The BLTS Archive - Candlelight Vigil

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My sincere thanks go out to the slash fan who expanded my appreciation
for fan fiction and had the patience to go through my various attempts
at G/B over the year. :)

Copyright Disclaimer: Star Trek:  Deep Space Nine is a Registered
Trademark ® of Paramount/Viacom and additional associates involved.
Infringement on their rights is not intended.  Additional material
used in this piece is currently under copyright to the author.

Basically, Paramount/Viacom owns the characters.  I'm only borrowing
them.  If you are offended by two consenting males being *very*
intimate with each other please do not read any further.  Since the
two constantly *verbally* dual on the series, I thought it would be
nice if they try something a little different.

Comments and criticisms can be sent.  I still need to practice on
structure and will probably continue writing.  Archiving is alright
with me as long as headers and disclaimers are included.

Copyright 1997

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The day was drawing to a close for the station's Cardassian tailor,
Elim Garak.  The tailor had taken a brief inventory of what was left
in stock and made notes on what needed to be worked on tomorrow.  With
nothing else left to detain him there, Garak started locking up his
shop for the evening.

Before he left, Garak grabbed the data PADD Dr. Bashir had given to
him during their lunch and began scanning over the display.  The
tailor sighed while reading some of the content.  He could not
understand what aspect of the novel the doctor found intriguing. 
Well, there was only one way to find out and that was to ask the good
doctor himself.

Garak locked up the shop and headed towards Dr. Julian Bashir's
assigned quarters with the PADD still in his hand.  When he reached
the doctor's quarters he easily gained entrance with the access code
Julian had given.  Once inside Julian's quarters, the tailor
absentmindedly loosened his tunic.  Garak knew that the doctor was in
his quarters.  He could hear Julian softly humming a tune and faintly
smelled the man's cologne.

With his eyes still on the data presented on the screen, Garak called
out, "Doctor, do you really consider this writer's work fascinating. 
I, for one, don't see the purpose behind..."  Distracted by the data
PADD in his hand, it had taken the tailor a few minutes to realize
that something was different about Julian's quarters.

"Julian?"  He called out while looking around the dimly lighted main
living area.  The doctor had adjusted the room's settings awhile back
to accommodate Garak's preferences but the level of illumination was
even lower than usual.  Just when he was about to request that the
computer increase the illumination, Garak felt a hand brushing against
his back. Turning abruptly, he found himself staring into the familiar
dark pools of his lover's eyes.

"Doc..."  Julian's finger resting gently against the tailor's lips
caused Garak to abandon what he was about to say.  As soon as Julian
was sure Garak was not going to interrupt, he backed away from the
tailor. Then he held out his hand for Garak to take.  The doctor soon
felt the cooler gray fingers slide into his warmer hand.

Julian led Garak over to the sofa and watched as the Cardassian slowly
sat down.  When the tailor heard the doctor call out to the computer
to engage the privacy lock he quirked his eye ridge.  Mesmerized by
the odd situation, Garak silently watched Julian walk towards a table.
Suddenly, a flare of light caught his eyes as the doctor proceeded to
light a single candle.  The light emitted from the candle danced
across the young man's face.

With the stealth of a panther, Julian silently circled around the room
to light additional candles.  Garak was amazed at how the room was
transformed into an ever-shifting kaleidoscope of shadow and light.
Familiar aspects of the quarters changing in the flickering light.

As the illumination increased, Garak could see Julian was wearing a
very simple outfit consisting of a loose vest and pants made from some
sheer material.  His movements around the room caused the light fabric
to shift with each step.  As his eyes traveled further down his
lover's body, Garak noticed that the young man was barefoot.

"I remember one time when I was on Earth a dancer caught my
attention..."  While listening to Julian a pang of jealousy ripped
through Garak as memories of Julian telling him about his time spent
with a ballerina slipped to the surface.

"...and I was amazed at the beauty the dancer presented.  I was
transfixed by this performance in the dusty street."  Garak's
attention immediately focused once more on the man speaking to him. 
If his memory was correct ballet was not performed on the street. 
Questions coursed through his mind, but he kept his expression
composed.  Garak's face did not reveal his inner turmoil.

