Disclaimer:  Paramount owns the characters of Tom Paris and B'Elanna 
Torres, and all other things related to them.  I'm just expanding on the 
story where they had to leave off because it was on Network TV.

Rated NC-17

HONEYMOON
by Lessa

"What's all this?"

"Just a few things I smuggled onboard."

"Unbelievable," B'Elanna said under her breath.

The aft section of the Delta Flyer was glowing with the light of at 
least 12 candles, that's how many she had counted so far anyway.  On the 
floor was a large soft camping matress.  The kind that Star Fleet issued 
to the high ranking officers on survival training missions (so they 
could be comfortable while the cadets had to rough it).  There was a 
bottle of Champagne chilling in a silver bucket next to the matress.

"It's not exactly the Graystone Hotel in Chicago, but it's the best I 
could do on such short notice."

"I guess it'll have to do."  B'Elanna said, feigning disappointment.

They smiled.

They moved together.

They reached out. 

Who embraced who first? Who knows.

She expected him to "dive in" passionately, as he normally had with 
her.  Instead, Tom looked her in the eye, and stroked her cheek, 
tenderly, reverantly.  He kissed her softly at first, moving his hands 
through her hair.  As the kiss deepened his hands drifted down her 
shoulders and cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently, as he made his 
way down to the bottom of her shirt.  In one swift, familiar, practiced 
move, Tom lifted B'Elanna's shirt over her head and flung it across the 
room.  She giggled, but then looked disappointed as he started to remove 
his own shirt before she could do it for him. He chuckled as he moved 
back  to embrace her, knowing she would have ripped his shirt right down 
the middle. 

"B'Elanna," Tom breathed, reacting to the feel of her skin against his.  
His voice a cross between groaning and breathlessness. 

B'Elanna smiled up at him, and gave him a light kiss on the chin.  
Holding him closer she continued to kiss him, his neck, his jaw, his 
chest, his shoulders.  All the while rubbing her hands over his skin, 
memorizing it, as if it was the first time she had touched him.  
B'Elanna caught her breath as it occured to her that this was indeed the 
first time she had ever touched her husband like this.   Her eyes 
smoldered with passion, love, possesiveness.  He was hers.  Running her 
fingers down his arm, she took his hand and led him toward the "bed".    
Tom stopped her and began to unzip his pants.  She nodded and they both 
finished undressing.

"Come here," Tom said in a low voice.

B'Elanna stepped closer; Tom lifted her up and lay her down on the 
matress in one fluid motion.   They were body to body now, his naked 
form on top of hers.  They wore nothing but their wedding rings.  Tom 
propped himself up on his elbows and gently moved a stray hair from her 
face.  He looked her directly in the eye, and began to stroke her 
forehead ridges.

"Beautiful," he said adoringly.

B'Elanna's eyes were loving but questioning under his gaze. 

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine.  Why?"

"Well, you're usually...more passionate."

"Sorry, am I boring you."

"No, it's just...is something wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong.  Not anymore."

She understood, and smiled.  He was right.  They had come too close to 
losing eachother.  The realization of where they were and why was 
overwhelming to both of them. 

Tom began to kiss her, full and deep.  Tenderly stroking her shoulders 
and neck.  Moving his hands down her smooth sides and up her silky soft 
back eliciting a groan.

"I can't believe I was so stupid."  He whispered in a low voice between 
kisses.  " I almost lost you."  He released her lips and gently shifted 
his attention to her features, laying soft kisses on her cheek bones, 
her forehead, her eyelids, her jaw.  Showing his heart in clear raw 
emotion.

"I swear baby, never again."  He said planting a kiss on her lips. Tom  
looked her dead in the eye and repeated, "never again." He held her 
gaze, and then looked over her  body, head to toe.  The look in his eyes 
changed from one of regret, to one of insatiable need and desire.   
"I'll never be able to get enough of you."

