New Fic: Golden
Title: Golden
Rating: NC-17
Words: Aprx. 2,300
Pairing: Kara/Lee
Summary: WW2 earth AU. Pilots get it on right on the farm. Written for the BSG pornbattle #5.
Author's Notes: This is not beta'd.
Prompts: "I think I'm happy now",
call me God,
can't read my poker face,
cornfield,
jalapeno,
porn mag,
sun god,
WW2 AU
Feedback: Very much wanted.p>
-Golden
He shouldn't have bet against Kara.
Well, she'd been difficult to dissuade. Kara was known for her very persuasive nature, hardly neutralized by the obvious fact that she was drop-dead gorgeous. Lee knew that fact too well already.
The consequences were now darkly apparent as Lee lowered a fifth jalapeno into his chafing, blistered hot mouth. He felt the temporary relief of the sweet skin dissipate once more as his taste buds were again confronted with the spicy star bursts. Wanting to choke, he held himself back, mindful of the watchful foursome circling him. Kara just in front, grin stretched to the max as she slowly clapped her hands along with the others. Karl, smirking expectantly, leaning on an old stool. The old air force base commander, Tigh, looking stiffly but undeniably amused as his one good eye narrowed at the proceedings. Sam, who was possibly only outstretched by Kara in his idiotic gleefulness.
"Let's go, Adama! Nearly, I don't know, halfway there!", squealed Kara, practically dancing from one toe to the other. Lee paused, eyes screwed shut. Breathing hard, he grasped another and choked it down, and another. Finally, he leaned over with a wheezing cough, hands on the table.
"Hey there, baby! Don't look so down. I'll show you just, how, easy, it, is!" Leaning forward, Kara snatched another maliciously green pepper from the basket and tossed it. Leaning up, she caught it perfectly in her mouth and looked across at him, contentedly chewing. This was her tenth, three ahead of him. Dammit. Lee reached for his own next serving of hell, but his hand quite sensibly stayed put.
Kara's eyes widened. "Oh-my-god. You're skipping out, aren't you?"
Lee groaned and took the pitcher of milk gladly proffered by Helo. This was a stupid, childish game anyway. Taking a giant swig, he sat down hard on the wicker porch swing and blew out his cheeks. Kara laughed long and hard, reaching down and taking her last two peppers and inhaling them at once without so much as a tear.
Landing beside him on the swing, Kara grinned outrageously at him. "Know what comes next?"
"No, but I'm not doing it." He offered her the milk, which she pushed back, looking insulted. "But Lee, you don't even know what it is yet," she cajoled, her blonde head cheekily coming to rest on his shoulder, laughing hazel eyes staring up at him sweetly.
He sat captivated for a second, before blinking and shrugging her off.
"C'mon, Lee. Fair's fair. I know you can't read my pokerface, but at least show some backbone when you lose the pepper game!"
Oh, hell.
Sitting up wearily, he sighed and winced, taking another gulp of cleansing milk before turning to Kara's reclining form. "Fine. What is it?"
Kara's face lit up as she bounced up, the balls of her feet hitting the wooden porch floor hard. "Follow me!" she screamed, tearing down the steps and toward the nearby cornfield. Lee ran a hand through his hair, then ran off in pursuit.
A few moments later, he caught up with her. Slowing to a walk now, he followed her lead down a path carved into the thicket of golden stalks.
Growing even more wary, Lee watched as Kara leaned over the edge of the path, snapped open a pocket knife, and sawed off two cornstalks. Tossing one to him, she continued further into the yellow maze of breezy stalks. Turning the vegetable over in his hand, he frowned. "What am I supposed to do with this, Kara?"
Kara turned and stared at him, mouth open. "E-a-t", she said very slowly. Ripping off the husk with a practiced motion, she sank her teeth into the perfectly white fruit. Lee looked at his own. "It's raw," he said helplessly.
"So are you," Kara answered mischievously.
Shaking his head, Lee awkwardly tore the rough skin away. Hesitantly, he brought it to his lips and sniffed, then gently bit. It tasted better then he expected, and not nearly as tough as he'd thought it'd be. Not as sweet as boiled, but very helpful to his burnt tongue.
