Bucket List - Chapter 1
Title: Bucket List (1/?)
Summary:“It’s my bucket list. My bucket list of the hundreds of ways that I want you Bucket.” One lonely night Lucas decides to put his thoughts of Skye to good use by creating a bucket list. It was a list of fantasies, a list of desires. A list of the many, many ways that Lucas wanted Bucket. What will Skye do when she finds this list?
Rating: M (for a very good reason, consider yourselves warned.)
Genre: Romance? I guess… pwp would probably be more appropriate
Pairings: Lucket
You can read it at ff.net or
So I have come up with yet another mulitchapter fic. This was originally going to be a oneshot but then my mind went wild with ideas so I am turning it into a multichapter. I won't be updating regularly, just whenever the mood strikes although I will make an effort not to abandon it and to update it frequently.
I came up with the idea for this when I was reading an article about the TN finale and they were talking about what Skye did to convince Lucas not to kill Josh and they wondered if Skye just talked to Lucas or if she 'did something from his perverted bucket list'. I found this all very amusing and decided that it was probably the latter and so I decided to write this fic. Basically the story is going to involve one item from Lucas' bucket list per chapter. If anyone has any ideas for things that Lucas might have on his bucket list feel free to either send them to me in a review and pm. I will credit you for the ideas if you want or if you would prefer to remain anonymous that is fine too. The story starts during the finale and will be loosely canon, it will probably veer away from canon later on but saying that the plot isn't exactly the most important part of the story.
A big thanks to my beta Gypsie Rosalie for putting up with all my annoying questions.
Anyway I am rambling because I am very nervous about posting this. Reviews would be much appreciated, I would love to hear your thoughts, ideas and if you want me to continue or if I should lock my dirty mind away somewhere far far away from the internet.
Disclaimer: I don't own Terra Nova or any of the characters.
Lucas sat at the desk in the Command Center, drowning his problems with a glass of whiskey. Well a glass was a bit of an understatement due to the fact that he was swiftly making his way through the bottle. A small notebook sat open in front of him with the title 'Bucket list' on the cover. Inside were lines and lines of writing with little boxes next to them, ready to be ticked off. The problem was that Lucas was yet to tick off even one item. To be fair to Lucas he had only started his list a week ago, the same night that he had finally fixed the portal and returned to 2149. That night he had laid there, unable to sleep in the harsh filtered air that was a characteristic of the future. Lucas would admit that it was alcohol that started the bucket list, well it had been alcohol that had led him to write it down, the ideas were his own. As they say a drunken man's words are a sober man's thoughts.
So Lucas lay there in the strange bed that was much too comfortable compare to what he was used to back in the jungle. A half empty bottle sat by the bed. As he lay there his thoughts were consumed with one thing, one girl, Bucket. Ever since he had met her his thoughts had been consumed by her. Though he had only known her for a few days she had taken over his brain. It was strange; nothing had ever shifted Lucas' concentration before yet over the past few days Lucas had found it difficult to keep his thoughts focused on the portal when they kept drifting back to Skye.
Lucas had laid there one the strange bed, finally giving himself the time to think about her. His mind was consumed by her in a way that he wished his body was. His mind was filled with her, her lips against his, her hands on him, her body pressed against his, the feel of her. Lucas found his hand sliding down his naked torso before finding its way into his pyjama pants as he began to stroke himself gently to thoughts of Skye. The movements of his hand became faster as the thoughts changed. Though his thoughts had changed they were all still about Skye. Skye underneath him, her body writhing in pleasure as she called his name. Skye trailing her tongue down his body before taking him in her mouth. Skye walking towards him in red lingerie, her following actions dispelling all rumours about her being a young innocent girl. Skye begging for release as Lucas' talented fingers teased her before bringing her over the edge. Skye being trapped between Lucas and a wall as he thrust into her over and over again. Skye walking into the room, clad in leather, a crop in one hand and a pair of cuffs in the other. Skye's walls clamping down on him as she came. Skye roughly pushing him against a wall before proceeding to have her way with him. The thoughts of Skye soon sent Lucas over the edge, calling her name into the empty room before lying there and catching his breath.
