A Thing to Remember from New Caprica - Kara/Laura
Author: butchon
Title: A Thing to Remember from New Caprica
Pairing: Kara/ Laura
Rating: NC- 17
Summary: Kara takes Laura to her secret happy-place on New Caprica
Laura leaned on the tent’s opening, holding the fabric for the kids to get in.
In the past few months she developed a habit of doing so. She would smile to the weary parents on their way to work, and they would nod to her with appreciation in their eyes. But frankly, that was not her reason for doing so. Or at least, as Laura told herself, she had an incentive.
And right on time, like a tauron clock, her incentive appeared. Kara Thrace walked down the dusty street, looking like sin. The months of hard, physical work shaped her muscles even more, and they were moving under her skin like those of a wild cat.
Her tight shirt was moist and clung to her body, making her curves much more visible than her military uniform ever did. Her hair was wet, and blond locks were streaming down her neck.
She walked like she owned the planet, with that infamous hint of a smile that always made Laura wonder whether she was pleased with her morning bath, or she knew all about her secret admirer.
“Good morning, Kara.”
“Good morning Laura.” With those words she passed the tent, leaving Laura to look at her rear. Laura sighed and went inside the tent. She had a lesson to teach. Just like every morning.
“So tell me, Kara, why do you always look so pleased after your shower? From my experience with the communal showers, there is barely enough water pressure to wash your hair and the water is never hot enough.”
It was about time they actually talked. Even if it was small talk. Their morning politeness was just boring. Laura didn’t ask herself why she wanted to talk to Kara.
“Oh, that. I’m just going to have to show you, if you can keep a secret.” Kara’s smile was now wide and brightened her face.
“I believe I can do that.” Laura smiled back at her.
“All right. I’m leaving at six a.m. I’ll come and pick you up next Saturday, you’d better join me on your free day.”
Six a.m. was never a good time for Laura. The girl must be kidding. Laura smiled her cynical smile. “Sure, great. See you then.”
She nodded and turned into the tent. There was an unexplained knot forming in her stomach, and she had to take few deep breathes before starting the lesson.
Laura was still asleep when Kara came to pick her up.
“Morning! I wasn’t expecting to wake you up... I’ll wait right here. But don’t take you’re time.”
Laura wasn’t excepting her either, really. As the week progressed, she convinced herself that the girl was only joking. It was six a.m. on her free day, gods damn it. But she did agree to join her, and she was right there.
She decided to wake up and come. She was a woman of her word. It did bother her, though, that Kara was sitting right there, observing her morning grumpiness. She was not a morning person, and needed to collect herself before seeing other people.
This was just too intimate for her to share with Kara, and the need to give it up and be nice to someone before she brushed her teeth was actually making her even grumpier. More then that, Kara was obviously finding it hilarious, since she was fascinated with Laura’s behavior, her eyes round like she’d never seen morning grumpiness. Laura got out of her bed, and ignored Kara until she was ready to leave.
Kara wasn’t holding any towel or soap, so she assumed that the good mood had nothing to do with an actual shower. They strolled down the streets, making awkward small talk. But as they reached the edges of the city’s tent streets, Kara just kept walking into the woods.
Dear gods, she’s going to take me to the stream. A dip in the frozen water of New Caprica at six a.m. was not on Laura’s menu. She kept walking after Kara for a while longer, but as she realized that the stream was indeed farther from the city at six a.m. then it was in the afternoon, and that she was definitely not going to dip in the water, she stopped.
“Kara, I’m not going to get into the stream. And besides, I didn’t bring any towel.” She cleverly ignored the fact that neither did Kara.
Kara snorted. “Really. You trusted me with the Arrow of Apollo, but you don’t trust me with this? I have no intention of dipping in the stream.”
The Arrow of Apollo. Laura could still feel the sting of rejection that she felt when Kara came back with it, though she couldn’t really explain why. Maybe she expected something else said between them, anything more then just the arrow dropping, and the quick falling into Lee’s arms.
