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Archive name: deepspac.txt (FF, lesbian-aliens, sci-fi)
Authors name: Uncle Mike (c) 1997
Story title : Deep Space Nine

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Deep Space 9 (FF, sci-fi)
By Uncle Mike

"I've Looked at Life from Both Sides Now."

***

Kira plucked the two steaming glasses of bluish liquid 
from Quark, the elephant-eared bar owner, and, with a 
piercing look, dismissed his attempt to hang around.

She waited until he had turned and taken several steps 
away before her stern face dissolved into a giggling 
smile. She slid one of the glasses across the smooth, 
round tabletop as she turned to her companion.

"So tell me, Jadzia, what was it really like?"

Jadzia, a slim, dark-haired young woman with a leopard-
like pattern of spots curving down from her forehead, 
took a sip of the potent brew and smiled with her eyes 
over the rim at her friend.

"What was what like?" she asked, putting down the glass.

The wrinkles running across the bridge of Kira's pert 
nose got even deeper. "You know exactly what I'm talking 
about, and don't you try to tell me different," she 
said, with laughter behind her words. "So come on, tell 
me. You've been putting me off too long."

Jadzia, the space station's computer expert, seemed to 
enjoy dealing with a real human being instead of bits 
and bytes; she took the teasing lightly but appeared 
disinclined to give in so easily.

She and Kira, the second-in-command, would have made an 
unusual pair in an Earth bar. There was their alien 
appearance, of course, although in both cases the 
differences from Earth form were small. And there was a 
slight Mutt-and-Jeff look, with Jadzia's lean look and 
long hair contrasted with Kira's smaller, more husky 
build and close-cropped head. And then there were their 
personalities. Though both showed hints of girlishness, 
Jadzia hid hers behind a serious expression that seemed 
to bear the weight of centuries; Kira's softer side was 
often hidden behind a gruff, easy-to-anger exterior.

For all that those things would make them a mild 
curiosity on Earth, however, here in the weird goulash 
of Quark's multi-planetary clientele, they looked 
positively boring.

So boring, indeed, that no one turned a head, or any 
other eye-bearing appendage, when Kira playfully prodded 
Jadzia's arm and the taller woman burst out in laughter.

"OK, OK, I'll tell you," she said, washing the statement 
down with another swig. "But it's not really easy to put 
into words. I mean, I've had hundreds of years to work 
it out."

"You mean Dax has had hundreds of years," Kira said.

"Dax, Jadzia, every day it gets harder to tell us 
apart."

"But there's still a lot of Jadzia there," Kira pressed. 
"And I want Jadzia, the woman, to tell me what it was 
like for Dax to be in men's bodies. How did it feel? 
What was it like to be in love as a man? What was -- 
what was it like to MAKE love as a man?" She ducked her 
eyes down as she finished.

"Kira Nerys! I knew that's what you were after all 
along. So much for grand philosophical insights! You 
just want to know what it's like on the other side of 
the sheets."

Kira blushed faintly. "Well, why not? Weren't you a 
little curious before -- you know?"

"We're prepared very carefully to receive the symbiont," 
Jadzia said, trying to keep a straight face. "We must 
deal with many serious issues. There's no time for ..."

Kira had tilted her head and her stare was boring into 
Jadzia's eyes. 

"... Oh, OK, you win. Of course I wondered."

"So?" Kira was leaning forward now, whispering 
conspiratorially. "What was it like?"

"What can I tell you? It was -- different."

"Better? Worse?"

"Yes."

Kira sat back and sipped at her drink, waiting out her 
friend. Jadzia finally went on.

"Well, it was. Better and worse. Or -- well, maybe 
'better' and 'worse' aren't the right words. It was -- 
well, it wasn't as - - sophisticated? Complex?"

"You mean wham, bam, thank you, ma'am?"

"No, not -- well, yes, one or two of Dax's male hosts 
were like that, in fact. But most of them were a lot 
more thoughtful. No, I mean that the feelings on the 
inside don't seem as complicated as in a woman's body. 
It's like we make love with our whole minds and our 
whole bodies."

"And a guy just thinks through his cock, right?" Kira 
barked out a laugh as she drained the last of her drink.

Jadzia smiled slightly. "Something like that. But, if 
you really want to start to understand -- there's a 
better way to explain it." Her eyes narrowed. "If you're 
really interested, I mean."

