"Finger Painting" (VOY, C/P, NC-17)
by Derora (derora@erols.com)
November 1997


A little PWP in response to a challenge on the CPSG to write a 
500 word story. 

Disclaimer:  Paramount is God.  Bend over, grab your ankles, 
and worship loudly.  (Seriously, no infringement of copyright is 
intended.)

Do not re-post or use this piece of original fiction on your 
personal FTP or web site without my permission.


"Finger Painting"


"What's that behind your back?"

Tom walked into the bedroom, carefully keeping his hands 
behind his back and away from Chakotay's eyes.  "You'll see 
soon enough," he replied with a secretive smile.  "Why aren't 
you undressed yet?"

"Because I just got here two minutes before you did.  Hot to trot, 
are you?"

Tom's face cracked into a genuine grin as he approached 
Chakotay.  He leaned forward to capture Chakotay's lips with 
his own, still carefully keeping his hands behind his back. 
"Come on, love," he said.  "Bedroom.  Naked.  Now."  Chakotay 
laughed and let himself be gently pushed into the bedroom.  He 
followed Tom's explicit instructions for removing his clothes, and 
lay down on his back on the bed.  He grinned as he watched 
Tom trying desperately to remove his own clothes with one 
hand while keeping the other behind his back.

Finally Tom was also naked, and moved to sit on the edge of 
the bed.  He placed his hand on Chakotay's chest, and slowly 
drew it down to his waist.  "I've got a surprise for you, love."

"Really?  I never would have guessed."

"Hush.  Close your eyes."

Chakotay did, but nearly came off the bed when he felt 
something cold being stroked across a nipple.  

"What *is* that?"

"Chocolate body paint.  Do you like it?"

"I don't know.  What are you doing with it?"

"Well, first I'm going to put it on you," Tom announced as he 
dipped his finger in the small jar again and painted Chakotay's 
other nipple with the chocolate.  "And then I'm going to take it 
off."  Chakotay could not stifle a moan as Tom bent his head 
and first sucked and licked the chocolate off one nipple, then 
the other.

"Again."

Tom chuckled and brought a finger full of chocolate up and ran 
it across the commander's lips.  He watched, breathless, as 
Chakotay's tongue snaked out and licked off the sweet 
substance.  Tom quickly dove in to help him, licking and kissing 
the chocolate off as Chakotay's tongue twisted against his. 
The smell of chocolate permeated the room as Tom spread it 
liberally over Chakotay's neck, chest, and abdomen, licking it off 
as he went.  He paused as he eyed Chakotay's quivering 
erection, then looked up at his lover when he heard the soft 
entreaty, "Please."

He smiled, and leaned over for a soft kiss as his fingers drizzled 
the body paint over Chakotay's cock.  It seemed to melt almost 
immediately from the heat under it.  Tom's head swooped down 
to catch the chocolate as it dripped down the long shaft, licking 
it off carefully and closing his mouth over Chakotay's hardness 
to make sure he'd caught every last drop.  Tom was so 
dedicated to this task that he pulled the entire length into his 
throat, and sucked hard until he heard Chakotay's cry of 
fulfillment and felt the taste of his semen mixing with the 
chocolate. 

When Chakotay had recovered enough to speak, it was to say, 
"I'm hungry. Got any chocolate left?"

End