Title: Closing the Distance 3/3
Author: T'Yanna
Email: tyannarebelbase.net
Size: 20K
Rating: NC-17
Codes: A, F; C/Tu
Summary: Commanders Chakotay and Tuvok examine and modify their current situation. Mild spoilers for “Night” and “Alter Ego.”

Hey all.  This is my first Trek fic, so be kind.  This is really kind of long.  This is also my fic with actual and not implied slash.  Hope you like it. (Sorry about the X-post)

Disclaimer:  All things Trek belong to Paramount.  They have that and I have nothing worth getting in a lawsuit.


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Tuvok, of course, did not respond as Chakotay had requested.  Instead, he rose one eyebrow, drawing the other man’s attention to the endless pools of brown that were his eyes.

The commander took the initiative and kissed the Vulcan, startling him.  He had seen Humans engage in such activity but had never thought that he would do so.  It was not an unpleasant experience.

Rationally, he could understand why Humans could find it erotic.  Indeed, it was a rather stimulating form of contact.  He reveled in the sensation of Chakotay’s tongue gliding over his lips.

Tuvok weakly echoed the younger man’s intense moan as his mouth was invaded with a questing lick.  The Human’s body temperature was just enough below his own that the touch to the roof of his mouth was teasingly cool compared to the heat of the embrace they were engaged in.

Tuvok was surprised to find the commander’s lips so warm and the hands that touched him to feel so feverish.  The evidence of Chakotay’s arousal pressed into his thigh, yet he still startled when his rear was squeezed harshly.

To show the younger man that he was still in control of the situation, he pulled his lips free causing his lover to groan in disappointment.  The sound became a yelp when he bit the ear nearest him; not hard enough to draw blood but hard nonetheless, and ruthlessly pinched the man’s bottom.

While Chakotay stilled in shock, Tuvok pushed him down onto the bunk.  He quickly straddled his hips and yanked his uniform and undershirt out of the way.  He then proceeded to mercilessly tickle the younger man’s ribs.

Laughter filled the shuttle as Chakotay twist helplessly under his lover’s fingers.  He was seriously beginning to fear for his bladder control when he managed to draw enough breath to utter, “Stop… order you.”

Tuvok did stop, leaning down to tease his nipple gently with teeth and tongue.  When his lover was breathless with passion instead of laughter, he raised his head.  He stared into the dilated brown eyes, so like his own, and smiled.

“You are not the superior officer when we are in bed.  Here, we are equals, Chakotay.”  Hands drifted from where they had been gently stroking his sides, to rest on the commander’s face.

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Chakotay gasp.  Images flooded through his mind.  He saw every event of Tuvok’s life.  There was more than that.  He felt the emotions his lover controlled in all their intensity.  Through it, all there was a rolling mass of thought, logic and perception.

Using techniques that he’d learned as a child, he centered his mind.  He’d never imagined that a mindmeld would be so like a vision quest.  They were both immense experiences that give a new understanding but that take time to freely grasp the whole of it.

Just as he was beginning to gain control over the tidal waves in his mind, he felt an outward flood.  Everything that he acquainted with his sense of self and more rushed along the connection into Tuvok’s mind.

His sense of who the man before him was had sharpened to a razor fine edge.  If anything that strengthened his desire to be with him.  He wouldn’t want him to share this closeness with anyone else.

“There is no one else.”

Chakotay jumped.  Somehow, he knew he had not heard those words.  They’d come over this new connection.  That realization made him smile.  He decided to try it himself, “Prove it.”

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Tuvok smiled.  So his young lover wanted to play, did he?  This pleased him immensely.  The one thing that T’Pel had complained about in their marriage was his illogical behavior in bed.

He, however, thought it logical to be… creative.  Hopefully, Chakotay would agree.  With that in mind, he sent the commander a series of erotic images featuring the two of them.

His eyes popped open.  It took him a second, then he grinned. “I’m not sure some of those are physically possible, but I’m willing to try if you are.”

He slowly broke the meld.  He captured his lover’s sigh with his lips.  This time his tongue went exploring.  It glided over strong, even teeth; danced along the rough roof of his mouth; toyed briefly with the pearly pink tongue; and finally withdrew to lick at the parted lips of his lover.

He moved to nibble on the point of Chakotay’s chin.  Gently, slowly, working his way back to an ear, he licked and sucked and teased until the man beneath him’s already uneven breath was coming in even rougher.

Suddenly, he found himself on his back with a smug looking commander over him.  “My turn.”

A mouth latched onto the point of his ear, chewing and suckling.  Tuvok jerked and moaned deep in his throat.  He never would have guessed that it was an erogenous zone.

The moan evolved into a growl as his lover drew back to blow on the area he had been teasing.  Chakotay grinned.  Tuvok could feel it against his neck where the younger man began to nuzzle.

Usually a fan of slow, the Vulcan was surprised to feel a strong sense of urgency.  Nevertheless, he reached up and began to tease his lover’s nipples.  Chakotay moaned and began to move against him.  The feel of Tuvok’s erection aligning with his own, even through so many layers seemed to ignite the commander.

