Things are not always what they seem to be

Things are not always what they seem to be

by T'Len
tlen@freenet.de



Series. TNG/DS9
Pairing: Troi/Jadzia
Code: R, humor
Archive: Trekiverse, BOBW, WWOMB, Marianne, GSSU, Fanfiction Paradies, others just ask
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Summary: Two women fight for a man.

For my other stories and stories by Lady Charena see: http://tostwins.slashcity.net

Disclaimer: Paraborg/Viacom owns the whole Star Trek universe. I only borrowed a little part of it for some fun. No moneymaking, no offence 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 m/m-sex and relationships, then look elsewhere for your entertainment. English is not my native language, so please be patient with my mistakes. T'Lin did a really great job to correct my errors, not to mention all the suggestions she gave. My greatest gratitude to her. For all remaining errors, blame me.


Things are not always what they seem to be
T'Len
2001

"He is mine!" The dark-haired, stark naked woman's loud voice echoed from the walls.

"No, he is mine!" The other woman - also dark-haired but with dark curls - spoke quietly but nevertheless with equal determination. She, too, wore absolutely nothing.

"Oh, really?" came the sarcastic reply. "Stop dreaming, Troi. You're not the right woman for him. He never even fucked you. The only thing the two of you ever did was talk about emotions. That's not the way to hold a Klingon warrior."

The other wasn't impressed. "Rough sex is not all that counts in a relationship, Dax. And nobody with his mind in the right place will spend his whole life fucking a worm."

"You bitch!" Dax stepped closer to her opposite, ready to fight for her man.

"I have the older rights." Troi answered and raised her hands in a gesture of defeat.

"Stop it!" He stepped out from the shadows which had hidden him so far. "I'm man enough for both of you. There is no need to fight for me. I surely can satisfy you both. But first" He winked in the direction of the large bed on the other side of the room. "Entertain me."

Both women stopped what they were doing when he appeared. Now they spoke in unison, "what do you wish us to do?"

He smiled. "You're nice girls. First: Kiss each other!"

They obeyed immediately. He licked his lips as he took a closer view on them. "You're really nice. Lay down and continue. I want to see you hot and horny."

Again they did like they were ordered. Lips parted to allow searching tongues their explorations, wet mouths traveled down firm breasts. "Suck!" Rosy nubs were sucked to hardness. "Touch!" Tender hands stroked round buttocks.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, licking his lips again. "And now I want you to lick your pussies! Make them wet for me!"

He reached for his fly.

"End program!" He landed very roughly on his ass as the bed suddenly disappeared. Only one chair remained in the room and quickly changed its form to that of Constable Odo. "You are under arrest, Quark".

The Ferengi struggled to his feet. "Odo, Gosh, how can you frighten me so. I nearly got a heart-attack. And for which crime do you want to charge me?"

Odo stepped closer until he was only one step away from the suddenly very nervous bar-keeper. "You know very well that it is forbidden to use the profile of a real person in a holo-program without his or her permission. Lieutenant Dax and Counselor Troi would hang you on your ears if they knew what you have done."

"But " Quark tried to retreat back and put more space between himself and Odo. His mind raced and he damned the always present Constable. This special program had seemed to be such a good idea. He already had a few pre-orders. Not to mention that he had intended to use it for himself very often. These human females were always so fascinating, especially when they were angry.

Suddenly he got an idea. "I didn't intend to use this for public purposes. I just wanted to give it to Commander Worf as a wedding-gift."

"Oh, sure." Odo let drop a little hint of sarcasm in his voice. "He would surely be PLEASED with such a gift. Door open!" He gestured to the now visible bulkhead. "After you, Quark. I have a nice little cell waiting for you."

The Ferengi sighed resigned. "I guess there is no chance I can convince you of my innocence, however Odo, there is something you have to explain to me. You were obviously in the holo-suite the whole time, why have you stopped me just at that moment?"

"I had no intention to see you naked" came the harsh reply.

Quark smiled. "But you enjoyed the show the lady's gave us before, did you?"

-Ende-

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