Author: Saklani
Title: A Light to Pierce All Darkness
Codes: Odo/Captain Bashir (A/U)
Series: DS9 M/U, not long after the episode "The Crossover" and before "The Jem' Hadar"
Rating: NC-17
Beta: Kima
Summary: Odo saves Captain Bashir from the Alliance. They fall in love, and Odo must decide between Julian and his life on DS9.

Disclaimer: PARABORG owns all. I make no money, I swear!!
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Author's Notes: I admit it, this is another story about the healing power of love. I know, good old Saklani again. However, this one has MORE than its share of sex. My Muse drove me on. For awhile, I thought I might never get out of the all-sex-all-the-time mode. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!!

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"A Light To Pierce All Darkness"

Constable Odo of DS9 grimly fought for control of the stolen Alliance Interceptor. A glance at the sensors told him that the Klingons were stubbornly hanging on his tail.

The ship rocked as phaser fire hit the rear deflectors. Banking hard, Odo aimed for the Wormhole. He hoped the Alliance still knew nothing about its existence.

Behind him, soft moans echoed from the back of the small bridge. Captain Julian Bashir lay there, badly injured. His cries of pain motivated Odo to escape from the Alliance as fast as possible. They did not treat their prisoners well.

More phaser fire shook the Interceptor.

//Shields down to sixty percent,// Odo thought. //If I'm going to get away, I better do it fast.// He frowned in thought. //I wonder what would happen if I entered the Wormhole at warp speed.//

He spared another look at his sensors. The Klingon K'Vorts were closer now, almost within tractor range.

//Guess I'm going to find out.//

Fingers dancing over the controls, Odo put the ship into warp speed. With a blast of power, the Interceptor shot forward. Going Warp three, it entered the Wormhole.

Both Odo and Bashir smacked hard against the right wall, as the Interceptor bucked. Panels exploded in dazzling bursts of color. Smoke filled the Bridge.

The young human began coughing, and Odo hauled himself to the environmental controls. He managed to vent the smoke just as the ship flew out the end of the Wormhole.

Odo regained the helm chair and brought the ship to a halt. Checking the ship's systems, he found he had lost shields, weapons, and warp power was down to ten percent. If the Klingons appeared, they were helpless.

A loud cry of pain shifted Odo's attention to Captain Bashir. Knowing he could do nothing about the ship for the moment, he moved to the human's side. Odo rummaged through the emergency medical kit and grabbed a scanner. Keying the tool into activity, he scanned the comatose man's injuries, and found damage to all parts of the human's body. Fortunately, his internal injuries were not as severe as Odo had feared.

After healing all the broken bones and internal damage, Odo carefully moved a dermal regenerator over the wounds on Bashir's body. The Alliance interrogators left no spot untouched. Face, arms, legs, torso, back- Odo healed damage to them all.

He reached Bashir's briefs and paused. Odo knew little about male genitalia. He wondered if he should touch the human there without his permission.

As the Changeling considered what to do, he noticed a large blood stain near the human's buttocks. This decided him, and he gently removed the undergarment which was all Bashir had been wearing when Odo rescued him.

The human moaned, and Odo's touch softened even further. After discarding the briefs, Odo examined the area as dispassionately as he could. The human's long, golden sex lay nestled among ebony curls. Although the surrounding areas contained jagged cuts, the organ seemed undamaged.

Then, Odo noticed something small protruding from the end.

"What is that?" he murmured.

He ran the medical tricorder over the area. The machine detected a long, thin metal rod which had been inserted in Bashir's penis and left there.

"Bastards," Odo growled. Using a small tool from the Medical kit, he carefully grasped the exposed end of the rod. He began pulling the rod out.

Bashir's eyes flew open, and he screamed in fear. Odo released the rod, fearing the human might thrash and further injure himself.

"Please," Julian whimpered, "Don't hurt me." He tried to back away, but Odo clasped his thighs.

"I won't," Odo assured him. "I am trying to help you." He made his hands a warm liquid and conveyed good feelings along them.

The sensation relaxed the rebel, and his eyes fluttered shut. "That feels nice," he murmured indistinctly.