Kira raised her eyebrows. "Sure, I'm interested. So try 
me."

"Not here." Jadzia rose from the table. "And 
unfortunately not now. I've got to go over some 
subroutines with Chief O'Brien. But come to my place 
after dinner."

Kira nodded her assent and then left the bar as well.

  ===  ===  ===  ===

Odo, who looked like a clay sculpture someone hadn't 
quite finished, looked up from his reports as Kira 
entered the cubicle that served as office for the 
security chief.

"Major Kira," he said, leaning back in his chair. "To 
what do I owe the honor?"

"Just making the rounds, Odo," the young woman said, 
striding over and sitting down on the other side of the 
cluttered desk. 

"Nothing more?" He steepled his hands before him.

"What do you mean? Can't I just drop in to chat?"

Odo leaned forward. "Yes, of course, Major. It's just 
that -- well, isn't there something you're not telling 
me?"

Kira closed her eyes for a second. "Odo," she said as 
she opened them again. "Is there anything that goes on 
that you don't know about?"

"I certainly hope not," the security chief said, 
somewhat smugly.

Kira smiled. "Just where do you get your information 
from, anyway?"

"Major," he said, seeming to draw a breath, "I've run 
the security on this station under the Cardassians and 
now the Bajorans. I've got sources the Cardassians 
wouldn't have been able to get a word out of with all 
their torture. Do you really think your Bajoran charm is 
going to get them now?"

"Charm? Why, Odo, that's the nicest thing you've ever 
said to me."

Odo's face seemed to blur or even melt slightly; one 
might guess it was what passed for a blush with him. He 
bent his head back down to his papers.

"Yes, well, if you're not ready to talk to me about it 
yet..."

"Oh, all right, Odo. It's nothing important, really."

"Not important? Just that after all this time the 
Bajoran government has decided that I have to undergo a 
yearly evaluation to make sure I'm doing a good job?"

"Well, yes, but -- did your sources tell you who's doing 
the evaluation?"

He was still looking down at the desk; he didn't see her 
grin. 

"No," he said, "but I would presume it's some bureaucrat 
from ..." 

At Kira's giggle he lifted his head and stared.

"You?" he said, at last.

"Yes, me," Kira said. "Who else? So don't worry about 
it, Odo, you've already passed the evaluation. We just 
need to fill out some forms for the record."

"Well, in that case, Major, how about now? I'd just as 
soon get this over with so I can get on with my job."

Kira began to nod, but then stopped. "Oh, sorry, I 
can't. I've got to talk to Commander Sisko before 
dinner, and I'm meeting Jadzia at her place after that. 
How about tomorrow? First thing after the shift starts?"

Odo nodded, once. "Very well." He paused, then went on. 
"So you're seeing Lieutenant Dax tonight? No problem 
with the station's computers, I hope."

"No, nothing like that. She's -- well, I guess I can 
tell you, Odo." Kira smiled broadly as her voice fell to 
a whisper. "She's going to tell me what it was like when 
she was a man -- I mean, when Dax was in men's bodies. 
Can you imagine what that was like?"

Odo's eyelids fluttered. "I think I have an idea," he 
began to say.

"No, Odo, I mean -- what it was like to be a man with a 
woman! I can't wait to hear what she has to say!" With 
that, Kira bounced out of the chair and strode off.

As she left, Odo looked after her. He kept looking at 
the door opening long after she'd gone through it.

  ===  ===  ===  ===

The portal of Jadzia's quarters blooped when Kira 
approached and then opened with a swoosh.

The lights were dim. Soft music -- alien to Kira's ears, 
but vaguely pleasing -- filled the room. An almost 
unnoticeable scent wafted on the imperceptible breezes 
stirred so softly by the space station's life support 
units.

Jadzia was no longer in her well-tailored Federation 
uniform with the long-sleeved tunic and slacks. She had 
changed into a filmy gown that seemed to change from one 
pastel to another every time she changed position. It 
was held up only by two thin straps, allowing a clear 
view of the spots running down her neck. 

Kira was still in her uniform, all well-pressed creases. 
She looked a bit uncomfortable as she walked over to 
where Jadzia was sitting -- lounging, really -- on what 
apparently passed for a couch. The smaller woman perched 
on the edge, testing it for support. 