He knew he couldn't just let his thoughts go to waste. Sure, some of them were a little farfetched, the product of Lucas' over active imagination but he couldn't let these thoughts go to waste. So he began to write them down, not on his plex, they were too special for that. Instead he wrote them down by hand, the old fashioned way. Each fantasy was numbered and had a little box next to it, just waiting to be ticked off. And so the bucket list began. It was a list of fantasies, a list of desires, a list of the many, many ways that Lucas wanted Bucket.
Since that day Lucas had been adding to his bucket list whenever the mood struck. Now Lucas sat alone in the Command Center smiling as he wrote down his latest fantasy. He let the pen drop to the desk before shutting the book and bringing his head into his hands as thoughts of the evening filled his head. He took another drink of his whiskey, something that he probably shouldn't have done seeing as he had spent the majority of the evening drinking at Boylan's. This was part of the reason that he was here now, trying to distract himself with his fantasies as he attempted to drown his sorrows.
To say the night hadn't turned out the way that Lucas had hoped would be an understatement. It had been a disaster from start to finish. In short, Lucas had stuffed up with Skye. Then things weren't helped when Josh punched him which led to a brawl. Now Lucas had two Shannons locked in the brig and no clue what to do with them. He couldn't just let them go, he couldn't let the other colonists see that he would tolerate that sort of behaviour. He had to make an example of them. Everything was on Lucas. He had to make all of the decisions. It appeared that there was such a thing as too much power. Lucas just wanted to escape from it all. He didn't want to be the one that was in charge of everything.
Lucas took another sip of his drink as he sunk down in his chair. It was that moment that the sound of a knock at the door brought him out of his thoughts. Without waiting for Lucas to answer the door opened and in walked the woman that occupied his thoughts, Skye.
"Bucket," Lucas greeted her, smiling as she entered the room. "I was just thinking about you." He chuckled as he thought about the ways that he had been thinking about her, knowing that Skye had no idea what was so funny.
"You're here to stop me from killing the young Shannon aren't you?" Lucas continued, turning the conversation to a more serious note.
"Will you really kill him?" Skye asked, her voice wavering as she thought about how her friend might potentially die.
"We all die eventually Bucket, I would just be shortening the process." His words were harsh but they came out with a smile, a product of the number that the alcohol was doing on his brain. Suddenly Lucas' face fell.
"It's all up to me isn't it?" he stated, leaning back in his chair. "Another decision for me to make, another fate for me to decide on, another life in my hands." He sighed as he sank lower in the chair. "My decision. Why am I the one that always has to make all the decisions around here?"
"Don't kill him," Skye said softly. It came out as a cross between a plea and an order.
"Ok," Lucas replied casually before taking another sip of his drink. "Your decision."
"Just like that?" Skye asked, surprised that he had given in so easily.
"Just like that," Lucas repeated, glad to have some of the weight taken off his shoulders.
"What's the catch?" questioned Skye, sure that he had to have some reason for being so nice.
"There's no catch," he answered truthfully. "I have no ulterior motives at all." The way that Lucas said the last sentence made Skye think that he was lying and that he did have an ulterior motive but so far he had been honourable.
"Thank you," Skye replied gratefully.
"My pleasure Bucket," Lucas answered before winking at her.
Skye walked across the room to stand in front of the desk. Her eyes glanced down to the desk to see the small notebook sitting there. Lucas' hand went out to cover the book, keeping it from Skye's prying eyes but Skye was faster. She snaked her hand under Lucas' before he could put his hand down. Their eyes met as Skye slowly slid the book out from under Lucas' hand, curious as to why he didn't want her to see it. Had he really wanted to he would have been able to stop her yet he let her get one over him, his alcohol addled brain not caring about the consequences. Skye slowly tore her eyes away from Lucas and looked down at the cover of the book.
"Bucket list," she read before her eyes came up to meet Lucas'. Lucas had a sheepish look on his face.
