Star Trek: Deep Space 9: Lonely Hearts
by  John O'Connor
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This is strictly for fun.
Notes:
 1)Takes place several months after the events
in the series finale of "Star Trek: Deep Space 9."
2)This is an entry in the Round 1 for the
femme_fuhq_fest. (Others can be found at
geocities.com/femme_fuhq_fest)
Ezri Dax, Federation Deep Space Station 9's
counsellor, strolled along the Promenade after her
duty shift debating dining choices.  Unfortunately,
nothing there interested her at that moment.  Quark's?
 No, typical bar food.  Klingon?  No, too spicy.
Bajoran?  No, not spicy enough.  Nothing seemed to fit
the bill.
As she debated returning to her quarters and trying
her replicator, she saw Kira Nerys, interim station
commander, standing by one of the upper level windows
staring out into space.  Ezri thought she looked
lonely.  'She has every right to feel that way,' the
young counsellor thought.  She climbed one of the
stairways leading to the upper deck.
Ezri was also aware that since the death of Jadzia and
Odo's return to the Changelings' homeworld, Colonel
Kira had no one to confide in or to lean on.  She was
creating an emotional cocoon.  Soon, she would not be
able to deal with anyone outside of a professional
situation.  Eventually, if her emotional state
remained unchanged, she wouldn't even be able to work.
"Colonel, am I disturbing?" Ezri asked.
"Huh?  Oh no, Ezri.  Just looking out at the stars.
You know, I've been stationed here for almost seven
years and so often been on station before that, and I
still love to look at the stars.  They seem so much
brighter and closer than they do from Bajor," Nerys
said.
"We-ell, there is the atmosphere to take into
account," Ezri offered with a gentle smile.
Nerys smiled and said, "Yes, but it's more than that.
I don't really know how to describe it."
Now Ezri smiled, "Actually, I do know.  None of the
previous Dax's ever got over it either.  It gets in
your blood and when you are planetside, you can't wait
to get back out there."  She paused for a moment, then
continued, "No one from Star Fleet really ever
retires, you know.  They just accept the consequences
of natural gravity."
"Yes, I've heard that old cliche.  What can I do for
you, Ezri?" Nerys asked.
"Well, Colonel, I'm officially off duty, but you
looked like you could use a friend right now.  So,
here I am?" the young woman offered.
Nerys looked at Ezri for a moment thinking of all the
people they had served with in the last year, and felt
the returning pain of too many losses begin to well up
inside her.  Forcing the feelings down, she said,
"Thanks, but I think I'd rather be alone."
Nodding, Ezri said, "I understand.  You were a good
friend to Jadzia for a long time," Ezri almost stopped
when she saw a brief look of pain flicker across
Nerys' face but continued, "and I don't pretend to be
her.  However, I do, through Dax, know when you're in
denial.  C'mon, let's get some dinner, maybe a drink
or two at Vic's.  What do you say?"
Nerys stood for a moment, then slowly nodded her head,
"Alright, I guess I really don't want to be alone
right now.  But I really don't feel like being
surrounded by people either, even holo-people.  Okay?"
"Fine, let's go back to my quarters.  I'll whip up
some food from the replicator and we can talk about
anything you want to," Ezri began to lead the way.
She stopped when Nerys turned back to the port as the
wormhole, the reason for DS9's continued existence,
opened.
Nerys turned back and said, "Sorry."
"It's okay, I understand Colonel," Ezri replied.
"It's just that I keep hoping Odo will be coming back
through from the Founders world.  I suppose I should
stop kidding myself."  Nerys frowned and began to walk
down the promenade.
Ezri kept pace with Nerys and waited for her to say
something.  She had learned that often the best way to
get someone to open up was to let them do the talking
in their own time.
As they entered a turbolift, Nerys asked, "Any word
from Julian?"
Ezri brightened up and said, "Yes, he's having a ball
at Starfleet Headquarters.  I don't think this
conference is as bad as he was making it out to be.
He even took some time to see Captain Sisko's father
in New Orleans."
"How long will he be gone?"
"Oh, he said he'd be back in a week, but that was
three weeks ago," Ezri replied.  "Hey, now I know just
what to fix for dinner!" she added, snapping her
fingers like a Terran.
They got off the lift and proceeded down a corridor in
the habitat ring towards Ezri's quarters.  They passed
some new station personnel on the way.
"There sure have been a lot of changes since the war,"
Ezri commented.