"I'm sorry about the uniform," she said, settling down 
into the thick, soft cushions. "I..."

"Don't be silly," Jadzia said. "It's perfectly all 
right. Besides, I don't know if I'd recognize you 
without it!"

Kira's face reddened slightly. "What do you mean? I do 
have a life outside of command ..."

"Relax!" Jadzia tugged at Kira, pulling her back against 
the pillows until she, like Jadzia, was lying almost 
flat. "I didn't mean anything by it. It was just a joke. 
Come on, we're off duty now." With her long, slender 
fingers, Jadzia expertly massaged the stiff muscles of 
the smaller woman's neck and shoulders. "There, doesn't 
that feel better?"

Kira sighed. "Yes, thanks," she said, as her whole body 
seemed to release its tension. "Wow, that feels great. 
Where did you learn to do that?"

"It's a little trick Curzon Dax picked up, a few decades 
ago. You really like it?"

This time Kira purred and said nothing.

Jadzia continued to massage her friend, working out the 
kinks in Kira's arms.

"I could just lie here and let you do that forever," 
Kira said, wriggling her shoulders. "But you said you 
could tell me more about -- you know."

Jadzia's fingers worked their way down past the smaller 
woman's elbows. "Oh, you haven't forgotten? I must not 
be doing this right." She motioned to Kira to turn over. 
Then Jadzia straddled her and began to press her 
knuckles into the small of her friend's back, working 
her way up.

"I don't think you could do it any better," Kira said, 
her voice muffled slightly by a pillow. She kicked off 
her boots and wiggled her toes, which hung just over the 
edge of the couch. "But I still want to know. How did it 
feel -- being inside a man?"

"I don't know where to start," Jadzia answered, her 
fingertips pushing against Kira's shoulder blades.

"Well, how about -- how about a kiss? What did a kiss 
feel like as a man?"

"Compared to what?"

Kira laughed. "Compared to as a woman, of course!"

"Hmmm, let me see. Well, I'm not really sure. Maybe I 
have to refresh my memory." With that, Jadzia rolled 
Kira over onto her back, still straddling her. The 
taller woman bent down and pressed her lips to her 
friend's smiling face.

Kira seemed surprised. Her eyes opened wide as Jadzia 
pressed down. Then Kira's lips opened slightly as Jadzia 
slipped her tongue inside. Kira's arms closed around her 
friend's waist. 

Their kiss lasted for minutes as their tongues explored 
each other's mouth while their hands roamed and their 
legs tangled together. They rolled over on the soft 
cushions, coming to rest at last side by side as they 
broke their embrace.

"Mmmm, it wasn't as good as that," Jadzia whispered.

"Wh-what wasn't?" 

"Kissing as a man." Jadzia stroked Kira's side as she 
spoke. 
"It was never so soft."

"No." 

Jadzia smiled. "And how would you know?"

"I mean -- it never felt like that for me. With a man, I 
mean. So soft. So..." Kira pressed her lips to Jadzia's 
again. Their mouths open, they kissed hungrily. Jadzia 
slipped a hand underneath Kira's tunic and slid it 
around her waist. Their bodies pressed together tightly.

With a sudden movement, Kira broke the kiss and slid 
away from Jadzia, swinging her feet to the floor and 
sitting with her head in her hands. "What are we doing?" 
she half-sobbed. "I'm not -- I'm not that kind of woman! 
Not ..." She gulped. "...Not that there's anything wrong 
with that. It's just -- I'm..."

Jadzia's voice came from behind her. "How do you know 
you're not that kind of woman? Have you ever tried it 
before?"

"No!" Kira half turned but stopped, seeming afraid to 
face her friend now. She shook her head slowly. "I -- I 
like MEN," she said. "Always have."

"I'll tell you a secret," Jadzia whispered back. "So do 
I."

Kira's head snapped up, but still she didn't turn 
around.

"That's right," Jadzia said. "I like men. And women. And 
there's nothing wrong with that. If there's one thing 
Dax has learned after all these centuries, it's that 
nothing's wrong if two people care for each other. And, 
Kira ..." Jadzia put a hand on the smaller woman's chin 
and turned it toward her. "... I do care for you. And I 
think you care for me."

Kira's mouth fell open. Jadzia's filmy gown was gone, 
just a pile of pastel wisps on one corner of the couch. 

