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SUMMARY: The effects of an alien encounter brings out hidden feelings in Janeway and Chakotay. A Coda episode addition.

What Lies Beneath

CAPTAIN'S LOG, Stardate 50518.6. The doctor's pronounced me fit, but I have a feeling it will take a while to work through the emotional issues from the experience.

Commander Chakotay sat stiffly on his bed; head bent back against the headboard and eyes shut. The sheets were crumpled and sweaty and he held a mug of herbal tea in his shaking hands. He winced as it happened again.

A muted scream sounded from the other side of his bulkhead. Behind his closed lids he could see her in his mind, tossing, turning, and arms flinging about helplessly, crying in terror into the night.

"Computer, what time is it," he whispered.

"The time is 03:14 hours."

Right on schedule. Tonight he'd even woken up by himself and replicated the tea that he knew he'd want. After the first night without it, this tea had become his solace during these nightly episodes, something to cling onto to keep him from overstepping the boundaries. The parameters.

Another scream. Chakotay wiped his face with his hand. He wasn't going to be able to go through this every night for much longer, that much he knew. And spirits, what hell could she be going through each night that wouldn't eventually break her? Every morning on the bridge he saw one more sign that she was coming to the end of her rope. His mother had tried to teach him patience when he felt frustrated and out of control in his youth. "When you get to the end of your rope, just tie a knot in it and hang on," she would advise. He doubted that Kathryn could do much more than tie her hair back these days. He took a sip of tea.

Who was he trying to kid? He was a wreck, too. He had gone through his own torture, but he admitted that he could have slowly recovered if it wasn't for those screams next door. Holding her dead body in his arms had brought every suppressed feeling he had for this woman to the surface, boiling and churning much more intensely than he had even allowed himself to think. The arrival of Tuvok and the doctor had saved him as well as Kathryn, even if they didn't know it.

"What a lousy way to finally realise that you're in love with someone," he murmured, shaking his head and taking another sip of tea. The sound of his own voice kept him here in the present, away from feeling the full extent of the horror that had been. If he didn't speak out loud he'd slip back into it and be consumed again.

Another scream, this time followed by the sobs he had been waiting to hear. She would cry now for a while and then it would slowly taper off. She'd sleep until the computer woke her for a new day and drag herself to the bridge where she would fulfil her duty if it killed her.

He was very much afraid that it might come to that, and then his life would be over, too. He put the empty mug on his night table and slid back down between the sheets. He closed his eyes and dreamed that the traumatized woman next door was wrapped in his arms where she belonged.

"She's got to get her mind on something else."

"Something else, Doctor? What did you have in mind?"

"Well, you two men are her closest friends - surely you could figure that out between you."

Chakotay and Tuvok looked at one another. Tuvok finally turned to the EMH.

"Doctor, I believe that we are, indeed, Captain Janeway's closest friends on board Voyager. If nothing else the fact that we came here to discuss this with you should prove that. It is, however, extremely inappropriate for either of us to essentially pry into our Captain's private life. If she came to us voluntarily, that would be another story."

"Inappropriate, gentlemen? Inappropriate?? And when our captain's mind can't stand it anymore and finally retreats completely, will you feel it appropriate to assume command of this vessel?"

There was a pained silence. Chakotay finally spoke up. "What do you want done, Doctor? You're the CMO, just tell me what she needs and I'll do it."

"I want her to come out of her room for a reason other than to sit on the bridge looking like death."

Kes spoke up gently. "Commander Chakotay, your relationship with the captain spills over to the social aspects of life, can't you take her out for a meal or a velocity game? I mean, you did that before the incident, didn't you?"

Of course he had. He'd been both her official and non-official escort since they'd been in the Delta Quadrant. He'd always enjoyed her company and had never dreaded spending off-duty time with her. Of course, that was before she died in his arms - when they were still just friends. He gave himself a mental shake, that hadn't changed for Kathryn. And, she needed a friend.

"Of course, I'll do my very best. Perhaps she'll even consider seeking out her spirit guide again."

"Thank you, Commander," nodded the EMH. "And, I've noticed that you've fallen into the casual role of ship's counsellor so I don't want you to be afraid of using your natural skills. I'm sure she could use an ear to bend."

He turned to look at Tuvok. "And speaking of ears.. Commander Tuvok, would you consider teaching the captain more skills related to the disciplines of the mind? You could even use your judgment in regards to a mind meld to help start the healing process, if she were so inclined."

Tuvok's eyebrow rose as Chakotay flashed a look at the EMH before turning back to the Vulcan. "Only if you feel comfortable, Tuvok. I know you've melded with the captain before and her hallucination did include a mind meld between you and Kes, but I don't want you to do anything that might hurt yourself."

"Thank you, sir. However, I will consider suggesting it to the captain if I believe it would be beneficial to her."

The doctor snorted while Kes hid a smile. "Wonderful. Well, if you two are through playing the Starfleet diplomatic game, there's a woman out there who needs all of us. And it's time you two started doing your share of the job. Now, get out of my sickbay."

Chakotay finally sat up in disgust and flung the blankets away. He went to the bathroom and splashed his face with cold water. He followed that with a glass of cold water from the replicator.

"Computer, what time is it?"

"The time is 02:51 hours."

He hesitated for a moment and then flung the empty glass into the recycling unit. He was back in his bedroom reaching for a pair of pants before he even knew that he was leaving his quarters. He grabbed a shirt, slipped his feet into some soft moccasins, and was in the corridor before 03:00. There he buttoned his shirt, ran fingers through his hair, and then walked quickly away from the executive quarters. He loved that woman and another night of her screams would send him in there where he wasn't welcome.

The messhall supplied him with spiced Vulcan tea and he poured it into a thermal cup with a lid. He couldn't sit still until he knew it was safe to return to his quarters, so he decided to do something he used to do on a regular basis. He'd tour the ship in the middle of the night.

There were fifteen decks on Voyager and, depending on his time allotment, he had mapped out routes that could take from half an hour to as long as four hours. Those longer ones were the ones he used when the two crews had first become one over two years ago. Back then he needed to get the feel of Voyager and her workings and what had started out as a tactical mission had developed into a pleasure. Those nightly tours had broadened his knowledge of Voyager but, much more importantly, he soon knew all the members of gamma crew and they him. He had never regretted that.

He decided on a two-hour tour. That should do it; he'd get home around 05:00 and have an hour to doze before getting ready for duty. He took a swig of tea, swore as he burnt his tongue, and then marched out into the corridor to find the lift.

Chakotay loved the night. Whenever shore leave was arranged on a planet, he always tried to ensure that some of his time was spent off ship during the planet's night. The coolness of it, together with the beauty of the stars, always made him feel free and close to his ancestors. He had no idea why that would be, but he had long ago decided just to go with the feeling and enjoy it.

Of course, night on Voyager was only simulated by dim lighting together with the natural quiet of fewer people in common areas, but he still loved it.

He had finished half of his tour and was mentally weighing the possibilities of going back to his quarters. It was past 04:00 and, if past experience was repeated, it should be safe. He tossed it back and forth for a couple of minutes and compromised; he'd go take a look at Engineering and then go back to bed. Nights of fractured sleep were taking a toll on him and he needed sleep.

The doors to the upper level of Engineering slid open and he walked in, just in time to see the woman leaning on the railing turn in surprise.

"Kathryn! What are you doing up?"

She was now facing him and leaning her elbows on the balcony's railing. "I couldn't sleep, what's your excuse?"

"Same. I decided to do one of my old walkabouts; this was my last stop."

"Mine, too. So then, you're on the way home now? Would you like some company?"

"If it's yours, always." Chakotay came to the railing and looked down at the hushed activity in Engineering. He turned back to her. "C'mon, let's go home."

They walked slowly, apparently in no rush to get anywhere. They even passed the first lift they came across and turned down another corridor. Finally, Chakotay looked down at her.

"How come I find you wandering the ship in the middle of the night, Kathryn? You worked 16 hours today by my calculation, and you need your sleep."

"I could say the same about you, Chakotay. What's your excuse?"

"Just so you know, it didn't escape me that you avoided my question. I hate thinking that you believe you can always pull a fast one like that and get away with it. It's after 04:00 and I'm letting my natural born courtesy down long enough to say, HAH! Just so you know."

She almost smiled. "It always seemed to work."

"Captain, it never worked, take my word for it."

This time she did smile. "Okay, Commander. You've shattered one of my favourite illusions, but I'll forgive you. Just leave your rank bar on my desk in the morning."

"You could have it now if I was wearing my uniform. As it is, when we get to my quarters you either come in and demand it back or no deal. Hell, I'll even serve you coffee. Decaf."

Was that a chuckle? "It's tempting, it's very tempting!"

"What, demoting me or coming home with me? For coffee, of course."

"Of course."

They took a few steps and found a lift. It opened and they entered. Why was it that people rarely looked at one another in lifts? Chakotay turned to face her.

"I was wondering, Kathryn, do you have any plans for tomorrow night?"

Her eyes went blank as she mentally checked her schedule. "Just reports as far as I can remember."

"There will always be reports, Kathryn. Perhaps you'd like to go to the movies; Tom and Harry have finally been able to find the time to set up another old two-dimensional video display for their theatre programme."

She sighed tiredly. "Oh Chakotay, I don't know."

"With me."

The lift doors opened and they stepped out.

"With you?"

"Yes, with me. Why? Does that shock you?"

"No, but . well maybe a little. I'm used to you getting me to do things that I don't plan to do, but you've never used the direct approach before."

