Vorik herself."Let me take a look." said B'Elanna. She leaned over I don't see anyproblems.""I observed them when I was checking the console with my tricorder." answered Vorik.Let me have your tricorder, Vorik." She took the instrument from him. As she ran it over the console, she detected a faint dimming of itslighted display screen. She snapped it shut an annoyed frown crossingher features. "Vorik, there's no problem with the warp core. Yourtricorder is not working properly. Just to be safe, bring me anotherone, a working one, and let me check the console with it." She gavethe young Vulcan a very impatient stare. He quickly got her anothertricorder, and she scanned the console with it. "See Vorik, the readings are perfect. Next time, check yourinstruments, then tell Lieutenant Carey. He will be the one todetermine if it's truly an emergency. He will be the one to call me. Do I make myself clear, Ensign?" She looked at Carey, and they bothshook their heads. Vorik was getting to be a real pain.Vorik looked very uncomfortable - a remarkable feat for the usuallycontrolled Vulcan. "I am sorry Lieutenant." He walked away quickly.B'Elanna went into her office and plopped down into her chair, lettingout a long sigh. Joe Carey stuck his head in her door. "I'm sorry,Chief. I was in the head." He shook his head in puzzlement. "Vorik's made quite a few blunders here lately.""It's okay, Joe. He was the one who violated procedure, not you. Vorik's concentration has been sorely lacking of late. Let's see ifscrubbing the plasma manifold will redirect his attention to his work. Put him on that detail for his shift assignments until the job isdone to your satisfaction."Carey matched her slightly evil grin with one of his own. "I'll seeto it, Chief." He walked back out to the console by the warp core.B'Elanna turned her attention to the reports. There was a huge pileof PADDs on her desk. This was not her favorite task, to say theleast, but it was part of her job as Chief Engineer. She picked upthe first one and began to read it. Later on tonight, she and Tomwere going to have a great time....but only if she could climb thismountain of work.She was so engrossed in the end of the last report, that she startedwhen Joe knocked on her door. Entering, he gave her a fatherly smile. "Shift's over, Chief. I know you have plans, I thought you may havelost track of the time." He gave her a fatherly smile. "Thanks, Joe, I did." She set the finished report on her desk. "Gotfinished just in time. 'Night, Joe, don't forget about Vorik'sassignment tomorrow." They both smiled. B'Elanna hurriedly typed outa message to Tom before leaving her office. As she walked out of the room, she saw Vorik working at a console. Suddenly aware of her scrutiny, he turned to her. "I apologize for my careless behavior earlier today, Lieutenant." Hepaused a moment, and continued hoping she would not be too upset. "Iwas so wrapped up in the problem I thought I'd detected, that I'msomewhat behind on other duty assignments. I shall work until I havecompleted them all."B'Elanna tried hard to keep a stern expression instead of laughing. "Well, Ensign, maybe this will teach you a lesson." She turned andwalked out, not giving him a chance to reply. Tom heard his desk console beeping as he entered his quarters. B'Elanna's message was brief and to the point. "Tom, don't forget ourholodeck time starting at 2000 hours. Wear your leathers." Tomsmiled as he read the message. B'Elanna had another wild ride inmind. He also knew exactly which pair of underwear would fit the"wild" theme.B'Elanna walked into her quarters. As soon as the doors closed, shebegan to strip off her uniform leaving the pieces wherever theyhappened to fall." She took a quick shower and changed into herleather riding clothes. She knew the black lace bra and panties shewore underneath would drive Tom wild. After checking her appearancein the mirror one more time, she headed for the holodeck. She want toput some finishing touches on the program before Tom got there.At exactly 2000 hours, Tom arrived and entered the holodeck. He saw adusty road with no buildings, only the desert, and B'Elanna with a bike.She was leaning over and polishing the bike. Tom admired the snug fitof the leather over her shapely butt."Just one bike this time?" he asked B'Elanna. He smiled at thethought of her riding behind him, her arms wrapped securely around hiswaist. He felt a stirring in his groin. Tom stared at her handsmoving back and forth over the bike, and thought about how her handsfelt moving back and forth over his body. He moved up behind her andwrapped his arms around her. She leaned back against him, reveling inhis touch. He kissed her neck asked, "Are we riding together this time?""Any objections to that, Helmboy?" she asked."No, Love, no objections." he replied. "Good, because I want to feel you against me while I ride." she said."So where are we headed?" asked Tom."You'll see," she answered slyly."Who's driving the bike?" He looked at her with a roguish grin."You are, Tom. I said want to feel you against me while I ride. shereminded him with a seductive smile. Tom straddled the bike and started it. The motor purred like acontented cat. B'Elanna climbed on behind him, and they both puttheir helmets on."Let's get this show on the road, Helmboy." she said cheerfully.Tom revved the engine a few times, then they took off, leaving a cloudof dust in their wake. The road was flat and slightly twisty, but no hazards lay in theirpath. There were sparse patches of grass on both sides of the road,as well as scraggly cacti here and there. The sun blazed down fromabove, warming them as the wind whipped around them.Tom throttled the engine even more, and soon the bushes looked liketiny dots in the landscape. Both reveled in the feeling of freedomthe bike gave them. For B'Elanna, Tom's wilder side was a tremendousturn on. She could hardly wait to get to where they were going.After forty-five minutes of riding, Tom slowed down and pulled over. He turned to B'Elanna. "Just where are we going, Love?" She felt a warm glow, Love was the one nickname Tom had for her thatshe didn't object to. "I'm getting kind of thirsty. Did you bring anything for us to drink. This dust is getting into my throat."Tom gave her a hopeful look."Just drive a bit more, Tom. I'm sure we'll find some place to havedinner - maybe even relax a little." Her sly smile as she spokespurred him into action. He gunned the bike, and they were off in thetwinkling of an eye.Tom saw the faded sign before he saw the building. According to thesign, gas, food, and lodgings were all available at thisestablishment. As they drew closer, he saw an old fashioned gas pump. No electronic LED readouts here. It was the type with revolvingnumbers.He grinned. B'Elanna had certainly done her homework. He brought thebike to a stop. As they got off, he looked at the business they wereabout to visit. There was only one building. It seemed to be dividedby a common wall. One side appeared to be a repair area, the otherthe actual diner. A sign on the building said "Chico's Gas Stationand Diner/Motel." The building was painted a light blue. In several places, paint hadflaked off and weathered wood showed through. Faded red and whitechecked curtains hung in the windows. Looking to the left, Tom saw anold beaten up Caddy parked at the side of the building."I think I'm going to like this place." he said to himself.Tom reached for the door handle and opened the door to the diner. "After you, Ma'am." He gave B'Elanna his most charming smile. Hereyes glowed as she stepped inside. Tom followed her, admiring all thedetail she had put into the program. The dining room was dimly lit. Tablecloths matching the curtains adorned every table. There werelong benches and tables along the front and left side wall. Smallertables for four were scattered about the rest of the room. The verymiddle of the room was empty, clearly set aside for dancing. To theright of the door, an old fashioned cash register set on a heavytable. He saw two doorways. One led to the kitchen in the rear. Theother to stairs going up. The sign above this door said "MotelEntrance". The walls were all decorated with old metal license plates. There was one from every state in America, as well as a few Mexicanplates interspersed within the collection.Tom and B'Elanna walked to a table for four on the right side of theroom. A bleached-blond waitress brought them menus. They were theonly customers in the diner. "Y'all yell when you're ready to order, hon." she said as she walkedover to the kitchen.Tom grinned at B'Elanna. "Hon?" She smiled and shrugged. She haddone a lot of research into cultural dialect for this program. "You've done a fantastic job with this program, B'Elanna." His facewas lit up with a smile. She smiled back and opened her menu, givinghim a pointed look.This prompted him to open his. After reading his menu for a fewseconds, he looked up at her. "B'Elanna, some of these items soundinteresting, but I have no idea what they are. I don't really wantany Neelix type surprises. What's Carne A-do-va-da? What'sGui....Gui....""Guisado de Chile Verde? Is that what you're trying to pronounce,Tom?" She smiled at him, recalling her own blunder with Cam-ah-ro."Yeah, do you actually know what this stuff is, B'Elanna?" asked Tom.Her smile grew. "Carne Adovada is marinated pork. Guisssado de ChileVerde is green chile stew." "Sounds very intersting." said Tom. "What's Chimichangas de Pollo?""Oh, I love that. It's a chicken filled fried tortilla. They alsohave Burritos de Frijol and Enchiladas too. Yum!" Her eyes sparkledwith excitement."Those last two items I do recognize." said Tom I didn't know youwere familiar with any type of Mexican-style foods.""My father liked to cook on his time off. He loved Mexican food. Hesaid eating it reminded him of his childhood and made him feel closerto his heritage. I remember he wanted me to have a piece of that aswell. I remember him telling me that." She looked down at her handsfor a few moments, clearly struggling with memories. Tom reached outand took her hands into his.Sighing and squeezing his hands gratefully, she continued. "Butbecause I was so angry after he left, I decided I never wanted to seeany more Mexican styled food as long as I lived. Years later, one dayduring some off time from the Academy, I found this little restaurantthat served Mexican styled cooking. I didn't have many credits andMexican food is not as expensive as other types of food, so I went infor lunch. It was wonderful, and the owner came