Jadzia/Lenara
Writing words of wisdom…
By Elizabeth Fox.
Jadzia Dax had watched as Lenara Khan entered the temple. A purification ritual had lead to Lenara being here and when the woman lay on the stone altar she had let herself go to her, drawn. The words came easily, whispered as she wrote them on the woman’s body. They had met before now which made it easier, now Jadzia knelt to kiss her forehead, her and stroking over Lenara’s thigh, setting a pace as she wrote, the soft words and feeling of the writing on her skin helping Lenara achieve her release, leaving them both free.
By Elizabeth Fox.
Jadzia Dax had watched as Lenara Khan entered the temple. A purification ritual had lead to Lenara being here and when the woman lay on the stone altar she had let herself go to her, drawn. The words came easily, whispered as she wrote them on the woman’s body. They had met before now which made it easier, now Jadzia knelt to kiss her forehead, her and stroking over Lenara’s thigh, setting a pace as she wrote, the soft words and feeling of the writing on her skin helping Lenara achieve her release, leaving them both free.