Disclaimer: All characters belong to paramount. I'm just borrowing them for
awhile. No money is being made off this story by me or Paramount (would they 
need it?). This story is rated N-17 for a sexual relationship between two
characters of the same sex (G/B), so if your underage or this subject isn't
your cup of tea, don't blame me for not warning you.As always, writers love 
feedback, so let me know what you think. This is also being posted in protest 
of the 5th season finale when that little twit Ziyal kissed Garak good-bye.
Warning: High mushiness content <G>

Summery: Julian is depressed, so Jadzia sets him up on a special blind date.

                           With Just One Touch
                           by:Diana Bloomfield
                           dcb12313@soltec.com
                               (C) 1997  
        
        Jadzia Dax was starting to get annoyed with her dinner companion. 
When she had accepted Julian Bashir's invitation, she had not counted on 
being ignored for most of the evening. With one look at the doctor's sullen
expression, she had no doubt that his mind was on anything but their
present conversation. 
        " Okay Julian, what's the problem?" Dax asked finally, pushing her
half-eaten plate of Hasperat out from in front of her.
        Julian stopped picking at his food and looked up at her with 
confusion.  " Hmm? What's that?"
        " You asked me about the problems we've been having with the plasma 
conduits  and when I start to tell you, you zone out on me," Jadzia replied 
reproachingly.
        Julian gave a half-hearted sigh and crumpled his napkin up into his
plate. " I'm sorry Jadzia, I guess I haven't been the best company tonight," he
replied apologetically.
        Jadzia's expression softened slightly. " Tell me what's troubling 
you," she probed.
        Julian gave consideration to making something up about his research
or some other matter, but with the look on Dax's face, he knew he couldn't
get away with anything less than the truth. " Well..it's just that since
Leeta and Rom has become engaged...and I haven't been seeing anyone lately.."
        " You've starting to feel lonely right?" Jadzia summated.
Julian smiled sheepishly at her. " Well, I would like to start dating again
and possibly get involved with someone, but there just isn't anyone on the
station I think I would like to see. I won't date any of my nurses or female
medical staff, and I've grow to dislike Dabo girls, so there aren't many
options left open."
        A small smile played on Jadzia's face. " What type of person would
you like to go out with?"
        Julian thought about the question for some time before he eventually
answered. " I would like to see someone who is intelligent, insightful,
someone I can talk to easily about anything, someone who respects me and
who I can respect..." Julian's voice trailed off as Jadzia's smile grew
broader. " What?" he finally asked when she stayed silent.
        " What if I told you that I could set you up on a date with some-
one that fits that exact description and whom I know would be interested
in seeing you?" she asked, leaning over the table conspiringly.
        The smile that lit Julian's face was brighter than Dax had seen him
have in days. " Really? Who is it?"
        " First, are you interested?" she asked, knowing the answer was 
obvious.
        " Yes, of course I am. Now who is it?" he answered.
        " I'm not telling you. If you want to meet this person, be in 
holosuite 3 at 19:00," she replied with a mischievous grin.
        " I'm not meeting anyone anywhere until you tell me who it is," 
Julian replied curtly. If it was one thing he avoided at all costs, it was
blind dates.  After a few mishaps in the Academy, he vowed never to go on
another blind date as long as he lived.
        Dax crossed her arms in front of her chest and glared at him. 
" Julian, do you trust me?" she asked in a chiding tone.
        Julian sighed. " Of course I do Jadzia, it's just that I despise 
blind dates. I promised myself I would never go on another one again," he
explained.
        " Well, make an exception in this case," Jadzia said. " If you
do, I can guarantee you that you won't be disappointed."
        Julian thought about it long and hard. He knew that Jadzia would 
never intentionally steer him wrong, but did he really want to go through
all that trouble? It was true he hadn't had a date in a long while, but
still..." All right," he said finally. " But why won't you tell me who it
is?"
        " Because if I did, it wouldn't be a surprise and I don't want you
getting any preconceived notions about this person," she answered.
        Julian felt a sense of uneasiness  settle in the pit of his stomach.
" Is she that bad?"
        Dax rolled her eyes at him. " I told you this person was exactly 
what you're looking for. Don't worry about it."
        " Easy for you to say," he mumbled under his breath.
Jadzia flashed him with a impish smile. " So is it set then? Tomorrow night,
19:00, holosuite 3."
        " Fine," Julian muttered, but he was less than pleased about it.
