The BLTS Archive - Loving Nerys
by ChristopherE. (clestep@juno.com)

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This is a NEW DS9-based story, based (to an extent) on
"Fascination" (it refers to events in that episode).
Remember, Paramount/Viacom owns the characters used herein;
however, this story is wholly my own work and is otherwise
original.  Archival and reposting IS permitted; however, no
changes may be made without my express consent. Also, this
story contains SEX between a Bajoran and a human.  If you
are under the Age Of Adulthood in your state/country, READ
NO FURTHER.

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Station Log: Stardate 45272.2:


The Cardassian civilian government is sending
representatives to DS9 to sign a historic mutual-defense
pact with the Federation.  The recent incursion of the
Klingons into Cardassian space prompted this action.
Representatives from most Federation worlds and the Romulan
Empire will be in attendance.

Captain Benjamin Sisko, commander of Deep Space Nine,
struggled (again) with the collar of his full-dress uniform.
He finally managed to get it the way he wanted it to look,
but he still felt like he was being choked with a rope..
His only thought other than the way his collar felt was that
none of the Starfleet personnel was having it any easier.

Meanwhile, in Quark's quarters, young Academy Cadet Rom was
in HIS dress uniform.  Unlike Captain Sisko, he wasn't
grimacing at all; on the contrary, he was grinning like the
proverbial Earth housecat left alone with a roasted 22-pound
turkey.  Being the first Ferengi to enroll in Starfleet
Academy was a surprise in itself back on the homeworld; the
fact that he was 2nd in his class (without taking the "easy
way") cost a lot of people some serious money in bets.
(Quark, naturally, cleaned up, betting on Rom.).  Quark was
at the bar, preparing for the coming influx of people from
all over the Alpha quadrant.  Rom put a final polish on his
Starfleet-issue dress boots, then strode out into the
corridor.

Lt. Cmdr. Worf, Strategic Operations Officer, was going over
(with Odo) security arrangements for the treaty-signing
ceremony and the events preceding and following it.  Worf
was in his Starfleet full-dress uniform, his Imperial Dress
sash polished to a bright shine, and his bat'leth freshly
sharpened.  Worf looked at the guest list and groaned.  Odo
looked at the list himself, then understood Worf's
expression; on the list was Betazed Ambassador to the
Federation Lwaxana Troi - Worf's mother-in-law.  Odo knew
that most species had a common dread for mothers-in-law, and
in that, even Klingons were not an exception.  However, THIS
woman had continually expressed an interest in a romantic
(or even sexual) liaison with Odo himself.  With his refusal
to tell Major Kira how he felt about her (lest she be used
as a hostage against him by the rest of the Dominion's
Founders), he was still, in Earth (and Betazoid) terms,
single.....and available.

Major Kira Nerys, Deep Space Nine's Bajoran representative
and Executive Officer, was sitting in her quarters,
thinking.  She had been feeling out of sorts lately.  Her
thoughts kept turning toward someone she had refused to
think about since Lwaxana Troi's last visit to the
station...Dr. Julian Bashir.  She knew about the effects of
Xanthi fever: a rather dry lecture by Dr. Bashir after the
episode with Ambassador Troi made it quite plain that the
potentiality that it stimulated in non-Betazoids toward
romance was only stimulated if the feelings were already
there.  Therefore, she already knew that somewhere, deeply
buried, she WAS interested in the handsome medical officer,
and that he was interested in HER the same way.  Suddenly,
with a Bajoran curse, she shook herself out of her funk.
"Either face it, or run," she told herself.  With that, she
made up her mind, and walked toward the Station infirmary.

In the infirmary, the subject of Major Kira's musing was
checking his medical stores, making sure that he was
well-stocked with the medical supplies he would need to
treat every possible ailment that any of the delegates and
representatives could suffer.  He was making a final check
when the infirmary door buzzed. "Come in," he said.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Lt. Commander Jadzia Dax,
DS9's Science Officer and his good friend, came into the
infirmary.

"Julian, can I talk to you....alone?" Jadzia asked.

Bashir looked startled.  "Is something wrong, Jadzia?" he
asked.  He used to have a crush on the beautiful Trill, but
this had since changed to a warm, close friendship.  With a
look of concern still etched on his face, he escorted Dax to
his office and closed the door. When the door closed, Dax
said, "No...nothing's wrong with ME.  I need to ask you
something."

"Go ahead," the medico replied.

Dax took a deep breath, then plunged on. "Julian, how do you
feel about Nerys?"

This took Julian completely by surprise.  "Nerys?
Why....uh....how should I feel about her?"

"Do you love her?"

Julian thought for a moment, then admitted sheepishly, "Yes,
Jadzia...I DO love her.  I don't know whether I have the
RIGHT to...but, yes, dammit, I DO love her.  Very much."

Dax did not look surprised at his admission of his feelings
for their Bajoran colleague, but plunged on.  "Why do you
feel that you don't have the right to love her?"

Julian snapped out, "Bareil.  I refused to save him.  Even
though it was medically possible to save him, I let him
die!"

Dax reached out and took his hand in both of hers. "Julian,
you acted on the wishes of your patient.  He didn't want to
suffer any longer. Either she understands it, or she
doesn't.  Either she feels the same way about you that you
do about her, or she doesn't.  Either she loves you, or she
doesn't," she said.