He shrugged. "My mistake. Well, what do you say?"

Kathryn stopped and Chakotay had to catch himself and step back to her. She was standing very still and looking at him.

"I think you're trying to handle me, Chakotay. But I'll be all right; just give me a day or two more, okay."

"Kathryn, please believe me when I say this, and take it in the manner it's given and the time of night it is, but if I were ever to handle you it wouldn't be in a professional capacity and you wouldn't have to wonder if it was happening. Now, would you like to go to the movies with me tomorrow night, or not?"

The tips of her ears pinked. "Do you know what's playing?"

"No, but if Paris has had anything to do with it I'm sure it'll be terrible."

He heard her laughter for the first time in two weeks and his heart warmed. Then her eyes looked past his shoulder as if embarrassed.

"Is this like a date or something, Chakotay?"

"It's whatever you want it to be, Kathryn, there's no pressure here. I just want your company tomorrow night but without the padds, reports, and duty rosters. I think we could both use a break."

Her tired eyes looked into his, finally. "Sure, why not? I'd love to go to the movies with you, Chakotay. Thanks."

"My pleasure, Kathryn; I'll pick you up at 19:30 hours." He smiled and motioned with his head. "And look, just in the nick of time."

They were at the doors to his quarters. He punched in his code but, instead of going in, he leaned against the doorjamb. She raised her eyebrow in question.

"I'll watch you get home safe, if you don't mind, Kathryn." He suddenly pushed himself erect and took her hand. "As a matter of fact, I'll see the lady home. It's only polite."

They walked up to her quarters and he watched as she entered. Just as the doors were sliding shut, she turned around to look up at him. The doors were shut for five seconds before either one of them moved away.

Chakotay rang Kathryn's chime at precisely 19:30 hours and expected a long delay before her doors slid open. He shrugged the tension from his shoulders and straightened up. Spirits, he was actually nervous. He'd spent more time on how he looked and what he wore than he could ever remember doing in his entire life. And for what? Spending time with his friend and captain in a darkened movie theatre? Maybe it was time to let Tuvok delve into his own mind just to double check that there was still one there.

The doors slid open.

It was obvious that she had also spent considerable time in her dress and appearance. The dark lines around her eyes notwithstanding, she was simply the picture of beauty to the man standing before her.

She finally gestured to the interior of her quarters. "Would you like to come in, Chakotay?"

The spell was broken. "Yes, of course," he said and the doors slid shut behind him. She led him to the couch and they sat. A bottle of wine sat on her coffee table together with two glasses. She pointed to it.

"I thought maybe you'd like a drink before we go. What time does the movie start?"

It would start when they arrived - Chakotay had impressed that one fact on Tom in the lift after their shift. Surprisingly, the helmsman had made no smart remarks or suggestive facial displays. He had just nodded and said, "Anything for the captain, sir. We'll wait all night for you, if necessary."

"We have time. Would you like me to pour?"

It was a good thing, Chakotay considered, that they had both been extensively trained in diplomatic chitchat. He knew that tonight was taking an enormous effort on the part of the captain and, goodness knows, he was a little strained himself. For some odd reason, as they sat close to each other on the couch, drinking their wine and talking about little things around Voyager, they always seemed to touch. A reach for a glass, a hand movement, even a shift in seating seemed to bring them together for a brief moment and ended with them jerking apart. He finally gave up.

"Would you like to dance, Kathryn?"

She looked startled, but she knew damned well why he asked. "Sure," she whispered and they both stood up. She requested a new programme and soft, slow music began to fill the room as they came together in perfect dance class formation.

It only took a minute before they both grinned at each other for their awkwardness, and Chakotay gently pulled her a little closer. She came to him easily and found herself loosely wrapping her left arm around his neck. The stiffness in their movements began to fade and they finally started to move together in rhythm. It felt good, they hadn't danced together for months and that had been at an official function where strict protocols were being followed. But this was not Captain/Commander dancing, it was Kathryn/Chakotay dancing, and it had been too long in returning.

Kathryn slowly let her head fall and settle onto Chakotay's chest, listening for his heartbeat. It quickened and she felt his fingers on his right hand slowly began to walk up her spine, softly feeling every vertebra. Now her own heart was beating faster. She turned her head up and her breath tickled Chakotay's neck. His strumming fingers froze for a moment and then continued, but this time they began to travel lower. By the time they reached the small of her back she couldn't hold back the instinct to press her hips into him. He spread his fingers wide over her hip to keep her there and slowly, very slowly, slid his hand over to cup her bottom. They stopped dancing and slowly drew back from one another, each pair of eyes searching for the other's. There was only one thing to do.

"Are you ready to go, now?" he asked hoarsely.

"Yes," she said, catching her breath. "Let me just get my sweater."

They left.

Chakotay gently guided Kathryn to the last row of seats. It wasn't a large theatre by any means but he could keep his eye on the whole room from that position and the tactician in him liked that. They sat down and Kathryn held the bucket of popcorn so that they could both easily dip into it. Before they had even reached the holodeck they had both deliberately deleted their dance from memory and now sat munching in companionable silence. Neither noticed that no one else chose to sit within five rows of them.

"So, Chakotay, have you talked with Tom? Did he say anything about this movie?"

"No I didn't, but I don't think he was spilling the beans to anyone, anyway. I overheard him in the messhall teasing Neelix and Tuvok about it. Of course, Neelix got right into it with him but I don't think Tuvok was ever really in the conversation. I only overheard 'illogical' and 'inefficient use of time' once while I was there."

To his immense satisfaction she chuckled and then reached for more popcorn. Arm over arm he was going to pull that invisible rope that tied her to her terror and bring her back to him . to all of them.

The lights began to dim and he settled back to get comfortable, laying his arm along the back of her seat. It hit her in an awkward place and she adjusted her position to allow her neck to snuggle into it. The music came up and the show began.

It really wasn't a bad movie. It was based on a premise of the predatory nature of Earth's sharks, but it was gripping and funny and both the captain and commander allowed themselves to become part of the show. At one point they both jumped in fright (Chakotay quickly amended that to surprise) and he instinctively pulled Kathryn closer against him. She never moved back, her eyes glued to the screen. It only took a few minutes for the fragrance of her hair to penetrate his senses and he laid his cheek against it. Again, that made her neck a little uncomfortable and she adjusted her head so that it nestled back against his shoulder.

Chakotay would swear to his dying day that he didn't even know he was doing it. His brain and eyes were adventuring on Earth's Atlantic Ocean but his nose was nuzzling Kathryn's hair and his open mouth was softly breathing along her hairline. An accidental touch of his lips to her soft skin and then another. She turned to look up at him in surprise and her lips slid under his - still open and breathing - and his tongue slid along her lips. He pulled away gradually and their eyes met. She sat frozen, not drawing away from him, and his eyes darkened at the sight of her mouth, still moist and open from his caress. He slowly turned in his seat while his arm gathered her closer and this time his kiss was intentional.

Chakotay had fantasized about kissing Kathryn for three years. He had imagined what she might taste like, how she would respond to him and how maybe she would even take the initiative and explore him. He wanted to know the feel of her breasts crushed against him, her hips as he slid his hands over them on the way to her belly. To know how she'd react as he slowly undressed her, knowing that he was going to make love to her. To strain to keep his eyes open and on her face as he brought her to her orgasm and then letting her take him along with her on that wave of passion that she could initiate in him just by walking into a room.

He couldn't deny it any more, he wanted it all. But this kiss, the first - and unbelievably in a public place - was soft and tender in his reassurance to her that she would always be safe in his arms. He ran his hand up her arm and over her shoulder until he could stroke her cheek with the back of his fingers. He felt her tiny gasp when they slipped over and traced in and around her ear. An oddly detached part of his brain noted her reaction and was pleased - he'd sat on the bridge and turned to see that ear a million times, often with the desire to lean over and slide his tongue in it.

Her head rolled away from his and he gently pulled it back to force her to look at him. It took a second; for a moment it seemed that she couldn't do it, but then a part of the captain in her surfaced and she brought her eyes to his. They both struggled to keep their shallow breaths silent from the rest of the audience.

"Chakotay.." she whispered.

He dropped his mouth down to her ears so no one could intrude on their privacy. "It's okay, Kathryn, I know. I'd - I would never force any part of myself on you, I don't know what came over me. I promise it won't happen again. I'm sorry."

He ran a gentle finger along her jawline and then slowly sat up. He brought his arm back from around her shoulders and they both turned back to the screen. It seemed that the shark was causing about as much heart thumping havoc on the screen as they were suffering with in the darkened theatre somewhere in the Delta Quadrant. Chakotay spent the rest of the movie trying to chew popcorn in between deep breaths and secretly cheering for the shark. In the end it seemed to have about as much luck as he did.

"So, you two, what did you think?"

As the line of spectators filed out of the theatre Tom had pulled them aside, ostensibly to ask their opinion of the programme. In reality he, Harry, and B'Elanna had been worried sick about their captain and wanted to get the feel of her first outing since 'the incident'. But one look at Chakotay's face told them that it would be a short interview.

"Actually, Tom, without a doubt that has been the best one yet. I'm impressed."

"Thanks, Chakotay. What did you think, Captain?"

"It was excellent, Tom. You all did a great job - we really enjoyed ourselves. Good night, everyone."

"Good night, Captain. Commander."

Harry voiced their thoughts when they were out of earshot. "Well, she seemed pretty good, don't you think? And she did say that they really enjoyed themselves." He grinned as he imagined the command team in the dark theatre.

