The BLTS Archive - Waiting In The Wings
by Jackie (jackie@Ifbarnes.demon.co.uk)

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This Fanfic is a slash story about two consenting females. It contains
explicit f/f sex. If you think you will be offended by such material,
please do not read.

For the purposes of this story, Jadzia Dax has remained aboard Terok
Nor during the Dominion occupation. (As for Worf - well, he just
doesn't come into it.) It takes place after the the events of my
Odo/Weyoun stories, "Darling Founder" and "So, My Love".

All characters in Star Trek:Deep Space Nine belong to Paramount. This
story is Fan Fiction - it is mine, and nobody else's.

I would love to hear any comments you have about the story!

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Kira Nerys leaned back in her operations room chair and stretched -
her arms, her legs, her entire body. Not for the first time that day,
her thoughts turned to the man she loved. Odo. Her Odo...

Odo loved Nerys. For years he'd loved her, and she hadn't known. He
hadn't told her because he was afraid he would hear those ridiculous
words "Can we just be friends?" How could they have been 'just
friends' if he'd told her he loved her? If Nerys had known he wanted
love, and all she had to give was friendship, it would have strained
their relationship, spoiled what they already had. He might have lost
her totally, and that would have been too much for him to bear. So for
all those years he'd lived a lie, pretending he felt no more than
friendship towards her. It was easier, he believed, than living
without her. The really stupid thing was Nerys loved Odo as much as he
loved her, and hadn't told him for exactly the same reason.

His true feelings had been revealed in a most unexpected way - by
another Odo, from another time, and another place. But what had she
done about it? Tried to carry on as if nothing had happened. Because
she was angry. A little angry at Odo, very angry at herself. All those
years of living a lie, all those years of wanting something she could
have had, and all because neither one of them had dared to open their
mouths to say... "I love you." Indeed, just as Odo had feared, their
relationship was strained.

Shortly before the Dominion invaded DS9, Odo told Nerys he wanted to
take her out to dinner. Then he said he wasn't going to ask her - in
fact, for the time being, he wasn't going to try to alter the nature
of their relationship at all. With the Dominion threat ever present,
they had enough to worry about already. That was the reason he gave,
and it was good enough for Nerys. She didn't know why, but it was a
great relief.

These days she felt differently. The Dominion possessed the station,
and she was part of a small resistance cell. Outside, the war raged.
But she found herself thinking more and more about Odo. Her Odo - and
all those wasted years. It was time to end the foolishness, time to
declare her love. She would go to him, and tell him she was ready to
commit herself to a loving relationship. Her shift had ended - where
would he be at this time of day? The Replimat - most likely with a
book. A detective novel. Nerys smiled.

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Odo sat at a table in the Replimat, and behind him stood the
Dominion's Vorta ambassador, Weyoun. His hands were on Odo's
shoulders, and he was leaning towards him. The proximity of his mouth
to Odo's ear suggested that he was whispering something. The Vorta
departed and the shapeshifter's eyes followed him as he left the room.
If Nerys had been there a few minutes earlier, she would have seen
them kissing.

"You two seem to be getting along well these days," she remarked, as
she took the seat opposite her love. Odo hadn't seen her coming, and
she startled him. "Is it that obvious?" he asked, once he'd composed
himself. "I saw him," she continued. "He actually dared to touch you -
his god!"

"I don't know if he thinks of me as a god anymore," the shapeshifter
replied. "He certainly worships me though." Odo folded his arms, and a
contented smile spread across his face. Kira smiled too, a wicked
glint in her eye. "And just how many ways does he have of worshipping
you?" she teased. "How does he show his undying love?" Odo gave her a
reproachful look, then smiled, shaking his head. "Where do you spend
the night?" she enquired, giggling. "His place or yours?"

"It depends on what we're going to do. If he wants to be tied up, we
go to his quarters. But usually he comes to my bed. It's bigger - more
surface to play on." Nerys was startled by his matter-of-fact tone.
She looked at him in total dismay, then stared into the empty coffee
mug Weyoun had left behind. At last she understood. She may have been
joking, but Odo wasn't. "Then you really are..." Nerys couldn't bring
herself to say the word "lovers". Odo nodded. "We're involved."

Nerys was shaking - she felt nauseous and very hot. "I guess this has
come as a shock to you, Nerys," Odo continued. "I know what you think
of him. What we share is..."

"Odo," she interrupted, "If you see something in him nobody else does,
and he makes you happy, then I'm very pleased for you." Kira's forced
smile hid feelings of deep disappointment - and revulsion. "I have to
go. I'll see you around." Kira rose from her chair and carelessly
pushed it aside. Odo realised she was upset and almost called to her
as she strode away - but he figured it wouldn't do any good.

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Nerys ran. She wouldn't stop until she reached the opposite end of the
station - she wanted to be as far away from Odo as possible.
Eventually she came to rest, leaning against the corridor wall. Her
knees buckled, and she slid to the ground, ending up as a crumpled,
sobbing heap. Then she felt a gentle hand touching the back of her
neck, another taking her hand. She looked up. Jadzia...

Jadzia took the Bajoran to her own quarters, and listened as she
poured out her grief. Nerys explained the situation between Odo and
Weyoun... and herself. She'd hurt Odo many times, wounded him badly,
and now he'd turned away from women altogether. He'd turned queer and
it was all her fault. Worse still, he'd fallen into the clutches of
the despicable Vorta. Jadzia knelt in front of her as she sat on the
sofa and held her hands. The Trill looked directly at her as she
spoke.