Kara refused to tell her anything else about the place they were going to, or what they were about to do. Laura wasn’t used to being left in the dark. But much to her surprise, she trusted Kara and didn’t mind at all. No, she was flattered that this young woman was planning to surprise her. She smiled to herself and kept walking, trying to guess where they’re headed.
“Watch out, it’s steep.” Kara was very careful now, walking slowly, making sure that Laura would see exactly where she put her feet on the ground. If she jumped a little she would stop, offering her hand to Laura.
Laura was sure that she could mange that, but she preferred not to risk it. She gripped Kara and used her stability as an anchor. At the end of the slope, though, she lost her balance and landed right into Kara’s arms.
Kara gripped her close for stability, holding her weight with those strong arms of hers. Laura’s hart was racing like crazy as she could feel her muscles tightening to absorb her fall. A little voice escaped her and she froze, confused, her face only inches from Kara’s.
Her lips were so close to Kara’s and she could smell her scent of rich, fertile land.
A sudden urge to kiss her overwhelmed Laura, along with a strong feeling that this wasn’t right.
In a matter of seconds she would have, unable to resist.
“Are you alright?” Kara asked with concern, breaking the moment. She didn’t want Laura to kiss her.
“Oh, yes, I just hurt myself a little.” Laura was thankful that she saved her the embarrassment.
Kara kept holding her a little while longer, allowing her to retrieve her balance slowly, to check that she really wasn’t hurt. Stepping back from her was difficult, her body heat was so comforting in the cool morning air and yet Laura felt an urge to push her away from her.
What am I doing here, exactly? Laura couldn’t avoid this question. What is it that I want?
They were never good friends, and this surprise seemed like too much of an effort to begin a friendship. On the other hand, Kara was obviously not interested in her otherwise.
A few months ago she would have suspected that Kara was trying to get something from her, but now there was nothing for her to give. And then they arrived at the stream. The view was breathtaking.
A valley was stretched all the way to the horizon, green and promising. A thin layer of mist seemed to divide the valley into heaven and earth. The view calmed Laura down. She decided that she was going to enjoy the morning the best she could.
Kara kept walking, until they have arrived to a big shrub. She pulled it aside, and revealed an opening.
“How on kobol did you find that?” asked Laura.
“Well, I guess I’m just talented this way.” Smiled Kara, and waited for Laura to step inside. Laura ducked, but once she was inside she saw that the cave was big enough for standing.
Kara followed her, and the shrub covered the entry. It was humid and too dark to see. “Don’t worry, there will be light soon. Here,” she held Laura and guided her inside. Laura skin burned where Kara’s hands touched her, but she kept walking carefully. “There’s a turn here,” said Kara after a while, and Laura thought that she could actually see it.
As they moved forward there was an increasing amount of light, until they reached its source. There was a large crack at the top of the cave, and at this time of the day, the rays were hitting the cave walls. But that wasn’t what drew Laura’s attention.
In the middle of the cave there was a large pool of steamy hot water.
“Oh my gods! That is beautiful!”
Kara turned to her, a joker’s smile on her face. “Isn’t it?” she walked to the pool’s edge, and turned around. “Are you coming?” she asked, and with one smooth movement took off her top, revealing her perfect breasts to Laura’s un-expecting eyes.
Laura froze, overwhelmed. She couldn’t move, couldn’t say anything. She felt like a deer in front of a truck. After a very long silence in her head, all she could accomplish was try not to stare! Dear gods.
She felt awkward and exposed.
“Okay. I get it. You’re not used to undressing in front of people. Should have thought about that. I’ll turn around and wait until you’re in the water, okay?” Kara was offering her an out, and she took it.
“That would be nice.” She could have sworn her voice broke. Like a teenage boy. She wanted to smack herself on the head. She quickly undressed and escaped into the water, avoiding eye contact with Kara who was now taking of her pants.