"I'm dying Bucket," Lucas said dramatically, throwing his arms out to the side. Concern came over Skye's face. Could Lucas have some sort of terminal disease that she didn't know about? Skye's concern faded when Lucas continued on his rant, waving his arms around as he spoke. "I'm dying, you're dying, and we're all dying. It's only a matter of time. There's so much left to do. So many things I haven't done yet."
"Your bucket list," Skye supplied, holding it up as she spoke. Lucas nodded. Skye slowly opened the book, looking at Lucas as she did so. When he didn't stop her she took that as permission to read it. She glanced down at the book, flicking through the pages, reading the words that filled the crisp cream paper. Skye raised her eyebrows at a few entries but said nothing. Lucas sat there, trying to gage her reaction, yet she let nothing show. After reading for a few moments Skye closed the book and placed it on the table in front of her.
"They all involve me," she stated, still showing no signs that would indicate if she was angry at him or not. To tell the truth Lucas had expected anger. It confused him that she wasn't getting angry at him.
"It's my bucket list," Lucas explained with a grin. "My bucket list of the hundreds of ways that I want you Bucket." While Lucas grinned at his clever choice of words Skye remained emotionless. Her eyes met his as she pushed the book across the table towards him. Lucas' eyes followed her movements as he tried to figure out what Skye was thinking.
"Pick one." Skye's tone was flat and emotionless as she nodded towards the book yet at the same time her voice was demanding, leaving Lucas no choice but to obey her. Lucas slowly picked up the book, still confused by Skye. He expected her anger to show any minute yet he still did as she asked. He flicked through the pages before settling on one. He slowly placed the open book back down on the table before his eyes rose to meet Skye's.
"Number ten," he stated, waiting for Skye to make the next move.
"What do you want?" Skye asked as she slowly made her way around the desk.
"You," replied Lucas honestly before he gulped, his eyes following Skye's every movement.
"And how do you want me?" questioned Skye as she came to a stop in front of Lucas, her hands on her hips.
"I want you in every way Bucket," Lucas answered, his voice softer as he watched her.
"How do you want me today?" she asked as she leant down, placing one hand on each arm of Lucas' chair, her eyes searching his. Lucas gulped. When his voice came out it was quiet, yet at the same time sure and decisive.
"I want you to dominate me."
At his words Skye moved her hands to his shoulders, pushing him back in the chair and kissing him hungrily. Skye continued to push Lucas back further in the chair, rising up as they kissed passionately. Skye's hands were gripping the front of Lucas' shirt though instead of holding him close her knuckles held him back in the chair as she brought her body to him.
Skye wasted no time in fulfilling Lucas' wish. She was in complete control of him. She was giving Lucas exactly what he wanted. She was freeing him from the burden of having to make the decisions. Without warning Skye released him from her grip and stood up, climbing off him as she did so. Lucas watched her movements, wondering what was responsible for her sudden change.
"Get up," she ordered, motioning with one hand as she stood before him. A large grin appeared on Lucas' face. It was playing out just like he had imagined it in his head only this was much better. Lucas made no move to obey Skye. Though it was his fantasy he wasn't going to just willingly submit. Where was the fun in that? Lucas' grin increased the longer he disobeyed Skye. He was pushing her, seeing how she would take his disobedience, seeing if there would be consequences for his actions. It turned out that there was. Skye wasn't going to just let him get away with ignoring her.
"That wasn't a suggestion," she continued, her tone warning him to comply. "It was an order. Now get up." Still Lucas remained seated. "I said get up," she repeated, grabbing Lucas' shirt and pulling him out of the chair. Lucas stood there watching her, waiting for her next move, pleased that she was prepared to tell him off. She was playing right into his fantasy.
"Shirt off," she commanded. Lucas was pleasantly surprised with this new bold and dominant part of Skye that had emerged. He decided that he would obey Skye, not wanting to push her too far, knowing that he would enjoy her dominance as much as she would.
He slowly brought his hands to the hem of his shirt and gradually pulled it over his head, leaving Skye with a view of his muscles flexing as they were revealed inch by inch. He let his shirt drop to the floor before returning his gaze to Skye, noticing the way that her stare lingered on his bare chest. Once his shirt had dropped to the ground he waited for Skye to make the next move. She was in control after all.