"Nerys - they're in love. If two people of the same sex have strong
feelings for one another and they want to share their bodies... Oh
Nerys. Please trust me when I tell you it's not wrong for them to make
love. It's happened to me more than once, as both male and female. It
can be beautiful, I assure you."

Nerys looked at her friend in amazement. Her body shook as she started
sobbing again. Jadzia sat beside her and held her, rocking her as if
she were her child. Eventually the tears subsided, and Jadzia wiped
her face with a cool, damp cloth. Nerys smiled affectionately at her
friend. She embraced her, and rested her head on her chest. The Trill
stroked the Bajoran's hair. "Are you feeling better now?" she
enquired. "Yes. Thank you Jadzia." Nerys replied, and kissed her
cheek. The Trill took her hand. They both watched as their fingers
interlocked. Jadzia raised her free hand to the underside of Nerys's
chin, and held it as she studied the beautiful, tearstained face. Then
she leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. Jadzia withdrew and
watched Nerys to see her reaction.

Nerys thought nothing of the kiss and returned it. They held each
other, and Jadzia kissed Nerys again. Once more the kiss was returned.
It happened a third time, and a fourth, and on the fifth occasion
Nerys returned the kiss without breaking contact. Jadzia's tongue
entered her mouth, and Nerys became aware of a hand massaging her
breast.

The Bajoran pulled away, shocked by what was happening. She stood up,
thinking she should start running again, but the centre of the room
was as far as she got.

Nerys trembled with intense sexual desire. Her vulva tingled, and when
she touched herself it was no surprise to find she was extremely wet.
What was happening to her? She had never wanted sex with a woman
before, and now she desired Jadzia with her whole being. What was she
to do - return to her quarters and masturbate, or should she... should
she... surrender to her desire, and make love to her friend?

She stayed where she was, and with her back to the Trill, proceeded to
undress. She pulled off her boots and removed her jumpsuit, literally
peeling it from her perspiring skin. Upon removing her underwear, she
placed an arm across her breasts, a hand over her pubic hair, and
turned. As Jadzia looked on, she allowed her arms to fall by her
sides.

Jadzia smiled as she viewed her friend's naked body, and Nerys felt a
rush of excitement as the Trill joined her in the centre of the room.
Jadzia began to undress, and  Nerys felt a trickle from her vagina as
she anticipated seeing her naked. She was lubricating so heavily by
now, the viscous liquid literally dripped from her.

The Bajoran sighed with pleasure as the Trill's lovely breasts were
exposed to her - large, shapely mounds with dark pink nipples, as hard
and erect as her own. She felt another wave of excitement as the final
item of clothing was removed, and Jadzia's dark pubic triangle was
revealed.

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The two women kissed and caressed, stroking each others supple bodies,
feeling each other's warm, feminine skin. Nerys luxuriated in the
naked embrace. The feel of Jadzia's bare breasts pressed against her
own was arousing and comfortable at the same time - but the sensation
whenever their nipples touched was electrifying.

Nerys stood back from Jadzia and gazed at her lovely breasts. She
cupped them in her hands, bent forward, and taking each nipple in
turn, sucked and teased them with her lips and tongue. Jadzia led
Nerys into her bedroom, where she lay her down and pleasured her in
similar fashion. One hand moved down over her belly and came to rest
on her pubic mound. She indicated to Nerys that she should position
herself near the edge of the bed. Nerys complied, then lay back and
spread herself brazenly before her friend. She'd been looking forward
to this.

Jadzia knelt before Nerys, facing her genitals. She reached out to
touch the swollen lips, and stroked them so gently, so delicately, she
barely touched them at all. With her hands placed on the insides of
Nerys's thighs she positioned her face between them, and kissed the
aching vulva. She went to work with her tongue, exploring the wet slit
from perineum to clitoris and back again. Nerys kept perfectly still,
and apart from her heavy breathing, didn't make a sound. As her orgasm
approached she longed to feel the Trill's tongue inside her, and
waited patiently for penetration. Jadzia teased her, circling the
sensitive lips, but never venturing beyond. The Bajoran was forced to
break her silence and plead for what she desired. At last the agile
tongue slid between the swollen labia, and Nerys moaned and writhed as
the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced exploded inside her.

Jadzia climbed onto the bed and straddled her lover's face. Nerys
studied the Trill's ruby coloured labia, and circled her glistening
vagina with her fingertips. She pulled her downwards, and before long
Jadzia cried out, her hips rotating as she too came into the mouth of
her female love.

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The two women took a warm, relaxing bath together - Nerys laughed as
Jadzia ran soapy hands all over her breasts. "I can't keep my hands
off you," she whispered, as she slipped two fingers into the Bajoran's
vagina, and spread them as far as she could within the warm confines.

Having thoroughly enjoyed the bath, they took pleasure in towelling
each other's aroused bodies, kissing each part as it was dried. Jadzia
led Nerys back to her bedroom, and once more their bodies entwined.
Satin sheets swathed them as they succumbed to each tender, loving
caress.

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Nerys thought about her lover as she dressed for their evening out
together. All those years of friendship, and she'd been totally
unaware of Jadzia's true feelings towards her. How could she have been
so blind - not only to Jadzia's feelings, but to her own? All those
wasted years. But somehow they didn't matter -  she looked forward to
making up for lost time.

Jadzia called for her, and they made their way to Quark's, walking arm
in arm. Upon arriving, Nerys spotted a familiar face, enjoying the
company of a certain Vorta ambassador. It was Odo. But not her Odo
anymore. She would always love him, and no doubt their friendship
would continue. They could have been lovers, but had passed each other
by. It was of no consequence now, for he had found someone else to
love - and so had she.

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The End