Disclaimer:  Star Trek: Voyager is the registered trademark and sole property of Paramount Pictures/Viacom – as if we CARED!  Snirkage!

Caffey’s note:  Who needs a plot when you can write steamy J/C smut without one?  I certainly don’t, and neither does Kadi.  Right, oh Smut Queen?!  LOL

Kadi’s note: Plot? What the hell is that? Oh yeah that, um, no we don't need that. I think we had plenty of fun without it. *Waggles brows* and you know dear, I'm getting a bit of another inkling…

WARNING:  Decidedly NC-17, very graphic and for the purpose of making J/C get off only.  Play elsewhere if you don’t like that.

Battle For Supremacy

By Gutter Rat and Smut Queen

    Leaning against the doorframe of the shower, Chakotay admired the view.

    Kathryn was bent over the sink to get a closer look at herself in mirror, searching for wrinkles and other shortcomings.  Her ass was sticking out as her hands, placed on either side of the sink, supported most of her weight.

    She was completely naked, and still wet from the shower.

    Chakotay watched small rivulets of water running down her spine to disappear between her buttocks.  His mind was screaming at him to walk over and lick them off, but he stayed put.  No need to rush things; there was a time for anything, and right now he wanted to keep on secretly watching her.  He found it most exciting to do that when she wasn't aware of his presence.

    Slightly leaning sideward, Kathryn inspected her breasts, and in doing so granted him a look at her taut nipples.  The skin was flushed and glistened with drops of water, which slid down her breasts every time she moved.

    Chakotay then decided that rushing things a little just might be a good idea after all.  He crossed the distance between them in two strides just as Kathryn turned back to face the mirror.  When she saw the reflection of his face, she grinned at him, not moving an inch in anticipation of what was about to come.  Smiling back at her, Chakotay wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close.

    "You can't get enough, can you," she teased, his erect member pressing into the small of her back.

    Chakotay didn't dignify that with an answer but let his hands begin taking slow inventory of her body.  He loved the way her muscles would tense at the lightest touch of his fingers.  While his broad hands wandered ever upward, their eyes met in the mirror.

    It was an entirely new experience for Kathryn to watch Chakotay do these incredible things to her, but it turned her on nevertheless.  If anything, she found it to be even more exciting than just feeling what he did to her.

    A prolonged moan escaped from between her lips upon the first brush of fingers along her breasts, which were swollen with her desire for him.  His touch was sending small waves of pleasure through her body, causing her head to fall back upon his shoulder and break eye contact.

    "Keep watching," Chakotay commanded.  "I want you to see what I do to you."  Kathryn's body was protesting the order, but she willed it to obey.  Their eyes locked once again.  "Good," he whispered huskily.  "You'll now surrender to me."

    Kathryn didn't know what shocked her more, his arrogance or her readiness to do just that.  Never one to give up control easily, she fought that urge with all her might, though.  "Like hell I will," she told him, one hand reaching behind and wedging between their bodies until she found what she was looking for.  Closing her hand around his member, she began stroking it to stress her point.  Chakotay playfully bit her shoulder in response, leaving a red mark behind.

    His right hand attended to her breasts, pinching and pulling her taut nipples, while he let the other one run downward, searching for her hot center to return the favor.  As soon as he reached her pubic hair, he felt a shiver run up her spine, accompanied by yet another moan.

    He tongued his way across her shoulders, licking and nipping at her skin.  Below his fingers continued to tangle and untangle in her pubic hairs, all the while growing slick as she became even more aroused. She leaned against him, letting him support her, but he wouldn't have it.  Instead he withdrew his fingers from her slick folds and took a wrist in each hand.  He forced her to brace herself on the sink once more, then slid slowly down her back, his tongue leaving a wet path as he licked his way down her spine. When he was on his knees behind her, he parted her legs a little wider and placed his hands on the backs of her thighs, just below her buttocks. Then using his thumbs he parted her folds and leaned forward until his tongue just barely caressed her slick and swollen folds.

    Kathryn groaned loudly, and while she couldn't see him in the mirror above the sink, she could see his reflection in the full-length mirror directly behind them. It was incredibly erotic, watching him tease her in this manner. She couldn't see what precisely his tongue was doing, but she felt it, stroke for slow, teasing stroke. She could however see his head as it moved slowly with each teasing caress.

