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by Dakota

Kathryn moved slowly toward Chakotay never taking her eyes off his. Her sensual smile told him more than he wanted to know at the moment. He loved her in this mood but today her timing was less than stellar. Her fingertips ran up his arm and across his chest. Her palm paused briefly over his pounding heart before moving slowly lower. Chakotay snapped his hand on her wrist.

"Not now, Captain."

"Why not, Chakotay?" Kathryn practically purred.

Chakotay glanced around the bridge knowing every eye was on her hand. "Our shift ends in ten minutes. Behave yourself until we're relieved."

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