"I need to remove this rod from you," Odo told the human. "It will probably hurt."

The hazel eyes again focused on Odo, filled with terror. "Gar.... Garak put that there."

"I promise to take it out as quickly and carefully as possible."

Trembling, the human nodded his understanding. Odo again grasped the rod and began pulling. Bashir bit down mercilessly on his lip, but finally screamed in agony. Wishing to spare the man further harm, Odo managed to quickly maneuver the rest of the instrument out. He disgustedly threw it against the far wall, and then administered to the damage it had caused.

Bashir's cries trailed off as Odo finished. He still whimpered occasionally.

"Captain Bashir..."

The human flinched. "Please don't call me that," he whispered. "Call me Julian."

Odo wondered at this request, but decided not to question it. "Julian, would you lay on your stomach? I fear there is one more area that needs attention."

Trustingly, Julian rolled over and looked back at Odo. The Changeling knelt between his legs and reached for his buttocks. When the human began shaking, Odo stroked the soft skin, trying to soothe him. Bashir's tremors subsided enough for Odo to part the golden cheeks.

"No!!" Julian screamed. "Please, don't!!"

"Shhh. I won't hurt you. I need to heal the damage. Please, trust me."

Julian buried his face into his forearms, sobbing.

The Constable surveyed the tissue damage. He found seven deep gashes, three infected. Dried blood covered the whole area. Odo cleaned it off before healing the cuts.

Even the gentle touched necessary to remove the blood increased Julian's crying. The maneuvers needed to seal the wounds caused the human to scream in pain. Odo cursed the lack of adequate painkillers in the medkit.

When Odo finished his ministrations, Bashir's crying had reached a searing wail. Odo miserably wondered what he should do. He reached out and ran his fingers soothingly along the Terran's back. Remembering how the action calmed Bashir before, Odo turned his arms to liquid and submerged the human's back. Instead of murmuring soothing words, the Changeling conveyed warm feelings along the liquid.

After some moments, Bashir's sobs eased a little. He rolled over, hooked his arms around Odo's neck and snuggled into his upper body. Startled, Odo nonetheless accepted the embrace, moving his liquid arms so they covered the Terran's chest and shoulders. Bashir relaxed perceptively and began to cry into Odo's shoulder.

//Sisko told us about the arrogant and hot-headed Captain Julian Bashir. I see no trace of him left. How many terrible things did the Alliance do to him?// Odo wondered.

Eventually, Bashir's tears stopped, and his breathing slowed to a deep, steady rhythm. Odo reverted to solid form and stood. He carried the Terran to one of the control chairs and placed him gently on it. Searching around, Odo found a blanket and covered the sleeping man. Then, he set about fixing their stolen Interceptor. **********

Captain Julian Bashir awoke screaming and fighting for his life. He sprang out of the chair, slashing wildly. His arms struck a solid mass and were caught. He struggled in the grip of his captor, but could not break free. Sobbing, Julian slumped in defeat and awaited the next round of pain. Instead, two gentle arms enfolded him.

Julian looked into the smooth, expressionless face of the man who held him. "What will you do with me?" he asked in a soft, quavering voice.

"I want to get you back to your comrades," Odo answered. "I rescued you; don't you remember?"

Tears shimmered in large, hazel eyes. "I.... I.... they tortured me.... wanted to know where.... where.... I wouldn't tell them!" Julian's eyes flashed with sudden defiance, then dulled. "So Garak, he..... he...." Julian began sobbing again.

A fierce protectiveness filled Odo. Basing his actions on what he knew of human behavior, Odo pulled Julian closer to him and began stroking his hair. "You don't have to tell me, Julian," he murmured, "I understand. Everything will be all right now."

Julian stood stiffly in the embrace for a moment, then lowered his head to Odo's shoulder. He snuggled, seeking comfort.

The men stood thus for a long time, then Bashir stirred. "I need to use the Head," he confessed shyly.

"Of course." Odo let the Terran go. The human tentatively started for the the bathroom, but his legs buckled. Odo caught him before he fell.

"Thank you," Julian murmured. "Can you help me?"

