Word Count: 1,161
Date: 05/27/05
Series: One
Rating: M+
Category: Relationships
Pairing/Focus: Lee, Kara
Warnings: Smut
Warnings- Adult sexual situations
Summary:
Spoilers/Disclaimers: Notes: This is un-betaed so all mistakes are totally mine. =)
"Frak this," Captain Lee Adama thought as Lieutenant Kara Thrace tried to brush past him in the briefing room. They had been ignoring each other for days and he was tired of it. For once, they were going to talk - not throw punches. He grabbed her arm while the other Galactica pilots filed out the door. She wrenched her arm from his grasp and turned to face him.
Coldly she asked, "Is there something you wanted, sir?" She was not in the mood to talk. He had been acting like a complete ass since the night she had dressed up for the celebration. Drunk and lonely, she had made a mistake by sleeping with Gaius Baltar. But it was her mistake to make and Lee had no right to judge her or to act territorial. She wished it was more than male pride that was motivating his actions. She wished he wanted her too.
Lee started to have second thoughts. Maybe he just should get the hell out of there before his tight control slipped and he did something that they could both regret. He was pissed. And really frakking jealous. The minute he had seen Kara dancing with Baltar, he had desired nothing more than to smash his fist into that smarmy bastard's face. The knowledge that that double-talking, beady-eyed louse had touched her, tasted her, was a kick in the gut. Lee had loved her for years, but kept those feelings in check because of his brother and regulations. Now though...years had passed and they were in a life-and-death situation nearly every week. There was little reason to hold back anymore. He wanted Kara for himself...those lips, that skin, those hands should have been touching him.
He walked over to the door and shut it. Leaning against it, he stared at her for a moment and then with three steps, he was in front of her, his body mere inches from hers. Lee reached up and stroked her cheek. "Yeah, Kara, there was something I wanted," he said softly. Faster than either of them could think, his mouth was on hers.
Kara was stunned. That didn't mean she wasn't going to take advantage of this. Her lips opened and greedily welcomed his tongue. In the next moment, he slammed her against the wall, and she loved it. She could feel his hardness between her legs. Kara ached to feel him inside her, thrusting hard. "Lee," she whispered, her breath coming hard and heavy as he grabbed her ass and lifted her into him even more intimately. "I want you inside me now."
A slow, sensuous smile came over Lee's face. "All in good time, Kara. All in good time." He swooped in and kissed her again, devouring her. One hand yanked down her jacket zipper and reached under her tank top to stroke her hardened nipples. He lifted her shirt and lowered his mouth to her, laving her taut nipples. Kara moaned. She couldn't take much more of this torture.
Kara took her right hand and began tracing Lee's erection. She leaned in and caught his earlobe between her teeth, sucking gently. She unzipped his pants and released his cock into her hands. Lee groaned. "Gods Kara, you're going to make me crazy."
"That was the general idea," she said, gasping as he returned the favor, dipping his fingers into her pants to touch her, pleased when he found no secondary line of clothing to slow his quest.
"No underwear, Starbuck? Hmm..." He pulled her pants down, just enough to give him complete access to her. She arched into his hand. "Please Lee...I need you," she moaned.
"I wouldn't want to disappoint you then, would I?" Lee thrust into her, instantly overwhelmed with pleasure. He began moving his hips, slowly at first, then faster as Kara moaned louder. She met him thrust for thrust, loving the way his cock felt, filling her, filling the ache between her thighs. Time and again he thrust into her, until finally both of them shattered.
After a few moments of savoring the way she felt and the way Lee had acted, Kara came back to harsh reality. she moved away and adjusted her clothing quickly. "What was that all about, Lee? Do you hate Baltar that much, that you need to mark your territory?"
Frustration washed over him. He knew though that he only had moments before she bolted. He zipped up his pants and moved toward her. "Gods no Kara. Yeah, seeing you with Baltar pissed me off. But it also shook me up." For the second time that day, he reached out and traced her cheek. "I love you. You frustrate me, confuse me, make me laugh and challenge me more than anyone else. No matter what, I will always love you. Can you handle that?"
Kara's eyes opened wide. There was no way that this was happening. She was obviously dreaming again. She shook her head in denial. "I can't believe this. You don't love me. At best, we're friends, nothing more. I'm dreaming and should wake up any minute now."
He smiled wryly at her and took her hands in his. "I need to know Kara. Do you love me? Or do things go back to the way they were?"
"Geez, Lee. No pressure," she said. "I do have feelings for you." Lee felt his heart plummet. All she had were "feelings?" He put his heart on the line and typical Starbuck, she was playing her cards close to the vest. He hardly heard her as she continued on. "These feelings have been around for awhile and may be of the permanent variety. They could also involve us sharing sleeping quarters for the next few decades." She grinned as she saw his head snap up. She decided that she had tortured him enough. "Yes, Lee Adama, I love you. It's only because you're so damn thick-skulled that you didn't know it before."
With her words, Lee picked her up and spun around. As he set her down, he place both hands on her face and kissed her thoroughly. "Now that we've settled that we share mutual feelings for each other, we just have to figure out how to keep this from my father."
"Uh, Lee, I think that we're the last thing on his mind. He has to deal with the Cylons hunting our ass, a rebellious civilian president, a drunk 2IC and possible Cylon infiltration. We should be in the clear."
"In that case," he said, a lascivious smile planted on his face, "your bunk or mine?"
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