"More" - Battlestar Galactica
There is only one way to end Roslin/Cylon slash. Also posted at femslash100, in response to challenge 43, and at bsg_femslash.
Title: More
Author: Nia
Rating: PG-13
Show: Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Roslin/Cylon
Summary: "You wonder how long you can keep track of them all--Boomer, Sharon, and this new one, all just slightly different."
More
It's the third one you meet.
You wonder how long you can keep track of them all--Boomer, Sharon, and this new one, all just slightly different. A wound on a blue face, the constant talk of love, a blank stare you don't quite recognize. They each have their little things. This one likes you, and proves it. Like Tyrol and Agathon before you, you give in.
You wonder, were they like this for Tyrol, like this for Agathon, like this for countless humans before you? Is it in their nature, this please and thank you and pleading blank eyes? This one begs to kiss you, and you say yes. Irresistible. Nature or not, this one has very soft hands. You direct them to your thighs. You want to believe this is for you alone.
This one is probably like the ones before. Probably part of a plan. Love is a human weakness--this one distracts you, kiss by kiss. So after you come on soft pushing fingers, feel hands fluttering unsure between your legs like wet birds, you throw this one out the airlock, before Tyrol and Agathon have a chance to see. It doesn't matter.
There are more.
Title: More
Author: Nia
Rating: PG-13
Show: Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Roslin/Cylon
Summary: "You wonder how long you can keep track of them all--Boomer, Sharon, and this new one, all just slightly different."
More
It's the third one you meet.
You wonder how long you can keep track of them all--Boomer, Sharon, and this new one, all just slightly different. A wound on a blue face, the constant talk of love, a blank stare you don't quite recognize. They each have their little things. This one likes you, and proves it. Like Tyrol and Agathon before you, you give in.
You wonder, were they like this for Tyrol, like this for Agathon, like this for countless humans before you? Is it in their nature, this please and thank you and pleading blank eyes? This one begs to kiss you, and you say yes. Irresistible. Nature or not, this one has very soft hands. You direct them to your thighs. You want to believe this is for you alone.
This one is probably like the ones before. Probably part of a plan. Love is a human weakness--this one distracts you, kiss by kiss. So after you come on soft pushing fingers, feel hands fluttering unsure between your legs like wet birds, you throw this one out the airlock, before Tyrol and Agathon have a chance to see. It doesn't matter.
There are more.