Instructions

(in which Janeway get a literal response to a rhetorical

query)

by jeny_nour

The Captain's head lolled back against her mattress as she exhale

noisily, "Gods, Seven. What have you done to me?"

The Borg lowered the Captain's rear back to the bed, met Kathryn's

eyes and responded: "Per your instructions, Captain, I have taken your

clitoris in my mouth," she showed her teeth, her pink tongue peeking

through the slight pearly gap.

Seven continued quoting, "Very gently I have bitten it. I have then

shifted my tongue to touch it. Clamping it like a fresh berry between

my teeth I have simply sucked at it, being quite sure not to have it

burst. Ever so slightly I have moved my jaw, from side to side as well

and up and down, a rolling motion."

The captain's hand wiped an amused tear from the corner of her eye as

the pooled sweat dried at her sternum.

The Borg continued her recital, "While my tongue," Again that pink

tip, "using a random Mod 7 algorithm, has traced each of the Verrunion

letters of the alphabet, all 109 of them, upper and lower cases,

including the 8 diacritical accent marks. Was that not correct?"

Kathryn reached for her lover's hand. "Oh, Seven."

"You did not use our safe word."

"True. I didn't."