First Times a Charm
Title: First Times a Charm
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Lee is a law student working as a TA at the academy when he met Kara. This takes place at the end of the semester.
Warnings: Slight teacher student kink if you’re sensitive.
Beta: Thanks to sci_fi_shipper looked at it, but she might not even remember.
Author's Notes: I wrote this ages ago. Don’t know why I didn’t post it, but my newer computer is in the shop and I found this on good ol’ whiney.
She’s not his students anymore. Lee Adama watches the blonde head of Kara Thrace bob across the barroom. She touches the chest of one of her fellow cadets, leans into the kid’s space and laughs so high and loud it hurts his ears. She spent fall semester flirting with him, touching his leg, his arm, his back and leaving him half hard in the study room when her group left. She was off limits then, a student in the Fleet history section he was TA-ing. And now… nothing. He doesn’t even see her around.
Lee turns back to his drink, tries to remember why he came into this bar in the first place. It’s a student bar. He usually goes to the officer’s club or back towards University of Caprica to find other law-students. Tonight he came here. The drink isn’t even good.Weak and very sweet. The bartender comes over and offers another, but Lee shakes his head.
When he gets up to leave, Kara is leaned in the doorway. Blonde hair in her face. Lips in a pout. Lee half smiles, half wonders who she’s waiting for as he passes. He’s almost to his car before he realizes she’s following. When he turns, she’s there, hip cocked and hazel eyes dark and narrow. She presses a hand into his chest and backs him into the vehicle. Nothing like the way she pushed the kid on the dance floor. His left eyes brows raises, a question, a challenge. Kara nods, once, firmly and opens her mouth over his, licking until he parts his lips for her.
“Still hard for me, teach?” she purrs. Her hand slides down his chest and rubs his crotch. She licks her lips, nearly his lips, very happy with what she’s found. She’s not in his study group anymore. No responsibility for her future rests on him now. This is not unacceptable.
“Don’t call me that.”
“So I can call you Lee when I flirt with you now?” She draws out his name, makes him harder which he would have thought impossible. Then she runs a finger along his rigid length, causes an embarrassing groan, but he receives a smile in reply. A smile that feels more real than predatory for moment before Kara inches ever nearer and breathes, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
He nods, doesn’t trust the noises that might come out if he spoke. She’s so close. The smell of her skin, cigars and alcohol overtake him. Lee buries his face in the crook of her neck, kissing and sucking and earning little hitched gasp of his own. His arms wrap around her waist and his hands seek out the hot sink under her tanks, pushing the fabric up without thinking. “Been waiting,” he finally responds.
“I offered.”
The reality that they’re standing in the middle of a busy parking lot openly groping almost interrupts the moment. He feels for the door handle and pops it open. “Glad the offer still stands,” he maneuvers around the door and tumbles them backwards onto the seat.
He slides off his pants as Kara slams the door behind them, dropping to her knees in the foot well next to him and taking his cock expertly and eagerly into her mouth. She sucks until Lee is pounding his fists on the seat. Amazing as her tongue along his shaft is, he needs her to stop. He’s been fantasizing about this moment since September. It better not be over in one blowjob. She looks up with large, expectant eyes as though she might have done something wrong.
Lee wraps a hand around the back of her head and brings her in for a kiss. “Let’s get you undressed,” he whispers. The hunger flickers back to her face and she strips off her tanks to reveal a very non-regulation bra underneath. With an unabashed grin, Lee pushes down the black lace with his tongue and swirls her nipple until Kara is moaning for him.
As he switches to the other nipple, they sit up a bit more. Kara grinds into his lap, and Lee finds he very much enjoys the feel of her rough denim against his bare erection. The pain and friction keep him on the edge of control but remind him just how much he wants to get those jeans off. He gives her ass a firm swat before reaching down to unbutton. Kara giggles, wriggles her hips to help the cause. Lee hardly has time to take in that she’s going commando when she slides down his on his cock, already wet and easy.
“Oh, gods,” they groan.
Kara sets a quick pace, bucking and panting. Lee lets himself get lost in her rhythm, the way her breasts bounce and her eyes half close. He licks his lips and worms his hand down between them. His fingers find her clit lush and waiting for him. He watches her face, her plump open mouth as she tries to focus on her riding him in to the back seat of his car, tries to stave off the orgasm building in her bones. Finally he wears her down. Her inner muscles begin to contract. Her pace relents. Her eyes roll back into her head. Lee grins.
With a quick flip, he takes advantage of her distraction, pinning her into the worn upholstery and driving hard into her spread legs while her orgasm fades. Kara lifts her hands over her head to hang onto the door’s arm rest. It breaks Lee just right, the way she goes along for the ride, gazes up at him, eyes filled with unbridled desire. He comes with a jerk, spilling into her, filling her the way he’s dreamt of since the first day of classes.
“Lee,” Kara sighs. She stays pinned beneath him and tucks her face into his neck, much more affectionate than Lee would have guessed.
“You don’t get frakked like that very often, do you?” He turns to nuzzle into her hair.
“No, I don’t.”
“Then we should do that again.”
“And again and again.” She smiles and lifts his face to see him grinning back. “You just name the time and place.”
“And you’ll be wet and waiting?” Lee smirks.
“Bet your sweet little ass I will,” she laughs and gives a slap to his behind. “I’ve been wet and waiting since the moment I met you.”
Lee feels his cock twitching back to life even as he’s still buries inside her. He can’t remember the last time he rebounded this fast. This hazel eyed maniac might be the death of him, but her wicked, satisfied smile will be worth it.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Lee is a law student working as a TA at the academy when he met Kara. This takes place at the end of the semester.
