Received: from [66.218.66.159] by n36.grp.scd.yahoo.com with NNFMP; 07 May 2004 02:16:26 -0000 X-Sender: campbratcher@psci.net X-Apparently-To: ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com Received: (qmail 97221 invoked from network); 7 May 2004 02:16:25 -0000 Received: from unknown (66.218.66.216) by m19.grp.scd.yahoo.com with QMQP; 7 May 2004 02:16:25 -0000 Received: from unknown (HELO mailstore.psci.net) (63.65.184.2) by mta1.grp.scd.yahoo.com with SMTP; 7 May 2004 02:16:25 -0000 Received: from max (as1-d35-rp-psci.psci.net [63.69.225.35]) by mailstore.psci.net (8.12.2/8.12.2) with SMTP id i472FrS0026715 for ; Thu, 6 May 2004 21:15:54 -0500 Message-ID: <001f01c433d9$481a00c0$23e1453f@max> To: "ASCEM-S" Organization: ConGlomeration X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 6.00.2800.1158 X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1165 X-eGroups-Remote-IP: 63.65.184.2 From: "Keith & Jessica Bratcher" X-Yahoo-Profile: sileya MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEM-S-owner@yahoogroups.com Delivered-To: mailing list ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com Precedence: bulk List-Unsubscribe: Date: Thu, 6 May 2004 21:16:17 -0500 Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW DS9 "Latinum Dreams" 1/1 [R] D/Qu Reply-To: "Keith & Jessica Bratcher" Content-Type: text/plain Title: Latinum Dreams Author: Katrine Myra Email: kat (at) saers dot com Codes: D/Qu Rating: R Archive: Sure, but please let me know first. Summary: Quark has a pleasant dream. Ferengi are lucid dreamers. Quark knew this dream; it was one of his favorites. He was standing, naked as a female, at the edge of a vast, gleaming pool. The air had an earthy, musky scent he faintly recognized from somewhere. There were no sounds anywhere – an odd sensation, but relaxing. The pool was not filled with water. As he watched, the glittering surface of the liquid stirred, and he could see the outline of something below. There were sounds now; the beating of his heart, the rasping of his breath. He knew what was coming. The outline grew darker and more distinct, and the air seemed to grow more fragrant. He could see the object clearly now – it was a person. From somewhere he heard soft, melodic laughter and smiled. The surface broke, and in seconds a tall, shapely female body emerged. Latinum is not toxic to most humanoids. But because so few people take baths in the stuff it is not exactly common knowledge how it coats the skin, leaving behind a faint shimmer. Most people would mistake it for some kind of oil or protective skin-film, but Quark knew his latinum. She was wearing it. A staircase became visible in the pool – he never knew if it had been there all along – and she began to slowly ascend it. She was magnificent. Her deep dark brown hair had threads of gold and pearls braided in it. By her ears, jeweled chains connected to a circlet of thin, braided silver. They ran down her side, all along her arms, broke into sections by her wrists, and joined a symphony of rings to make radiant gauntlets. Her breasts… Her breasts were barely covered by long, lazy hoops of braided electrum, which hung around her neck and snaked sinuously back over her shoulders. There was a brilliant amethyst in her navel – no – a deep purple diamond, and her hips… Her hips… She had risen from the latinum entirely now, and was standing before him, close enough to touch. It was getting harder to concentrate, but he managed, focusing on her shapely, wide hips. There was a chain, a linked chain of reddish gold with silver inlays, hanging on those hips. And underneath it, linked to the chain above, hung smaller chains, seemingly slung nonchalantly around her waist as though they weren’t important, weren’t hiding what they were only barely hiding, which was currently inches away from his own pelvis, and he shivered. And Jadzia smiled. She was no shorter and he was no taller than their usual selves, but as with many things in dreams, this did not matter. He looked straight into her smiling eyes in that moment before they kissed, and their mouths and bodies seemed of a height. Her jewelry was cold to the touch, her body… Indescribable. He buried himself in her flesh; tasted every inch of her with all his senses, everything else drowning out. And yet at the same time she was still just standing there, brilliant, serene, smiling. Dream-logic again. He didn’t care. And then she did move. She was taller than him now, which curiously made her seem all the more arousing. Perhaps it was that seemed more like herself. Slowly, she lifted her arms to his head, and gently began to caress his face. First his chin, then his cheeks, then his temples. Moving slowly, ever slowly, to his ears. He sweltered under her touch; he smoldered under her gaze. She was beyond beautiful, a goddess of greed, a greed that ate away at his flesh and made him dizzy with desire. When her agile fingers finally brushed against his lobes, he howled – almost in pain. A teasing smile was on her lips, and he felt a soundless laughter. Her skin glowed with the precious metal it was coated with, light reflecting off it into a thousand tiny rainbows. Her hands moved in perfect synchrony, dipping into corners, running over edges, rubbing, brushing, pressing, playing his ears as though they were a Vulcan lyre. The part of Quark’s brain that was still able to focus wondered idly whether he was stimulating himself in his sleep, or whether his imagination alone could arouse this amazing feeling. Then she mounted him, and all such thoughts were lost. She was straddling him, and he found himself wading into the pool, carrying her effortlessly. Not once did she let go of his ears, her hands meticiously following the same pattern as though she were some kind of android love slave… But she wasn’t. He could feel her heart beating, smell her scent. Jadzia… Waist deep in the pool now, he sat down on the stairs, lowering himself and her into the liquid latinum. The sensations he felt as it covered his body were indescribable, and it only aroused him more, if that were even possible. He concentrated, and immediately hormones flushed through his body, delaying his ejaculation and climax. As Jadzia was not a Ferengi, there was no countering rush of pheromones from her. They could go on forever if they wished. Jadzia and him, blending together like the soft, fragrant earth in his mother’s garden on Ferenginar – that’s where the scent was from, the scent of home – and the light of liquid latinum sparkling on pink and orange skin, the sound of flesh, the taste of laughter, the roar of colors all colors in one mixing together, and the warmth of her eyes as she kissed him and the brightness of her tounge in his mouth as it all came crashing down and he… …empty bed – what… …the sound… …no sound… Awake. The bed was empty. Save for a few strips of latinum under his pillow, put there to aid pleasant dreams on the advice of his mother. Somehow, he didn’t figure these were the kind she had in mind. He shook his head and snorted in laughter. An empty bed! He would have to do something about that – right after breakfast. Dreams were well and good for their own purpose (and which purpose was that, he dared not ask himself), but a hot-blooded man like himself had a need for REAL women. Soft, tall, dark women, barely dressed in jewelry… He shook himself awake. Not Jadzia. Not in the real world, where things were… complicated. Catching the harsh light of the simulated “morning” in the room, the strips of latinum sticking out from under his pillow glittered and shone, as though reflecting off the surface of pale, pink skin. [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] ------------------------ Yahoo! Groups Sponsor ---------------------~--> Yahoo! Domains - Claim yours for only $14.70 http://us.click.yahoo.com/Z1wmxD/DREIAA/yQLSAA/5x3olB/TM ---------------------------------------------------------------------~-> Yahoo! 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