“I enjoy waking up with you, Kathryn,” she purred, a soft smile on her face. “Very, very much.”

Determined fingers teased Janeway’s nipple into full erection as Seven subtly shifted her weight, pivoted and abruptly sucked the hardened nub into her mouth. Janeway could only arch into that wonderful wet heat and moan in reply.

“Oh, God, Seven…darling, what are you doing to me?”

The heat surrounding her nipple was replaced briefly with puffs of breath as Seven whispered, “I am loving you, my Kathryn.” The voracious mouth returned to her breast as Seven’s Borg hand slid across Janeway’s belly and into the thatch of auburn curls between her legs. Seeking her center, they slid through the wetness and entered her with no resistance. As Seven brought her thumb against Kathryn’s most sensitive spot, the hips under her hand began to undulate. Keeping her tongue and fingers in synch, she stroked Janeway’s breast and sex as Kathryn’s breathing became erratic and her hands groped for Seven. As Janeway’s desire surged beneath those caresses so did her need to touch her lover. She managed to gently pry Seven’s mouth from her nipple and pull her up into a passionate kiss. Moans were muffled as their tongues danced together and Kathryn’s fingers found Seven’s breast, rolling the nipple between her fingers until it was diamond hard.

She gently broke their kiss and whispered against her lover’s lips “Lift your thigh, darling, and lay it over my hip.” As Seven complied Kathryn resumed their kiss and slipped her hand down across the abdominal implant and into the slick wetness at Seven’s core. The kiss deepened again as fingers stroked and aroused. Kathryn pulled out of the kiss to slowly run her tongue across the starburst implant in front of Seven’s right ear and felt her lover’s mouth first on her ear and then kissing and sucking on that marvelously sensitive spot just below it. Hips began thrusting more determinedly as they found a rhythm; each leading the other higher and higher. Breathing quickened as they fell back into their kiss, tongues seeking and twining. Janeway grasped for a semblance of control as her passion surged and forced rational thought from her mind. Just when she thought she could hold off no longer Seven gasped and cried out as the first wave of her climax washed over her. With a sob, Kathryn surrendered to her passion as her orgasm crashed through her. Fingers slowed and gently withdrew as they gathered themselves together again.

“Do you have any idea of what you do to me? How touching you arouses me?” whispered Kathryn, gazing into the depths of Seven’s blue eyes.

“I only know what the feel of your touch does to me, Kathryn. But I am becoming more adept at understanding your responses the more we become intimate.”

“And that will continue, darling. Hopefully, we’ll always be learning new things about each other. How different things affect our responses. How each touch can arouse in a slightly different way.”

Seven’s mouth quirked upward in a soft smile. “At least now Phoebe will not be able to tease you about thrashing about in the guest room. It is my plan to convince you to move back into your old room with me once we get back to the farm.”

“Darling, we’ve discussed this, you know I’m not comfortable making—,”

Seven silenced her with a deep kiss. “Yes, I know we have discussed this. I am not going to insist that we make love if you feel uncomfortable, but I will insist on being allowed to sleep with you. I refuse to wake alone any longer. The feel of you in my arms when I awaken is far too exquisite to do without again. We will not sleep apart any longer, Kathryn.”

“Yes, darling, whatever you say,” Janeway wasn’t quite sure how she managed coherent speech after that molten kiss but Seven’s position certainly seemed reasonable. As she shifted position slightly she caught a whiff of their combined musk and made a command decision.

“I’m assuming that with their typical efficiency the Borg designed your implants to resist rusting if you’re immersed in water. With that in mind, since we’re both a little ripe right now, how do you feel about taking a bath with me?”

“I have never been immersed in water. On Voyager I utilized a sonic shower and a hydro shower at the farm. But you are correct in your assumption; I will not rust if immersed.”

“Then lets go put the hydro-spa tub through its paces, what do you say?” They rose from the bed together and took a moment to straighten the rumpled bedding before padding into the adjoining ensuite hand in hand.