He reared back and hastily pulled his uniform jacket and undershirt off and flung them into the cockpit.  Tearing desperately at Tuvok’s uniform, he took his lips in a hard demanding kiss.

He returned it but more gently.  His hands stroked the younger man’s flushed back and chest, calming and soothing him.  Slowly, the commander came back to himself.

He pulled back shyly to laugh nervously when he saw the mess he’d made of the familiar fasteners.  Chakotay was still embarrassed that he could loose control so easily.

Tuvok smiled.  He had known the commander had very intense feelings for him.  He hesitated at calling it love, because he knew the younger man had not named it himself.

However, he had never had a lover that manifested that in the physical.  He lifted Chakotay’s head and smiled into his eyes.  “I believe it would be logical to divest of our clothing, now.”

The commander’s flush deepened, but he nodded vigorously.

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 Chakotay fidgeted with the fasteners to his pants. He and Tuvok were now standing face to face. He didn’t understand his sudden apprehension. 

He’d never been overly modest. He knew that this was going to be a serious relationship, which was his preference. He hadn’t been this nervous when he’d lost his virginity, twenty-plus years before.

It wasn’t like he’d never had a male lover before. That relationship hadn’t lasted and they hadn’t done much in the bedroom, but he’d always been comfortable with his body. Then again, he’d never been this aroused, this fast.

He loved kissing but never had it made him feel this uncontrollable need.  Never, had he been reduced to a mush-brained set of fumbling fingers. All of his experiences in the past had been wonderful, but none of his other lovers had turned his blood to liquid fire. He was almost afraid that he’d be scorched. 

Some sardonic part of his mind snorted. That part wasn’t surprised.  Everything Tuvok made him feel was extreme. That part knew that this sudden shyness was from being overwhelmed. He’d always felt affection for his lovers, but he’d never been in love with one of them, until this time. He’d always been faithful and committed, but he’d never known that it was leading to a life-long relationship. He’d always felt close to his lovers, but never as if they were two sides on one coin, until this time.

 "Chakotay, if you would prefer, we could wait."

His head snapped up. He looked into the understanding eyes before him.  Then his eyes drifted down. Tuvok was bare-chested, exposing wonderful dark skin. 

He shuddered thinking of the feel of all that achingly taunt flesh against his own. It had to feel as silken as it looked. Smooth, flawless, a rich chocolate brown; not even his fantasy had been this beautiful. He was perfect in a way that reminded him of the glorious racehorses of Earth with their sleek grace and amazing courage and endurance.

All moisture left his mouth. He stared, awestruck at muscles displayed so enticingly. He could all but feel the strength stored and controlled before him. With each breath, they rippled, dancing the pattern of light and shadow, teasing Chakotay’s awareness. A thrill shot up his spine, part fear part excitement, at the thought of all that power wrapped around him.

His hand moved to touch the bounty before him.  The sight of his skin, pale against Tuvok’s arrested his movement.  He'd had lovers who said that the contrast of skin color could be fascinating.  He'd never thought so before.  He'd never thought of or seen himself as paler than anyone before, either.  The thought of what they'd look like, a dark body wrapped around a paler form, made him smile and sigh with pleasure.

It wasn't until then that he realized Tuvok had been watching him closely with those intense brown eyes.  "I don't want to wait."

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Tuvok smiled.  He could still sense nervousness from the commander.  However, if he wished to proceed, he was not going to object.  He most certainly could understand why the younger man could be apprehensive.

Neither of them were as young as they used to be.  It had been a while for both men.  Taking this step would be committing himself to a relationship that would last at least the rest of the commander's life.  That was not even considering the possible consequences of such an involvement on Voyager. 

He had had time to examine these facts.  Perhaps he should give the younger man the same time.

"Tuvok, do you want to wait?"

He looked into the worried face before him and sighed again.  "I do not.  However, I am wondering if you need some time to.... think this through."

The hand that had been hovering, barely a centimeter away from touching him moved to rest on his shoulder.  It felt warm.  The calluses along the palm felt rough but somehow perfect when compared to his sense of... Chakotay.

As the younger man opened his mouth to speak, the computer set off an alarm.  They rushed into the cockpit to find that the shuttle had listed off course.  With a laugh, Chakotay explained that his com badge had landed on the controls and disengaged the autopilot.

He stood with his back to Tuvok and reprogrammed the computer to take them to their destination.  His hands tapped the last command to get the little ship back on course.

Just then, Tuvok slid his hands around his waist.  He whispered against his ear, “Do you need time to consider the consequences of our entering into a relationship?”

His answer of “No” led to the other man to begin licking along his neck.  That was followed by gentle nips across his shoulders.  Finger swept over stomach muscles to move up to tease brown nipples.

Chakotay sighed in pleasure.  He went to turn around, but the Vulcan’s strong arms held him in place as a tongue began to caress his ear.  One hand drifted down to the button of his pants.  

