Room Mates Part 16 

by Kim R. a.k.a. Mystic

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"I must possess you now!" Tuvok had said, and now he was. Harry's body
arched in divine pleasure feeling the passionate Vulcan fill him in a way he
never thought possible. He could feel the pounding of his prostate
correspond with the beating of his heart. "Yes, more! More! YES!!!" he cried
in the purest of delight.

Tuvok leaned in and not only gave him more, but kissed him deeply,
inserting his tongue in and out of Harry's mouth in the same rhythm. This
luscious Asian man drove a passion out of him that went deeper than the
impulse of pon farr, there was a spiritual connection that pushed through
the madness and directed him as he took claim to his mate. That was the
answer, Harry Kim was his mate even before the pon farr would have made it so. 

This conclusion and the feeling of the young man's body wrapped around him brought about an explosion that would have rocked Voyager had it been a phaser blast; this wasn't the end as it would have been, like it was with his wife. No, this was the beginning and his mind screamed out to complete
the mating.

He sat back; barely able to take in the beauty of his sated mate as he
slowly started to move in closer to him. He watched Harry shift, sitting up
and bracing himself against the wall of the bed, his eyes indicating he knew
what was going to happen next and welcomed it.

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//Damn that man! // Tom thought as he shifted around and sat on the top of
the bed and softly banged his head against the wall. //At least Harry got
what 'he' wanted, // Tom thought sarcastically. Then is dawned on him, just
when did it become something he wanted or Chakotay for that matter. This
whole thing started out because of one really intense wet dream, the next
thing he knows he's sitting here aroused as all hell and the man he desires
had his jollies and was now in the bathroom taking a shower.

//He wanted to teach you lesson, Paris. You should have seen this coming,// he thought, then laughed. "Seen this coming," he chuckled softly, as he leaned back against the wall and let out a deep sight. He felt something, a tingling, but in his mind. 

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//Damn that man! // Chakotay thought as he splashed more water in his face. He wanted to be inside Tom Paris so much and had waited so long, and inches, no less than inches away from having what he wanted and, "Damn that man," he cursed again in a whisper. //If only he stayed silent just a bit longer, his moans where like caresses to my soul, // he thought. However, the embarrassment of the situation was playing havoc with his pride. Just thinking of Tom was getting him aroused all over again; this in itself was pretty amazing for no one had tantalized him the way this young blond beauty had. //Oh, he is so beautiful, // he thought.

Another splash of water on his face and he looked into the mirror. // Who
you kidding, old man. // Chakotay continued to survey the slight gray in his
hair, the dark lines of age that were more than pressing on his face. //He's
probably out there laughing his head off, // he thought sourly.  "Can't hide
in here forever," he murmured, as he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around
his waist.

"Chakotay!"

The Commander whirled toward the door of the bathroom; Tom had screamed his name, but not in anger, but Pain? He burst into a sprint out of the bathroom to see Tom at the head of the bed, face pale, sweating profusely, his eyes dilated. "Tom!" he cried and moved to his side. 

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Harry was his, he knew it, and even Harry knew it. He was beyond any sense
of control, the only thoughts were claim his mate, first body and now soul.
His breathing was erratic as he laid his hand on the young smooth face of
his TeHula, the other on the wall to brace himself.

"Your thoughts are my thoughts. Your mind is my mind, you shall open all
that is you to me as I open all that is me to you," he said. The force of
his mental power matched his physical passion, for it flowed freely and
uninhibited. His goals draw in and open, merge, meld, and bond. Yes, Harry
was his.

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Chakotay was by Tom's side in a heartbeat. He placed his hand on the paling face and froze as he felt Tom reached a hand and touched his face. Tom's lips were moving, echoing words that were not his, but in his voice.

"Your thoughts are my thoughts. Your mind is my mind, you shall open all
that is you to me as I open all that is me to you," he said barley above a
whisper.

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"Our minds shall become one, we shall become one," Tuvok spoke, his husky
voice forceful, demanding.

Harry's eyes were wide, he felt himself being drawn from a realm of lone
darkness to a place where a storm of passions surrounded him, protected him, and loved him. In his mind's eye he was no longer in the bedroom but in an ancient Vulcan temple, pits of fire surrounded all four directions and the sky was streaking like lighting black and violet bolts of light. The air was
thin, and the temperature was hot. He had seen pictures of this place in his
Vulcan history class; it was a temple of joining. A part of him was afraid
as he turned to see that this place was isolated, and stone.

Tuvok felt the strain on him, but his attention was on his chosen, Harry.
He had brought the young man in, now was time to make the bond and seal it. He felt his extended power, and a part of him tried to pull back, but when
he felt Harry with in he no longer concerned himself with anything else. In
his minds eye he saw Harry turning, becoming afraid. "Do not fear, my
chosen." His words had gentleness unheard of by anyone on the ship, even by his long time friend Janeway.

