Part One
Disclaimer:
All the characters, Voayager, the Cardassians, and the Maquis all belong to
Paramount. What I chose to do with them is my own. This story is NC-17 for m/m
relationship and sex.
Authors
Note: This story is is a alternate universe where thing's are different, yes I
screwed around with details, but you're allowed to do that in AUs.
Kathryn Janeway sat in the shuttle that was
carrying her away from Auckland. On the bench across from her sat the two men
who had brought her to the New Zealand Penal Colony.
Tom Paris and Julian Bashir. The Gemini Twins
as they were called. A team unlike any other in the galaxy. They never worked
alone as she’d discovered when she’d tried to take just Paris for her mission.
He’d flat out refused. “I don’t work alone.” He’d stated calmly. “You want me,
you take us both.”
She suspected it had something to do with the
fact that they were lovers and just didn’t want to be separated. But she had
heard rumors of what it was like watching them work together. Of course, so had
just about every one else. Even before they’d been captured the two of them had
gained fame blowing up the Academy’s hangers on the day they were supposed to
graduate. After that they’d joined the Mauquis. No one had heard much of them
for awhile after that, then they’d gotten more daring.
The day they’d been captured had been insane.
Janeway could remember they’d been plastered on every vid channel. And it
hadn’t helped that they’d even been captured heroically. Bashir had been
trapped and captured. Paris could have escaped but he’d gone back for his
partner. They were still worshipped by every rebellious teenager out there. Of
course most of what those teenagers believed was myth. Files on the pairs were
sketchy, they had a habit of disappearing. Even the academy files where gone.
They’d mysteriously disappeared the same day the hanger and been bombed. And
now they were her problem. At least until the renegades were captured, then the
lot of them would get dumped in the penal colony.
Running her eyes over them quickly she
scrutinized them one then the other. They were sort of an odd pair, their
colorings being so totally opposite. Paris, fair with golden hair, and the
bluest eyes. Bashir dark eyes, and still darker hair.
Tom watched the Captain’s scrutiny of his
lover. ‘Trying to figure out exactly what we are.’ He thought. ‘Traitors to the
cause, escape attempt, or something she hasn’t guessed yet.’ Turning he ran his
gaze over Julian himself and found his lover looking back. Their eyes met, Tom
inclined his head towards Janeway. They both grinned, then chuckled.
Janeway jumped as their laughter filled the
shuttle. “What’s so funny?” She snapped.
They sobered instantly. “Nothing Ma’am.”
Paris said emotionless.
“We’re sorry if we disturbed you.” Bashir continued
in the same tone almost as though it were two voices speaking the same thought.
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When they arrived on Voyager, Tom and Julian
were shown to their quarters by a glaring Ensign.
“Oh I just feel so loved.” Tom grumbled
sarcastically just before the door closed, loud enough that the ensign had to
have heard.
“You are of course.” Julian said capturing
his lovers mouth in a loving kiss.
“That’s not exactly what I meant.” Tom
grumbled when Julian released him.
“I know but it was a good excuse to kiss
you.” The other man replied as he moved to unpack the few possessions they had.
“Do you want to go down to the station.” Tom
asked after a while. He was looking out the view port at the spidery station.
“I would, but I’d rather avoid the lynch mob
that would cause.”
Paris sighed heavily. “I wish it didn’t have
to be this way.” He said feeling guilty. If it hadn’t been for him Julian could
have been the doctor here. His name had been on the list. But then there was
that little explosion in the hangers, and that was the end of that.
Julian noticed he silence. He walked over to
his lover, grabbed him by the shoulders and gave him a gentle shake. “Stop it.”
“Huh?”
“Stop thinking it’s all your fault I ended up
in this situation. I made my choice, and it was just that. *My* choice. And I
have never regretted it, I never will.”
“Don’t you ever wonder it would have been
like if you’d stayed,, gotten the assignment out here.”
“I know it would have been dull,
un-satisfying and lonely.”
“Lonely?”