Odo escorted Bashir into a bathroom, then turned his back to allow the human some privacy. He supposed the gesture was silly because Bashir was already naked, but he wanted to leave the human whatever dignity he retained.

Julian finished his business and turned toward the Changeling. He noticed how the man's back was turned and a wave of gratitude filled him. A long time had passed since someone had treated Julian with kindness.

Julian touched Odo's shoulder. "Do you have any clothes I can wear?" he asked.

Odo considered the request. "The replicators are malfunctioning. While you rest, I will look and see if I can find you some clothes."

"Thank you. Would you help me get to the Bridge?"

"Of course," Odo reassured, wrapping an arm around Julian's waist.

As the two started back, Julian said, "I don't even know your name."

"Odo."

The human stopped in place. He regarded the Changeling with frightened eyes. "Odo was the name of the Overseer on Terok Nor. He was killed by a Terran from the mirror universe."

Odo nodded and continued to guide the human back on his way. "Your own double. I am Constable Odo from the alternate universe."

Julian relaxed a little. "That's how you knew my name. But how did you get here?"

Odo maneuvered the other man back into the chair and covered him with a blanket, as he said, "I discovered a Cardassian trying to access Security files on DS9. He fled, but I caught him. However, he triggered some sort of device as I did, and we ended up on your universe's Terok Nor. Once I realized what had happened, I got out of sight. My intentions were to remain hidden until I could find a way back, but I stumbled across your interrogation and..." Odo trailed off and looked into Julian's soft eyes. "I could not let them continue."

"I'm sorry I ruined your chance to escape," Julian whispered. Tears rolled down his face.

"It was not your fault," Odo assured him. "I did not mean to imply that it was."

When the Terran continued to cry, Odo reached out and brushed the tears away. Julian pressed his cheek into the welcome touch.

Following an unusual urge, Odo knelt at the Terran's feet. He continued to wipe the water from Julian's face. Without a sound Julian slipped out of his chair, pulling the blanket with him, and pressed into Odo's chest. The Changeling enfolded him in strong arms.

"You're warm," Julian murmured. "I like the way you hold me. Don't let me go."

"I won't," Odo vowed.

Julian snuggled closer, pressing his cheek into Odo's shoulder. He wrapped his long arms around the Changeling's waist. Odo carefully placed his chin in Julian's soft, long hair.

"Will you tell me something about yourself?" Julian asked after an hour of silence.

Odo hesitated. He did not enjoy speaking about himself because people often made him feel like a freak. "I really don't have much to tell," he finally said.

Julian looked into Odo's electric blue eyes. "What do you do?"

This was a unthreatening topic. "I am Chief of Security aboard DS9."

"Do you enjoy your work?"

Odo started. He never really considered that question before. The answer, however, proved easy. "Yes. I enjoy serving justice."

Julian smiled sadly. "I wish you kept the justice in this universe."

Odo tightened his grip on the slim human body. He felt protective of the fragile creature. An unfamiliar feeling suffused him when he thought about Julian .

"Where do your people come from?" Julian asked.

"I don't know."

Bashir's hazel eyes widened. "You don't know?"

Odo shook his head. "I have no memory of where I came from or who my people are."

"You must be lonely," the Terran said.

The Changeling tensed. I... I was," he admitted, "but I have found friends."

"And love?" Julian asked softly.

"That question is a bit personal, Captain Bashir," Odo said.

Julian flinched at Odo's formality. He started pulling away from the embrace, lowering his eyes to hide the fresh tears in them.

Odo did not release the Terran. "I'm sorry. I should not have lashed out at you."

"I had no business asking."

"No, it is all right. I... I know nothing of love. I have never experienced love in any form."

"Never?" Julian asked in amazement.

"Never," Odo repeated.

Julian eased back into Odo's arms. Expecting Julian to snuggle again, Odo accepted the embrace. He nearly jumped when soft, warm lips pressed against his mouth, then drifted away.

"I can't believe nobody ever did that before," Julian whispered in his ear. Before Odo could respond, Julian kissed him again. This time, Julian ran his tongue over the Changeling's lips. When Odo opened his mouth to protest, the tongue slipped inside and explored the virgin depths.

