Odo lay on their bed and contemplated the ceiling while waiting for Nerys.
It wasn't that their relationship was boring; far from it! It was just that during their early times together, he'd come to enjoy their more 'adventuresome' bed sport than he was experiencing now. Of course, that had all changed that semi-disasterous night he'd turned the tables on his beloved and frightened her almost out of her wits. In the 6 months since, neither had felt the need or, until recently, even the desire to return to those games, as pleasant as they were. But in the last few weeks, Odo had felt a slight . . . ennui creep into their life together. Their bed play was still exciting and invigorating, and he enjoyed every moment they spent together, but he found that a little of the thrill had gone out of their life. They had settled into a routine and while Odo liked stability and predictability as much as the next person, he'd recently caught himself rather wistfully wanting to continue to explore the activities that his shortsightedness had curtailed. Of course, his enforced humnaity probably had a lot to do with it, but contemplating a future with his Changeling abilities back was more heartbreak than he could deal with.
The door chime pinged, and a slightly confused Odo stepped into the loungeroom and opened the door. He wasn't aware they were expecting anyone else that night, and therefore was curious when Dax strolled in and planted herself down in the nearest chair. "Odo, what's going on with you and Nerys?"
"I'm . . . . . not sure I understand the question, Commander." He sat primly on the lounge, knowing full well that asking her to leave was futile. "You already know that Nerys and I have a 'personal' relationship, and I'm sure she has filled you in on some details over the past months." He gave a slight shrug. "What more is there you can know?"
"I can know what's going on the last few weeks." Dax settled herself a little further into her chair. "Both you and Nerys have been distant lately." She stood and pulled the chair closer to the lounge, then turned it and straddled the chair as she sat down again. "It's like the two of you have had some sort of fight, but not a real fight, and now you're both avoiding the issue." Her gaze narrowed. "And I want to know what's wrong!"
Odo's gaze slipped to his feet. "It's nothing you can help with, Commander." He stood, and motioned to the door. "And I doubt whether the Major would appreciate you prying into her private life either. You may be a close friend, but I doubt she has told you everything about our relationship."
Dax hadn't survived 8 lifetimes without developing the kind of radar that the CIA would envy. Kira had once told Odo that she believed Dax could sense emotional turmoil from another continent. The Trill in question narrowed her eyes and took a wild guess that was tempered with a few comments Kira had made after a night drinking. Composing herself to being thrown headlong out the door if she got this wrong, she tried to look knowing and wise. "So let me guess; you and Nerys tried something a little more 'adventuresome' in your personal life, and something went wrong. And now you don't know how to fix it."
Odo's jaw dropped. "How....." He pulled himself together with a visible effort. "Kira told you about it."
"No, I guessed from something she said last week." Dax was elated; a direct hit with no more information other than a comment about leather and Odo's creativity from a half drunk Bajoran officer. This had to be some kind of record, even for a Dax. "Do you want to tell me what happened?"
Odo focussed on the woman. "She didn't tell you anything, did she?" His stance became far more aggressive."Commander, you have no right to come in here and pry into our lives, and I'll thank you to leave -- now!"
Dax remained calm and played her ace card. "Odo, I know about the suit."
That seemed to do it. Odo made his way back to the lounge and sat down, his eyes downcast and his voice so quiet she had to strain to hear it. "She told you about that?" At the Trills nod, he shrank in on himself even more. "And you want to know the whole story?" Dax nodded again and settled herself in to hear the tale. "You don't need to know all the story. Suffice to say, Nerys and I had a very . . . . . " he was lost for the word, so Dax supplied one.
"Healthy?"
"Exactly." Odo was relieved but not surprised that she understood. "A healthy relationship, until one night when she suggested I come up with something for us to 'explore'." He shrugged again, an even smaller movement that last time. "She seemed to be enjoying it until I said something I shouldn't have." Dax quirked an eyebrow in unspoken query. "I had . . . . 'restrained' her, and then she panicked when I held her from behind and told her--" He paused and his voice became almost silent. "I told her she was mine, and she would always be mine." His eyes dropped to the floor again, this time in shame. "It was the wrong thing to say. It was the same thing that a Cardassian had said to her once, that she would always be his."
