"Baked Goods" Adama/Roslin fic
Title: Baked Goods
Pairing: Adama/Roslin
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own them, never will.
A/N: This was written for zaleti 's birthday. She wanted something happy, and non-academic to read. She also hoped for a mention of cake/alcohol, I hope this was ok! There is a certain baked good present, mention of alcohol, and a birthday mention as well. HUGE thank you to nixmom for being my lovely and patient beta.
Bill was barely through the flimsy flap of Laura’s tent before she attacked him, lips, tongue, and hands desperate to reacquaint themselves with every inch of him. Though he was having difficulty breathing and managing to kiss Laura back at the same time, he was certainly not going to complain. If Laura wanted to suffocate him with her kisses, than he would happily oblige her. What a way to go, Bill mused as she gave one final tug on his lower lip before parting.
“Missed you too.” He grinned, unable to keep the smugness out of his voice.
“I have a surprise for you.” She said breathlessly, choosing to ignore his cheeky remark. “Wait over there.” She jerked her head in the direction of the lumpy mattress in the corner of her tent. Bill grinned, this ought to be good he thought as he hastily shed his clothing and settled into Laura’s narrow mattress. Laura was bent over her makeshift kitchenette, giving him one hell of a view of her shapely backside.
“Laura.” He growled, “Get your sexy ass over here. Now.” His eyes darkened as she carefully approached him, hands securely behind her back, concealing his surprise.
“Bill,” she admonished, “if you don’t behave you won’t get your surprise.” She was giving him her best teacher look, and using her best, sexiest, teacher voice. It drove Bill wild, made him want to kiss the smug, sexy look off of her gorgeous face, made him want to bend her over the nearest flat surface and take her hard and fast until she was screaming his name, then flip her on her back and bury his face between her legs until her moans started anew. Instead, Bill cleared his throat roughly and waited patiently as Laura sat perched at the edge of the mattress, hands still behind her back.
“Are you going to behave?” She chastised.
“You want me to?” He countered.
“Not really,” she admitted, “ that’s kind of the point..” Laura withdrew her hands from behind her back, “of my surprise.” She finished with a mischievous smile. In her hands was a carefully wrapped package, she handed it to him excitedly. Bill slowly unwrapped it, a slight frown creasing his features.
“Laura..” he looked at her in utter astonishment. Surely that can’t be? “Uh, Laura? Is that what I think it is?”
“And whatever do you think it is Admiral?” She arched her eyebrow. Damn, she’d done good, and she knew it.
“Laura,” Bill took a deep breath, “Is that…is that a brownie?” He dared to ask. It had been years since he’d had one.
“Mmm, what would you do if I said yes?” She teased. For the first time in the years of knowing him, Bill Adama was speechless, she giggled at this revelation.
“How the frak did you manage to make a brownie? Is there even chocolate left in the universe?” Bill wondered aloud once he had regained his composure.
“This is the last bit of chocolate in existence.” Laura stated proudly. “When everyone started settling, people began trading, setting up a market here. One day, I came across a woman who claimed to have the universes’ last supply of cocoa baking powder. I traded that gods-awful lavender suit jacket for this.” Laura had been searching the market vendors that day hoping to find a gift for Bill, his birthday had recently passed and she had wanted to give him something on his next visit to New Caprica. When she came across the young woman in the marketplace, she knew without a doubt that this would be perfect.
Bill grinned, he was currently lying in bed with the most gorgeous woman in the worlds, holding, in his hands, the last scrap of chocolate left in the worlds. His life was pretty damned good at the moment.
“Do I want to know how you managed to bake desert on this rock?” He was nothing short of impressed at Laura’s ingenuity.
“You can thank Jack for that, he helped me. We made a batch last weekend, he took half, I took the other half. It came out to three brownies each.” She explained.
“Jack helped?” He frowned. “I didn’t even know that he liked baked goods. I thought that his diet consisted only of tobacco and ambrosia.” Bill chuckled.
“Well, you see,” Laura snuggled closer to Bill, “it’s what’s inside the brownie that piqued Jack’s curiosity” She leaned forward and nibbled on his jaw.
“Inside?” Bill was having a hard time concentrating with Laura’s tongue and teeth working his sensitive skin.
“Mmm, yes Bill. This is a very special brownie.” She smirked at his disbelieving look.
Oh, she didn’t.
But Laura’s breathless giggle, and the glint in her eyes indicated that she most certainly had. Bill chuckled, only his Laura would find a pot brownie to be an acceptable birthday gift.
“It’s perfect, thank you. I love my surprise.” He nudged her forward slightly, so that he could place a sweet kiss against her lips.
“Mmm. That’s not the entire surprise.” She whispered huskily as they parted.
“No?” His inquiry was met by a seductive smile. Laura stood, and in one, swift movement, divested herself of her clothing. She joined him once more, at the edge of the mattress.
“I don’t have a plate to offer you, but do you think I’ll do?” She asked sweetly as she arched her back, deliberately thrusting her bare breasts forward.
Bill groaned. Yes, he was definitely going to be enjoying his surprise tonight.
