Janeway: Generations Part 5
Title: Janeway: Generations (5/?)
Author: vicar_dibley
Rating: NC 17 (just to be on the safe side:-))
Fandom: Star Trek
Character/Pairing: Admiral Nechayev/Phoebe Janeway, Gretchen Janeway/Admiral Pulaski, Captain Janeway/Seven
Disclaimer: I do not own any of them.
Summary: Certain Starfleet officers take a certain interest in the females of a certain family.
Author's Note 1: It’s a different timeline and I took a lot of liberties with the characters, especially Admiral Nechayev. I can’t help it; I always kind of liked her. Hope you enjoy it. Comments are very welcome.
Author's Note 2: There is a special treat for my dear friend Margit. Enjoy it, you asked for it :-); it´s the first time I´ve ever written a sex scene. I hope you like it, although I am quite sure it is not what you expected LOL
Janeway: Generations
5
Alynna must have fallen asleep on the couch because the slamming of the front door let her shoot up on the couch.
“Mom, are you in the kitchen?“ Phoebe’s voice echoed through the house.
“Phoebe?“ Alynna called out.
Following the Admiral’s voice to the living room, Phoebe found the older woman on the couch, rubbing sleep from her eyes. Phoebe couldn’t help but smile at the gesture, it was adorable to see the unapproachable and battle hardened Admiral Nechayev rubbing her eyes like a five year old.
“Sorry“, Phoebe grinned sheepishly. „I didn’t mean to wake you.“
“It’s all right.“ Alynna waved the apology off.
“Where is mom?“ Phoebe sat down on the opposite end of the couch.
“At the opera.“
“Oh?“
“Why are you here? I thought you wouldn’t be back until Monday.“ Alynna was surprised.
“Yeah, I know. But I was able to get everything off my hands earlier and I need to get back to work here again, I am already behind. So, here I am.“
“Are you hungry?“ Alynna asked while she was getting up.
“I’m starved.“ The younger woman sighed, leaning her head back and admiring the Admiral’s retreating figure. Not bad and those jeans looked damn good on her. Phoebe subconsciously knew it was more than the mere appreciation of an artist. But right now was neither the time nor the place to ponder on it and she was too tired for deeper contemplation of her thoughts.
She finally followed the older woman into the kitchen, where Alynna heated up Gretchen´s famous shepherd’s pie.
They sat together and ate, conversation was more comfortable now between the two of them. There were a lot of topics the Admiral was interested in and Phoebe was always slightly surprised to find the older woman knowledgeable in art, history and literature. By and by Phoebe had to admit that her mother had been right, there was a whole lot more to Alynna Nechayev than meets the eye. Sadly enough though, everything too personal was always left out from their conversations. To get Alynna to talk about her feelings was like pulling teeth. It frustrated Phoebe beyond believe that, like she had suspected, this woman would only talk about her feelings under the threat of death. Sighing, Phoebe wasn’t ready to give up but for today she was simply too damn tired to even try. A subject change was in order.
“You know, come to think of it, mom didn’t mention that she would go to the opera.“
“She didn’t?“ Alynna was really surprised, knowing how close mother and daughter were. “Strange, because I’m quite certain Kate had asked her before you left.“
“What?“
“Yes, I believe your mother said something along the line of ...“
“Hold on a minute!“ Phoebe raised her hand and interrupted Alynna mid-sentence.
“What do you mean by Kate had asked her? Are you trying to tell me that my mother and Kate Pulaski are out on a date?“
“You didn’t know?“
“No!“ Phoebe was beyond herself. How could that be? Kate and her mother? This was so not happening.
“And you let them?“
“I beg your pardon?“ Alynna was taken aback.
“How could you?“ Phoebe was pacing through the kitchen now, waving her arms and muttering to herself. Putting her hands on her hips she came to a stop in front of the Admiral pointing a finger at the older woman and giving her a piece of her mind.
“You knew, why didn’t you tell me? And how could you let them go? I mean, what is that supposed to mean? My mother was married to my father for goodness sake. How can she? I can’t believe this is happening.“
“Why not?“ Alynna asked softly, successfully putting a stop to the wild accusations and ravings of the younger woman.
“Because, because... she’s my mother.“ Phoebe stubbornly insisted, already running out of steam and slowly realising the foolishness of her arguments.
“And she is also a woman with wants and needs. You are an artist, you are supposed to be a sensitive person. Didn’t you catch up on them?“
“No“, Phoebe had to admit, embarrassment colouring her voice, “I didn’t, I was too busy disliking you.“
That got a full hearty laugh out of the Admiral which in turn caused Phoebe to blush and laugh at her own foolishness. When they regained their composure, Phoebe could think straight again.