"And the pants," she prompted. Lucas made no move, testing her patience one again. The look in Lucas' eyes told Skye that he wasn't going to willingly obey so Skye decided to show Lucas how serious she was. Skye moved her hands to Lucas' shoulders and roughly pushed him back against the wall. She held his gaze as she slowly slid her hands down his chest, her fingers played, touching as much of his naked torso as possible. Her hands continued to travel lower until they made their way to the top of Lucas' pants before unbuckling his belt slowly, keeping her eyes on his as she did so. Once she was done with the belt she moved on to undoing his pants. Once they were undone Skye let them fall to the ground, her eyes remaining locked on Lucas, watching the way that his breathing increased at the thought of what was to come.
"Step out of them," ordered Skye, referring to his pants. Lucas willingly stepped out of said pants, kicking off his shoes as he did so before waiting for Skye's next instruction. However Skye didn't tell him to do anything. Instead she let her actions tell him what to do. She moved her hands back to his shoulders and pushed him back against the wall before bringing her lips back to his. Their tongues duelled as Skye's hands ran over muscular shoulders, her touch causing his skin to tingle, nearly sending shivers down his spine. Lucas was enjoying handing the control over to Skye, not having to make all the decisions, letting Skye do whatever she pleased with him. Lucas couldn't stop himself from reaching out and running his hands down her sides.
But Skye was too quick for Lucas. She played her part well, not letting him get away with anything. She broke the kiss and grabbed both of Lucas' wrists before moving them about his head with surprising strength. She transferred his wrists into one hand, letting the other hand slide back down to his shoulder, holding him against the wall. While Skye's arm that was holding Lucas' wrists was completely stretched out Lucas' arms were bent at the elbow, a product of their differences in height. Had Lucas wanted to he would have been able to free himself from her grasp yet he stayed under her control, letting her have all the power and do with it what she wished.
"See isn't it much better when you behave," Skye whispered, her lips gently brushing against his as she spoke before she reclaimed his lips in a searing kiss. Her body was pressed up against his, pushing him back against the wall. Lucas groaned as Skye ground her hips against his. She smirked against his lips before releasing his hands and then breaking the kiss.
Skye stepped back from him and grabbed a chair from behind the desk. The chair was soon sent skidding across the floor into the middle of the room. She walked after the chair, kicking it so that it was positioned better. Lucas watched as Skye walked over to the door, ordering him to sit as she did so. The resounding click of the lock could be heard throughout the otherwise silent room. After locking the door Skye made her way back over to the desk before fishing around in the drawers for something that she was sure was there. Soon Skye's hand closed around the object in question, leading her to grin in silent triumph. Skye turned back to the middle of the room to find that Lucas was sitting in the chair with his back to her, she smiled at his obedience, knowing that she could have some fun with this. Lucas could hear the sound of Skye's footsteps getting closer as she walked back across the room towards him, he longed to turn around and look but instead faced away from her, letting her take charge.
"You did what you were told," Skye stated, leaning over Lucas' shoulder from behind him. Lucas turned his head to the side so that he could see her before Skye spoke again. "I should reward you." At her words she leant closer to Lucas for a short kiss. As she broke the kiss her hands quickly snaked down to where Lucas' hand lay on the armrest of the chair. The sound of metal clinking could be heard as Skye handcuffed Lucas to the arm of the chair. Before Lucas could react Skye was around the other side of him, cuffing his other arm to the chair as well.
"Why?" Lucas questioned. He wasn't asking why she was cuffing him, he had pretty much asked for that one, he was asking why she was doing all this, playing into his fantasy and why she was doing it so well for someone who was known around the colony as a sweet and innocent young girl.
"There's a lot you don't know about me," Skye answered as she moved back around behind him. "I'm full of surprises." Lucas had a feeling that this was true. Even though he hadn't known her for long he knew more about the real Skye than any of the other colonists did and he was learning more and more about her by the minute. She was opening up and letting Lucas see a side of her that no one else had seen before.
