Scientific Method- A More Passionate Ending, by Niomi (P/T, 
rated NC-17)

SUMMARY:  This is intended to be a continuation from the end 
of Scientific Method.  The ending was good, but so much more 
was implied.  So, here's my take on what transpired later 
that evening. (P/T, NC-17)

CAUTIONARY NOTES:     This work of fiction is RATED NC-17.  
If you are under 18 please do not read further.  If graphic 
descriptions of m/f sexuality are not your cup of tea, don't 
read this either.  I'm off the hook, I warned you.

GENERAL DISCLAIMER:  Everything Star Trek, including 
characters and episodes belong to Paramount, Inc. and 
Viacom.  I'm only borrowing their characters and stories.  
Please don't sue.

It seemed to me that Tom and B'Elanna had shared some 
passionate moments between "Revulsion" and  "Scientific 
Method", however, I thought that they had not become too 
intimate just yet.  All comments and criticisms are 
appreciated and can be sent to NiomiP@aol.com.  Please be 
constructive, this is my first real fanfic.

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Tom said in a husky whisper, "Well, I for one can't wait to 
see how this experiment turns out." And moved to kiss 
B'Elanna again.  They continued for a few moments with the 
same soft but passionate kiss and then broke from each 
other.  B'Elanna looked directly into Tom's eyes and began 
to see, perhaps for the first time, what was there behind 
them.  This observation made her catch her breath for just a 
moment.  Tom asked her "everything all right?", and she 
averted his gaze briefly and answered, "Just took my breath 
away, that's all".  "Thank you.  I guess I'm doing something 
right."  B'Elanna just smiled back at him, and shook her 
head.  "Well", Tom offered, "we have all night, and I did 
replicate this dinner just for you, so let's eat."  They 
continued the meal making some light conversation , mixed 
with occasional gentle digs at one another. Their back and 
forth banter was the same comfortable reparte' that they had 
before, when they were only friends. 

After they finished, they both reclined on the couch 
finishing the Merlot.  Tom suddenly found himself staring at 
B'Elanna, he felt a wave of emotion he had not expected.  He 
had been almost dumb struck by her admission that she really 
did love him, and with all that had happened after, he 
hadn't had time to really think about it.  He was realizing 
how much he cared for her, and how deeply he had been 
affected by her admission.  He would have been happy with 
her agreeing to simply date him, never mind *love* him.  
B'Elanna caught him in this thought.  "Tom, what are you 
thinking about?"  Tom's first instinct was to push the 
question aside, but he made a conscious decision to tell her 
the truth.  "B'Elanna, all this time, I've been "pursuing" 
you, I didn't quite believe that you would ever want to be 
with me.  So when you told me you loved me, I had a hard 
time believing it."  B'Elanna replied," Telling you that was 
one of the most difficult things I've ever done.  I had to 
confront my fear to come out and say it.  But I'm so glad I 
did."  She put down her glass, stepped to the other side of 
the couch and moved to straddle Tom placing herself in his 
lap.   She nuzzled his hair and neck, inhaling deeply.  "I 
still have your scent."  His arms encircled her as she bent 
to kiss him.  She took his face in her hands, running her 
fingers through his hair and tracing the outline of his 
features.  Their kiss grew more intense, their tongues 
exploring each other's mouths.  Tom moved his hands along 
her back and shoulders gently tracing her raised vertebrae.  
They broke their kiss for a moment, and Tom gently kissed 
her cheek.  "B'Elanna," he said," I do love you.  I didn't 
realize how much until just now."  B'Elanna took a quick 
breath and looked deeply into his eyes.  She had confessed 
how she felt, and they had had some passionate moments, but 
he hadn't told her exactly how he felt about her.  She had 
been willing to go along with the situation because she 
could feel he cared for her, even if he hadn't said as much.  
Now as he said it, a certain odd feeling of excitement and 
fear welled up in B'Elanna.  This was new territory for her, 
this man really seemed to mean what he'd said.  She could 
only respond ,"Oh, Tom.." and kissing him passionately.  Tom 
felt an odd light-headedness, he'd told a woman that he 
loved her, and meant it.  He said it before, and meant it 
before, but not in the way or with the depth he did for 
B'Elanna.  His heart rate increased and the next sensation 
felt was a much more familiar one.   

