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Tears of Time	By : ShriTal88 Category: Star Trek > Deep Space 9 Views: 2325 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Garak sighed, laying back on the bed. He reached down and pulled a blanket up to cover himself. He would pleasure the lovely man sharing his bed soon.

“There is a medical tricorder in the night stand.” Garak pointed to the night stand closer to Julian.

Julian grabbed a blanket, wrapping it around his waist. He turned around and bent over to open the drawer.

Garak eyed the prone form of the doctor. Now was not the time to be taking the doctor fully. Julian was too nervous. He could see the tension in his muscles. He would move slowly. But there were still options...the pretty human would not be left alone with his arousal.

“How do humans flirt?” Garak asked as the doctor turned around. He smiled at the soft curve of the human's hips hidden by the blanket.

“What?” Julian asked, looking into Garak's clear blue eyes.

“You said that we have not been flirting, and I enumerated the context of the various situations in which we have found ourselves. I think it is a fair question,” Garak asked. “From the few books I've read by humans, your society hardly was so complex.”

Garak breathed heavily as Julian scanned him.

“You could palpate to check. I would not mind.”

“The tricorder is more accurate.”

Julian's face fell as he read the scans. Everything had normalized, but now...the endocrine function had dropped dramatically. An unfamiliar Cardassian hormone seemed to be circulating through Garak's system.

“Garak, what is this? It seems to have flooded your system.”

Garak took the tricorder. He closed it a second later and leaned over to drop it in the drawer.

“A perfectly normal hormone. I'm fine, the picture of health.”

“That's not what I asked.” Julian said, glaring into the Cardassian's face. “And I have never seen it present at these levels in your system. It was always in small supply.” He bit back comments about Garak's claims of being the 'picture of health' when he was almost on his deathbed.

“You answered my question in a similar fashion. I see no reason to dignify your curiosity.” Garak said, straightening up. He reached out to draw Julian closer. “We had a deal.”

“I see no reason to give you anything you want...” Julian rolled away. He did not have to do anything...Stubborn Cardassian. He was only trying to help Garak. And Garak just wanted...

“That wasn't the deal,” Garak said, looping an arm around Julian and jerking him roughly back onto the bed. He cursed himself as he offered honest placatory information. He was more creative than that. “The hormone has no known equivalent in another humanoid species. It's only present in the body at specific times.”

Garak kissed the back of the human's neck. He slid a hand around and across the human's clavicles. He stroked over Julian's torso slowly. Such soft silky skin, and the doctor was so beautiful spread like this. He bit back the image of the lovely creature masturbating while staring into his eyes. He would kiss Julian's soft lips right when the doctor came.

Julian bit his lip, holding in the moan. He leaned back between Garak's legs, letting out a shuddering breath. Sharing the bed with Garak had been the best night of sleep he'd had in the years since the start of the Dominion War.

Enjoying the closeness was not wrong. He always enjoyed Garak in ways that none of his other relationships could be enjoyed. The differences that their societies and life experiences had created a friction that was enticing.

Garak nuzzled his hair, trailing kisses over his right cheek and temple.

“How do human's flirt?”

“We eat meals together. Go to a...holosuite. Take walks. Talk to each other honestly.”

Garak leaned back, tugging Julian closer. Julian did not resist as the hands began to massage his shoulders. The knots seemed to melt away. Garak teased his fingers over the shoulder muscles. He dipped his head to kiss in a path following his fingers before settling at the base of the right side of Julian's throat. He nibbled.

“And you wait for a legal contract?” Garak asked between the kisses, sliding his hand to the blanket covering the doctor's waist.

“What?” Julian asked, wiggling some. He tilted his head to the side, resting his cheek on Garak's left arm. The chin ridges were soft and rubbed pleasantly. Julian wrapped his arms around Garak's left arm. He lifted a hand to his lips. Why was he fighting this?

“You wait till you get married to take the next step?” Garak rubbed his face in the soft dark hair. Cardassian hair was not so soft or fine. He dropped the blanket to the floor that Julian had been using.

“Not very often anymore.” Julian said, kissing the left hand as he managed to draw it up. He sucked on Garak's fingers.

“So you have entertained and been entertained?” Garak asked, rubbing Julian's shoulders with his free hand.

“I have been with women,” Julian said, biting his lip and hiding his face at the thought of Garak's hands straying low enough to wrap around him. He wished he could face the Cardassian.

Garak sighed, sniffing the human's hair. He held the human by his waist. He combed through it.

“What do you want?” Julian gulped and cleared his throat. He tried to sit up to have the fingers in his hair tighten marginally. He could feel Garak's erection rub between his cheeks. He moaned as his own throbbed. Garak was...

“I want to please you, Doctor. After all, we have engaged in your cultural idea of pre-mating rituals for seven years, if you are to be believed. You can hardly claim a lack of interpersonal familiarity as a basis of termination of the predicament into which you have insinuated yourself.”

“I did not know the implications of staying with you.”

Julian tried to wiggle around to face the aroused Cardassian. He was so exposed. When had his blanket been removed? He moaned as the slick erection rubbed more. His eyes rolled upward, spreading his legs farther.

“You did not know the implications of staying with another person when you are both naked and aroused? You truly are an innocent.” Garak contented himself with just holding the softer form. He was rubbing most delightfully. Watching the lovely man pleasing himself by wiggling against his own erection was more delicious than the image he had conjured of the doctor's hand on that silky looking organ.

Julian turned bright red as he realized that he was rubbing back against the Cardassian and how it made him throb. He forced himself up, wriggling about in Garak's arms. He ignored the way the Cardassian's ridged and scaled prick rubbed between his thighs. He ignored Garak's hisses and arms tightening. He relaxed only when his stomach was pressed to the Cardassian's arousal.

“Th...That is not what I meant,” he said, tripping nervously over words. He forced himself to look into Garak's eyes, and not think about the reaction of rubbing the ridges. He had never inspired such impassioned responses from others without direct genital stimulation...and Julian shook his head, forcing the thoughts away. “I stayed to keep you warm. You were so chilled.” Julian forced his thoughts away from his own erection.

“I am quite heated, now,” Garak said, forcing Julian to meet his eyes.

Julian shifted upward and pressed closer at the intimate way Garak's palms barely pressed to the sides of his neck and the thumbs held his chin tilting up and stretched back along his Adam's apple. He let out a shuddering breath. He closed his eyes.

Garak watched the lovely creature. He leaned forward and kissed Julian's forehead where the spoon shaped bone ridge would be on a Cardassian partner. He rumbled and hissed a little, tangling his legs around the doctor's to prevent any escape attempts.

Julian settled with Garak's erection trapped between their two stomachs. He slid his hands to rest on Garak's elbows.

“I told you that Cardassians are generous lovers, Doctor.”

“Julian.”

Garak tilted his head to the side.

“Julian. My name.” Julian opened his eyes. The way Garak's hands were touching him now was more intimate than any touch he had ever had before. Being called by his title was wrong at this time.

“Julian,” Garak said, resting his nose against the length of the human's nose.

“What do you want?” Julian asked, his voice coming out breathy.
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