BSG Fic: 12 Days of Ficmas: Snippets in Time - Pegasus
Title: 12 Days of Ficmas (Day Ten): Snippets in Time - Pegasus
Author: Monti
Date: October 23, 2006 (Original) December 21, 2009 (Revisited)
Rating: M
Word Count: 2499
Category: AU/PWP
Pairing: Lee/Kara
Warnings: Uh…smut, smut and more smut
Spoilers: Loose references to first and second season episodes…Pegasus extended version.
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.
Author’s Additional Note: I got a little creative with this one and added my own twisted spin to it.
PEGASUS
Kara literally stomped into quarters after she received the new transfer orders from Adama. She yanked open her locker, grabbed her rucksack and started shoving stuff inside.
How much does this frakking suck?
Transferred, not only on the eve of a big op, but away from the only place that felt like home to her.
This bites.
The Pegasus pilots were a bunch of prima donnas. Keeping score tallies on their Vipers? Lamest thing she'd ever heard.
Methodically clearing her gear from her locker did not improve her thoughts. She didn’t even want to think about their frakking CAG?
Stinger.
The stick was so far up his ass, leaves sprouted from his nose. Gods.
Not taking time to be neat, Kara kept shoving her personal belongings into the bag…until she got to the picture. She slowly removed it from its place on the door and folded the part of her and Zak backward so only Lee showed. At least he’d be over there with her. An ally in a pit of Vipers - literally and figuratively - she thanked the Lords of Kobol for that much.
Odds were against them, but they'd put up a hell of a fight.
~~**~~
Lee wandered toward the bunkroom, his father’s warning about the Pegasus crew gunning for them rattling around in his head. His response that the other ship’s crew was gunning for all of them notwithstanding…Lee had an uneasy feeling about the return of the newer Battlestar and its people.
Something wasn’t quite right over there…from the Admiral on down. What kind of sane military leader integrated crews on the eve of a huge Cylon op?
And why Kara and himself? Galactica’s two best pilots. If Lee didn’t know better, he’d swear Cain was trying to undermine his father’s command. Not liking the path his thoughts were taking, Lee entered quarters and found Kara staring at the picture of the three of them.
Her face wistful, he knew she was even less thrilled than he was to be transferring. At least he’d have a familiar face over there with him. It made things almost bearable. Hopefully she felt the same way.
He walked over and sat on the edge of her bunk. “I can’t believe you still have that.” Somewhere, in a place he didn’t let himself go to very often…it made him happy she did.
Kara rolled her eyes and shrugged. “Can’t seem to get rid of it.” Using her shoulder, she pushed away from the locker and placed the picture in the bag she held.
She tossed the rucksack on the bunk beside Lee and grabbed the dress sash, the last thing hanging in her locker. Moving the few steps it took to get her bag, she threw it in and zipped up. When she moved to grab the strap, Lee’s hands stopped her.
Kara hid a lot of things, but Galactica had been home for her since Zak died. “You okay?” He already knew how she’d answer but he asked anyway.
Shrugging again, Kara gave her head a shake. “I’m fine.” She pulled her hands out from under Lee’s and picked up her bag. Moving it to the floor, she began to methodically remove all traces of herself from the bunk area.
When Lee showed no signs of moving off the berth, she stopped, putting her hands on her hips. “What?” They needed to get moving or face the wrath of two commanding officers.
The bad feeling from earlier had settled into his stomach. Glancing up, he spoke softly. “I don’t like this Kara.”
Holding her gaze, he tried to explain. “There’s something ugly about it.” He couldn’t wrap his head around a fleet admiral making personnel changes, big ones, the night before a huge op.
Her personal list of reasons why she hated being transferred aside, Kara wanted to know why Lee mentioned ugly.
She sighed and sat down beside him. “Explain. What’s ugly?” Besides a bunch of asshole pilots who kept visual scorecards that would make her insane.
Lee shrugged. “You heard dad. They’re gunning for us.” Glancing sideways, he went on, “I think they’re gunning for him, too.” He couldn’t put his finger on it, but his instincts screamed there was more to this transfer than anyone knew.