Lucas could hear Skye stepping out of her shoes behind him. After removing her shoes she hastily slipped out of her shirt, leaving her in her tank top. Skye began to slowly walk around to the front of the chair. Once she was in front of Lucas she stopped and turned to face him. Lucas watched the way her bare arms stretched as she leant forwards and placed her hands on the arms of the chair.
"Ready?" she asked with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Ready to play?" Lucas questioned cheekily, trying to clarify her words.
"Who says I'm playing?" Skye responded in a serious voice before standing up straight and walking back around to complete a full circle. As she walked she ran her hands down her sides before gripping the hem of her tank top. Just as she was almost out of Lucas' sight she began to lift the top over her head, denying Lucas the opportunity to watch yet making sure that he knew what was happening all the same. Lucas attempted to turn his head around to look at her but Skye hastily gripped the back of his head and roughly turned it back around, warning him to face the front. Lucas obliged, letting her control the situation.
Skye began on her second counter clockwise circle around Lucas with a sly grin on her face. She was enjoying playing the dominatrix. It was liberating to have such power. It was as much a turn on to her as the half naked man that sat in the middle of her circle. She felt a thrill run through her body as she felt Lucas' eyes on her, taking in her newly exposed flesh. She couldn't deny that the almost hungry look Lucas had in his eyes was a turn on. His eyes were filled with desire, filled with want, filled with a need for her. His eyes were as much a turn on as the power she had over him was.
Once Skye was in front of Lucas she slowed her walk, knowing that he was watching her. She ran her hands over her chest and down her stomach to the button of her pants. She watched Lucas out of the corner of her eye. She could see him watching her, watching her hands, imagining that they were his. It wasn't until Lucas could only just see Skye out of the corner of his eye that Skye unbuttoned her pants and let them slide to the ground, stepping out of them as she continued on her walk, once again denying Lucas the opportunity to watch.
Lucas' eyes were on her the second she stepped into view, now clad only in her underwear and bra. She stopped directly in front of Lucas, watching him drink in the view before him. Lucas longed to reach out and touch her but the cuffs prevented him from doing so. Lucas' eyes stayed on Skye, watching her, waiting for her next move. After deciding that she had let Lucas take in the sight of her for long enough Skye began to slowly continue on her circle. As she walked she reached behind her back to unclip her bra. She slid her hand up to her shoulder, gently grasping her bra strap and watching Lucas out of the corner of her eye as she slid the strap down over her shoulder. Yet Skye held the garment in place, only letting it drop once she was out of Lucas' sight.
The thrill of the game was enticing. Skye couldn't deny that she enjoyed this new power that she had. She was in complete control of the situation, of Lucas, of his body. Lucas too enjoyed this change in power, of handing the reins over to Skye and letting her do with him as she pleased.
Once again Lucas' eyes were on Skye the second she stepped into view. She continued walking until she was once again in front of him. She could feel Lucas' gaze as his eyes slowly raked up and down her body. Skye took this moment to take in the sight of Lucas. His eyes travelled down his bare chest, noticing the scars that littered it, the product of his time spent out in the jungle. As Skye's eyes travelled down his body she could see that he was very visibly aroused.
Skye smirked as she sauntered towards him, her eyes fixed on him. Once she reached him she leant forwards and hooked her fingers under the elastic of his boxers. Lucas raised his hips, allowing Skye to slide his boxers down his legs. She stepped back and let her eyes rake over his naked body, taking in the sight of him hard and ready for her.
Lucas looked to Skye, waiting for her to make the next move. It was all up to Skye, it was all in her hands. Skye kept her eyes locked on Lucas' as she slid her hands down her body to her underwear. She slid her fingers under the sides of her underwear and slowly began to slide it down her hips, side by side, inch by inch before releasing them and letting them fall to the ground. Lucas' eyes followed her as she stepped towards him. Anticipation hung in the air as she walked the short distance to him. It seemed to take forever to both of them. They both knew what was coming. The waiting only served to tease them.