Jadzia was sitting cross-legged behind her. Her taut 
breasts were capped by startlingly erect nipples. Her 
smooth stomach curved down to a velvety stripe of dark 
hair above a reddened labia, framed by the angles of her 
long, slender legs.

"You said you wanted to know what it was like, for a 
man," she said. "I'd like to teach you." With that, 
Jadzia stretched out on the couch, resting her head on 
one of the throw pillows. She stretched out her legs, 
rubbing them up and down Kira's sides. "Do you want to 
learn?"

Kira stood up, turning to face the couch. She moved 
slowly, stiffly, as if her mind and muscles weren't 
completely in synch. She stood for a moment and then put 
her hands on the bottom of her tunic.

In one fluid move she pulled it up and off. Her breasts 
bounced free -- larger than Jadzia's, not quite as firm, 
crowned by dark brown cones that protruded slightly.

Tossing aside the tunic, Kira slid out of her slacks. A 
downy triangle pointed straight at her opening. Freed of 
the starchy uniform, she still had something of the look 
of authority -- well-muscled arms and legs, an erect 
posture. But as she crawled onto the couch and moved 
toward Jadzia, her breasts hanging down and swaying from 
side to side, she seemed to soften.

Jadzia raised her arms, bringing Kira to her. Again they 
kissed, this time pressing their breasts together. Their 
combined weight pushed down against the cushions, 
creating a nest for their lovemaking.

As Kira kissed her way across Jadzia's neck and 
shoulders, her hand slid across her friend's supple body 
and found the already moist opening of her tunnel. Kira 
moved down, taking first one nipple and then the other 
into her mouth. Meanwhile her probing fingers fluttered 
around the other woman's labia, stroking gently the 
soft, creamy thighs.

"You're doing very well for your first time," Jadzia 
murmured, her hands tracing circles on Kira's taut back. 
"But a man wouldn't be so gentle. Do it harder, Kira. 
I'm your woman. Take me!"

Kira pressed two fingers deep into Jadzia. The taller 
woman arched her back slightly at the penetration. 
"Yes!" she sighed. "That's it. Be my man!"

Harder and faster, Kira pushed her fingers in and out of 
the hot, wet tunnel as she kissed her way down the 
smooth stomach. Harder and faster her hand drove up and 
down until her face was hovering over the musky hole. 
Kira pressed her lips to Jadzia, smearing the sticky goo 
over her face as she pressed her tongue down, licking 
the clitoris.

Jadzia shrieked at the contact. Her hands beat against 
the cushions, sending pillows flying. "Do it!" she 
cried. "Yes, Kira, fuck me with your tongue! Fuck me 
with your fingers! Do it like a man would. I like it 
rough!"

Jadzia's legs closed around Kira's head and her hands 
pressed down on her friend's cropped hair. Still Kira's 
fingers kept up their rhythm and her tongue slipped back 
and forth on the sensitive clit.

Then, with a loud moan, Jadzia began to shiver 
violently. Kira slipped her fingers out and drove her 
tongue into the opening, fucking with her tongue while 
she rode out the wild orgasm.

"Lick me, Kira," Jadzia managed to get out. "Li-
iiiiiiick me!"

And then she could only screech as her body shook and 
froze, shook and froze. 

When her wild gyrations ceased, Kira crawled back up 
Jadzia's body, licking and suckling as she did, until 
her own hot wet hole was poised over the other woman's 
tongue.

Jadzia's tongue snaked upward, licking at the sensitive 
outer folds. Soon Kira's juices were flowing freely but 
still Jadzia did not enter her. The smaller woman ground 
her hips onto Jadzia's face. "Put it in me!" she 
commanded. "In me!"

Jadzia wriggled free of the steaming tunnel for a 
moment. "You wanted to know what it was like to be a 
man, remember?" she said.

Kira growled playfully. "Not any more! I want to be 
fucked like a woman!"

"Well, all right," Jadzia conceded. "But you still have 
to do something for me. Reach underneath the couch. 
There should be something ..."

"Is this it?" Kira pulled out a thick, shiny black rod, 
about as long as her forearm. It was bent slightly in 
the middle and each end came to a slightly bulbous tip. 
"Is this -- what I think it is?"