"Yeah," replied Tom. "But did you notice how she didn't look at him even once?"

"I noticed, Tom, but she'll have to look at him eventually. And, 'We really enjoyed ourselves,'" quoted Harry. He looked at the other two, eyes twinkling.

"Forget it, Harry. It's absolutely none of our business and you, Tom, just get that look out of your eye."

"She really should have looked at him, B'Elanna. He's been holding her up for two weeks now and it's painfully obvious how he feels about her. She really should have." Tom was grinning, too.

They all agreed on that interesting point and Tom ordered the computer to end the programme. They filed the theatre programme and shut down the holodeck for the night.

Kathryn and Chakotay walked slowly and silently. An unspoken agreement seemed to have been struck and they were taking the long way home through the dim corridors. The captain seemed disinclined to talk and the commander could only think of how he'd had her in his arms twice over the evening but now couldn't reach over and hold her hand. And he was pretty sure that bringing that up as a topic of conversation wouldn't break the ice. It would melt it down to a smoking hell's brew and he was in no mood to spend time in the brig. Neelix's food was terrible enough straight from his galley; brig leftovers weren't even fit for fusion fodder. He made a face just thinking of it.

"Is something wrong, Chakotay?" She had looked up at him for the first time since the theatre and caught his expression.

He mentally sighed and then looked down at her and lied. "No, just thinking about tomorrow's menu. It was almost impossible to bring myself around to sign off on it, but then I looked at the alternatives. I still can't believe he was able to make them worse." He paused. "What's wrong, Kathryn?"

She was turning a charming shade of pink and was biting her bottom lip. She looked extremely uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" he repeated.

At first she said nothing and then she hesitantly brought her hand up to point at his face. "I'm so sorry, Chakotay, I really am."

He turned away and stared down the corridor. "It wasn't your fault, Kathryn. I take full responsibility and you have my word that it won't happen again. I should be the one apologising and I am. I'm sorry."

"No, it's not that," she said pointing again to his face. "Chakotay, you have a lipstick smear from your cheek to your mouth. Oh hell.."

He scrubbed at his face, trying to follow her finger, until she finally said, "Bend down, let me do it."

Ignoring his quick intake of breath as she licked her fingers, Kathryn started to wipe off the treacherous red marks. They came off fairly quickly but, as he continued to keep his eyes shut, her determined scouring changed to soft strokes. His eyes flew open and she yanked her hand back.

"Oh gawd, Chakotay! I don't know what got into me - I'm so sorry."

Chakotay swung around, giving her his back and breathed heavily for a few moments. Then he swung back, his eyes glittering with emotion. He opened his mouth to say something, then shut it sharply and brought his fists up to his temple.

"Damn it, Kathryn, this has to stop. I'm sick of feeling like this and I just can't handle it right now. I know you're still in shock and not yourself but please, if you have any regard for me at all, give me a break. I'm doing the best I can."

His heart broke a little as her silence stretched out. And then,

"Would you like to go and get some coffee?"

His eyes glazed for a moment. "What?"

"Coffee. Would you like to go and get some coffee?"

"Sure, coffee. Right. Okay, where would you prefer to go, Kathryn, the messhall or my quarters?"

He found himself intrigued by her standards for blushing and was quite sure that the appealing colour spreading over her face was due to thoughts of being alone with him in his quarters. She looked away from him and they started walking again.

"Can we compromise, Chakotay? I don't mind grabbing the coffee in the mess, but there's another place on board that I thought would be a nice place to enjoy it in."

"Lead the way, Kathryn, I'll follow you anywhere."

He watched her from the corner of his eyes and was rewarded with another tiny flush of pink.

Kathryn, this place is amazing - where the hell are we?"

She laughed. "I call it Katie's Hideaway. It's Voyager's version of my old oak tree and, no matter how hard you look, you won't find it on the map. And yes, that's quite deliberate."

It was a tiny area, not really even a room. But there was an extremely cushy - couch? - right up against the viewport that allowed the stars' illumination to fill the room as it reflected from the mirrored wall opposite. There was a table surface in each corner on which to place cups or books or candles. There was relatively little floor space, you actually had to bend down to enter and crawl along the - mattress? - until you could swing your legs under the table tops or in the short space between them, if that was your choice.

Apparently Kathryn didn't want to do that tonight. She pulled some loose pillows into the corner with her and got comfortable, tucking her legs under her. Chakotay found it a little more challenging because of his size, but once in with the hatch shut, he grabbed a couple of pillows for himself and piled them in the other corner. He estimated that, if he were to lie flat on his back with his legs straight, there would probably only be a foot of extra space in this room. If that.

"All right, Kathryn, how have you been getting away with this for so long? I've never noticed you missing for any length of time."

"Strategic planning, Commander, together with a programmed response from both the communication system and the computer if anyone enquires about my whereabouts. Why don't you give it a try?"

He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out his communicator. "Chakotay to Janeway."

"The captain is currently unavailable. Is this communication rated urgent?"

"Negative." He looked at her and broke the connection. "Well, that's not too bad. I instantly got an image of you in the shower and so will 90% of the men on board this ship, but it works."

"Oh, you did not - quit trying to embarrass me."

"Kathryn, I am not responsible for your embarrassment and yes, I did. If I called you from the bridge and got that response both Paris and Kim would insist that I do it again just to make sure. And, I'd probably oblige them."

He ignored her glare and hailed the computer. "Computer, locate the captain."

There was a tiny beep from Kathryn's corner and then the computer voice answered. "The captain is in corridor 23, Section A9."

"Uh-huh. Pass me my tea, please. Thanks. Computer, locate the captain."

Another tiny beep and another computer response. "The captain is in corridor 23, Section A10."

"Very tricky, Kathryn, presenting a moving target. But what if I happen to be in corridor 23, Section A? And what's that little beep when I make the location request? "

"In that case the computer will recognise your location from your communicator and give an alternate response. And the little beep is me being advised that so-and-so is requesting my location. I can then make up my mind to get back to work and be found, or to read another chapter."

"I don't believe you! How did you arrange this?"

"I studied Voyager's schematics for almost a year, Chakotay. This was my ship, my baby, and I wanted to know her from stem to stern. I found a utility cupboard that had a viewport, and wondered about that for days. Then I contacted the chief engineer, who had become a good friend, and the rest is history."

"The chief engineer collaborated with you with this deception?"

"Voyager is my ship, Chakotay. And besides, what deception? There's still a utility cupboard on the other side of that wall, it just doesn't have a viewport anymore."

"He leaned over and tested the softness of the... "What the hell is this, Kathryn? A backless couch? A bed? What?"

"It's whatever I want it to be. What it is not is a chair in front of a desk, a science console, or that big chair on the bridge. This is Katie's Hideaway and you're the only other person on board Voyager beside myself who even knows about it. And I want it to stay that way, Chakotay."

There was a silence that stretched and she narrowed her eyes. "Commander, you can wipe that look right off your face. I know that being a captain is a 24/7 job, and I have never abused the use of this place or used it to hide from my duties. I have yet to fail to respond to a communication attempt and the one time we had an alert I was in the lift around the corner by the third klaxon sound. I timed it; I was on the bridge faster than if I had been in my quarters. Now, if you have a problem that you feel you have to record in your log, I want to know now."

He looked at her steadily and finally shook his head. "No problems to report, Captain. But I'm glad I finally know about this hideaway."

She wasn't convinced. "And why is that, Commander?"

"Because being the first officer is only a 23/7 job and I could use a place like this."

There was a pause while his reply sank in and then they both burst into laughter at the same time. He continued to smile as he pressed his hand into the bed to test its softness. He had decided that this would be called a bed; it was far too comfortable for a couch.

"Kathryn, you have no worries from either your first officer or your friend and next-door neighbour. All I ask is that you programme the computer to recognise my voice."

She cocked her head. "Why? All you have to hear is Corridor 23; Section A and you'll know where I am. I'm not totally incommunicado."

"It's the principle of the thing, Kathryn. If you trust that computer to know where you are, I want equal billing. And the ability to initiate a communication; I will not be reduced to a beep on your communicator."

She almost laughed at him. "Computer, adjust protocol 23 dot A. Programme the first officer's voice for recognition and the ability to communicate directly with the captain." She looked at him. "Is that good enough, Chakotay. Are you happy now?"

"For now, and about this room, yes. Now, why don't you slide over here and we can enjoy our drinks and watch the stars. After that, maybe I'll take you straight home."

She started to crawl towards him. "Maybe? There will be no maybes about that, Commander."

Chakotay bounced a little on the softness and gathered her towards him. He settled her between his legs, leaning against his chest. "Really, Captain, you sure can take the point out of star gazing. I mean, watching the real ones when we could be making our own. Ouch!"

"I have two elbows, Commander; that was just the first one." She leaned her head back against him while he brought his arm around her, holding her gently.

He sighed dramatically. "Your loss, Captain." They sat and sipped their drinks and, when finished, put their mugs down. Neither made a move to leave.

"Kathryn, I think it's time we talked."

"That sounds dangerous. What did you want to talk about?"

"Oh, life in general. Voyager. Her crew. Her command team. Her captain."

"Chakotay, we'd be here forever. Want to narrow that down a little?"

"Okay." He pulled her a little closer and brought his hand up for a moment to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. His head bent down just a fraction, positioning his mouth by her uncovered ear. "Why don't we start with your nightmares and why, last night, they graduated into you not sleeping at all? Or, if you want, we can start two weeks ago and work up to last night's ship tour."

Kathryn stiffened but made no attempt to get out of his embrace. "I can't."

