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Title: Mind Over Body ~ Adventures of Deanna Troi ~ SluFF
Author: Kinko (lisa1759@rcn.com)
Series: TNG/DS9
Rating: NC-17
Codes: T/C, T/G, T/B, T/G/B, G/B, T/D, T/W, T/P, T/Du, T/Dmr, T/R, 
T&S
Part: 4/9 of Section 1/2
Summery: Enterprise visits DS9 and Deanna, the fearless slut (who'd 
seemed to be in Phase ever since she began her sexual adventure), 
gets in to all kinds of trouble.
Warning: lots of het w/little bit of slash  & rough sex 
Beta by: Jim
Archive: Yes, please.  Just let me know where.
Disclaimer:  None of them are mine.  Star Trek, the Next Generation, 
Deep Space 9 or any of the great characters are not mine.  They all 
belong to Paramount or/and UPN and the great bird of the universe, 
Gene Roddenberry.

~ Part 4 ~

Deanna made her way back to the party after Captain Picard reassured 
her of his visit to the infirmary.  She was about to enter when she 
ran into Dr. Bashir.  "Calling it a night?" she asked.

"Duty calls.  Apparently someone's been bitten, by what, who knows."

She held him by the arm and whispered, "It's Captain Picard and I 
bit him. accidentally of course."  Then she kissed him on the cheek 
and asked, "Will you take good care of him?  I'll be very grateful," 
and smiled serenely at him.

He held her and started to run his hands over her body.  "I'm a 
doctor, Deanna.  It's my job to tend to the injured. but I will be 
discreet on the report if you could give me a hint of how grateful 
you'll be."

She leaned in and whispered, "I will allow you to take me." His 
hands were over her ass.  "Any way you want." She rubbed her body 
against him.  "As long as you want." Then she kissed him, sucking on 
his tongue.  "And you don't have to share me with anyone."

Julian groaned deeply.  "Oh god, Deanna," and kissed her back.  "I'm 
going to go tend to my number one patient.  Call me, please!"  As 
she said, "I will," he was already on his way.

When she made it back into the room, Captain Sisko was finally 
back.  "Is everything taken care of?" she asked as she came up and 
draped her arm around his.

He clasped her hand as he answered, "Yes, and I'm sorry I was gone 
for so long.  We had some problems in ops."

She leaned into him running her hand over his chest.  "I would love 
to see where you work, Captain."  And he was about to escort her for 
a tour when he got called away. again.

Now she found herself without a date and too many options, but she 
didn't have to make any decisions as Commander Riker came up to her 
and quickly placed his hand on her ass.  "Where's your date?"

"He got called away and I don't think he's coming back anytime soon."

He rubbed his hand all over her back, stopping occasionally to 
caress her skin through the cut outs of her dress.  "I just love 
your dress.  You look intoxicating."  Then he held her close and 
whispered, "Come on baby.  Let me fuck you."

She pushed him back a little.  "Right now?  Here?"

"If that's what you want, I'm game," he said laughing.

"Deanna, I'm so glad you're still here," Gul Dukat called out as he 
approached interrupting Riker's plan.

She disengaged herself from Riker's hold as she said, "I seemed to 
have lost my date.  Captain Sisko was called away again."

He held her arm and asked, "Perhaps you would like to join me and my 
colleagues for few drinks?"  But before she could be completely 
pulled away, Riker pulled her back.  "Hey!  She's with me."  But Gul 
Dukat didn't release his hold on her as he said, "Why don't we let 
the lady decide," and pulled her back to him.

They struggled over her for a while and when they finally released 
their hold on her, they were at each other's throats, soon joined by 
their colleagues.

By the time she realized what was going on, mayhem had broken out.  
Damar quickly pulled her out of the way and left her in a safe spot 
before he went back to the fight.

She was dumb founded as she sat and watched while they acted like 
juvenile delinquents, trying to beat the crap out of each other over 
her.  Soon enough the Bajoran Security arrived and took the whole 
lot of them away.

There were mess everywhere, turned over chairs and tables, broken 
glass pieces.  This was the most ridicules thing she had seen since 
her school days.  As she made her way out of the room, stepping over 
obstacles, she decided to visit them in the brig.

