BSG Fic: 12 Days of Ficmas: Snippets in Time - Fragged
Title: 12 Days of Ficmas (Day Six): Snippets in Time - Fragged
Author: Monti
Date: March 31, 2006 (Original) December 18, 2009 (Revisited)
Rating: M
Word Count: 1335
Category: AU/PWP
Pairing: Lee/Kara
Warnings: Uh…smut, smut and more smut
Spoilers: Loose references to second season episodes
Disclaimer: Just gently (well…mostly) using these characters. They don’t belong to me.
Summary: Random scenarios from random episodes
Author’s Notes: These will be stand-alone stories. The only thing they’ll have in common is the title.
Additional Author’s Note: This one goes way off the charts of canon…but it’s back to PWP.
FRAGGED
Lee shifted his position in the pilot’s berth, something he hadn’t be able to do for quite a while…his most recent sleeping accommodations were a cot in the brig cell next to the President. He’d volunteered to be on standby for Alert Fighter status because he was too keyed up after the debriefing for the Kobol rescue mission to go back and sit idly in his cell. At least if he was on standby he could actually sleep comfortably…the brig cots left a lot to be desired.
Yawning, his eyes drifted closed, images of Kobol playing in his head. It wasn’t bad enough that their world had ended…everything had to be frakked up on top of it. They’d lost an entire Raptor crew and four more souls planet side.
Kobol was cursed…it had to be. Since they’d discovered the planet…Kara had gone on a fool’s mission, his father had been shot, one of their own was discovered to be a Cylon, he was in the brig for mutiny, the President had been removed from office, and Tigh had just declared marital law.
Things could only get worse from here.
Just as his brain wrapped around that thought, he was startled by someone taking a seat on the edge of the bed…he hadn’t closed the curtains and he was back in the shadows. Once the initial edge of surprise died, all his nerve endings went on alert.
It couldn’t be.
He slowly turned away from the wall. A lone female sat with her head hanging in her hands, fingers massaging the back of her neck.
She was close enough to touch. But he didn’t reach out. Instead he said quietly. “Kara?”
He had to be dreaming this.
Kara shot off the edge of the bed and swung around. “Lee?” She took a step back as if shocked to see him. Clearly Tigh had told her he was in the brig, charged with mutiny.
Lee scrambled to the edge of the bunk and swung his legs down. “Yeah…you’re…uh…you’re back.” He stood and crossed to her not quite believing she was there.
Reaching out, he ran his thumb down the side of her face. Real skin…she was there. He brought his other hand up, cupping her face then tilted her head up to meet his lips in a tentative kiss. When she didn’t pull away, he drew her closer and deepened the kiss. Oh gods. Things were looking up…Kara had returned to the fleet.
Kara’s hands traveled up his arms and over his shoulders finally stopping to meet behind his head. She started moving him in the direction of the bunk. He wasn’t about to argue.
Reaching the edge, he paused and pulled back from her searching her eyes for doubts. When he found none, he reached out and slowly unzipped her shirt and slid it off her shoulders. She pushed him back gently until he was seated, then she reached for her waistband and slid her pants down and stepped out of them.
Lee followed suit by lifting his hips and sliding his boxers off then he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him while he lifted his feet and swung them up into the bunk. She landed on top of him and didn’t waste any more time, lowering her head she pressed her lips to his and the fire started.
Lee wound his fingers in her hair and gently tugged her head back seeking the pulse point on her throat. His lips found the spot and he heard her gasp when they made contact. Wrapping his arms around her, he shifted their positions pulling her under him before he continued his exploration of her. He wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to discover all there was to know about her.
Starting at the top her head, his lips trailed kisses all around her face. His tongue traced the curved edges of her ear and she shivered under him. She liked that…he’d have to remember that the next time she got in his face about something. His teeth grazed over her collarbone and her breath hissed out. He placed a soothing kiss over the spot while his hands caressed her skin, gliding down her torso. His lips soon followed as they kissed, sucked and nibbled their way up and down her stomach. Kissing the underside of each breast, he could feel Kara’s hips moving as she wound one of her legs around his waist trying to draw him in closer to her.
His hand cupped a breast and he used his lips and tongue to tease all around the peak but never touching the nipple as it tightened in response. He heard Kara’s frustrated growl before her hands moved to his head and guided him to the peak. Her whispered plea heightened his desire and when his lips finally drew the pebbled tip into his mouth he was rewarded with a throaty groan. Switching to the other side to pay homage, her fingers tangled in his hair and made him burn just a little hotter for her as she tugged at the short strands.
She pulled him up and caught his lips in a heated kiss. Her tongue sought his and drew it into her mouth stroking against it and he could feel his shaft swell to almost painful proportions. His hand drifted between her legs and his fingers met no resistance as he slid two between her soft folds causing her hips to buck against his hand. Breaking the kiss, he gazed down at her. She nodded her head and whispered, “Now.” Lee moved over her, still stroking in and out with his fingers. He lined himself up entered her while drawing his fingers out brushing the tips over the nub of nerves at her core.
Kara writhed under him, her head thrashing from side to side on the pillow. He pulled back and plunged forward again, the feeling of her soft flesh surrounding him nearly causing him to spill himself right then. He set a slow steady pace wanting to savor every moment of being inside her. She reached down with her hands and cupped his ass, holding his hips close to hers as she met his slow thrusts, pushing against him. His head lolled back as the exquisiteness of being surrounded by nothing but her warmth pulled him closer to his climax.
Her hands grasped his arms, short nails digging into his skin and her legs wrapped around him holding him still so she could grind hard along his length, and he knew she was as ready as he was. He bumped lightly against her and she went off, clenching around him, biting her lip to hold back her moans. He bumped against her again and her legs slid down giving him room to stroke in and out of her at a rapid pace that had stars exploding in his mind as he came buried deep inside her, hips bumping softly as he fought to gasp air into his lungs.
He was pulled from his starry haze when the alert sounded, and snapped awake to the call for action stations. “Frak!”
He was alone in the bunk and needed to change. A rapid succession of thoughts crashed through his brain as he leapt from the bed stripping off his shorts and replacing them with quick efficient movements.
Kara was still gone, his father was still in sickbay, Tigh was still in command, and things were still frakked up.
And he’d just had the most erotic dream ever…complete with fireworks. He grinned stupidly as he zipped up his flight suit. It was insane but he had a better outlook now.
Kara would come back.
His father would wake up.
And Tigh would trip himself up sooner or later.
He shoved all those thoughts from his mind as he hit the corridor running. Right now they had a Cylon patrol to take out and he was suddenly in the mood for a good fight.
FIN