Odo's whole system was in shock. Part of him protested that this action was inappropriate. Bashir was not well; he did not know what he was doing. Another part could not believe this was happening. How did he end up in the mirror universe being kissed senseless by Julian Bashir?

But the majority of him found the whole event enchanting. Julian's tongue sent tingles through Odo's body. His lips slid over Odo's, causing a soft and delicious friction. Casting aside his doubts, Odo experimentally lifted his tongue and touched Julian's.

"Mmmm," the human moaned.

Encouraged by the noise, Odo more purposefully ran his tongue along Julian's. As he felt the texture, Odo changed his own to match.

They continued their tongues intertwining, until the Terran pulled back for breath. His hazel eyes glowing with desire, Julian gasped, "I can't believe you never kissed before. You kiss so well."

Instead of answering, Odo initiated another kiss. This time, he explored the human's warm mouth down the soft walls, over the hard teeth and along the sensitive roof. Odo made sure no place went untouched. After a moment, he pulled back from the once again breathless Julian.

Something hard pressed against Odo's side, and he looked under the blanket at Julian's sex. The organ had lifted and lengthened. A rosy hue suffused its golden color. Curious, Odo ran his fingers along the length. Julian shuddered, and Odo pulled his hand away.

"Don't stop," Julian sighed. "Please."

"I do not know what to do," Odo said.

"You're doing fine. Please, just touch me," Julian whimpered.

Still unsure, Odo returned his hand to Julian's penis. He stroked the length, trying to determine how to touch the human. When Julian moved his hips upward, Odo accidentally squeezed a little. The touch excited the Terran, and Odo began alternating strokes with soft squeezes. He watched the way Bashir reacted, using the Terran's cries and thrusts to guide his caresses.

When his hand encountered moisture, Odo curiously examined the source. A strange liquid leaked from the end of Julian's organ. He ran the tip of his finger through it.

"Yes! Please, Odo, please!!" Julian cried.

Hearing his name cried in passion, Odo redoubled his efforts to pleasure Julian. He caressed Julian's sensitive thighs, fondled his heavy sacs and fingered the slit at the tip of his penis. A series of increasingly inarticulate cries greeted Odo's attentions.

Finally, Odo began a rhythmic pumping of the throbbing sex. Julian thrust in time with Odo's hand. A pressure built up in Julian's belly and worked its way to his groin. With a final thrust, he came into Odo's hand and over his own stomach. As he came, Julian cried, "Odo!!"

Breathing hard, the human slumped into Odo's arms. He rested his head on Odo's chest and draped his body bonelessly around Odo's own. At this moment, he gave himself to the Changeling.

For his part, Odo's ears still rang with Julian's cry. Never did he think another being would call his name with such love. Julian had given him a priceless gift.

Odo still held Julian's seed in his hand. He examined the substance and found blood in the cum. Horrified, he examined Julian's body and found more blood on his penis. Angry at himself, Odo lifted the human and carried him to the Head.

"What are you doing?" Julian asked sleepily.

"I hurt you. I need to clean you up and repair the wounds I caused."

"Hurt me?"

Odo placed him in the shower and pointed at the blood. "You didn't do that," Julian assured him. "That happened because of what Garak did."

"My actions were inappropriate," Odo said. "I reopened your injury."

"I needed that," Julian countered. "I needed someone to touch me in a way that gave me pleasure and not pain."

Odo did not answer the Terran. Instead, he ran the dermal regenerator over Julian's wound. Then, he turned on the shower and cleaned him off.

"Unless you didn't enjoy it," Julian said. "If you didn't, I promise not to ask you to touch me again or...." He trailed off.

Faced with Julian's obvious distress, Odo confessed, "I enjoyed what happened between us very much. Nobody's ever said my name with such feeling before. I was angry at myself when I saw the blood. I thought I hurt you."

Julian's heart lightened, and he said, "When I am not so tired, I will repay you for your kindness." He gazed shyly at the Changeling. "If you want me to."

Odo assisted Julian from the shower. "Right now, you need sleep. I will find you something to wear while you rest." He picked up the unprotesting human.