Constable Odo was very nice.  He made sure she would be safe before 
he left her alone.

First she stood in front of the cell with Starfleet personnel.  
Behind the forcefield, Commander Riker came up to her.  "Deanna, you 
got to get me out of here."

She crossed her arms over her chest and said, "No."

"Come on baby," he pleaded with a big shiner on his left eye.

"No.  I think you should stay here over night to cool your head," 
and started to walk towards the next brig.  Then she called 
out, "But I'll let the Captain know where you are."

Next, she stood in front of the brig full of Cardassians when Gul 
Dukat came up to her.   "Ah. Deanna, nice of you to visit."

"I hope you realize how ridicules this whole situation is."

"You are absolutely correct.  I apologize.  I hope you won't hold it 
against me."

"No, I won't.  Thanks to Damar.  He pulled me out of harm's way," 
and looked over Dukat at her savior with a smile.  "Thank you, 
Damar.  I owe you one."

"Can I still expect you tomorrow on my ship?" Dukat asked bringing 
her attention back to himself.

"If you're out by then," she said with a laugh.

"Oh, trust me, Deanna.  I'll be back on my ship in few hours."

"In that case, I'll see you tomorrow but promise me one thing, 
Dukat."

"Anything for you."

"Please note Damar's heroic action in his records."

"As you wish," Dukat answered with a grin.

Deanna decided to call it a night and go back to the ship but as she 
exited the security office, she ran into Worf.

He held her firmly by her arms.  "I heard about the incident.  Are 
you injured, Deanna?"

She smiled as she answered, "I'm fine but now the brig's filled with 
bunch of officers who acted like kids including Commander Riker."

"Is he okay?"

She started to walk away and Worf followed.  "He'll be fine.  He 
just needs to cool off.  I'm going back to the ship."

He grabbed for her and pleaded, "Deanna please."

She was getting little testy.  It was late and she had a long 
day.  "What do you want Worf?  Sex?  Where?  We can't exactly go to 
your quarter, can we?"

Worf thought quickly.  He didn't want to miss this opportunity with 
Deanna.  He grabbed her by the arm and half dragged her along with 
him as she asked, "Where are we going?'

"Quark's!"

As they entered, he went directly to the bar and slammed his hand on 
the counter and yelled, "Quark!"  The barkeep quickly came and 
before Quark could say a word, Worf demanded, "I need a holosuite!  
Now!"

"Which program?"

"It does not matter!  Just a bed!"

Deanna was really shocked by Worf's directness.  She wondered if he 
realized his actions.  And as soon as Quark placed the program chip 
on the counter, Worf snatched it yelling, "Charge it to my account!" 
and pulled her along to the holosuite.

When they were in, Deanna had to hold out her hand to stop him as 
she yelled, "Wait!  Wait, Worf!"

Worf halted and yelled back, "What?!"

"At least let me take my own dress off before you rip it," and while 
she removed her dress, Worf quickly shrugged out of his uniform.  
Then he watched her standing naked, only in her heels.  He inhaled, 
taking in her scent and promised himself not to be too rough with 
her.  She slowly started to back away when she saw his nostril 
flaring then she realized the best way to handle Worf was to not be 
defensive but to attack first.  She knew from the past experiences 
that she could take him down as long as he didn't use his weight to 
counter.  She also hoped that the huge erection pointing at her 
right now would somehow slow him down.

"Worf!  Come here!" she yelled.

He came to her obediently and held her in his arms as he rubbed his 
face into her hair.

She side kicked him and flipped him onto the bed.  As she straddled 
him, she gripped her thighs and knees into his ribs, anchoring 
herself before he decided to throw her around.  "If you slow down, 
it'll last longer," she told him.

He grunted his response and pulled her down for a kiss, his hand 
roamed on her back but it was less aggressive.

She rubbed her body over his, trailing her lips over his chest.  She 
could hear him making low purring sound.  Then she crawled higher on 
his body, hovering her pussy by his face and demanded, "Eat me!"

