A snake. When he moves, he reminds me of a snake. Strong muscles shifting under fine gray leathery skin. Whorls of scales rounding every curve of his body. How can I not want him? Why didn't I notice Cardassian beauty before? Such grace and contrasting shiftiness. Just like a snake. Move with every grace and fluidity one can hope for, but strike at the first sign of danger -- and a dangerous stroke it is. I love watching him, staring at him as he moves around unknowing that I'm awake. Who says I'm not shifty? Oh Gods look at that ass . . . swaying with all the confidence in the world. I wonder what he thinks about when he sees mine . . . And that back! Scales rounding each vertebrae and shifting with every movement. Gods! I'm getting hard . . . Damn! Now what is he doing? Ooh, he's going into the bathroom. Good, I can stretch -- damn bastard exhausted my limits. [yawn] I wonder if he went as far as he wanted. Probably not. But damn! was it ever nice.

Julian shifted position and spread unto the bed with head turned sideways on the pillow. He opened his eyes and his sight fell upon the raven cloth Garak had used to hamper his senses the night before, now a pile of useless tatters.

Gods I loved that. I get the feeling it wasn't the first time he's done that. I wonder what else little surprises he has in store for me. [smile] I wonder if I could stop by his shop during lunch . . .

"Don't think I don't know you're awake, Julian Subatoi Bashir," Garak's voice called from the lavatory, a laugh in his tone.

Damn! How does he do that?? He's always one step ahead of me. One time . . . just ONE time I'd like to get under his skin. He's coming out. Mmmh, let's see if he's just guessing . . .

"Now now, my little Julian. Didn't I just say I knew you were feigning sleep?" Garak asked, climbing the bed slowly. Chuckling, he slid over Julian until his face was inches from the young man's.

Gods oh gods oh gods . . . how can I be so calm with him _staring_ at me like that. Calm . . . breathe, damn it try not to laugh!

"It's useless," Garak whispered, breathing warmly unto Julian's throat as he licked the skin. Still Julian did not move.

Bastard . . . get away from me. Ooh, you're such a snake. You know I won't be able to resist you -- you know it!

"Of course, I've been told that my rousing techniques aren't what they used to be . . ." Garak murmured, grazing his teeth on a chocolate brown nipple. "So it's possible you're indeed sleeping . . ."

DAMN YOU! Oh yesss . . . oh that feels sooooo good. Lower . . . oh yes that's right, go lower, PLEASE!

Abruptly, Garak snapped his head up, an incredulous look on his face. "Mmh. I guess you really are sleeping. No reason for me to push this then . . ." he sighed and rolled over to climb off the bed. With a growl, Julian shot his arms at him and clamped down the tailor's body against his own, devouring those harsh lips with all the urgency of a desperate man.

When Garak pulled away, he licked his lips, and stared down with eyes glazed with lust. "Ahh, so my observational skills aren't so dull . . . are they?"

"Just shut up for once . . ."

Surprise widened the sharp blue eyes. "Oh now doctor, we're giving orders now?" He smiled tolerantly as he nuzzled his face in the hollow of Julian's throat. "I thought that was my job . . ."

Oooh the sly devil. That's it, rub your hand right there . . . [moan] Oh yes that feels so good. A tailor's hands -- I wonder if all tailors have such incredible talent with their hands. I suppose they do. Oh but him! Oh yes right there . . . [Garak!] Damn him -- I'm exhausted and he's going to make me come again . . . how many times in one night? Oh but I don't care . . . [Yes!!] That's it, gods! Suck it, pleeease!

With one broad hand Garak circled Julian's throbbing erection, teasing it as he blew softly at it's tip. Trembling with desire, Julian reached out and grasped a handful of covers, twisting them and gritting his teeth in anticipation. Slowly the tailor's mouth approached the slender bronze erection, his breath sending shivers along the length of Julian's body.

Oh please please please oh please, just suck it . . . [PLEASE!!!!]

Blue eyes peered up at him. "Please what?"

Oh no, you're not going to make me say it . . . not now.

"Please -- feel free -- to do -- whatever you want," Julian gasped, panting hard even as he tried to look nonchalant.

Garak cocked an eyeridge. "Really? So I can stop now and you wouldn't mind?"

Snake . . . what did I tell ya? A real snake. And he will make me beg -- that's the only thing he's waiting for.

"Garak, please, don't do this to me . . ."

The Cardassian sat back on his heels and studied Julian's glistening body with a predator's stare. "Don't do what? I haven't done anything yet," he taunted, folding his arms across his broad dusky chest.

Julian began writhing helplessly. "You know what I want . . ." he moaned.

A puzzled frown settled on his intricate face. "Doctor, have you forgotten that I'm a Cardassian? Not Betazoid . . . I can't sense what you want, nor would I ever be so presumptious to simply guess." He leaned forward and planted his face in front of Julian's. "So I guess you'll just have to tell me," he breathed seductively.

"Garak . . ." mewled the young man. "Please . . ." Unable to stand the wait much longer, Julian's hand tried to steal to his groin, but Garak's hand swiftly pinned it upon the bed.

"Ah ah," Garak teased. "You won't do that while I'm here, now will you? Not when you can have the honor to feel my mouth over your beautiful cock . . ."

"Elim . . ."

"What did I tell you about that?" Garak asked, as calm and collect as though he were conducting a business transaction.

"Sir . . ."

"Better," he nodded. "But you still haven't told me what you want."

As the Gods are my witness, I will get my revenge for this I swear. . .

Julian curled his lips and closed his eyes. "Please suck me, Sir."