B'Elanna looked up at him, awestruck.  After all this time the 
familiarity of her face, her body, her scent, still hadn't quelled his 
desire for her.   He still looked at her as if she was something novel, 
something wonderful, something precious.   She regarded him, with loving 
eyes, still not quite able to fathom the day's events.  He smiled and 
captured her mouth once more.

B'Elanna returned his kisses with passionate fervor, kissing and 
stroking every piece of his flesh that she came in contact with. She 
rose up to a half sitting position and began to kiss his face and neck.  
He groaned, encouraging her.  She sat up the rest of the way, lifting up 
briefly, so that Tom could put his legs out in front of him.  B'Elanna 
straddled his lap, and continued to stroke his back, subtly moving her 
torso up and down.  Simultaneously rubbing the underside of his erect 
penis with her stomach, and her breasts on his chest.  In response Tom 
pulled her closer, kissing her ardently.  B'Elanna felt heat and 
moisture from his erection on her stomach.  She pressed him harder still 
against her,  rubbing his penis with her stomach in long strokes.  She 
ran her hands through his hair holding his head in place as she returned 
his kisses hungrily.  Tom's hands drifted between their bodies to her 
breasts, squeezing them and rubbing his thumbs across her nipples roughly. 

"Oh, yeah touch me!"  She moaned,  her hands moving down his back and 
around his sides.  Taking advantage of the small space between them, she 
reached down and began to stroke his erection with her fingers. 

"Ah!  Oh baby that feels good."  He grounded out, while he squeezed her 
nipples even harder.

"It certainly does."   She said, trying to catch her breath.

Tom leaned over and lay her down on the bed.  Kissing her neck, he 
whispered, "Turn over."

Her eyes were questioning, but she complied.  He moved off of her, and 
she looked over in time to see him uncorking the Champagne. 

"What are you doing?"

"Just trust me." He smiled. 

"Okay." She said skeptically.

B'Elanna lay back down on the bed.

"AH!" She gasped as she felt the icy cold Champagne being poured gently 
on her back, making her shiver.  Her gasp turned quickly to a moan, as 
she felt Tom's tongue lapping up the Champagne from her skin.  Trailing 
his tongue from her shoulder blades down to the small of her back.

"MMM..Delicious.  And the Champagne's not bad either."  He joked.

B'Elanna giggled and tried to turn over, but Tom stopped her.  
Immediately his arms lifted her up onto her hand and knees.  His larger 
form covered hers and she felt the warmth of his stomach on her back.  
His hands slid around her torso and once again grasped her breasts, as 
he started to kiss her body.   Her neck first, then under her ear, over 
to her shoulder and down her back.  His slight stubble scrubbed lightly 
on her skin giving her goose bumps.  The sight of his hands carressing 
her breasts from behind electrified her as she watched his fingers play 
over her flesh. 

"MMM...that feels...AH!"She tried to tell him something more, but was 
taken breathless when he kissed that sensitive spot at the bottom of her 
rib cage.  He knew her, all of her.  Her desire increased exponentially 
when she felt his stomach slide up over her back,  and saw the head of 
his hard penis come up between her legs, bobbing against her thighs.  
Tom held her firm with his left arm around her waist.  She saw his right 
hand appear between her legs, as he picked up his penis and began to rub 
it hard against her clit.  He pushed, again and again, feeling 
B'Elanna's slick lips stroking his erection.  He felt her heat increasing.

"Oh!...Oh Tom...Please...don't tease me."  She breathed as her body 
bucked against his.  She wanted him so bad.  She had to, needed to get 
closer.

"I'm not teasing you, I mean every bit of it." Tom said breathlessly.  
"Come on baby, just one orgasm.  Come on give me just one."   With that, 
his left arm reached up and he squeezed her nipples as the head of his 
penis pushed hard against her clit.  This simultaneous movement was just 
enough to send her over the edge.  B'Elanna bucked wildly against his 
body as her orgasm overcame her.  Tom released her and rolled onto his 
side, letting her lay down on her stomach. 

"Wow!"  B'Elanna said, looking over at him.

