Killing Time
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Star Trek › Deep Space 9
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
8,453
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Killing Time
Title: Killing Time
Author: Rene Westmorland
Pairing: Dax/Sisko/Kira
Rating: NC-17
Author Notes: This takes place during “Broken Link” while the crew is waiting for a reply to their signal to the Dominion about Odo’s condition. I only paraphrased what I remembered from the episode, its not word for word cause I don’t have it on hand to do verbatim.
Disclaimers: Star Trek is owned by Paramount. I decree that no profit shall come from this story, but it does belong to me. Of course I don’t really care what anyone does with it as long as it’s all legal. Please leave reviews!
Warnings: M/F/F
“All this time we’ve had the cloaking device,” Chief O’Brien said. “Without it, I feel…naked.”
Killing time was never an easy task on the bridge of the Defiant, especially now while waiting for the Dominion to answer their signal.
“I know what you mean,” Captain Sisko agreed.
A chuckle cam from the helm console, Sisko swiveled his chair around.
“Something funny Dax?” He said.
“It’s just… being in the same room with all these naked men,” she replied mischievously. “It’s exciting.”
“Well, if you’d like to join us, I don’t think there would be any objections.” Sisko joked.
“Benjamin!” Dax said in mock distress. “What would Cassidy say?”
“You know what they say old man, what happens on the bridge stays on the bridge. What’s the matter, chicken?”
“Hmm… naked on the bridge, I’m not sure any of my other hosts have done that one.”
“First time for everything…”
“Well we may have a while to wait, may as well have a little fun.” Dax reached up and unzipped her uniform jacket, shrugging it off her shoulders and tossing it to the chief. She stood up, wriggled he pants down to her ankles, and kicked them aside. This left her in her bluish-grey shirt, shorts, and boots. She sat back down and crossed her arms.
“That’s not quite naked.” Major Kira chimed in from the communications station.
“Hold your horses major I’m getting there.” Dax winked at the Major and drew the shirt up over her head, allowing her perky breasts to spring free in front of the entire bridge crew. All smiles, she swung the shirt over her head and tossed it to Sisko. She reveled in the attention as she stood back up and swung her hips around provocatively. Turning completely around she bent over and slid her shorts down, giving everyone a sensuous view of her ass. She rid herself of the shorts while keeping her boots on, and lounged back unashamedly in the helm chair.
“Well then, is it everything you boys imagined.” She said coyly.
The men couldn’t muster up a reply through their hanging mouths, only Major Kira could form coherent words.
“You must work out Jadzia,” she said in awe.
“You should try Worf’s holosuite programs sometime Narys,” she replied. “But you’ve got a pretty good body yourself; in fact I bet your breasts are bigger than mine.”
“I doubt it,” Kira said, blushing.
“Hmm… what shall we wager?”
“Wager…” Kira said in disbelief.
“Well I said I would bet, so lets bet. Come on; get into the spirit of the moment.”
“Um, okay. If my breasts are bigger than yours, you have to give someone on this bridge a blowjob.”
“Kinky, I like it. Same thing for you if I win?”
“I guess”
“Well let’s compare then.”
Hardly believing any of this, Kira walked over to Dax, who stood up.
“What do you think boys? Who’s bigger?” Dax asked.
“Well it’s kinda hard to judge.” O’Brian said, actually trying to compare the two women.
“You’re right chief.” Dax said, hands on her hips.
She reached over to the collar of Kira’s uniform and unzipped her jacket, and began to undress the embarrassed Bajoran. Resigning herself to the bet, the Major tugged her undershirt out of her belt and pulled it over her head. Her light brown nipples hardened as they came in contact with the slightly cool air of the bridge.
Standing side by side the two women looked each other over and sized up their assets.
“I think you’re right Narys,” Dax said. “Looks like I’m just a little bigger, but that aside, very nice.”
“I guess I lose the bet then,” Kira said uncertainly.
“Well then, do you want to choose or should I choose for you?”
“You choose.”
“Well, Miles is a married man,” Dax looked around the room, “And it would be a little inappropriate to give a junior officer a blow job, that leaves the Captain. Any objections Benjamin?”
“Far be it from me to dispute my science officer.” Sisko replied with a smile.
