#st: voyager

[maliciousalice]

Gotta keep that command structure intact!

[crowfootwrites]

Day 20 is upon us and today it's our boy Vorik's turn to get lucky. 😉

Kinktober Masterlist

Taglist: @horta-in-charge

Day 20: Facesitting - Vorik x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Not Safe for Work, please no minors; facesitting; oral sex (f receiving) | Words: ~670 | Song: Beg for It - Iggy Azalea

The image was a fleeting one, flickering across your mind, then gone just as quickly as it had appeared. It wasn’t one of yours, you knew, based on the perspective - you gazed down at Vorik’s fingers tangled with yours on the couch before glancing up at him quizzically. 

A slow green blush crawled across his cheeks. He studied the PADD in his other hand diligently, but now you knew just how much his mind was wandering.

And to where.

You bit your lip before finding your voice. “We could try that,” you murmured.

Vorik looked up at you, surprise written on his normally stoic features. “Are you certain, Ashayam? You would enjoy that?”

You nodded, trying to appear confident despite the racing of your heart. A futile effort, since Vorik could read you like a book. “I think so,” you offered. “And I would definitely be happy to try it if you would enjoy it.”

Vorik shifted his hand that was cradled in yours, forming the ozh’esta with his fingers. Warmth filtered up your arm and you felt yourself relax, feeling safe and loved by your Vulcan partner. At that moment, it didn’t matter that you were lost in the Delta Quadrant and years from home. Home was with Vorik. 

Feeling emboldened, you shifted into his lap, straddling his thighs and clasping your arms behind his neck. Having been a quick study of the Human art of kissing, Vorik captured your lips with his, groaning deep in his throat as you quickly deepened the kiss, your tongue dancing against his. His hands skated desperately up your sides beneath your sleep shirt, his fingers grasping and urgent.

Before you knew it, Vorik had risen from the couch and maneuvered you to your shared bed in the next room, shedding clothes along the way. He settled himself in bed, leaving you kneeling above his torso. You could feel the hunger and impatience in your shared bond as he gazed up at you, his hands resting gently on your thighs. His mussed hair and kiss-swollen lips fanned the flames smoldering in your core. You bit your lip, feeling a trickle of nervousness that you quickly doused, dipping low for one last kiss from your lover before you shuffled your knees forward, your core soon poised above your partner’s face. 

You stifled a nervous giggle as you realized just how rapidly you had gone from this being a scene in Vorik’s mind to actually acting it out. You knew just what this looked like from his angle, having seen it already in your mind, your body undulating with pleasure in his fantasy. 

Vorik’s hands reached to your hips, lowering you slowly, almost reverently, over him. You grasped the headboard to steady yourself as Vorik swiped his tongue greedily through your folds. Your hips jerked in response, earning a low growl from the Vulcan below you. He pulled you down hard against him, plunging his tongue into you, your responding cry of pleasure flying from your mouth. 

Vorik worked at you like a desperate man, alternating between broad licks and sucking teasingly at your clit while his hands roamed freely across the expanse of your body. Your eyes closed in absolute pleasure, your hips finding their own rhythm rocking against him, no longer nervous or shy as you felt Vorik’s satisfaction through your bond. He worked you up towards your climax, pushing you closer towards your peak with every caress. 

Your muscles were taut like springs inside you, ready to snap, as one of Vorik’s hands fondled your breast, drawing a low moan from him below you. You came with unprecedented force, your shout of pleasure likely muffled to Vorik as your legs drew tight around his head reflexively. 

Yes, Ashayam, yes, he chanted through your bond, and you could feel his desire coursing through it. His strong hands held you steady as you came back to reality, your mind sluggish as you contemplated how best to make Vorik feel as good as he’d just made you feel.

[jone-slugger]

"This Borg has the potential of becoming a fine lesbian"

"I'll add her to my polycule"

[maintitle]

Janeway visibly, every single time Torres comes up with a truly genius solution to a problem:

😍😍 "very well done, torres." 😏😏

[bluejello]

A very happy birthday to @janetfraiser!! Here is a wild Stitch running around on Voyager causing chaos for you 🤗🤗

[fuckyeahstartrekprodigy]

ok i need to find a 18+/NSFW friendly discord for Star Trek: Voyager... does anyone know of one? if not... is anyone interested?

[troubleclefs]

take one (January 8th, 2023) vs. take two (January 26th, 2023)

maybe one day I'll draw something other than J7 but today is not that day

[lexisloops]

sometime the message a star trek episode is building to is really obvious but when the writing is good it doesnt even matter

[pilots-and-protons]

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Star Trek: Voyager Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Harry Kim/Tom Paris/B'Elanna Torres Characters: Tom Paris, B'Elanna Torres, Harry Kim, minor mention or appearances by, Kathryn Janeway, Chakotay (Star Trek), The Doctor (Star Trek), Neelix (Star Trek), Kes (Star Trek), Tuvok (Star Trek) Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Mutual Pining, Light Angst, Crash Landing, canon adjacent, Hurt Tom Paris, they think the feelings are unrequited, but they're all just being dumb, Friends to Lovers, Feelings Realization, medic tom paris, because I said so, Set season 3, important references to, Episode: s03e03 The Chute, Episode: s03e16 Blood Fever, Episode: s03e20 Favorite Son (Star Trek: Voyager), Episode: s02e15 Threshold (Star Trek: Voyager), Blood and Injury  

CHAPTER 8 IS NOW POSTED! 

