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“And how are you feeling today, my dear?” Garak asked. “You look like you didn’t get much sleep.” Indeed, dark circles ringed Julian’s eyes. The Cardassian’s fingers twitched at the urge to reach out and gently touch the delicate skin. An impulse he resisted as it was hardly appropriate for the replimat.
“I didn’t. The patient will be ok – he was lucky. The accident could’ve been much worse.” He stifled a yawn. “Once my shift is finished, I’ll take a nap.”
He set down his fork (Garak noted that sleep deprivation had little affect on his rate of consumption), and regarded his friend with a soft rather fond expression. The kind of look Garak was still surprised to see bestowed upon him. “I really enjoyed last night, and I’m sorry it got cut short.”
“Yes, I know.” He smiled mischievously, unable to resist the opportunity to gently poke at his friend. “Your enjoyment was quite obvious.” Julian ducked his head and flushed at that. Garak continued, “Not to worry, I took great pleasure in your company as well. I assume there will be other nights?”
The Human nodded. “Of course. Tomorrow evening?” he suggested.
Garak thought for a moment before a smile stretched across his face. “Yes, that would be fine. After today, I should be ahead on most of my commissions.”
A look of relieved pleasure stole briefly across Julian’s face. “Something to look forward to then.”
The Cardassian nodded his agreement. “Yes, something to look forward to indeed.”
* * *
Julian managed to drag himself through the rest of his shift. Luckily long hours on little sleep were hardly unknown to him, and actively engaging his mind kept him alert enough. However, upon arriving back at his quarters he felt himself start to crash. He glanced at a clock. He had two and a half hours before he met Miles for another holosuite adventure.
He collapsed wearily onto his bed. He really did want to spend time with Miles, but he was also exhausted and completely distracted by the night before. However, he could hardly cut out on his friend – how would he explain that? If it had been someone along the lines of his usual type, Miles would understand. However, he didn’t think Miles would really want to know what he had been doing with the male Cardassian tailor and that he wanted to do it all again and more…so much more.
He had enjoyed their unhurried exploration of this new territory – the transition from friends to something more; the additional time spent together in private, the increased displays of affection, the realization that being with Garak in this way felt completely right. But now a fire had been lit in Julian, and he physically needed the other man like an ache.
“You seem distracted tonight.” Miles said later that evening at the end of their holosuite escapade.
“I didn’t get much sleep.” Julian didn’t entirely lie. “There was a nasty accident unloading a freighter.”
“Ouch.” he replied sympathetically. “I heard about that this morning. No wonder you look tired.”
“A good night’s sleep will put thing to rights.” Julian said, omitting any mention of his current non-sleep involved preoccupation. While it was amusing to picture Miles’ face should he be apprised of the whole story, he was not yet prepared to deal with that level of awkwardness. Instead, Julian kept his evolving relationship with Garak to himself and turned his attention to the next evening.
* * *
They kissed when Julian entered the Cardassian’s quarters, but as soon as Garak’s lips touched his own and his hand took possession of Julian’s waist, the Human found himself returning the gesture with far more gusto than a simple greeting normally required. The Cardassian let his hands roam over Julian’s back for a few moments before he pulled away, giving his backside a little pat.
“Poor boy, having to wait an entire two days.” Garak huffed in amusement. “One wonders how you survive.”
“Oh, I manage.” Julian replied. “I’m not that wanton. Really.” he added as Garak’s eyes danced with glee.
“Would you like to test that?” he said, his lips twitching upwards into a smile. “While I am not always right about everything, I am confident in what the results would be.” He reached out and caressed Julian’s cheek with his thumb.
Julian wrapped his arms around the Cardassian and pressed himself flush against him. “I can’t help it.” he said with a roll of his hips that rubbed his lower body against his friend’s. “You feel too good.” He felt Garak’s arms wrap around him, holding him tightly. “Besides, by picking on my libido, aren’t you insinuating that you don’t want this?” he teased.
