by Dakota

Chakotay woke up feeling warm and contented. After a few seconds he realized the warmth came from a body sprawled across his chest. His memory of the Valentine’s Day party the night before in Sandrine’s returned and of the way they finished the evening. Kathryn roused gradually and slowly started nibbling her way across his upper chest.

“Kathryn?”

“Mmmmmm, good morning. You still taste wonderful.”

“You’re not upset to be here?” Kathryn ignored his question and continued to explore his neck. Chakotay enjoyed her efforts but his mind was racing.

“What were you drinking anyway last night, Kathryn?”

“Club soda.”