Title: THE HIGH PRICE

Author: Hansome Alvin ( hansomealvin@yahoo.com )

Series: Deep Space Nine

Code:  AULwaxana Troi/AULeeta

Rating: NC-17

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Warning: graphic sex

Summary:  In the Mirror Universe, Resistence leader Leeta infiltrates an Alliance function to obtain valuable information.  But first she must get past the Betazed Intendent, Lwaxana Troi.

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THE HIGH PRICE

by Hansome Alvin

The Taking of Terok Nor was actually not a very accurate name for it.  The station had been held by the Alliance originally, a place to oversee Bajor and a place for Terran slaves to mine ore.  Subsequently, the station was claimed by the rebels, who managed to hold it for a staggering seven months before it fell, once again, to the Alliance.  It was this victory that was called the Taking of Terok Nor (always pronounced so one could hear the capital letters) within the Alliance.  It was a combined attack from three fronts, at a time when the Resistance couldn't handle an all-out battle.  Kira, the Intendent of Bajor, was considered a renegade by the Alliance, but still held crucial information about the station, information valuable enough for her to get into Gul Dukat's good graces.  Dukat led the massive attack, killing any rebel he found.

Leeta was there, fighting alongside Captain O'Brien, Captain Bashir and Ezri, that enigma, that intriguing, not-so-trustworthly participant in the resistance’s affairs.  Leeta had been at the station in it's previous incarnation, where she had been a slave, having been caught on bajor as a member of the Circle.  It was as a slave that she had fallen in love.  And it was with someone who she had known, for years before, the most unlikely person.

But that wasn't important right now.  What was important was the mission, the reason why she was currently on Terok Nor.  She turned a corner, heading down one of the station's seemingly endless corridors.  She needed to get to--

"You there," said a michevious, sensual voice.  Leeta turned to find the speaker leaning in a doorway.

"What are you doing away from the delegation?" the Intendent, Kira Nerys, asked, her Guard remaining calm and collected by her side.  She had been reinstated as the Intendent after her involvement in the Taking of Terok Nor.

Leeta pocketed the sense of fear welling up inside her.  Kira *couldn't* have recognized her.

"The same could be asked of you," Leeta said, the words coming out of her helmet in the metallic, clipped tones that the Breen spoke in.

"Well," Kira said, smiling, "I suppose we both have secrets."  The doorway she was leaning in opened as she turned and walked through it.  The room was obviously her pleasure sanctum.  It was draped in velvet and two gorgeous Vulcan women stood naked near a bathtub which had they had drawn.  Leeta thought she recognized one of the Vulcans, although she couldn't place where.
 

"Delegations are so boring," Kira said to Leeta as the door closed.

Leeta turned around and started back on her way.  The Breen disguise had worked well.  Everyone on the station just assumed that she was part of the delegation and went about  their business.
 

The security information Leeta needed had to be accessed from someone's quarters.  The delegation may have provided a perfect cover, but it made this part of the mission quite difficult. There were no empty quarters on the station, so Leeta would have to break into an occupied room rather than an empty one.
 

But she was betting on most people attending the delegation, leaving their rooms empty. Approaching her chosen room, Leeta set to work unlocking the door.

 

"Quiet, quiet!" the Regent, Gul Dukat, said.  "The Intendent of Betazed will be heard."
 

The muttering and snide remarks subsided and Lwaxana Troi could continue.
 

"Thank you, Regent," she said.  Reading him, she could tell that he didn't like her, hated her, in fact, but that he was going to follow procedure.  "As I was saying," she went on, "Betazed II is still suitable for my purposes.  It can still be a major tourist attraction and pleasure planet."
 

This was met with jeers and laughter.  The green-skinned, beautiful Intendent of the Orion system stood up.
 

"Betazed II is a cess pool," she said.  "Crime and prostitution run rampant there.  It is a wasteland.  Why should we spend precious resources on repairing it?"
 

Lwaxana smiled and said, "The Orion system doesn't want an Alliance presence on Betazed II only because most the crime and houses of prostitution are run by them.  If the Alliance was added to the mix, they would have to give them their cut."
 

"That's a lie!" the Orion Intendent blurted out.
 

"You forget, my dear," said Lwaxana, "I can see your thoughts."

There was an uproar at this, and, if she didn't know better, Lwaxana would have thought that the crowd was on her side.  But she knew that the motion would not pass.  The members of the Alliance simply did not want to spend their resources on a dying planet.  And, sure enough, when it came time to vote, she was shot down.  The Regent voted against her, setting precedent for the whole.  He hated her even more than he had hated her daughter, the previous Intendent of Betazed.
 

Returning to her quarters in defeat, Lwaxana ruminated on her daughter.  When she, Deanna, had been alive, Lwaxana was subdued, always deferring to her daughter when decisions needed to be made, when important issues came up.  But her death seemed to galvanize Lwaxana, give her the boost she needed.  She fiercely campaigned and won the Intendenship of Betazed.  Not that it helped her home system at all.  Betazed was in worse shape than it ever had been.
 

She was so deep into her thoughts that when she stepped into her room, it took nearly five seconds to realize that someone was already there.
 

It was Breen.  It had been bent over, working on a security panel when the Betazoid walked in, but had stood to full height and was now facing her.  Lwaxana started to back out of the room, thinking that the Breen had decided to kill her, to remove her from the equation.  They had always been one of the Alliance's main enforcers.  She had nearly reached the door when she picked up the creature's thoughts and realized that whoever it was, it wasn't a Breen. *She* wasn't a Breen.  In fact, she wasn't even a member of the Alliance, but a Resistance fighter.
 

Lwaxana Troi, Intendent of Betazed, decided to stand her ground.
 

"What are you doing in my quarters?" she demanded.
 

