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Buns 3/3: The Bun Maneuver
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Subject: BUNS (3/3) The Bun Maneuver
Date: Sat Jun 17 07:40:31 1995
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BUNS Part 3
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Janeway showed up on the Bridge in an fitfully bad mood, with just
enough patience to hear what B'Elanna and Chakotay had to say
about the portal. It was good news. The location had been
identified and the portal was showing every indication of
remaining stable for at least another 24 hours. There should be
no problem flying the Millennium Falcon back through to the other
side. Leia and Solo, of course, would have to take their chances
as to what would be waiting for them but there was no other
choice.
"We're setting up the fly-through attempt to be ready in about two
hours." B'Elanna said.
"No!" Janeway countermanded forcefully, "I'd rather wait until
morning. 0800 hours will be fine. Lieutenant Torres, please see to
it that Mr. Solo knows the plans; I'll speak to the Princess. You
have the Bridge, Commander." Without any explanation as to why
she preferred to wait or where she was going, the Captain walked
off the Bridge.
************
Solo was killing time waiting for midnight, wandering around
until, almost by accident, he found himself at Leia's quarters.
He debated with himself whether messing around with that horny
Captain would ruin any hope of getting Leia, but decided it
wouldn't since Leia never seemed to care what he did. In any case,
it would all be over by tomorrow morning when he and Leia
returned to Hoth. As he stood by her door he spied her walking
down the hall and jumped in front of her, blocking the entrance.
"Well, hello PRINCESS, Would you like to invite me inside for a
late lunch? I'm veerrry hungry." He leered at her, smacking his
lips almost obscenely.
"Drop dead, Han. You really know how to annoy me. Why don't you
go find something useful to do. Like sticking your head out an
air lock."
"Come on now Leia, you think I'm irresistible, don't you."
"You know, Han, you keep saying that and it's not getting you
anywhere, so why don't you just give it up."
"I don't think so, not this time." He threw his arms around her
but she managed to wiggle out of his clutches just as Chakotay
was walking around the bend.
"Han, get lost. I'm busy," she said, grabbing an astonished
Chakotay by the shirt and planting a kiss on his mouth as her
hand pushed the bulge of his genitals.
Solo laughed to himself, wondering how many times she was going
to repeat the same stupid stunt. She already played that number
with Luke. It wasn't convincing then and it wouldn't convince
him now.
Except this time he WAS convinced. Chakotay was not Luke
Skywalker. He didn't care that Solo was watching. He responded to
Leia's touches by rubbing her breasts with his hands and ramming
his swelling penis against her. Still locked in the kiss,
Chakotay opened the door to her quarters and the two disappeared
inside, leaving Solo standing in the hall with his mouth open, in
shock.
Solo knew it was his own fault. As much as he felt like punching
his fist down this Chakotay's throat, he blamed only himself for
driving Leia to this point. What was wrong with him? She was
having sex with every X-Wing pilot in the Alliance, but had
refused all his advances. The hell with her, he said to himself,
she's not the only woman in the universe. Maybe he should tell
her about his "appointment" with the Captain this evening. That
might shake her up a bit.
Meanwhile, inside her quarters, Leia was suddenly not in such a
sexy mood. The whole episode with Han had disturbed her.
What was she doing with Chakotay? She could have Han but some
obstinate streak in her messed up every time.
"Chakotay, I'm not feeling well right now," she lied. "Please,
come back tonight - around midnight. I'll be waiting for you in
bed."
Chakotay could see something was wrong, and not knowing the cause,
he left her with a kiss and a promise to be back. He was going to
miss her very much when she was gone.
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After stalling a few minutes, Leia decided to risk leaving her
room. She wanted to walk around and expend some nervous energy
but she didn't want to meet up with either Chakotay or Solo.
She couldn't deal with male nonsense at the moment.
Seeing the coast was clear she set off in no particular direction
and ran smack into Captain Janeway. Over the past few days
Janeway had developed a sort of "motherly" attachment to Leia, and
was feeling a bit guilty about fooling around with Solo. She
didn't have to be psychic to know that beneath all the bickering
there was real affection hiding, waiting to get out. But, she
rationalized, all's fair in love and war and Leia had been
fucking Chakotay, anyway.
Putting her arm around Leia, Janeway tried the buddy approach. "I
was on my way to the ship's hair salon. Would you like to join
me."
"The hair salon?" Leia said, looking puzzled.
"Princess, I don't know how things are in your galaxy," she said
smiling at Leia, "but in this galaxy some of us have to get our
hair cut once in a while." Leia couldn't help laughing and agreed
to tag along; she didn't have anything better to do.
They were early for the appointment and Pierre, the hairdresser,
treated everyone as equals. You had to wait your turn no matter
what your rank. While they were sitting, Janeway asked Leia if
she found it annoying dealing with those big complicated buns
everyday; she herself had enough trouble with just her own little
regulation bun.
The floodgates were open; Leia spilled her guts to her new friend
Kathryn.
