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"Bargaining," one hundred words written for the drabble contest over at bsg_kink. Kara/Sam with a voyeuristic dash of Leoben.
It's probably the kinkiest thing I've written thus far (which may not be saying much), but that didn't stop me from being surprised when it was one of the pieces to tie for third place in the contest's "kinkiest het drabble" category. The original post is here. Obviously, mature audiences advised.
I can help you find Earth, Leoben urged, knowing Kara was prime for bargaining. All I ask is this one thing.
It's not like we haven't done it before without an audience, she rationalized to Sam. The sick frak can help us.
Bent over her desk, sweat-slick breasts smudging notes she hadn't bothered to move, Kara hissed her approval when Sam slid himself inside her. They were ablaze; Leoben watched, eyes shining.
She came loudly, caught between her rubbing fingers and her husband's rigid dick, and triggered Sam's release, her name on his tongue.
Her name was on Leoben's, too.
It's probably the kinkiest thing I've written thus far (which may not be saying much), but that didn't stop me from being surprised when it was one of the pieces to tie for third place in the contest's "kinkiest het drabble" category. The original post is here. Obviously, mature audiences advised.
I can help you find Earth, Leoben urged, knowing Kara was prime for bargaining. All I ask is this one thing.
It's not like we haven't done it before without an audience, she rationalized to Sam. The sick frak can help us.
Bent over her desk, sweat-slick breasts smudging notes she hadn't bothered to move, Kara hissed her approval when Sam slid himself inside her. They were ablaze; Leoben watched, eyes shining.
She came loudly, caught between her rubbing fingers and her husband's rigid dick, and triggered Sam's release, her name on his tongue.
Her name was on Leoben's, too.