I'm really proud because I've now written more than 35k words for this fic, which is the most I've ever written for a fanfiction (posted or otherwise).

[maliciousalice]

Making something very silly!!!! I can't wait for you all to see it!!!!! tee hee

[homewrecking-lore]

“You are one of my most valued officers, and you are my friend. It is vital that you understand me here...I need you. But I also need to know that I can count on you. You are my counsel. The one I turn to when I need my moral compass checked. We have forged this relationship for years and I depend on it.”

[zenosanalytic]

#And Thats Called Art !(via@sashayed)

like literally if i didn’t want to see some weird nonsense i wouldn’t be consuming scifi

[bluejello]

Let’s be real team

[geekysteven]

[kaerya]

This would have been so cool. And you know the name of the episode would have been Babel.

So I’m not entirely certain of what the state of non-Federation Standard languages are in Star Trek (and I know there are several episodes of Voyager that totally dispel my little scenario here but, listen, I still like this idea so bear with me) but I just think it would have been really cool if, during Voyager’s journey home the Universal Translator broke for an episode and suddenly everyone on board can’t understand each other because, as it would turn out, no one except maybe Janeway and Tom is fluent in Federation Standard. Like:

- B’Elanna speaks a combination of Spanish and Klingon and there is absolutely no rhyme or reason behind when she speaks which (that anyone else can tell, at least. She does have a pattern of when she uses certain words - usually based on whichever language she feels describes what she is explaining more accurately). Sometimes she switches mid-thought. Ayala speaks only in Spanish so the two of them buddy up during this episode and actually become stronger friends after this.

- Tuvok, obviously, speaks Vulcan. He didn’t think learning Standard was logical since the Universal Translators existed and he would rather spend his time learning more immediately useful skills. He and Vorik also speak slightly different dialects so conversations between them are a little slow since they have to untangle local metaphors and slight differences in their vocabulary. 

- Tom speaks Standard, but he picked up French in his time at the academy and actually preferred that so he has been speaking French the whole time. He can speak Standard but, quite honestly, his Standard has gotten just a little rusty and he keeps accidentally slipping back into French. He swears in English though.

- Chakotay is speaking his tribe’s language. He does speak enough Standard to get by, but it’s been a while so he’s out of practice. He also speaks a little Spanish, so he can somewhat converse with B’Elanna and Ayala. 

- Neelix, obviously, speaks Talaxian. 

- Janeway speaks Standard, but she swears in Irish Gaelic. She also understands a little Klingon (not enough to really keep up with B’Elanna), some Vulcan (again, not really enough to keep up with Tuvok) and, like, one semester’s worth of Modern Bajoran (not very helpful since there are so few Bajorans on board). She’s not having a good day and feels somewhat guilty about how heavily she has been relying on the UT over the years instead of studying her colleagues’ languages.

- Harry speaks Korean and a bit of Standard. The good news is that Tom and Harry know each other so well that they really don’t need to talk, they just kinda gesture at each other and know what’s going on. 

- Seven understands everyone perfectly because of her assimilated knowledge, except for Neelix. Turns out, he actually speaks some backwater dialect of Talaxian and the Borg did not assimilate anyone from his region so she’s only getting about half of what he says. Anyway, Seven ends up having to act as a translator during senior officer’s meetings, but she keeps shortening what people say and removing metaphors for the sake of efficiency and a lot of the meaning is lost in translation. This becomes a lesson for her in the art of poetry or something.

- It turns out the Doctor’s entire language matrix was built into the Universal Translator, so he is unable to speak or understand anything he says. B’Elanna ends up having to type coded signals to send into his matrix in order to communicate with him in any meaningful way. However, halfway through the episode, he discovers a Federation Standard Sign Language subroutine in his coding so he is able to sign with Seven (Sign Language can be interpreted by the UT, but the knowledge of how to actually sign was programmed into the Doctor himself since it is a non-verbal form of communication). The others end up picking up some of his signing as well and it becomes a really good way for everyone to communicate with each other quickly when Seven isn’t around.

- In the end, they fix the UT and everyone breathes a sigh of relief. Tom asks B’Elanna to teach him Klingon and Spanish and she says she will if he teaches her French. B’Elanna ends up making fun of how little sense French makes. Tom actually loves Klingon, but he’s bad at Spanish (even though it’s closer to French than Klingon is. Don’t try to figure Tom Paris out.) Janeway also asks to learn some of Chakotay’s language and he teaches her. They end up speaking in his language a lot after they get back to the Alpha Quadrant and spend time together away from technology and Starfleet. Neelix quickly becomes a fluent signer and pretty much constantly signs while he is also speaking.