Beacon Light (BSG fic)
Title: Beacon Light
Author: newengland32
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Timeline: pre-mini series
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Gaius Baltar/Caprica Six
Disclaimer: I do not own Battlestar Galactica, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Notes: This piece was for the bsg_pornbattle. Prompt - Baltar/Caprica Six, lake house, fireflies, spy, red, sunset, brilliant, strange fantasies, your lover is an actress, political intrigue
Summary: Gaius takes his new assistant to his lake house, where her demeanor has changed a bit.
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She's a brilliant programmer, and she's clearly not a temp, and she doesn't seem to be employed by the government, or at least not Caprica's government, and she doesn't fawn over him like she grew up with his face on the telly, but the first time Gaius brings the girl to the lake house, she looks at the water like she's never seen it before.
"What are those?" she asks, red dress hanging on her curves like it was painted on, and she has to repeat herself to get his attention.
"Oh, those? Lampyris noctiluca." At her quizzical look, he clarifies, "They're fireflies."
The girl watches the dots of light flicker on and off in the brush by the patio. She leans on her hand and slowly smiles wider. There's an innocence, a naivete, in her look, but Gaius knows better. This girl is much older than she looks. She seems to have an almost timeless wisdom in the lab, as if formal education bored her so she just downloaded centuries of technical knowledge directly into her brain. What a strange fantasy, he thinks. That sort of thing is illegal, now.
She must be a plant for an up-and-coming corporation. He can imagine her training from a young age at deception. Theater, maybe. Plucked from a drama school and sat down in front of a computer. Running lines aloud as a program runs lines of code.
The whole situation gives Gaius a satisfying ego-boost, that The Powers That Be would send such a Siren his way. As if he couldn't handle it.
But the girl just points and...giggles? Is she giggling? At the fireflies in the grass. She turns to Gaius and shoots him a come hither sort of look, so he goes to her, places a hand on her hip and leans on the railing next to her.
"They flash a 'cold' light. Bio-chemically, from what I understand."
Before she asks another stupid question, he runs his hands down to her bottom and smirks at her, "It's a mating ritual."
She's still watching the daft little things, so he squeezes and she smirks back at him.
"I gathered that much," she says.
The sun is still setting over the mountains, obscured by clouds, and he removes his hands to light a cigarette. Offering her one, she refuses, like she always does, but she takes a drink and clinks her glass to his.
"This property is beautiful. You're a very lucky man, Dr. Baltar."
Gaius exhales and shrugs.
"It's not brilliant."
As they head back inside, Gaius asks the girl how she knew the bugs used light "in order to frak each other."
"How else are they to find each other in the night?"
Later, in the darkened bedroom, following her warm skin taste, groping for purchase, the back of her red dress seems to emit a faint glow, guiding him through the black, like a beacon. Now he's thinking like a bloody firefly, Gaius groans inwardly, so he shuts his eyes, but the glow just burns brighter. Strange fantasy, his lover the actress, secret agent lightning bug. But as he sinks into her, her warmth all around him, he realizes she's right.
He is a very lucky man.
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http://community.livejournal.com/bsg_pornbattle/15683.html?thread=1740355#t1740355
Author: newengland32
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Timeline: pre-mini series
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Gaius Baltar/Caprica Six
Disclaimer: I do not own Battlestar Galactica, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Notes: This piece was for the bsg_pornbattle. Prompt - Baltar/Caprica Six, lake house, fireflies, spy, red, sunset, brilliant, strange fantasies, your lover is an actress, political intrigue
Summary: Gaius takes his new assistant to his lake house, where her demeanor has changed a bit.
---
She's a brilliant programmer, and she's clearly not a temp, and she doesn't seem to be employed by the government, or at least not Caprica's government, and she doesn't fawn over him like she grew up with his face on the telly, but the first time Gaius brings the girl to the lake house, she looks at the water like she's never seen it before.
"What are those?" she asks, red dress hanging on her curves like it was painted on, and she has to repeat herself to get his attention.
"Oh, those? Lampyris noctiluca." At her quizzical look, he clarifies, "They're fireflies."
The girl watches the dots of light flicker on and off in the brush by the patio. She leans on her hand and slowly smiles wider. There's an innocence, a naivete, in her look, but Gaius knows better. This girl is much older than she looks. She seems to have an almost timeless wisdom in the lab, as if formal education bored her so she just downloaded centuries of technical knowledge directly into her brain. What a strange fantasy, he thinks. That sort of thing is illegal, now.
She must be a plant for an up-and-coming corporation. He can imagine her training from a young age at deception. Theater, maybe. Plucked from a drama school and sat down in front of a computer. Running lines aloud as a program runs lines of code.
The whole situation gives Gaius a satisfying ego-boost, that The Powers That Be would send such a Siren his way. As if he couldn't handle it.
But the girl just points and...giggles? Is she giggling? At the fireflies in the grass. She turns to Gaius and shoots him a come hither sort of look, so he goes to her, places a hand on her hip and leans on the railing next to her.
"They flash a 'cold' light. Bio-chemically, from what I understand."
Before she asks another stupid question, he runs his hands down to her bottom and smirks at her, "It's a mating ritual."
She's still watching the daft little things, so he squeezes and she smirks back at him.
"I gathered that much," she says.
The sun is still setting over the mountains, obscured by clouds, and he removes his hands to light a cigarette. Offering her one, she refuses, like she always does, but she takes a drink and clinks her glass to his.
"This property is beautiful. You're a very lucky man, Dr. Baltar."
Gaius exhales and shrugs.
"It's not brilliant."
As they head back inside, Gaius asks the girl how she knew the bugs used light "in order to frak each other."
"How else are they to find each other in the night?"
Later, in the darkened bedroom, following her warm skin taste, groping for purchase, the back of her red dress seems to emit a faint glow, guiding him through the black, like a beacon. Now he's thinking like a bloody firefly, Gaius groans inwardly, so he shuts his eyes, but the glow just burns brighter. Strange fantasy, his lover the actress, secret agent lightning bug. But as he sinks into her, her warmth all around him, he realizes she's right.
He is a very lucky man.
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http://community.livejournal.com/bsg_pornbattle/15683.html?thread=1740355#t1740355