"Sure you can," he spoke softly in her ear. "You're safe in your hideaway and there's no one here but me. It's my job to never let anything happen to you, Kathryn; you can say anything to me."

"It's not easy, Chakotay. I wouldn't even know where to start."

"Then why don't we start with the nightmares and work back? Would it be easier for you if I told you my version of them first?"

She twisted her head back in an attempt to look at him. "What do you mean, your version?"

She felt his sad smile against her temple. "Well, let's just say it's put herbal tea on a whole new level in my quarters at 03:00. This is how it starts..."

They finally made it home an hour before their duty shifts.

Commander Chakotay entered the Captain's Ready Room and walked quietly to her desk. "Today was the last day, wasn't it, Kathryn?"

Captain Janeway looked up at her first officer and smiled. "Yes, but Tuvok said that I could ask for refreshers any time I want, and I just might do that. Those exercises aren't easy, but they do produce a feeling of clarity and control. And Chakotay, that feels so much better than what I was going through during the two weeks after the incident."

Chakotay's face looked relieved. "The cycle is completely broken? No more murderous Vidiians or doctors? No more phage? You're no longer trapped in a death pod drifting in space or being enticed by entities into the light so that they can feed off you?"

By the time he was finished Kathryn had a broad grin on her face. "Nope, and none of the other scenes play out any more either. The only one that seems to linger in my mind at all is the one where I'm hurt and you're holding me. I don't seem to mind that one very much."

He grinned himself. "Then Kathryn, I'm both happy and proud of you." His hand came around from behind his back and he held out a peace rose to her. He was absolutely delighted when she closed her eyes and brought the bloom to her nose - and blushed. That tinge of pink gave him courage.

"I asked Tuvok to cover the rest of our shift, Kathryn. He seemed very amenable about it; he even said something about sailing on Lake George. I'm game if you are."

She looked up at him, startled. "He said that? He said you should take me sailing on Lake George?"

"Yes, why? We don't have to do it, we can do anything you want."

She stood up and came around her desk. "It does sound like fun. But, how about you, Chakotay? I'm sure you had your own idea before a certain mind melding Lieutenant brought up sailing."

"Kathryn, as long as we spend the time together, I'm pretty easy. If you want Lake George, then sailing it is."

She slid the rose gently down his cheek. "Okay, Lake George is on the table. What's the alternative?"

How did she do it? Chakotay could feel the warmth rising over his cheeks and her satisfied smile confirmed that his blush was showing. Two were playing this game.

Her eyes widened in shock and the rose dropped with her hand as it fell limp at her side. Then she got a funny look on her face and started to circle him slowly. Just past his shoulder and rounding his back, she stopped. "Do you really think I'm a table kind of woman, Chakotay?" she asked in a dangerously low voice.

He slowly began to turn to face her. "I think it's entirely possible, Kathryn; you have an appreciation for boldly going. But what you really are is my kind of woman and, if you want tables, you'll get tables. With gusto."

"I suppose you're even dreaming about bulkheads and shuttles, too."

"In three years I've managed to do a lot of dreaming, Kathryn. Lately though, I can't seem to get a certain little hideaway out of my mind. I'd love to see you bathed in starlight."

Score! Another blush swept over her face. "You're a little presumptuous for someone who's only taken me on one date, Chakotay."

His fingers came up to stroke her cheek. She flinched but didn't pull away. "It may have been only one date, Kathryn, but it's been going on for three years. I know what I want, and I want you."

"We're on duty, Commander."

"No, we're not, Captain. And the champagne is in Katie's Hideaway waiting for us - among other things." He slowly pulled her towards him and bent his head down. "Come with me, Kathryn, and let's see what happens. You call the shots, I just want to spend some time with you. Does that sound fair to you?"

She hit her communicator. "Lieutenant Tuvok, the commander and I will be doing a small inspection of the ship. We'll probably be somewhere near Section A, but no guarantees. Hail us if there's a Red Alert."

"Section A; understood, Captain."

Chakotay was caught up in rapture. Reality rarely outdistanced fantasy, but this time Chakotay felt like he was in paradise. He had actually realised some of his fantasies, which was almost certainly against natural law. They'd poured some champagne and talked softly about how Kathryn was feeling. She hadn't drawn back when he reached over and traced her lips with his finger; on the contrary, her own soft finger had slowly come up to his forehead and traced his tattoo. Other women had done that but Chakotay's skin had never tingled with the electrical shocks he felt when Kathryn softly slid her finger against his skin.

Keeping his eyes on hers, Chakotay had slowly begun to undress her, letting her get used to his touch and his nearness as each layer disappeared. Kathryn breathed deeply, and kept her eyes on his, but he couldn't help but notice her pleasure as he gently touched her. She hesitantly undid his fasteners and their clothes disappeared in unhurried increments.

They were naked to the waist and Chakotay was latched to one of Kathryn's nipples when he slowly slipped his hand under her unfastened pants and down her panties. He slipped a finger along her until he opened her folds and found her slick opening. She was a little jumpy and her hands in his hair grasped his scalp suddenly, but he brought his mouth up to hers and kissed her gently.

"Shhshhhh, Kathryn," he whispered. "Relax into me, I won't ever do anything you don't want me to. Anytime you want me to stop, just tell me."

She didn't and slowly he felt her starting to squirm as his finger sunk a little deeper into her and his thumb reached over to stimulate her clitoris. He felt how tight she was and began to harden. He couldn't resist adding a second finger and Kathryn spread her legs further. His mouth left her breast and travelled down to her belly, but he went no further. His free hand helped loosen her pants a little more but, again, he went no further. He didn't pull them off.

Now he started kissing her belly, licking and biting it as he pushed his fingers in and out of her. He loved that feeling of being in her, his fingers working that tight, moist channel in the way he wanted his stiff penis to do. He was completely hard now, and let himself rock against the bed in rythmm with his fingers. He wasn't afraid of coming, he had excellent control and had waited for this for far too long - he had no intention of climaxing anywhere but inside her. And then she came, her hips arching off the bed and her muscles clenching around his fingers, her cries soft as a kitten's, her hands grasping and digging frantically in his hair. He continued to pump into her and slowly brought her back down to him. When he heard her let out a huge sigh he slowly pulled his fingers out of her. He waited until she was looking at him from under her hooded eyes and then put his fingers in his mouth and pulled them out again between his lips. Her eyes widened and he moved up beside her and rested on one elbow.

"No secrets, Kathryn. No holding back. Nothing verboten unless one of us doesn't like it." He held one of his fingers near her mouth. "Do you want to taste it?" he asked gently.

At first she started to shake her head on the bed, and he smiled and nodded his understanding, but then she slowly opened her mouth. His eyebrow raised to make sure he understood and then he let her suck a finger into her mouth. Their eyes never broke contact. When he slowly pulled his finger out he brought both hands down to her waistband and the last of her clothes were gone. He sat reverently beside her, touching the soft skin all over her body. "You're beautiful, Kathryn, just like I knew you would be."

The second time he watched Kathryn come he was on top of her, in the saddle of her gyrating hips and between her wildly flailing legs, pounding himself into her with the greatest feeling of utter joy he'd ever experienced. He'd always enjoyed sex, that feeling of pumping something of himself into a woman. With few exceptions, it had always been sport, the thrill of the chase and the reward of the fuck when he finally caught her. But this was totally different. This time he loved the woman under him who was frantically crying out his name in her climax more than life itself. The moment he let himself explode into her, joining her in their ecstasy, he was forever lost to her. He knew as he shouted her name that his sporting life was over forever.

They had rested then, drinking a little more champagne and talking softly with one another. After three years of living together on Voyager, they now were eager to know more about each other's hopes and dreams and to compare notes on what had been going on between them for years.

"You're an wonderful lover, Chakotay. I guess you've had, well, a lot of experience, haven't you?" Kathryn asked softly, her eyes cast downward.

"I don't know, I guess it depends on what you mean by 'a lot.' I've been single all my life, Kathryn, and I've never suggested that I lived a celibate life, but I don't ever want you to think I was a rutting pig."

She laughed, but still her eyes looked down. "I don't, but I can tell that you've had much more experience than I have. I was always such an earnest student and serious officer; I'm sorry if I'm not, well.."

He lifted her chin up and looked into her eyes. "Don't ever think that, Kathryn. You're the only woman I've ever truly loved and I can't tell you what a difference it makes. We'll go slowly, I'll teach you things that I like and you can teach me things that you like. All couples have to do this, love, so don't ever think that you don't excite or satisfy me. I didn't scream your name because you were lost, believe me."

"I promise. Chakotay..."

He watched as she started her flush of pink, this time enjoying how it also travelled down her body as well as up over her neck and face.

"What is it, Kathryn?"

She took a deep breath and then swallowed. A small hesitation and finally she spoke. "Chakotay, I want to see you in me. You know," she paused again and then said softly, "Fucking me."

The dimples came out in full force. "Sure, sweet." He rolled over onto his back and pulled her with him until she was straddling him.

"No, not like this, Chakotay. In the mirror, I want to watch us in the mirror."

He bit her shoulder and followed it up with a kiss. "You should have had that chief engineer install one on the ceiling, love. I would have liked that, too."

She laughed as she leaned back and ran her fingers up and down his inner thigh. He was hardening again fast and she abandoned his thighs to bend down and start kissing and stroking his chest. He took a couple of deep breaths and pulled her head up to his. His mouth was open waiting for her and as his tongue joined with hers his hands found her breasts again. He loved her breasts; he could hold them all night. Soft and fitting perfectly into his hand, their nipples turgid with passion and pointing to him, begging for his caress. He brought his mouth down to capture one and Kathryn flung her neck back to thrust it further into his face. She felt his penis throbbing against her cheeks and brought a hand back to stroke him. He jumped and her breast fell away from him.