out to chat. I had areally good time that day. That's the one thing I did miss almostimmediately after I left the Academy. It was my own little place togo and get away for a while to relax." She smiled wistfully. "Iwonder what ever happened to that place?""Maybe we'll go there when we got back to the Alpha Quadrant." saidTom gently."Perhaps," responded B'Elanna. She looked down at their clasped handsagain. She meet his eyes once more, "Tom, you get the waitress andorder us a sampling of their best food, I'm a bit dusty, so I want toclean up a bit.""Good idea, B'Elanna. I'll order, and then when you get back, I'll goclean up myself." She walked to the doorway leading to the stairs. The restroom sign pointed that way. Tom signaled the waitress, and she came to take his order. "Y'alldecide yet,hon?" she asked."Everything on the menu looks great. Bring us samples of your bestcooking, along with two beers." "Coming right up, hon." The waitress walked to the kitchen and gavethe cook the order. Shortly after she left, B'Elanna returned to the table, looking muchneater than when she'd left. "I didn't realize how much dust we camethrough." she said as Tom rose from his chair. He pulled her chairout for her, and she sat down with a smile. Tom was such a gentleman.He smiled at her, "I guess it's my turn to get cleaned up now. I'llbe right back." She watched him go with an appreciative stare at his leather cladbutt. Those pants fit him like a second skin, outling his nearperfect form. Her lascivious thoughts were interrupted by the returnof the waitress. She set two bottles of beer on the table, along withtwo chilled mugs. B'Elanna opened the beers, pouring the goldenliquid into the frosty mugs. As she finished this task, Tom returnedto the table. He gave her a quick kiss before taking his seat. "Do we have real beer, or is this synthehol?" he inquired of B'Elanna."Unfortunately, syntheol. I didn't want to use too many replicatorrations on the drinks. I wanted to save them for all the great foodwe're going to have." said B'Elanna.Music drifted from the overhead speakers, and they both smiled at thesound of Spanish styled guitar music. An idea occurred to Tom. "Wantto dance, B'Elanna?" he asked in a husky voice. The thought of herbody pressed close to his for slow dancing gave him a warm feeling allover. "Not yet, Tom. I'm really starved. The waitress will be back soonwith something to start us off with." Tom flashed her a leering grin. "I'd rather start off with you,B'Elanna." He gave her knee a squeeze under the table."Flattery will get you everywhere, Tom. Even to one of the motelrooms after we eat." Her eyes twinkled merrily at the sudden look ofarousal on his face.He gave her, his best seductive leer, then shrugged with a lopsidedgrin. "I guess I'll just have to wait then." Staring at her, hethought to himself, "She's so beautiful. If only I could convince herof that." he thought as he gazed at her.Soon, the waitress returned with two small bowls of Chilli. "Mmmmmmm,smells good." said B'Elanna as she breathed in the spicy aroma. Sheclosed her eyes, briefly, and Tom could almost see a memory floodingher mind. She took the spoon and scooped up a bite. Holding thespoon out to Tom, she said, "Here, Helmboy, taste this." He quickly took the offered taste. With equally swiftness, heswallowed and began to cough. His face turned decidedly red, grabbinghis beer, he downed it in three gulps. "Wow! Be careful, B'Elanna,that stuff is awful spicy."She grinned wickedly. "Too hot for you to handle, Helmboy?" She tooka bite herself, swallowing it with ease.Tom stared at her incredulously. "How can you do that?""I don't see to recall my father's chilli being any milder than thischilli is. I'll bet the rest of the food is going to be as wonderfulas this is." Her eyes glistened with excitement.Tom began to doubt the wisdom of eating all of this without somewater. He signaled the waitress. She walked over. "Need somethingelse, hon?" she asked."Could we get a pitcher of water and a couple of glasses please."asked Tom."Oh, and another round of beer too, please." added B'Elanna.With a knowing smile, the waitress walked away to get their drinks."Are you trying to get me drunk, Love?" His eyes danced in merriment."Why, Tom! I'd never take advantage of you." Her eyes smoldered witha promise of later passion. "Besides it's synthenol, you can shake itoff anytime you want to."He looked at her leeringly, "Now why would I want to do that."The waitress set down the beers and a pitcher of water and twoglasses. Now that he had some water, Tom began to eat his chilli.By the time the waitress had returned with a plate on Nachos loadedwith beans, cheese, and jalapeno peppers, Tom had finished his chilli. She took both bowls as she left.Tom reached for B'Elanna's hand. "Have I told you how lucky I am tohave you, B'Elanna?" he asked tenderly.She blushed and smiled at him. "Not today."He leaned over and kissed her tenderly, and her hand softly caressedher cheek. "I'm sorry, let correct that oversight right now. Having you makes methe luckiest man on this ship, it makes me the luckiest man in theDelta Quadrant, it makes me the luckiest........." She shut him up with another kiss. "Enough already, Tom, I get theidea." Her warm eyes belied her gruff tone. She picked up a nachoand popped it into his mouth, and then got one for herself. The waitress soon returned with a tray holding several dishes of food. There were tortillas, meat, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, beans, andsour cream. Here y'all go. Enjoy.B'Elanna smiled, "I guess it's make your own burritos and tacos." Shepick up a tortilla and began heaping toppings on it. Tom did the samething.She watched Tom with a loving gaze, glad he seemed to be enjoyinghimself. Before the night was over, he'd really be enjoying himself. She felt her blood begin to simmer just thinking about it. Herearlier comment about wanting to feel him as she rode him had carrieda double meaning tonight. She wondered if he had fully understood allthe possible interpretations of what she had said.They were just finishing their food, when the holo images flickeredmomentarily. Since everything returned to normal so quickly, B'Elannadecided to ignore it. If it was something serious, Carey would lether know. Just then, the door to the diner opened. The next part of theadventure was about to begin. She frowned as instead of two people,sixteen rough looking people strode into the diner. They appeared tobe humans in their mid twenties. They all wore biker leather andspikes. None of them looked very clean. The 10 men had long shaggy,oily hair. The women's hair looked about the same. It was doubtfulthat they'd bathed in a long time, judging by the smell that began topermeate the diner. B'Elanna was concerned, sixteen people instead oftwo could cause unexpected complications. She only hoped that thiswas the only alteration to the holodeck program as well as theholodeck systems themselves.Tom felt vaguely uneasy. The flicker of the program seemed to havecaused no problems, but he had noticed the concerned expression onB'Elanna's face when the biker thugs entered the diner. It was as ifshe had been surprised by their entrance.The people stood in the middle of the room looking around. EyingB'Elanna, a few of the men made some cat calls. This entire groupseemed much worse than the low lives he'd known after being cashieredout of Starfleet. In fact this motley group made the low lives fromhis past seem as innocent and harmless has Kes had been. There wassome raucous laughter, but the group finally settled at a long tableon the other side of the diner."How did we miss hearing that crowd drive up?" Tom asked her in awhisper."Don't really know," began B'Elanna, trying to hide her apprehension. "Maybe we were to caught up in each other to notice."His eyes brightened for a few moments. "Yeah, because when I withyou, the rest of the universe gets put on hold."One of the men began to bellow for the waitress. She walked over lessthan willingly."Maybe we'd better leave, B'Elanna." said Tom. He noticed that sheseemed nervous. Other people wouldn't have, but with as much time ashe spent with her, little she did got by him. Besides the theexpressive glances being sent their way from the hoodlums were nonetoo friendly. They were in fact, hostile glances. Tom was in no moodfor an altercation.B'Elanna shook her head. "No yet," she breathed. "There's a roomupstairs where we can go and *rest* for a while." The expression onher face made it blatantly clear that rest was the furtherest thingfrom her mind."I just hope you know what you're doing B'Elanna." replied Tomuneasily. He knew something was not right, the holodeck just didn'tfeel right."Tom, why don't you go tell the waitress we want to rent a room for afew hours." Her seductive tone and her hand caressing the inside ofhis thigh were all the encouragement he needed.As he stood, he whispered in her ear. "Now why would we want to renta room for a few hours?" His teasing voice grew surprisingly husky. He hurried to the waitress to rent the room. Maybe it was going to bea great night after all.Two members of the group stared lustfully at B'Elanna. As soon as Tomleft the table, one of the hoodlums headed for B'Elanna. "Hey, babe,you wanna dance."She glared at him. "Get lost you p'tak. Can't you see that I'm withsomeone else?""But sweetheart," he slurred. "I'm a lot nicer than he is.""I think not, now it would be best for all concerned if you leavenow." Her brown eyes flashed dangerously. "You don't understand, sweetheart, no one but no one says no to the*Big Rick*." He moved closer, his expression grew even more menacing. B'Elanna growled softly. "I believe I just did, you low life scumball." She pushed Rick away. Tom headed towards them to rescueB'Elanna, but Rick's buddies intercepted him, refusing to let him go.Rick turned to his buddies. "You guys hang on to that dude, while thelittle lady and I have some fun." Rick advanced toward B'Elanna. Shestood up, fire flashing dangerously in her dark brown eyes. "Come on, sweetie, I said I want to dance with you." The liquor onhis breath was nearly overpowering, even at this distance. B'Elanna scowled. This jerk was going to find out just how strong herhalf-Klingon heritage made her. "I said no, and I mean no. There'sno way in Hades I'm going to dance with you.""Oh yeah, sweetie, that's what you think. I already told you, no onesays no to the Big Rick." He moved closer and reached for her. Her right arm shot out, its fist clenched and ready to strike. Sheslowly circled around to the right trying to get past this thug. Thesynthehol was still in her system, as she shook off its intoxicatingeffects, Rick grabbed her by the arm, holding her fast. Tom saw him grab B'Elanna and tried to break free of the other thugsto assist her, but he could not break free on the nine men nowrestraining him. As he struggled against their grip, they laughedmaliciously. "Hold him, guys!" yelled Rick. "I'm gonna teach this punk that youdon't mess around with Big Rick." The others hooted and howled withlaughter. Rick began to advance menacingly. B'Elanna moved tointercept him, since Tom was hopelessly restrained by the other ninemen. However, the women surrounded her, preventing her from going to hisassistance."Stay put, girlie." one of them snarled. "After Big Rick beats thehell out of your boyfriend, you still owe him a dance."B'Elanna could not see Tom, but was well aware of the danger he wasin. She had to end this now. It wasn't supposed to happen this way. "Computer, halt program." she ordered. Nothing happened. The womenstared at her as if she was crazy. "Computer, arch," she said. Still she got no results other than thestares of the women. "Tom," she called in warning. "I can't get the program to shut down." She remember her com badge in her pocket. "Torres to Ops, shut downholodeck one." The only reply was buzzing static.