Dax took a deep breath. "Oh dear." A slightly confused expression crossed her face. "But you two are still . . . . " She waved her hands in an enigmatic gesture, one Odo understood immediately.
"Oh yes, we still . . . ." He made the same hand movement. "But, we don't explore as we did. We've settled into a rut of sorts, and she seems happy with that." Odo sighed. "But recently, I've seen her looking whistful. Then last night I saw her sitting at her computer when I arrived and she rushed into the bedroom to change, but under the uniform I'm sure she was wearing the suit. And she hasn't done that in months."
"I think I see the problem." Jadzia tapped her fingers on the back of the chair as she thought. "You and Nerys enjoyed playing games. You both got a little carried away and blundered into a sensitive area. You've both been too afraid since to investigate what happened and too unsure of yourselves to even mention it too each other."
"And I suppose you have a solution." Odo couldn't help but be sarcastic.
"Well, it seems to me that you need to solve the problem, not keep hiding it." Dax went into counselor mode. "First, I take it you both enjoyed what the two of you used to do?"
"Oh yes, very much indeed." Odo didn't realise he was smiling at the memories, and Dax didn't break the moment.
"You're halfway home then. Now, didn't you have any pet names, nicknames, whatever that were used?"
"Err . . . ." Odo actually blushed at that, but he realised he was in up to his knees already, so he might as well put the water well over his head. "I used to call her --" His voice trailed off as he mumbled the words, his courage failing him at the last moment.
"Odo," Dax took on her 'I'm an old and comfortable friend, tell me everything' attitude, "whatever it is, you can trust me. I won't tell, I won't laugh, and I certainly won't judge."
Odo swallowed hard and gathered his shredded courage in himself. "I would call her Mistress Kira."
Dax allowed a faint smile to cross her face and kept her voice soft and gentle. "I can understand the problem now." She nodded wisely. "Nerys has always wanted control over her life. It comes from not having any as a child under the occupation. Now she has it, she can't give it up, and then you accidentally step on her memories of when she was most helpless." She shook her head. "Not the greatest situation to be in." She became all business. "The problem isn't in what you did, it was in what you said. So I think I can help you fix it."
Odo leaned forward, eager and hopeful. "Any advice you can give me would be appreciated."
Kira leaned back and snuggled against her lover. Odo smiled and gently kissed her head as he draped an arm around her shoulder, drawing her even closer to him. "Are you happy?"
Nerys smiled. "Always, with you."
"I was wondering . . . . . " Odo picked his words carefully, mindful of the minefield that he was about to stroll through. "I was wondering if you might like to do some of the things we used to do, back when Winn helped us come together."
Nerys chuckled as she remembered the weird situation that had begun their relationship, then moved away and turned so she was sitting facing Odo, her face an equal mix of worry and curiosity. "I thought we -- I thought you didn't want to do that any more."
Odo reached out and gently held her hand. "I always enjoyed what we used to do. But after that last night when I frightened you, I didn't want to scare you again. Except I was here the other night, I thought I saw you wearing the suit under your uniform."
Nerys blushed and looked down at their joined hands. "I was wearing it." She risked a glance at Odo and a small smile came onto her face. "I just wanted to feel it again, and the memories I have when we used to . . . . "
"Explore." Odo smiled as well. "I thought that might be the reason." He began to caress her hand and palm. "Would you like to explore a little more?" He watched her breath quicken and a spark of excitement light up her eyes. "Yes, I think you would like that very much."
"I have to admit that I would like it." Her smile turned shy. "I've missed some of the things we used to do."
"Well then," Odo raised her palm and kissed it gently, then lay her down on the bed and began a more searching caress of her body, enjoying the contented sigh she gave. "I think that for the next two nights," He smiled and moved away to stand next to the bed and started to dress, "I will sleep in my own quarters."