"Like moths to a flame, the audience was drawn into the circle of this
solitary dancer."  Garak tentatively watched as Julian drew closer to
him.  The feel of Julian's body straddling his own caused his groin to
stir.  The man's fingers tracing the ridge going down one side of his
neck made his body shudder in response to this sensual caress.  As
Garak brought up his hands to touch his lover, Julian stood up.  A
groan of bereavement slipped past the tailor's lips.

"I remember enjoying the performance.  I decided to practice the
movements... only for you."  Julian once more approached Garak and
softly whispered the last few words into Garak's ear.  Julian then
leaned forward to plant a light kiss on the tailor's lips.  The warm,
supple lips were briefly replaced with one of the doctor's fingers
while the man whispered a soft hushing sound.  As Garak watched his
lover rise, Julian reached for something on the table behind the
tailor.  Garak was startled by the feel of something smooth and cool
gliding across his shoulder.  When the doctor had stepped back, Garak
saw that it was a section of red silk.

Garak watched with avid fascination as Julian walked towards the
clearing in the center of the room with the silk.  An unfamiliar Earth
tune Julian requested from the computer started gently echoing off the
walls.  Julian began slowly moving to the music.  The silk in his
hands soon followed the swaying motions of his body.  Garak found his
eyes drawn to the path the silk took across Julian's body.  The red of
the silk provided a contrast against the plainness of the man's outfit
but it complemented his sensuous movements.

Garak noticed the soulful wind instrument Julian was moving to
gradually quicken in tempo.  The lithe body of the man gracefully
matched the beat of the music.  With each turn, the silk spiraled
around the young man's body.  The fluid motions of the man were being
mirrored by the flowing fabric.  As the tailor continued watching,
Garak felt himself being drawn into the hypnotic spell the doctor was
weaving.

The light from the candles was causing a shimmering effect on the silk
with each pulse Julian instilled into it.  The silk had become a
living extension of the doctor.  Within the flickering light's
embrace, Julian had taken on the qualities of a red blaze.  With
hungry eyes, Garak started imagining that the silk caressing his
lover's body was his own body.  His heart beat quickened and his
breath grew shallow at the thought.

Suddenly, the music stopped and so did Julian.  Garak stared at the
golden creature in front of him with lust.  For a moment, their eyes
locked onto each other, assessing their partner's state.  Both glowed
from the light reflected off of their sweat and their breathing was
slightly labored.  A mischievous light soon appeared in the young
man's eyes and the silk was tossed at the tailor.  Music started
drifting through the room once more as Garak caught the delicate
material in his hand.

Julian's arms started lazily snaking in the air above his head.  Garak
continued to watch Julian as he let his arms slowly wind down his body
and come around to the front of his vest.  The tailor's eyes followed
the young man's hands as the dexterous fingers lingered over each
button before opening the fastening.  Little by little more of the
doctor's smooth chest was revealed to the tailor.

Once all the buttons were undone, Julian gradually shrugged the vest
off letting the material glide down his arms to rest on the floor.  A
thin sheen of sweat covered the expanse of exposed tan skin.  The
shadows and highlights created by the candlelight accentuated each
ripple and curve of muscle on the man's body.  With the vest gone, the
tailor could fully appreciate how the loose pants hanged dangerously
low on Julian's slim hips.

Garak felt his arousal growing steadily more uncomfortable.  At that
moment, he wanted to release his aching member from his restrictive
clothing.  Garak was about to loosen the fastenings of his trousers to
provide some sort of relief when a soft "no" from Julian halted the
motion of his hands.  The tailor watched as the young man slowly shook
his head.  Garak simply smiled and acknowledged Julian's request by
resting his arms on the back of the sofa instead.

Julian continued his seductive dance fully aware of his lover's
discomfort.  His tawny fingers traveled across his now bare chest to
tickle one of his nipples.  The action elicited a gentle moan from
himself which was to be echoed by Garak.  He could see Garak was
holding himself in check.  The carnal desire was starting to consume
the Cardassian and he wasn't going to give it an outlet.. not yet.

