By Coral
Disclaimer: It could be contested that Paramount owns a few words from this...
A stolen moment. The bridge deserted due to a crisis elsewhere. They took their chance.
They should've been busy elsewhere, but the chance to ride in the Captain's Chair was too tempting. The danger, the fear of being caught, the thrill of the forbidden: it all added to the mood, and they had the fastest, most passionate sex they'd had in months.
They kept going until they heard the turbolift doors open behind them; activating the transporter beam, whisking them away to safety...
Leaving only crumbs in Janeway's chair to show the tribble and the biscuit had ever been there.
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