"Wha--?" Kira raised herself onto her elbows and stared at him.
Odo, now fully dressed, leaned over until they were almost nose to nose. "Be in my quarters in two nights at 1630. Don't wear the suit."
With that, he was gone, leaving a frustrated but aroused Bajoran to contemplate what he might have in mind. A smile curved her lips as she speculated.
Dax watched Kira with amusement. Odo had told her that he'd left Nerys with the instructions she'd suggested, and that he'd steadfastly refused to see her for the last two days. And from the way Kira was acting in Ops at the moment, she was totally frustrated. Dax almost openly grinned at the smoldering look Kira shot Odo as he and Sisko talked near the turbolift. Oh yes, Nerys was certainly churning herself up about this.
Jadzia chuckled to herself and continued working, while musing on the suggestions she'd given Odo. Various seductive foodstuffs had been procured, and a basic script worked out between them. The details would come from Nerys, but there was a rough plan at least. She shot another look at the Major, who was paying no attention to work and simply watching Odo. Dax decided an interruption was in order, and was just in time to prevent Kira from inventing a reason to leave in the same turbolift as Odo left Ops.
"So, Nerys," Dax smiled in what she hoped was a friendly manner. She also hoped she wouldn't giggle at her friends frustration. "Anything special planned for this evening?"
"Yes. Odo and I are going over the weekly security reports." Kira stabbed viciously at her keyboard as if it has done her a personal injustice. "We'll be busy all night, so don't interrupt unless someone is invading."
"I see." Jadzia pretended disinterest. "So, how are you and Odo getting along these day?"
"Fine. Everything is fine." Kira's teeth were almost grinding at this point. She glanced at the time and stood, stretching with fatigue. "Well, I'm done." She flashed Dax a smile as she headed towards the lift at speed. "I'll see you tomorrow."
Dax watched her leave then returned to her console chuckling. "We'll see about that tomorrow, Nerys."
True to her instructions, Nerys knocked on Odo's door dead on 1630. It slide open, to reveal what amounted to a picnic spread out on the floor of the main room. Odo was sitting to one side of the blanket, and beckoned her in. "Exact to the minute." He smiled as he stood and moved to stand opposite her as she entered the room and the door closed behind her. "Computer, lock door. Open to my authorisation only." He reached out and took her hand gently as concern flooded her face. Before, the door had always remained unlocked, an unspoken but understood idea that if either of them wanted to leave, they could at any time. "It's all right, I just don't want us being disturbed by anyone who might barge in."
"Ah." The worry faded but didn't leave entirely. She took her hand back and clasped both of them behind her back. "So, what happens now?"
"For now, we're just going to sit, and talk, and have something to eat." Odo smiled and ran his hand down her arms, feeling the tension drain further. "There's only one catch. We're going to do it naked."
Kira grinned. "Well, that's not new, we've done that before plenty of times."
"I know, but this time, it's going to be different." Odo helped her out of her uniform, then knelt beside her as she sat down. "This time, you're going to be blindfolded and handcuffed." He didn't wait for a reply, but picked a silk scarf from the floor and tied it around her eyes. Then he gently drew her arms behind her again and manacled them together. After making sure she was comfortable, he removed his shorts and sat down. "After what happened last time, I thought we might start slowly."
Nerys smiled and nodded slightly. "Works for me, Constable." The next thing she knew, a sweet taste was against her lips.
"So, would you like some of this?"
She slowly bit into whatever it was he was tempting her with and discovered she'd bitten into something slightly tangy but covered in chocolate. "Mmm, I like that; What is it?"
"Strawberries with melted chocolate." Odo fed her another. "They're an Earth fruit, rather like Bajoran seska berries. Now, try some of this." He placed a piece of banana covered with vanilla sauce in her mouth and got another pleased reaction. "So, this Cardassian who tied you up, did he feed you like this?"