"Kathryn, are you fairly flexible?"

"Pretty much. I think."

"Okay, Kath, let's do this for you. Turn around, sweet, turn your back to me."

She did as she was told while he slid to the edge of the bed, letting his knees dangle and his feet find purchase on the floor. He stretched up for a second and gave her shoulder blade a quick kiss, then held her hips as she rose on her knees. She held his erection as she lowered onto him, letting out a tiny moan as he filled her completely. At this angle he was pressed more against her G spot and she already felt her heat burning up from her centre. She wiggled a little and reached down to stroke his balls and felt him drive up into her in reaction. She could see her full frontal in the mirror on the wall and his twins sitting proudly between his legs. His thighs were so powerful; she couldn't take her eyes off them. He was right, she could see him in her and she tickled his balls again. She ground down on him, feeling him hard inside of her and felt another drive that tore a cry out of her. He began to thrust in rythmm and she started to grind back against him. This feeling was incredible; she'd never felt so full of a man before in her life. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the pleasure building up within her.

Suddenly he pulled himself up in a sitting position, his sweating chest crushed against her back, and his face over her shoulder. "Open your eyes, Kathryn, this is for you," he husked between breaths. "I want to see your face as you watch us."

Kathryn obeyed and then felt his arms slide under her knees. He brought them up and then pulled them apart, stretched high and away from her body. She'd never been so openly exposed before and she watched as he bit her neck at the sight of her like this. Now their coupling was there for them both to watch, in a soft bed of brown and black curls they saw him slide out a little and then plunge right back into her again. She was impaled on his thick shaft with her hands on her breasts and every feeling she experienced was amplified tenfold as she saw it happen. Her mind was in a daze; he's fucking me he's really fucking me, running through it as she pushed down harder against him. His face was a study, sweat running down it and dark glittering eyes riveted in the mirror at their joining. With each thrust she felt his noise in her ear; what was it, part grunt, part exhalation but, whatever it was, it was calling to her and she was making its mating sound with each crush of her cheeks back down against him. He was getting close, his arms started to pull her thighs out even further and she was right there with him. The thought slipped fleetingly through her head that he hadn't had to use his hand once to heighten her pleasure, this position and the mirror had given her more than she needed.

It was becoming too much, she was riding on such a raging ball of fire that she could hardly bear it, gods she had never never felt this powerful an urge before. Her hands dove into her hair and her legs straightened out, straining to get free and her feet curled as she bounced uncontrollably against Chakotay's thrusts, the feeling coming up and through her so strongly that finally it burst through her like in inferno. She screamed like she'd never screamed before and his bellowing roar in her ear shocked her enough that her last tiny vestige of control vanished and she came with a such a flood of juices that it rolled down and off his legs, soaking the bed and dripping to the floor. That had never happened before in her life.

His arms still held her thighs open wide and they rode out the waves of their passion together, twitching and shaking until they calmed down to shared trembling. Slowly Chakotay fell back on the bed totally depleted, releasing her legs and flinging his arms out in utter exhaustion. His chest still rose and fell in deep breaths and Kathryn rolled off him to lie by his side. Her legs had been pulled so far apart that she almost felt like she'd been ripped in two, but nothing could erase the euphoria that tingled throughout her entire body. Slowly they turned their heads to look at one another, their half-closed, dilated eyes each searching out their lover's.

"Kathryn.." He whispered.

"Yes, Chakotay?" she murmured back.

"If you ever want to watch me fuck you again, just ask. I'll be here so fast B'Elanna will think we've slipped into Warp 9 by mistake."

"You've got a deal, but you'll be eating my dust getting here."

He laughed softly and brought his hand over to stroke her face. "I love you, Kathryn Janeway. I swear it started the moment you beamed me onto your bridge and I thank the spirits that you've finally come to me."

She turned her face so that she could kiss his palm. "I've never felt anything like that before in my entire life, Chakotay. All I could think of was that the man I loved, the man who completed me, was actually one with me. You usually think that, but seeing it, well, I'll never be able to look at you again without seeing us together. I'm very much afraid that you're stuck with me forever now."

"I'll bear that burden bravely, Kathryn." He rolled over and kissed her gently. "And talk about being 'stuck', that was some kind of ending, Kathryn."

She blushed and his grin spread across his face. "I've never done that before, Chakotay, I never have. I don't know what happened; it's .. it's kind of embarrassing."

"Spirits, you think it was embarrassing? That was the greatest compliment I've ever had, Kathryn! And, don't you worry about the mess, I'm a very tidy guy."

"What do you mean?"

He leaned down and lightly kissed her mouth. Then he slithered down and sucked her nipples in turn. Another slither lower and his tongue was in her sweaty bellybutton; she began to squirm. Lower yet and he was kneeling on the floor, looking up at her devilishly, his mouth and nose nestled in her sticky, wet curls. "Just call me Drambuie, Kathryn," he smiled as he lowered his mouth and slowly draped her legs over his shoulders.

She thought as she moaned helplessly under his ministrations that that was the perfect name for him. He truly was an exceptional liquor.

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Categories > Anime/Manga > Naruto > Pile Of Lemons

TenTen’s Great Morning

by NaruHinaSakuFan1 0 Reviews

Category: Naruto - Rating: G - Genres: Drama,Erotica,Humor - Characters: Naruto,Tenten - Warnings: [X] - Published: 2012/12/01 - Updated: 2012/12/01 - 4585 words

TenTen’s great morning

Wow so many people have read this story so far. I'm so glad that you reader's really like my lemon's. so enjoy the latest 2 chapters to the story. I still have my senior project to do and it's a pain, but I will try and write the other chapters as soon as I can. so review or give me some suggestion's of you would like in the story. for example: Naruto get's Sakura at the hospital, and have's sex in the closet. like that, not just who Naruto should do, but how as well.

_-_-_-_-_The next day_-_-_-_-__

It was a good morning for Naruto as he was still behind the bubble butted brunette in the sound, and theft, proof basement. Naruto was currently half asleep reminiscing (like a woman!) over the last few days of his life. He still couldn't believe that he had fucked and/or made love to three of the hottest women in the entire leaf village. He really should make it up to Sakura, He had treated her like a common whore, he was under the impression that girls wanted their first time to be special, but they had just fucked like the horny teenagers they were like it was nothing special. He really didn't know what came over him. But he promised himself he would do something nice for her. Maybe find out her fetish and use that for her? That aside he started to think about all three again.

His thoughts got stuck on his last, and current playmate however. Naruto couldn't stop having dirty thoughts about Ten-ten. She just looked so... fuckable, laying there. Just looking at her made him want to fuck her again. Naruto looked at the clock on the side of him, it was 6:47 in the morning he admitted that waking up to sexual pleasure was one hell of a way to wake up but she had only been asleep for almost seven hours. Being woken up by anything before a full eight hours of sleep would just result in a cranky lover. But Naruto became aware of the plague to every man in the morning, morning wood, so he compromised by gently moving his hips. Pumping his length in and out of her thighs, which he was still sandwiched between, and just stared off into space, thinking about how he would 'train' with his lavender eyed beauty later.

So... I can't help but noticing your not tapping Dat Ass... whats stopping ya kid? Kyuubi's voice cut into his fantasies.

"Well, a few seconds ago, I decided to let her sleep for another hour or two. No one like being woken up early after all. So this is all i'm gonna do until later.' The blonde explained. Talking about his still slowly pumping hips.

"Ahhh, fair enough. So i've been meaning to talk to you".

"What about? Is it about the whole "sewer mindscape" thing? Cuz on a count of our recent relationship improvements I would gladly change that for you."

Kyuubi blinked and glanced down. Thanks to Jiraiya's last re-enforcement to the seal (the one that made Kyuubi finally give up hope of escaping and simply start being cordial with his host) he was stuck in place by dozens of chains. Which was bad enough but thanks to the fact that the pseudo-water that he was forced to sit is was getting slightly murky from all the blasts of semen that were released when Naruto climaxed, thus making the demon climax as well, it was even worse.

Kyuubi also noted that thanks to Naruto's actions right now his legendary 'Tenth Tail' was standing at full salute.

"If you could change it that would be great. To be honest I didn't want to ask for anything to early in case you were suspicious of me or anything".

"Fox, you've been trapped in a cage for over sixteen years. Anyone would break down after that. Just gimme a second and i'll have you out of that cage and free. To an extent, of coarse"

Kyuubi only had to wait a few seconds before the cage and chains melted away and were replaced by a lush green forest. Various animals could be seen scurrying around.

"Uhhh kid? Not that I don't appreciate this or anything but i'm more of a fire demon then I am a demon fox. So I would prefer something like say... what you think hell would look like.
'Oops, sorry 'bout that. I'll fix that in a- WAIT! Just gimme a few minutes, I haven't demolished anything in years".

"Sure Kyuubi. Knock yourself out."

And for the next few minutes Naruto could hear the sounds of tree's being demolished and small furry creatures being squashed under huge feet as the forest burned to the ground. He had taken to humming Beethoven's ode to joy as he listened to the destruction. It was strangely fitting.

"Alright kid, all done. And thanks. I needed that.