                                 ********
        Julian found himself standing in front of his mirror wondering for 
the umpteenth time that day, how he had managed to get rail roaded into this
date.  " Why'd I have to go and open my big mouth?" he asked his reflection.
He could always back out of the date since it wasn't too late,claim a
medical emergency, but he didn't want to hurt Jadzia's feelings. He valued
her friendship too much for that. "Oh well, better get it over  with," he
told himself with a lack of  enthusiasm. He gave his appearance a once over.
He was pleased with how well the  dark gray suit fit him. It hung nicely to
his curves, accentuating his lean frame and fitting him snugly in all the
right places. He decided that the silk teal-colored shirt he chose to go
underneath was a good selection. He squared his shoulders and took in a
bracing breath. Deciding it was now or never, he exited his quarters and
headed towards the Promenade and the holosuites.
        Julian's stomach was a knot of nerves as he came to stand in front 
of holosuite 3's door. He looked at the chronometer - it read 18:59. '
Jules, this isn't the first time you've been on a date. Just relax and have
fun.Trust Jadzia.' he told himself. His pep talk didn't help much.
Swallowing to moisten his dry throat, and bolstering his courage, he punched
in the override command to enter the program that was already running.
        The holosuite was exceptionally dark and it took Julian's eyes 
several minutes to get accustomed to the lack of light. He then realized he
had walked in on a night scene. The scant light there was to had was given
off by the huge, round full-moon that was shining over his head, along with
millions of stars twinkling in the skyline. A slight, warm breeze blew
across him, and  he was reminded of Earth when the smell of fresh summer
grass and wildflowers  lofted towards his nose. Somewhere in the distance he
could hear a symphony  of crickets and other night creatures. There was a
cobble-stone path that  he started to follow. Within minutes, he came upon a
white gazebo that had strands of ivy around it. Taking the few steps
upwards, Julian entered the gazebo and noticed that there were several
candles lit around the ledge that ran the length of the interior. He also
noticed a very archaic twentieth-century style cassette recorder in the
corner. He looked around, but he still didn't see any one else around him
anywhere. 
        " I can't believe it, but I think I've been stood-up," he said to
himself and shook his head in disbelief. 
        " No you haven't Doctor," answered a familiar voice from behind him.
        Slowly Julian turned around towards the voice and his eyes came to 
rest on a face he knew all too well. " Garak! What are you doing here?"
Julian asked in a voice several octaves higher than normal. He cleared his
throat." I'm sorry if I interrupted a program you were running, but it was
my understanding that I was suppose to meet someone here."
        In the dim candle-light, Julian could see the faint smile on the 
tailor's lips. " I'm well aware of your plans Doctor."
        " Is this some kind of a cruel joke? Jadzia was suppose to set up a 
date for me," Julian sputtered.
        " I can assure you Doctor, it's no joke," the Cardassian replied as
he came closer to the doctor. As he approached, Julian noticed Garak's
outfit. The tailor was wearing a very attractive tunic that was striped in
maroon and deep-green slashes. The neck was cut wide to fit the
Cardassian's large neck and tapered down to fit over his broad chest and
lean waist. The black fabric of his slacks molded against his hips and
thighs. He scarcely remember a time the Cardassian looked any more
attractive. 
        " But Garak, this doesn't make any sense, I..." Julian started to
protest before he got interrupted.
        " Let me ask you this Doctor," Garak said as he came up to stand 
only inches away from Julian. " How exactly did you describe your ideal
date to  Commander Dax?"
        " Well, someone who was insightful, intelligent, easy to.. talk 
to...." Julian's voice trailed off - suddenly things were becoming much
clearer to him. Seeing the comprehension filling the younger man's eyes,
Garak walked over to the very out-dated cassette recorder and pushed a
button. The gentle sounds of a slow melody filled the silence surrounding
them.
        " Care to dance?" Garak asked softly, extending his hand to the 
doctor.
        " I..ah..don't know about this. You and I are such good friends 
and.." Julian offered weakly, but didn't stop the Cardassian when he took
his hand and pulled him into the circle of his arms. One of the tailor's
hands slid around the younger man's waist, pulling him closer to him, while
the other hand took one of Julian's arms and placed it around the tailor's
neck.  Garak then took Julian's free hand and linked it with his own and
placed the doctor's palm over his heart. Garak started moving his feet
slowly in time to the music and almost unconsciously, the doctor followed.
        " You're right Doctor, we are indeed good friends. Haven't you ever
wondered though, what it would be like to become more?" Garak replied in a
low voice, his warm breath tickled Julian's ear. " I know I have," Garak
commented when the doctor didn't say anything.
