Chapter 32 - Teaser! (Patreon)

While writing this scene, for the first time while writing this story, I found myself asking the question whether I was writing Star Trek with smut, or smut with Star Trek.  Then, like my badass friend Gothic does, I said 'fuck it' and kept writing.Chapter 32 will be out tomorrow afternoon!  :-)_______“Gothic, you have an unscheduled walk in requesting a meeting. Do you have time to meet with them?” Ro asked.Fuck. This was one of the downsides of having an ‘open door’ policy and actually following through on it. Unfortunately, it was something I felt was necessary to maintain my position, for several good reasons. For the Bajorans, as a human in a very high-level Bajoran military position, access to me was important to ensure that there were no festering issues that I was unaware of that could bite me in the ass unexpectedly. For Starfleet and its Federation citizens, as an Augment, with all the baggage that came with that descriptor, isolating myself in a high tower felt like it would be confirming all the worst fears the Federation had about me and I needed to act in opposition to those fears. Hence, I had an open-door policy, no matter how inconvenient it could be at times, though I felt the benefits outweighed the costs.“This isn’t a great time, Ro. I’m preparing for my 1pm meeting,” I responded, knowing only Ro would hear my words. I needed to put my best foot forward if I wanted to get my Chief Engineer. “Can you have them come back with an appointment for another day?”“I could, but I think you’ll want to take it. It’s Keiko O’Brien, Chief O’Brien’s wife,” Ro explained in a professional tone, before her voice turned sultry and flirty. “And may I say that she is looking delicious right now.”Keiko? Really. Now that was interesting…and unexpected.“Send her in then,” I said, feeling intrigued.With that, the door to my office opened and a familiar sight from my time onboard the Enterprise, when I first arrived in this dimension, walked in.“Keiko! It’s lovely to see you again!” I greeted, not so discreetly eyeing her up and down, a wide smile on my face as I got up and came around my desk to shake her hand. “I’ve been wondering when we’d eventually run into each other. The station’s big, but it’s not that big.”