    Then with no warning, he pulled away from her and sat back on his haunches. He turned her around to face him, and instructed her to stare into the full-length mirror. The break was just long enough to remind her that she wasn't supposed to be giving in so easily. Instead she drew herself up onto the vanity until she sat on its edge, her legs parted widely and peered down at him. "Make me."

    Chakotay's eyes narrowed and darkened with desire, a soft almost dangerous growl vibrated up from his throat and he leaned toward her. He held her legs apart with his hands and nipped at her sensitive folds, eliciting a cry from her, and then he pulled away and stood. "Do, don't... either way, you're going to succumb to me."

       Kathryn's brow rose, but she simply cocked her head to the side, her eyes challenging him to prove it.

    Chakotay's eyes sparkled with pure mischief, all right, he thought, let the games begin. He lifted a hand and pressed it against the base of her throat, then stroked downward between her breasts to her belly. Then he gave her just the lightest push to send her back arching until her head was resting against the mirror behind her. He kept his hand planted firmly on her belly and leaned forward, "You might want to hold on to something."

    That was the final warning he gave her before his lips caressed her swollen folds. His tongue darted out to trace her opening, and a smile tugged at his lips when she arched into him. With his free hand he lifted her left leg over his shoulder, giving him better access, and curled his arm around it to keep it in place.

    Kathryn gasped as she was pulled toward the edge of the vanity, and slipped her hands to the edge, and held on tightly. A series of throaty moans began to build in her throat as his teeth found her clit. He held it firmly between them and teased it with his tongue. He didn't give her time to respond much to each movement behind a keening cry and a moan before he would change direction, one moment thrusting his tongue into her opening, the next swirling it about her clit.

    She was already pushing against his hand and mouth in frustration, the ache building deeply within her, when he stopped completely. He pulled away from her and slowly stood, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he looked at her, back arched, eyes closed, lips parted. When she opened her eyes they cloudy, dazed, she stared at him for a moment, then slowly the haze began to part and her eyes narrowed.

    Chakotay brushed a gentle kiss across her lips then he bent his head close to hear ear. She could smell his musky fragrance. "Bend over the vanity, Kathryn."  Slowly, she slid off and turned around, facing the mirror once more.  She smirked at his reflection as she only bent slightly from the waist.

    Chakotay stood behind her, a heavy hand between her shoulder blades pushing her forward until her chin touched the warm surface, her hands pressing against it on either side of her head.  No longer able to watch him in the mirror, she didn't know what to expect, but the uncertainty was incredibly exciting.

    He stood back, appreciating the backside of the submissive woman in front of him.  He nearly broke into laughter -- Kathryn Janeway and submissive? That didn't sound right.  Somehow, he had a feeling that she was planning something.  Whatever it was, he didn't intend to give her a chance to see it through.  "Spread your legs," he ordered almost growling.  Satisfied with her immediate response, he leaned forward to blow cool air on her moist sex.

    Kathryn jumped, making small whimpering sounds.  His cool breath was doing amazing things to her overheated sex, increasing her need to be filled tenfold.  She longed to spin around and return the favor, but he was holding her down with one hand, forcing her to stay put.  Her mind raged at the audacity, yet her body was only too ready to respond to his masterful touch.  And masterful it was.  She could feel his thick finger stroke along her silken folds.  A gasp escaped her upon his first feathery light brush across her clit, but she refused to let herself arch against his hand.

    Without ceremony, Chakotay pulled his hand away, only to replace it with his tongue, lapping and licking at her, sucking her tiny bud between his teeth to nibble on it.  Kathryn yelped in surprise at the electrical jolt his assault sent through her body.  She tried to squirm away from him, but his hands held her firmly.  Then, he moved one hand from where he had held her hips down, his long fingers spreading her moistness reached up to tantalize her clit. He massaged it hard. She lunged forward, grinding her hips into his mouth.

    Kathryn moved against his mouth and fingers, trying to guide his

movements, feeling his tongue inside her slick entry.  Her hands fisted and clutched at the vanity, while she wildly bucked against the fingers on her clit, moaning.  She was close; so very close, but in the end it was a look at her own reflection in the mirror that sent her over the edge.  An explosion ripped through her quite suddenly, and her hand shot out to grip the edge of the vanity, knocking something off.  It went crashing to the floor as she arched and bucked, riding the waves of her climax.