"Yes, Master," Julian teased. He wrapped his arms around Odo's shoulders and nipped his neck.

The unexpected action sent a thrill through Odo. Still, he said, "Don't call me Master." He carried Julian back to the small Bridge.

"How about snookie ookums?" Julian asked in an innocent tone. Odo made a face, and the Terran giggled. He leaned forward and kissed his new lover. "Odo it is," Julian assured, as he was placed back in the chair. His eyes closed the instant he wrapped himself in the blanket. **********

Odo kept busy for the next few hours. He regenerated for a short while, then scrounged up an outfit for Bashir. Afterwards, he continued repairs on the Interceptor. Often during his work, Odo found his mind straying back to his 'encounter' with Julian. He savored the memory of golden skin, hazel eyes, tousled curls and soft lips. He heard again Julian's cries of ecstasy.

//Can I be falling in love with him?//

Odo heard a sound behind him and turned to find a newly awakened Julian entering the room. He wore a loose black outfit. The pants clung to his thin hips, threatening to fall off at any moment. "Can I help you?" he asked.

"You should not be up yet," Odo scolded, "but since you are, you need to eat. I found some ration packs for you."

Julian wrinkled his nose. "Ration packs.... ugh."

Odo escorted his young lover back to the Bridge and got him the food. He watched the human settle down and begin to eat. Despite constant grumbling, Julian ate the whole pack. "Now, can I help you?" he asked.

Odo almost smiled at the petulance in Julian's voice. "Yes, I can use your assistance. However, not for too long. You are still weak."

"Mother hen," Julian grumbled.

Odo reached out and caressed Julian's cheek. "I won't let you take any chances. Nothing must happen to you now." **********

After the men finished repairs to the shields and sensors, Odo located a small nebula in which to hide the Interceptor. After navigating the ship in, he declared himself ready for a rest. Julian agreed; the hours spent slaving over the consoles taking their toll on his low energy. Still, the Terran valued his chance to help.

The Interceptor contained quarters for two people. Odo decided the human should sleep in a regular bed. He escorted his lover into the nearest quarters.

Julian undressed while Odo made up the bed. He watched the Changeling neaten the blankets and smooth the wrinkled sheets. His heart swelled with love for the man who cared so much about him.

Before Odo finished, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and a warm body pressed against his back. He twisted his head to question Julian, and soft lips pressed against his mouth.

"Stay with me," Julian whispered.

Odo started to protest, but nodded agreement when he looked in to his Terran's pleading eyes. The smile Julian favored him with washed away his worries. Julian's happiness was his own.

Julian lay back on the bed, grasping Odo's hand and pulling him down. Odo found himself on top of Julian. The human's hands rubbed his shoulders and back.

"I want to touch you," Julian murmured. "May I take these off?" He pulled at Odo's garments.

"My clothes are part of me, Julian. Let me remove them." Odo dissolved the outfit.

Julian exclaimed in delight at the trick and ran his hands over Odo's chest. "You have no nipples!"

"Nipples?"

Julian pointed at his own chocolate colored nubs.

"May I touch them?" Odo asked.

Julian nodded.

Odo brushed the very edge of one, and Julian keened. He rubbed with more confidence, memorizing the feel and watching the nipple's response to his touch. He also noted Julian's enthusiastic reactions.

Bolstered by this new information, Odo formed his own pair of nipples. Julian regarded them with delight. "Now, I can return the pleasure you just gave me," he said.

"I'm not a human," Odo warned, "so I may not respond.... Ooooh...." His legs liquified, as Julian sucked at one nipple. The Terran's skillful hand tweaked the other.

"Do you like that?" Julian questioned.

Not trusting his voice, Odo nodded. He pulled the Terran into a tender kiss. Tongue twining with Julian's, Odo cupped the firm ass of his lover and maneuvered so they pressed tightly together.

Julian's erection bumped into Odo's own. The organ he had so carefully fashioned after Julian's, but thicker and slightly longer, was responding perfectly. Odo felt proud of his accomplishment.