“Well you would have been off piloting
somewhere, I would have been alone.”
“You, my love, would never be alone.” Tom
said caressing Julian’s cheek. “You attract people to you like moths to light.”
“But they wouldn’t be you.” The darker man
said. “And you don’t you ever wonder which ships you would have flown, how many
records you could have broken?
“I would have gone insane, too much routine
to flying the big ships.”
“Ummm... Love I hate to break this to you.
But you are insane.”
“And you’re one to talk.” Tom shot back.
“All right so we’re both insane. Nothing new
about that.”
“Right.” The pair gazed at one another for a
few moments. Until it just got too romantic for Tom. “Come on. We’ve gota lot
of work to do and not much time to do it in.”
“Why don’t they ever set up double quarters
with the computers in the same room?” Julian complained from where he was
working.
“Because it would be to distracting.” Tom
told him. “And you wouldn’t want me to get distracted with my fingers in the
innards of the computer.”
“No I wouldn’t. Then someone might notice
that I happen to be wandering around in their transporters.”
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It only took Julian an hour to finish
creating the transporter program that would take him and Tom off the ship when
the time arose. But it took another hour to conceal it properly. It wouldn’t do
to have some one stumble in to it.
Tom was still working at his terminal when he
stepped in to the other office in their quarters. “Not going well?” He asked
noting the sweat on Tom’s forehead.
“They’ve improved the security on the core.”
The other man growled.
“Not particularly surprising considering what
you did to that computer when you tried to rescue me.”
“I no I guess they didn’t like it all that
much when I shut down the force fields in the brig.” Tom said sounding faintly proud.
“Ahh there.. we’re in. We just need the over-ride commands implanted and this
ship is ours.” It only took Tom seconds to insert the pre-written code in to
the computer. These were probably some of the best he’d ever written, they’d
even lock Janeway out of her own ship. They recorded the authorization codes.
Then sat grinning at one another in triumph.
“You know.” Tom said thoughtfully. We really
should use all this privacy. It’s been a long time since we have been able to
have some real fun.”
“It has been a very long time.” Julian said
his voice husky. “Too long.”
Tom grinned. “I was hopping you would say
that.” He said grabbing his lover and dragging him towards the bed room.
“Now why ever would that be?” Julian laughed,
as Tom pushed him down on to the big bed, and stood looking down at him.
“You’re beautiful.” The darker man added taking his lovers hand.
“So you’ve told me.” Tom purred. Then gasped
as Julian pulled hard on the hand he was holding, yanking him down onto the
bed.
“That’s better I was getting awfully lonely
all by myself down here.”
“Oh we couldn’t have that.” The golden pilot
smiled propping himself up on one elbow so he could look down at his lover from
a much closer range. “Someone like you should never be alone in bed.” With that
comment he lowered his head capturing Julian’s mouth in a searing kiss.
Julian let Tom control the kiss for several
moments before bringing his hands up to capture Tom’s head and held him still
as he turned the tables. Taking control of the kiss thrusting his tongue deep
in to his lover’s warm mouth.
When he eventually released Tom, the other
man dropped bonelessly back on to the bed, his eyes closed, and is mouth
attempting to for words but not quite managing it. Julian smiled, it wasn’t
very often he got the better of his golden lover. While Tom tried to get he’s
brain working Julian set to work removing their uniforms, which was a little
difficult with only semi-coherent help from the other man. “Well there’s one
thing you can say for prison, the jump suits are considerably easier to get out
of then Starfleet uniforms.” He said.
“Mmmm.” Was Tom’s only response. That and a
pair of wandering hands that made Julian’s task that much more difficult.
Tom waited until Julian had managed to
extract them both from their uniforms, and laid back down beside him before
pouncing on his lover, straddling his hips and pinning his wrists to the bed on
either side of his head. “You were faking.” Julian accused. “That is *really*
low.”
“No I wasn’t love.” Tom crooned as he began
to explore his lovers chest with his mouth. “Not for the first half anyway. You
really are getting good at that.”