Julian was equally affected but the thrill of knowing he was arousing
Garak without even touching the tailor was a powerful mental
aphrodisiac.  His hands kept gently pleasuring himself as he brought
them up to caress his face.  Lowering his hands, he let his finely
sculpted fingers find a new path down his neck.  He could feel his
throat vibrate from his constant humming and moaning.  Julian's body
was still slowly swaying to the soft music as his fingers traveled
down his chest, stomach, and hips.  His hands then twisted further
down and around his body to begin stroking his toned ass through the
light material he was wearing.

The young man's eyes had drifted shut for an instant only to snap open
when he heard the pained moan emanating from the tailor.  He could see
Garak's resolve was cracking.  The surge of power he felt in knowing
he had this affect on Garak was making continuing the performance even
more difficult.  His concentration kept slipping to mental images of
their bodies intertwined and reaching new heights of ecstasy together.

Concentrating once more on the affect he was having on Garak, Julian
let one hand drift around to his groin and briefly ran his fingers
around his heated passion.  This action caused a sharp gasp from
Julian. Garak's mouth grew dry while listening to Julian and he could
feel the fabric of his briefs clinging to him from the moisture
collecting on his erection.  The tailor watched as the doctor closed
his eyes and tilted his head back exposing the long vulnerable line of
his exquisite throat.

A beautiful moan escaped Julian's lips as he continued touching
himself.  Julian opened his eyes again to meet Garak's intense gaze.
Instead of encountering the familiar blue eyes of his lover, Garak's
eyes reflected a dark predatory stare.  The gray fingers of the
Cardassian were crushing the cushions on the sofa.  Julian knew
Garak's control was faltering.

As his fingers drifted towards the edge of his pants, Julian hooked
his thumbs on the waistband and finally released the pants from their
precarious position.  The pants easily slid down his long legs to pool
around his ankles.  Garak eyed the doctor's body and saw the only
article of clothing left covering Julian's body was his dark briefs.
The man's arousal was obvious.

Slowly, the doctor stepped out of the material circling his ankles and
walked towards the tailor.  Julian then stopped right in front of
Garak and kneeled to remove the Cardassian's boots and socks.  While
at this level Julian could plainly see the bulge straining against his
lover's trousers.  As he stood, Julian had a wicked grin gracing his
features. The man further teased the Cardassian by moistening his lips
with his delicate pink tongue.

After seeing Julian lick his lips, Garak rose from the sofa.  He had
to taste those luscious lips as well.  His need to touch the man in
front of him overwhelmed his senses as he grasped the young man's
waist firmly to bring his heated body closer.  The tailor brought his
lips to the doctor's with such intensity he could faintly taste blood. 
With his skilled tongue, Garak ravaged Julian's open and willing
mouth.  Muffled moans encompassed both as their tongues dueled in a
far different way compared to their verbal debate earlier over lunch.

Finally being able to touch his lover sent a jolt coursing through the
Cardassian's body.  The doctor could feel the slight quivering of
muscle under his hands as he moved his arms to wrap them behind
Garak's neck while they continued kissing.  Julian felt one of Garak's
hands slide up his back to tangle in his hair as the other slipped
into his briefs and rounded his ass.  Garak then maneuvered Julian's
hips closer to his. When their erections started rubbing together both
broke the kiss to gasp for air.

The music was still softly drifting through the room but was ignored
as the two labored for air.  Julian claimed Garak's lips once more. 
The doctor slightly grinned as he deliberately started rolling his
hips gently against the tailor's hips.  Garak instinctively started
countering Julian's motions.  The friction their bodies created on
each others' sex was indescribably erotic.  But Julian needed to feel
more of the cooler gray skin under his finger tips.

The young man's hands slid down from the tailor's neck to start
working on the fasteners for the Cardassian tunic.  While his hands
worked on removing the tunic Julian started kissing and nipping along
the ridge trailing down Garak's ear then continued along the tailor's
jaw line. The darkened scales along the Cardassian's neck and
shoulders soon attracted the doctor's attention.

The man's nimble tongue began darting along the intricate patterns the
scales created along his lover's shoulders.  Garak's heavy breathing
and swallowing encouraged Julian.  When the final clasp of the
tailor's tunic was released the doctor slipped his hands inside. 
Julian reveled in the feel of the firm muscles on Garak's chest as his
fingers slid up the Cardassian's chest to slip the tunic off.