Nerys sat like a stone. The question had come right out of left field. Of all the things they might talk about and do that night, Odo asking her about that nightmare had never crossed her mind. She thought he might have mentioned it circumspectly, but never did she think he might ask a direct question. Swallowing with a suddenly dry throat, she whispered hoarsly, "Do we have to talk about him tonight?"
"He is the point of tonight." Odo quickly gave her a sip of water. "Now, answer the question; Did he ever feed you like I am?"
"No, of course not."
"I didn't think so." Odo plied her with samples of the various dishes on the blanket, many of them covered with more chocolate. Running another strawberry around her lips to coat them with chocolate, he quickly asked "Did he ever do this?", and kissed her gently.
"No." The answer was hoarse again, but this time through passion rather than fear. As Odo kissed her again, she went to lean into it, but he quickly drew away before she could respond to him.
After several more titbits and kisses, with Odo drawing back just before she could act each time, he asked "So, after he had you in his room, what then?"
"He chained me to a bar suspended from the ceiling." No sooner had she said it than Odo was helping her stand and then guided her away from the blanket. She felt her arms being released then raised to clasp the familiar bar from before. But this time, instead of hanging with her feet barely touching the ground as the Cardassian had done, she found she could easily stand and even bend a little. Her hands were quickly manacled to this bar as well, but with padded handcuffs, not the cold metal she'd experienced all those years ago.
Odo sensed her attention was elsewhere, and brought he back to the present and him by dabbing chocolate over her nipples. "Did he do this?" He bent slightly and then raised a breast to his lips and licked the chocolate off in a swirling motion.
Kira groaned and struggled slightly against the bar, but kept her grip. "Prophets, that feels good." She forced herself to answer as Odo repeated the question softly. "No, he never did that."
"What about this?" Abandoning the Chocolate for later, he dribbled raspberry sauce around her neck then licked that as well, sucking slightly as he went. Odo smiled as Kira didn't answer, just shook her head mutely. "And I take it he didn't do this either." He paid the other breast the same careful attention he'd paid the first and was rewarded with another groan. Stepping away for a moment to allow the sensation to die off, he asked "So, what happened next?"
"He . . . ." Her voice faded and she swallowed again as Odo once more held the water to her lips. "He had me beaten."
"Ah." Odo picked up his springball bat and stepped behind her. "Was it like this?" He caressed her with the rough face of the bat then gave her a gentle smack on her backside.
Nerys was a little startled, but not frightened. "No, it was hard and brutal. I was covered in bruises for a month afterwards."
"I prefer you red myself," he replied as he smacked her slightly harder several more time, stopping to caress her between each swat. When he saw she was anticipating the rhythm of each stroke, he put the bat down then stepped up behind her and reached around so that his hands were atop a breast each and began gently stroking and tweaking her nipples. "Did he do this either?"
Her groan was louder and more prolonged this time and she tried to lean into his hands but Odo kept her still and continued to merely tease her, not allowing her to set any rhythm. "Please, Odo!" She was beginning to see where this was going and was impressed. It was a wonderful way to work through her pain. "Please, do something else; Anything else!"
"Shh." He placed a finger against her lips and kissed her neck again, smiling as she threw her head back to rest on his shoulder just as he stepped away and walked around to stand in front of her again, picking up the vanilla sauce this time and dabbing it on her lower abdomen then moved closer, keeping his hands on her hips to stop her from pressing against him. "Then what?"
"He . . . . " She struggled to move towards him but was held firmly in her place. "He inspected me, to see if I could 'take him', he said." The words came out bitter and left a taste of ashes in her mouth.
"Ah, so he did this to you then." With that, Odo knelt in front of her and began licking off the vanilla sauce, his hands sliding down waist to her thighs and gently easing her legs slightly apart. He smiled as she moaned softly and tugged at her restraints.