“You are Kate’s friend. Do you think she, you know...“
“Phoebe, believe me when I say, Kate had never been so serious about anything in her life like she is about her feelings for your mother.“
“Really?“ Phoebe suddenly sounded like the little girl, she felt like all of a sudden. It was confusing as hell, hearing your mother was having a date with someone who was not your other parent.
“Really.“ Alynna assured her.
“It’s just, mom has never dated anyone since dad’s death. It feels strange. I like Kate and I want mom to be happy, but it feels strange.“
“I suppose it does.“
“Yeah, well, I should leave, I’m tired and I need to sleep.“ Phoebe ran out of the house and left a bewildered Alynna behind. After Phoebe’s hasty departure Alynna gathered the dishes, put them in the dishwasher and climbed the stairs to her room.
Sitting next to Kate in the hovercraft on their way back to the farm, Gretchen had a dreamy smile on her face. She had thoroughly enjoyed their evening at the opera and the romantic dinner afterwards. Kate had been very attentive and charming, it had been better than she had imagined it would be. Everything had been perfect and Gretchen found she didn’t want to end their evening so soon. Ever since their friendship had turned into a romance Gretchen had wondered about the physical aspect of their relationship.
So far nothing had happened except for kisses and embraces, but somehow she knew this could be the night. Kate was very reluctant to take their relationship further so it was up to her to make the next step. Putting a gentle hand on the other woman’s thigh next to her was the first hint of what she had in mind.
Helping Gretchen from the hovercraft Kate didn’t let go of her hand when they climbed the stairs to the front door. Leaning down to kiss the other woman good night, Kate was surprised by the passion of the kiss.
“I want you to stay.“
Holding out her hand, Kate took it and together they entered the dark and silent house.
Gretchen led her upstairs and down the hall to her bedroom, where a king size bed with a wooden headboard and crisp white sheets was inviting them in.
Looking at the bed Kate swallowed heavily, suddenly afraid Gretchen might find her lacking. Turning towards her lover who softly closed the door, Kate was mesmerised by the vision that was Gretchen Janeway.
“Darling, are you sure this is...” Kate started to voice her insecurities only to be stopped by a gentle finger on her lips.
“I am.” Gretchen confirmed with a low husky voice. Replacing her finger with her lips she tried to put all the passion and love she felt for Kate into this kiss.
Gretchen moaned into her lover´s mouth when she felt Kate´s hands gliding into her hair tenderly pulling out the pins that held her hair up, letting it fall freely to her shoulders.
Trailing her lips from Gretchen’s mouth over her jaw to her ear.
“You are so beautiful, my love.” Kate whispered into her ear.
Kate nuzzled her throat, while Gretchen craned her neck giving Kate better access. Nipping at a soft earlobe Kate returned to the other woman´s mouth giving it all the attention it deserved. Her hands softly scratched Gretchen’s scalp and started to descend down her back drawing the woman in her arms impossibly closer.
Breaking apart when air became an issue they looked at each other with so much love and adoration they thought they would drown in each other´s eyes.
Sensing something in Kate´s gaze Gretchen put her palm against Kate´s cheek.
“What is it, love?”
Suddenly feeling shy, Kate dropped her eyes feeling a blush creeping up.
“I´ve never been with a woman before. What if ...”
Gretchen stopped her again with a kiss. “Neither have I. It´s new for both of us then. Don´t worry, we love each other, everything will be wonderful, just like you are.”
Not needing any further assurance, Kate put all reluctance aside and started to kiss Gretchen with new found self-confidence. Slowly they started to undress each other, taking their time and trading even more kisses. When they stood in front of the other only dressed in their underwear they took each other in. Touching with eyes, hands and soft lips.
Kate guided Gretchen towards the bed and laid her down tenderly on top of the sheets. Laying down next to her lover Kate peppered Gretchen´s shoulder with kisses while her hand stroked down the other woman´s left arm.
Her mouth finally wandered over Gretchen’s cleavage while her fingers worked open the front clasp of her lover´s bra. Getting the garment out of the way, Kate´s lips finally closed over the left nipple, eliciting a low moan from Gretchen.
Alternating between her lover´s breasts Kate couldn´t get enough of them, she sucked and licked with abandon not wanting to stop and neither did Gretchen if the wonderful sounds she made were any indication.
But Kate wanted more, she wanted everything her lover had to give. She kissed down Gretchen’s slightly rounded belly circling the belly button with her tongue and drawing even further downwards. Putting a kiss on the fabric of Gretchen’s panties, Kate slid two fingers under the waistband, slowly sliding it down and peppering the newly exposed skin with soft kisses. When the undergarment had gone Kate put another kiss to the short curles, covering Gretchen´s mound.