During the doctor's ministrations, the tailor's fingers had not
remained idle.  His gray fingers began gently running up and down the
young man's tender cleft.  Occasionally, an exploratory finger probed
deep between his pliant ass to lightly brush across his tight hole. 
Garak's teasing caused Julian to stop using his tongue and switch to
firm nips on the tailor's delectable neck ridges.

As the acute sensations penetrated his lust fogged mind, the tailor
removed his hand from the doctor's briefs with a low growl of arousal.
At that moment, Julian chose to descend on Garak's exposed chest.  He
latched onto one of Garak's charcoal nipples with his mouth and
stimulated it to a hard nub then switched to the other.  The tailor
had ceased moving and merely let his hands rest on the doctor's
shoulders to fully concentrate on the man's warm, moist mouth. 
Feeling Julian's mouth nibble and suckle him there was causing the
Cardassian's aching member to weep for stimulation.

The doctor's hands soon began traveling farther down the smooth gray
chest.  When his fingers encountered the heavy material of the
tailor's trousers he unfastened them.  Julian then tugged the material
down the Cardassian's legs to the floor.  Garak easily stepped out of
the trousers.  As Julian rose, he trailed his hands up the gray flesh
feeling the rippling of muscle first on the calves, then his thighs,
and finally across the sensitive skin along the inner thighs.

"Julian..."  Garak's urgent tone caught Julian's attention.

"..Shh."  The doctor's soft voice slightly soothed Garak as the man's
lips settled on the tailor's.  Both savored the tenderness of this
brief lull.  But their demanding bodies soon reminded them that they
had not consummated this evening's affair.

Julian stepped back from Garak but had interlocked their fingers
before leaving his lover's embrace.  The doctor then started wantonly
leading the tailor to their bedroom.  When the two neared the bed
Julian broke his contact with Garak to climb on top of the mattress. 
Garak watched as Julian moved with feline grace towards the middle of
the bed before twisting his body to face the tailor once more.  Julian
then moved his elbows to elevate a portion of his upper body and
focused his attention on Garak, who was still standing at the foot of
the bed.

Garak eyed the delectable sight laid out on the bed in front of him
while stripping his briefs off and finally freeing his sex from its
imprisonment.  Julian's gaze had dropped to scrutinize the tailor's
exotic physique from bottom to top.  His attention lingered the
longest on the Cardassian's impressive erect organ and elegant
arrangement of scales and ridges surrounding it before moving farther
up to briefly watch the heaving chest.

The doctor's gaze continued moving up the solid body to lock onto the
tailor's eyes.  A seductive smile briefly drifted across the young
man's features as he felt the bed shift under the tailor's weight. 
While his gray hands snaked up Julian's legs Garak could feel the
man's muscles tense and relax.  When he reached the doctor's briefs
the tailor quickly removed them.  With the briefs gone, the man's sex
stood in proud display before the Cardassian.  The tailor's intense
gaze swept over the young doctor.. claiming him.

The feral gleam in Garak's eyes caused Julian to swallow heavily. 
With the tailor on his hands and knees above the doctor, Julian's body
quivered in anticipation.  When Julian felt Garak's lips on his
stomach his back arched upwards to welcome the contact.  The gray lips
moved further up to tease the doctor's nipples.  As Julian's moans
started filling the room, his hands continued traveling across Garak's
pale skin.  His darker fingers dropped to the tailor's ass to
gradually drift off towards the sides and briefly followed the
Cardassian's exotic ridges along his hips.

After releasing the sensitized nipples, Garak moved up the long line
of Julian's neck to kiss and gently nip at the area where a prominent
ridge would have been on a Cardassian.  The tailor lifted his head and
adjusted his position above the man to plant a passionate kiss on his
lover's lips before trailing a heated path down Julian's writhing body
with his mouth.  Seeing this sensual creature beneath him was wrecking
havoc on Garak's body.  The tailor could feel the blood painfully
pounding throughout his body and knew he had to do something.. *now*.

