Title: Chakotay's Revenge Author: Leone Part 1/1 Rating: NC-17 Codes: C/P Feedback: tarrashenna@yahoo.com Archive: Cha_Club, Leone's C/P Page. Anywhere else is fine, just drop me a line about it. Disclaimer: Paramount's. Summary: This is a response to the challenge my twin posted on Cha_Club. "Ped's Condiment Challenge: It's simple. Smutty, but simple. Chakotay and some other character of your choice have to use a condiment in a sexual way. Now, I'm not expecting to see something like the 'croissant scene' from 'Exit to Eden'... but the condiment should be used. And by condiment, I'm not just saying dessert condiments (whip cream, chocolate sauce, caramel sauce etc)... I also mean stuff like spray cheese, peanut butter, cinnamon... and anything else you can wrap your sick little mind around." Well, Ped, this should meet the challenge. And since the condiment was your idea, I hope you like this. ****************** Chakotay's Revenge By Leone ****************** Chakotay looked around his bedroom, making sure everything was ready. Seeing that only one thing was missing, he returned to his living room. The last item he needed for the evening he'd planned would have to wait. Chakotay went over to the replicator and ordered a cup of tea. When it materialized, he carried it over to the couch and sat down, making himself comfortable. Leaning back, Chakotay slowly sipped his tea while he waited for his lover to arrive. Tom was due to get off duty soon, and would come directly to Chakotay's quarters. He always did when his shift ended. Knowing that Tom would be tired after his double shift, Chakotay had planned to pamper his lover. The evening would start with a light meal, and then Chakotay was going to give Tom a massage. After that.... Chakotay smiled wickedly at the thought of the surprise he had in store for the younger man. Tom had tied him up one night a couple of weeks ago, and had just about driven Chakotay crazy with his slow lovemaking. Chakotay had plotted his revenge ever since, and tonight he'd get back at his lover. Chakotay would not only restrain Tom, he planned on going a step further. He was going to drive the younger man absolutely *mad* with desire. Considering what he was going to do, Chakotay's smile turned devilish. This would be an evening that Tom would *never* forget. Chakotay's thoughts were interrupted when the doors to his quarters swished open, and Tom walked in, looking exhausted. Chakotay put his now-empty cup down, rose and went over to greet his lover with a gentle kiss. He smiled softly when he heard Tom sigh, and felt the younger man melt into his embrace. After a moment, Chakotay let go of Tom and gazed into his blue eyes. "Why don't you take a shower and change into something more comfortable, while I get dinner ready?" Tom smiled tiredly, then nodded and went into the bedroom, while Chakotay went over to pick up his cup from the coffee table. When he'd disposed of it, he walked over to the replicator and ordered some candles, which he placed randomly about the room before he lit them. With the candles burning, Chakotay ordered the lights down to twenty-five percent. Then he went back to the replicator and placed an order for two bowls of soup. When the food materialized, he carried the bowls over to his dining table. He'd just placed the second bowl on the table when Tom returned from the bedroom. The pilot was dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt, and Chakotay thought he looked quite edible. "Come and sit down," he said softly. "I've ordered you some tomato soup. I hope that's all right?" There was a slight hint of a question in Chakotay's voice. Tom smiled at his lover. "I'm not that hungry, so tomato soup is perfect," he reassured the other man, as he went over to the table and sat down. Chakotay returned Tom's smile, then sat down himself. Picking up his spoon, he concentrated on his own meal. When they were finished, he rose and picked up the bowls, disposing of them in the recycler, then returning to the table. Holding out his hand, he said, "C'mon, Tom." Tom took the offered hand and got to his feet. When he was standing, he decided to ask the questions that had bounced around his mind since he saw the bedroom earlier. "Chakotay? Why have you put candles in the bedroom? Do you have anything special planned?" "Yes, I do," Chakotay answered with a slight smile. "Now, why don't you go into the bedroom, light the candles, get out of those clothes and lie on the bed," he suggested. "I'll join you in a moment, after I blow out the candles in here." {And replicate something,} he added in his thoughts. Tom studied his dark-haired lover for a moment. Seeing that Chakotay wasn't about to reveal anything else, he finally nodded and did as he was told. ***** A few minutes later, Chakotay entered the bedroom, carrying a small bowl. He smiled when he saw Tom reclining on the bed, wearing nothing but a smile. The smile, however, changed into a 'come-hither' look when the younger man saw him. Chakotay's smile widened as he walked toward the bed. He put the bowl on the nightstand, then shifted his eyes to look at his lover. "Turn over and lie on your stomach," he ordered. When Tom shot him a questioning glance, Chakotay explained part of his plan. "I'm going to give you a massage. After a day like today, you probably need it." Tom snorted. "There's no 'probably' about it. I *definitely* could use a massage. My back is a *mess*." With that he rolled over on his stomach, turning his head so he could watch his lover undress. When Tom lay on his belly, Chakotay stripped out of his clothes, leaving only his briefs on. Opening the nightstand drawer, he reached in for the bottle of body oil before climbing onto the bed and straddling Tom's hips. Opening the bottle, he poured some of the oil onto the younger