BEST KIRA STORY (tied)

Title: Lonely Hearts

Author: John O'Connor (lushcoltrane@yahoo.com)

Series: DS9

Rating: NC-17

Pairing Code: Ezri Dax & Kira Nerys.

Category: First time/established relationship (at the same time).

Website: None (to date). This story can be found on the Femme Fuh-Q Fest web site.

Disclaimer: "Star Trek: Deep Space 9", its characters, locations, etc are copyright Paramount
Pictures. No infringement for profit is intended. This is strictly for fun.

Summary: Ezri tries to help a distraught Colonel Kira both as a counselor and a friend.

Notes: Takes place several months after the events in the series finale of "Star Trek: Deep Space Nine."

LONELY HEARTS

"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 counseling 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 its 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 them 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...' spiraled 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, reveling 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 an 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.

The End.

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