Tom smiled big at her, and ran his hands leisurely over her skin, 
savoring her.  B'Elanna returned his smile, and then looked over his 
body.  He was so damned sexy.   And obviously aroused.   She trailed her 
hands up his forearms and laced their fingers together.  Her eyes dark 
with desire.  In an instant she flipped him on his back and held his 
hands firm against the bed.  She leaned forward and kissed his forehead, 
and his eyes, then his mouth.  Still holding his hands against the bed, 
she leaned up and rubbed her breasts on his face, evading him as he 
tried to catch her nipple in his lips.  She giggled when he let out a 
frustrated sigh, and finally sunk her left breast into his waiting 
mouth.  Tom sucked heartily on her flesh, flicking her nipple with his 
tongue.  B'Elanna gasped, and knew she couldn't wait another minute.  
Still holding his hands, she slid down his body, feeling her breasts rub 
against his skin, and leaving a trail of moisture from his breast bone 
to his navel.  Feeling his stiff penis bump against her thigh, she 
released his hands, positioned herself over him, and slowly lowered her 
body onto his erection.  They both took a sharp breath, feeling this 
first complete connection as husband and wife.  He sat up, embracing 
her, and B'Elanna marvelled at the way he always seemed to fit her so 
perfectly.  She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around 
his neck.  Burying her face in the crook.  He kissed her ear, as he 
whispered loving endearments to her.  B'Elanna raised her head up and 
took his face in her hands, overcome with tenderness for this man, her 
man.  She kissed him softly and firmly.

"Kahless, I love you!" B'Elanna said, with thick emotion, and began to 
move up and down in hard deliberate strokes.  Tom bucked his hips in 
rythm with her movements, as he held her in his embrace. 

"I love you too, B'Elanna."  He whispered in her ear, putting his hands 
under her rear end to help speed up the pace of their love making.  He 
looked up and could see the reflection of them making love in the 
console opposite them.  He could see B'Elanna's back muscles ripple as 
she moved.  Her face was buried in his neck.  He groaned; she was so 
sexy.  Tom's hands moved over her back, and stroked her skin, as he 
kissed her neck. 

Trying not to break their connection, Tom rolled them over on their 
sides and then again so he was on top of her.  He kissed her fully, his 
tongue delving deep into her mouth, stroking her tongue in rythm with 
his penis, as he moved in and out of her. 

B'Elanna knew it wouldn't be long before he would climax, she smiled and 
squeezed the walls of her vagina tight around him knowing what it would 
do to him.  They gasped together, as she could feel the base of his 
erection stroking her G-spot.  B'Elanna moved her hips in rapid rythm 
with his thrusts.  It didn't take long.  Tom looked her deep in the eye, 
as he always did before he climaxed,  letting her see in his eyes the 
pure pleasure she was giving him.  She loved that.

"Feel me do this to you." She breathed in his ear, as she rotated her 
hips and stroked him once more.

Instantly his body stiffened and he froze, groaning and panting as he 
shot his cum onto B'Elanna's sensitive cervix, immediately causing her 
to arch her back in an intense orgasm.

Tom stayed in position waiting until the waves subsided.  He looked down 
at her with a satisfied smile.

"That looked intense."

"So did yours."

"It was, you know what it does to me when you do that."

"Do what?"  B'Elanna teased, with a crooked smile.

" I love you, B'Elanna."Tom said, cupping her face in his hand.

"I love you too, baby."  She said, with a smile, leaning her cheek into 
his palm.

Tom smiled back at her in surprise, as she echoed his endearing term.  
It was a first.  He raised up and moved off of her.  Turning on his 
side.  B'Elanna sat up, and picked up a Champagne glass from beside the 
bucket.  She poured some Champagne and began to sip it.

"Hey what about mine?"  Tom said, deliberately whiny.

"You already had yours."  B'Elanna said, amused.

"Oh yeah, I did didn't I."  Tom said, as he nuzzled her neck.

"What should we toast to?" She giggled.

Tom picked up his glass, filled it, and held it up.

"Too the winners."

"Here, here."

They raised their glasses and toasted their marriage.   

`````Finis

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