    She lay limp, panting, still shaking from smaller ripples of pleasure. She attempted to push herself up off the vanity, but her arms were like jelly.

    Little did she know, Chakotay thought, grinning mischievously.  He straightened a bit, taking in the sight of her jiggling ass.  Then he spanked her, hard.  The slap stung her ass, the contact exaggerated by the liquid on his fingers.  Kathryn cried out at the unexpected pain.  Quickly he slid his long fingers inside her wet pussy. Her cry melted into a moan as she was suddenly filled.  Two of his fingers slid in and out of her cunt, strumming her G-spot with each thrust.

    Kathryn started thrusting backward, slamming her hips into him to engulf as much as of his finger as possible.  It was almost too much for her to bear, her entire world centering around that thick finger that brought her to the edge and back, never quite granting release.  She jerked when he leaned closer, biting her neck playfully, then she felt his breath caressing her ear.  "What do you want me to do?" he huskily whispered, twisting his finger inside her, adding another.

    Kathryn couldn't quite answer, so she whimpered by way of response.

    "I didn't hear an answer," Chakotay said, withdrawing his fingers.

    She growled at the loss.

   "Answer me."

    His brow rose, but she didn't give him much time to respond, instead she gave him a violent shove backwards. He groaned softly as his back smacked against the full-length mirror.

    Kathryn stepped toward him, and ran her hand up his chest, raking her nails over his nipples. Her teeth sank into his shoulder briefly, and then she pulled back. She lifted her eyes to his as she slowly sank to her knees in front of him, then with the barest smile she bent toward him and swirled her tongue across his thigh. When his hands fisted at his sides she looked up, blinking innocently, "What's the matter, Chakotay, is there something you want?"

    He clenched his jaw together tightly and stared at her, eyes challenging. Kathryn for her part simply looked away, returning her attention to the object standing at attention before her. A husky purr bubbled out of her throat as she ran a finger along its length, grinning as it twitched beneath her touch. "Hmmm, excited are we?" She leaned forward without waiting for an answer and swirled her tongue around the tip. "Mmmm... If you wanted to surrender to me, I could get into this."

    She glanced up at him, "What's the matter, Chakotay, Kat got your tongue?" The pun was intentional, and not entirely lost on him, if the flash in his eyes was any indication. But Kathryn just leaned forward and playfully nipped at his balls. She continued trailing a finger up and down his length, her nail raking against it. Then she grew a little bolder and followed its path with her tongue. "So what's it going to be Chakotay?"

    She suckled the tip of his engorged penis into her mouth before quickly pulling away again, "Wanna play?"

    At that point his hand snaked into her hair and he pulled her head back, he thrust forward ever so slightly and rubbed the tip of his member across her lips. "I'm game, are you?"

    Kathryn placed her hand in the center of his stomach and pushed him firmly against the wall. She then curled the fingers of her free hand against his protruding member and slowly parted her lips. She took him in a little at a time, swirling her tongue about his length. Her teeth grazed against him as she pulled back momentarily before pushing forward again, taking more of him in this time.  Her hand slid up and down his length, holding him firmly in place.

    Chakotay let out a deep groan as she opened her throat and took him in completely, her tongue teasing his balls. His fingers tightened in her hair, guiding her head as she sucked at him.

    Kathryn controlled her gag reflex and let begin to slide him down her throat again. She kept her head sliding slowly down the shaft.  She then pulled her mouth all the way back till it was just around the head again.  This elicited a prolonged groan and a jerk of his hips from Chakotay.  Determined to make him pay, she kept going, taking the head of his cock back in her mouth again. She just pressed the purple tip of his cock against her cheeks and played with it with her tongue before she began to deep throat him again.  Pretty soon she was swallowing him with ease, going all the way down until her nose was buried his pubic hair, then traveling upwards again.

    After a few minutes she could feel his cock trembling in her throat.  She knew what this might signal, so she pulled her mouth completely off his member.  She grinned up at him, "Your turn, Chakotay.  Do your worst!"