*I'm not going to panic.* she told herself. She was concerned forTom's safety. With the holodeck malfunctioning, the safeties could beoff line too. She wasn't even sure they could get out when their timeended, which should automaticly close this program down. However withthe malfunction, she was not sure what would happen.The women keep blocking her way, preventing her from going to Tom. She wasn't sure if her Klingon strength was enough to take out sixwomen. "Hey, pretty boy," snarled Rick. "Looks like you'll have to getanother date tonight. Your sweetie's gonna be with me." The next sound was Rick's punch to Tom's stomach, and his subsequentcry of pain. She lunged toward them, only to be blocked once again bythe women. "Tom? Tom, are you all right?" she called, now almost frantic. She had to get to Tom. Somehow, she was going to get to him. Therehad to be a way. Rage began to consume her being. She heard anotherblow reach Tom. That bastard was hitting him over and over again. Laughter rang out from the other men."Go, Rick, go." they began chanting. Her klingon side came out full force. When she found out who hadscrewed up the holodeck, there would be hell to pay. If it wassomeone on *her* engineering crew, well Tuvok did not have anexclusive on his creative assignment for Chell degauzing thetransporter room. She heard more blows, then the sound of Tom falling to the floor. *I've got to get to him.* she thought. The women were watching heruneasily. They'd never seen someone as intensely angry as B'Elannanow was. it was unnerving. A deep throaty growl rose from deepinside her. The women began to back away, they wanted to remain intact if possible. Retreat was their only option. In that instant, B'Elanna charged across the room, and began flingingbodies. Bones were broken as men crashed to the hard concrete floor. Finally no one was left but Rick. She flung him away from Tom as hardas he could. He crashed into a wall and was knocked out cold. B'Elanna dropped to her knees beside Tom. He lay curled in aprotective ball. "Tom, I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. The holodeck won't respondto voice commands. I should have done something when that powerflicker occurred. I never meant for this to happen." "I know, B'Elanna. You'd never do anything to hurt me." he saidsoftly.She pulled him into her arms, needing to assure herself that Rickhadn't killed him. As she held him, she gazed around the room. Dazed,battered men were slowly getting to their feet, staring in fear atB'Elanna. The women had already left, not wanting her to come afterthem next."I'd advise you to get Rick and get the hell out of here." she roaredin full Klingon mode. The men who were able got the barely consciousRick and beat a hasty retreat, never letting her out of of their sight.The waitress approached her with a bag of ice and a key. "Here," shesaid, handing both to B'Elanna. "Take your boyfriend up to room fourand let him rest." She shook her head. "You sure took care of BigRick and his gang. It's about time those bastards got what's comingto them." B'Elanna helped Tom to his feet, then helped him up the stairs totheir room.The room was small but clean. B'Elanna helped him lie down on thebed, gave him the bag of ice and went into the bathroom to get a wetwash cloth. Returning to the bed, she began to gently sponge hisface. He saw tears welling up in her eyes."B'Elanna, this was not your fault, the holodeck malfunctioned," saidTom in a comforting tone."But I'm Chief Engineer, I should have done something as soon as thethe program flickered. This was supposed to be a fun night." Shetook his hand not sure how he would react to her next statement. "Iprogrammed a fight, but it was only supposed to be you and Rick. Youwere supposed to defend my *honor* and beat him up without gettinghurt.""Well, you can't blame yourself, you had no idea that the holodeckwould malfunction." He gave her a cocky grin. "I'm always ready todefend you, and it was clear tonight that you are ready to come to myaid when I need it too.""I swear, when we get out of here, I'm deleting this entire program. Tom, you need help, I'm going to try my combadge again." Sheactivated it, "Torres to Transporter Room 2, medical emergency, pleaseacknowledge." As before, her only answer was static. They bothgrimaced.They would be stuck in the holodeck until at least 0000 hours, whentheir time was up. If the program didn't shut itself down then, if noone had it reserved after them or if no one knew about themalfunction, who knew when they'd get out. Until 0000 hours, no onewould disturb them either."B'Elanna, there should be an emergency medical kit in access paneltwo. I put it there after Seska's murderous program." said Tom."I'll go get it right now." She hurried to where she knew the panelwould be. Opening it, she retrieved the kit. She hurried back toTom's side."I'm going to scan you with a tricorder first." She took the medicaltricorder and proceeded to scan him. She sighed in relief. "Onlybruises and contusions, that's a relief. I'm going to use the dermalregenerator to heal those."Tom grinned, "I'm a lot tougher than I look.""Shhh, let me take care of your injuries." whispered B'Elanna. Tearsrolled down her cheeks as she healed his livid bruises."Please, B'Elanna, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault." Tom'shear was breaking seeing her so distraught. "B'Elanna, if it'sanyone's fault, it's mine. I'm the one who came up with this stupidbet."She did not reply, concentrating only on repairing the injuries thatRick had inflicted on him. Finally, the last bruise was healed. Shelay the regenerator on the night stand. She pulled off his boots, andthen her own. Then she lay down beside him on the bed, and Tomgathered her into his arms. "I love you, B'Elanna." he whispered softly. "Nothing in the universewill ever change that." He kissed her softly, letting his hand wanderits way down to her breasts. He slid it inside her jacket, tenderlycaressing her through the thin cotton tee shirt.She smiled weakly and began to unfasten his jacket, but stoppedfearful of hurting him. He grasped her hands gently. "I'm fine B'Elanna. Please let me makethis night up to you." His lips brushed hers again. He placed herhands on the fastening for his jacket, and returned his to the task ofcaressing her breasts through the tee shirt. In spite of herself, she felt her passions flaring. She stared intohis intense blue eyes, and was lost.He slowly caressed her breasts as she opened his jacket. She touchedhim with a gentleness in stark contrast to the earlier violence. Theirkisses were tender and sweet. She twined her fingers in his hair,pulling him even closer to her. Tom's hands drifted down to her waistband and pulled the tee shirt out, sliding his hands underneath. Heslowly and lazily worked his way up to her bra. She shivered as hestroked her body on the way. He fingered the fastening at the frontof her bra, letting her anticipate his next caresses. She gazedexpectantly at his face. His eyes were shining and full of love. Shecould not deny him tonight. He began kissing her softly over and over. "Tom," she gasped between his kisses. At that, he slid his tongueinto her warm mouth, as his fingers nimbly opened the front of herbra. She was lost in the sensation of his touch. She shook as hecupped her breasts, allowing them to fill his hot hands. A low growl formed deep in her throat. She gently began pulling Tom'sjacket off his shoulders. Her jacket hit the floor on top of his.Tom pushed up her shirt and began to kiss and lick her breasts. Shequickly pulled it off, not wanting anything between his mouth and herbreasts. Spurred on by her impatience, he returned his attentions tothem with a startling intensity.Finally, eager to feel his soft chest hair against her, she removedhis tee shirt carefully. She felt as if her entire body and soul wereablaze. One look at his now bare chest invited her to do a littlelicking and sucking of her own. "Tom, are you sure you're up to this?" she asked softly as her lipsnuzzled his ear."I feel fine, B'Elanna. In fact this is the best medicine for whatails me." gasped Tom.He gave her a sexy smile as he began unzipping her pants, never takinghis eyes off hers. He slid his hand inside her pants, barely brushingthe waist band of her panties. His hand shook, when he caught sightof the black lace that matched the bra she had been wearing. Anticipating his next move, she lifted her hips so he could draw thepants down easier. As he peeled them further and further down, hekissed the newly exposed skin, and she began breathing harder. He tossed the pants to the floor, and his fingers began thetantalizing journey back up the path the pants had so recently comedown. Her breathing was now coming in ragged gasps. "Are you okay, B'Elanna?" he asked, his voice deepened by his intensearousal."Yes, Tom," she groaned, her voice rough with passion.He paused at the leg holes of her panties. He provocatively tracedhis fingers over the elastic while leaning over to kiss her deeply,his tongue rapidly thrusting in and out of her mouth. Slowly, hisfingers drifted up further and curled just barely under the waist bandof her panties.""Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Tom," she moaned. Slowly his fingers and the panties started down the same downwardtrail the pants had previously traveled. His sensitive nose picked upher musky scent. It aroused him all the more. As he moved thepanties downward, he again planted kisses over the area they had justtraversed. As he pulled them off her feet, their dampness told himjust how ready she was. With a cocky smile, he stood beside the bed. He slowly unfastened hisleather pants, and unzipped them even more slowly. Moving his hips ina grinding, sexy fashion, he began to ease them down. B'Elanna watched, her blood boiling. She didn't know if she couldwait through all this display or not. She was so aroused now, she hadto restrain herself from leaping on him and knocking them both to thefloor. She slid closer to the edge of the bed, her eyes locked on hisgrinding hips. As he tossed the pants aside, she stared at the hugebulge in the leopard spotted bikini jocks."Paris," she gasped. "Where did you get those jocks?"Her breath was coming in ragged gasps. He stood before her, grinding his hips, moving closer, refusing toanswer her question. He was mere inches from her face now. Yet hemoved closer, and his bulge began to brush against her face.Suddenly, her arms reached up, bringing his face to hers. "I want youin this bed right now, Tom." she snarled.He felt her tongue against his jaw line, and he sank onto the bedbeside her. He felt B'Elanna's teeth sink into sink into the skin shehad just been tantalizing. She had marked him as he had hoped shewould. The pain was not pain as he had felt earlier in the evening,this was a sensual pain, that spoke of love and commitment. As her hands began to wrest his underwear off, he begin nibbling onher shoulder. He wanted to mark her again as well, stake his claim toher, let her know she was his and his alone. She felt him licking,kissing, and nibbling on her shoulder, she knew what he was about todo, and she began to growl contentedly. She gasped when he sank histeeth into her, once again claiming her for his own. She was his, hewas hers, it felt so right. Growing tired of trying to pull his tightunderwear, she ripped the fabric apart. His taut, erect penis sprangforth, announcing its readiness. She was determined to make him forget the earlier incident. Her handsroamed over his chest. She loved the way his chest hair felt. Itstexture intrigued her. She nuzzled the reddish hair that was lightlysprinkled over his chest, taking time to nip at his now hard nipples. As she played with his chest hair, he slid his hands teasingly up anddown her thighs. Then, he began to ruffle the thatch of dark curlsbetween her thighs.She moaned softly and spread her thighs, inviting him to go further.It was what she wanted, what she needed."Tom, please," she moaned,as her breathing sped up in anticipation. She spread her legs a little wider to convey her urgency. He smiled, and accepted her invitation by sliding his fingers alongthe soft, moist lips that lay between her thighs. She quivered as his fingers lightly brushed over her. She wantedmore. "Please, Tom, inside me now. I need to feel you." she plead.He slowly slid one finger inside her. She moaned in contented bliss. He added a second finger, and his thumb began to stimulate herclitoris. He slowly stoked his fingers in and out. She began moaningand moving her hips in counter rhythm to his fingers. She began to tremble, then to shudder. "Ohh, Tom,please....please...don't make me wait any longer." His erection wasbeginning to throb almost painfully, and he could tell she was aboutto reach her peak.She could not take it any longer. She rolled him onto his back. Positioning herself over his erect penis, she slowly began to lowerherself onto it. She placed her hands over his and raised them upover his head. When she had taken him fully within herself, she sighed."I told you I wanted to feel you while I rode today, remember?" sheasked, staring into his smoldering blue eyes. He nodded, and with agentle rocking motion, she started her ride. Tom met her thrusts withhis own. The entire bed was shaking and squeaking. Caught up in thepassion, she let go of his hands. He took hold of her shoulders tosteady her as she continued to ride him. Both were gasping for breathas passion swept them onward. Her muscles clenched around his pulsingerection every time it pulled outward, bringing them closer andcloser. They rode each other as they had ridden the bike, hard andfast. B'Elanna's entire body began to tense up, she was so close. Any second now, waves of orgasmic pleasure would encompass her. Then, with a shudder, B'Elanna climaxed. She roared as waves ofpleasure ripped through her body. Tom's climax followed almostimmediately. The bed shook even harder, the walls vibrated with thesounds of their groans. They were together in love, together in life,together forever. They were one.B'Elanna slumped down against his chest. Her sweat mingled with his astheir bodies molded together. He stroked her still trembling body,soothing and calming her. "Happy?" he asked."Very muchly so," she replied.She slid off of him and snuggled up to his side. It felt so good tolie next to him, wrapped securely in his arms."Mmmm, know what I'd like, B'Elanna," he asked."What's that, Helmboy?" she murmured softly."Some dessert, we didn't get any." he replied."So I wasn't dessert enough tonight?" she asked coyly."You're sweet enough every night, Love. I'm just hungry again. Weused a lot of energy tonight. Energy that was put to great use." Hekissed her warmly. "I love using energy that way.""So, dessert, huh? Stay put, I'll be right back." She rolled out ofbed. Tom watched as her exotic flesh disappeared under her leather clothes.Dressed, but still barefooted, she left the room, making her way backto the diner. The waitress appeared from the kitchen area, giving hera knowing smile."What you need, hon?" asked the waitress."We'd like some dessert. May I see a menu?" asked B'Elanna, awareshe now wore a silly smile that matched that of the waitress. Sheperused the menu, then pointed to a small item."Can I get a bowl of that to take back to the room?" she asked."Sure, hon, I'll be right back with it." The waitress walked backinto the kitchen. In a few moments, she returned with a tray."Chico said to tell y'all everything is on the house, because you gotrid of Big Rick and his gang." She smiled at B'Elanna. "You are onetough lady. I wouldn't want you to get upset with me."B'Elanna smiled. "I don't think I'll be getting upset with you. TellChico I said thanks." She took the tray and went back upstairs."What's that?" asked Tom as he watched her set the tray down on thenight stand."You'll see, be patient." B'Elanna answered.She quickly undressed and crawled up on the bed beside Tom. Takingthe bowl from the tray and without any warning, she poured some of thecontents onto Tom's stomach. "What is that? It feels slimy and sticky." said Tom."It's Flan Carmelisado, Tom. It's a caramel custard." "Oh, really," said Tom as he watched it slide slowly down his stomach. B'Elanna leaned over him and began to lick the custard off his skin. "Mmmm," she breathed as she continued licking. Tom squirmed and moaned softly. He loved the feel of her hot, moisttongue against his skin. His hands tangled in her hair as shecontinued to lick up the custard. The Flan made its way down his body, and she followed it. She managedto lap up the last of it just above the patch of hair lying betweenhis muscular thighs. She raised her head to look at him. "Your turn, Helmboy," she whispered seductively, handing him the bowland lying down on the bed with a suggestive gleam in her eyes.Tom surveyed the beautiful body before him. "Hmm, B'Elanna ala Flan. Now what part do I want to taste first?" He waved the bowl over herbody teasingly. She watched with intense interest. Finally, hepoured a generous amount over her breasts.He shot her a smile, then bent to have his "dessert." He began slowlylapping the Flan off her breasts, first the right one, then the left. His tongue moved over a nipple. Her ecstatic gasp was all theencouragement he needed to remain there lapping away. Then some ofthe Flan trickled down between her breasts. He followed it, trailinghis tongue down the same path. The movement caused a ticklingsensation, and she laughed."Something wrong, B'Elanna," he asked with a grin."No, just something very right." she murmured in contentment. He lapped up the final puddle of Flan, then he handed her the bowl andlaid back down. "Your turn," he said. By now, both of them were breathing hard, andtheir eyes reflected the intense passion that was rapidly building.Tom waited in anticipation as he watched her look from the bowl tohim. She had a very thoughtful expression on her face."Now....where do I want to pour this next?" she asked.She gazed drifted to his hardening penis. With a small smile, sheheld the bowl high, and he could feel the custard pouring between histhighs. Setting the bowl back on the tray, she bent down to claim herdesert. Her licks were gentle but arousing. Her tongue licked gentlyat the very tip of his penis. It became even harder the instant shetouched it with her tongue. She continued licking it, making him moanwith pleasure. Her licks were slow, upward, around, and back downagain. Finally, she took him fully into her mouth and began sucking. Encouraged by his moans and the pulsing, she sucked even harder. Tom felt as if every fiber of his being was about to explode. Hegrabbed her under the arms, pulled her up, and flipped her on herback. Then he thrust into her fast and hard. "Yes, Tom," she screamed. "Oh, yes, yes, yes..." Her legs wrappedaround him, pulling him deeper with every thrust. Encourage by her outburst, he began thrusting wildly, holding nothingback. The bed creaked beneath them. Their moans reverberated off thewalls of the small room. B'Elanna tensed, then let out a keening wail as her orgasm overtookher. Tom came with her, shouting out her name as his semen burstforth into her now contracting channel.He collapsed on top her, remaining there for a few moments, dazed bythis intense physical encounter. Finally he rolled off her andgathered her close. They were so completely and totally sated, thatsleep quickly claimed both of them. Meanwhile, in engineering, Vorik looked worriedly at the console. Thepower surge that had occurred as he ran an untimely holodeckdiagnostic had interfered with holodeck function. It had changed theparameters of the holodeck programs, and even worse, had caused thesafeties to fail. He knew it was against procedure to run adiagnostic when holodecks were in use. He had tried to be careful. Itwas the only thing he had left to do. He did not want to wait until0000 hours to do it. He could only hope that Lieutenant Torres would not be too upset withhim. She already had him scrubbing the plasma manifolds. It was oneof the worse jobs in engineering. It was usually assigned to crewmembers who merited disciplinary action. He sincerely wished he'd waited and let Joe check out the console. Sidestepping the chain of command and contacting B'Elanna himself hadgotten him into serious trouble. This time, there was no telling what she'd do to him. He recalledChell being assigned by Lieutenant Tuvok to degauze the transporterwith a micro-resonator instead of the flashscan method. That wasanother frequently assigned disciplinary task."Computer, did any injuries occur before the holodeck safeties cameback on line?" asked Vorik."Affirmative, Lieutenant Thomas Paris was injured." replied thecomputer.Vorik knew then his fate was sealed. B'Elanna would definitely beextremely upset. He resigned himself to more disciplinary action.