Harry turned to see Tuvok walking toward him and eased his fear. "Were are
we?"

"We are in the core of my being, for I have drawn you here, and together we
shall make this place ours."

"Ours?"

"It will be the basis of our bond," Tuvok smiled, actually smiled.

Harry raised an eyebrow, then it all made sense to him. He understood now
how humans and Vulcans could have long lasting loving relationships, when to the world it was a choice of cold isolation. Here in this place, Tuvok would
not need to control his emotions. Here he and Tuvok would know the truth and share in that truth. Harry moved toward his love and embraced him, and as he did so the environment changed to resemble a warm, bright meadow in the Eastern Hemisphere of Vulcan, that apparently both found to be the place common to meet what would serve to be their sacred place of joining.

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"Our minds shall become one, we shall become one," Tom echoed.

Chakotay didn't know what was happening, he felt himself slipping,
traveling in his mind to a location that was drawing him. Having experienced
spiritual journeys, he kept his calm and focused on what was calling to him,
brining him forward, and when he looked he could see him. It was Tom?

Tom didn't know what was happening, he felt his mind tingle, then it filled
with a strong overwhelming, almost painful desire to be with his chosen. He
couldn't think clearly, but he could react and he cried out, surprising
himself that it was Chakotay's name he shouted. Now, he was no longer in his body, but in a place that looked like beautiful white clouds and blue skies and he could fly free, but he was lonely, and the sky seemed empty. 

Then he felt a shift, like a vibration and looked to see that were there was only sky there was now earth, ground, sea, mountains, and Chakotay. Like a bird he flew down but as he approached the ground he got scared he'd crash and started to pull up, but before he could move away he felt a hand on his leg pulling him down, but gently. He looked to see that Chakotay had grabbed him, but he knew would let go if he asked it. He didn't. Tom let himself be pulled into the big man's arms and for the first time he felt loved, wanted, safe. He wanted to stay, but then something else was happening, a force was pulling him back, away and he couldn't hold on he was being dragged away from his chosen. "No! I don't want to go! I want to be with you!" Tom shouted.

Chakotay had seen Tom flying like a golden bird, beautiful and free, but no
place to land and rest or take shelter. When he was close enough he saw the free spirit come to see what had arrived and was going to land, but at the last minute got scared and tried to flyaway. He knew he had to show Tom it was all right and reached out and reached out and held him by his leg, but would let go if Tom wanted him to. 

To his joy Tom did land and they both embraced as this feeling of freedom and live filled his soul. He didn't want to let go and could feel that Tom wanted to stay too, but something was now pulling the beautiful blond out of his arms. He could see Tom was struggling to stay and was ripped from his arms. "Tom!" he shouted. He could see the young man struggling to reach for him. He didn't know how, but he couldn't lose the man he loved. //I love Tom, // he finally admitted after all these years of denial. "Tom, let go and I will catch you!" he shouted.

Tom could feel the wave of love, //I love you too, // he thought. //Oh
heaven! That's it! I love, Chakotay! // With this realization he knew he
then had a choice, to deny or let go. Fall in love. He let go.

Chakotay saw Tom start to fall, his heart lurching with determination not
to let his love regret his decision. He had always been the strong-grounded
type, but it was a long way for his love to travel, the only way to make
sure Tom was safe was for him to let go and meet Tom half way. He then faced his demons about letting go and being free a battle that had to be quick, for his love was falling toward him and he needed to be there. Instead of taking time to think he did what he normally wouldn't do. He leaped.

Tom met Chakotay in the air and together floated back down to the earth, no demons awaited the older man, for he no longer feared letting go. He could see that Tom felt at home in his arms and he leaned in and kissed his chosen as their worlds merged into one.

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It was about 04:30 when Tuvok awoke, his TeHula in his arms, and felt the
sweet satisfaction of his love's being within him. To the world Vulcan's
claimed to be without emotions, but that was an exaggeration, for they
fought to control them from birth. Only their mate could experience what was inside and add or subtract to this condition. With his first wife, her being Vulcan it was a calm, logical union. With Harry, he felt all the ups and
downs, warmth, and coldness that made Humans unique. He looked down and though from years of training schooled his face, inside where they were one, he felt love.

He lay back down and felt the drain; this union was three times more
difficult than he had imagined. He started to go over what he might have
miscalculated the Vulcan logic side of him taking back its control over his
mind at the moment. He went over every step from beginning to end.. He
sprang up from bed as he saw it in his own mind.

"I have bonded Tom and Chakotay," he said flatly though his expression was
anything but.

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TBC