Pairing: Adama/Roslin
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own them, never will.
A/N: This was written for zaleti 's birthday. She wanted something happy, and non-academic to read. She also hoped for a mention of cake/alcohol, I hope this was ok! There is a certain baked good present, mention of alcohol, and a birthday mention as well. HUGE thank you to nixmom for being my lovely and patient beta.
Bill was barely through the flimsy flap of Laura’s tent before she attacked him, lips, tongue, and hands desperate to reacquaint themselves with every inch of him. Though he was having difficulty breathing and managing to kiss Laura back at the same time, he was certainly not going to complain. If Laura wanted to suffocate him with her kisses, than he would happily oblige her. What a way to go, Bill mused as she gave one final tug on his lower lip before parting.
“Missed you too.” He grinned, unable to keep the smugness out of his voice.
“I have a surprise for you.” She said breathlessly, choosing to ignore his cheeky remark. “Wait over there.” She jerked her head in the direction of the lumpy mattress in the corner of her tent. Bill grinned, this ought to be good he thought as he hastily shed his clothing and settled into Laura’s narrow mattress. Laura was bent over her makeshift kitchenette, giving him one hell of a view of her shapely backside.
“Laura.” He growled, “Get your sexy ass over here. Now.” His eyes darkened as she carefully approached him, hands securely behind her back, concealing his surprise.
“Bill,” she admonished, “if you don’t behave you won’t get your surprise.” She was giving him her best teacher look, and using her best, sexiest, teacher voice. It drove Bill wild, made him want to kiss the smug, sexy look off of her gorgeous face, made him want to bend her over the nearest flat surface and take her hard and fast until she was screaming his name, then flip her on her back and bury his face between her legs until her moans started anew. Instead, Bill cleared his throat roughly and waited patiently as Laura sat perched at the edge of the mattress, hands still behind her back.
“Are you going to behave?” She chastised.
“You want me to?” He countered.
“Not really,” she admitted, “ that’s kind of the point..” Laura withdrew her hands from behind her back, “of my surprise.” She finished with a mischievous smile. In her hands was a carefully wrapped package, she handed it to him excitedly. Bill slowly unwrapped it, a slight frown creasing his features.
“Laura..” he looked at her in utter astonishment. Surely that can’t be? “Uh, Laura? Is that what I think it is?”
“And whatever do you think it is Admiral?” She arched her eyebrow. Damn, she’d done good, and she knew it.
“Laura,” Bill took a deep breath, “Is that…is that a brownie?” He dared to ask. It had been years since he’d had one.
“Mmm, what would you do if I said yes?” She teased. For the first time in the years of knowing him, Bill Adama was speechless, she giggled at this revelation.
“How the frak did you manage to make a brownie? Is there even chocolate left in the universe?” Bill wondered aloud once he had regained his composure.
“This is the last bit of chocolate in existence.” Laura stated proudly. “When everyone started settling, people began trading, setting up a market here. One day, I came across a woman who claimed to have the universes’ last supply of cocoa baking powder. I traded that gods-awful lavender suit jacket for this.” Laura had been searching the market vendors that day hoping to find a gift for Bill, his birthday had recently passed and she had wanted to give him something on his next visit to New Caprica. When she came across the young woman in the marketplace, she knew without a doubt that this would be perfect.
Bill grinned, he was currently lying in bed with the most gorgeous woman in the worlds, holding, in his hands, the last scrap of chocolate left in the worlds. His life was pretty damned good at the moment.
“Do I want to know how you managed to bake desert on this rock?” He was nothing short of impressed at Laura’s ingenuity.
“You can thank Jack for that, he helped me. We made a batch last weekend, he took half, I took the other half. It came out to three brownies each.” She explained.
“Jack helped?” He frowned. “I didn’t even know that he liked baked goods. I thought that his diet consisted only of tobacco and ambrosia.” Bill chuckled.
“Well, you see,” Laura snuggled closer to Bill, “it’s what’s inside the brownie that piqued Jack’s curiosity” She leaned forward and nibbled on his jaw.
“Inside?” Bill was having a hard time concentrating with Laura’s tongue and teeth working his sensitive skin.
“Mmm, yes Bill. This is a very special brownie.” She smirked at his disbelieving look.
Oh, she didn’t.
But Laura’s breathless giggle, and the glint in her eyes indicated that she most certainly had. Bill chuckled, only his Laura would find a pot brownie to be an acceptable birthday gift.
“It’s perfect, thank you. I love my surprise.” He nudged her forward slightly, so that he could place a sweet kiss against her lips.
“Mmm. That’s not the entire surprise.” She whispered huskily as they parted.
“No?” His inquiry was met by a seductive smile. Laura stood, and in one, swift movement, divested herself of her clothing. She joined him once more, at the edge of the mattress.
“I don’t have a plate to offer you, but do you think I’ll do?” She asked sweetly as she arched her back, deliberately thrusting her bare breasts forward.
Bill groaned. Yes, he was definitely going to be enjoying his surprise tonight.