Lost in pleasure, Julian did not remark on his lover's ingenuity. Instead, he wrapped his legs around Odo's waist and began thrusting. Odo's mimicking of the movement drew loud, incomprehensible cries from Julian. In a matter of moments, Julian sprayed seed over both of them. Odo, in turn, coated both with his own golden essence.

Exhausted and well on his way to sleep, Julian mumbled into Odo's ear, "I'm yours."

Still drawing his liquid parts back into himself, Odo tightened his arms around Julian's waist. "Mine." **********

When Julian woke up, he felt a gentle hand stroking his cock. Even in his drowsy state, Julian's hips rocked in time with the stimulation. Pre-cum leaked from his hard sex.

Julian threw his head over Odo's shoulder, exposing his long neck to Odo's mouth. Accepting the invitation, Odo sucked, nibbled and kissed the length. His hand never slowed its incessant caressing of Julian's cock.

"Yes, Odo.... yes.... yes.... please.... yessss.... ooooh Gods, Odo...."

Odo smiled at the enthusiastic noises of his lover. "My Julian," he whispered, increasing his attentions to Julian's erection.

"More.... yes.... more.... want you...."

Odo continued milking his moaning human's sex, until he felt Julian's body tense. With a last cry, Julian released his seed into Odo's hand. Then, he curled into Odo's arms.

Odo turned the human over, so he could gaze into dreamy, hazel eyes. "Like that?" he murmured.

"Oooh, yes," Julian whispered. He cuddled, pushing his body as close to Odo as possible.

Odo stroked Julian's silken flanks, up and down his back and finally kneaded his buttocks. The human enjoyed the attention, until one of Odo's fingers accidentally ran along the divide between Julian's cheeks.

"No," Julian whimpered in fear.

Odo removed his hands. "I would never hurt you."

Julian began crying. "I know," he choked out, "but when you touched me there, I remembered.... I remembered...."

"It's all right," Odo soothed. "I understand." He began kissing the tears off his lover's face.

After a few minutes, Julian calmed down and began responding to the kisses. He placed his own on Odo's lips, face and neck. Soon, the men kissed passionately.

As pleasure coursed through Odo, his arms again became liquid. Julian responded to the feel of the liquid by uttering a long, low moan. Encouraged, Odo transferred more and more of himself into his natural state. Soon, Odo covered Julian's whole body.

The human writhed, as his lover coated him. He could feel Odo everywhere, surrounding him like a molten, throbbing blanket. A blanket that sent bolts of pleasure across every inch of his body.

As Julian thrashed about, he churned his lover's essence. A feeling of ecstasy built up in Odo's core and spread throughout him. The faster and more uncontrollably Julian moved, the more incredible Odo's pleasure became. His form pulsed in the Changeling version of orgasm. Carried along on the tidal wave of Odo's experience, Julian screamed his own mind-blowing release. ********** Between the time spent finishing repairs and planning how to get to the rebel base, Julian and Odo coupled. Each moment together deepened their love and strengthened their bond.

Odo began wondering if the rebels would accept him. He no longer wanted to return to DS9. What awaited him there? Only duty, and it did not compare with love. Commander Sisko would never allow him to bring Julian back with him, so he wanted to remain in the mirror universe. He could help the rebels.

One night, Odo broached the idea to Julian. "I've been thinking...."

Julian smiled, rubbing himself against his lover. "When have you had time to think?"

Odo ignored the question. "I want to stay with you in this universe."

Julian stopped moving, shocked into inaction. "Why would you want to stay here? Your universe is so much better."

"I want to be with you. I love you, Julian. What good will my life be without you?"

The Terran's eyes teared. He placed tender kisses all over Odo's face. "Beloved," he murmured over and over.

Responding to his human's emotion, Odo ran his fingers along Julian's smooth back. He placed a sucking kiss at the base of the slender, elegant neck. He continued exploring with his fingers.

"Odo," Julian murmured, "I want to feel you inside me."

The Changeling regarded Julian with surprise. "Are you sure? I don't want to do anything that might hurt you."

"You won't hurt me. Please, I need you to." Julian rolled on to his stomach.

"Just promise me, Julian, that you will tell me to stop if you feel pain or discomfort."