"Well, we're here," Kara announced proudly. Lee looked up and around. More cornfield. The path continued in both directions. "Where's here, exactly?" He looked around cautiously, half expecting Karl or someone to come vaulting over the dense, tall wall of vegetables.
Turning around, he jumped slightly, finding Kara four inches away from his face. "Call me God," Kara whispered, her lips quirking up at the corners. Is that it?, he wondered. Very much aware of their close proximity, he backed up a couple feet. Ever since somehow managing to get a position training nuggets at Tigh's air base despite the considerable obstacle of being of the fairer sex, she'd insisted everyone call her God, inside or outside the base. He'd managed to hold out so far, but she'd got the leverage she'd needed.
Rubbing his forehead, Lee looked back in her eyes. "Fine. God."
Kara cackled, shaking her head, sending long blonde strands swinging. "Naw, that's not quite it. Say 'Kara Thrace is God!'"
This was insane.
"Kara Thrace is God," he muttered.
"Louder!" Kara yowled.
"KARA THRACE IS GOD!", Lee screamed at the top of his lungs.
Kara did one of her infuriating victory dances, then whipped around to face him again with a dangerous smile. "Say, 'Kara Thrace is the hottest thing I've ever seen!'"
Lee's mind went blank. It was one thing to shout out a ridiculous joke. It was another to shout out what was on his mind practically every day. He cleared his throat and wrenched his vocal chord into action. Unfortunately, what came out was less then satisfactory.
"Kar...hot...thing..en..."
Kara cupped her hand to her ear, grinning. "Sorry? Didn't get that. Did ya say you dig Karl?"
"No!" Lee burst out. "KARA THRACE IS THE HOTTEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN!"
Kara's eyebrows shot way up in mock surprise. "Gee, wow, Lee! I know that already, of course, but thanks anyway!", she crowed, bursting into another peal of laughter as her buttocks hit the grass.
"So glad I could entertain you," Lee muttered. He turned away, his ears growing red. He sorely hoped nobody at Kara's farmhouse had heard his declarations.
"Oh, that's," gasped Kara, "That's your job, you know," she giggled.
"My job..?" Lee sputtered. "My job is to shoot Japanese out of the fucking sky!"
Kara raised one eyebrow. "Hey, take it easy, Leland. Those zero's can wait."
He'd told her, repeatedly, never to call him Leland. This was it.
Advancing toward her, he leaned down and grabbed her by the biceps and jerked her up. Leaning forward to her surprised face, he kissed her.
Her full lips quickly responded in kind, wrecking havoc in his mind as her tongue pushed inwards between his lips, and he was tasting her for the first time. She tasted overwhelmingly of jalapeno and sweet corn, which somehow added to the intoxication of her own individual taste underneath. He entwined his tongue with hers, seeking into her mouth. He pushed in deep, and a tiny noise, part moan, part squeak, emanated from her throat. It shot straight to his groin. Kara slowly pulled back. "Huh."
"Huh, what?" asked Lee hoarsely.
"Well, here I was thinking I'd have to work for that kiss."
Lee rolled his eyes. "Shut up, God."
Kara's own eyes darkened, and she pulled off her jerkin. "Not until you strip, Sir."
Lee couldn't do so fast enough, but Kara was, as always, way ahead, and he almost tripped over his underpants at the sight soon before him.
Kara lay down on the rough grass, her milky skin exposed to the sunlight, full and perfectly shaped breasts firm and erect, body smooth and rippling with corded muscle. Her hazel eyes wide with readiness. Lee slowly leaned down to her, drinking in the beautiful sight.
Bracing his hands on either side of her head, he lay over her, their stomachs barely touching, her breasts a warm cushion against his chest. Kara's mouth twitched. Her arms reached for his shoulders and before he could move she had their positions inverted. His back pressed hard into the scratchy, dewy grass as she spread her legs and leaned over his lap. Kissing him again, she moved down to suck at his pulse firmly, and he gasped. She chuckled and went lower, teasing his chest with tiny licks and sucks, tongue disappearing inside his navel for a fraction of a second, making him arch and groan, before moving even further downward. She stared at him for a long second before bending to lap at his erect head. Lee hissed, eyes closed as she sucked, cheeks hollowed around him. She rose up and gave him one last goodbye lick before crawling back up his body and sitting up, straddling his stomach. She cocked her head at him. "What am I again?"