Finally Skye reached him and climbed on top of him, getting straight to business. She ground her hips against him as her lips found his, denying them what they both wanted for a little while longer as she continued to tease. Her hands were on his biceps, reminding him of who was in charge.
"Fuck," Lucas groaned, drawing out the u, warning her to stop her teasing. "Bucket." At the use of her nickname Skye decided that it was time to cease her teasing. She moved her legs to the sides of the chair, straddling him and using her grip on his arms to lift herself up before lining herself up with him and sinking down slowly, letting him fill her inch by inch.
Lucas groaned as she slid down onto him slowly. Once Skye was settled on him she ceased her movements, much to Lucas' disappointment. Skye brought her lips to Lucas' and kissed him hungrily as she gave herself a moment to get used to the feel of him inside her. Lucas bucked his hips in response, needing her to move. Skye slid her hands up to grip at Lucas' shoulders before roughly pushing him back against the chair, reminding him who was in charge before giving into his desires. Skye slowly rose off him before sinking back down, letting him fill her again inch by inch. She picked up a steady pace, listening to Lucas groan at the feeling of being inside her. She gripped at his shoulders, her nails digging in slightly as she lost herself in the sensations. Lucas longed to read out and touch her but the cuffs prevented him from doing so, so he had to settle for just the feel of Skye as she rode him hard. Though, it wasn't exactly settling. This was exactly what Lucas had hoped for when he had asked her to dominate him. She had taken his control, taken away the burden of decision making and now he was at her mercy.
"Bucket, I'm so close," he groaned as Skye increased her pace, gripping his shoulders hard.
"Not until I say," she whispered back, ordering him once again.
Skye gasped in pleasure as her eyes drifted shut and her head lolled down onto Lucas' shoulder. Lucas gripped the armrests hard, longing to have his hands on Skye, urging her on, feeling her curves, touching every inch of her body yet he was happy all the same, knowing that he had given up all control when he had asked her to dominate him.
Skye's movements were driving them both swiftly towards their release. Her movements ensure that he hit just the right spot, sending her over the edge, calling out his name as she came, her cries muffled by his shoulder as her grip on him tightened. Lucas took Skye's release as permission for him to join her in post coital bliss. With one final thrust Lucas spilled his seed inside her, calling out as he did so before letting his head slump against her shoulder as he whispered his nickname for her into her ear in a deliciously husky voice.
After a few moments of catching her breath and enjoying the feeling of lying against Lucas, feeling his chest rise and fall, Skye finally untangled herself from Lucas and stood up. She picked up her underwear from where it lay discarded on the ground and slipped it back on before walking back over to the desk. She searched around in the desk drawer and quickly found what she was looking for, a small key. She walked back over to Lucas, using the key to release him from his handcuffs. Lucas flexed his wrists but remained in the chair, watching as Skye walked over to collect her bra. She donned this too before picking up her other clothes and making her way back over to the desk. Skye picked up the pen and used her teeth to pull of the cap. She leant over the desk, pulling Lucas' little book towards her. It wasn't necessary for her to lean across the desk in such a way but she knew that Lucas' eyes were on her so she decided to have a little fun, letting her back stretch out, giving Lucas the perfect view. She brought the pen to the paper, making two strokes before recapping the pen. After doing so she swiftly slipped the rest of her clothing back on before picking up the book and walking back over to Lucas where she stood behind him, leaning over his shoulder. She placed the book in his hands before whispering in his ear.
"See you soon."
It was a promise, a promise for a repeat in the near future. With that Skye turned and walked out of the room, leaving Lucas alone with his thoughts. Lucas glanced down at the book in his hands. He opened it up and flicked through the first few pages before finding the page he was looking for. He read the six words that were written there, smiling as he thought of the different meaning they had now. I want Bucket to dominate me. Next to the words was a small box with an x in it, a symbol from Skye, marking off what they had done. The cross implied so much. It was evidence of their previous activities and a challenge for Lucas to complete more of his list. Lucas was eager to cross more of the items on his bucket list off, with the help of Skye of course. He grinned as he placed the book on the arm of the chair. Skye would be back to help him complete more of his bucket list, he was sure of it.