He moved his hands up and down her back and over her smooth 
bottom.  She broke their kiss and looked at him with a look 
so smoldering that Tom thought he might blush.  She began to 
kiss his neck, gently nibbling and licking at first, then 
more demandingly.  She traced his jawline and the base of 
his throat.  She then moved her hands to the top of his 
shirt and ripped it open with a resounding tear.  She gave 
him another look and a small smile and began to run her 
fingers over his chest, through the light curls.  She paid 
special attention to his nipples and squeezed them gently.  
Tom had moved his hands to touch her neck and then worked 
his way to cup her breasts, encircle her waist and stroke 
her thighs.  She had an amazing body.  He reached up and 
unzipped the back of her dress and slowly pulled it down 
from her shoulders.  He took a moment to admire her full 
breasts with rosy pink nipples.  He then took them in his 
hands and  B'Elanna moaned with pleasure.  She felt the heat 
of her desire coursing through her veins and she felt some 
other part of her begin to react.  She let out a low growl 
and moved to kiss Tom's neck, much more forcefully than 
before.  She moved to the side of his face, where she had 
bitten him once before to claim him.  Tom knew what she 
would do next and closed his eyes and waited.  She began to 
kiss his cheek gently at first,  then her intensity 
increased and then Tom felt her teeth on his  skin.  She bit 
down hard, drawing blood.  The wave of pleasure this sent 
through Tom's body was so completely unexpected, so totally 
unlike the first time she'd done that.  He felt his desire 
increase exponentially.  B'Elanna looked him in the eyes and 
said in a low voice, "You are mine".  With that, Tom wrapped 
his arms around her tightly and threw her to the floor, 
pinning her with his thighs and arms.  She looked immensely 
excited and began to make a low sound deep in her throat.  
Tom nuzzled her hair, kissed her ears, licked her throat, 
and kissed her shoulders and chest, leaving a trail of red 
love bites.  He took her nipple in his mouth and made 
circles around it with his tongue.  B'Elanna arched her back 
toward him and let out another sound of delight.  He 
continued to kiss her breasts and then worked his way back 
to the base of her neck, where it met her shoulder.  Her 
breathing intensified. He began to repeat the sequence of 
kisses she had used on him and then bit.  B'Elanna screamed 
with the shock and pleasure of it.  Now he looked into her 
eyes and repeated, "I have tasted your blood, you are mine".  
He kissed her deeply, still able to taste the metallic tang 
of her blood.  B'Elanna placed her hands under his shoulders 
and pushed him over, landing on top of him.  She stroked his 
chest and than ran her fingernails down the center leaving a 
visible red trail.  This made Tom shudder slightly.  She 
then stood up and out of her dress, knelt down and removed 
his trousers.  She ran her hands up along his thighs, 
visually taking in all of his body.  She stood again and 
walked to the bedroom entryway and gracefully extended her 
hand.  Tom needed no further invitation, and he followed 
her.  

She wrapped her arms around him and leaned up to kiss him 
again.  She ran her hands down his back and to his muscular 
backside,  Gods, she thought, It does feel as good as it 
looks.  She ran her fingers around the waistband of his 
shorts and pulled them down and off.  She eyed him with 
approval and a wicked smile and swept his feet from under 
him, landing him on the bed with an "ooofff".  "I hope you 
like to play this way, Paris."  She said softly in his ear 
and began kissing his neck and chest.  "Oh, I do, but I 
don't play fair."  He responded and flipped her onto her 
back and began to kiss her body again, this time including 
her belly.  He placed himself between her thighs and 
caressed them,  He ran his hands over her satin panties and 
then, with great care, removed them.  Then he touched her 
pubic hair, stroking her gently.  He parted her and explored 
with his fingers.  She was very warm and wet and her 
breathing grew more ragged as he touched her.  Finally, he 
bent down and began to kiss her in this most intimate of 
ways.  As he touched her clitoris, she gasped.  Tom was 
encouraged by this response and continued to lick and suck 
at this most sensitive part of her.  B'Elanna had never 
experienced anything quite like this, he was so good at it, 
his touch, his tempo.  She felt waves of passion travel 
through her body.  Moments later, she felt herself approach 
the point of no return.  As she climaxed she made a sound 
which began as a roar but ended as a soft gasp.  She 
breathed heavily waiting for reason to return.  Tom moved 
back up the bed to B'Elanna's side and asked with a 
satisfied smile on his face, "B'Elanna are you all right?"  
"Yes," she whispered and began to giggle, as she reached up 
to kiss him again.  Tom had rarely heard her laugh like 
that, a completely honest unguarded laugh.  The sound 
intoxicated him.  They lay side by side still kissing as 
B'Elanna continued her exploration of Tom's body.  She 
grasped his shaft and gently moved her fingers along it.  
She moved to palm his testicles and gently rolled them along 
her palm.  Still cupping them she moved to touch that spot 
behind them, and Tom started to moan.  He felt electricity 
shooting through his body, and he knew he had to be with her 
completely.  He moved her onto her back, holding her 
securely under one shoulder with one hand  and clasping her 
hand with the other, somewhere in between an embrace and 
restraint.  He kissed her once more and then finally entered 
her.  The sensation almost made them both stop breathing, 
they were a perfect fit.  He began to move in and out of 
her, taking long slow strokes, feeling every contour of her.  
He could feel her muscles grasping at him as he moved within 
her, this sensation alone threatened to make him climax 
right then.  She ran her nails up and down his back, leaving 
red welts.  Tom felt this and it only spurned him on.  He 
began to move faster.  B'Elanna wrapped her legs around him, 
allowing him to penetrate more deeply.  "Tom," she cried, 
"harder.... please...."  and gave a sound which resembled a 
purr.  Tom did, and she gasped, squeezing her legs around 
him tighter.  He had never been this forceful with a woman 
before,  but this was not any other woman, and on her face 
was the most exquisite expression of pleasure he had ever 
seen.  Tom felt the waves begin as she intensified her 
internal hold on him and then crash into the most intense 
orgasm he'd ever experienced.  She cried out his name as she 
climaxed again.   He collapsed on her and they lay locked in 
their embrace for what seemed like a long time.  Tom 
breathed a deep sigh, and said," B'Elanna, that was an 
unbelievable experience.  I don't think I can walk 
straight."  B'Elanna laughed and said, "I'm not feeling too 
steady myself either."  They snuggled closer, and Tom 
realized that the feeling of exhaustion and exhilaration 
wasn't just because this was the best sex of his life, but 
because it was with her.   "B'Elanna, I love you." Tom said.   
She answered with a kiss.

Finis.