*******************************************************B'Elanna woke up in Tom's arms. "Tom," she whispered softly. "Timeto wake up."His eyes flickered open. He shook his head a second, then asked,"B'Elanna, does this place have a shower? I'm all sticky and I'drather clean up before I get dressed." His voice held no suggestiveinflection, he merely wanted to be rid of the sticky feeling."Yes, Tom, there's a shower." She consulted her chronometer. "Weshould shower alone. We don't have enough time to shower together." She flashed him a knowing grin. Showering together always led tothings they just didn't have time for right now."How much time do we have left?" asked Tom."About twenty minutes, assuming the program ends, and the holodecklets us out. When I find out who screwed up, they will live to regretit." said B'Elanna grimly."Why don't you shower first, B'Elanna." suggested Tom.Nodding, she grabbed her clothes and headed for the bathroom withouthesitation. She was just as anxious as Tom to cleanse the sticky Flanoff her skin.While she showered, Tom walked over to look out the window. The bikewas still there, Big Rick and his thugs had not disturbed it. Theywould not have time to ride anymore tonight.Losing this bet had turned out to be the most fantastic adventure he'dever had. He was sorry that the forty-eight hours would soon be up. Tomorrow night at 2200 hours, the payoff would be over."Your turn, Tom," called B'Elanna. He looked and saw B'Elanna walking out of the bathroom, once againclad in her riding clothes."On my way, Love," he answered. He gave her a quick kissed as he passed her on his way to the bathroom.B'Elanna decided to put the time to good use. She wanted to see ifholodeck voice commands were back on line yet, and if possible, whoscrewed up the holodecks to begin with. "Computer, arch," ordered B'Elanna. She breathed a sigh of reliefwhen the arch appeared. She began bringing up information on theconsole. When she saw whose authorization code had been in use for aholodeck diagnostic her blood boiled. She would have him inChakotay's office tomorrow even though it was her day off."Computer, remove arch." she said in an irritated voice.Just then, Tom walked out of the bathroom clad only in a towel. Hisbare chest bore the marks of their passionate encounters, just as hischeek did."As much as I love looking at you in a towel, Tom, you need to hurryand get dressed. The systems are back on line, and we're out of herein eight minutes." said B'Elanna in an amused tone.Tom quickly dressed. Finally, when he was fully clothed, he took herin his arms and held her tightly."This has been a wonderful experience, B'Elanna. Thanks for all thehard work you put into it." he softly whispered in her ear.As they kissed each other, the computer announced, "Your holodeck timeis up, and the program is terminating."The holoprogram faded away and was replaced by the familiar yellow andblack gird. Hand in hand, they walked out the door.They were still holding hands as they entered the turbolift. As itbegan to move, B'Elanna looked up at Tom."I found out who caused the holodeck to malfunction, Tom. It wasVorik running a damned diagnostic. His code was in the computer." Tom shook his head. "Do me a favor, B'Elanna. Please don't hurt himtoo badly. You know I'll probably be the one to help Doc repair yourdamage."She shook her head. "I won't hurt him. I'm calling him intoChakotay's office at 1100 hours tomorrow. We're all going to have a*little talk*.""Thanks, I really didn't want to have to work in Sickbay on my day offtomorrow." said Tom.She gave Tom an evil grin. "He'll be degauzing transporter room twojust like Tuvok made Chell do a couple of years ago.""Well, I don't feel sorry for him in the least bit. He violatedregulations twice in one shift." said Tom."By the way, where are we sleeping tonight, Tom? My quarters oryours," she asked softly."Last time I looked, B'Elanna, yours were kind of, well, messy. Ithink we'd better be in mine for tonight." answered Tom with a lovingsmile."Fine, Tom, just let me stop by my quarters and get fresh clothing fortomorrow." said B'Elanna."You need to, because you don't have any clean clothes left in myquarters." agreed Tom."I'll go get my clothes and meet you in your quarters." The turboliftstopped and she got off. Tom watched as she quickly strode down the deck to her quarters."See you in a few seconds, Tom." she called.The lift doors slid closed and it resumed its way to deck four. Tom exited the lift and hurried to his quarters. He entered andcalled for lights at fifty percent. He stripped off his leatherriding clothes and carefully put them aside to clean by hand. Then hedropped his tee shirt and the remains of his jocks in the cleaningprocessor. After that, he quickly put on clean briefs and a teeshirt. Just as he finished dressing, the door slid open and B'Elanna walkedin. She had her clothing in a gym bag as usual. His smile upon herappearance lit up the entire room. "You are my only love, B'Elanna. You know that, don't you?" hewhispered softly."I hope so, Flyboy." she quipped. He kissed her tenderly, to assure her of his statement."I'm really tired, Tom. Let's get some sleep." she murmured as hebroke the kiss and held her close."I think that's a good idea." Tom answered.She pulled away and began putting her things away. Once that was taken care of, she slipped into the bathroom and dressedfor bed. She came out in a simple white gown Tom had given her forher birthday along with a much racier black one. He had the whitegown set off by her dark coloring would be beautiful on her.Tom looked up as she walked out of the bathroom and whistled. It wasthe first time he'd seen her in it. He was pleased she'd chosen towear it tonight."You look lovely in white, B'Elanna. Just like I said you would." Tom could not take his eyes off of her."Flattery will get you everywhere, Tom." She grinned at him, and theyboth laughed."Come on B'Elanna, let's get some sleep." She crawled into bed beside him, and they both laid down. Tomgathered her into his strong arms, and she snuggled close to him. "Good night, B'Elanna. I love you." Tom whispered soflty."I love you too, Tom, sweet dreams." murmured B'Elanna sleepily.Tom opened his eyes. They hadn't told the computer to wake them upsince they were both off duty. The had been able to indulgethemselves in the luxury of sleeping in. B'Elanna was sleeping on herside facing him. Her face was aglow. It was obvious she was having avery pleasant dream. Softly, he called for the time."The time is 0900." The computer answered his request promptly. He decided to surprise her with breakfast in bed. He eased himselfout of bed so he would not awaken B'Elanna. He quickly made his wayto the bathroom, then headed for the replicator. Checking his rationsupply, he confirmed he had more than enough rations for them to havean excellent breakfast."Let's see began," Tom. "Two large glasses of orange juice, twoservings of eggs benedict, four slices of whole wheat toast, orangemarmalade, and a dish of strawberries with cream, and a pot of coffeeon a lap tray." The tray of food shimmered into view. It look and smelled delicious. He carried the tray over and sat it on the night stand. B'Elanna wasstill asleep. With a loving smile, he leaned over and kissed hertenderly."B'Elanna, wake up, breakfast is ready." He spoke in soft gentletones, not wanting to startle her.Her eyelids began to flicker as he trailed kisses over her face. Whenher eyes opened and focused on him, she smiled at him. There was nomore pleasant way to be awakened in the morning, than by Tom's kisses."Good morning, Love, I thought we'd have breakfast in bed thismorning." Tom smiled at the look of delight in her eyes."Breakfast in bed, that sounds great. What do we have?" Her eyessparkled."You need to sit up first, then you can see for yourself. Leanforward, and I'll fix your pillows so you'll be more comfortable." Tom fluffed the pillows and she leaned back against them.B'Elanna flashed him a smile. "It smells wonderful, Tom."He pulled a lap tray from under the bed. Sitting it on her lap, hebegan to place her servings on the tray."Glad you like it, we have eggs benedict, orange juice, toast withorange marmalade, and coffee." Tom named off each item as he sat it onher tray. Then he set the strawberries off his tray and got in bedbeside her with his own tray."What about the dish of strawberries and cream, Tom?" B'Elanna's eyesheld a gleam. She had her suspicions."We'll *share* those after we finish with all this." Tom replied witha matching gleam in his eye."Tom, I only see one fork." said B'Elanna."I know," began Tom. "I thought we could feed each other thismorning." He picked up the fork, catching some of the egg dish on the end of it. He extended the bite to B'Elanna. She opened her mouth allowing himto spoon the bite into her waiting mouth."Mmm, very good, Tom," she replied.She took the fork from him and speared up a bite of his food and fedit to him. He closed his eyes, savoring the flavor. We he openedthem again, she was grinning at him."What's so funny?" asked Tom."You had the funniest expression on your face when you tasted the eggsbenedict. What were you thinking about?" asked B'Elanna with a giggle."Oh nothing really, just enjoying the moment and the food." answeredTom.He picked up a slice of toast and spread a thick layer of the richmarmalade over it. "Try the toast," he