Kira walked over to the captain’s chair and dropped to her knees. As Sisko leaned back to give her better access, she tugged loose his shirt and unzipped his pants. Already hard, Sisko’s full length came out into the open. Kira gasped at the sight of it, hardly believing its size. She fondled it with her hands, stimulating the captain even further. She ran her tongue up and down his manhood, eliciting a low moan. Working up her nerve, she took the head into her mouth. The captain was in heaven; he ran his hands through the major’s short hair and pushed her down further onto his aching member. She began to bob her head up and down, each time taking more and more of him into her mouth.
Excited even further by the display in front of her, the still naked Jadzia Dax decided to up the stakes even further. She walked over to the Major and peeled her pants and underpants off at once, pooling them around Kira’s ankles. Kira started to protest but Sisko pusher her head back down. Dax caressed the Major’s luscious behind and dipped a finger into Kira’s slit. Kira moaned onto Sisko’s cock, and increased her pace. Seeing how her ministrations were affecting Kira, Dax put two more fingers into her, working them faster and faster. Just when Kira though she couldn’t take any more of Dax’s fingers, she felt them leave her. Her disappointment was only momentary as Dax replaced her fingers with her tongue. Kira exploded in orgasm after orgasm as Dax devoured her. At the same time Sisko finally released into her mouth, adding to Kira’s pleasure.
Kira collapsed on the deck, exhausted. Sisko, impossibly, remained hard. Dax stood up and grabbed him by the cock, pulling him out of his chair and leading him over to the helm station. She rolled the chair to one side and bent over the helm station. Sisko wasted no time and took Dax from behind, sinking his whole length into her in one mighty thrust. The Trill cried out in passion as she was impaled on his impressive manhood. Sisko began to thrust in and out in a slowly increasing rhythm. Dax grunted and squealed in time with his thrusts. The pressure built and built until he exploded into her at the same time she reached a hand back to caress her clit. Both sensations drove Dax over the edge. She let out a scream of ecstasy that was sure to reach engineering. Sisko pulled out and stuffed his finally limp cock back in his pants.
After watching Dax and Sisko, Kira stood up and pulled up her pants. She was about to don her shirt when the communications console beeped at her. Forgetting for a moment that she was still topless she walked to her console.
“Captain, we’re getting a response to our signal.”
“Put it…” Sisko’s voice trailed off.
Kira looked over to see the whole bridge crew still staring at her breasts. She glanced over to Dax who was still naked. She smiled wryly.
“I guess I’ll put it on audio only…”
Author: Rene Westmorland
Pairing: Dax/Sisko/Kira
Rating: NC-17
Author Notes: This takes place during “Broken Link” while the crew is waiting for a reply to their signal to the Dominion about Odo’s condition. I only paraphrased what I remembered from the episode, its not word for word cause I don’t have it on hand to do verbatim.
Disclaimers: Star Trek is owned by Paramount. I decree that no profit shall come from this story, but it does belong to me. Of course I don’t really care what anyone does with it as long as it’s all legal. Please leave reviews!
Warnings: M/F/F
“All this time we’ve had the cloaking device,” Chief O’Brien said. “Without it, I feel…naked.”
Killing time was never an easy task on the bridge of the Defiant, especially now while waiting for the Dominion to answer their signal.
“I know what you mean,” Captain Sisko agreed.
A chuckle cam from the helm console, Sisko swiveled his chair around.
“Something funny Dax?” He said.
“It’s just… being in the same room with all these naked men,” she replied mischievously. “It’s exciting.”
“Well, if you’d like to join us, I don’t think there would be any objections.” Sisko joked.
“Benjamin!” Dax said in mock distress. “What would Cassidy say?”
“You know what they say old man, what happens on the bridge stays on the bridge. What’s the matter, chicken?”
“Hmm… naked on the bridge, I’m not sure any of my other hosts have done that one.”
“First time for everything…”
“Well we may have a while to wait, may as well have a little fun.” Dax reached up and unzipped her uniform jacket, shrugging it off her shoulders and tossing it to the chief. She stood up, wriggled he pants down to her ankles, and kicked them aside. This left her in her bluish-grey shirt, shorts, and boots. She sat back down and crossed her arms.
“That’s not quite naked.” Major Kira chimed in from the communications station.
“Hold your horses major I’m getting there.” Dax winked at the Major and drew the shirt up over her head, allowing her perky breasts to spring free in front of the entire bridge crew. All smiles, she swung the shirt over her head and tossed it to Sisko. She reveled in the attention as she stood back up and swung her hips around provocatively. Turning completely around she bent over and slid her shorts down, giving everyone a sensuous view of her ass. She rid herself of the shorts while keeping her boots on, and lounged back unashamedly in the helm chair.