man's back. When the oil hit his back, Tom yelped. "Damn, that's *cold*." Chakotay grimaced. "Sorry, I forgot," he apologized. He put the bottle of oil on the nightstand, then brought his hands down and started the massage. He grimaced again when he felt how knotted up his lover's muscles were. Tom hadn't lied when he said that his back was a mess. When Chakotay dug into his muscles, Tom hissed in pain. However, as Chakotay worked the knots loose, the hissing turned into moaning. Finally, after quite a while, Tom felt like he had the consistency of jam. At this point, he was purring. Chakotay smiled when he heard the sounds emanating from his lover. He stopped the massage and slid off of Tom, who groaned softly in disappointment. "Tom, turn over," he instructed quietly. Tom opened his eyes halfway and peered at the older man, contemplating whether or not he had the energy to comply. Seeing the expectant look in Chakotay's eyes, he decided that he did, and rolled to lie on his back. Once Tom was on his back, Chakotay bent down and kissed him softly. He drew back and looked at his lover, smiling in satisfaction when he saw that the pilot's eyes were closed again. {Now, for some distraction.} With that thought, he moved Tom's arms above his head. Chakotay brought one hand down to play with Tom's nipples, while he reached under his pillow with the other. Keeping an eye on Tom's face, he pulled out the restraints he'd put there earlier. Then, with some difficulty, he put them around the younger man's wrist. When he had Tom tied securely to the headboard, Chakotay reached over to the nightstand. He scooped up some of the substance in the bowl he'd put there earlier. Then he stopped caressing Tom's nipples and covered them in the stuff. When he felt something being smeared over his nipples, Tom's eyes flew open and he tried to move his arms down. For a moment, his expression showed confusion. Then he remembered. Chakotay had promised to pay him back for tying him up a few weeks ago. It seemed that Chakotay was going to get his revenge tonight. That, however, didn't explain the stuff on his nipples. Tom lifted his head a bit, and glanced down at his chest. He frowned when he saw something green/red cover his nipples. He tried to figure out what it was, but after a moment he gave up. "Chakotay, what *is* that?" Chakotay looked up and met Tom's eyes. "What? This?" He gestured to Tom's chest. When his lover nodded, he smiled. "It's guacamole mixed with salsa." Tom's frown didn't disappear. "I know what salsa is," he said. "But what is guacamole?" "It's avocado paste. It's rather mild, so it cuts nicely with the spicy salsa," Chakotay explained. Then he smiled wickedly. "Now, be quiet and let me enjoy my snack." With that he lowered his head and licked the guacamole/salsa mix off of Tom's nipples. Tom let his head fall back onto the pillow and moaned when Chakotay licked the green/red concoction off of his chest. A few moments later, when he felt his lover apply more of the stuff to his nipples, Tom figured Chakotay's plan out. "You're going to... Ahhh... drive me... Mmmm... insane... Oh, yeah... Aren't you?" Chakotay lifted his head from Tom's chest, amazed, and slightly annoyed, that his lover was still capable of speech. "You got it, Blondie," he answered. "But if you speak again, I'm going to gag you." With that threat in place, Chakotay got some more of the guacamole/salsa mix, this time smearing it around Tom's navel. When he'd licked the guacamole off of Tom's abdomen, Chakotay decided that he'd had enough. Instead, he took the bottle of body oil, then moved down to lie between his lover's thighs, causing Tom to spread his legs to accommodate him. Once he was comfortable, Chakotay glanced at his hands, checking to see if he had any guacamole on them. He smiled in satisfaction when he saw that he hadn't. Then he poured some oil into one hand, pleased when he noticed that the oil was now warm. Chakotay brought his hand down to the small entrance to Tom's body, and slid a finger inside. As he moved the finger in and out of his lover, he bent his head and nibbled on the pale thighs. Tom was writhing on the bed, moaning constantly. He wanted to beg Chakotay to fuck him, but the tiny part of his mind that still worked reminded him of his lover's earlier words. Just then, Chakotay scraped a finger over Tom's prostate, and he forgot about the threat. "Chakotay... *Please*... Fuck me... *Now*," he begged. Chakotay stopped torturing his lover and slipped out of his briefs. When he was completely naked, he poured some more oil into his hands, and coated his erection thoroughly. Then he wrapped Tom's legs around his waist, before he moved up to kiss his lover passionately, and pushing his cock into Tom's ass. When his cock was fully embedded, Chakotay lay still for a moment, letting Tom get used to his bulk. Then he started moving, slowly at first, but soon picking up speed, thrusting harder and faster, Tom meeting his every move. Tom's moans grew steadily louder, then he screamed as he came. His ass contracted around Chakotay's cock, drawing the older man's orgasm from him. Chakotay collapsed, panting, onto Tom's heaving chest. A moment later, he pulled out of his lover and moved to lie beside him. He reached up and undid the restraints, then pulled Tom into his arms, holding him while they recovered. When their breathing had returned to something resembling normal, Tom lifted his head from Chakotay's shoulder and gazed into the brown eyes. "Wow," was all he could manage. Chakotay smiled tiredly. "Yeah." Tom returned the smile, then laid his head back on Chakotay's shoulder. Moving one leg over his lover's, he made himself comfortable, then closed his eyes. Soon both men were asleep, neither caring that they would be stuck together the next morning. The End