The water was so hot, that it took her few minutes to get used to it, since she nearly jumped in. But Kara took her time with getting in, all the while telling Laura how she found the place.
When she was finally rested safely in the water, she hummed her satisfaction. “Isn’t it the best you’ve felt in weeks?”
Laura quickly assessed the situation, and despite her inconvenience, she couldn’t disagree.
Kara leaned her head back on the rocks, revealing her throat, and rested for a while, her toes appearing. Her toes are so cute... thought Laura while luxuriating in the water herself. The chill that she felt was replaced by cradling warmness, her muscles were unclenching. “It’s perfect, Kara. Thank you.”
Kara opened one lazy eye. “Oh, and that’s not even all of it.”
“Really? What else do you have planned?” but Kara closed her eye and said nothing more.
A blissfully long time had past, and the sun-rays were now right on the pool. Kara moved, and Laura opened her eyes. She leaned her body completely into the water, wetting her hair, and then stood back up again. Little streams of water were pouring down from her hair to her arms, her neck, down the muscle curves of her stomach.
The steam, now visible with direct light, was petting her body on his way up. She looked like a goddess, and Laura was almost ready to worship her. “So, I have some of that great plant soap that Ellen Tigh is making. And, I have this.” She reached behind the rocks, taking out the jar of soap, and some big round things.
“What is that?” asked Laura as Kara got mostly back into the water. “It’s some kind of a fruit, I think, but its insides feel like a sponge. It’s really great.” She put a generous amount of soap on the sponge and past it to Laura. It was stiffer then sponge, but it was a luxury to rub the soap into her skin with something other then her fingers.
“Here, let me rub your back.”
Gods damn those military people and their communal showers. Didn’t they consider it to be a personal, intimate thing to rub someone’s back?
But Laura turned around and stood up. She held tight to the rocks behind her, not trusting her hands not to falter.
Kara approached her, and began rubbing her back in strong, slow strokes. Laura’s pulse was racing, and she couldn’t quite still her breathing. If Kara felt it, though, she was kind enough to ignore it.
When she was finished, she put the sponge aside, and poured water on Laura’s back. “You’re back is so tense” she said, rubbing Laura’s shoulders. Laura moaned with pleasure. “I know. I’m really good at it. We used to bet on it in the academy, when we were poor, and I was still learning to play full colors.”
And she kept rubbing for a while, until she couldn’t ignore Laura’s quivers. Her hands began stroking her neck and Laura trembled. She really couldn’t take it any more. She wanted to stop Kara, undo what was happening. Take back her obvious, splayed out desire.
This was too intimate. Too exposing. Kara moved closer to her, hugging her from behind. The sensation of her wet, strong body made Laura dizzy. Her resistance circuits fried in an instant and she just gave up under the attack on her privacy.
Kara’s hands were all over her, stroking her shoulders, her collar bone. She kissed her neck gently when her hands slid under Laura’s, hovering at the delicate skin just under her breasts. Laura was holding the rocks so hard her fingers were white, but she couldn’t move, wouldn’t do anything that would stop Kara.
She was breathing hard, and moaned as Kara cupped her.
Kara smiled. “Oh, I agree. This should have happened a long time ago.” And with those words she pinched Laura’s nipple.
Laura jerked back into her arms, her head thrown back on Kara’s shoulder. Kara nibbled her throat, her hands never stopping her assault on Laura’s breasts. Laura moaned loudly, and her moans were echoed in the cave, much to Kara’s delight.
“My gods, you’re vocal.” She groaned. “I love it.” Her hand slipped down Laura’s stomach, down in between her legs, requesting access. Laura shifted her legs apart, and her knees almost failed her when Kara’s fingers began teasing her, stroking her lips.
