Disclaimer: Paramount, Viacom, yadda yadda yadda. You know the drill: they own 'em, I'm just borrowing them. Consider the characters in question adequately disclaimed. Warning: Only those over the magic 17 may continue reading past this point - rated NC-17 for sexual content. Summary: Tom's experience in sickbay gives him the opportunity to arrange a little adventure for himself, the Captain, and Chakotay. Note: This is the continuation of "Good, Clean Fun", the first part. It basically just sets the scene. The three of them remained that way for a short while, just soothing one another's heated flesh, breathing deeply. Then Paris took Kathryn's hand, leading her into the bedroom. Chakotay removed the last of his clothing and following close behind. He sat at the head of the bed, while Paris and Kathryn stood at its foot, leaning against the post, sated and spent, happy just to watch the others as they continued their lovemaking. Paris peeled the teddy from Kathryn's body, kissing her passionately as he did, kneading her breasts, the two of them breathing heavily again, the fire between them still burning strong. Paris was so hard now, his body aching, and he pushed Janeway to her knees on the bed roughly, stripping away the remainder of his clothing almost desperately. When he stood before her, his impressive erection rising from the nest of reddish-gold curls at the juncture of his powerful thighs, she took him in her mouth greedily, lathing his balls with her tongue thoroughly before covering his cock with her hot mouth. Paris groaned and growled ferociously, grabbing Kathryn's face in his strong hands, twining the soft strands of her hair around his fingers, holding her face close to him as she loved him. Tom tried to keep his movements slow, to let her take him into her mouth, rather than thrusting himself into her, but the repeated motion of her soft, small lips running over his hard erection, her tongue licking the moist head of his cock, was too much. Soon, he was panting, head thrown back, hips bucking forward. He held Kathryn's face in his hands and pumped into her willing mouth, straining to keep from choking her. Before long he knew he could hold back no longer. He pressed Kathryn onto her back, throwing her legs over his shoulders, lying down upon her so that she was totally open to him, pinned beneath his strong young body. He took both her slender wrists in one of his large hands, pulling her arms above her, grasping her breast in an almost painful but arousing grip. His mouth crushed hers, and when she could she gasped at him. "Tom, fuck me now. Come in me!" Tom grinned down at her through his desire, sprinkling little kisses across her sweaty brow. "Aye, aye, Captain," he whispered, liscenciously. Then, he positioned himself over her body...and plunged deep within her. Both of them cried out in immense pleasure. Tom, all restraint now gone from his body to be replaced by aching need, pumped furiously into the hot, sweet body beneath him. He moved within her - faster, faster, his balls banging against her pussy as he rushed towards climax, his grip on her breast and wrists becoming excruciating as he forgot his strength in the intensity of his pleasure. Kathryn welcomed both the pain and the pleasure, trying to meet his strong thrusts, crying out at the top of her lungs, and from his seat across the bed, Chakotay grimaced, wishing that the senior officers' quarters were soundproofed. "Yes, Tom...oh, yes!" Kathryn cried. And Tom's cries echoed hers. His thrusts intensified as he neared ever closer to his release. "Kathryn!...God...Oh, Kathryn..." finally, Tom's words died into a deep, primal groan and he yelled as his climax hit him, his erection jerking within Kathryn's body as it emptied its precious cargo. He collapsed heavily upon her, panting, his heart beating against hers, two wild, erratic patterns calming as they lay there, recovering from the passion of their coming together.