Nodding her head, Kara agreed. “Right." It was the two of them versus an entire ship. "What are we gonna do about it?” What could they do?
Lee shook his head. “I have no idea.” He looked up, his gaze determined. “Keep our eyes and ears open, try to find out what’s going on.” Having both of them over there could end up being a good thing.
Kara’s tongue clicked against her teeth. “Damn straight.” She sat for a minute, mulling over Lee’s fear that more was going on under the surface on the other ship. It added to the dread she felt over leaving Galactica. “I really don’t want to do this, Lee.” Grabbing the edge of the bunk, she curled her fingers around the frame before straightening them out again.
Lee got it. He wanted to reassure her, but what the hell could he say? They were walking into an almost blind situation with only instinct, rumor and innuendo to go on.
The only good thing?
They trusted each other.
Lee knew he could count on Kara.
Letting out a sigh, Lee agreed. “Yeah. I don’t want to go either.” Glancing over at Kara again, he noticed she was still tense and he made a suggestion. “Look, we’ll stick together, at least the first couple of days?”
As much as she liked the thought, she doubted it would be possible. “We may not have a chance. They'll probably separate us…break us down…you know the drill.” Kara didn’t look forward to what lay ahead because she didn’t back down from a fight.
Lee shook his head. “No. Not on the night before a mission.” He was certain they’d have at least two days before the rank and file tried to crush them. “Look…let’s use whatever time we’ve got and learn everything we can.” Expelling a breath on a sigh, he glanced over at Kara noting the dread back in her eyes. “We’re the two best people to be over there…we have his best interests in mind.” He didn’t have to tell her whom he was talking about. The quick nod of her head let him know she was on board.
Taking a chance, he grabbed her hand and when she didn’t draw away, he pulled her close. “It’s gonna be okay, Kara. We’ll be okay.” He dropped a kiss on the top of her head then let go and made to move off the bunk.
Kara snagged his arm and drew him back to her. “Wait. Lee.”
She didn’t know much about Admiral Cain, but from what she’d seen and heard, the admiral ran a very, very tight ship. Another chance to resolve things between her and Lee might never present itself. From the scuttlebutt she’d gleaned, Cain was gung ho on both regulations and sending her pilots on dangerous missions.
And who better to send on shit missions than the two top dogs from a rival ship?
Tugging Lee back down beside her, Kara moved closer, invading his personal space. “We don’t have a lot of time here, but I think we both know there’s something we have to take care of before we check into our new digs.” Tilting her head up, she looked to see if Lee was on the same page.
Lee blew out a startled breath. Leave it to Kara to spring this on him at the last possible moment. But she was right though. Their timetable, if they had one, had just been moved up.
They never, ever seemed to get the timing right.
Giving himself over to the moment, he didn’t answer. Instead he brought his hand up, cupping her face. Letting his fingers splay along the nape of her neck, he titled his head forward until his lips met hers.
Tentative at first, they grew demanding when Kara responded. Hauling her against him, his hands slid down her back, grasped the edge of her tanks and pulled them up until she leaned away and took over. Lee angled back, fingers going to his fly while he watched Kara pull the tanks over her head. Not taking his eyes off her, he worked the fastenings loose, shoving the pants down to his knees and sucked in a harsh breath when Kara reached over to pull them the rest of the way off. Time stood still as his eyes dropped to his shirt while his fingers frantically unbuttoned the buttons.
Glancing up as he shrugged out of the sleeves, he stopped breathing.
Kara was naked and beautiful and moving toward him, getting up close and personal in the way he’d dreamed about. He froze and stared, holding the moment in his mind, burning it to memory. He paused with his shirt still dangling off one arm, mesmerized by the hungry look in her eyes.
Kara crawled up and over Lee on her hands and knees, smiling at the stunned look on his face. Settling her ass down on his thighs she grabbed his shirt and tugged it over his hand and let it fall to the floor. Reaching up she pulled the curtain closed, effectively cutting them off from everything else but each other.
When Lee raised his head, Kara met his lips with a hot, blazing kiss that scorched through her system. He settled his head against the pillow and his hands cupped her face, drawing her down until she slid forward, stretching out against him. Her stomach brushed over his cock and Lee moaned against her lips.
