Phoenix Becomes Intimate (Battlestar Galactica, Lee/Kara, Original, #1)
Title: Phoenix Becomes Intimate
Author/Artist: Lee and Kara Kiss
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Lee Adama and Kara Thrace
Theme: #1 look over here
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: They're not mine but Ron said we could play with them.
Author's Note: Spoilers for Flight of the Phoenix
She'd been there at least part of the time while they'd been building the Blackbird. At the start though, and for quite a while, he'd barely wanted to look over what they were doing. He'd even told her he wouldn't fly the thing. Even as they prepared for this test flight he still questioned whether it would fly.
So that she was flying this first test flight was a forgone conclusion. He'd admit to himself, but not to her, she probably was the better pilot anyway.
But when she started to fool around right away his assessment of her judgment got the better of him and he castigated her immediately for showing off. He didn't believe she was doing anything other then trying to prove how good she was. Then she suddenly disappeared from his sight, the comms, and more ominously from DRADIS.
"Starbuck, Starbuck, where are you? Starbuck, come in. Starbuck, do you read? Kara, are you okay?" It didn't occur to him that he'd called out for Kara.
"Of course you lost contact. It's a damned stealth ship, remember?" His eyes filled with the vision of the Blackbird nose-to-nose with his Viper in a kiss of intimate contact. In that moment it was only the two of them.
"Oh, you--" It was all he could say as the butterflies in his stomach found their release on his outward blown breath. What would he have done if something had happened to her? That question hadn't been a comfortable one for some time. Then she laughed at him.
When they got back aboard he stood at the bottom of his ladder and glared at her. She shrugged her shoulders, gave him that smile that made him want to punch her and kiss her at the same time and proceeded to giggle at him again. He so wanted to storm out in anger but they had a debrief to do. He was all business.
His anger finally began to dissipate as the warm water of the shower eased his tension somewhat and it occurred to him it wasn't worth getting angry over. He still wanted her. When an arm wrapped around his waist and his head was drawn down so her lips could claim his he was ready to give in.
When lack of breath made them both pull back he felt her hands on his cheeks and her forehead against his and she softly whispered "Look over here." She made his acquiescence worth while as she spent the rest of the night ravishing his body, proving they were both still alive with her lips and more.
Author/Artist: Lee and Kara Kiss
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Lee Adama and Kara Thrace
Theme: #1 look over here
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: They're not mine but Ron said we could play with them.
Author's Note: Spoilers for Flight of the Phoenix
She'd been there at least part of the time while they'd been building the Blackbird. At the start though, and for quite a while, he'd barely wanted to look over what they were doing. He'd even told her he wouldn't fly the thing. Even as they prepared for this test flight he still questioned whether it would fly.
So that she was flying this first test flight was a forgone conclusion. He'd admit to himself, but not to her, she probably was the better pilot anyway.
But when she started to fool around right away his assessment of her judgment got the better of him and he castigated her immediately for showing off. He didn't believe she was doing anything other then trying to prove how good she was. Then she suddenly disappeared from his sight, the comms, and more ominously from DRADIS.
"Starbuck, Starbuck, where are you? Starbuck, come in. Starbuck, do you read? Kara, are you okay?" It didn't occur to him that he'd called out for Kara.
"Of course you lost contact. It's a damned stealth ship, remember?" His eyes filled with the vision of the Blackbird nose-to-nose with his Viper in a kiss of intimate contact. In that moment it was only the two of them.
"Oh, you--" It was all he could say as the butterflies in his stomach found their release on his outward blown breath. What would he have done if something had happened to her? That question hadn't been a comfortable one for some time. Then she laughed at him.
When they got back aboard he stood at the bottom of his ladder and glared at her. She shrugged her shoulders, gave him that smile that made him want to punch her and kiss her at the same time and proceeded to giggle at him again. He so wanted to storm out in anger but they had a debrief to do. He was all business.
His anger finally began to dissipate as the warm water of the shower eased his tension somewhat and it occurred to him it wasn't worth getting angry over. He still wanted her. When an arm wrapped around his waist and his head was drawn down so her lips could claim his he was ready to give in.
When lack of breath made them both pull back he felt her hands on his cheeks and her forehead against his and she softly whispered "Look over here." She made his acquiescence worth while as she spent the rest of the night ravishing his body, proving they were both still alive with her lips and more.