“I try.”
“Oh I’ve noticed.” Tom murmured, then swiped
his tongue across one hard nipple. Delighting in the sharp intake of breath and
slight arch of his lovers back. Switching from one nipple to the other until he
had his lover whimpering.
Replacing his mouth with his hands Tom leaned
back watching his lovers reactions with a feeling of awe. Moments later
Julian’s dark eyes flickered open to regard him, Tom gently twisted one nipple
and the eyes shut with yet another breathy gasp.
After a moment Tom reluctantly gave up his
view. Very slowly he trailed a path of light kisses, tiny licks, and gentle
nips down his lovers side, over his waist, across his hip, and continued down
along the side of Julian’s thigh. Julian’s protested slightly when it appeared
Tom had every attention of continuing all the way down to his toes.
Tom looked up at him an affectionate and lust
tinged smirk crossed his face. Then he returned to his task, but after a moment
he began going lower, gently nudging the man on to his side so he could
continue circling the well muscled thigh. When he reached what was roughly the
center of the back of the leg Tom bit slightly harder, enjoying the quick
tensing of the muscles. Then he bathed the tiny red mark with is tongue
watching as those same muscles relaxed again. After a minute of two, much to
Julian’s delight, Tom’s mouth began moving again. Even slower then before he
moved excruciatingly slowly up the back of his lovers thigh, and very gradually
his mouth traveled inward. Julian obligingly positioned his legs, so Tom’s
destination was accessible.
He took several minutes just allowing his
mouth to wander in a seemingly aimless path, but never once brushing any of the
places Julian wanted him to.
Julian though he was going to go mad. Tom had
always been very good at this torture and it had been so long since they’d been
able to be like this. Totally relaxed. Totally alone. When those teasing lips
finally pressed the lightest kiss against his puckered opening, Julian decided
enough was enough.
Tom felt something hit him, looking up he
found the lube beside him. “Oh, you want something?” He murmured, looking at
Julian’s desire filled expression.
“Yes, and *now*.” Julian saw the, tiny imp
lurking in the corner of Tom’s eye. ‘I’ll show him.’ he thought then. “Please
Tom.” He begged putting everything in to his voice, moved on to his stomach,
and spread his legs. Then watched as Tom’s eyes went almost black in desire,
and his breathing quickened considerably.
Tom felt desire stronger then anything he’d
been feeling all night shoot through him. God Julian was good at that. Slowly
with fumbling fingers Tom managed to get the lube open and spread it on his
fingers. Loving the delighted whimper as his fingers penetrated his lovers
body. As he gently stretched the tight muscles Julian pushed back against him,
urging him on.
Slowly Tom withdrew his fingers drawing
another protest from the other man. Putting a hand on his hip, he drew Julian
back on to his side and quickly spooned up behind him, and positioned himself
at the entrance to his lovers body. Slowly he pressed inwards, stopping once he
was just inside, letting Julian push back and take him in at his own pace. And
it seemed Julian had decided he’d waited long enough, since Tom was buried to
the hilt in a matter of seconds.
They lay still a moment feeling their
connection. Tom reached around his lover taking one hand and bringing both
their hands to grasp Julian’s cock. Finally Tom began to move retreating
slightly and thrusting back in, by his third thrust his lover was moving with
him. As they sped up the were crashing together gasping for breath.
Tom cried out with pleasure as he felt his
orgasm begin to overwhelm him, and surrendered to it, thrusting deep in to his
lovers body. Julian, feeling the warmth of Tom’s orgasm inside him, and the
combined effect of both their hands on his cock, tumbled over the edge surrendering
to his own.
“Well damn.” Tom breathed when he regained
his senses some time later.
“That’s about what I thought.” Julian
murmured from his arms. “I guess it had been a little longer then we realized.”
“Guess so.” Tom mumbled trying to stifle a yawn.
They intended just to rest a while. But, it
*had* been a long day they would rationalize later. So they slept.