"These buns are a royal pain. I've only been wearing them on
Voyager because Chakotay loves them so much. He's visiting me
tonight and I sometimes think his motto is: No Buns, No Boff."
She regretted saying that as soon as the words were out; she
hoped the Captain didn't think she was crude.
Janeway didn't even notice Leia's language. She was thinking
about Solo and the Princess leaving tomorrow and decided it was
time for total honesty. She told Leia about her own plans for the
night. Leia was upset, not by Solo's behavior, but by her
stupidity in letting him slip away time after time. It became
clear to the women as they talked that both would prefer to be
with the other's lover for the evening.
Suddenly Leia's face lit up and she grabbed Janeway's shoulders,
looking deep into her eyes. Sparks of The Force flowed from her
fingers down Janeway's back.
"Kathryn, switch places with me tonight. All we have to do is
exchange hairdos. Chakotay and I hardly ever talk - you won't
have to say anything. If you have the lights off he won't know
the difference as long as he can feel the buns. And I'll finally
get to be with Han; I don't care if he thinks I'm someone else."
It took just a few seconds of silent deliberation for Janeway to
decide that this ridiculous scheme might actually work, and the
chance to spend a night with Chakotay was worth the risk.
"YES," Janeway said to Leia, anticipation overflowing in her
voice. "Let's do it. Try to sneak out of my room before morning
and meet me in the Ready Room. But whatever happens tonight, you
and Han must beam down to the Millennium Falcon by 0800 tomorrow
morning. B'Elanna has arranged for you to go back through the
portal."
The deal was made. The women sealed the pack with a hug, each
wishing the other luck. Leia was beside her self with joy. She'd
get a night with Han and then a chance to go home and set things
right. Janeway arranged for them, on her signal, to be internally
beamed out of the hair salon into each others quarters; there to
wait in hiding for the denouement of the grand plan.
Pierre walked into the waiting room. "Madame Captain, you are
next, s'il vous plait."
Janeway and Leia both smiled mysteriously at Pierre, who responded
with a quizzical expression. "Mesdames, is something wrong?"
"Pierre," Janeway said as the two women walked together into the
cutting room, "I've got a very special job for you today."
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At midnight, Chakotay arrived at Leia's quarters and let himself
in. The room was totally dark but he found his way to the bed.
He was too sexually aroused by the thought of Leia to worry about
whether the lights were on or off. Leia never talked much during
sex so he wasn't expecting a conversation; he just reached out
for the buns. As soon as he felt those big round orbs of hair his
erection got rock hard. Slipping out of his clothes he climbed on
the bed and spent a few minutes with the usual foreplay before
positioning himself between her legs.
So far, so good; the kissing and caressing had been marvelous but
Janeway was still very nervous that Chakotay would sense something
different and discover her. She had no intentions of ever telling
him about this deception, at least not until they were home and
she was no longer his CO. Although anxious, she was extremely
aroused and dripping from expectation. As she bent her knees, she
placed her feet by his hips to signal her readiness for
penetration, and waited impatiently for the thrill of the first
thrust.
Instead, Chakotay leaned over her and whispered, "Come on Leia, do
it; you know what I like."
OH NO!, Janeway thought to herself in a panic. What?
Do what? Give me a clue... Leia hadn't mentioned anything. Then
her mind flashed back to the scene she had witnessed in the rocky
knoll. Yes!
She sat up and gently took hold of his throbbing hard penis with
her lips.
"Leia, oh that's nice..., Leia, I really want to hear about your
world and the Rebel Alliance... I.... oh, yes... Oh..., I want to
know more about the Force and...hmmmmm...."
Crap! Janeway thought to herself as she worked his dick with her
tongue. With the real Leia he never says a word. With me he
wants to have a philosophical discussion. Janeway wondered if
Leia used some kind of Jedi mind trick to keep Chakotay quiet
during sex. In any case that was not an option for her and she
couldn't suck on him all night. Eventually she was going to have
to find other, more creative, ways to keep her mouth busy.
So far Janeway's romantic evening with Chakotay was not working
out as she had expected. She decided to take charge of the
situation and turn it to her advantage. The cock-sucking was just
not doing it for her. He was too distant. What she wanted was to
feel his strong body against hers and have him touch and arouse
her. She let go of his penis (did she detect a sigh of
disappointment?) and worked her mouth up his body with kisses.
When he tried to ask a question she quickly pressed her lips
against his and rubbed whatever was available (a hand, a leg)
against his erection.
She kissed his neck; she gave him a butterfly kiss on the eyelid;
she put her tongue in his ear; she dipped her fingers into her
cream and let him suck it off...
When she kissed his nipple she moved her hand to his testicles and
got one finger in his rectum. That drove him wild. All thought
of conversation was gone. He moved his hands all over her body
and gave her back as many kisses as she had given him. Janeway
knew she could relax and let their bodies' natural instincts take
over. Chakotay had moved on to a higher level of sexual
readiness. Even working in complete darkness he could tell what
she needed. Janeway was also ready for more. She maneuvered
herself underneath him on her hands and knees, and wisely thinking
ahead, she placed a few pillows by her face.
