WHILE IN BED
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Copyright BGM 1998
Thoughts of a Human Doctor . . . [chuckle] He's trying so hard . . . poor him. Why doesn't he just ask me? Why does he do this to himself? For God's sake, I'm not naive. Doesn't he know that I know about Cardassian practices? Well too bad . . . he'll have to take what I give him until he asks me. [beg me . . .] And he does! He wants me to enter him. I should be under him, I should be begging him while he fucks me into a frenzy. Oh but I'm so tempted to yield . . . just open myself to him while he pounds into me ruthlessly . . . [do you want it Elim?] He's so delightful . . . that textured ass under my hands as he's settling down . . . Cool skin, scales everywhere. Gods he's fucking sexy. But damn what I wouldn't give to have that Cardassian cock in my ass . . . Oh I'm tempted-- [oh yess, you're so tight . . .] --to ask. But he should ask me. What good is it in our relationship if he can't open up to me? That's a lesson I'll have to teach him. Fine, you wanna be all secretive, closed up in your own little spy's world, well you'll take what I give you. [oh Elim . . .] He's calling my name. Is this it? Will he ask me? Will he order me to stop and pull me down so he can spread my legs and ram into me? [gods. . .] Come on Elim! You bastard . . . Dammit, don't you know I want this? I'm no better than him though . . . I should tell him that I want it too. But to hell with it! He should ask me. [Yes . . .] Oh yes this feels wonderful though. Too bad he's missing this . . . And here I had all the cuffs ready for him, thinking he'd want this too. But no, he just takes whatever I give him. He wants it badly though . . . he wants me. I can tell. Wants me so much he's willing to forget who he is. [OH YES . . .] . . . willing to forget that he's Cardassian just for me . . . [grunt] . . . forgetting himself for my pleasure . . . [sigh] . . . just for me. [wonderful . . .] Oh man so tired . . . wait what's this? Did he just told me he loved me? Oh I'm too tired to ask. He'll tell me again later . . . The End |