A look of extreme self-satisfaction spread over Garak's face. "Aaah, now that wasn't so hard, now was it my little Julian? I will gladly oblige you," he exulted, moving down to settled between Julian's thighs. With infinite care that blatantly contrasted his demeanor, Garak grasped the rigid sex and ran his smooth tongue beneath, tracing one line that almost drove Julian over the edge.

Oh I want him . . . I'm his, I'm his . . . is that what you want you devious snake? You want me to be yours. I am . . .

Finally Julian's erection disappeared between those sinuous gray lips, and the young man gasped and tore at the bed sheets. With an intensity that shocked the hell out of him considering the number of times he'd come in one night, Julian spilled his seed down Garak's throat, his relief and pleasure released in one breathy cry. When the tremors subsided, he curled up and cupped the Cardassian's head in his hands, placing there one soft, grateful kiss.

When Garak rose, his lips glistened with remnants of Julian's climax, and the young man leaned forward to lick them clean. When he went to pull away, Garak tightened his hold and deepened their kiss. His arousal was unmistakable as he felt the Cardassian cock press against him. Julian reached for it.

"Ah ah, not now my love."

"But you're not finished," Julian protested.

"You're exhausted. You weren't even sleeping were you?"

"Aha!" Julian exclaimed. "So you were guessing weren't you? I knew you weren't that good."

Garak huffed. "Don't insult me. Now I'm going to take a shower, and you, my pretty Julian, are going to rest." He pressed his lips to Julian's forehead and whispered. "I wouldn't want my beloved Julian to fall asleep while he's servicing me, now would I?"

"Just go take your shower," he grumbled, settled back against the sweat drenched covers. Garak let out a wispy laugh as he disappeared into the bathroom. A minute later, the sound of running water was heard and suddenly there was a very devious smile on Julian's face. He climbed out of bed, grabbed something from his table and carefully walked over to the closed door. When he had allowed enough time to elapse, he crept inside the misty lavatory where Garak was insouciantly taking his shower.

Fuck rest, Julian grinned, and leaped inside the shower stall.

"What the--" Garak's following words were dampered as Julian slapped a hand over his mouth and used his other to push the Cardassian against the shower wall.

Muffled sounds played across his palm, but Julian only grinned. He took out the pair of handcuffs he'd grabbed on the way and slapped it on one of Garak's wrist. He flung the cuffs over the shower head and released the Cardassian's mouth to grasp the other wrist. When both hands were secured, Julian turned off the water and swiveled the shower head so to prevent the cuffs from slipping off. "Computer," he smiled. "Sauna please." A heavy dampness settled inside the stall.

Garak tilted his head. "Well Doctor, I must congratulate you. I certainly didn't expect this." He struggled weakly against the cuffs, knowing that he could break them at anytime. Julian only chuckled.

"I just wanted to show you that we humans have much more endurance than you expect."

Sweat trickled the Cardassian's body as the sauna began playing its effect on him. He struggled again. "So do you intend to leave me like this doctor?" he growled.

"Oh don't worry, I plan on making this very enjoyable."

"I don't doubt it doctor."

Julian stepped back to admire his handiwork and stopped when his back met with the opposite wall. They faced each other for a moment, one bound by shackles, the other by desire to please his captive. Julian smiled wryly and circled his smooth shaft with his glistening hand. "You want this don't you?" he whispered, slowly stroking his renewed erection.

Garak swallowed hard, his eyes taking possession of Julian's cock even at a distance. He writhed in his restraints, his eyes riveted on the beautiful show Julian was making. His straining erection seemed to harden more as he watched the young man pleasure himself without inhibition.

"I can feel you . . ." Julian murmured, resting his head against the wet wall and closing his eyes. "I don't even have to look at you -- I can feel your eyes on me, touching me and caressing me without the help of your hands. Mastering me with one look, making me beg with one smile." He rolled his head to the side, his hand picking up the rhythm. "Staring at me during lunch, talking about Shogoth when you're asking to fuck me senseless with those eyes . . . Passive . . . so damn calm as you look at me and want me and . . ." Julian gasped as hands clutched his shoulders. His eyes flew opened and Garak was there, standing inches away, cuffs broken by the might of his desire. Lost in his own passion, Julian hadn't even heard them split.

He pressed him even tighter against the wall and plundered his mouth. Their glistening skin slid against the other as Garak began moving with his lover, both becoming insistently aware of their urgent needs. Finally, Garak drew apart.

"Turn around," he ordered, his voice gruff with lust. Julian complied quickly, his ache becoming more and more persistent. Evidently, that had been the case with Garak as well.

As soon as Julian bent forward and touched the wall with his hands, Garak was entering him swiftly, his cock already slick with the ambient humidity. Julian cried out, curling his hands against the smooth wall. His breath was ragged, broken with moans and grunts as Garak began to thrust steadily into him. The Cardassian's hands raked his sides, his sharp teeth biting down between the golden shoulder blades. A hand slid around and finally took possession of what his eyes had earlier taken. Again Julian cried out, this time with release.

Garak buried his face against Julian's dripping back, his hips pushing forward one last time as his climax quieted down. One of his hands was curled around one of Julian's against the wall, the other still stroking the softening bronze sex. Finally he withdrew, and Julian turned around to rest against the wall. "Well . . ." he breathed. "I can't seem to pin you down anywhere can I?"

"Not when you're around," Garak smiled. "Now," he said neutrally. "I believe I was talking a shower." He shooed the doctor out of the stall and rearranged the controls to take a normal shower. "Go to sleep Doctor."

"Yes Sir," Julian replied with a smile.

Definitely a snake.

The End