        " You have?" Julian asked skeptically.
        "Mmhhmm. I have for quite some time," Garak replied, locking his 
gaze with the doctor's. " Do you know how difficult it is to sit and have
lunch on a regular basis and not let it show how much I care for you? To
listen to you talk about you're relationships and try not to let my face
show the jealousy  I feel?"
        As Julian swayed and turned to the melody, he had admit that he
 indeed had never given much thought before tonight. He had never sensed
Garak's feeling having been any stronger than that of friendship, so he
hadn't given it any consideration when he was discussing relationships with
the tailor.  " Why didn't you ever tell me how you felt before?"
        " At first, I tried to deny my feelings - telling myself all I felt
for you was friendship. By the time I realized it went deeper than that, you
had already begun a relationship with that Dabo girl. I wasn't about to
interfere in your love-life since your happiness was what was most
important to me," Garak replied quietly.
        " What finally changed your mind and decide to tell me?" Julian 
asked in the same hushed voice. Julian closed his eyes and let himself
drift to the soft strains of the music - feeling the steady slightly slower
beating of the heart under his palm. Garak noticed that the doctor was
starting to relax in his embrace - his frame molding it's self against the
tailor almost without thought.
        " I grew weary of watching you go from romance to romance, freely 
giving your heart to people who weren't worthy of such a gift," Garak\
\
whispered. 
        Julian's hazel eyes searched the azure depths of the tailor's. He
saw no false pretense - no deceptivness. All he saw instead, were cornflower
eyes filled with such a earnest devotion and yes, ..love .. and it made his
breath catch. Everything was finally starting to make sense to him. He felt
that he had been blind for so long. Everything he had been searching for,
hoping for was right in front of him. No one knew him any better, no one
understood him or accepted him as much as his closest, dearest friend.
They had been through so much together over the years, causing each other
to grow and challenging each other to be better than they were
individually -  provided a strength when they worked as one. How often had
he ignored his own feeling? Julian wondered. Thinking back to the crisis
with the neural implant, fretting over him when he had blown up his own
shop, tending to him when the Klingons had assaulted him - he realized now
where his concerns had truly stemmed from. Somehow it felt so right and
natural to be held in Garak's embrace, feeling his breath caressing his
skin, becoming taken in and surrounded by the warmth of his body. Could he
take the chance on possibly ruining their friendship? Then again, didn't
they always say the best relationships started out as friendship? Wouldn't
it be worth it if it worked out? When Garak bent his head down to gently
take Julian's mouth, he didn't feel any fear or apprehension. 
        The kiss was more tender and gentle than Julian would have expected
from the tailor. His lips parted under the gently probing of Garak's tongue,
opening to allow the slow exploration of his mouth. Julian's hands came up
to cradle the back of the Cardassian's head, his fingers stroking the soft,
thick hair. Garak's hands came down to Julian's waist, pulling even closer
to him. He enjoyed the slight smell of soap and antiseptic on the doctor's
skin as he broke the kiss to begin nuzzling Julian's neck.  Julian's hands
came down to caress the tailor's broad back as he tasted the tender ridges
of the tailor's neck - nibbling with his teeth and grazing with his tongue.
Garak let out a soft moan, his hips pressing firmly against the younger
man's. 
        " Elim, I want to make love to you," Julian whispered huskily.
        Garak stopped kissing the tender skin of his throat and looked
deeply into Julian's eyes. " I've waited so long to hear those words from
you Julian, and I want to make love to you also. The thing is though, I
don't take things like this lightly. I'm not going to be satisfied with
just a single night with you. Do you understand what I'm asking for? Can
you accept that?"
        Julian knew exactly what the Cardassian was asking for." Yes. I 
want  the same thing."
       Garak's eyes shimmered in the candle light with unshed tears. His 
mind  recalled all the lonely nights of exile, the unspoken hopes and
wishes, the  days of him burying his feelings. Now after so many years, his
dear Julian  was here in his arms, wanting him as much he did the doctor.
Julian had so much love and compassion in that tender heart of his, and now
he was willing to share it with the tailor. It was impossible to deny him
anything. " Computer, run program, Garak Omega Delta 6 and initialize
personal privacy lock, verification 9218-Black."