"I thought you could read minds," the "Breen" said.
 

"I can, but there's no need to break etiquette."
 

The "Breen" removed her helmet, revealing a stunning Bajoran.
 

"No, there isn't," said Leeta.
 

"So, based on your thoughts, I would say that I've stumbled into some kind of Resistance plot."
 

"If you call for help, I'll--"
 

"I have no intention of alerting the security," Lwaxana interrupted.
 

"You don't?" Leeta said, puzzled.
 

"No.  Your intentions seem to be honorable.  You're in love."
 

Leeta flushed and diverted her eyes.
 

"Nothing to be embarrassed about, child.  It's a perfectly natural thing."
 

"Not the way I love," Leeta lamented, her cheeks still red.
 

"Nothing wrong with that, either."
 

Leeta looked up.
 

"Oh, I've been know to have a wild night or two with certain female friends," Lwaxana said. "And I've been guilty of even more intense crushes on unattainable women.  Same as you."
 

"It's not a crush," Leeta said, her voice rising, becoming almost a threat.  "Besides, she's in danger here."
 

"I know.  As I said, your intentions are honorable.  And you've run into the right woman.  I don't especially like the Alliance at this very moment.  Tell you what, child, I'll let you leave with the security information you've accessed, if you provide me with some *companionship* this evening.  What do you say?"
 

Leeta thought about it, aware that everything that passed through her head was being monitored by the older woman.  Leeta looked her up and down.  She had aged well.  In fact, she was still a beauty.  It was a deal that had no real downside.  Besides, she had been sleeping with Ezri for the past few weeks in exchange for a few favors here and there.  How was this any different?
 

"Yes," Lwaxana said.  "It's no different."
 

The older woman was already pulling off her outfit, unzipping it at the back.
 

"Could you help me with this?" she asked.
 

Leeta walked over to her and finished the job.  The zipper went all the way down to Lwaxana's ass, which Leeta instinctively cradled in her hands.  The older woman let the outfit fall off her shoulders and down her sides, revealing her bare back to the Bajoran.
 

Leeta peeled the outfit off Lwaxana's ass, tracing the edges of the flesh with her hands and letting the clothing fall to the floor.  The Bajoran brought her hands up Lwaxana's body to cup her breasts.  She kissed the Betazoid's neck, nibbling at the flesh.
 

Lwaxana ground her ass into the Bajoran's lap.  Leeta was wet now.  She spread her legs. Lwaxana turned around abruptly and practically tore off Leeta's Breen suit.  The Bajoran gave out a little yelp of surprise when Lwaxana did this and laughed a bit as the Betazoid reached out and locked the door behind her.
 

The laughing stopped when Lwaxana pushed the younger woman to the floor between her legs.
 

"This is not funny, child," she said.  "You are here to service *me* do you understand?"

"Yes," Leeta said, not looking at the older woman.

"Now," Lwaxana said, "you have business to attend to."  She touched her crotch just above her lips.

Leeta grabbed the Betazoid's ass and pushed her face into the older woman's crotch.  She explored with her tongue as her hands grasped and kneaded flesh.

"Your fingers could be a little more adventurous," Lwaxana said, "if you know what I mean."

The Betazoid could just see the Bajoran's eyes peeking out above the patch of dark hair between her legs.  Leeta understood.

Two fingers of her right hand found their way into Lwaxana's ass.  The older woman closed her eyes and swept her head back in pleasure.  Her hips started pumping against Leeta's face, harder and harder as the young woman progressed.  Leeta kept having to lean back, farther and farther until she was laying on her back and Lwaxana was pounding her weight up and down, up and down, leaving little time for the Bajoran to breath.

"I'm almost ready," Lwaxana said, sliding off Leeta's face and resting on her stomach.  She idly pumped back and forth along Leeta's belly as she talked.  "Put your left hand up."

Leeta obliged.

"Now hold it straight, like you're waving goodbye."

Leeta did so.  The older woman took hold of the hand and pressed the fingers together until her hand resembled a spear.

"Now hold still," Lwaxana concluded.

She stood up and positioned herself over Leeta's hand.  Spitting on her own hands, she rubbed Leeta's outstretched one, making it wet.  Then she lowered herself onto Leeta's hand.  The hand penetrated Lwaxana's body, four fingers inside.  The Betazoid moaned.  She lowered herself down further and suddenly Leeta's hand slipped all the way in.

"By the Prophets," Leeta said, shocked.  She instinctively pumped her hand in and out, grossed out by the suction noises that the act made, but turned on so much that her right hand found her own crotch and furiously began to rub.

A few more pumps and Lwaxana called out, "Pull out, pull it out!"
 

Leeta did so and watched, transfixed, as Lwaxana rubbed her clitoris until a large amount of liquid sprayed out of her crotch, soaking Leeta.  The Betazoid was breathing heavily and sweat was pouring down her body.
 

"Now get out," she said.
 

"But I didn't--"
 

"Please leave," Lwaxana broke in.
 

Leeta grabbed her Breen suit and put it on silently.  She turned to go, but Lwaxana stopped her.
 

"Good luck on your set-up," she said.  "Really."
 

Leeta nodded, unlocked the door and left.

 

Lwaxana leaned back on her bed, turned on her side and started to drift to sleep.  That had been just what she needed.  Something to help her unwind.  That little Bajoran proved to be quite useful.  And who knows, perhaps her little plan would work.  It wasn't a bad plan, persay.  It all depended on who Leeta got to carry it out.

Leeta left the station in a hurry, reviewing the security information as she sped away in her ship.  The people she had in mind could pull this off.  Of course they could.  But how many more times would she have to sell her body to get to the one person who she truly loved?
 

She decided that the answer was: as many as it took.  And there was no arguing with that kind of logic.

The End

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