garak in a turtleneck garak in a turtleneck garak in a turtleneck
#i would like julian to smooch him#to grab his lapels and reel him in to a kiss that’s equal parts desperate and gleeful#and i want garak’s mouth to fall open and julian to bite into it with an adrenaline-fueled fervor#that makes garak smile against julian’s teeth#and their bodies are too close together and julian’s tie is undone and hanging loosely around his neck#but everything is the way that garak’s hands slide under julian’s tailored jacket and fist the fabric of his dress shirt#and the way that julian’s half-laughing half-groaning as their chests press together and garak sucks on julian’s bottom lip#GODDAMN IT#SOMEBODY TAKE TAGGING AWAY FROM ME#deep space boyfriends#garashir#how do you art#hopelessly in love with this former cardassian oppressor#elim garak#help im star trekking
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whoa
i hope you know that this made me interrupt an actual irl conversation to gape
kayisatoaster, i think i have a ficrec please
