Intendant Kira was extra careful to gussy herself before she sent for the women. She always felt that women had higher standards and noticed and complimented little things that men often ignored. She didn't expect to be rejected but one could never be too beautiful.

She had been so nervous the first time she kissed another girl. She knew she'd either hate it or love it. She was still a young teen when Skrain ordered her to do it. He had a Terran girl brought in because they were virtually the same as Bajorans and easily cowed and available. After she gave the girl a shy kiss, she blushed and ran to his arms.

"Did you like that, Nerys?" he asked.

She nodded enthusiastically.

"I knew you would. Now let me teach you how to be with a woman!"

For once, she enjoyed the lesson and wanted to learn. When Skrain brought women to their bed, she got excited. When she wanted a good rough fuck, that's what men were good for. But women were good for foreplay and endless cuddling in bed after. Once Skrain was gone, she didn't have to be directed by him or share a girl again. He would watch other men in bed with her but never touched them. The Intendant appreciated a wide variety of genders and species.

Garak brought in half a dozen women. Three of them were Terrans, but there was a Klingon woman, a Vulcan, and a Trill for variety. The Intendant could tell Garak was hoping she would invite him to join. He would be sorely disappointed when she made her selection and waved him away. She couldn't let anyone, not even an expendable playmate, know how often they paired.

She already knew which girl she was going to choose. Ziyal had told her about the young Trill at the end of the line. She liked to put the girls on display, though, and she liked to make the lucky girl she selected feel special and the others pout, determined to be chosen the next time. She was tempted to have all of them. Even the Klingon woman was quite lovely.

"I want the Trill," she announced after taking a drawn out moment pretending to decide. "Garak, you may have your pick of the others."

He frowned but nodded.

"Don't be too rough on them!" she remembered to inform him. "I might call on these girls another night and I don't want her exhausted!"

"Of course, Intendant."

She noticed the other girls shudder and she was curious which girl he'd choose. She was careful to say 'exhausted' rather than 'damaged'. When Garak was annoyed or felt slighted, he took it out on his subjects. He wielded pain more often than pleasure with women he didn't care for. He was a typical man in that regard.

She quickly forgot about Garak when the Trill stepped forward. She was petite but had a perfect face and form. She was young and fresh and wore a black shirt with a black leather jacket over it with dark pants resembling denim. She sported a boyish cut not unlike her own but her hair was straight and silky black. Her eyes were a blue the Intendant was envious of. Her skin was pale and made those eyes pop even more through her dark bangs. She was adorable and intrigued the Intendant very much very quickly.

"What is your name, sweetling?"

"Ezri Tigan."

The Intendant already knew the answer to most of the questions she asked. Ziyal scouted the station for potential play mates for her and investigated them thoroughly before they ever got this far. But she enjoyed conversation and wanted to catch them in lies. Lies weren't always unforgivable. She knew many women were nervous about bedding a woman, especially a woman such as the Intendant. Some species were inherently homophobic and took some persuasion to consider they might not be as straight as they imagined. Women, after all, were the more sexually fluid creatures.

The Intendant had specifically asked Ziyal to find her a new paramour and not just a play mate as well. If that was the case, she needed to go slow and be careful. She didn't want to get burned again. Upon sight of this creature, she decided she really didn't want this one to resent her eventually like all the others seemed to. She didn't know what she was doing wrong, she was a good catch, but she must figure it out and adapt. She was tired of losing lovers. She might actually be lonely.

"Did you have the situation explained to you?" the Intendant asked a little impatiently. "You wouldn't believe how often Garak forgets to explain before he brings you all here. I go to touch a woman and they back away fearful and confused."

"I asked to come here," Ezri looked at her with mischievous eyes. "I wanted to meet the infamous Intendant Kira."

"Infamous?"

"You can't be surprised at that word, Kira. Surely you know your own reputation around the galaxy."

"You're a bold little thing, aren't you? Few use my name and not my title."

"I'm a Joined Trill, as if you didn't already know. That means my 'soul' is old and I've been around the block, so to speak. I'm also a mercenary."

"I thought Spock had the symbionts exterminated. How are you possibly Joined?"

"There are a small number dwelling within Trill still," Ezri answered. "The fact that I am Joined is not a widely known fact. How did you find out?"

The Intendant smirked at her, "Surely you know my reputation around the galaxy?"

"You are the real thing."

"What does that mean?"

"It means you are a force to be reckoned with. You are cunning, powerful, and beautiful."

"I heard you were in a relationship with that Ferengi Brunt."

Ezri scowled, "I was."

"I take it you regret that?"

"Not one of my prouder moments."

"Have you been with a woman before?"

"In my other lifetimes, I have. But only as a man with a woman. I've never been with a woman as a woman."

"Does that thought tantalize you or frighten you?" the Intendant took a step forward.

"It would be a new experience, which the symbionts crave."

"Ignore that slug inside you and look at me, Ezri! If I take you to my bed, would you enjoy it?" the Intendant's voice cracked like a whip for a moment.

Now the Trill studied her critically and she responded, "You are Kira Nerys, Intendant of Bajor and this station. You could take me willing or not."

"A good Dom doesn't want you if you don't want them!"

She pierced the smaller, younger girl with her most serious and hypnotic gaze. She wanted to give this girl a try. She really did. But she was not a woman that forced other women. If they showed any sign of revulsion, it killed whatever desire she had for them. She sought out those signs carefully. Some women thought they could fool her and get something out of her. She gave those ones to Garak. Some women were simply terrified of the consequences if they rejected the Intendant. She let those ones go without any harm done. Who was spreading lies about her?