Kathryn measured various bath oils and salts into the steaming water with the focus of an analytical chemist gazing into an ancient retort. When she was satisfied with the scent she stepped into the tub and turned to Seven who had been looking around at their rather palatial ensuite.

“This is considerably larger than other bathrooms I have seen,” she commented. “Is the bathroom in your house this size, or is this considered a luxury?”

Janeway laughed and extended her hand to her fiancée. “No, the bathroom in my home isn’t this spacious, but it does have large tub and shower units. I think you’ll like it. In the meanwhile, will you join me in our bath, darling?”

Seven took her hand and gingerly stepped into the steaming water. She watched as Janeway sank into the foam-covered water with a contented sigh and then indicated that Seven should do the same at the opposite end of the tub. As she settled into her end of the large tub Seven inhaled the aroma of the oils Janeway had added to the tub and tried to place it. Sandalwood, genus: Santalum. Indigenous to southeast Asia, the south Pacific island chains and Australia of Earth. It was a clean and heady fragrance that seemed to intensify as she gently moved the water.

“Well, what do you think of a bath?” asked Janeway with the wry grin that always caused Seven’s heart to flutter.

“It is a pleasant activity. I believe it would be even more so if you were in my arms.” Kathryn’s laugh echoed in the tiled room.

“Well then, slide toward the middle of the tub and wrap your legs around me.” Seven was only too happy to comply. But instead of returning her embrace, Kathryn took a large bath sponge, soaped it and began languidly rubbing it over Seven’s arms and shoulders. Just as Seven was about to comment on their lack of contact Kathryn leaned forward and gently kissed her.

“Lean back just a little, love,” she whispered and then proceeded to rub the soapy sponge over Seven’s chest and under the water to wash her abdominal implant. Interspersed between strokes of the slippery sponge Kathryn pressed gentle, brief kisses on Seven’s lips, then leaned forward slightly and pressed against her fully as she reached around and soaped Seven’s back. The kisses and gentle stroking kept Seven in a state of heightened sensation, and by the time Janeway finished soaping her entire body, bathing was the last thing on her mind. After she had dipped under the water to rinse off at Kathryn’s direction, Seven was delighted when her lover handed her a newly resoaped sponge and instructed her to ‘do me now’. By the time Seven had finished rubbing soap over every millimeter of her fiancée’s body she’d decided that bathing together was going to be a regular feature in their married life, and if the tub in their house wasn’t large enough to accommodate both of them with room to spare, then she would see to the immediate installation of one that was.

When Kathryn had rinsed off she told Seven to slide back to the end of the tub but instead of moving to the opposite side, she turned around in the tub and settled her back against Seven’s chest with her head resting on Seven’s shoulder and pulled Seven’s arms around her. Holding Kathryn against her back to front gave Seven immediate access to the sensitive place beneath the ear that made Kathryn weak with pleasure. She traced butterfly kisses over it, taking time to briefly touch her tongue to the satiny skin. Kathryn’s breathing began to deepen as the oral caress continued.

Seven continued her attentions to Kathryn’s neck and began to slowly stroke her hands over breasts and belly, down over the juncture of legs and tenderly up the inside of thighs. When her hands almost reached Kathryn’s knees she paused for an instant and then reversed the course of her caress, making sure to spend a few extra moments on her lover’s sex and breasts. It did not require too many repetitions of her strokes for Kathryn’s breathing to become erratic and her hips to move.

“What would you like me to do, my Kathryn? Tell me what you want --” the whisper was soft yet cut cleanly through the fog of desire that was beginning to cloud Janeway’s brain.

“My breasts,” she gasped, “touch my breasts…oh, God, please….”

“As you wish, my Kathryn.” Long fingers swept under and then across her breasts, capturing her nipples and teasing them into engorged peaks.

“Yes! Oh, God, yes…that feels so wonderful…” As the tender assault on her nipples continued, Janeway’s breaths became gasps and she arched into the touches, writhing.