The tailor began nudging the doctor's legs apart with one of his
knees. In response, Julian lifted his own knees to comfortably spread
his legs for Garak.  The Cardassian moved to kneel between the man's
legs.  Garak could see the doctor was observing his actions and
returned Julian's earlier mischievous grin with one of his own as he
ran his hands up and down Julian's warm, silky thighs before slowly
bowing his head down to his lover's sex.

The initial shock of feeling Garak flick his tongue on the head of his
sex and then teasing the slit at the tip caused Julian to toss his
head back and groan as beads of sweat appeared on his golden skin. 
Then a strangled cry was torn from Julian when he felt the tailor drop
his head further to fully engulf his erection.  Julian had to
violently twist his hands in the sheets as the erotic heat of Garak's
mouth forced his hips to begin undulating.  The soft warmth of the
tailor's mouth surrounded and welcomed the doctor's pulsating
erection.

Julian felt Garak's agile tongue trace the delicate veins and his
gentle nibbles on the shaft.  His hips were momentarily stilled by two
strong gray hands as the tailor lifted his mouth so that his tongue
could circle around the juncture below the glans of his lover's
erection before sliding back down to firmly suck on Julian's heated
sex while one of his hands fondled the man's sensitive testicles.  The
doctor's cries of ecstasy filled the room as Garak's delicious sucking
action was drawing Julian closer to his peak.

While the man's attention was focused on the sensations radiating out
from his groin Garak started preparing Julian for penetration.  Since
his own member was already well lubricated from natural secretions,
the tailor ran his hand down his organ to spread the natural lubricant
across his fingers.  With his fingers thoroughly coated, Garak started
trailing a finger between Julian's legs.  The Cardassian's hand
lingered to caress the tender flesh beneath the man's testicles.

The doctor's breathing had grown steadily more erratic from the
sensations the tailor was causing.  Garak listened for a moment to the
sounds his lover was making.  Without the more civilized need for
language, the lovers' primal sounds of pleasure enveloped them and
heightened their passions.  A sense of urgency caused the tailor's
finger to continue moving further down towards the man's cleft.  When
Garak's finger reached the entrance to his lover's body he carefully
circled the tight opening before dipping inside Julian.

One gentle finger partially slipped into the heated depths of the
doctor's body but was forced deeper by the man's moving hips.  Garak's
slick finger accidentally brushed across the man's prostrate as Julian
kept rocking his hips.  The combination of Garak's heated caresses
finally triggered the doctor's climax.  As his orgasm slammed into
him, Julian's scream got caught in his throat.  For a moment, the
doctor couldn't breath because his throat muscles had severely
constricted. Once the tidal wave of euphoria lessened, the man's harsh
breathing filled the room.

The tailor siphoned off his lover's seed as it continued spurting down
his throat.  While the muscles in the man relaxed the tailor proceeded
to slip another finger inside the doctor.  Garak then released
Julian's exhausted member and eyed the exquisite sight before him. 
Damp locks of hair framed the exotic smoothness of Julian's features
while a satiated grin slowly formed.  The doctor's eyes were still
closed as the man savored the remaining aftershocks of his orgasm.

Garak had to concentrate on relaxing himself.  His body was still
crying out for release and the sensual creature with him was making
matters worse.  Seeing the young man's vulnerable and exposed state
reminded the tailor he had to take it slow.  The tailor slowly resumed
massaging the man's passage with his slick fingers.  The tight hole
gradually loosened to allow a third finger to work its way inside.

As his eyes finally drifted open, Julian could see the desire in
Garak's eyes.  Even though he was still breathing heavily Julian
started rocking his hips against Garak's hand to signal to the tailor
he was ready for more.  The doctor's youth and excellent health had
made his recovery a quick one but he was grateful that the tailor had
slowed down.  Julian laid down a little while longer and concentrated
on the sensation of being filled.  When he felt the fingers being
retracted the doctor shifted his position.  He wanted to feel the
tailor's thrusts while on his knees.

Garak watched as Julian moved onto his knees and turned around to
grasp the bed's headboard.  The doctor glanced over his shoulder with
a look that beckoned the tailor's touch.  Garak crawled up the bed to
claim his lover once more.  His gray arms wrapped around the man's
body to draw the two closer together.  When Julian felt Garak's body
mold itself to him from behind he leaned his head back on Garak's
solid shoulder.  A warm mouth soon began kissing and nipping up the
line of his tan neck. The doctor turned his head towards the side to
meet the tailor's mouth and taste his lover again.