Giving a quick "no problem" Naruto got to work on creating the perfect fire demon paradise. Making sure to add a few giant spiked here and there, some screams of the dying as they were tortured , a lava river that branched out into small lakes, most of which big enough to comfortably seat three adult people, and last but not least a big, five bedroom two bath, house.
Kyuubi looked around and hmmm'd in approval as he saw the new changes. Blinking slightly is confusion he decide to voice it to Naruto.

"Why am I slightly bigger then a wolf? And nice job on the screams by the way, reminds me of home.

"You'll see fox, it's part of a surprise i'm giving you for the increase in semen production I got from you yesterday. Now, you wanted me for something else as well?'

"Oh yeah, almost forgot. You managed to bag yourself three young beauties in three days and you haven't been corrupted, most guys would already be becoming complete self absorbed assholes by this point, yet your still you. Proven by the act that you didn't wake the vixen in front of you up with your dick balls deep in her ass. And I think thats something that calls for a reward. I'm giving you two of my best abilities. It can be used in and out of battle. Although you may wanna stick with using it out of battle until you master it".

"Sounds like a good plan. What is it?"

"It's called Touch Of Heat. Normally you would have to call on my chakra through me to do this but I've taken the liberty of giving you a small secondary chakra coil that contains my chakra as thanks for the new digs it's not enough to fight with but it's perfect for the moves i'm giving you. Anyway, all you have to do is coat your hands in my chakra and touch the girl you wish to seduce, or even just make hornier, and it'll get her all hot under the collar, or lack of collar, in most cases. A quick pre-sex massage is the best way to apply this technique in my opinion".

"I don't know fox... that sounds kinda... date rape-y."

"Who do you take me for? An incubus? I am the almighty nine tailed fox! Feared by men and lusted after by females the world over! Master of the poon tang! Lord of the pink ta-

'Alright, alright. Jesus man, I get it.'

ahem Sorry about that, anyway it only enhances whats already there. If she isn't interested then it won't do anything. That's why I said only out of battle first. Eventually you'll get a sixth sense for if the kunoichi you happen to be fighting secretly want to get into your boxers or not. Hell, I know for a fact that Haku chick was trying to get into your pants. And don't even try that 'she was a he' bullshit. I'm not blind. Anyone with a more then half a working brain cell could have figured out she was lying for whatever reason.

'Haku was? Seriously? How? I didn't notice any full body tackles when we were fighting in an attempt to pin me down.'

"You didn't notice most of those senbon she was throwing were skimming the waist of your pants? If you hadn't sown that under armor into your outfit those horrid orange eyesores would have been around your ankles.

"Huh, never thought about that before."

"Trust me on this. I've had more then my fair share of female opponents turn into close friends in the rip of some clothing before. The next ability is called fantasy heaven, what it does is it allows you see a girl's sexual fantasy. For example, let's say a girl like's it kinky. Like you fucking another girl while she tied up, or something. This help's you when your sleeping with a girl you've never bagged before. I myself used this ability quite a lot until I got the hang of guessing various womens fetishes. Simply make a thread of my chakra and connect your heads using the thread. It might make you feel kinda dizzy when you first start using it but you'll get used to it.

"Is that all? Not bein' rude or anything but my surprise is gonna keep you busy for a while so I wanted you to be done explaining the abilities before I showed it to ya.

"Yup, that's it. Oh wait, one last thing. If you only use a tiny bit of chakra for the Touch of Heat ability you can give a nice massage for your, most likely sore, vixen after you get done plowing her. Never underestimate the brownie points some after sex kindness can get you. So what's the big reveal?

"Go to the house I made you and find out. And thanks for the tip.'

So Kyuubi took his advice and walked into the house that had popped up behind him a while ago. Once he walked through the door he almost had a heart attack at who he saw laying on the bed. It was obviously a demon, her 'skin' was actually lava. Her head, instead of hair, was topped with blue fire. She had bits of charcoal black armor wrapped around her shins, forearms, and mid-torso in very intricate patterns.

The fox felt tears almost come to his eyes. "How did you know? A Flame Astronach! My favorite! Do you know how rare these beauties are? I'll repay you for this somehow I swear it upon my tails. But we may wanna cut our chat short, as i'm gonna be busy for the next... I don't know how long. And it's been a few hours so you can wake that bun headed girl up now. See ya kid. Come to poppa you sexy little firecracker!

Naruto quickly cut the mental connection. He may be friendly with the guy now but he really didn't want to listen to a fox and living lava get it on. He actually didn't even know the Flame Astronach was a real demon. Much less one the Kyuubi himself lusted after. He just remembered fighting one of them in a video game he played back in the academy. What was it called? Oblivious? Obliviom? Whatever, didn't matter. He had something to take care of.

He glanced at the clock, 9:00 A.M., 'Perfect. But first, I'm starving. The basement door's still locked but lets try the bedroom door.'

He noticed he was still pumping his hips and his orgasm was close so he sped up slightly and slipped the head into her pussy. Groaning quietly he released the first load of the morning inside her. She didn't wake up however, she just started squirming and moaning out his name in her sleep before settling back down.

Getting out of bed carefully he tiptoed to the door. Silently turning the handle he found that the door was unlocked. So he opened it slowly and slipped out into the hall before closing it. Walking normally to the kitchen he looked around. Like she said there was quite a bit of non-perishables. Beef jerky, dried fruits, vegetables, and bottled water were common. Since this was her emergency stash he didn't wanna take to much so he grabbed a few sticks of jerky and one of the few non-dried apples. Sitting down at the table he started eating.

"This is pretty good. I gotta look into getting one of those food dehydrator thingy’s and make myself some home-made jerky. Maybe deer jerky?"

Finishing his meal he threw the apple core in the small garbage by the doorway and slipped back into the bedroom. closing the door he turned around and paused when he saw Ten-ten was awake and in the process of scooping his seed from her pussy into her mouth with her fingers.

"Morning Naruto, you should have woken me up if you were horny." She pouted.

Giving a sheepish laugh he walked towards her, "Yeah, it was kinda early. So I decided to grab a quick bite. You want me to get you somethi-crunch "What was that?" He questioned while looking down. He had stepped on something in her discarded pants. He never saw the explosion of pink gas coming as a second later he was consumed in a cloud of it. His mind became fuzzy and he fell to the floor.

"Naruto!" Ten-ten yelled worriedly. Mostly for Naruto but partly for herself. That looked like the cloud of gas the 'gas-n-fuck 5000' released when it was thrown. And if last night was anything to go by she was in for a long and hard morning. Pun totally intended.

Crawling over to the edge of the bed she peered over the bottom head board. It looked like he was unaffected. At least, thats what she thought before he raised his head and she got a good look at his face. His eyes were glazed over in lust and they were looking straight at her unblinkingly. Glancing down she was rather alarmed to find out he was even bigger then usual. Slightly thicker and maybe two inches longer, in fact.

"This is either really bad, or really really good...' She thought, having second thoughts about just giving into his animal lust. That thing would rip her in half!crawling backward slowly she was barely able to use a seal-less Kawarimi no Jutsu before a lust fueled Naruto slammed arms first into the mattress where she had been just a fraction of a second earlier.

Having switched with a teddie bear sitting on the ground next to the shelf on the other side of the room, she took off towards the door that was just ten feet away.

Having heard her start her mad dash Naruto turned as she passed the halfway point. Disappearing in a blur of speed he moved to intercept her.

Ten-ten was only able to lay one finger on the doorknob before she cried out on pain as a blonde blur slammed her front first into the door that she was so desperate to get through. Looking behind her she saw he was lining up his bigger then usual cock with her back entrance.

Her eyes widened as he started pushing forward, "No! Not there! I've never put anything there bef-AAAAAHHHHHH" She cried out at the pain as both her hips slammed into the door with bruising force and a rather audible Bang!, and from her now bleeding asshole was penetrated.

Whimpering softly she came to a sudden realization, "Wait, he doesn't care about my feelings. He's just using me for his own pleasure. Like... like a toy. And yet when he comes out of this the first thing he's going to do is ask if i'm okay and if there's anything he can do to help...I did it! I finally found my perfect man! OW, Does he have to be so rough with his new toy though?' She finished with a sarcastic tone.

Coming out of her thoughts she noticed his thrusts were getting shorter, faster and even harder. She braced herself. Sure enough with one final thrust that almost splintered the door, bruising her hips even further, he shot his second load inside her. All she could do was grit her teeth in pain and hope he would changed positions soon. Her legs were going numb from the thorough ass pounding she was receiving so she couldn't stand for much longer and she was worried she was going to get splinters in her damaged hips.

Fortunately her prayers were answered as he picked her up by her waist, using his arms to lift her up and down his length, and brought them back to the bed. Never stopping his pounding he put her down on her hands and knees and mounted her from above. Grabbing her shoulder he pulled back on them, bending her spine at a slightly uncomfortable angle as he put even more speed behind his thrusts.

Finally experiencing an orgasm of her own Ten-ten did her best to clench her sphincter in a hope it would slow him down. All she got for her effort was him drunkenly moaning out her name and once again slamming into her with bone jarring force and shooting another load into her ass.

He then flipped her onto her back, waist and below all facing sideways, legs clenched together, to increase the pressure. Starting up his thrusting once again she couldn't stop the moan that rose from her throat as the pain started to give way to mind-numbing pleasure. She barely noticed when Naruto slowed down just enough so he could grab her thighs and lift them so her ankles were behind her head as he was unhappy with the maneuverability of their current position. Speeding up he got on top of her once again. At this angle he was slamming into her, newly found, anal G-spot. Which caused her eyes to go half lidded as she climaxed again, another throaty moan forcing it's way through her clenched teeth.

