Seven in this incarnation is a sworn protector of Icheb (look I don’t even remember what his AU name is… let’s stop pretending), who is some kind of Mega Prince. The book starts with Rae being very stoic Janeway (“There’s coffee in that nebula!”) and then BOOM! some sort of space conflict that lands with her taking some decommissioned borg onto her station. So let’s talk about Rae/Janeway and Kellen/Seven (OMG THEY RHYME). I am not embarrassed to admit that I ship Janeway/Seven harder than just about every other slash pairing in Star Trek, and fuck me sideways with a spoon I never in my life thought I would randomly stumble upon a published J/7 AU. I’m embarrassed to admit how long it took me to realize it was Star Trek Voyager fan fiction with the serial numbers filed off. I kept reading because 1) it was campy AF and 2) it blended my two favorite tropes, marriage of convenience and SPACE I picked this book up because 1) someone recommended it on Twitter, 2) it had space lesbians. There’s more to Kellen than just the catsuit, however, and Rae must battle internal politics and a host of unscrupulous aliens to ensure the boy lives to see his next birthday, and that she and Kellen get to bang. A very by-the-book officer, she bends the rules to save Kellen O’Dal, a hot woman in a catsuit who is caring for a teenaged boy. Warnings: shower sex that involves too much soap–trigger warning for anyone who knows how poorly that should go (this is clearly not a real trigger)Ĭommodore Rae Jacelon commands the Gamma VI Space Station.
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