Title: A Fitting Debut

Author:Uliani

Series: DS9

Pairing G&B

Rating: R/ NC17 (I think)

 

 

Julian Bashir looked around for signs of people on the promenade.  It was the middle of the stations night period and Bashir had a lot of work to do, checking once more that there was no one around he keyed in the access code to the door of Garak’s shop. 

 

Once inside the shop he walked over to the workstation and put down the bag he carried.  Taking out the medical tricorder, he looked up the data of Garak’s measurements that he had gathered at the Cardassians latest physical.

 

Then he tapped his comm. badge “Computer transport item Bashir one”

A bundle of forest green silk materialised two seconds later and Bashir got to work.

Over the next few nights, Bashir carried out his task he even managed to convince Odo not to report him to Sisko when the changeling found him in Garak’s shop without the owners consent.  Bashir would beam out a few moments before Garak would arrive and open up for the day.  Having made sure that he had replaced everything exactly were he had gotten it from some days he inwardly grumbled about Cardassian photographic memory, as it made putting things back more time consuming but for the most part he found it to be an endearing quality.

 

One morning was different though, it was the morning Bashir was caught.

 

Elim Garak walked to his shop lost in thought it was an ordinary day and he had nothing interesting to do with his time, oh he had a few pairs of pants to mend and a dress to make all of which could be done within the morning.  The afternoon would he realised with a sigh be taken up with paperwork.  How I hate paperwork he thought still he could close early and maybe go and visit the Doctor he would look forward to that throughout the day.

 

Garak turned the last corner on route to the shop where the view of the window was visible the shop light was on.  Garak’s pace increased slightly and he hurried to check the premises, he came to the main door and was about to punch in the code when he decided to use the secret side entrance instead once he had keyed in the code the door slid silently open and the Cardassian stepped into the shop.

 

Silently the Cardassian moved toward the front of the shop when out of the corner of his eye he noticed that the workshop had a light on he moved toward the door and slowly pushed it open. In the dim light of the room, he could just make out the form of somebody sat in the chair behind his workstation, and from the gentle snores, he realised that the person slept. 

The cardassian walked up behind the sleeping form and reached over to turn on the small lamp at the side of the desk, at first the light revealed cut pieces of forest green silk, Garak smiled slightly the material was badly prepared and Garak’s eyes were drawn to the pile of scrap material on the floor.

 

The Cardassian walked around the desk so he stood directly in front of the sleeping man “computer increase lights by ten per cent”, he whispered and he felt is eye ridges raise in surprise when he discovered the sleeping form of Julian Bashir in his chair.

 

Garak sat opposite the young human watching him sleep until the computer chirped, “the time is 06.00”.  Bashir sat up and rubbed his eyes “computer transport item Bashir 1 to the infirmary” the material disappeared  

 

“Oh, my dear why, the hurry to leave?” Garak’s tone was pleasant and warm but somewhat questioning.  Bashir shot upright in his seat and Garak had to suppress a laugh.  Under his breath, Bashir muttered, “Busted”.

 

“Tell me Doctor, why are you here?” the older man had walked around to behind the chair to halt the doctors retreat.  Bashir feeling somewhat trapped instantly brought his hand up to his comm. badge but the Cardassian was quicker of the mark and stanched the device off his uniform.

 

 

“I’ll ask you again Doctor, why are you here?”  Garak was pleased to see the human swallow and he guessed it was because he was so close that his breath played across the younger mans ear.  Bashir swallowed trying to formulate a lie he really did not want to spoil the surprise.  “I needed a needle,” he simply said.

 

Garak placed a restraining hand on the humans shoulder “come now you can do better then that” the Cardassians mouth was so close to Bashir’s cheek that he could smell the scent of nutmeg on Garak’s breath.  It stirred something deep within him and before he considered the consequences of his actions, Bashir kissed him.

 

Garak stepped back stunned giving the doctor chance to stand, chance to think this was what the human had wanted, what he needed and now that he had made his move he refused to back off.  “I came here for you” Bashir’s eyes flashed with bold assertiveness and a confidence that the Cardassian had never seen or expected and he gasped as Bashir took a small step toward him.  “The question is what do you want, Garak?”

 

The Cardassian swallowed and took his own step forward holding out his hand.  Bashir stepped forward and raised his hand palm facing Garak and to his relief the Cardassian took it.  Then with an action so quick, that Bashir’s enhanced vision could not track it Garak grabbed the front of his tunic and pulled him into a bruising kiss.

 

Bashir pushed back at Garak pinning him to the wall his mouth made contact with Garak’s neck and he bit down hard tasting blood he pulled back to look at the Cardassian only to find him grinning their eyes met and the human understood instantly and bit down again earning a moan of pleasure from Garak.

