BSG Remix - frogfrizz's Cain/Roslin - Understanding
Title: New Understanding
Author:
ana_khouri
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Cain/Roslin
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Remix of The Delicious Laura Roslin Part I by
frogfrizz, Challenge 87 - Understanding
Word count: 250
A/N: This is basically a continuation of frogfrizz’s scene so it’ll make more sense if you read (or re-read) it first… And thanks to
frogfrizz for a delicious drabble… : )
Before Cain could back away from the woman before her she felt firm hands on either side of her head, lips locking hers. Hands released her head, trailed over her shoulders and down her sides, thumbs edging the soft flesh of her breasts.
Cain had obviously misjudged the President. Admittedly Laura Roslin had always possessed a tangible presence that got her what she asked for, but the desperate angry passion behind this kiss showed Cain an entirely new side of the woman usually cloaked in demure political façade.
The kiss felt different because she hadn’t initiated it and she allowed Roslin’s power to explore her mouth, adding pressure of her own to counteract the desperate drive to control. The hands were at her hips now and although she hated Laura Roslin the press of her was intoxicating. She tried to regain her footing in this fight, to devour Laura’s oral hold on her, but she found the President fighting back with equal fervor. An able match. And Cain realized that as much as she hated this woman she also wanted her, naked on her back and begging.
The kiss broke, lips swollen, breath ragged, and Cain noticed that her sidearm was missing. And that Laura, still gasping for breath, was carefully holding it in one hand.
She tossed it on the table behind her, looking at Cain’s disheveled expression with a self-confident smile.
“You were saying, Admiral?”
And with those four words Cain knew she had dangerously underestimated Laura Roslin.