Garak snorted. “I insinuated no such thing. Really my dear, how could I possibly resist such a beautiful young man wrapped around me?”
Julian felt lips soft and warm against his neck and then a sharp little bite. He let out a shaky breath as Garak continued to kiss and nip at his neck. “That’s nice.” he sighed.
“I know.” came the reply. “I can feel you poking me. To think, all it takes is a few love bites.” He slipped a hand down to gently rub at the front of Julian’s trousers. The Human helplessly pressed into his touch, rubbing against his hand.
Julian decided that Garak could laugh at him all he liked. This felt good and held the promise of so many other delightful things. “Just you wait.” he breathed in the other man’s ear. “You won’t have any room to talk once I get your clothes off.”
“Oh, is that a threat, Doctor Bashir?”
“You can take it any way you like.” Julian replied, pausing to run his tongue along the exposed ridge at his neck.
“Let me suggest that standing here like this is not the best place for that sort of activity. Perhaps you might prefer somewhere a bit more comfortable?” Garak managed to disentangle himself enough from Julian to take a step back and size the young man up. He smiled then, and with one arm under his bottom and the other around his back, simply lifted the Human half over one shoulder.
Julian made a surprised sound at being picked up so easily. “How did you just do that?”
Garak carried him over to the bed and plopped him down. “I told you before, Cardassian’s are made of tougher stuff than Humans.” He quickly removed the jacket and shirt from an uncomplaining Julian. “Besides,” he sat down beside him and trailed his fingers over his ribs, “it’s not as if you carry extra weight.”
Julian’s skin tingled where fingertips had brushed lightly across it, and he leaned in wanting a taste of his mouth. Garak obliged to a point, peppering his lips with teasing little kisses and pointedly not giving Julian what he really desired. The Human made a frustrated noise and slid his arms about Garak’s shoulders, holding him in place and thrusting his tongue into his mouth for a deep passionate kiss. If his mouth hadn’t been engaged, he was certain Garak would be laughing at him, but as it was, he hadn’t the opportunity to vocalize any mirth. Instead the Cardassian deftly undid Julian’s trousers and began tugging them down, leaving Julian in nothing but a pair of briefs.
Determined not to be the only naked man in the room, Julian stripped off Garak’s shirt as he was being pulled onto his lap. “You mentioned before that you had male lovers in the past.” Garak stated.
“Yes, a few back when I was at the academy.” Julian replied as he slowly and gently ran his nails over each scale on the left shoulder ridge.
“Mmmm…” Garak sighed with pleasure at the other man’s touch. “Tell me, what things did you do with them?”
“Kissing, touching,” he sucked for a moment on the Cardassian’s shoulder, “oral sex…”
Julian felt Garak’s fingers seize hold of his chin, and tilt his head to look him in the face. “And did you enjoy having another man’s cock in your mouth?” he purred.
Julian flushed. “Yes, very much.” he admitted. It’s a bit late to be shy. He told himself as he gave Garak’s waist a squeeze with his thighs. I’m mostly naked and straddling his lap for god’s sake.
In response Garak slid down his briefs enough to uncover most of his ass and set to stroking the smooth skin. “Any thing else I ought to know about? I can always figure these things out on my own, and your…responsiveness makes it easy enough, but I like to hear you say it.”
“I figured that much out.” The side of Julian’s mouth quirked up into a half smile that was one part amusement and one part fondness. He bent his head and gently nibbled at Garak’s lower lip. “Being fingered feels very nice.”
“Just fingers?” the Cardassian prompted.
Julian let out a little laugh as a particular memory sprang to mind. “Well, that involves a story of two young people who had never performed that particular act before – it was a bit awkward to say the least.”
Garak ran a hand over Julian’s bare abdomen. “Rest assured that I do know what I am doing. It is one of the advantages of age after all – experience.”
