Title: Regular G
Author:Tauna (blktauna@shawstudios.com)
Series: VOY
Part: 2/?
Rating: G
Codes: P/K
Summary: Harry and Tom get back to business after their interrupted Zero G experience.

Archive as you will. I'd love to know if you enjoyed it. Constructive criticism is welcome. Flames are not.

**Disclaimer**
Paramount owns Tom and Harry, I just play with them. Remember People, this is fantasy.
You should be over 18 and not offended by two boys in love to read this.

Regular G (VOY, P/K, NC-17 )
by Tauna

"Thomas Eugene Paris you will bring me clothes and you will bring them NOW!"

Harry stood naked in the entrance to Jeffries Tube B24. Tom jumped at command his voice carried. He scurried off and was gone for several minutes, leaving Harry to look nervously around him. When he returned, Tom dangled a scrap of fabric that could loosely be described as underwear in front of him. Harry's eyes blazed.

"Grrrr."

He stomped his naked foot soundly on the deck. Tom smothered a laugh and quickly ducked away. Harry stood and cursed wildly in all the languages Tom had taught him to curse in. Moments later Tom returned, this time with a pair of sweatpants. Harry snatched them out of his hands and quickly stepped into them.
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"It was Ayala! I know it was! He told her!" Harry snorted, banging on the adjoining wall as he stomped back and forth across their quarters.

Tom lounged on the couch admiring the view. As delicious as Harry had been when he first boarded Voyager, he was even more beautiful now. Tom mused that Harry not only had the best ass in the delta and gamma quadrants, but was at least in the top five for the alpha and beta quadrants as well. All this so beautifully displayed stomping back and forth in skintight red sweats. His eyes drifted over Harry's bare chest. His body had matured to a subtle athleticism that Tom was continually appreciating, as closely as possible. One of the bonuses of their years together was that the older Harry got, the less conservative he became. Ensign Kim would never have stalked around with no shirt, not even alone. That was not the case any longer.

"Har. Lets get back at them."

"What?" Harry snapped out of his grumbling and stared at Tom.

"We'll get them back. You forget, you live with the Master of Paybacks." Tom smiled angelically, "But, I think there's something that needs finishing before we get into that."

Harry stared at him with a small remnant of that clueless ensign face of so many years ago. Tom laughed and swooped up from the couch. He slipped his arms around Harry's waist, pulling him closer. His lips attached themselves firmly to Harry's, his tongue sliding in and around Harry's mouth. Tom's hands travelled over Harry's back, enjoying his velvet skin and smooth muscles. Harry's hands traveled over Tom in a similar fashion. After a few moments, Tom separated his lips from Harry's.

"Mmmm. As I remember, I got mine, but you didn't get yours." Tom chuckled as his lips began to travel over the tender flesh of Harry's neck.

Tom slid down Harry until he was on his knees. His lips grazed lightly over Harry's flesh, leaving small quivering spots in their wake. He looked up, invitingly, licking his lips. Harry grinned evilly. Knowing Tom as he did, Harry knew what that inviting look stood for. His blood churned in anticipation. Suddenly, Tom burst into motion. He jumped upwards, grabbing Harry around the waist. He tried valiently to throw his lover over his shoulder but, instead they ended up in a squealing pile of limbs two steps away from the edge of their bed.

"Damn these knees!"

Harry was bright red. He was laughing so hard Tom thought he might choke.

"Tom, I told you to let the Doc fix that," he weezed.

Tom's eyes narrowed. He stood stiffly. He glowered over Harry's choking form.

"If I weren't on them all the time, maybe they'd get better."

Harry's nose wrinkled up and he wiped the tears from his eyes.

"But Tom, such talent and enthusiasm should not be wasted..."

Harry extended his hand to Tom who took it and yanked him back into his arms. Harry melted against Tom, kissing him slowly and exactly as he liked it. Tom walked him backwards until they fell onto the bed together. Their lips separated with a "woof". Tom's reattached themselves quickly, toying with Harry's ear. Harry's simply parted to let noises of enjoyment escape. Tom's hands roamed freely, then settled on trying to get Harry out of the sweatpants. They were removed with practised ease. His mouth slid hungrily over every inch of Harry's chest, then down his stomach and farther still to chew on the hip. He flung the pants aside, happy to see Harry was enjoying himself as much as he was.

"Ungh, oh yes! your mouth... oh!"

Tom swirled his tongue around the tender morsel in front of him.

"Geez Har, and you used to be so shy..."

Harry swatted Tom on the head. Tom chuckled, then proceeded to engulf Harry's cock. Harry let out a sigh of pure pleasure. He bucked and squirmed as Tom's tongue swirled swiftly over the head and the sensitive underneath spot. Tom sucked lightly at first, then with more vigour. He ran his teeth up and down until Harry was a screaming wreck underneath him.

"Oh MY GOD!"

Harry's hips left the bed. Tom's hands gripped his thighs to try to keep him from bucking away. He sucked alternately hard and soft until he could feel Harry shaking with impending orgasm. He pulled back a bit and swirled his tongue one last time. Harry came with a lusty shout. Tom tried very hard not to swallow, he had plans... Harry dropped back to the bed panting. Tom rolled him over. One long finger teased the rim of Harry's anus. Harry pushed against it in agreement. Tom almost grinned in anticipation. A bit of Harry's cum dribbled out. Tom coated his finger and slipped it in. Harry moaned beautifully. He squirmed equally beautifully, hurrying Tom's finger along. Tom smacked him on the ass and mumbled. Harry snickered but slowed. His moans increased with the second finger. He felt Tom move between his legs. He shivered with anticipation.

"C'mon!" Harry's voice was rough.

Tom hoisted Harry's hips until his butt was well up in the air. He spit some of Harry's cum into his hand and lubed his own cock liberally. Then he leaned down and let the rest dribble over Harry's ass. He eased his way into Harry's tight ass.

"Oh God this is good" They purred simultaneously.

Tom gripped Harry's hips firmly and started off slow. The pleasure mounted in him swiftly and he was finding it difficult not to push. Soon Harry was grinding back on him.

"Faster!"

Tom heard Harry's voice drifing in over his own fog. He gleefully obliged. They both became no more than raw nerve endings seeking release. Tom felt the clench of Harry's cheeks and it sent him over the edge. He came to spots in front of his eyes and a half breathed "Harry". He slid forward onto Harry's back. They both perched in precarious balance until they caught their collective breaths.

"Tom... Tom, shift left."

Tom obliged and slid onto the bed. They spooned up against one another. Harry wiped sweaty hair away from Tom's forehead. His lips nestled up close to Tom's ear.

"You still owe me one." he breathed.

Tom grunted. He reached back and swatted Harry on the leg.

"I thought I lived with the Master of Paybacks?" Harry poked.

Tom swatted him again.

"So when are you going to pay me back? You of all people should know I'm not good for two in a row anymore..."

Harry was interrupted by Tom's snickers. "Har... I'll pay you back... just you wait..."

He grabbed at the covers and Harry, winding all three of them together.

"Just let me think some." Tom murmered before drifting off.

Harry smiled. His payback would be fun but he was not to sure about what was in store for B'Elanna and Ayala.

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