"You wanted to be a man," Jadzia said, smiling. "So put 
it in me, Mr. Nerys."

Kira twisted around, keeping her labia just above 
Jadzia's mouth, and bent down to insert the dildo in her 
friend's well-lubricated tunnel. It slipped in easily.

As she began to slide it in and out, fascinated at the 
way the labia curved around it, Jadzia pulled Kira's 
hips down and resumed her ministrations.

In minutes the black rod was driving in and out of 
Jadzia's hole as she madly humped up at it, while 
Jadzia's tongue was deep within Kira and her fingers 
were sliding across the smaller woman's sensitive 
button.

Kira came quickly, flooding Jadzia's face with even more 
fluids, before slipping off onto a dry area of the 
couch. But Jadzia continued to buck up at the dildo. 
"Don't stop!" she cried. "Fuck that cock into me, Kira! 
Harder! Harder!"

Pounding away at her friend, Kira's own opening began to 
ache again. She slid around on the cushions until her 
hole was positioned close to the wildly waving tip of 
the dildo. In one motion Kira slid down, driving the rod 
into her while her leg and Jadzia's scissored together. 
Both women took the dildo in hand, plunging it back and 
forth between them as they looked lustily into each 
other's eyes.

"Ohhhh, yes!" Kira groaned. "This is what I needed!"

"See?" said Jadzia. "There are advantages to being a 
woman -- as long as you have a stiff cock around 
somewhere!"

They came together, each falling back against the couch 
as wave after wave pulsed through their exhausted 
bodies.

A few minutes later, Jadzia gently pulled the dildo from 
her own sodden hole and then from Kira's. Dropping it 
onto the bed, she led her friend into the shower.

The hot jet of water cascaded over their naked bodies, 
washing away the sweat and giving them back some energy. 
Kira, standing behind Jadzia, kissed each and every spot 
on her back. As she got to the bottom, Jadzia turned and 
opened herself to Kira's probing tongue again. She came 
quickly and then pulled Kira up, kissing her deeply, the 
taste of her own juices mingling with those of Kira's.

At last they got out, wrapping soft fleecy robes around 
them.

Jadzia took a few minutes to dry her hair. Kira, whose 
own short locks dried quickly, leaned against a wall of 
the bathroom and watched.

"So you like it, I take it?" Jadzia said to Kira's 
reflection in the mirror.

Kira blushed. "More than I ever thought I could," she 
said. 

"Mmmm, and this was just the start," Jadzia said, 
glancing back to check Kira's reaction.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if you'd never done it with a woman before, I 
take it you never had a man and a woman with you, 
either?"

"A threesome?" Kira took a step forward. "Jadzia Dax, 
you've done a threesome?"

"Dax has," she said. "And foursomes and fivesomes and 
once, I think, a twelvesome. It depends on whether you 
count that Arrekian as one or two. Hey, when you've been 
around for centuries, every once in a while you've got 
to do something for variety."

Kira cocked her head. "So -- who would you do it with? 
In a threesome, I mean. Not -- not the doctor?"

Jadzia laughed. "In his dreams. In MY dreams, though, I 
would think -- Benjamin."

"Commander Sisko? You're kidding! You and he are old 
buddies. How could he...?"

"DAX and he are old buddies. I realize it might be a bit 
awkward for him -- but, don't forget, we were close 
friends. VERY close friends. I've seen his -- equipment. 
And if you think my dildo was something ..." She let the 
thought trail off as they left the small room.

"Wow, this place looks like a hurricane hit it," Kira 
said, surveying the ruins of the couch, pillows strewn 
all over the floor. "Let me help you clean up."

"Thanks," Jadzia said, already beginning to pick things 
off the floor. She dropped a couple of pillows back on 
the couch and looked around. "Did you happen to see 
where I left that thing, speaking of hard black rods?"

Kira giggled. "Benjamin?"

Jadzia smiled. "You know what I mean. I thought I left 
it on the couch. Maybe -- oh, here it is." She reached 
under the couch, flailing about with her hand until she 
came out with the dildo. 

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In the corridor outside Jadzia's quarters, a shimmering 
green pool of ectoplasm bubbled and rose, metamorphosing 
into the familiar figure of the security chief. Odo 
brushed a few small, curly hairs off his uniform and 
began to walk away, pausing only briefly to look back 
wistfully at the portal.

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