Thua'ra was returning from the Cardassian Union in a old bucket of bolts Cardassian diplomatic shuttle. He exited the Andorian Wormhole heading for a rendezvous with the Tanmesad. The the diplomatic shuttle expelled from the wormhole, the Petrine Polley fighter dropped out of wrap on patrol for Hatherton Station.
Petrine had the shuttle dead to rights. Petrine had to know that firing on the diplomatic vessel would be seen as a horrid act of aggression. The Talosian Birdman fired on the shuttle clipping its side badly. Fuel was expelling badly. Petrine then opened a common channel and announced that the Flock fighter had found the diplomatic shuttle in distress and sent the location to Camelot.
Thua'ra knew immediately that the shuttle was in dire distress. He thought that he was going to die when he made contact with Camelot. The aged Cardassian smiled knowing that his betrayals of the Cardassian Union and multiple betrayals of the King's Fleet had finally caught up with him. If this was the end, at least he had ended on a positive note improving relations with the Hebetian Republic and having delivered Temporal Dilithium to his people. They will be able to stay space worthy for years to come despite their aged fleet.
Marino came on the screen in Bajoran military dress.
The Bajoran Major saw the look of giving up in the eyes of the Cardassian who had saved him from Marcus. To Ro Marino, Thua'ra Varno was a hero. Heroes don't give up. Marino started yelling orders about venting fuel and about maintaining cabin integrity. At first, Thua'ra moved slowly but Marino shouted, "Don't quit, you lizard skinned son of a bitch!"
Thua'ra was inspired by his Bajoran shipmate. He was soon raging against the dying of the light. He was soon fighting for his life as hard as his Bajoran colleague. They were not going to lose this one. Thua'ra was soon grabbing a ripping at cables at the direction of his engineer. He was literally flying that damn old shuttle one connection at a time.
Marino started screaming at the predominantly Cardassian staff, "Get the hell ready! Ambassador Varno is going to crash into the shuttle bay!"
The shuttle power into the shuttle bay. Marino rushed down there digging through the hot debris with his bare hands dragging the old Cardassian from the wreckage. He beamed directly to sick bay. Dr. Casey Larle was there. She went to work immediately. Now all that was left was the horrors of waiting.
Marino went up to the holo deck after struggling to sleep. He put on a nice dress and went for a walk in the peaceful gardens of Bajor.
Thua'ra immediately wanted to know where Major Ro was upon waking up. He was told that the cross dressing Bajoran was on the holo deck. Thua'ra started to get up. Casey told him to rest but the Cardassian Ambassador needed to see his saviour.
Thua'ra walks through the arch to see the Bajoran standing near the Temple of the Prophets praying. Imagine that, a Bajoran praying for the life of a Cardassian. Marino turned around in that black dress against the backdrop of the Bajoran sunset. Patrick Hatherton and Paul Waren had taught him well. He looked like a woman in that dress. A million thoughts rushed through the mind of Thua'ra Varno.
Many of those thoughts rallied against his belief structure. Many of those thoughts rallied against his own version of male dominance and male sexuality. He had kept Bajoran women as sex slaves at Platform 1968. He was all male. Sex was a union between a man and a woman. Thua'ra had had anal sex before but with women and often as an act of aggressive love making not as an act of making love. His mind was awash with these crazy ideas as they had been all along in his relationship with Ro Marino.
Thua'ra walked forward. He slowly put his hand behind the neck of the Bajoran engineer. He pulled him in closely and kissed him on the mouth. Marino was very timid at first almost pushing back against the white lizard skinned Cardassian hand but Thua'ra would not release the Bajoran. Soon Marino kissed him passionately back.
Marcus and Marino never kissed. They were all man. Yes, Marcus f**ked Marino but it was sex not lovemaking. This is not to say that Marino did not enjoy it. At the time, he thought he loved Marcus.
Marino felt those strong Cardassian hands turn his body around. Thua'ra lifted up that dress to expose the panties covering his cross dressing parties ass. Thua'ra slowly lowered them. He pressed his Cardassian c*** against the Bajoran.
Marino turned back, "Are you sure?"
Marino knew of the logs of Dr. Georgia Todd aboard the Tanmesad. He knew about the cold blooded Cardassian entering hard and cold, almost like a sex toy. The Bajoran moaned as if playing in his bed with a toy replicated in secrecy. As in the logs of the doctor, as the Cardassian temperature equalized with its hot host, the entry almost magically goes from a hard cold sex toy to a lively magic wand. Marino had wanted this Union from the time of the rescue. He had wanted love. In that moment, he had found love..
He hoped that Thua'ra had to. He felt the Cardassian quiver as he exploded inside his Bajoran partner. He really hoped that Varno felt the same love in that moment.
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Major Ro Marino
Chief Engineer
USS / CGV Tanmesad
King's Fleet