Hovering over her now completely naked lover Kate couldn´t help but admire the body of the woman she loved. Gretchen was beyond beautiful, at 61 Gretchen Janeway was the most gorgeous woman Kate could think of.
“Kiss me”, Gretchen held Kate´s head between her hands guiding her to her lips. Exchanging hungry kisses, Gretchen felt Kate´s hand trail down her belly and stroking her hips.
Gliding with her hand between strong thighs Kate softly nudged Gretchen´s legs apart.
Her lover´s hand tenderly stroked Gretchen´s inner thighs, getting steadily closer to her wet and hot centre.
“Please, darling, I need you”, Gretchen whispered against Kate mouth.
Tipping two fingers into Gretchen’s wetness, Kate carefully entered her lover with two fingers causing Gretchen to moan in delight. Starting a slow but steady rhythm Kate enjoyed the feel of her lover, she delighted in the sounds Gretchen made.
“More!”
Adding another finger Kate felt another rush of wetness bathing her hand. Gretchen’s muscles were straining she was fast approaching orgasm. When Kate´s thumb stroked over her lover´s clit Gretchen came shouting her name into the night.
Gently withdrawing her fingers from her lover Kate brought her fingers to her lips to lick them clean. Returning to Gretchen’s side Kate saw tears running down Gretchen´s face.
Wiping away the tears with gentle fingers Kate was distraught by this, already berating herself for some unknown carelessness.
“Oh, darling, did I hurt you? Please, forgive me, I didn´t mean to. I´m sorry if I got to excited, but you were so beautiful and I...”
“You have done nothing wrong, darling, and you have certainly not hurt me. You don´t have to apologise for anything.” Gretchen soothed her lover. “It was just a very emotional moment. You were wonderful.”
“I love you.” Kate looked deep into Gretchen’s eyes.
“I love you too, my darling”, Gretchen smiled. “Now I believe it is my turn.”
Using the moment of surprise to her advantage Gretchen flipped Kate over and started to learn her lover´s body quite thoroughly throughout the night.
They made love until exhaustion claimed them and they fell asleep in each other´s arms.
It didn’t surprise Alynna at all that she was, for once, the first to be up and around next morning. Having made a large pot of coffee for three she sat and enjoyed her silent breakfast until she heard Gretchen’s footsteps on the stairs.
Shortly after the older woman entered the kitchen, only clad in an ankle length bathrobe, her hair still slightly mussed from sleep but otherwise looking absolutely radiant. The Admiral had to smile, Gretchen looked every inch the woman in love that she was.
“Good morning“, Alynna couldn’t keep the smile from her voice.
“Morning, dear. Oh, you made coffee!“
Pouring herself a mug Gretchen took a seat opposite her guest.
“I take it Kate is joining us for breakfast?” Alynna asked teasingly.
“Yeah, she will be here shortly.” Gretchen had the good grace to blush.
“Good, I´m sure she could use something substantial. She has to keep her stamina, if last night was any indication.”
Gretchen blushed even harder, looking down at the smooth table surface, feeling like a teenager having been caught making out. Goodness what was wrong with her? She was a grown woman, old enough to have grandchildren. Women her age didn´t blush like 16 year olds.
“Hey”, Alynna´s soft voice broke through her musings. “I didn´t mean to embarrass you, although blushing suits you.”
Sighing at herself Gretchen looked at her guest´s sincere face finding only understanding there, Gretchen felt safe enough to talk about it.
“Everything is just so new and I didn´t really think about you being down the hall and...”
“And you shouldn´t have! You are in love and you are happy that´s all that matters.”
“Thank you.” Gretchen was surprised at the Admiral´s words.”
“You sound surprised,” Alynna observed with a sad smile. “Contrary to common believe, I do have a heart.”
“That´s not...”
“I know, Gretchen”, the Admiral forestalled the apology she knew was coming “I´m not the easiest person to get to know but even I can be kind. But don´t tell anybody, it could ruin my reputation.”
“I wouldn´t dare”, Gretchen laughed, “we can´t have that, everybody knowing that Admiral Nechayev is a warm and caring person, can we?”
“Absolutely not”, Alynna agreed in all seriousness.
“Anyway you should know something”, Alynna changed the subject before their conversation turned any more personal or emotional.
“Phoebe returned yesterday and she knows about you two.“ Alynna actually felt bad for having spilled the beans, but how was she supposed to know that she had to keep it from her.
“How?“ Gretchen whispered worriedly.
“It slipped but I thought she already knew. I’m sorry.“
“It’s okay. It is not your fault. How did she react?“
“At first not so good, but then she got a grip of herself. I guess her first reaction was due to her tiredness and frustration over the events in Paris. When she thought about it she came to realise that she wants you to be happy and if Kate does that for you she will be fine with it.“
“Are you certain?“ An anxious Gretchen needed reassurance.