urged her. She took the slice and bit into. Her face reflected her delight."Tom, you are so sweet, you remembered that orange marmalade is myfavorite." She leaned over and gave him a quick kiss."Of course I remembered. I wouldn't forget something that means somuch to you. Besides," his eyes twinkled at her to let her know thenext statement was teasing. "I've gotten into enough trouble with thisbet already."She smile wanly at his teasing look. "Do you regret making it, Tom?" She felt insecure despite the teasing look he'd give her. "After all,I got you into that trouble, I should have planned better.""Wait a minute, love. The malfunction was what caused the problem. Itold you last night it was not your fault. If it was anyone's fault,it was Vorik's fault. I don't want to hear another word about it beingyour fault." His hand gently caressed her cheek as he gazed lovinglyinto her eyes. "We've got a few more hours to go on our bet, and Iwant us to forget about the problem from last night and enjoy the restthis wild ride we're on."B'Elanna's smile grew more genuine. "Okay, that's what we'll do."Tom's desk console beeped, breaking the moment. He got out of bed andpadded over to his desk. Checking the message, he turned back to her."B'Elanna, you have a message from Chakotay. It's marked urgent.""What's the message, Tom." She stretched her arms over her head,smiling as Tom stared longingly at her full breasts straining againstthe sheer fabric of her gown."He got your message for a request for a meeting. He also said Vorikcame and told him about the malfunctions. He is going to be able tomeet with you and Vorik at 1100 hours just like you suggested." Tomlooked at the chronometer. "It's 0945, We have enough time to finishwith breakfast, shower and get dressed before your meeting. We haveto feed ourselves though." Tom walked over to the replicator andreplicated another set of silverware for her."I agree," began B'Elanna, as she accepted the fork, spoon, and knifefrom him. "As much as I love it, I want us to be able to have plentyof time to enjoy breakfast, but I can't be late for my meeting either. Besides if we don't take too much time eating, we can showertogether." Her sultry look spurred Tom into eating.Within a short time the only food left for them to consume was thestrawberries. Tom quickly removed the lap trays and pulled B'Elannaclose. His hands eased the gown off of her shoulders. She was so caught up in his kisses and caresses, she did not noticehim reaching for the strawberries until the coolness of the food onher skin took her by surprise. Tom seductively spread the food overher bare breast. Then he began slowly licking it off, savoring thetaste of the strawberries and the feel of her soft skin.B'Elanna closed her eyes and allowed the sensations coursing throughher body overtake her. She was very aware of his warm tongue as itlapped her breast. She didn't want to stop him. A sound somewherebetween a growl and a moan rumbled from her throat. "Tom," she sighed. "You make me feel so good."He scooped out more of the creamy mixture and placed it on her otherbreast and proceeded to give it the same loving treatment the otherhad just been given.A fire, fueled by his attentions, began burning deep inside her. Herback arched, pressing her breast closer to his questing tongue. His hands moved slowly and possessively down her body, drawing thegown completely off her body. He dropped it to the floor and smileddown at her.B'Elanna shifted her legs. "Tom, please, I need you." She was soaroused from his attentions. Her eyes burned into his, increasing hisdesire as well.He gently slid her panties off, dropping them to floor as well.She she watched him as he slowly removed his tee shirt and briefs. Hewas as aroused as she was. She parted her legs in invitation. He gladly accepted the unspoken invitation and knelt between herlegs. He reached up to place his hands on her shoulders. Slowly, hedrew his hands down her rapidly heating body. She arched inanticipation as his hands continued their journey to her most secretplace. His fingers traced wavy lines across her stomach. He paused, pokingplayfully at her navel, as she squirmed underneath his questing hands. They paused again to ruffle the dark thatch of hair just above herheated folds. Then she felt a single finger begin to stroke thosefolds. As she responded to this touch, other fingers joined the singlefinger, and they began to probe and caress her most intimate parts. Tom's movements were slow, and they caused a fire to burn deep insideher. As his fingers continue to ignite a fire within, he bent to kissthe hairy patch he had ruffled earlier with his fingers. She arched up pressing her mound against his lips. His probingfingers slid inside her moist hot channel. He moved one hand to herhip to steady her as he moved to kiss and lick her hot warmth. Thefires inside blazed out of control as he continued to stimulate her. His tongue tasted her sweetness. He firmly grasped both of her hipswith his hand, and probed inside her tight channel with his tongue. Her fingers wound through his damp hair as he continued to bring herthis intense pleasure. She sighed deeply as she allowed the blazingfeelings to course through her. As he continue thrusting his tonguein and out of her body, deeper and deeper moans began to issue forthfrom deep within her. He worked slowly, his tongue sliding in and outin a slow steady rhythm. His right hand drifted back down to herclitoris and began to stimulate it as well.He felt her hips buck and roll as she released his head and grabbedthe sheets. Her fingers clawed at them, keeping her in place as Tomcontinued. She felt if she let go of the sheets she would roll offthe bed."Now, Tom! I need to feel your shaft thrusting inside me." she gasped.He positioned himself and ever so slowly entered her warm channel. Asalways, they seem to fit perfectly, as if they had been made solelyfor each other.He withdrew just as slowly, and thrust back in even slower thanbefore. Her hips tightened around him."Tom," she moaned. "Pleas don't tease me so. I want you so much. Faster, please, faster and harder." Her voice conveyed her desperatedesire for him.He obliged her request and began thrusting faster and harder. Hepumped in and out with increasing speed and force."Oh, yes, Tom, faster, harder," she gasped.Tom increased his efforts and began to thrust wildly. B'Elanna moanedand matched his efforts evenly with her movements. Their breathingwas coming in ragged gasps, as the sensations built to a crescendo,and then exploded them into ecstasy. They both lay trembling from theforce of their mutual climaxes.Tom eased himself off of B'Elanna, slid his arms around her, and heldher close."I love you." he whispered softly.She snuggle her head against his sweat dampened chest. "I love youtoo, Tom." she whispered softly. She smiled tenderly. "I can hearyour heartbeat. I could lie here and listen to it all day.""B'Elanna, as much as I'm enjoying this, we'd better hit the shower,because you're meeting with Chakotay in about twenty minutes." Tomlooked at her with a grin. "You don't want to be late.""Twenty minutes," gasped B'Elanna. Jumping out of bed, she raced intothe bathroom with Tom right behind her."Tom, we have to hurry, let's use the sonic shower." She gave him afirm look. "No playing during this shower, Tom. There just isn'ttime.""I know," he replied. "Later this afternoon, we can take a watershower together." His eyes danced with hers at the suggestion. She set the shower and they both climbed in. The sonics quicklycleansed them. When they cycle ended, they got out and took turns atthe sink finishing up their daily hygiene routines. B'Elanna quickly dressed and turned to Tom, who was ambling out of thebathroom to get his clothes. She eyed his lean form approvingly."I don't know how long this meeting will take, Tom. I'll contact youas soon as I'm done."He kissed her softly. "I'll be waiting for you." he assured her.B'Elanna left for her meeting. Tom quickly put on some running shortsand a tee shirt. Then he went to his desk and picked up a PADD toreview his lessons the Doctor had assigned him. It would keep himbusy until B'Elanna came back. Soon, he was engrossed in the makeupof the brain. It was a complex lesson, and it would require his fullattention. The Doctor had commended his renewed zeal for his studiesafter the incident with Steth. There was nothing like almost losingall you held dear to make you get your act together.*****************************************************The lift let B'Elanna out near Chakotay's office. She walked up tothe door and pressed the announcer. She knew she had to watch whatshe said in front of Chakotay. She was so angry at Vorik, she hopedshe could keep her temper in check.The door slid open to admit her. Chakotay looked at her as she satdown in a chair near the desk. Vorik was sitting in the other chair. Chakotay fixed a stern stare on Vorik. "Ensign Vorik, LieutenantTorres tells me you've been having some problems in engineering. Iunderstand you performed your diagnostic on the holodeck when it wasin use, instead of the scheduled time. This caused injuries to occurwhen the safeties went off line."Vorik nodded slowly. "Yes sir, I was late in completing my tasks, andI thought that perhaps if I were very careful, I would be able to dothe diagnostic without creating any problems on the holodeck.""I also understand you circumvented the chain of command, callingLieutenant Torres when you should have reported a suspected problem toLieutenant Carey and let him determine if th situation warranted herpresence.""Yes sir," replied Vorik. "Lieutenant Carey was indisposed at thetime."B'Elanna snorted. "He was in the head, Commander.""Could the problem have waited for Lieutenant Carey to return from thehead?" asked Chakotay. Vorik shifted with an uncomfortable expression on his face. "Yes sir,it could have." "I am more concerned with the interference you caused with ship'ssystems than bucking the command structure." B'Elanna glared atVorik. "You know people can be seriously hurt when system diagnosticsare not done properly."Vorik nodded soberly. "Lieutenant Torres tells me she already has you scrubbing the plasmamanifolds. That should take you a week. I am also denying youreplicator privileges for a week." He looked at a maintenance schedule. "Transporter room twoneeds to be degauzed, you may do that with a micro-resonator."Vorik's eyes widened. He recall Tuvok had assigned the over talkativeChell to do just that during field training.B'Elanna fixed her sternest