    His cock twitched at the loss, and it took a moment for him to regain some of his control. When it returned he stared down at her, mind already churning at what he could do next. Then his lips curved upward, "Yes, ma'am." He took a step forward, reaching for her at the same moment, and heaved her upward onto her feet.  She had only a few seconds to protest before he flung her over his shoulder, then for good measure his hand connected with her ass with a loud *smack*.

    Her body jerked at the unexpected slap, but it sent a thrill shooting through her body. "Bastard," she purred, and slid her hands down his back to cup his ass as he carried her out of the bathroom.

    When he reached the bedroom he unceremoniously deposited her onto the bed with a loud, "Oomph!" She frowned up at him, but scooted backwards onto the bed and propped herself up on her elbows.  Then she drew her knees up and parted them slightly, "Had enough yet?" She batted her eye lashes and gave him her sultriest smile.

    Chakotay for his part slowly climbed onto the bed, he slid his hands along her thighs and pushed her legs apart. Then he pushed her legs up and over his shoulders, while curling his arms around her thighs so that he could splay his hands across her belly. He bent his head forward and sank his teeth into the soft skin just above her pubic hair. "I haven't," he smoothed the spot with his tongue, "Have you?"

    She bucked against him, "Never."

    "Good," he lowered his head and blew a steady stream of air across her slick opening. His tongue slid out to trace the lips of her opening, barely pressing inward. "Suddenly I get the feeling we've done this before, don't you?" His lips moved against her folds, his tongue just barely brushing her clit as he spoke.

    "Hmmm," she sighed, "Perhaps, why don't you refresh my memory."

    "I could," he dropped her legs and crawled up her body, "or not." He bent his head over her breast and nipped at it, then swirled his tongue around one taut nipple. He thrust his hips forward ever so lightly and the tip of his member brushed against her swollen folds. When she gasped he smiled, "What do you say Kathryn, wanna fuck?"

    Kathryn lifted her head and bit down on his lower lip, "Surrender and I'll let you do whatever you want to."

    He winked, it was the only warning she got before he flipped her over onto her stomach, "You already are." He slid an arm around her waist so that his hand splayed across her belly, holding her firmly against him, while his other hand dipped between her legs to smooth her wetness over her behind, slicking it over her other opening.

    He nipped lightly at her shoulder as he then curled his fingers around his engorged member and slowly pressed into her. She hissed at him, and stiffened momentarily, then relaxed and pushed back against him, a purr building in her throat.  Chakotay smiled slightly, and withdraw momentarily only to sink deeper into her with his next slow thrust.

    She threw her head back against his shoulder and let out a loud groan, her fingers curled into the bedding as he moved within her. Then he slid his hand from his cock over her thigh and parted her folds to thrust two thick fingers within her. She cried out at the action and pushed back roughly against him.

    Chakotay responded by trailing a series of kisses along her spine, his tongue lapping at her skin as though it were candy. He pushed into her as far as her body would allow, then ground his hips in a rotation against her, earning several deep groans, while at the same moment his fingers began to thrust within her.

    Kathryn relaxed as he screwed her, the motions becoming easier as her

ass grew slick, welcoming him.  Now his own moans rivaled those of Kathryn, who threw her butt backward onto his dick, inviting him to fuck her as hard as he wanted to.

    He hammered into her, spurred on by the sight of her immaculate ass speared by his cock.  His hands momentarily left her pussy to seek her hips again and clasp her to him as he fucked her butt.

    Kathryn could feel herself rising rapidly towards another climax, and clenched the muscles in her ass to bring him with her. He responded immediately, groaning and spanking her as his cock hardened inside her.  He could feel the shudders of orgasm begin, deep in his toes.  Quickly the creeping wave flamed up the backs of his legs as she rippled around him. He exploded, slamming into her as he shook with his climax.

    She cried out as she came too, clenching and releasing around his spurting cock.  The orgasm whipped through her, a trail of fire from her ass up into her spine, and she bucked against his dick.  Their convulsions slowed gradually to nothing more than trembles. Kathryn lay limp on the bed, the sheen of sweat on her limbs starting to evaporate.  Chakotay slid from her ass, which was bright pink and looked like it had been satisfactorily fucked.  He hoped so.

   After several moments Kathryn finally moved, but groaned with the action, "We'll call it a draw this time... deal?"

   Chakotay nodded, and grunted, "Deal."

The End