"Yes, there have," Nerys said quietly.
'Oops!  Good move, Ez.  Remind her of her loss.  Great
counselling job,' Ezri thought as they arrived at her
door.
"Lights."  The overhead illumination came on instantly
as Ezri and Nerys walked in, the door swishing closed
behind them.
"Make yourself comfortable Colonel.  If you don't
mind, I'm going to get out of this uniform," Ezri said
as she entered her sleeping quarters.
"Good idea," Nerys agreed.  "And I've told you before,
you can call me Nerys."  She removed her tunic and
laid it on the back of the couch, revealing the white,
sleeveless shirt beneath.  She took time to look at
the nick-nacks Ezri had scattered around the quarters.
 So different from Jadzia and yet there was still a
touch of her old friend here and there.
"Doing a security scan?" Ezri joked as she reentered
the room.  She had changed into a pair of Academy gym
shorts and a loose blouse that appeared to be from
Betazed.  The dark skin patterns were evident running
down the outsides of her legs.
"No, just curious," Nerys replied, glancing over her
shoulder.  Picking up a small trinket, she added, "I
remember when Jadzia got this.  We were on Earth at a
conference about the wormhole and it's possible
applications a couple of standard years ago, before
the war."  She paused for a moment.  "We were in
Lisbon and she saw this in a stall near the hotel and
just had to have it."
"I remember, uh, that is, the Dax part of me
remembers," Ezri corrected herself.  "You know..."
Nerys nodded.  "I guess you also 'remember' how close
we were.  There were no secrets between us, at least
as far as I was concerned."
Ezri placed her hand on Nerys' shoulder, "She never
held anything back from you, either."
Nerys turned and looked at the younger woman, her eyes
glistening.  "Thank you," she said in a small voice.
"Please Nerys, sit down.  Would you like something to
drink?  I have some Bajoran wine?" Ezri offered.
"Thank you, that would be nice."  Nerys relaxed on the
couch as Ezri poured hem each a glass of the rosy
liquor.
"As I recall, this has a nice little kick," Ezri said
as she raised her glass.  "To old friends."
"And to new ones," Nerys lightly clinked her glass to
Ezri's.  "Mmm.  This is very good.  What province did
this come from?"
"I'm not sure, I really don't know that much about
Bajor yet."  Ezri smiled apologetically.
"Well, if you have any questions, just ask," Nerys
offered.  "What was it you said about dinner?  I only
had a small salad at midday."
"Well," Ezri began as she crossed to the replicator,
"Julian gave me the idea indirectly when he mentioned
seeing Benjamin's father."  To the replicator, she
said, "Two shrimp gumbos and a platter of steamed
crawfish.  Oh, and a pepper mill."  The food
materialized in the recessed port, steam rising off
the dishes.  "I wanted something spicy but not Klingon
spicy, you know?
"Ooo!  These trays are hot.  Careful," Ezri advised.
"Thank you," Nerys accepted a bowl of gumbo.   Ezri
used the replicated pepper mill to add some ground
pepper to the dish.
"This is delicious!  The captain's father makes this
type of food?"
"Oh yeah, he's one of the most famous restauranteurs
in New Orleans.  Benjamin first took me there, well he
took Curzon there, almost twenty-five years ago," Ezri
replied.
They sat and ate, Ezri showing Nerys the proper way to
eat crawfish.  They managed to maintain a semblance of
conversation as they ate.
"Miles and Keiko sent me some new pictures of Molly
and Kirayoshi," Nerys said.  "Molly is going to be a
heart-buster.  And Yoshi is growing so fast.  I really
miss them."
"Yes, I'd be surprised if you didn't.  When you were
carrying Yoshi for Keiko, you really bonded with the
whole family."  Ezri smiled, "And the Terran term is
heart-breaker.  Miles will go nuts when Molly's a
teenager and starts dating."
They shared a laugh at the image of the hapless
Irishman trying to control his headstrong daughter.
"If children came with warp cores and diagnostic
support, I think Miles would be a lot happier," Ezri
offered.
Nerys smiled, remembering a similar comment from Keiko
when she lived with the O'Briens while she carried
Yoshi for Keiko.
"Still no word from Starfleet about who will be put in
charge?" Ezri asked.
Nerys shook her head, "Not yet, I think they're hoping
Captain Sisko will return.  I don't mind the work
though, it helps take my mind off...  Well, you know."