Warnings: Slight teacher student kink if you’re sensitive.
Beta: Thanks to sci_fi_shipper looked at it, but she might not even remember.
Author's Notes: I wrote this ages ago. Don’t know why I didn’t post it, but my newer computer is in the shop and I found this on good ol’ whiney.
She’s not his students anymore. Lee Adama watches the blonde head of Kara Thrace bob across the barroom. She touches the chest of one of her fellow cadets, leans into the kid’s space and laughs so high and loud it hurts his ears. She spent fall semester flirting with him, touching his leg, his arm, his back and leaving him half hard in the study room when her group left. She was off limits then, a student in the Fleet history section he was TA-ing. And now… nothing. He doesn’t even see her around.
Lee turns back to his drink, tries to remember why he came into this bar in the first place. It’s a student bar. He usually goes to the officer’s club or back towards University of Caprica to find other law-students. Tonight he came here. The drink isn’t even good.Weak and very sweet. The bartender comes over and offers another, but Lee shakes his head.
When he gets up to leave, Kara is leaned in the doorway. Blonde hair in her face. Lips in a pout. Lee half smiles, half wonders who she’s waiting for as he passes. He’s almost to his car before he realizes she’s following. When he turns, she’s there, hip cocked and hazel eyes dark and narrow. She presses a hand into his chest and backs him into the vehicle. Nothing like the way she pushed the kid on the dance floor. His left eyes brows raises, a question, a challenge. Kara nods, once, firmly and opens her mouth over his, licking until he parts his lips for her.
“Still hard for me, teach?” she purrs. Her hand slides down his chest and rubs his crotch. She licks her lips, nearly his lips, very happy with what she’s found. She’s not in his study group anymore. No responsibility for her future rests on him now. This is not unacceptable.
“Don’t call me that.”
“So I can call you Lee when I flirt with you now?” She draws out his name, makes him harder which he would have thought impossible. Then she runs a finger along his rigid length, causes an embarrassing groan, but he receives a smile in reply. A smile that feels more real than predatory for moment before Kara inches ever nearer and breathes, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
He nods, doesn’t trust the noises that might come out if he spoke. She’s so close. The smell of her skin, cigars and alcohol overtake him. Lee buries his face in the crook of her neck, kissing and sucking and earning little hitched gasp of his own. His arms wrap around her waist and his hands seek out the hot sink under her tanks, pushing the fabric up without thinking. “Been waiting,” he finally responds.
“I offered.”
The reality that they’re standing in the middle of a busy parking lot openly groping almost interrupts the moment. He feels for the door handle and pops it open. “Glad the offer still stands,” he maneuvers around the door and tumbles them backwards onto the seat.
He slides off his pants as Kara slams the door behind them, dropping to her knees in the foot well next to him and taking his cock expertly and eagerly into her mouth. She sucks until Lee is pounding his fists on the seat. Amazing as her tongue along his shaft is, he needs her to stop. He’s been fantasizing about this moment since September. It better not be over in one blowjob. She looks up with large, expectant eyes as though she might have done something wrong.
Lee wraps a hand around the back of her head and brings her in for a kiss. “Let’s get you undressed,” he whispers. The hunger flickers back to her face and she strips off her tanks to reveal a very non-regulation bra underneath. With an unabashed grin, Lee pushes down the black lace with his tongue and swirls her nipple until Kara is moaning for him.
As he switches to the other nipple, they sit up a bit more. Kara grinds into his lap, and Lee finds he very much enjoys the feel of her rough denim against his bare erection. The pain and friction keep him on the edge of control but remind him just how much he wants to get those jeans off. He gives her ass a firm swat before reaching down to unbutton. Kara giggles, wriggles her hips to help the cause. Lee hardly has time to take in that she’s going commando when she slides down his on his cock, already wet and easy.
“Oh, gods,” they groan.
Kara sets a quick pace, bucking and panting. Lee lets himself get lost in her rhythm, the way her breasts bounce and her eyes half close. He licks his lips and worms his hand down between them. His fingers find her clit lush and waiting for him. He watches her face, her plump open mouth as she tries to focus on her riding him in to the back seat of his car, tries to stave off the orgasm building in her bones. Finally he wears her down. Her inner muscles begin to contract. Her pace relents. Her eyes roll back into her head. Lee grins.
With a quick flip, he takes advantage of her distraction, pinning her into the worn upholstery and driving hard into her spread legs while her orgasm fades. Kara lifts her hands over her head to hang onto the door’s arm rest. It breaks Lee just right, the way she goes along for the ride, gazes up at him, eyes filled with unbridled desire. He comes with a jerk, spilling into her, filling her the way he’s dreamt of since the first day of classes.
“Lee,” Kara sighs. She stays pinned beneath him and tucks her face into his neck, much more affectionate than Lee would have guessed.
“You don’t get frakked like that very often, do you?” He turns to nuzzle into her hair.
“No, I don’t.”
“Then we should do that again.”
“And again and again.” She smiles and lifts his face to see him grinning back. “You just name the time and place.”
“And you’ll be wet and waiting?” Lee smirks.
“Bet your sweet little ass I will,” she laughs and gives a slap to his behind. “I’ve been wet and waiting since the moment I met you.”
Lee feels his cock twitching back to life even as he’s still buries inside her. He can’t remember the last time he rebounded this fast. This hazel eyed maniac might be the death of him, but her wicked, satisfied smile will be worth it.