Julian smiled over his shoulder at Odo. "I promise."

Odo nodded and placed his hands on Julian's ass. He kneaded the shapely cheeks. Julian sighed and spread his legs. Odo grabbed a pillow and propped up the young man's hips. He converted the lining of his fingers to liquid and gently pushed one digit into Julian;s opening.

Julian gasped, and Odo stopped. "You all right?"

Julian nodded. "Please.... go on. I want this. I want you."

Odo continued stretching the tight tissue. His own essence lubricated the passage. He worked another finger in, and Julian moaned, thrusting against the fingers.

"Please, Odo. I need you inside me!"

"Easy. Take it slow, my love. Make this last."

"Please!" Julian wailed.

"Steady." Odo kissed the nape of Julian's neck. He positioned himself and changed his penis to a smaller size. All the better not to hurt his Julian. Odo grasped his beloved's hips and pushed in.

Julian's cries became ever louder and more frantic. He pushed back, taking more of Odo inside himself. When Odo filled Julian, he paused. Carefully, he increased the size of his organ.

As Odo's sex gently expanded his walls, Julian threw back his head. He forced a long, heart-breaking moan through his parted lips.

After expanding his organ, Odo began moving in and out. Julian thrust back, crying out with every thrust. Odo fought to keep his whole body from liquifying in sheer delight. He thrust faster, prodding the sensitive spot inside his beloved.

'Yesss.... please.... please.... please...." Julian gasped.

Odo pulled Julian to his knees and wrapped an arm around his chest. He stroked Julian's erection.

Turning his head, Julian captured Odo's mouth. Their tongues dueled, and Julian submitted to his lover's. Odo explored every nanometer of the warm opening.

Stimulated in three places, Julian bucked hard and came. Odo followed, spurting himself deep into Julian.

Breathing hard, Julian moved to disengage from Odo. "Wait," the Changeling murmured. He began drawing his separate parts out of Julian.

"Oh, my GODSSSSSS!!' Julian yelled. His cock stood at attention and began leaking. "Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop!" he chanted.

Amazed, Odo slowed his rate of retrieving himself. Julian moaned, sighed, and cried out until he again ejaculated, unstimulated except for the drawing out of Odo's essence. When Julian climaxed, Odo pulled the rest of himself out.

Lowering the Terran on to his back, Odo gazed into his blissful face. "May I stay in this universe with you, Julian?"

"Yesss. Stay with me forever. I am yours."

Odo ran his hands over Julian's body. He loved the feeling of soft, sweaty skin. He lapped all the cum off his lover's firm stomach. Julian arched into the tongue. Finishing his cleansing, Odo murmured against the skin, "Yes, all mine. Nobody will ever touch you against your will again. I love you, Julian." *********

Julian piloted the Interceptor toward the Wormhole. Odo handled the sensors and weapons.

"Entering the Wormhole now," Odo reported.

Julian maneuvered the craft through the concavity. He gasped at the sight.

"I hope we don't have a welcoming committee," Odo said.

"They'll be there," Julian said.

The Interceptor burst through the Wormhole's entrance.

"I am afraid you're right, Julian. There are three Klingon K'Vorts three thousand kilometers off our port."

"I see them. Hold on." Julian swung the Interceptor in a tight turn. "Ready with those coordinates?"

"I've entered them. Ready when you are."

"Good. I'm heading out of here at maximum impulse."

Odo glanced at the sensors. "Our 'friends' are following us. They can outrun us at Warp."

"I know."

"One minute to the edge of the Bajoran system. Prepare for maximum warp," Odo said.

Julian smiled. "I'm as prepared to die as I will ever be. I love you, Odo."

"I have no intention of dying yet. But I love you, too, Julian. Warp speed now."

Julian put the Interceptor into warp.

"The Klingons will go into warp in approximately two minutes," Odo said. Their ship continued its course, and Odo watched the sensors. "They've gone into warp! Warp 3.... 4.... 5.... 7.... 9. they'll catch us in less than five minutes. They're firing!"

A tremor shook the craft, but the torpedo sailed far past them "You can do better than that," Julian mumbled. "Come get us."