Trying to steer the conversation away from their
losses, Ezri said, "It's too bad they can't leave you
in charge."
"Starfleet Command wants a Starfleet officer in charge
since this is a Federation station," Nerys needlessly
pointed out. "However with the changing status between
Bajor and the Federation, I would have the outside
track for the position if they decided on a Bajoran."
"Yes, and you would think in the interests of
interplanetary relations, they could arrange for you
to get command," Ezri argued.  "By the way, the human
term is inside track."
Nerys smiled and shrugged as if to say "Oops."
"Oh, Julian did see Miles and Keiko," Ezri
interjected.  "They're both doing great and the kids
too.  He said they send their love."
Nerys smiled, "That's great he got to see them.  How
many times have they fought the Battle of London?"
"The Battle of Britain," Ezri corrected again.  "And
lately they have been playing the Battle of the Somme
from Earth's first World War.  I guess Miles has
cleared all the bugs from the program and Julian will
be bringing a copy back."
"I hear you two have been using Quark's holosuites
quite a bit yourselves," Nerys smiled slyly.
Ezri flushed slightly, "Yeah, uh, the secret agent
program.  I'm the femme fatale he, uh, he seduces to
get me to change sides."
"Oh, I'm sure he has a rough time of it," Nerys
laughed.
"Sometimes yes and sometimes no."  They both laughed
at that.
Nerys started to look pensive then shook her head as
she gathered her thoughts, "Sorry, I was just
thinking, well never mind."
"Nerys, talk to me.  I am a counselor, even when I'm
off duty."  Ezri added, "And I'm also your friend.  I
want to help if I can."
Nerys sat quietly for a moment then asked, "Do you
ever get over the feeling of loss?  It's like someone
reached in and ripped out a big part of me.  I miss
all of them terribly but Odo and Jadzia the most.  You
know?  I've lost people before during the Occupation
but it never bothered me like this."
Fearing any words on her part would cause Nerys to
silence herself, Ezri again placed her hand on Nerys'
forearm with a gentle squeeze.  Nerys began to gently
cry.
Ezri took Nerys into her arms and held her.  She
stroked the auburn hair and whispered soothing words
to her as the older woman trembled.  Tears soaked into
Ezri's shirt but she didn't even notice.  All of her
concern was for her friend and her emotional
well-being.
Slowly, Nerys' sobs subsided and she pulled back to
look at Ezri.  She gave her a small, quivering smile
and said, "I'm sorry.  I don't know what came over
me."
Ezri shook her head.  "You have nothing to be sorry
about.  You needed to do that."
"In your professional opinion?" Nerys asked lightly.
"Yes, but as your friend, too.  I want to help you and
I'll do anything I can to help.  Let me, okay?" Ezri
said and smiled.
Shifting somewhat on the couch, Ezri said, "Here, sit
back and relax.  This always worked for me when I was
upset."
Nerys looked at Ezri a little uneasily but lay back
against her shoulder.  Ezri wrapped her arm around
Nerys, her hand draping lightly over her shoulder.
Feeling the tenseness in Nerys, Ezri said, "Just take
it easy and relax."
Eventually, Nerys let herself relax against Ezri.  She
had to admit to herself that she hadn't felt this at
ease since Odo left.  She felt herself falling into a
doze.
Startled by her feeling of contentment, Nerys started
to rise. Ezri pulled her back and said, "No, just stay
here and rest."
"No, this is too much like being with Jadzia," Nerys
said, rising and crossing the room.  "You're not her
and I can't expect you to take her place anymore than
Odo's."
Ezri walked up and put her hands on the woman's
shoulders.  "Nerys, I don't expect to replace Jadzia
but I can help fill the void her death has left in
you.  I have her memories through Dax and I think I
know what you need right now."
She pulled Nerys against her and hugged the obviously
distraught woman.  Nerys buried her face in her hands
and sobbed quietly as Ezri again held her firmly.
Ezri had been attracted to the beautiful Bajoran woman
almost since the day she had set foot on DS9.  She
also knew that of all her female lovers, Nerys was
Jadzia's favorite.  The young Trill had never acted on
her urges out of fear.   She had been afraid that she
only wanted Nerys because of the memories she shared
with Jadzia through Dax.
Holding the crying woman, Ezri knew that her
attraction was hers and not a memory's.  Now she had
to hope the woman in her arms felt the same way.