He gripped her by her ass and began to lick her, running his rough 
cat like tongue all over her sensitive core.  He kept up all through 
her first climax.  She knew he would have kept going until she 
passed out.  "Stop!" she yelled.  As he released her, she trailed 
her dripping pussy over his body down to his huge cock sliding 
herself along its side.  "Are you ready?" she asked.

"I have been ready," he said and gripped her hips.

Then she yelled, "No!  I'm going to fuck you.  If you touch me, I'll 
stop.  Do you understand?"

He nodded his agreement and placed his hands on his sides as she 
proceeded to impale herself.  She held her breath as he slid into 
her.  He was as big as she remembered and she knew she wouldn't be 
able to take all of him.  She could see him gripping the sheets as 
she felt she reached her limit.  She took a deep breath, braced 
herself on his abs and started to fuck him nice and slow.  She was 
moving so slowly that it was becoming too tortures for him.  He 
reached out to try to move her along then she stopped.

"Worf!  I told you!" she yelled.  When he moved his hands back to 
his sides, she began to move again.  This time little faster.  She 
knew it was too slow for him but her body was still adjusting to his 
size.

Slow torture, Worf thought.  Excruciatingly slow torture.  If he was 
being interrogated, he would have blurted out every Starfleet secret 
he knew.  He couldn't stand it anymore.  He gripped her arms and 
pulled her down, flipping themselves over.  He kissed her hard and 
said, "I'm sorry, Deanna," and started pounding into her.

He missed her so much and he'd wanted her for so long, soon he shot 
his hot seeds into her and bit down on her upper breast.  He knew he 
drew blood, as he tasted it in his mouth and some how it fueled 
him.  His cock was hard as steel and he started fucking her again.

She couldn't believe it.  She thought he was done then she felt his 
cock still buried within her throbbing back to life.  She realized 
there was nothing she could do now but to wait for him to be 
satiated.

He was more excited than before.  He was in control this time but 
every time he tried to attach his mouth to her body, she pushed his 
head away.  He finally held her hands down and bit her several times 
while he continued to fuck her.  More blood he tasted, more excited 
he became but he was fucking her so hard he knew it would be over 
soon.  He gave her one last bite on her shoulder as he filled her 
again with his seeds.  He grunted deeply and fell on top of her.

She swatted him on his head and yelled, "I told you not to touch me!"

He pulled back to look in her face.  "I am sorry, Deanna.  I could 
not help myself."

Deanna knew Worf never really means to harm her and he just had 
trouble controlling his need for her.  "Now, let me go so I could 
find a doctor."

He rolled off of her and she got off the bed to put her dress back 
on.  Then she realized the dress didn't hide most of his bite 
marks.  She looked around and saw Worf's uniform jacket.  She picked 
it up to drape it over her shoulder.  "You have to let me borrow 
this.  I don't want to walk around the station with bite marks all 
over me."

As he sat up on the bed, he said, "Of course but I believe people 
would be more curious of you wearing my jacket."

She looked dumb founded at him.  "Worf!  Don't you think most people 
already know what we're doing here?  You'd dragged me through half 
the station to bring me here and who knows how many people saw you 
ask Quark for a holosuite with only a bed."

Worf looked little green as he realized his action.

"I'm sure you'll be okay.  Besides Dax knows.  At least she told me 
she didn't care if you fucked me or not."

"What?" Worf roared.

"That's up to you and your wife," she answered as she tried to fix 
the jacket on her.  Then she noticed Worf's communicator.  While 
Worf mulled over the consequences of his action, Deanna tapped on 
the device, <Troi to Dr. Bashir. >

After few moments, he answered, <Bashir here.  Deanna?  What's 
wrong? >

<I need your help, Julian. >

<Where are you? >

<I'm in the holosuite at Quark's but if you could meet me at the 
infirmary.>

<I'll be right there.  Bashir out. >

Before she left the suite, she looked over at Worf.  He still sat on 
the bed naked.  "Are you going to be okay?"

He looked at her but didn't say a word.

"You know, Dax is more open minded than you give her credit.  She no 
longer has any problems with me, especially since she got to sample 
me. before you interrupted at the party."

Worf's eyes widen in shock as he continued to sit speechless.

"See you around," she called out and blew him a kiss before she 
walked out the door.

~ TBC ~




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