Title: Tongue Ridges

Author: Uliani
Series: DS9

Pairing G&B

Rating: R/ NC17
Codes: Summary: Bashir has a surprising lesson in Cardassian anatomy

Disclaimer: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine is the property of Paramount. This story, written in 2006, never has been and will never be sold.
Feedback: welcome

 

 

Tongue ridges, by Allah.

Garak’s tongue has ridges.

They feel good too.

 

We met for lunch as usual,

Within minutes, my feet get massaged under the table.

I move my heel slowly over his groin.

His eye fluttered closed and his breathing slowed.

 

I took a bite of the spice pudding and started to chew slowly.

He likes to watch me eat; he says he enjoys my facial expressions.

His hand presses down a little harder on my foot.

Making the contact, between us sharper.

 

I lean across our table and take his free hand in mine.

At the same time, I pull my foot out of his grasp.

Understanding shines in his brilliant blue eyes.

With one shoe on and the other in my hand, we head to the turbolift.

 

It takes three seconds for the lift door to close.

Too long!

The door has closed now; we have 5 seconds until it re-opens.

His mouth finds my neck.

 

He bites and sucks at my skin,

He never licks, why doesn’t he ever lick?

I want and need to be licked.

My hand tangles in his hair, lick me I tell him.

 

He pauses then complies.

That pleases me; he never does what I tell him.

The tip of his tongue meets my neck.

He is holding back.

Why?

 

The lift opens and we head to his quarters.

They are closer then mine.

Once inside I throw my boot at him.

“Why are you holding back?” I ask

 

Confusion then recognition crosses his face.

He takes a breath, then murmurs, “I’ll show you”

He takes hold of my shoulders, and then he slowly runs his tongue up my neck.

I feel his tongue it feels almost wave like, firm places drop away to softer elements.

 

He steps back, a picture of calm but I can see the worry in his eyes.

“Why didn’t you tell me your tongue was deformed?” I tease him.

I instantly regret my words as I watch the colour drain for his face.

“That is why I have never licked you,” he said sadly.

 

“Elim I am teasing, your tongue felt good” I assure him.

“I hid this from you,” he whispered

“You hide many things from me about yourself” I smile.

“I thought my tongue would alarm you” a statement.

 

I take off my shirt and walk toward him.

Once in front of him I place my hands on his shoulders and guide us both to our knees.

I run my flat uninteresting tongue along his neck ridge.

I pull back offering him my bare chest guiding him to my exposed nipples.

 

“Lick there” I encourage

I almost cum after first contact with his tongue.

I undo his tunic and start to match his licks.

My fingers stroke his neck.

 

He gains confidence and starts to relax.

“Take your pants off” we both say at the same time.

We settle again on the floor.

As he continues to lick, I gently slip a finger inside him.

 

He moves to my side and starts to massage my length.

It hits me his tongue is why he has never been down on me.

I wonder if he could be-

He has read my mind I am now taken in to his mouth.

 

Oh great GUL; that feels good.

His tongue wraps itself repeatedly around me.

I push another finger in to him and he lets out a hiss of pleasure.

“Take Me,” I tell him.

 

He moves between my legs pulling them apart.

He pushes in, and then pulls us up so I am on his lap.

As I move up and down, he starts to lick again.

I massage my cock as we work.

 

Shortly after we both cum.

We hold each other and stay connected and warm.

“Promise me something,” I say

“Mmm” he replies.

“The next time you have a concern about your body tell me” I say.

“I will,” he said.

 

Whether he will remains to be seen, but one thing is for sure I wish he had told me about Cardassian tongues a hell of a lot sooner.

 

End.