 

The blood tasted good a mix of earl grey tea and vanilla.  To Garak’s delight Bashir continued to bite and as he did the Cardassians hand found its way into Bashir’s pants and as he started to stroke and caress Bashir’s hand went to meet the Cardassians and for a while they worked in unison.    Then Bashir hooked a leg around Garak’s and pushed the Cardassian was on his back in seconds with Bashir astride him the human took his comm. badge out of Garak’s hand and tapped it “computer transport item Bashir 1”  the bundle of silk re-materialized and Bashir pulled off Garak’s shirt then he covered them both in the fabric.  It felt wonderful against Garak’s bare skin and the Cardassian sighed. Bashir saw his opportunity and picked up a strip of silk from his scrap pile he then placed it over the Cardassians eyes, Garak’s hand shot up and grasped the humans wrist “what do you think you are doing?” he demanded.  Bashir placed a finger gently on Garak’s lip “ssh. It’s ok you can trust me” he whispered  the older man didn’t relax at all so Bashir started to stroke his jaw ridge once Garak seemed to unwind Bashir whispered “permit me too” the Cardassians jaw tightened the he gave a slight nod and took a deep breath.

 

Bashir covered the Cardassians eyes again and tied the silk loosely in to place, once he had done that he traced along the Cardassians eye ridge with a finger. His other hand moved to trace Garak’s chest Meshavar through the silk, then he pulled the material down and licked the ridge, Garak arched his back for contact as Bashir pulled away and the young man pushed him back firmly before he moved down toward the older mans stomach.  His tongue flicked into the smaller then human belly button and the Cardassian gasped.  Then Bashir moved further down bringing his mouth down to the Cardassians hip he took a bite of the ridge and Garak cried out in ecstasy.  Bashir’s warm lips moved down the ridge and his tongue made contact with Garak’s cock soon after. 

 

The Cardassians eye fluttered closed under the fold of silk and his back arched as contact was made between the two men, he fumbled around seeking contact with the human, a stroke of his velvet hair or anything but Bashir stayed just out of his grasp. Bashir smiled as the Cardassians hand just missed his hair and he moved back up toward the Cardassians chest taking a bite out of the chest Meshavar and causing Garak to hiss.

 

“Do you want to touch me?” Bashir asked the words seemed innocent but Garak caught the meaning in them and simply nodded.  Bashir picked up another strip of silk “Hold your hands up. Wrists together” Garak did as was told and Bashir bound his wrists together then he removed the silk from Garak’s eyes, Garak blinked as his eyes adjusted to the dim light of the shop again.

 

“You may touch me but with your mouth and tongue only” Bashir was really enjoying himself and making the Cardassian work for what he obviously wanted made things better still.  He did not have to wait long before Garak had pushed him back on to the floor, and a warm wet tongue ran along Bashir’s clavicle and teeth grazed his skin.  

 

Then Garak moved down the human chest licking his nipples through the soft cotton, he moved to the button that held the shirt closed and bit it off causing Bashir to groan.  Garak looked up into the mahogany eyes that watched him so intently.  Pure and wanton lust was etched on the Doctors face and Garak whispered, “I’ll sow that back on later” a comment that won him a smile.  

 

Garak moved further down and again bit off another button this time it was the button that held the Doctors pants up, he moved down a little more until his face rested in the Doctors lap he rested there inhaling the doctors musky sweet scent finally he started to lick the aroused bulge through it’s silk covering and Bashir exploded.

 

 

Some time after his many climaxes, Julian lay on the silk next to Garak’s very naked form the Cardassian had wrapped his arms around Bashir and they both basked in the after glow of their lovemaking when Garak asked, “So why were you here?”

 Bashir looked up at him “To make your birthday present” Garak blinked with surprise, it had been a long time since he had celebrated his birthday “what was it?”

 

“Computer transport item Bashir two”

 

The item materialized the main pyjamas where cream cotton and shop bought with a wide collar to accommodate the cardassian neck, the covering gown was forest green and had the crest of Cardassia embroidered on the back in gold thread. “Doctor” the Cardassians voice caught the clothes were beautiful “You made this?”  He asked and Bashir nodded “the gown yes”.  Tears started to roll down the Cardassians face and Bashir felt a sense of alarm “I have upset you,” he whispered and shame laced his voice.

 

“This is the first birthday anyone has bothered with in some time” Garak smiled and his eyes Bashir noticed danced with raw emotion.  “You like it?”

 

“Oh, yes doctor, I have had a most special birthday, thanks to you.  I have fallen in love and now I have something wonderful to wear” then he took the doctor in his arms and kissed him as if it were the first time.

 

End