He got into position behind her and place the tip of his penis
right by the opening. She clenched her fists and drove her face
into the pillows. The moment he thrust in she let go a scream
that was completely muffled. Each thrust brought on another cry
concealed by the pillows. She was finding it increasingly hard to
breath but the lack of oxygen was heightening her arousal. After
just a few minutes, she came so hard her contractions almost
knocked him off but he stayed on long enough to finish, shooting
far inside her.
She collapsed almost instantly into sleep, partly from the climax
and partly from near-suffocation.
Chakotay wondered why nothing was flying around. Leia's orgasms
usually sent at least one piece of furniture on a spin around the
room. Maybe she'd finally gotten that Force thing under control.
He wrapped his arms around the woman next to him in bed and
drifted off to sleep.
Janeway woke up a few hours later and seeing that Chakotay was
fast asleep, she slowly got out of bed, got dressed (undoing the
buns), and left. She intended to spend the rest of the night
having dreams of contentment in her Ready Room.
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Solo entered Janeway's quarters and thought it was odd that the
room was pitch black. Maybe she's developed a sudden case of
modesty, he said, jokingly, to himself. As he started walking
towards the bed he tripped over something hard and sharp.
"Oh, shit!" he yelled in pain. "Would you mind, Kathryn, if I
turned on a light? I can't see a damn thing."
Leia was expecting this. The force of her mind erased the need to
see by guiding him to the bed. Her mental control made him forget
everything except getting undressed and satisfying her sexual
desire. She commanded him telepathically, "Han, smell my passion.
Taste my longing for you."
He threw himself like a madman onto the bed and dove immediately
and hungrily into her damp mound, flicking her excited clit with
his tongue. His hands were on the tops of her thighs, holding the
legs apart as she rocked with ever increasing delight. The Force
she released stroked his swollen cock, causing it to drip on the
bed with the fluids of his own arousal. To Solo it felt as if tiny
pleasure points were vibrating throughout his body. As Leia got
closer to climax, she was unable to control her frantic cries.
"Oh Han, Oh yes, yes... Han, that feels soooo good."
When Solo heard her voice, he abruptly stopped and lifted his
head.
"NO," she begged, trying to push his head back down, "Don't stop.
DON'T STOP NOW."
"Leia? Leia, is that you?"
She knew it was too late. The mind link was gone. He had
discovered her identity.
"Yes, Han. It's me. It's Leia."
He was feeling so many things at the same time that his brain was
close to overload. Where was Kathryn? What was Leia doing in
Kathryn's bed? In a sudden flash of understanding he realized
that Leia was here because she wanted him. He didn't ask for an
explanation; he didn't need to hear any words. He moved himself
beside her in the bed and pulled her close. It was not everyday
that Han Solo was overcome by his own emotions.
Leia, however, wanted to talk. She needed to break the awkward
silence.
"Well," she said with a sigh, "I guess it's obvious now how I feel
about you."
"You love me, don't you?"
"I suppose so."
"I know."
She threw him over onto his back, yelling and laughing at the same
time, "Why you conceited son-of-a-bitch! I'll show you who's in
charge here."
"Show me Leia" he said, smiling in the dark. "I'm dying for you to
show me."
She mounted herself on top of his still very erect penis and with
a wave of her hand turned on the lights.
"Good trick." He said, teasing.
"I have more." She answered, teasing back.
She sat completely upright on him, pressing her buttocks down so
that his penis went straight up to the tip of her womb. It was an
exquisite feeling. She rode him slowly for a few minutes and then
leaned over and kissed him.
"I want to see your face when you come." she said in a passionate
whisper.
Just hearing Leia say those words pushed him over the edge. She
watched as his face distorted into a silent scream, his mouth
wide open. Squeezing her thighs tight enough to leave welts, he
arched his back and ejaculated into her like a explosion. She
could feel the movement deep inside and let out a soft groan for
him, collapsing by his side. The Force could do many things but
it couldn't revive a man after such an orgasm. She just curled
up next to him and hoped someone would wake them in time. There
would be many other nights.
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"Commander Chakotay, this is the Captain. Please report to the
Bridge immediately"
Janeway was laughing inside at the thought of Chakotay waking up
in a panic and finding himself alone. She had spent a delightful
night in the Ready Room; reliving everything again and again in
her mind. She had also gone in person to get Solo and Leia. When
Leia didn?t show up in the Ready Room, Janeway deduced that
somehow the two had resolved their differences and stayed together
the whole night. When she found them in the morning, she knew she
had been right, and now the happy couple was looking forward to
returning to their own world.
Chakotay burst onto the Bridge. He wanted to take Leia aside and
ask what the hell had happened to her but there was no time. The
whole Bridge crew had already assembled. He shook hands with Solo
and from Leia he got a smile and a knowing wink.
As the group walked to the transporter room, Chakotay noticed that
Janeway's hair was hanging loose around her shoulders and was
slightly disheveled. He had never seen her looking like that.
"Did you have a rough night, Captain?" he asked playfully.
She just smiled at him.
- The End -
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