Lee frowned, distracted with the perfect weight of her. "You're...You're God."
"Damn right," Kara grinned, and raised her torso up eight inches and settled back, then slid over him in one smooth push.
"Kara!" Lee gasped. She was so hot and tight and wet, he couldn't hold back...
She slowed, gently pulling up and down him, her thighs clenching and un-clenching around him, her breath coming out in a breathy, quiet moan each time. He thrust up too, and this time she let loose in a loud cry, and he did it again, trying for that spot inside her that he'd just discovered. She leaned down to brace her elbows beside his head with a shuddering gasp, her warm breath billowing out over his chest. Her thrusts came faster, shimmying up and down him, the hot, sticky skin of her breasts slapping his chest on every down stroke. Lee panted hard, eyes closed. He felt a cloud of heat start rushing through his veins, but it was too soon, they'd barely gotten started-and then she raised herself up again, towering over him, and that was when things really got intense.
Lee watched through eyes hazy with pleasure as Kara balanced her hands on his chest and raised herself up and off him, sending a jolt of displeasure through him at the sudden lack of sensation. Grinning down at him, she scooted forward just a little, and leaned back, bracing her hands on the grass behind her as she lowered herself again. Lee suddenly knew what was happening, and started to argue, but before he could Kara slid down quickly, and before he knew it he was half-buried in her ass. Panicked, his eyes went to her face, expecting to see pain...but instead saw something else. She pushed down even more, little noises coming from her throat as she took him inside to his root. He was forced to tear himself away from the carnally amazing look on her face when she pulled up, and pushed back down, punctuating the movement with a scream of pleasure, her beautiful face tightening as the tension mounted, establishing another rhythm, one incredibly tight and hot, his length actually curving gently inside her. He squeezed his eyes shut against the goodness of it that was almost, but not quite, pain. Kara sped up again, increasing the tempo, her stomach bouncing gently with the hard movement. She was almost there, he realized. Before he could realize he was too, she was sliding up again, then off. She lay down on his chest briefly, panting desperately, arms trembling with fatigue. She kissed his throat softly and pulled back up. Grasping him by the hilt, she slowly painted patterns on her clit with the head, and then pushed down over him once more. Amazed at the contrast of sensations, first soft and wet, then tight and hot, now soft and wet again, Lee leaned up to her, kissing her lips passionately, tongues tangling as they humped each other softly, hot skin on hot skin. Lee tasted her for just a second longer, then leaned back down and thrust up hard, eliciting Kara's deliciously tremulous moan. Lee felt himself coming near again, a pool of liquid need pooling thickly in his stomach and starting to spiral through him, entering his groin and twisting, turning, gathering together, and gushing into her with a loud sigh. Kara smiled at the tangible evidence of his release entering her, and increased her pace, each jackhammer-like thrust ending with a groan. Lee watched her in his afterglow, watching as pure pleasure now flowed into her face, making it almost glow and smooth out, the corners of her lips quirking upwards, hips stuttering briefly, eyes hooded with contentment. Her hair settled around her shoulders, as golden as the cornfield they lay in. Lee lay, entranced. She really was God, a sun god, perfect and beautiful and bright. She breathed out, leaning down and resting her cheek on his chest.
After he had his breath back, he raised a question.
"Anything else you wanted, God?"
She slowly raised her head and blinked open her eyes. A slow smile spread across her features. "I think I'm happy now," she breathed, and settled back down, snuggling into his neck. Lee smiled too, and slept.
* * *
Karl pushed the cornstalk back a bit more, and examined the sleeping couple a few feet in front of him. That was quite a entertaining show, he chuckled to himself silently. Tucking the candy stick back into his mouth, he stood up and started the walk back to the farmhouse. Of course, he could never tell her he knew. Last time he admitted to his perusal of Kara's more...active bedtime activities, she'd ended up chasing him around the house with one of his own porn mags rolled up, slapping him from one end of the farm to the other. No, he'd never tell her. But he could sure as hell tell someone else.
Karl started running. Best to get home first. Then he could make preparations for a very amusing homecoming of one Kara Thrace.