Beginnings
Title: Beginnings
Author: nerweniel
Pairing: Laura Roslin/Kathryn Janeway
Rating: PG
Author's Note: A little BSG/Star Trek: Voyager crossover, because the Rosway is the way to go ;).
Beginnings
“I don’t understand you,” Kathryn Janeway snapped as the door of her Ready Room closed behind her back.
She leaned against it for a split second; then, with surprising suppleness - she’d been awake for two days straight - strode forward, backing the other woman into the desk.
Laura Roslin instinctively stepped back, only checking herself when her butt, with an unpleasant thud, came to a halt against the hard material. Straightening her back, she crossed her arms.
“I could return that compliment, Captain. I hope you are aware of the fact that I technically outrank you.”
“You’re the president of twelve worlds that, you’ll excuse my language, exploded? Oh, I’m very impressed.”
Roslin’s lips curled into a small smile as she leaned back against the desk.
“Did you honestly enjoy saying that?”
“I did.”
“Good.”
“Perfect.”
Kathryn’s blue eyes were steel as they met Laura’s darker ones, but the hand with which she raised her half-empty mug to her mouth did not shake. She drained the lukewarm, black liquid in one, long go, then pushed the cup down again, putting it down, surprisingly quietly, on her desk.
The other woman merely smiled, never taking her eyes off the Captain’s face. Her legs were crossed at the feet - it was a posture of total leisure, and Kathryn felt the distinct urge to throw her empty cup at this quiet, this gratingly calm woman’s face.
She checked herself only just in time, but it was hard. She’d never been very good at arguing with people who kept their cool - even as a child, when she’d fought with Phoebe, her sister’s way of looking at her bouts of anger in quiet observation had made her, Kathryn, storm off helplessly time and again.
“Now, Captain, I suggest we get down to business - ”
Janeway nodded.
The buttons on Laura’s blouse seemed a nice place to start.
Author: nerweniel
Pairing: Laura Roslin/Kathryn Janeway
Rating: PG
Author's Note: A little BSG/Star Trek: Voyager crossover, because the Rosway is the way to go ;).
Beginnings
“I don’t understand you,” Kathryn Janeway snapped as the door of her Ready Room closed behind her back.
She leaned against it for a split second; then, with surprising suppleness - she’d been awake for two days straight - strode forward, backing the other woman into the desk.
Laura Roslin instinctively stepped back, only checking herself when her butt, with an unpleasant thud, came to a halt against the hard material. Straightening her back, she crossed her arms.
“I could return that compliment, Captain. I hope you are aware of the fact that I technically outrank you.”
“You’re the president of twelve worlds that, you’ll excuse my language, exploded? Oh, I’m very impressed.”
Roslin’s lips curled into a small smile as she leaned back against the desk.
“Did you honestly enjoy saying that?”
“I did.”
“Good.”
“Perfect.”
Kathryn’s blue eyes were steel as they met Laura’s darker ones, but the hand with which she raised her half-empty mug to her mouth did not shake. She drained the lukewarm, black liquid in one, long go, then pushed the cup down again, putting it down, surprisingly quietly, on her desk.
The other woman merely smiled, never taking her eyes off the Captain’s face. Her legs were crossed at the feet - it was a posture of total leisure, and Kathryn felt the distinct urge to throw her empty cup at this quiet, this gratingly calm woman’s face.
She checked herself only just in time, but it was hard. She’d never been very good at arguing with people who kept their cool - even as a child, when she’d fought with Phoebe, her sister’s way of looking at her bouts of anger in quiet observation had made her, Kathryn, storm off helplessly time and again.
“Now, Captain, I suggest we get down to business - ”
Janeway nodded.
The buttons on Laura’s blouse seemed a nice place to start.