   Suddenly the gazebo and the night scene dissolved around them to make 
way for the new program. Suddenly the living area of an old fashion log
cabin appeared.  The one room structure had a huge picture window that
looked out onto a snow- covered field with pine trees lightly dusted with
powdery white snow and  icicles gleaming from them. Along the other wall, a
stone fireplace held a  roaring blaze of yellowish orange flames. In the
center of the room stood a  large brass four-poster bed covered in a
multi-color quilt. 
        Julian took Garak's hands in his and made his way across the 
hardwood floor towards the bed. Garak caught Julian's warm, supple lips with
his as his hands came up underneath the doctor's jacket. He slid it off of
Julian's shoulders and let it drop to the floor, while Julian's hands ran
over his chest and back. With skilled tailor's fingers, Garak pushed the
small buttons of  Julian's shirt through the holes and Julian shrugged it
off. Garak sat down on the side of the bed and pulled Julian towards him.
His hands ran the  length of Julian's chest,ribs, and stomach. He trailed
kisses and gently nibbled and licked over the warm skin. Julian let out a
soft groan when Garak caressed his nipples with his moist tongue, as the
doctor ran his fingertips across the tailor's neck ridges and nape. Julian
then reached down to tug at the hem of the tailor's tunic. Garak raised his
arms while Julian removed the cumbersome fabric - taking delight in brushing
his finger- tips across the exposed skin. Garak raised his head for a brief
kiss before Julian pressed down on him, encouraging him to lay back on the
bed. When he did, Julian lowered himself to his knees and unbuckled Garak's
pants.  Pulling the zipper down and working them down past the Cardassian's
hips,  he released the tailor's swollen erection. Garak raised his hips when
Julian  tugged on the pant legs to pull them completely off. Julian was
close enough  to catch the scent of Garak's arousal, a faint spicy aroma
drifted towards  him, fueling his desire. The throbbing member was already
covered in a thin film of moisture in anticipation. With great deliberance,
Julian lightly flicked the tip of his tongue over the tip of head, running
it down the length of the base before completely encompassing it in the
depths of his mouth.  Julian used his tongue and teeth on the inflamed
flesh, finding the sounds of Garak's growling moans very erotic. Garak's
hips pressed upwards, forcing Julian to relax the muscles in his throat
even more to accommodate his girth.  Garak began squirming on top of the
bedcover, clutching them in his fingers.  When he thought he couldn't
stand anymore, Julian slipped his mouth off of Garak's organ to gently
start bathing his testicles with his talented tongue, alternating between
licking and suckling.
        Garak managed to pull himself into a sitting position. " Julian,
if you keep up at this pace, I won't be able to give 'you' any pleasure," 
he replied in a thick and raspy voice and he gently ran his fingers through
Julian's chestnut hair. 
        Holding out a hand, Garak helped the doctor to his feet and reached 
out to unbutton and unzip his pants. Julian pushed them and his briefs down 
past his hips and farther until they rested on the floor. He stepped out of 
them and kicked them to the side before getting pulled down on top of
Garak's body. Julian was as achingly hard as Garak was and moaned as Garak
started rubbing their bodies together. Garak pulled the moaning mouth down
to his, as his hands roamed the golden skin of the doctor's back and
buttocks. He then pushed Julian up to a sitting position on his knees and
then slid down on the bed until Julian's throbbing  erection was right
above his lips. Raising his head, he slowly started licking from the base
to rosy tip, circling and swirling his tongue around the head. Julian
reached for the headboard as Garak's hands cupped his firm rear and pulled
him into the tailor's mouth. Julian's head fell back and his eyes shut as
tailor completely absorbed himself into the task of pleasuring the doctor.
Gentle sucking soon grew firm and Julian felt himself starting to push and
pull himself out of the tailor's mouth, working himself into a faster and
faster motion that Garak didn't have any trouble keeping up with. More
cries escaped Julian's lips when the Cardassian began running his
fingernails over the tender flesh of his back and lower to his rear.
Inquisitive fingers searched and ran the length of his cleft, parting the
cheeks and gently inserting a single fingertip past the muscular entrance
to graze his prostrate. 
        " Gods! Elim!" he cried out, throwing his head back as his hot, 
thick seed came forth to coat the tailor's throat. Slowly Garak released
his mouth as Julian's breathing came closer to normal. " Elim, that was...
well no words seem to fit at the moment," Julian said when he found his
voice and laid himself down next to the tailor.
        " I'm glad you approved," Garak said with a sly smile as he tenderly
reached out to stroke Julian's cheek and pulled him forward for a slow,
leisurely kiss. Julian's hands traveled over the Cardassian's chest, down
his lean stomach, over his hips until they brushed the very rigid flesh of
Garak's sex. 