Her orgasm caused her muscles to clench and squeeze Naruto into his fourth orgasm of the morning. Deciding he liked the current position he stayed like that for the next hour, during which orgasm after orgasm slammed into the brunette.

_-_-_-_-_One hour of Poundin DAT ASS Later_-_-_-_-_

Climaxing inside her one last time the berserker Naruto finally ran out of steam and limply fell off of her.

Ten-ten released a huff of air and let her numb legs simply flop back onto the bed. His essence within her finally gaining an exit aa it got to work forming a massive puddle beneath her abused asshole. She was silently grateful for the fail safe in the grenade's formula. It only lasted for half an hour (how he lasted for a full hour she would never know) before the lust inducing drug gave way to a powerful sedative. He would be out for the next 24 hou- 'Holy shit is he waking up? Please tell me the grenade's drug ran it's course!'

A five hour sex spree she could take. But one straight hour of having that monster mine for gold in her ass and never slowing down was pushing it, at least last night he slowed it down a notch and gave her a gentle loving every few orgasms.

"Ngh, my head, what happe- oh... Oh crap Ten-ten are you okay?" Clearing the fuzz from his head the memories of reaming the beautiful brunettes ass for a solid hour caused him to roll over and gaze into her eyes with a look of concern on his face. Taking in her frazzled weak appearance he asked the first thing that came to mind. "Is there any way I can make you feel better?"

Ten-ten felt a warmth in her chest as her earlier thoughts were proven dead on. 'He really is my dream guy.' she thought with a blush before she said, "Thanks Naruto. And yes, a warm bath would be nice I can't seem to move my legs so your gonna have to carry me in there."

Naruto nodded as he slipped his arms behind her shoulders and under her knees, (careful of the nasty bruise on the front of her hips and her bright red ass cheeks) picking her up bridal style he carried her to the bathroom. After he gently laid her down in the bathtub he tweaked the faucet until the right temperature water started flowing out.

Remembering what Kyuubi said he felt within himself and found his new secondary coils. Withdrawing just a drop of the thick demonic charka he coated both his hand in an even coating of it. Besides his hands feeling slightly warmer there was no physical change.

"Good I was slightly worried I was gonna grow claws or something.' He thought with a sigh of relief

Turning back toward Ten-ten he started to slowly rub his hands on her feet. Enjoying her weak groans of relief he started moving onto her shins and thighs.

Eventually he reached her waist, gently laying his hand on the bruises, he allowed some of the chakra to soak into her. The nasty purple bruises disappeared instantly and he correctly assumed the red marks on her ass went away as well. Moving steadily past her slim waist and onto her torso he worked his way up, ignoring her breasts for now, much to the pouting weapon users consternation, he worked his way down her arms, focusing on her calloused hands for a minute or two before bringing his hands back up he finally massaging her breasts.

By this point the 'tub had filled up to just under the globes of flesh he was currently working on so he moved onto her shoulders. Applying some light pressure and working some of the stress out of her shoulders, he enjoyed more of the wondrous sounds she was making as he worked.
As the water filled up fully he reached over to shut it off. As the faucet creaked shut however he stood stock still as he felt a hand grasp his limp length in an iron grip. Turning his head and looking at the person grabbing him questioningly he received his answer.

"You keep doing whatever you just did and i'm going to let you fuck me in public." She said in a no nonsense tone to show she was serious and got to work getting him hard again.
Noting he was at full mast once again she told him, "Now you could use a good washing, so please use your fuck toy one more time. Okay?", before opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out once again.

Acknowledging her fetish, and secretly enjoying it, he scooted a little closer and sat in the edge of the bathtub. Grasping her head he wasted no time in cramming his still cum covered dick into her mouth. Deciding to be a little rougher with her then he was last time he didn't stop pushing until his entire, now fourteen inch, cock was resting comfortably (for him) in her throat.

Raising her head slowly he relished in the feeling of her tongue working as hard as it could to coax another load of hot jizz from his balls. Lifting his hands off the top of her head he grabbed her buns and started pumping her head up and down faster. He could only take a few minutes of her skillful mouth combined with his speed as he forced her head all the way down and shot several sticky ropes of cum into her throat. Pulling out slightly before he was done the last few shots hit her in the face, forcing her to close one of her eyes.

Gripping the back of her neck he moved her mouth, she eagerly licked his fresh seed off of his cock.

"Thanks Naruto. I have a spare key seal on top of my dresser. You can use to open the basement door. Come back soon okay? I think i'm starting to fall for you." She smiled up at him with a wink.

"You bet, and to think..." He started heading for the door. "I didn't even use clones." he finished with an impish smirk as he closed the door behind himself.

"Ooooh, well. I know what we're doing when he comes back." She muttered to herself as she let the warm water sooth away her sore body.

Back with Naruto, he had picked up the promised five spikers and, after checking the label to find out what they were called, five sticky grenades as well. He thought the name was a little unoriginal but it didn't really matter.

Walking up the massive staircase, unlocking the door, and walking outside he remembered he had some training to do with A certain Busty Bluenette. So humming a tune to himself he started for the Hyuuga compound.
I hoped you like this chapter I know that I keep doing Hinata and Tenten lemons, but I will put more Sakura and the others. I've decided to put some other girl's in the story too. They will be put in the summary of next chapter. And I'll tell you that the next chapter will have a threesome! So review, or make suggestion for a future lemon
And have a merry Christmas from me to you.
Slicerness: I know i'm four months late but, y'all have a happy Christmas now y'hear? And don't forget what it's all really about. The presents! Nah, just kiddin ya. It's about bein around your family. Enjoying their company. And if ya ain't got no family? Well spent it with your friends. Or get your self a girlfriend and share hers. No matter what ya do, just stay warm. Seriously, it's fuckin cold here in Iowa!

Not as short as I thought it would be. I contemplated making Naruto snatch one of the gas-n-fucks for later use but I can't find a place to use it. So i'll keep that in the 'maybe' pile.
Oh, and I forgot to say this last time but, I tried working some humor in the last few chapters so tell me if you like it or not. I check the reviews for this every time NHS updates it so just give your opinion there. I would like to get to 100 reviews before i'm all caught up.
And i'll be saying this every chapter so ignore it if you've already seen it but. Please send me any suggestion's, and advice about the re-write. You can also send me any fetishes you wish for me to include.

(you may also wish to say if you want me to give you a shout out or to remain anonymous)

Think of one quick for Temari cuz i'm stumped and was just gonna go with the standard spanking fetish. I'll hold off for a few days before posting to give y'all time.
Oh and a quick clarification. Send any suggestion for new girls to NHS and send any stuff you wish to be included into the old chapter's rewrites to me. Or, like I said, you can type it into a review and I can see it there.
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Transa - Rise of a Wicked Queen

This is the first installment of this medieval fairy tale. Its full of fancy, romance, pussy, ass, cock, and kink. All characters are fiction, of course and above the age of consent. Only the author was harmed in the creation of this tale. I love to hear from my readers! Please leave a comment and/or send me a message. - Enjoy Dre

Once upon a time there was a wicked, wicked woman. She was raven haired, tall, and powerfully built. She had broad shoulders, a tiny waist and long legs with a well-defined musculature and an awesome tight ass. This was made all the more evident by the skintight dragon skin body suit and black high-heeled boots she always wore. Her curvy shape was crowned with large, perpetually erect breasts. All this femininity stood in contrast with the very prominent bulge between her legs, pushing snake-like against the skin-tight bodysuit covering her crotch.

Her name was now Transa and she was not always wicked. She was taken, and I'm speaking in the biblical sense, by an evil wizard. His manly meat sword was cursed with a magical STD. Yes by "STD" I do intend a "sexually transmitted demonization." This affliction made the wizard crazy with lust and just plain stark raving crackers. He wondered the countryside looking for prey and that's when he came upon her.

The wizard found Transa, then called Eugenia (some things are an improvement), in a field innocently picking flowers. She was bent over at the waist and a light breeze was gently caressing her curvy ass, clad in innocent ruffle panties. The Wizard spied her round cheeks, full pussy lips, and smooth long legs and slowly began to stalk his victim. His stalking was difficult, as his erection was dragging on the ground and would occasionally get snagged by the odd root or rock. He moved quietly within a few feet of Eugenia then in one amazing leap he pounced. Savagely he ripped off her jumper, and sank his swollen vile member into her virgin pussy. You see this wizard was not one for foreplay but just simply got down to business. Hammering away at the girl's poor pussy the diseased wizard drooled and cackled with delight. He quickly shot a massive load of chartreuse, magically STD ridden, cum into the poor girl and removed his dripping cock with an unceremonious "pop" from her stretched vagina. He left her crying and panty-less as he bounced away laughing and chortling like a demented elf.

Ashamed and sore the girl staggered back to her home, the castle. As she walked an odd sensation moved through her body. Her mind was filled with images of the Wizard's cock. She could see it erect and pulsing, large and vein-covered, it's purple helmet shiny and nasty. The visions seem to give her a peculiar power. She also had a strange sensation between her legs, tingling, warm and growing. Her clit began to swell and she could feel it expand and pulse. Her breathing became rapid and deep and she was filled with feelings of desire, lust and wickedness. She looked down and could see her sodden panties begin to tent. She rubbed the front of her panties feeling the enormous cock that sprouted from where her pussy had been. She released her new cock and falling back against a tree began to stroke her growing member and fondle her new full testicles.