Julian looked at Jadzia in a different light.  This was a
long speech for the normally close-mouthed Jadzia.  "Then, I
should..." Julian began.

"Tell her how you feel, Julian.  Let HER decide what to do
about it. Then, regardless of how she reacts, accept it;
then, go to the next step," Dax finished.  "Although, I have
the feeling that neither of you WILL regret it."  She gave
Julian a warm hug, then left the office.

Julian sat there, at his desk, thinking about what Dax had
just said.  He was startled out of his reverie by ther sound
of the infirmary door buzzing.  "Come in," he said.

The door continued to buzz.  "Damn Cardassian door is
sticking again," he thought.  He opened the door...and there
stood Major Kira...in a long, flowing gown.

The young doctor stood there, mouth agape.  This was a side
of the Bajoran that he had never seen before.  She looked
soft, feminine, tender...in short, like a delicate flower;
not the tough Bajoran resistance fighter she actually was.

"Well, Julian; aren't you going to let me in?" Major Kira
said.

This shook Julian out of his shocked stupor; he moved aside
so Kira could enter the infirmary.  Kira walked into the
infirmary and took a seat on one of the infirmary
examination tables.

Julian stood in front of her, a look of concern tinged with
a sense of being in the presence on immortal beauty showing
on his face..

"Julian," Kira began," I need to tell you something I've
kept bottled up inside for many months.  And I must ask you
to let me finish what I have to say before saying anything."

Julian braced himself as best he could.  "Go ahead, Major."

Kira took a deep breath, then plunged on.  "Julian, I have
loved someone for a long time.  I haven't been able to tell
him how I feel about him.  We have worked in close proximity
here on the station, yet, for some reason, I've never been
able to let him know that I love him.  I have finally
decided to face my feelings for him, and tell him how I
feel."

"Odo," he thought.  "She's going to tell me that she's in
love with Odo."

"Julian, I love you.  I've loved you since before I even
started seeing Bareil, but I always thought that by loving
you, I was somehow betraying Bajor.  Now, I realize that
betraying my heart would be the greater crime than any
possible betraying of Bajor," Kira finished.

Julian looked stunned and completely nonplussed.  He felt
that he was somehow mishearing something; that his ears
could not have heard what they actually told his brain.
"You...love ME?" Julian stammered.

Kira said nothing.  She simply reached out, took the
still-stunned doctor's face in her hands, and kissed him
gently on the lips.

The kiss finally convinced Julian that he WASN'T hearing
things...that she DID love HIM.  With that, he put his arms
around her, and returned her kiss...at first tenderly, then
with the long bottled-up passion he had kept inside.  Julian
felt Nerys' hands reaching and finding the seam on the back
of his dress uniform and slowly unseaming it.  He then
reached behind the Bajoran's back and found the seemingly
out-of-place twenty-fourth century seam on her gown and
unseaming THAT.  While continuing their kiss, they slowly
unclothed each other, brushing their hands over the other's
body.  When they had fully unclothed each other, they broke
apart and looked into each other's eyes.

Julian finally spoke and said, "Nerys...do you really want
to..."

Nerys cut him off with a kiss.  "With all my heart and soul,
dear Julian.  We have lived and fought together.  Now, let
us love...together..as we have wanted to. For the first
time...but not the last, Julian...never the last..."

With that, she pulled him down on top of her on the
examination table. As Julian's hands touched each scar on
her body, he kissed it with his lips, as if he could take
the pain away that each scar represented.  He slowly worked
his way down until he reached her center; then, spreading
her legs with a gentle tenderness, he kissed there gently,
like he was kissing her mouth.  Nerys moaned, enjoying the
feelings brought by her lover's lips and tongue in her
center. Then, when she could take it no longer, she pulled
his head back up to her own.  He found himself poised at the
entrance to her moist and welcoming entrance.  Without
saying a word, and with the same gentleness, he slowly
entered her; pushing himself until he was fully inside the
wetness of her center.

Slowly, and with tenderness, they again began to kiss each
other; their tongues engaging in a silent duel in each
other's mouths as they loved each other.  Nerys and Julian
unhurriedly enjoyed the feelings they were giving each
other; exulting in their now-open enjoyment of their love.

Nerys was being given orgasm after orgasm; being taken to
ecstasy after ecstasy by the movements, actions, and
feelings she was being given by her lover.

When Julian finally had his own orgasm, it was unlike
anything he had ever dreamed or imagined...even in his own
dreams about Dax, so long ago, he never thought he would
ever feel as happy as his reality with the tough-yet-gentle
Bajoran he was loving.

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Meanwhile, the rest of DS9's officers were in the Promenade,
awaiting the arrival of the first representatives for the
treaty-signing. Sisko asked Dax, "Where's Major Kira?  For
that matter, where's Doctor Bashir?"

Dax smiled.  "Somehow, Benjamin, I get the feeling that
they're going to be late..." and with that, she smiled
enigmatically.

However, DS9's commander recognized that smile.  "And what
has you been up to...Old Man?"

Dax looked at her long-time friend, ever since her days as
Curzon Dax. "Merely helping two friends face themselves,
Benjamin."

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Back in the infirmary, the two lovers lay on the examination
table that had become their impromptu lovenest.  Nerys said,
in her best Scarlett O'Hara imitation, "But darling; the
ceremony...."

Julian shushed her with a finger to her lips.  "Frankly, my
dear, I don't give a damn."

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The End