"You would be much preferable to a stunted troll," Ezri grinned.

"C'mere, cutie!" Kira beckoned to her.

The Trill took a step toward her and Kira took her chin and stroked her soft lips. Restrain yourself! She was chanting inside her head. Go slow! She's never truly been with a woman before! Don't scare her! Don't get eager and attached so soon!

Kira only had to lean down a fraction to kiss her lips. There was nothing like kissing a woman! It was easily one of her favorite parts! Men liked to kiss hard or awkwardly. She was convinced few enjoyed it as much as women did. Despite her inexperience, Ezri's lips moved easily and naturally against her own. She must be using her past life experience well. She let the Intendant take the lead and control but acted as though she knew what she was doing. In fact, she might be one of the few on this station that could match Kira's!

Kira was thrilled already and opened her lips. To her delight, Ezri took the hint immediately and opened her own. Kira utilized her tongue eagerly. The other girl's mouth was smooth and wonderful. She kissed back. She had never moved so naturally with another woman before.

When they ended the sensual kiss, Kira was already on fire. If kissing her alone was this hot, she knew anything else they did would be as well!

"What exactly are you looking for here?" the Intendant reminded herself about restraint. "You are a mercenary. Do you expect me to pay you for this?"

"I expect you might have jobs for me. But I'm here because I want to be and I want to have fun!" Ezri giggled. "A mercenary is not the same as a prostitute."

"Do you always enter relationships with your contractors? Mix business with pleasure?" she was suspicious and couldn't help showing it.

"Wasn't your last man similar to a mercenary?"

"Bareil was a thief!"

"A thief working for you. Business mixed with pleasure is the best!"

The Intendant clutched the girl in a rough grip and wanted to shake her. There was smoldering violence in her eyes and deep insecurities. The Trill girl was small but their species was stronger and tougher than Bajorans. Not quite as tough as Cardassians or Klingons, but they were close. She looked back at Kira as though in challenge. She seemed fearless and the Intendant found herself liking those characteristics despite herself.

"I want a lover, not a hump and dump. Do you understand me?"

"I do, Kira. Do you think I don't have feelings? Do you think I don't crave to give up this life and be with someone that can care for me? Do you think I don't get lonely? You asked what I'm looking for. I am looking for a Dom and prefer being submissive. I'm tired of looking out for myself. I want to give up control entirely into capable hands."

"I might be able to do that for you," the Intendant lit up. "I enjoy being dominant with women, but I'm a gentle Dom."

"Sounds perfect!"

Kira kissed her again and decided she had to bite her just a little bit. She gently sank her teeth into the side of her neck. Ezri whimpered a little, but not in pain. Kira bit a little harder just to the point where the girl's voice showed some strain and then she held back, satisfied that she found where her edge was. Now she could avoid it.

Skrain used to bite her neck all the time and drew blood on occasion. He also left hickeys on her neck dang near every time that she had to hide with scarves and choice clothing. He liked to leave scratch marks down the entirety of her back as though the brand between her shoulder blades wasn't enough. She liked to think she employed his tactics but with far less brutality.

"Let me know if I'm going too far," she murmured against Ezri's skin.

"Don't worry!" she gasped. "You're turning me on!"

To hell with restraint! Kira pulled off the girl's jacket and slipped her hand into her shirt. Her skin was softer and smoother than her own! She bit the other side of her neck and licked wherever she bit to take out any sting she might have left there as an extra precaution as she fondled her. Ezri seemed paralyzed but her gasps indicated she was enjoying every moment and not resisting.

"May I see them?" Kira whispered in her ear.

She nodded.

She pulled the Trill's shirt over her head and admired her breasts. She was smaller than Kira, but the Intendant never got hung up over size. Sometimes she found herself attracted to flatter girls because she took the whole package into account. She stroked and kissed her breasts and gnawed at a shoulder. Then she wrapped her arms around the Trill and giggled like a girl. She felt younger with her!

"Do you want to see me?" she teased. "Have me level the playing field?"

Ezri nodded, her eyes dancing.

Kira unzipped her uniform and peeled it down to her waist. She was a little disappointed that Ezri didn't reach for her right away. She took her hands and guided them to her breasts.

"You are a shy little thing, are you?" she chuckled. "There's no need to be so shy around me!"

"I'm shy at first," Ezri told her. "But I'll open up like a flower eventually."

"Oh, you better!"

Kira kissed her over and over as though something possessed her and she couldn't stop. She promised herself not to go beyond Ezri's belt. Not tonight. She wanted this relationship to last and that meant she needed to hit the brakes at some point tonight.

"Will you sleep with me?"

"Of course!"

"I don't mean fuck me, Ezri. I mean will you sleep beside me tonight?"

"Do you want me to dance for you, strip entirely for you-"

"I don't need a stupid dance! Just let me hold you, talk to you, and touch on you a little."

Ezri looked surprised and confused for a moment. Then she nodded. Kira led her to her bed, got underneath the covers, and she patted the pillow next to her. Ezri slipped in beside her. Kira stroked her skin and took in her scent. She wished she could have a willing and beautiful girl in her bed every night honestly.

"Tell me about your past lives," she said.

"That will take a while."

"I'll replicate a stimulant if needed. Tell me everything."

"Whatever you wish, Intendant."

Whatever I wish, eh? Kira thought. I wish you would love me and live forever and never leave me. I know that's a selfish thing to ask even for me.