STAR TREK: VOYAGER
"The 12 Days Of Christmas!"
“Wrapping Paper and Bows”
What’s a Borg to do?
By Guess Who?
Disclaimer: Yada…Yada…blah blah…and if you don’t like it Bah humbug to you!
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After saying goodnight to all her crew, Janeway made her way
to the turbo lift. It had been a wonderful
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Exiting the turbo-lift with a bounce in her step, she was excited about what was waiting for her in her quarters. The doors slide open upon her arrival, revealing a sight she hadn’t seen in years. There in the corner was the most beautiful Blue Spruce see had ever seen. It was decorated with white lights, ornaments of many colors, and a replica of Voyager in a place of honor at the very top of the tree.
“Oh Seven!” She breathed out loud.
“Yes Captain?” Came a low reply.
Janeway jumped then almost fainted at the sight before. Lying on her couch was a partially nude
ex-Borg. Her ample chest was covered in shiny blue wrapping paper with matching paper underwear that had a red bow directly in the center. Kathryn could feel the heat rising in her cheeks has she stared at the beauty before her. Pulling her gaze back to the crystal blue eyes that were watching her intently, she smiled and walked closer to the couch.
“Thank you so much Seven, my quarters are wonderful.”
“You are most welcome Captain. I’m sorry I could not fit your present under
the tree.
Do you wish to open it now?” Came the husky reply.
Janeway started to speak, but choked on her words.
“Captain…is this not the appropriate way to use wrapping paper and bows?” The Borg replied seductively.
“Well…um Seven, I certainly like the way you’ve used it.” Walking the few steps to the couch, Janeway came to rest on the edge of the cushion next to the blond. Running her finger over the top edge of the wrapping paper and the smooth skin left exposed beneath it, she inhaled deeply, reveling in the softness of the skin under her fingertips as she traced a line from one side to the other.
“What a lovely present indeed.” Leaning closer to Seven, she titled her chin up and kissed her softly. Moving away from those lips, she trailed kisses along the proud chin, circling the starburst implant with her tongue before trailing her lips up an alabaster cheek.
“Now I’m ready to open my present.” She whispered hotly in Seven’s ear.
“Then by all means Captain, proceed.” Came the breathless reply.
The last thing that was heard in the Captains living room was the sound of wrapping paper being torn and the soft moans, of a star ship Captain and her present enjoying themselves.
May the
Bring you
Happiness, Love and Peace!