"Firing again!"

Julian swung the craft hard to port, and the shots missed by a meter.

"They're fifteen kilometers and closing. Ten... Firing!"

Julian swung the Interceptor in a quarter circle and killed the engines. Still going Warp Nine, their pursuers shot passed them. Julian headed off in a new direction.

Odo glanced at his lover. "You're going to go through the asteroid belt."

Julian nodded. "Let them chase us into that."

With a burst of grim humor, Odo said,"I look forward to it."

Their ship raced for the wide expanse of deadly rocks. The Klingons again pursued at maximum warp.

"One minute to asteroid belt. The Klingons are still three minutes behind," Odo reported.

Julian slowed the Interceptor to impulse and headed into the rocks. "Now for the fun part," he said. His fingers flew over the controls, and the ship moved around the threatening debris.

"The Klingons have stopped outside the belt. They're firing!" Odo reported.

Twin beams flashed out, and Julian twisted the ship. One shot caught the edge of their left nacelle, but the other impacted off an asteroid in front of them and ricocheted back into the K'Vort.

"Shields down fifteen percent,, and we've taken minor damage to the warp engines," Odo said. "The Klingons took a direct hit to their Bridge. Their shields are down thirty percent, and they have major damage to their weapons."

"They won't try that again. If they want us, they have to come after us," Julian said. He swung the ship around a jagged surface, then banked hard to avoid a second.

"The Klingons are entering the belt," Odo reported.

Julian sent the Interceptor into a spiral to avoid a floating chunk of debris, then into a dive to go under a huge asteroid. "Good luck to them," he muttered. Their flight became increasingly bumpy, as Julian used increasingly unorthodox maneuvers.

"Only two hundred meters to the edge of the belt," Odo called, after a shocking jolt.

"How are the Klingons doing?"

Odo glanced at his sensors. "One is stuck between several large rocks, the others are retreating. All three have taken damage. Their.... AH!!" A large boulder smacked into he side of the ship. Odo's station exploded, and he went flying.

"Odo!" Julian cried.

The Changeling struggled to focus on his human's cry. "You must pilot, Julian," he managed to say, "I'll be all right."

Julian glanced once more at his fallen love, then took the Helm. The ship responded sluggishly, but Julian got them out of the rocks. He stopped the Interceptor and moved to his struggling lover.

"Are you hurt?" Julian began moving debris away.

Odo slithered out from the remaining debris and stood. "I'm fine, just shaken. We need to get out of here."

Julian ran his hands over Odo, reassuring himself. "The Klingons are not going anywhere. We'll be safe for awhile."

Odo grabbed the busy hands and kissed one. "I know, but we need to be prudent."

Julian sighed. "I suppose making love till I pass out right here on the floor would not be prudent."

Odo harumphed and returned to the controls. Julian followed. "Our warp drive is damaged, but we can safely make warp three," Julian said.

Odo nodded, reset their course and engaged the engines. He looked around the totaled Bridge. "We need to repair the damage to the systems."

Julian pressed himself against Odo's back and nibbled his ear. "Later," he whispered.

Odo growled. "Julian, we need to fix...."

Julian nudged Odo's backside with his erection. "We'll be fine from here. The Alliance patrols never get out this far, and the Klingons will be hours circumventing the asteroids."

"Julian...." Hands slipped under Odo's tunic and caressed.

"Later."

Odo sighed and allowed Julian to pull him to the floor.

*********

Miles 'Smiley' O'Brien stared at Odo and Julian Bashir. "He wants to do what?" he asked again.

"Join us."

"Join us," 'Smiley' repeated stupidly.

Julian sighed. "Think of everything he has to offer- familiarity with Terok Nor, security experience...."

"Where will he stay?" O'Brien blurted.

Julian smiled. "In my quarters."

O'Brien nearly swallowed his tongue. "Oh...." He shook his head to clear the cobwebs. "Forgive me, Constable Odo, I am not usually this dense. We certainly need people like you."

"And I want to help you," Odo said.

O'Brien held out his hand, and Odo grasped it. "Welcome to the rebellion."

THE END (not a chance)

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