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Author's Note: I am writing a sequel to 'Just a Pinch of Spice'. Why? Just to let people know that it wasn't noncon. So enjoy!

Summary: Tom gets his turn.

The next morning...

Tom awoke to Chakotay's soft snoring. He looked over to see his husband sound asleep. Smiling, he recalled everything that had happened the night before. He had walked into their bedroom to find Chakotay doing some strange things to their bed. Curious as to the reason behind it, he had asked Chakotay. He was rather vague with his explanation until he walked into the bedroom to see what Chakotay had been wearing. Later that night he had told him he wanted to spice up their sex life. //And spice it up we did,// Tom mused happily to himself.

Thinking back on it, he felt embarrassed. When he had seen Chakotay dressed in that black, latex outfit and saw all those toys scattered around the bed, he panicked. Hey, it wasn't as if it was an awful experience. Far from it. It just took him by surprise. Usually Chakotay gave him some warning first, before starting something new in their relationship. He didn't appreciate being hauled off or knowing he had conspired with B'Elanna. //How'd he know I'd go to her and not Harry?// he thought, //Probably told both of them to look for me.//

Chakotay stirred from his sleep, and saw Tom smiling down at him. He smiled back giving his spouse a hug. "Well, did you enjoy yourself last night?" Chakotay asked sitting up and stretching.

"Yes, I did. How'd you know I'd run?" Tom asked looking Chakotay straight in the eye.

"I didn't, but I wasn't going to take any chances," Chakotay replied giggling. At this, Tom playfully punched him in the arm. "You're an ass, Chakotay."

"Your point being?" Chakotay replied with mock seriousness.

He just rolled his eyes. "I was wondering. Do you think we could do it again?" Tom asked with a sheepish grin.

Raising an eyebrow, "Sure. When do you want to start?"

Grinning, "How 'bout now? But, this time," Tom reached over to the handcuffs still attached to the bed, "you're the one being tied up."

As Tom began to restrain him, Chakotay chuckled, "I knew you'd want your turn."

"Hey, paybacks are a bitch," Tom replied while Chakotay rolled his eyes.

They began to kiss, rub each other and eventually ordered the lights off.

The End.