"Merciful Prophets . . . ." Kira could feel Odo's warm breath only centimeters away from her crotch and tried to move her hips towards him, only to find she was firmly held in place. Biting her lip, she struggled to think as he nibbled, licked and sucked his way around her waist. Managing to clear her head for a second, she gasped "No, he never did anything like this," then shuddered as Odo slowly ran a finger along the inside of her thighs.
"Tell me Nerys, are you enjoying yourself?" Odo's position allowed him an excellent view of exactly how aroused she was. Indeed, he would have had to be blind and deaf not to notice.
"Yes." Kira decided to give up the now impossible desire to stay in control and to just live in the moment. "It's wonderful. Don't stop. Please don't stop."
Odo ducked his head and lightly licked her crotch, and grinned as she gasped. After a few moments of alternating between caressing her legs and licking her, he stood and once again raised her breasts to his lips, this time just dabbing at her nipples then blowing on them, watching as they once again stiffened in response to his attentions. Timing, as Dax had said, was everything, and Odo knew he had Kira right where he wanted her. Moving behind her, now massaging her arms and neck as he went, he stepped up close behind her and drew her against him, whispering into her ear. "So, has anything I've done been what he did to you?"
"No." Kira was shamelessly rubbing herself against his erection, desperately wanting him to enter her and finally release the passion she felt. "You're nothing like him, you could never be like him."
"Mmmm." Odo undulated as slowly as possible against her and lowered his hands to her waist to control her hips as she continued to rub against him, trying to speed him up. "And you've liked what we've done tonight? What I did to you tonight?"
"Oh yes." For a brief second she had a clear head and managed to get out what she suddenly knew were the right words. "I'm yours Odo, all yours, now and forever. Please, take me." She groaned again as he nibbled her ear and tweaked and tugged her nipples with one hand while the other slid seductively down her body to rest above her crotch, his knuckles brushing her hair.
"Are you sure?" Kira didn't reply, just nodded and continued groaning as the hand slid between her legs and slowly started to stroke her. "Perhaps I should leave you like this for a week." He smiled as she shook her head mutely and whimpered as his hands ceased their movements and slid up her body. Reaching up, he unclasped her hands, drawing her arms down to cross in front of her. Leaving her still blindfolded, he urged her forward a few paces while he massaged her arms, he turned her around and settled her on a narrow ledge just wide enough to provide support but too narrow for her to sit on it properly. "Is this what you want?", he teased, rubbing the head of his swollen member against her crotch.
"Please!" She couldn't speak in anything louder than a whisper, all rational thought vapourising in that instant. "Please Odo, take me now!" She was almost whimpering the words.
"As you wish, Mistress." Odo lowered his mouth to hers, then worked his way inside her, little by little, until they were finally joined. Setting up a slow rhythm, he refused to let her control their speed, then finally removed her blindfold and kissed her again. "Look at us, Nerys."
She couldn't have stopped herself from looking down if her life depended on it. Seeing him moving in and out of her, his hands still toying with her nipples and occasionally one dropping to rub her, she swallowed hard. Looking back up, she realised they were on the window ledge where anyone in a ship passing close enough could see them. At this point, she couldn't have cared if Quark was broadcasting it over subspace.
It didn't take long before Kira was crying out as she finally was released, soaring and flying on the emotion, going higher and higher as Odo stepped up the pace. She orgasmed time after time, the desires of the last two days and the seduction of that night combining to send her further than ever before.
Eventually, Odo slowed and leaned in to kiss her passionately, letting her come down at her own speed, but didn't remove himself from his place inside her. Finally, gasping slightly as the last tingles drained away, she reached up and ran a hand down his cheek. "Thank you."
"You're very welcome, my lady." He turned his head to kiss her palm and smiled as she chuckled.
"You're right. I have missed this." An imp of mischief appeared in her eyes. "I'm going to have to come up with something very creative to top this."
Odo leaned down and whispered in her ear as he started moving against her again. "Just wear the suit to work occasionally and you'll always have my undivided attention."
"It's a deal. Slave." Nerys sighed happily and began fantasizing about what they could do together. All was definitely well with the world again.
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