gaze back on Vorik. "Ensign, I also wantyou to review all the safety protocols for running diagnostics andwrite a report. Copies are to be on my desk and the Commanders deskin three days. Understood?""Yes, ma'am," answered Vorik.She nodded to Chakotay, who stood along with her. "That will be all, Ensign. Dismissed." said Chakotay in a quiet firmvoice.Vorik nodded and quickly exited the office."Is Tom all right, B'Elanna?" asked Chakotay with concern.She nodded. "I used the emergency medical kit that we started keepingin the holodeck after that nightmarish episode with Seska. I don'tthink we'll be running that program again anytime soon though."The First Officer smiled at her. "If I recall correctly, you're bothoff today. So go enjoy the rest of the day with Tom.""Yes, sir," she snapped. Then grinned at her friend."Hope you're getting a good payoff on your bet." His eyes sparkledwith teasing amusement.She blushed hotly, then grinned. "You'd better believe it." Hersmile told him everything he needed to know."Well, Dismissed Lieutenant."She nodded at him and with a wink and a bright smile, she walked outof his office.He smiled as the door closed behind her. She and Tom made quite apair. They'd both come a long way since they had come on boardVoyager. Together, they were a force to be reckoned with.B'Elanna hit her com badge the moment she left Chakotay's office."Torres to Paris," she said crisply."Paris, here," came the quick response."What are you doing, Tom?" she asked."Just finishing my study session on the last lesson from Doc."answered Tom happily."Meet me in the mess hall for lunch, Tom." B'Elanna closed thechannel before he could reply. After all they still had a few hourson their bet. She decided to make a quick stop by her quarters before going to themess hall. She checked her computer and found forty-seven messages. All but one seem to be routine. This one was from Tom, and it wasmarked urgent. She quickly called it up. A smile spread across herface as she read the huge letters. B'ELANNA, I LOVE YOU!!! TOMThe letters were so huge, they filled the entire screen of hermonitor. The smile stayed on her face all the way to the mess hall. She sawTom waiting by the door for her. The corridor was clear so he gavehim a quick kiss. "I got your message, Tom. I love you too." Her eyes sparkled at him. "Let's eat and then spend some quality time in my quarters thisafternoon." The gleam in her eye told him exactly what sort of"quality time" she wanted to spend with him. The quickly walked over to the serving counter to see what sort ofconcoction Neelix had for them today.Neelix beamed at them. "How are my two favorite Lieutenants today.""We're great, Neelix," answered B'Elanna. "What's for lunch today?""Pleeka Rind casserole, and an old earth recipe Samatha Wildmanmentioned to me. Pepperoni Pizza."Tom and B'Elanna smiled at each other. "Pizza for both of us please,Neelix." Tom said in a happy tone.B'Elanna pointed to the fresh salad. "And salads too," she added.They took their trays to "their" table in the mess hall and sat down. She saw Vorik eating the casserole with obvious distaste. She nudgedTom with an evil grin and pointed to the Vulcan."What happened in the meeting?" Tom saw the wicked gleam in her eyesand knew Vorik had gotten it good.She relayed what all happened in the meeting. Tom nodded in agreement. "I certainly hope he's learned his lessonwell. He's got a lot of dirty work to do, but I don't feel sorry forhim. Maybe now, he'll follow procedures. I never thought I'd eversee a Vulcan screw up as badly as he did." remarked Tom thoughtfully.B'Elanna grinned. "I doubt he'll step out of line for a while.""Enough talk about Vorik. I still owe you about eight hours on ourbet. What are you going to make me do?" His eyes glittered withexcitement. Losing this bet had led to the most exciting time he hadever had with B'Elanna."Well, let's see. I think I'd like to take a nap this afternoon, andI could use a soft, warm pillow. Now, before I take that nap, I thinkI could use a good back rub." Her eyes smoldered at him. "Then anice water shower with my favorite helmboy before a nice supper in myquarters.""Your slave is at your disposal, Mistress." Tom spoke with a serioustone, but an insolent grin.They chatted through the rest of their meal, enjoying the food andeach other. Tom went to the counter and brought them both coffee. The mess hall emptied out as various crew members returned to duty. Soon it was only Neelix and the two of them left. Tom set his empty cup down. "I suggest we leave before Neelix triesto engage us in conversation. We have an interesting agenda for therest of the afternoon and evening."She nodded in agreement. "I can't wait for you to give me a back rubwith my new massage oil.""New massage oil," asked Tom."I replicated it last week, Tom. It's called Summer Roses. It smellsabsolutely heavenly." B'Elanna stood and offered her hand to Tom. "Ready to go?"They strolled out of the mess hall and headed for the nearest turbolift.Once they were inside her quarters, she picked up a few articles ofscattered clothing and dropped them in the cleaning processor. Sitting in a chair, she held up a foot and looked at Tom expectantly. He walked over and tugged her boots off and then removed her socks.She stood up and held a hand up to indicate he should just stand andwatch. Slowly, she unfastened her jump suit and pulled it down. Asit hit the floor around her feet, she stepped out of it and kicked itout of the way. She slid out of her turtleneck and tossed it on topof her jump suit. Her bra was quickly removed and tossed aside aswell. By now, she could see a bulge in Tom's gym shorts. Lockingeyes with Tom, she hooked her fingers into the waist band of herpanties and pulled them down slowly. She stepped out of them andtossed them to the pile of discarded clothing. "Tom, the massage oil is on my dresser." While he went to get themassage oil, she turned down the covers and lay face down in the bed.Tom sat beside her on the bed. Pouring some of the fragrant oil intohis hand, he quickly rubbed his palms together to warm it beforetouching her body. He began to gently rub the tight muscles in herback and shoulders. His touch was sure and gentle. The steady rhythmof his hands made her so sleepy, but she made an effort to stay awake. This just felt too good.His hands made slow firm circles on her back. He leaned over andkissed her softly on her cheek. She lifted her head and kissed himlips tenderly."Feeling better?" whispered Tom softly."Much better," murmured B'Elanna. "Don't stop now.""I aim to please, Love." said Tom seductively."You do please me, Tom. In all the best possible ways." He poured more oil out and continued his ministrations. His handsmoved lower down her spine. A loan moan issued forth from B'Elannathat told him she was pleased and contented with his actions.B'Elanna could barely keep her eyes open. "Tom," she whispered. "I'mready for my pillow and my nap now." "I'm not finished, B'Elanna." said Tom softly."Tom, I'm falling asleep and I want you to hold me. Remember thebet." She looked up at him with an enchanting smile. "So get thatshirt off and get into this bed. Mistress' orders."Tom quickly stripped off his shirt and slid under the covers with her. She snuggled into his arms as close to his body as she could get."You've been really wonderful about this bet, Tom."He smiled and stroked her hair. "It's been a fantastic experience. Why wouldn't I be? Besides, I cheated a little. My engine was alittle more powerful than yours. You still won though.""To be honest, I messed with you bike once." admitted B'Elanna. "ButI changed it back. So with my tampering I guess we're even. Mychange in your bike's power leveled out the playing field. Now let'sget some sleep."He held her close and felt her breathing slow as sleep claimed her.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~B'Elanna squirmed as she slowly woke up. Tom's arms were securelywrapped around her. She reached up and caressed his face tenderlywith her hand.In his dream, Tom felt B'Elanna's caressing his face. He smiled asthe caresses continued. Slowly he too roused from his slumber.Seeing that he was waking up, she lifted her lips to his and kissedhim with a gentle brushing of her lips."Did you have a good nap, Tom?" she asked after he had opened his eyes."It was good, but waking up next to you was even better." replied Tom.He pulled her close and kissed her longingly. When they broke forair, Tom said, "Computer, time?""The time is now 1700 hours." Tom grinned. "Do you want to shower before supper, B'Elanna?""Provided you intend to shower with me, yes." answered B'Elanna. "Areal water one, liked we talked about this morning. You still owe methree hours.""I was planning on a real shower, Love. Lots of water and soap tomake my hands glide over your body." Tom stood up, took her hands,and pulled her to her feet. "Let's go, Love."She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him again. This time shekissed him long hard and passionately. They were both gasping for airwhen she broke the kiss."Mmmm, B'Elanna if you keep that up, we'll never make it to theshower." said Tom in a husky tone.She giggled, "Then we'd better get in the shower, because I havedesigns on your body, helmboy."Taking her by the hand, he led her into the bathroom. Without a word,he turned on the water and adjusted the temperature.B'Elanna crossed her arms and gave him a speculative glance. "Do youintend to wear your gym shorts into the shower, Tom?"He blushed. He'd forgotten he still had them on. He quickly strippedthem off along with his briefs. He opened the shower door and gestured for B'Elanna to go in first. "After you, Love." he said lovingly.She stepped under the warm spray. It felt wonderful. She lovedshowering with Tom. She felt him step behind her. She leaned againsthim as his strong arms wrapped around her. His hands cupped herbreasts. She turned to meet his lips as he leaned his head down. They kissed long and passionately.B'Elanna turned to face Tom. She picked up the bar of soap and beganto rub the bar against his chest in slow gentle circles, neverbreaking eye contact with him. Her hands moved ever so slowly down,stopping just above his groin. She could feel his fully erect penispressing into her stomach. His lips hovered so close to hers, she could feel his breath puffinginto her mouth. She brushed her lips against his, tempting him toclaim her mouth once more.Tom wasn't in a hurry, he wanted to savor this time with her, everysecond of it. He cupped her face with