“Do you want me to play with it for a while or can I unbutton for you?”  Tuvok grinned against an earlobe before he began to nibble on it.  It had amused him earlier to see the younger man indecisively unfastening and refastening the catch.

He groaned an answer.  In response, the older man lead over his shoulder and lapped at the beads of sweat that gathered in the hollow of his collarbone.  The salty taste reminded him of a child’s treat from his home world that he had been particularly fond of.

His hands edged the rough fabric of Star Fleet uniforms over Chakotay’s hips to pool around his ankles.  He smiled at the non-regulation cotton boxer shorts.  Their dark green color reflected as a sharp contrast to the man’s coffee-with-cream skin in the viewing window before them.

The sight of his own hands gliding of that skin made him smile.  The straight white teeth glinted briefly in the slightly fuzzy image.  His smiled faded as he met the brown eyes of his new lover in the glass.

The intensity of what passed between them in that moment was not lost on the Vulcan.  If anything, it struck him more profoundly.  Ever since he had learned to control his emotions, he had felt very little.  All he’d felt for T’Pel was passing affection and respect.

With Chakotay, he felt a great deal more.  He even returned his love.  Tuvok sighed softly then pressed a gentle kiss on the commander’s nape.  Controlling this emotion was going to be more difficult than he had anticipated.  No wonder Ensign Kim had not been pleased when he had lectured him on love matters when they had had that encounter with Marayna.

“Want to go back to a bunk?”

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Chakotay nodded and then led Tuvok to the bunk they’d just been on.  He lay down and then pulled the older man down on top of him.  He wrapped his arms around the elegant neck.

He smiled at the feel of the taller man.  He licked his neck and grinned when the movement was matched.  The interruption seemed to have removed his remaining nervousness.  

“Tuvok, I think you’re overdressed.”

The older man pulled back and looked into the grinning face of his new lover.  He smiled in response to the contentment he saw in Chakotay’s eyes.  He arched one brow.  “What do you propose we do about that?”

He pushed the older man up so that they were sitting side by side.  His grin increased as he slid off the bed to tug of black boots.  He liked to be able to slip them on and off, but somehow he knew Tuvok would go for maximum arch support.

He pulled the socks off and looked at the big, Vulcan feet.  So the rumor about them having only four toes was just that.  He smiled.  The digits before him were kind of cute in a totally illogical way.  He moved getting Tuvok to putter around his quarters without shoes and socks to the top of his to do list.

Well, second on his list.

He climbed back up by the older man and pulled him into the position they’d been in before.  Slowly while his nibbled on an ear, open the man’s pants and with some very stimulating wiggling, managed to get them off and onto the floor at the end of the bunk.

Hard, velvety lips settled gently on to his own slowly bringing the flame of desire that danced between them into full blaze.  Intense heat flooded straight from the Vulcan’s lips to Chakotay’s groin.  

The slow pace of their lovemaking wasn’t going to last long if Tuvok didn’t stop licking at his lips as if he were his favorite flavor ice cream.  He could feel them beginning to get that bruised, well-kissed look.

His hand moved to clutch at the strong back.  He was amazed at the intense silky smoothness beneath a very slight sheen of sweat.  He could feel the tension in the muscles as well as the almost imperceptible movement into his palm and fingers.

His other hand left clutching the side of the bunk to join its mate.  Within moments, they had drifted under the waistband of Tuvok’s regulation white briefs.  He groaned harshly as hands kneaded taunt buttocks.

The older man’s hips moved to align their erections.  Both men began thrusting powerfully against each other.  The layer of cloth between them teased their senses and added little needed friction.

Tuvok torn his lips away from Chakotay’s to pant loudly into his ear.  The younger man echoed him.  Tuvok's hands that had been lightly teasing his nipples began to increase the pressure.  Fingers tweaked roughly drawing a growled “Naked, now!”

The mad scramble to get rid of their last remaining clothes and yet not loose contact would later bring a fond and amused smile to Chakotay’s face.  In that moment, though, he was feeling like he was going to go insane.

The moment naked hips met impassioned moans and groans filled the shuttle from stem to stern.  An instant later, Tuvok bit the shoulder beneath him as he shifted back into alignment.

With a strangled scream and a few awkward bodily jerks, Chakotay came harder than he could remember coming in a long time.  Above him, the Vulcan joined him with a much more controlled sigh.

The younger man’s muddled and pleasantly hazed brain, never did figure out how it was that an instant, an eternity, later they were snuggled together on the narrow bed, clean and under the blanket.  He wouldn’t have thought that Tuvok was a cuddler but at that moment, he was too content to care.

He remembered vaguely kissing the slowing pulse that rested against his nose, before he slipped into sleep with a slurred “Love you.”

He never heard Tuvok’s answer.  His smile was evident in his voice when he murmured “And I, you” into the silence.  That smile widened when his new lover nuzzled his neck.  His Vulcan demeanor slipped as he sighed, enjoying no distance between them.

The End
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