Last time --

As the soft flesh withered and then grew hard under his fingers, a telepathic impression leapt back from his touch.  It took a longer time for the realization to finally permeate his fevered brain. 

He had just initiated Ponn Farr with Tom Paris.  

And now,

Part 13 of Room Mates
By KayTrek

Tuvok froze in shock.  Paris was clearly Commander Chakotay's mate -- the
gossip had been all over the ship, even if he had not twice apparently
interrupted their mating himself the evening before.

But Pon Farr still raged in his veins.  He threw the covers off the love
bunny underneath, deciding that he could live with blue and gold rather than
golden skin and dark eyes.

But the moment's hesitation was enough for Tom.  He had finally talked Harry into letting him switch places with him -- or actually, Harry had talked
B'Elanna into letting him sleep on the Captain's couch.  B'Elanna had refused
to let Tom into the Captain's quarters, but thought that Harry was
trustworthy.  So Tom had fled immediately to Tuvok's cabin to hide from the
wrath of Chakotay -- only to be groped and manhandled by a horny Vulcan with a nine-inch third eye.  Tom had had enough.

"Get off me!  You might be Harry's 'Daddy', but you aren't mine!" Tom yelled,
and bolted for the door.  Unfortunately for him, Tuvok, although confused by
the opening hormonal rush of Pon Farr, was much faster.

As a result, as Chakotay came down the corridor towards his cabin, thunderous in demeanor, he was greeted by a naked Tom Paris fleeing Tuvok's quarters in obvious horror, and a naked and aroused Vulcan chasing him and tackling him in the middle of the corridor.

In the meantime, doorways up and down the hall had popped open, people
looking for the source of the blood-curdling screams coming from Tuvok's
quarters.

Damn, thought Chakotay, as he froze, amazed, in the middle of the corridor,
staring at the scene before him, not only is Tom a prick tease, he's a slut
too!  Letting the whole ship think he slept with Chakotay, and now here he
was with Tuvok all over him.

But then Chakotay realized the truth of the situation.  Tom had been fleeing
from Tuvok, who quite apparently was in the beginning throws of Pon Farr,
from the sweat rolling off the finely chiseled muscles to the immense
erection to the mad lust-filled eyes.  For a moment, Chakotay was tempted to leave Paris to his fate, or even take his place . . . but then equal parts
decency and territorialness kicked in.

"Take your hands off of him, Tuvok," Chakotay growled, grabbing the Vulcan's shoulders with his hands and pulling him off of the quaking Tom on the floor. 

"Fight, fight!" came a faint chant from down the hallway, until B'Elanna
appeared in the Captain's doorway.

"What is with you freaks!  Get back in your cabins," she shouted, and the
crew members decided it was safer _not_ to watch the show being put on by
their senior officers.  Ayala, who had been called from the security office
by the disturbance, slowly came up the hallway, unsure of how to deal with
the situation.

"Oh, Miguel, go back to the brig, I'll handle these boys," B'Elanna growled. 
"Harry, get out here!"

"What?" said Harry, appearing at the Captain's door in his night shirt, with
his night mask pushed up on his forehead.   Ayala, now knowing he had seen much too much, left as quietly as he came.  But no one expected him to speak anyway.

"Here, Tuvok.  Here, Tuvie, Tuvie. Your little love pillow is right here,"
B'Elanna said in an overly sweet voice, pushing a protesting Harry down the
hall.  Tuvok, turning, saw Kim and uttered a guttural sound, grabbing Harry
and pushing him against the wall as he pushed up Harry's nightshirt.

"Don't begin to think I'm done with you, Paris," Chakotay barked, finally
noticing that Tom had begun to slink away down the hall.  B'Elanna just stood by smirking.  He grabbed Tom by the arm and began to drag him towards his quarters.

Suddenly, the Captain's door slid open again, and a weak Kathryn leaned on
the doorway.  "Just what the hell is going on on my ship?" she asked, seeing
all of her senior officers clustered in the hallway, several still naked, and
one being stripped as she watched.

TBC