Historian's note: This story takes place a week after the events of the 101th episode of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
Lieutenant Commander Jadzia Dax of the Federation Space Station Deep Space Nine was bored. At first she thought an hour or two at Quark's might lift her spirits. No good. Now she was simply wandering the space station looking for something, anything to do. Captain Sisko was her savior.
"Dax, report to my office immediately," he said. "I have an important assignment for you." Eager to shed herself of her boredom, she didn't even bother to respond. Dax rushed to the nearest turbolift and ordered it to Operations. Arriving there, her sweaty and unusually-uneven uniform recieved curious glances from Major Kira and Chief O'Brien. As she hurried up the stairs to Captain Sisko's office, she could see he was worried.
"You called, Benjamin?" she said.
Sisko acknowledged her with a nod.
"Starfleet Command just called in. Our radio bouys in the Gamma Quadrant have picked up something odd."
Dax was puzzled. "Do I dare ask what?"
Sisko frowned. "New Jem'hadar warship. Seems rather similar to the Defiant. Most prominently in the weapons systems, has you've probably already gathered. I'm sending you and Commander Worf into the Gamma Quadrant to investigate. We'll put the Defiant on standby in case you need us."
Dax felt woozy. It was going to be an odd week, she thought. Ever since their little...encounter, Dax and Worf had been closer. But they never had the time to express it..again. This would be the chance.
"When do we leave?" she asked. She hoped Sisko couldn't see her eagerness.
Sisko replied, "Now. Dismissed."
Dax nodded and headed into the Turbolift.
"Service Bay 4," she said simply.
Lieutenant Commander Worf nodded as they boarded the Runabout Victoria and departed from the station. There was a quiet, almost tense air between them as they took the ten minute/70,000 light year trip to the Gamma Quadrant through the wormhole.
Finally, Worf looked up. "Jadzia....," he said. Dax tried to maintain her professionalism.
"Yes, Worf?"
Worf stood up, and walked over. "I feel we must discuss our..encounter. I have felt this for some time," he said.
Dax looked up. "I kn----"
A hard blast rocked the Runabout as Victoria exited the wormhole. Worf sat down at his console, looking for the problem.
It was Dax who spoke first. "Quantam Resonance. We've lost dueterium injection and navigation. Worf, can we go back?" she asked.
Worf looked grim. "We cannot. We cannot withstand the gravitational stress of the singularity matrix!"
Suddenly a white light filled the room. The last thing Dax remembered was the Symbiont rocking in its fluid filled pouch...... Dax woke two hours later to find Worf scanning her with a medical tricorder. All she could manage was a cough.
"The Symbiont...." she said.
Worf did what passed for a Klingon smile. "Is fine. It has not been damaged."
Jadzia grinned and tried to get up, but fell back down in pain. "Ow! What happened to me?" Worf looked up.
"You have a sprained ankle. I have repaired it, but the pain will take time to subside."
Dax nodded and managed to stand up, but felt a sudden urge. Without thinking logically, she jumped on Worf and pushed him to the ground.
"Jadzia!" Worf exclaimed. Dax grabbed his crotch to make her point. "We're gonna make love, and you're gonna like it. Understand?"
Worf nodded, acknowledging the fact he had a raging hard-on anyway. He grabbed at the the fastners of her uniform, and pulled her top off, grinning at the sight of her huge breasts. He removed her bra and begin sucking and biting on her nipples. Jadzia held down a moan as he rolled his tongue around her nipples fast, causing shivers of pleasure. She unfastened his pants and removed his underpants. Grinning at the sight of his 9-inch dick, she undid her pants and slammed down on his hard on. Dax moaned for a long time.
"Oh god Worf," she yelled, in ecstasy. "Give it to me! Now!" After Worf finished with both her nipples, he went down and began sucking on her cunt, adding to the pleasure by probing her with a finger. Jadzia couldn't stand it anymore. The pleasure was too much. As Worf licked her again, all her lifes cum rushed out of her in a mind-blowing cacophany of ecstasy and pain. Her pleasure doubled as Worf spilled into her. She fell on top of him when both of them were done cumming, breathing heavily. After a minute, she got up on him, observing the cuts and bruises that went with Kligon/Trill sex.
"Well," she said. "I hope you are as satisfied as I am."
Worf nodded his agreement, gaze locked on her breasts. After another minute, they both rose and redressed. Then they went to the console and hailed the Alpha Quadrant.
"Dax to Deep Space Nine. Get out here, Benjamin."
~The End~
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