Since their bodies were closely molded together, Julian felt the
tailor's hard sex nestle against his ass.  As his hips started rocking
against the erect organ, the doctor felt the strong hands on his hips
move towards his ass.  The man had to gasp when firm fingers grasped
each cheek to spread them apart.  He was now fully open and exposed to
the tailor's fiery steel.  Julian knew he was growing hard again. 
Garak began rubbing his lubricated sex across the man's opening.  The
moans coming from the doctor made the tailor smile as he continued
teasing the young man.

Garak felt Julian try to impale himself on his heated sex.  The
Cardassian knew he had reached his limits.  He had to feel his lover
from the inside and started easing himself into Julian.  The tailor
had to hold the doctor's hips as he gently worked his way inside. 
Garak's careful movements were frustrating the young human but the
steady gray hands held his hips in check.

Once Garak was fully inside him, Julian let out a sob of relief as the
tailor began gently thrusting his member in and out of his heated
passage.  As soon as the tailor's hands had released his hips, the
doctor began moving to counter the tailor's motions.  Julian felt
Garak's pace quicken.  The tailor began pounding his sex deeper.  The
doctor's sharp intakes of air were synchronized with Garak's sharp
lunges but the tailor's powerful thrusts soon started coming faster
and harder.

Julian's own renewed arousal was begging for attention.  Almost as if
the tailor had sensed the man's predicament, one of his hands
descended on the doctor's erection and began a vigorous pumping action
up and down the pulsating shaft.  Julian had to toss his head back as
the pleasure consumed him.  The doctor's cries of ecstasy and the
clenching warmth surrounding the tailor's sex was bringing the
Cardassian closer to his own climax while he rode his lover hard.

Julian could feel the familiar tightening in his groin and grabbed the
edge of the headboard as if it were a lifeline.  The man felt the
warmth start spreading throughout his body again.  Julian's shouts
soon echoed in the room while his body released his seed on Garak's
hand.  This time his climax had not been as shattering but wasn't any
less pleasurable. The doctor's orgasm drew the tailor's out as the
spasms and resulting contractions in the human's tight passage around
his sex forced the tailor to reach out and grab the headboard.  Garak
buried his head against Julian's shoulder while he cried out his
pleasure.

Out of the chaos of sensation, Garak's attention eventually focused
once more on Julian as his warmer hands covered his gray ones while he
slowly removed his softening sex from the young man's depths.  Both
were still breathing heavily and their tired states obvious.  Garak
grabbed the top sheet and carelessly tossed it off to the side.  Since
they started sharing the doctor's quarters, the bed's sheets were
usually layered. After the sheet was removed, the tailor backed away
from Julian to give him room to slide down on top of the covers. 
Garak then grabbed the crumpled sheet and gently wiped Julian and
himself with the drier areas.  Exhaustion was possessing them as they
moved to lie down.

Soon after his back touched the mattress, Garak felt his lover's soft
hair resting against his broad chest.  The room's warmer temperature
made using the covers unnecessary while both laid beside each other
and exchanged tender kisses.  As the lovers nestled against one
another, Julian held out his hand for Garak to take again.  Silver
fingers intertwined with gold.  They were two different elements but
through the fiery passion of their love they forged a unique bond
together.

Garak's eyes darted across the young man and smiled as Julian's even
breathing signaled he was drifting off to sleep.  The tailor looked
out through the bedroom portal and briefly watched the soothing dance
of lights.  Garak reluctantly untangled his limbs from Julian's
comforting presence and walked towards the main room to extinguish the
candles. When the tailor was about to put out the last candle he spied
the forgotten silk.  After he picked it up, Garak noticed he could
still faintly smell Julian's cologne.

The ideas Julian came up with never ceased to amaze Garak.  The tailor
made a mental note to encourage the good doctor's flights of fancy as
he made his way back to the bedroom and settled down beside his lover.
Before he fell asleep, a slow smile briefly flashed across Garak's
face as thoughts on new techniques of "encouraging" his dear doctor
drifted through his mind.

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The End