“Well then, is it everything you boys imagined.” She said coyly.
The men couldn’t muster up a reply through their hanging mouths, only Major Kira could form coherent words.
“You must work out Jadzia,” she said in awe.
“You should try Worf’s holosuite programs sometime Narys,” she replied. “But you’ve got a pretty good body yourself; in fact I bet your breasts are bigger than mine.”
“I doubt it,” Kira said, blushing.
“Hmm… what shall we wager?”
“Wager…” Kira said in disbelief.
“Well I said I would bet, so lets bet. Come on; get into the spirit of the moment.”
“Um, okay. If my breasts are bigger than yours, you have to give someone on this bridge a blowjob.”
“Kinky, I like it. Same thing for you if I win?”
“I guess”
“Well let’s compare then.”
Hardly believing any of this, Kira walked over to Dax, who stood up.
“What do you think boys? Who’s bigger?” Dax asked.
“Well it’s kinda hard to judge.” O’Brian said, actually trying to compare the two women.
“You’re right chief.” Dax said, hands on her hips.
She reached over to the collar of Kira’s uniform and unzipped her jacket, and began to undress the embarrassed Bajoran. Resigning herself to the bet, the Major tugged her undershirt out of her belt and pulled it over her head. Her light brown nipples hardened as they came in contact with the slightly cool air of the bridge.
Standing side by side the two women looked each other over and sized up their assets.
“I think you’re right Narys,” Dax said. “Looks like I’m just a little bigger, but that aside, very nice.”
“I guess I lose the bet then,” Kira said uncertainly.
“Well then, do you want to choose or should I choose for you?”
“You choose.”
“Well, Miles is a married man,” Dax looked around the room, “And it would be a little inappropriate to give a junior officer a blow job, that leaves the Captain. Any objections Benjamin?”
“Far be it from me to dispute my science officer.” Sisko replied with a smile.
Kira walked over to the captain’s chair and dropped to her knees. As Sisko leaned back to give her better access, she tugged loose his shirt and unzipped his pants. Already hard, Sisko’s full length came out into the open. Kira gasped at the sight of it, hardly believing its size. She fondled it with her hands, stimulating the captain even further. She ran her tongue up and down his manhood, eliciting a low moan. Working up her nerve, she took the head into her mouth. The captain was in heaven; he ran his hands through the major’s short hair and pushed her down further onto his aching member. She began to bob her head up and down, each time taking more and more of him into her mouth.
Excited even further by the display in front of her, the still naked Jadzia Dax decided to up the stakes even further. She walked over to the Major and peeled her pants and underpants off at once, pooling them around Kira’s ankles. Kira started to protest but Sisko pusher her head back down. Dax caressed the Major’s luscious behind and dipped a finger into Kira’s slit. Kira moaned onto Sisko’s cock, and increased her pace. Seeing how her ministrations were affecting Kira, Dax put two more fingers into her, working them faster and faster. Just when Kira though she couldn’t take any more of Dax’s fingers, she felt them leave her. Her disappointment was only momentary as Dax replaced her fingers with her tongue. Kira exploded in orgasm after orgasm as Dax devoured her. At the same time Sisko finally released into her mouth, adding to Kira’s pleasure.
Kira collapsed on the deck, exhausted. Sisko, impossibly, remained hard. Dax stood up and grabbed him by the cock, pulling him out of his chair and leading him over to the helm station. She rolled the chair to one side and bent over the helm station. Sisko wasted no time and took Dax from behind, sinking his whole length into her in one mighty thrust. The Trill cried out in passion as she was impaled on his impressive manhood. Sisko began to thrust in and out in a slowly increasing rhythm. Dax grunted and squealed in time with his thrusts. The pressure built and built until he exploded into her at the same time she reached a hand back to caress her clit. Both sensations drove Dax over the edge. She let out a scream of ecstasy that was sure to reach engineering. Sisko pulled out and stuffed his finally limp cock back in his pants.
After watching Dax and Sisko, Kira stood up and pulled up her pants. She was about to don her shirt when the communications console beeped at her. Forgetting for a moment that she was still topless she walked to her console.
“Captain, we’re getting a response to our signal.”
“Put it…” Sisko’s voice trailed off.
Kira looked over to see the whole bridge crew still staring at her breasts. She glanced over to Dax who was still naked. She smiled wryly.
“I guess I’ll put it on audio only…”