his hands and kissed herdeeply, his tongue thrusting rapidly in and out of her deliciousmouth. She barely had the presence of mind to put the soap back inthe soap dish. She really didn't want them to slip on it. Beingbeamed to sickbay from the shower would be extremely embarrassing. Her hands covered with soap suds slid seductively across hisshoulders....his chest....his arms....his *cheeks*...."I can hear Doc now." began Tom. "*Ah Lieutenants, trying to conservewater......""Don't even think it, Tom. You know how interested he is in *matingpractices*."She squeezed his cheeks and pulled him closer to her, making hiserection poke her even more. It felt so good."Aren't you going to soap me, Tom?" she growled seductively."Is that an order, B'Elanna. You know, I do out rank you." teased Tom.She didn't say anything, she just growled louder and harder."Yes, ma'am." said Tom. He leaned down to get the soap, kissing herbreasts along the way. He carefully lathered up his hands, then begansoaping her breasts. He paid special attention to her nipples and theywere soon very stiff.She was swaying as his touch aroused her all the more. He pinned herarms against the shower wall. Leaning against her, he nibbled on herear and whispered, "Enjoying your shower, B'Elanna?"She pushed her body against his erection. "Just as much as you are,Tom." she purred."I'm about to make you enjoy it more." Tom whispered in his mostseductive voice.Her body quivered in anticipation. He released her hands and let hisglide down her body, coming to rest on her hips. He slid his handsdown to soap the wet mass of hair that lay between them. His handdrifted lower, and he slid his index finger inside her and beganstroking in and out. She moved in counter motion to the strokes ofhis finger, softly moaning. Smiling down at her, he added a secondfinger and bent his lips down to hers and kissed her hungrily. Heslowly thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth, matching the pace ofhis fingers. She placed her hands on his cheeks, her fingers caressing his ears asthey kissed. "Tom, I think we should shut off the water before we waste too much." she whispered huskily.He seemed not to hear her, and continued kissing her."Tom, shut off the water,now." Her voice carried that *don't ignoreme tone.*"Yes, ma'am," he answered. He reached behind her and turned off hewater, pressing his body closer to hers as he did so.Then, once again, he pulled her to him, moving their bodies to thefloor of the shower stall. He slid his fingers back inside her. Their kisses became deep insistent explorations. B'Elanna moaned in pleasure, digging her fingers into his arms. Thesound started off low, and grew gradually louder. Her body archedagainst his, wanting to feel him inside again. Tom removed his fingers and positioned himself to enter her. Hepulled at her hips, raising them to meet him as he quickly thrust intoher. Tom thrust hard and fast, with B'Elanna meeting each thrust withan intense forward thrust of her hips. Once again, they were lost in the passion of their love for eachother. Tom's moans joined B'Elanna's. He fixed his gaze on herbeautiful face. Her eyes were aglow with her love for him.She whispered softly, "I love you, Tom."Tom's words came out in short bursts in time with his insistentthrusting. "I....love....you....too...., B'Elanna."His thrusts became even faster. He felt B'Elanna jerk underneath him. She screamed as her orgasm took hold of her. His climax followedhers and his seed spurted into her waiting channel. Physically spent,they lay on the shower stall floor catching their breath.Finally, B'Elanna spoke. "Tom, how about some dinner.""What would you like?" he asked softly."A French meal would be nice. We could both use some of our rationsfor it." She smiled at him.He helped her to her feet and they put on their matching robes. Theyleft the bathroom and walked over to the replicator. They checked thelistings and found something that would not bankrupt their rationaccounts."Go sit down, and I'll bring it when it's ready." Tom kissed hergently.She walked over to the couch and watched as he prepared their meal. He carried the tray to the table in front of the couch. Sittingbeside her, he drew her into his arms and hugged her tightly."Dinner is served, Love." he said warmly."This all looks and smells so wonderful, Tom. It's the perfect wayfor this adventure to end." She leaned against him and kissed himsoftly."This has been quite an experience for both of us." He picked up thewine and the corkscrew. With a pop the cork came out. He picked upher glass and filled it half way. He set it down before her and didthe same thing to his glass.Raising his glass in a toast, he said, "B'Elanna, my love, this hasbeen a most excellent adventure. I would go through it all over againno questions asked."She touched her glass to his and they both took a sip of wine. He continued to speak looking into her warm brown eyes with the mostintensely sincere expression she'd ever seen. To defend your honor isa privilege. I will do it whenever the occasion arises."B'Elanna's eyes misted over with tears. "parmaqqaywI' I love you." She gazed into Tom's equally misty eyes. "You've given so much to my life, I never want us to end. I only wishI'd been brave enough to admit my feelings to you much earlier. I.....I was ...afraid you'd reject me." "I could never reject you, B'Elanna I'll love you forever. You havegiven me so much. Any man who rejects you is a fool." He reachedover and took her free hand into his. "I love you and I want to haveyou with me on this journey and forever." Bending his head down, hegently bestowed a courtly kiss upon her hand.B'Elanna blushed rosily. "Tom, isn't the food getting cold?" she asked.He smiled at her and handed her a napkin. "You're right, let's eat." B'Elanna took a bite of her salad. "This is delicious, Tom. Youalways make excellent choices.""Try the chicken," he suggested.Tom watched as she cut into her meat and took a bite of it.B'Elanna glanced at Tom. "Are you going to watch me take every biteof food I eat?" she asked in mock annoyance."Are you saying you're not worth watching, B'Elanna?" teased Tom."Tom, it's rude." she answered. "Besides your food will get cold ifyou sit here and watch me eat instead of eating your own supper.They ate slowly, savoring the fine French food. Tom noticed her wineglass was empty, and poured her some more wine. "Are you trying to get me drunk, Tom." she asked teasingly."Wine enhances good food, but would you rather hold off on the wineand finish our meal with some champagne instead?""Champagne? You really are too good to me, Tom. Yes, champagnesounds wonderful for dessert.""So, what are you going to say to Harry when he asks you about our"program.?" Her eyes twinkled at him."I think I'll tell him that it was intriguing." Tom began laughing."What's so funny, Tom?" asked B'Elanna."I just had a wild vision of Harry and Seven in our holoprogram." Tomshook his head.B'Elanna grinned. " I think Big Rick would scare the socks off Harry. I wonder how they would have handle Seven.""Harry might surprise you, B'Elanna. He's come a long way in fouryears.""We all have, Tom." whispered B'Elanna."Four years ago neither of us was ready for any type of committedrelationship. Look at us now." said Tom softly."Four years ago, you were a pig, Tom.""And you, B'Elanna had an exterior that was as cold as ice.""Look how we've both changed Tom." she said softly."Not changed, B'Elanna. I believe we both buried our true emotionsdeeply inside ourselves so we wouldn't get hurt by anyone around us.. I also believe what we've both gone through these past four years hasbrought out the real people inside of us. I'm happy it has."B'Elanna looked down at the empty plates before them. Withoutrealizing it, they had finished up their meal. They had both gotten tocaught up in what they were saying to notice it."Tom let's clear the dishes away and cuddle for a bit." suggestedB'Elanna.Tom removed the dishes and retrieved the bottle of champagne he'dhidden earlier in the day along with two glasses. Standing in themiddle of the room, he turned away lest the cork fly out of control. Slowly, he eased the cork up. It came out with a gentle pop. "You handled that cork like you've had plenty of experience." remarkedB'Elanna, who'd been watching him with interest."I've been know to indulge myself and those I love with a few bottlesof champagne every so often." Tom answered. He walked over to thecouch and poured two glasses of the bubbly liquid."That looks very real, Tom." said B'Elanna in surprise."That's because it is real." he answered."Where did you get real champagne?" "That's my little secret." he replied mysteriously."Do the Captain and Chakotay know about this?" she asked."No, you wouldn't tell on me now, would you?" His eyes sparkled morethan the champagne."No, it'll be our secret." she assured him.Tom handed her a glass and took the other for himself. "To the long happy life we're going to have together." He held hisglass out to her, and she touched her glass to his. He sank down on the couch beside her. She leaned back against him,feeling his warm chest against her back. Her hand made it's way intohis hair, pulling his head down to hers. Their lips met in apassionate kiss. They needed no words to convey their thoughts. B'Elanna broke the kiss."I love you, Tom." she whispered happily. She took another sip ofchampagne and leaned against him in utter contentment."Computer, play Paris selection #47." Tom said softly."One of your 20th century songs, Tom?" she asked.He nodded. "It really fits us. It's our story."As the music started, Tom instructed the computer to dim thelights............ My life was a paper Once plain, pure, and white Till you moved with your pen Changing moods now and then Till the balance was right. Then you added some music Every note was in place. And anybody could see All the changes in me by the look on my face. And you, you decorated my life. Created a world where dreams are a part. And you decorated my life By painting your love All over my heart You decorated my life.As the song continued to play, they lay snuggled in each other's armsthinking how true the song was for their relationship. Like a rhyme without reason And an unfinished song There was no harmony Life meant nothing to me And you brought out the colors What a gentle surprise Now I'm able to see All the things life can be Shining soft in your eyes And you decorated my life Created a world Where dreams are a part By painting your love All over my heart You decorated my life.