        " Elim, I want you inside of me," Julian whispered.
        " Julian, you don't have to do that on my account," Garak replied,
figuring that the doctor was concerned about his own release.
        " Does this feel like I'm doing just for your sake?" Julian asked 
as he took the tailor's palm  and rubbed it firmly against his reawakening
erection. " I want to feel you." 
        Garak raised up, turned around, and sat down on the back of his 
legs.  " Computer, replicate a vial of massage oil," he called out. A red
vial appeared in his hands. Julian took it and twisted the top of and poured
the musky scented liquid into his palm and then rubbing in his hands, he
slowly spread it over the tailor's pulsing, fiery organ. Garak couldn't help
groaning as Julian massaged the liquid into his skin, taking the time to
make sure every inch was well moistened. Garak took the vial and poured
some of the fluid into his own hand as Julian turned around. The tailor
carefully applied a generous amount to the doctor's cleft - working it in
past the puckered opening with adept fingers. Then taking Julian's hips
into his hands, he pulled Julian onto him and entered him in one skillful
movement. Julian gasped at the initial sensation, but the tailor was still
until he was sure Julian was fine. The doctor felt a strange sense of
completeness as the Cardassian filled him. As if by becoming one, he
discovered a lost part of himself. Garak stayed motionless at first and
let Julian set the rhythm, slowly raising himself up on his knees and then
lowering himself again. As Julian started feeling more comfortable and
confident, he increased the pace. Garak kept a hold of his waist for
support and balance as Julian reached out for the headboard. Garak then
began to move himself, stretching and filling Julian. Garak had suspected
that Julian would be a responsive and joyful lover - he was by no means
disappointed. The warm, desirable body was beckoning to him to caress it,
touch it..love it, and Garak wasn't wanting to disappoint him. Soon the
pace and friction became too intense for Garak to control himself much
longer. Reaching around the front of the doctor, the tailor took Julian's
rigid organ in his hand and started pumping up and down feverently. Sweat
covered their flesh, increasing the friction. Garak felt Julian's muscles
become taut as he threw his head back onto the tailor's shoulder and let
out a load moan as he came, covering the tailor's hand in his thick seed.
The muscular contraction of Julian's body was enough to send the
Cardassian over the abyss into his own climax. Calling out Julian's name
in a voice so tender that it sounded like a sacred blessing, Garak came
inside the doctor's warm depth. 
        Slowly, Julian pulled himself off the tailor, reluctantly breaking
the bond of connection, and settled his head against the soft pillows at
the head of the bed and pulled Garak down to lie down beside him. Raising
himself up on his elbow, Garak looked down into his lover's face. A wave
of emotions were storming in the mahogany depths.
        " Elim, I ...I want you to know that I.." Julian started, but 
stopped.  Garak could see the difficulty the doctor was having with saying
the sentiment, so he placed a finger over the doctor's lips.
        " I love you too Julian," Garak whispered and replaced his finger 
with his mouth in a deep and sound kiss. Maybe one day soon his dear doctor
would be able to say the words he yearned to hear, but in the mean time he
was content to see it reflected in Julian's eyes.
                               ********
        Out side at Quark's, the Ferengi watched with interest as Jadzia Dax
came strolling across the Promenade and into his establishment.
        " Is there something I can do for you Commander?" Quark asked with
a broad smile, as he wiped a glass clean with a cloth. If he was lucky, 
she was here to lose more money at the Dabo tables. 
        Seeing there were currently not any customers sitting at the bar,
Jadzia walked right over and laid five strips of latinum in front of the
barkeep. " Yes, there is. Julian and Garak are currently in holosuite 3 and
I want to rent it for the rest of the night for them."
        Quark gave her a curious look, but took the bars. " Of course, but
it's a little strange to see someone acting so generous."
        " I have my reasons," Jadzia said smiling, and laid two more strips
in front of the Ferengi. " I also want your assurance that they won't be
bothered for the rest of the night."
        " Sure thing," Quark said quickly, picking up the strips," Anything
else you'd like me to do?"
        " That should about take care of matter. Just make sure you do it,"
Jadzia replied and turned to walk out the door.
        " Anything for a valued customer," Quark called after her. He had 
no idea why the Trill was so interested in the doctor and tailor's business,
but as long as he was making a profit, he didn't care. " Such a strange
bunch," he said out loud to himself as he wiped down the top of the bar.

The End.