“Quite so, don’t worry.“
This was the moment when a freshly showered Kate Pulaski joined them, greeting Gretchen with a soft kiss to her lips she took Gretchen’s mug and drank her lover’s coffee. Gretchen had her arm wrapped around her waist with her head leaning against Kate’s belly enjoying the warmth and nearness of her lover.
“Is everything all right?“
“Phoebe knows about us, love.“ Gretchen informed her with a wry smile.
“How?“
“It was my fault, I spilled the beans.“ Alynna admitted freely.
“No“, Gretchen couldn’t allow the other woman to blame herself. “It is not. I should have told her long ago.“
“Is she okay with it?“ Kate worried for her lover’s relationship with her daughter.
“According to Alynna she is.“
Sensing their need for privacy, Alynna got up and put her dishes into the sink. It was time for her daily routine and thinking about the whole situation she made an offer.
“Listen, I’m heading out for my walk. I go by Phoebe’s house, I can tell her to come over so you can talk to her.“
“Would you do that?“
“No problem.“
“Thank you!“
“You are welcome.“
Leaving the house the Admiral guided her path towards the residence of the youngest Janeway, wondering how she would react when she heard of her mother’s nightly endeavour. Well, no time like the present to find out.
It took the Admiral half an hour to reach the artist’s house, still within the grounds of the Janeway estate. The house was a combination of modern functionalism and old fashioned cosyness. Ringing the bell Alynna knew she probably had to wait a while before Phoebe would let her in, knowing the younger woman often worked through the night and when she had arrived yesterday evening fatigue had been clearly visible on her face.
When Phoebe finally did open the door exhaustion was still visibly on her face alongside with surprise and annoyance. Annoyance for the early hour and surprise to find Admiral Nechayev on her doorstep.
“Good morning, may I come in?“
“Huh?“
Rolling her eyes at the younger woman’s sleep fuzzy brain she repeated her question and was permitted to enter.
Following the artist Alynna got a good look of perfectly shaped legs and swaying hips noticing that Phoebe obviously slept in the nude because it was perfectly clear that she wore nothing underneath her silk robe.
Swallowing heavily the Admiral resigned herself to her fate of looking at a nearly naked beautiful sleep dazzled young woman. Heat was coursing through her body, now was certainly not the best moment for her libido to get up from its deathbed. She had to deal with it, if anybody could it was her, they didn’t call her the Ice Queen for naught. Successfully she forced her emotions back into their cage and firmly locked the door. So when Phoebe turned and looked expectantly at her no sign whatsoever showed her recent slip of control.
Cool blue eyes looked at Phoebe and the artist felt herself shiver at the impassive and icy gaze from the Admiral. Running one hand through her messy hair Phoebe wondered again if this woman could feel anything at all. Alynna Nechayev could be charming, funny and witty if she wanted to, but there was no hint of deeper emotions, at least not for another human being. Then she remembered what her mother had said about books and covers. Still, Phoebe could by no means fathom how this could apply to the woman before her.
Sighing at her musings Phoebe chased away her distracting thoughts and got back to the here and now.
“What brought you to my house at this ungodly hour?“
Raising an eyebrow at the younger woman’s phrasing Alynna wanted to get on with the reason for her visit and leave.
“Your mother asked me to come by. She wants you to meet her and Kate at the house.“
“She could have simply left a message, it’s the 24th century after all.“
“Maybe she wasn’t ready.“
“And what do you mean she and Kate?“ Phoebe was getting irritated. When it finally hit her she clamped her hand over mouth, her eyes getting big and all she could manage was a mindless stutter.
“Oh, my god... you mean... they have... after the date... how could they... this is so... oh dear.“
“Very eloquently put“, Alynna couldn’t keep the sarcasm from her voice. “I couldn’t have said it better.“
When nothing else came, Alynna decided to take her leave.
“I told you what I have come for. I’ll be on my way then. See you later, I suppose.“
Turning to leave the Admiral was stopped by a hand on her lower arm. She felt the warmth penetrate her shirt and shot the younger woman a warning glance who retracted her hand so fast as if she had been burned.
“Sorry“, Phoebe didn’t really know why she was apologising. It wasn’t as if she had thrown the other woman on the living room floor and ravished her. She had just touched her arm, no reason to kill with a glance. The Admiral had a serious problem.
“Wait, please. Would you awfully mind if I accompany you on your walk?“
“Of course not“, Alynna crisply answered, when all she wanted to do was leave and get as much distance between herself and the artist as possible.
“Great, thanks.“ Phoebe happily chirped before she ran from the room to get ready.
TBC