A night at the bureau

A night at the bureau

by T'Len (2003)

Series. DS9
Pairing: B/O'B
Code: NC-17, PWP, POV O'Brien
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Summary: A night in Sisko's bureau
Note: takes part in the Bashir/O'Brien-storyline of my AGU-series (see my webpage for the former parts)

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Disclaimer: The characters in this story don't belong to me. I only borrowed them for some fun. No moneymaking, no violation of copyrights are intended. The story is mine and it is just fanfiction. If you are under age, please stay away. If you have a problem with this topic, then look elsewhere for your entertainment. English is not my native language, so please be patient with my mistakes. Thanks to Lady Charena for the beta-reading. For all remaining errors, blame me.

"You should play with me not with the computer."

Your voice startles me. I haven't heard you enter and I surely hadn't expected you hear. Still it's in the middle of the night.

"Couldn't you sleep, Julian?" I ask.

"Not without you," you answer and I feel your mouth at my neck. "It's so lonely."

I sigh. "But I need to do this work now. Commander Sisko wants to have it finished in the morning."

You nibble on my neck and stroke with your hands over my breast.

"But it's our last night, Miles. Keiko'll return tomorrow."

I know this of course. And I know that your mood will be terrible during the next days. I can't blame you for wishing that I belong only to you. From your point of view it's easy to demand a decision. But I just can't leave my wife and my daughter. I'm responsible for them. And I love them, too. You have to understand this.

"There will be other nights. Maybe we can take a holosuite tomorrow evening," I offer.

You slip onto my lap and kiss me. As you break away you say: "I want you now."

"But I."

Your mouth silences me again. It's hard for me to remain calm when you kiss me so fiercely. And shifting around at my groin don't make things easier. But finally I shove you away.

"If someone catches us," I say. Not to think about the consequences. Keiko would know and then.

You shrug. "Who shall disturb us on this time? Anyone is asleep and the night-shift is busy. Besides I locked the door as I entered."

Until I can do anything against it you have opened my trousers and my cock slips free. Despite my verbal resistance it already has started to harden.

"I really have to work," I try again to make you stop.

Without success. Your mouth is over me and if I want it or not I moan with pleasure as I feel myself embedded in this wet cave.

"Julian, stop!" I gasp, but my body-language says the opposite as I drive myself deeper in your mouth. You eagerly suck me completely in. If there is something I never can get enough then it's you sucking me. Maybe because Keiko would never do this for me, maybe just you are so damn good in it.

Nevertheless I finally gather the strength to push you away. "Julian, please, we can't."

My cock is rock-hard and throbbing with need. Of course you register that and you push your own pant's down. With a swift motion you have placed yourself again onto my lap - right onto my cock.

I groan as I slip into your body. It always goes so easy. Even now without any preparation. As if we were made for each other. Feeling my cock embedded in your tight channel, your anal-muscles clenching around me let my last resistance vanish.

"Julian," I gasp your name as I grasp your hips and thrust deeper into you. You moan with pleasure and bury yourself deeper onto my hot rod.

Then you rose until only the tip of my cock is still in you. I pull you down again, forcing my member as deep as possible into you, causing you more moans as I rub your prostate. So we quickly find our rhythm of retreating and pushing.

"Take me, Miles, take me," you gasp. "I want to feel you."

"Yes. yes." I can't say more. It's just to good. Nothing is to good as fucking you. I'm hot, I'm hard, I'm in heaven. In such moments I can forget anything. My family, my responsibility. You are the only one who exists for me. Sometimes I wish I could save such moments forever. But we are both to hot - it will not last much longer.

"Julian," I moan your name as I reach around your body and begin to stroke your cock. I want us to come together.

"You are mine, mine," you whisper as you come. Your semen spurts over my hands as I began to fill you with my own.

"Gosh. so good," is all I can mumble.


"Thank you. I needed you so much" You smile at me as you finally have rose from my lap. This smile, which always melds my heart.

I nod. "Yes, it was good but now I really have to go back to work." I star to clean myself as good as I could.

You do the same, putting you back in proper shave. Then you kiss me again. "I love you, Miles," you say as you leave.

I don't answer until the door has closed behind you.

Then I mumble. "I love you, too."