Her fingers wrapped around the length, caressing the silken skin, moving in time with the thrusts of her tongue along his. Lee shuddered under the onslaught of her lips and hands and pulled a gasp from Kara when his palms brushed lightly over her breasts before cupping and holding them in his hands. He relished their weight as his fingers kneaded the smooth skin, enjoying the fact that his touch had Kara squeezing his leg between her thighs.
Kara wanted to go slow, but knew it wouldn't happen. She and Lee never did things the way she thought they would and this was no different. Her first choice would not have been this, and if she were honest with herself, she'd admit it would've been to keep avoiding whatever it was they had between them.
No time for that now.
She shifted her hips, moving her leg to cover both his thighs. As she lifted up and took him inside, slowly sinking over his cock, she decided this was much better than her first choice, was almost thankful they were being transferred to the Pegasus.
Almost.
Pausing after she was settled onto Lee, Kara held his eyes feeling like this one act - these next brief moments - might be all she had to carry her through whatever happened after they transferred. She wanted to make it count, to mean something, as it could be the only chance they ever got to explore this thing that existed between them.
Leaning forward, her head lowered until her mouth was inches from his. She kept her hips still, savoring the feel of him as she gently contracted the inner muscles around his cock. The feeling was incredible and if Lee’s groan was any indication, he felt it too.
Nipping at his lower lip, she gasped when his hands grabbed her thighs tugging her hips forward. She relented, moving slowly back and forth over his shaft with a controlled pace. Her gaze held his until his hands slid up her back and over her shoulders until they cupped her head. Mouths still only inches apart; Lee’s fingers shot through her hair as he drew her head down to fuse his lips to hers.
Lee knew he wouldn’t last long with Kara. He’d wanted her for too long and it had been ages since he’d been with anyone else. His impatience reared its head when she decided to take her time and move slowly…not that he didn't enjoy it…but she already had him close to the edge. He was determined to make her as insane as she made him.
Tongue dueling with hers, he kissed her breathless as he met her rocking motions with gentle thrusts of his own. He felt Kara’s thighs tighten against his torso as she picked up the pace, grinding harder against him. He slid closer to breaking and stilled his hips, hanging on by a thread.
Lee’s fingers burned trails of heat along her skin as they skimmed over her ribcage until his hands could cup her breasts. His thumbs circled around her nipples and Kara gasped at the contact. With the next rocking motion, she toppled over the edge and clenched tightly around Lee's length, dragging a hoarse shout from him as he hit his own release.
Kara collapsed against him; her head on his chest and her rapid breathing soothed his hot skin. Lee had no desire to move, let alone pack his gear. Not when he’d just realized a long held dream.
When Kara started to slowly lift her head, his arms slid around her, keeping her still. “Stay for a minute.” If this was the only time they had together…he decided to be selfish and hold on to it as long as possible.
Kara smiled against him. “Lee.” She fisted her hand on his chest and propped her chin on it. “We have to go. Orders, remember?” Moving forward, she kissed him lightly on the lips and made to move again.
Lee shook his head. “Wait, Kara.” He rolled them sideways, blocking her exit. “We can take a little time.” Lee’s hand tucked some hair behind her ear. “Please.” His eyes met hers and held them.
She wanted to stay with him for a while. Badly. She just didn’t see how they’d get away with bucking orders from the Commander AND the Admiral.
Kara opened her mouth to tell him they needed to move but noticed the gleam in Lee’s eyes. “What? You’ve got something, don’t you?” Lee was a smart man…she shouldn’t have forgotten that.
With a grin, Lee remarked. “I think I can get Gaeta to delay the transfer orders by burying them for a couple of hours.” When Kara’s eyebrows rose upward in question, he explained. “He owes me a favor for letting him win at Triad to impress a certain petty officer that was sitting with us.” A broad smile lit Kara’s face and Lee knew it was worth calling the favor in.
Rolling out of the bunk, he grabbed his boxers and stepped into them. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.” Kara’s knowing smirk was all he got as an answer before he padded over to the comm phone to make his call.
FIN