As she stroked she thought, "this feels so fucking good, it makes me feel so dirty, yet so powerful, look at it! It must be at least a foot long and so thick...mmm. It feels better if I pump it harder and faster....mmm. Let me squeeze my nipples...mmm. My nipples are growing, they are so large at least 2 inches long...mmm. Its as if my cock is speaking to me..mmm. It wants me to pump it, pump, pump, pump it, it feels so good...mmm. Something is happening I can feel something building...mmm. Yes faster...mmm! Yes harder...mmm. YES! YES! YES!"

Then in ecstasy her head fell back, and with both hands she violently stroked her cock until she shot rope after rope of luminous pearl colored cum in high arcs into the air. Her balls pumped and pumped as the cum-puddle on the ground grew and grew. The more she stroked the more she came. She pointed her cock up and another thick rope of cum shot into her mouth and spattered on her cheek. She greedily swallowed the jizz and she shot more cum onto her face and into the air until she was quivering with passion. Her body convulsed with pleasure and a low unearthly growl came from her throat as she released her big cock and panted. She was delighted with her new cock and she knew she was no longer the innocent girl that was picking flowers in the field. She could hear laughing in her head and a voice that called her by her new name, Transa!

She had gone through a strange metamorphosis. Cum-covered and disheveled, Transa strutted through the gates of the castle. Surfs bowed and stole glances at the princess who now looked like a streetwalker after a night at an orgy. However, Transa was oblivious to their gaze, she knew what she should do. Her mind filled with thoughts of power and sex but most of all lust. The Wizard's disease had infected her mind as well as her body. Transa was hatching a plan and she headed to the workshop of the castle's alchemist and magician Merlini.

Transa entered the workshop, but Merlini was not to be found. She saw her image in a mirror and decided that she would use this time to find something to wear as her jumper was ripped and dirty. She went into Merlini's quarters and began to rummage through her clothing. Merlini was a female magician and she had wonderful outfits for her performances. Transa tried on dresses, and bodices, then she came across something rather unique in the bottom of a chest. She lifted it out and held it in the light. It was jet black but glimmered purple and green when turned in the light. It was like a skin and in fact that what it was, it was a body suit made out of the scaled skin of a dragon. It was rare and endowed with unique properties. She had found just what she was looking for, she stripped naked and pulled on the suit.

The dragon skin fit her every curve in a luscious and sexy way. It gave just enough support but allowed her breast and ass to bounce slightly. Transa beamed with delight when she could see the naughty outline her big cock made in the suit. She watched as she made her cock move like a slithering snake under the dragon skin. The shimmering skin made her look even more sexy, dangerous and alluring. The finishing touches on her new outfit were a studded leather waist cincher, ankle high pointy-toed boots, and a leather choker.

She admired her new ensemble in Merlini's full-length mirror. She was thinking how she would like the neckline of the body suit to be a bit lower so her ample cleavage could be displayed. At the thought the suit pulled away to exact point that Transa had been thinking of. The suit pushed he breasts up just a bit so they blossomed seductively from the top of the neckline. Amazed, she then thought that she wanted the back to plunge a little lower, and it did exactly as she envisioned. A wicked grin came across her face and in a moment her monstrous cock and balls were free from the suit. Transa again admired the site in the mirror as her cock grew to its full ample size.

At that moment Merlini, quietly slipped into the room. Her mouth dropped open and she stared in amazement and confusion at the image before her. She recognized what was left of the princess Eugenia but could not reconcile it with the vision of this creature both woman and man standing with thick raven hair, delicate female features, pale smooth skin, full breasts, curvy ass, shapely legs and huge throbbing cock!

"Princess?" said Merlini.

Transa turned toward Merlini, her erection swinging like a fleshy club. And with a stern tone exclaimed,

"Eugenia is no longer, I am the princess and I am now called TRANSA!"

"Forgive me your grace! What does your highness require of me today?" said Merlini as she bowed and feign no concern although her guard was up.

"Merlini, I wish you to make me an potion. One that will captivate the drinker, and make them my servant, obedient only to me."

As Transa spoke her erection returned to its normal size and the body suit enclosed itself over her cock. As Merlini listened she noticed that Transa's cock would move about independently under the dragon skin like an eel in a fisherman's wet sack. The sight was both repulsive and alluring and Merlini found herself captivated by the new identity of the Princess.

Merlini's Story

Merlini was very skilled at crafting potions. She was a mature woman in her 50th year. She was still attractive with a shock of short silver colored hair. She had small breasts but ample enough to create enough cleavage from her bodice that men's gaze often ended there. She always had an ample derriere but with time it had filled out nicely and was quiet prominent especially when contrasted with her tiny waist. Being a performer, and a magician she did not conform to the norms of feudal life. She wore only a tight bodice over a shear cotton blouse. Because of the demands of her duties, she almost always wore tight-fitting leather riding pants that laced up the back of her ample ass. This drew many stares and inspired more than a few fantasies, but Merlini was careful, given her past, who she associated with.

In her Mind Merlini debated what to do. Transa did appeared a bit unhinged and perhaps dangerous, but Merlini thought that she could handle her. Merlini had been looking for an opening to de-thrown the King and this maybe her chance. Merlini had once been in love with the King and she had been promised many things only to have the King go back on his word. The King, then a young Prince, seduced her. He gave her gifts and invited her to royal banquets, contests and concerts. Then he would find her alone for a moment and tell her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her.

The then Prince worked on Merlini until she could think of nothing else but him. Then one summer afternoon she was summoned to the castle. She expected to be given some chore by the head girl, but when she entered the kitchen she found the Prince. He professed his love again and again. Merlini was so innocent and taken by the handsome young Prince that when he took her into his arms she did not resist. In a frenzy, the prince unlaced her bodice. Her firm young breasts and erect nipples shown through the light cotton of her blouse as the couple kissed and caressed one another. The prince removed his shirt to reveal his beautifully sculpted chest. Merlini pressed agaist him taking in the feel and smell of his anointed skin.

The Prince continued to remove Merlini's simple dress. It being very warm weather Merlini had on no underclothes. She stood before the prince in only her shear cotton blouse. Back-it by the glow of the warm afternoon light she was a vision of beauty. The Prince removed his trousers, and knowing he would have her, released his erect cock. He advanced toward Merlini and placing his hands on her firm ass cheeks lifted her off the ground. Merlini could feel his large erect cock between them, his cock pressing against her pussy. The sensation of his erection pushing directly on her clit filled her with lust. She no longer thought of out comes or propriety she just wanted to make love.

The Prince put Merlini down on the large table in the middle of the kitchen. They kissed and embraced as the Prince explored her body with his mouth and hands. He stopped at her breast and swirled his tongue around her erect nipple. A warm breeze blew in gently through the window. The sensation gave her goose bumps and she reflexively arched her back. The Prince began to lick and suck on her pert breasts and was now caressing her downy pussy filling her with desire.

The Prince inserted a finger into Merlini's moist pussy and she squirmed at his electric touch. He kissed his way down the length of her abdomen until she could feel his hot breath on her clitoris. The Prince licked and nibbled at her labia and inner thighs until she thought she could stand it no longer. He again inserted a finger into her pussy and began to lick her clit.

Merlini's legs were now on the prices shoulders and she was unaware of the outside world. Her body heaved under the administrations of the Prince. A sensation grew in her, that she knew from her own pubescent administrations, but this was different, it was much stronger than ever before. Her body convulsed in a wave of orgasm and before she could regain her wits she gasped at the sensation of the Prince's ample cock penetrating her.

The prince was standing on the edge of the table, his royal scepter inside Merlini's beautiful virgin pussy. She was on her back on the table as the Prince stroked away like the animal he was. He reached out and roughly squeezed Merlini's breasts as he increased the tempo of his thrusts. Merlini moaned in ecstasy, and a bit of pain as the Prince's cock was large and his motions now more reckless as he was filled with animal desire.

Merlini's moans filled the large kitchen. The noise attracted the attention of two washer girls who had entered the adjacent larder to furtively abscond with a container of honey. The two gossipy girls peeked through a crack in the door watching Merlini and the Prince now rutting like two dogs in heat. They spied on the scene, both I might add with their hands busy under their petticoats, until the lovemaking was through.

The Prince was nearing his finish and although he was a rogue he still had a bit of the gentleman in him. He withdrew his wet cock from the panting Merlini and blew his load with a roar all over Merlini's breasts and stomach. He mounted the table and surprised the young girl by forcing his still dripping cock into her mouth.

He instructed her, "Yes my love that's it, suck out all my seed, clean the master's sword!"

After their encounter Merlini was even more in love with the prince. In her naïve view of the world, the Prince so truly loved her. His skillful love making could only be inspired by Cupid himself and they would live together forever in love. Little did she know that the prince fornicated with anything that had a pussy. Once the randy Prince even slipped into the stables attracted by a feminine stable boy. When he had finished having his way with the poor lad he conscripted him into the guard and sent him off to a distant war.

Merlini was never to receive the Prince's attentions again. Her heart was broken and she was miserable. The two washer girls who had spied on Merlini and the Prince spread word of the misadventure around the castle and although no one said it to her face they referred to Merlini as a "castle tart" or a "whore-for-free." This made Merlini tough and resolute. She would one day exact her revenge.

She went off and trained with a very powerful and skilled wizard. Although she was retained by the court as a magician and healer, she had powers unknown by the Prince who was now King. She had hardened over the years and perhaps now the creature before her could be her deliverance. Now she had a vehicle to exact her revenge. Her sword against the King would be Transa's thick, twisting cock.

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