As her crying subsided, Ezri tilted the older woman's
head up and gave Nerys the tenderest of kisses, barely
brushing their lips together.
Pulling back, Ezri looked up into Nerys' eyes and
pressed her lips more forcefully to the Bajoran's.
After the lengthy close-mouthed kiss, Ezri held Nerys
close and ran her hands across the soft material of
her shirt.  "I'm not Jadzia.  I would never try to
replace her.  I'm Ezri.  But I want to make love to
you, Nerys.  Maybe even more than Jadzia ever did."
Ezri looked deep into Nerys' eyes and said, "I've
never been with a woman before.  I want you to be the
first.  I know you'll be gentle and loving.  I only
hope I won't disappoint you."
Nerys' eyes filled with tears again and Ezri
misinterpreted her reaction.  "I'm sorry, Nerys.  I
didn't mean to..."
Her words were halted when Nerys pulled Ezri's head
towards her and kissed the Trill with all the pent-up
passion in her.
Nerys then stroked Ezri's cheek with the back of her
hand and said, "I won't be disappointed."  She then
pulled the young woman to her for another passionate
kiss.
As Nerys' tongue swept into her mouth to caress her
own, Ezri's thoughts were jumbled.  'Julian can't kiss
like this...She's so wonderful...Dax's memories can't
compare to...' spiralled through her mind with a
thousand others before she stopped thinking and
enjoyed the kiss.
One hand slid down to cup the older officer's tightly
curved butt and the other ran through Nerys' short,
auburn hair.  Nerys just held Ezri with her arms
tightly wrapped around the girl's waist.
Some things many humanoid races across the galaxy
shared physiologically.  One of these things was the
effect sexual arousal had on the members of those
races.
As Ezri began to thrust her tongue past Nerys' and
into the Bajoran's mouth, she felt herself getting
moist as she became aroused and hoped the other woman
felt the same way.
Nerys certainly did.  She hadn't felt this excited
since she and Odo first made love.   She knew the
little Trill couldn't change shapes or alter her body
like Odo.  But the girl's tongue promised other
extremely pleasurable delights.
As they pulled back, still in each other's arms, each
gazed into the other's eyes.  Love, and caring, mixed
with lust shown back from both women.
Nerys said, "Perhaps we'd be more comfortable in the
other room."
Ezri kissed her again and nodded before leading Nerys
by the hand into her bedroom.  Stepping into the room,
Ezri ordered the computer to dim the lights.  Then she
ordered some soft Earth jazz to play in the
background.
She pulled Nerys to her and her the other woman
lightly while she led the Bajoran in a little, swaying
dance.  Ezri ran her fingers again through the soft,
russet hair and gently pulled Nerys' face down for a
soft, wet kiss.
Ezri broke the kiss, "I want to see you, all of you."
Nerys smiled and sat on the bed to remove her boots.
Before she could get to them, Ezri knelt at her feet
and slipped her boots off.  The young brunette reached
up and opened the clasp on the waistband of the brown,
uniform slacks.  Standing, she helped Nerys to stand
and then ran her slender hands down to the older
woman's hips and tugged the pants down.
The regulation underwear Nerys had on was pulled down
with her slacks.  After stepping out of the clothes
pooled at her feet, the only article of clothing she
still wore was the white, cottony blouse.
Ezri pulled that over Nerys' head and whispered,
"You're more beautiful than Dax remembered."  She
cocked her head and took one of Nerys' hard nipples in
her mouth.  She cupped the other breast and slid her
other hand down the silky smooth skin of the Bajoran's
stomach to the small patch of downy soft fur between
her legs.
As Ezri slid a finger lightly across the outer lips,
she felt how wet the woman was.  She gently bit down
on the nipple as she dragged the raspy part of her
tongue across the top while slipping a finger into
Nerys.
Nerys gasped and stood on her toes as Ezri's fingers
slipped into her.  "By the Prophets!  Ezri, that
feels...Oooh!"
The combination of Ezri's ministrations and the
pent-up longing in Nerys brought her to a hard, fast
climax.  As she yelled in Bajoran, she pulled Ezri's
head tightly to her.
"Oh Ezri!  That was..." Nerys panted as she loosened
her hold on Ezri.  "I guess I needed that," she joked.
Ezri smiled into Nerys' eyes and gently kissed her
commanding officer.  Nerys slipped her tongue into
Ezri's willing mouth as she pushed the younger woman's
shorts to the floor.