Julian intentionally wriggled against him. “I believe you. You only lie most of the time.” He regarded the other man innocently. In truth he had imagined doing all of those things with Garak and found the possibilities incredibly arousing. He bent his head again and kissed him long and softly. “Right now,” he murmured in his ear, “I really want to get you out of your pants.”
“That can certainly be arranged.” Garak smiled. Julian slid off his lap and ditched his briefs, which were at this point uncomfortable and in the way as the other man repositioned himself to allow his Human companion more room. Julian could feel the Cardassian’s eyes on him as he scooted closer and reached for Garak’s trousers.
“Julian,” he felt a light touch on his cheek causing him to pause and look up, “you’re beautiful.” Garak’s had tone changed from teasing to serious and warm.
He tilted his head and kissed the grey palm. “I’m glad you approve.” he replied as he began tugging off his lover’s pants. Garak lifted his hips to aid the Human’s efforts. Julian not remembering that male Cardassian’s kept their sex organ’s sheathed, had one moment of surprise.
Garak, easily reading Julian’s expression, remarked mildly, “We do like to keep our sensitive parts protected.”
Of course, at this point he was very much aroused and therefore not hidden away. “A sensible adaptation.” Julian agreed, as his fingertips brushed against his erection. He marveled at how incredibly soft the taught skin was.
A pleased noise escaped from Garak as Julian’s hand continued to stroke and squeeze. The Human leaned forward, kissing him on the mouth, and Garak reached for him, pulling him closer and running his hands over the smooth expanse of his back and rubbing and squeezing the soft tan buttocks. The man was lovely, absolutely lovely from his dark eyes, to the feel of his bare skin, and the hungry little sounds he made as Garak’s fingers brushed over his cock.
When Julian gently pushed him back against the pillows, Garak obeyed and then tried not to gasp as the young man began covering his belly with wonderful open-mouthed kisses. The lingering touch of soft warm lips and caresses of his tongue set him quivering. Julian moved down his body, nipping gently at the ridges on his hips, and then bestowing the same attention on his inner thighs. Garak somewhat fuzzily reflected that whatever experience he might lack in some areas he was clearly quite proficient in others.
“Yes, that’s it Julian.” he encouraged as the Human ran his tongue up Garak’s length and toyed with the tip. He let loose a little cry when Julian took him into his hot wet mouth; it felt so good. He rocked his hips, trying to be gentle, but his body wouldn’t let him stay still. Not that Julian seemed to mind as he moaned around Garak’s sex and redoubled his efforts. Garak’s world turned to heat and bliss as Julian sucked and swallowed, squeezed and caressed him until glorious release.
Julian sat up and wiped his mouth with his hand and then crawled up the Cardassian’s body till he lay half on top of the other man. Garak could taste himself in the young man’s mouth as he was greedily kissed and rubbed against. He trailed his fingertips lightly across the heated flesh, drawing invisible patterns on the lovely tan skin, feeling Julian tremble at his touch. He firmly rolled him over on to his back, pinning him to the bed. The Cardassian marveled at the feeling of the soft slender body under his own.
“Now whatever shall I do with you?” Garak smiled a tad predatorily as he idly traced the visible shape of muscle and bone that lay just under his skin. Julian attempted to wrap a leg around his waist, but it was caught and pushed forward so that the Cardassian could places kisses along the inside of his knee and lower thigh.
“I need you.” the Human whined.
Garak felt a surge of amused affection. “That’s plain to see.” he replied. He had quickly learned that an aroused Julian was a noisy vocal Julian. It really was adorable to see him so undone.
“Wait a moment, I have just the thing.” The Human made a little frustrated sound in his throat as Garak sat up. “Patience, patience, you’ll be glad of this.” He gave Julian’s belly a pat as he stood and went to go rummage through a drawer. Naturally tending towards organization, it didn’t take him long to locate what he needed. He turned to find Julian propped up on his elbows watching him with one leg drawn slightly up and the other stretched out long and slim.
