The Watcher
by Tracy126

As Damar rounded the corner, he saw the Colonel on her knees, servicing the Gul in the middle of the corridor. Stunned, he watched, feeling the unbearable beginnings of arousal.

In the dim light, Dukat's face contorted with the sensations that Nerys was bringing him, and he grabbed her lovely head in his hands. Eager for release, he drove himself into her waiting mouth, and his Legate continued to watch, unable to look away.

Making sure no one was coming, he then ripped down the zipper of his pants, suddenly needing to touch himself.  He closed his eyes, imagining that the lovely Bajoran was pleasuring him instead of the Gul, and lost himself in sensation.

Soon, the hoarse cries of Dukat filled the hallway as his release came, and seconds later, it hit Damar, throwing him over the edge. 

As he opened his eyes, he found Dukat staring at him. The look in those eyes called to Damar and he couldn't resist when the words came.

" Join us, Legate?"