Stepping back, she pulled Ezri's shirt off and tossed
it to the side, saying, "Now, it's your turn.  Lay
down."  With her old quirky smile, Nerys added,
"That's an order, Lieutenant."
Coming to attention, the nude Trill barked a sharp,
"Yes Ma'am!"  Then she crawled onto the bed as Nerys
admired her sleek form.
'Was I ever that young?' she asked herself.
Ezri sat back against the headboard and patted the
space next to her.  "Want to join me?"
Nerys crawled up next to the young woman and wrapped
her arms around her, kissing the Trill with increasing
passion.  As their tongues danced, both women were
using their hands to explore the other's body.
Ezri found familiar delights (to Dax) as she touched
and caressed and stroked the velvety soft skin in her
arms.
Nerys was finding brand new pleasures in the lithe
form next to her.  As her fingers traced the skin
patterns along Ezri's flank, the Trill purred.
'Just like Jadzia,' Nerys thought.  'A Trill erogenous
zone.'
Nerys recalled a time she almost had Jadzia climaxing
just from tracing the dark patterns.  It was exquisite
torture to her lover, one Nerys enjoyed time and
again.
Nerys kissed over to the spot where the pattern first
emerged from Ezri's hairline and followed the markings
down her body with wet, licking kisses all the way to
her foot before moving up her body along the other
side.
"Oooo!  Nerys, that feels wonderful!" Ezri murmured.
When the auburn-haired Bajoran kissed her way back to
Ezri's head, she captured the young woman's mouth in a
fiery kiss.  Her leg pressed between Ezri's thighs and
rubbed against the Trill's wet mound.   Nerys felt the
firm flesh of Ezri's thigh pushing against her own
sex.
They began a rhythmic movement against each other.  It
was an erotic horizontal dance that soon had them
gasping into each other's mouths as they both
climaxed.
Holding each other, they both were sweaty with
passion.  After several minutes, Nerys pushed up and
looked down into the lust-glazed eyes of her
younger/older lover.  Smiling, she kissed Ezri lightly
and began to move down the Trill's body, stopping to
lick and nip at her pert little breasts.
As she reached the juncture of Ezri's legs, she pulled
the wet lips apart and gently blew into the opening.
This never failed to send shivers of erotic pleasure
through Jadzia, and Nerys was happy to see it worked
as well on Ezri.
She leaned in and began to lick the girl, revelling in
the taste their earlier, shared orgasm created.  The
juices were practically dripping onto Nerys' tongue
and she lapped up all she could.  She also ran her
fingers along the girl's hips across the patterned
flesh, sending additional shivers through Ezri's
frame.
A slender finger slipped into the young woman, causing
a excited moan to slip from her mouth.  Ezri had her
eyes clenched and she was biting her lower lip as wave
after wave of pleasure coursed through her from her
new lover.
Nerys decided to try another technique she'd used
quite effectively on Jadzia.  She first used her
tongue to deposit a mix of her saliva and Ezri's
natural dew on the girl's clitoris.  As she licked the
enflamed lips, she thrust the ridges above her nose
against the Trill's clit.  As she licked up, she ran
the ridged area up against the little nub.  As she
licked down, the ridges scraped down across the girl's
clit.
It didn't take long for Ezri to cry out wordlessly as
she came, her juices coating Nerys' mouth and chin.
The Bajoran woman lapped up all the salty-sweet
nectar, relishing the musky flavor.
Nerys crawled up beside Ezri and lay next to her.
Turning her head, she regarded the cute young woman
beside her and took her hand.  Ezri's breathing slowed
and she shared the long look with Nerys.
"I've wanted to do this for so long, but I was afraid
it was just because of my feelings for Jadzia," Nerys
said.  "But now I'm so glad.  I know that I made love
to you, Ezri.  Not Jadzia.  And it was wonderful.
Thank you."
Ezri moved over and rested her head on Nerys' breast,
without releasing her hand.  Moving her fingers lazily
over the older woman's flat stomach and down to twist
in the short hair between her legs, Ezri felt a sense
of contentment and satisfaction unlike any she'd
experienced in her adult life.
"I'm so glad," Ezri said, her voice vibrating lightly
through Nerys' body.  "I don't want this to be just a
single time either."
"Nor do I," Nerys said as she pulled Ezri close for a
long, loving kiss full of passion and promise.
 (c) John O'Conner
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