Seating himself back on the bed, He took hold of Julian’s upper legs and pulled the young man towards and around him, also effectively sending him flat on his back again. Garak kissed the soft lips, letting his tongue play with Julian’s, then sucked several more bruises onto his neck while the Human arched against him.
The Cardassian liberally coated his fingers with oil from the bottle and reached back to find the little opening that could be the cause of much pleasure for the both of them. Garak’s fingertip teased around the outside before slowly working its way in. “Just relax, Julian.” He murmured, though the man underneath him didn’t seem to need prompting. One of Julian’s hands tangled in his hair while his other arm was thrown over the scaly shoulders.
He added a second finger, delighting in Julian’s little moans and demands for more when he located his prostate. Garak found himself hard again – it was impossible not to be in the face of Julian’s enjoyment. He removed his fingers, lifted the narrow hips, opened him and buried himself. The Human was wonderfully warm on the outside, on the inside deliciously hot. Garak groaned, but held himself still for a few moments to allow Julian a chance to adjust before beginning to move in a steady rhythm. A sharp intake of breath, a moment’s tension, and then Julian relaxed again. Soon the two men were moving together.
Garak’s hand made it’s way to Julian’s erection, squeezing and fondling, making the Human’s breath come quicker. “Elim…Elim…oh! D-d-don’t stop – please.” Julian gasped out.
As if I could. Garak thought as he reveled in the sound of his name falling from the lovely sensual lips. He moved faster utterly losing himself in the body beneath him and all the attendant sensations that accompanied lovemaking. Julian cried out and bucked upwards as climax took him, tightening around Garak who managed a few more hard thrusts before he too found release.
* * *
He woke to the feel of Julian’s lips on his, and teasing fingertips running just along the edge of his sheath. He kissed Julian back; his tongue brushing against the Human’s and stifled a moan as one of Julian’s fingers worked it’s way a little lower to brush against extremely sensitive scales.
“You like that?” He inquired, repeating the motion as Garak gasped.
“Yes, very much so, but you have to be careful. The scales inside the sheath are very sensitive and easy to damage.” he warned. This wasn’t something he’d typically allow a lover to do, no matter how good it felt – there was a fine line between pleasure and pain if a partner wasn’t extremely gentle.
“Oh, Julian… that feels good.” he gasped out into the young man’s neck, his words slurry, his body alight. Of course Julian would handle him carefully, his wonderful hands were capable of performing complex surgery after all. And that was his last coherent thought as the intense back arching, toe curling pleasure stole away his mind and speech. Usually less vocal than his Human lover, Garak found himself whimpering and moaning, unable to help himself. He was so hard now, and he tried to hold off unsheathing to give Julian room to work, but finally that power was wrested from him as well, and he slid out into Julian’s waiting hand.
“There we are.” He murmured, rubbing and squeezing as the Cardassian began thrusting eagerly into his hand. Garak moved his hand from where it had been clutching Julian’s bottom, to his jaw, so he could better position him to accept his hot hungry kisses. Finally the wave of heat and sensation crested, and climax came crashing down on him.
He lay for a few minutes wrapped in the Human’s arms catching his breath, waiting for his usually sharp mind to clear itself. He became aware of Julian’s sex poking insistently against his belly and smiled. Garak disengaged from the warm tan arms, and moved his head down so he could nibble and suck Julian’s nipple as his hand crept downwards to return the favor as the young man gasped and squirmed against him.
A little while later they lay wrapped in drowsy contentment, sharing idle caresses. “If I don’t get moving soon, I’m going to be late for my shift.” Julian said with an air of regret.
“And how would you ever explain that?” Garak smirked. “I fear you are right, though. We can’t stay like this all morning.” He sat up, throwing the blankets aside, the air on his bare body making him shiver. He felt Julian’s front press against his back like a living blanket, and he couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips.
“But now we have so many mornings to look forward too.” Julian smiled into the silky dark hair, and suddenly the day, the station even, seemed a little bit warmer.