Flashes
Title: Flashes
Author: kira-nerys
Series: DS9
Rating: R
Pairing: Du/?; G/B; Du/K
Summary: Short flashes of different things. Some smutty, some not
Disclaimer: As usual, no infringement intended. These don't belong to me,
they're Paramount's and we'll never see them like this.
Author's Note: Minotaur's "Snapshots" from the Sentinel gave me the idea
for this.

Flashes

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Dukat and Garak

Dukat is sitting by the eye-shaped windows on Terok Nor. His head is leaned back and his features lost in passion. His hands are clutching his knees with a force that renders his knuckles white. Royal blue eyes watch him intently as a soft moan is escaping his lips. Dukat anticipates the next touch of his lover
Dukat and female

A feral look is coming from the pale blue eyes of Dukat as he's standing in the middle of the floor. He is naked and the muscles on his arms are beautifully defined as his hands clutches the head of his lover, urging her on...
Dukat and female

Large, gray, strong hands are roving over the female body, staying only briefly at those places she wants him so badly to touch. A soft chuckle of delight escapes his lips and his hands keep moving over the soft white skin. She lets out a soft cry. Then, finally, he takes pity on her and his hands move slowly, tantalizingly slowly over the soft, flat stomach
downwards.
Garak and Bashir

Royal blue eyes fill with passion as the lithe figure leaves the tailor's shop. Garak swallows hard and closes his eyes. The young man turns around and watches his friend; a puzzled look on his face, then his face lights up with understanding. When Garak's eyes open next his friend is standing before him. His hazel eyes are filled with equal passion
Kira and Dukat

Kira's eyes are empty. Steadfastly her gaze is locked on the coffin before her. She never realized, she never understood. Or maybe she did? She just couldn't handle admitting it. The ties to this man were much stronger than she had ever known, and as the coffin is moved out through the airlock her chest tightens at the thought of what could have been. Now it is too late. If only
Kira and Dukat

A hot surge rushes through Kira's stomach. Dukat is standing with his back turned to her and she allows herself for once to admit how she really feels. Her eyes travel across his slender form. Those shapely legs and taut buttocks and finally rests on the raven-black hair. Their eyes meet in the reflection of the window. He is looking at her. He knows

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