“Lean back on me, I’ve got you.” she whispered, and Laura did. Kara held her tight with one hand, the other forming smaller and smaller circles, ultimately reaching her target. Laura quivered and clenched Kara’s thigh with such force that she flinched, yet her fingers never stopped circling. Kara bit her shoulder hard, and didn’t let go. She was at her mercy, and the thought was frightening and exciting at once.
Laura didn’t know how long it had been, but she was so close, she could feel the orgasm building inside her. So close, but nowhere near. She needed more contact. She needed Kara inside her. And by now, Kara probably figured it out for herself. But she didn’t do anything to help Laura and Laura wasn’t about to ask.
She couldn’t, and Kara was counting on that. She kept torturing Laura, listening to her moans and gasps change, becoming more carnal, more desperate. Laura’s fingers on her thigh drew blood, and the hot water burned into Kara.
Eventually, she relented. She nibbled Laura’s earlobe, and mumbled “Lean forward.” Laura gripped the rocks again, and Kara stopped.
“Oh, gods, yes! Oh, yes!” the cry reaped from Laura’s chest with such force, that she couldn’t tone it down when Kara’s fingers slammed into her, three at once.
Her voice broke as her muscles clenched around Kara’s fingers, her body thrusting forcefully against her, setting a nearly impossible rhythm. She cried out loud with each thrust, so incredibly close.
“You’re going to come. I know. Now” And then Kara’s other hand circled her clit, ever so gently, and sent her far, far over the edge with a cry that shook both of them to the core.
Kara loved to be held afterwards, but she wasn’t so sure about Laura. She gave her few seconds to collect herself, moving backwards. Laura didn’t move. She didn’t even leave the edge of the pool. “Well, that wasn’t so bad, if I may say so myself.” At this Laura turned around.
Her eyes were very dark. “This was a set-up.” She said. Kara’s grin widened for a second. It’s not every day that you get to set up a former president of the colonies. But her grin faded away quickly. Laura was serious. She swallowed hard.
“It was.” Kara admitted her guilt. She remembered why Laura was so feared, even by her. She instinctively took a step back.
Laura took a step forward. “I don’t appreciate being set up, Kara. Not at all.”
Shit shit shit… was all Kara could think. She never thought that Laura would be so angry about it. Never thought that Laura wouldn’t appreciate the game. She was way out of her comfort zone, her insecurity reveled.
This time, for some reason, she couldn’t shake off what she’d done. She was shocked to realize that she was showing her soft belly. Oh my gods, this was more then a frack to me. Realization hit her like a punch in the stomach. She took another step back.
“Laura..”
“No.” Laura’s voice was vary quiet, but frightening. Kara stopped talking. “You’ve been planning this for months now.”
Hoping, Kara wanted to say. I was hoping for this. But she couldn’t.
“You thought that you had it all figured out, didn’t you? You thought that you could push me into this, and it would be fun.”
Kara was already with her back to the edge, but Laura kept taking little steps closer and closer to her, oblivious to the fact that she was naked. Kara, however, was not, much to her embarrassment. “But this isn’t going to fly, Kara. Not with me.”
Kara was sure that the pun was not intended.
“Now, get up.”
Kara stood up, and found herself only inches away from Laura’s face. Laura’s tone dropped low, and her words were almost a whisper. “Because I, for once, am going to get back at you.”
And before Kara’s mind realized what her intentions were, Laura was biting her neck hard. Kara yelped in surprise, but Laura didn’t stop. Her hand grabbed Kara’s hair, and she pulled her head back, further exposing her throat to the attack. She kept biting and sucking Kara’s neck aggressively and her other hand slid down her back, grabbing her ass and forcing her closer with her nails.
Kara’s hands slid to Laura’s waist, but she pulled her hair harder as she hissed
“Keep your hands to yourself.”
Kara quivered as the words hit her right there. She didn’t see it coming from Laura. Didn’t suspect her ability to be so sexually dominant. And she liked it.
“Now focus, because I am going to teach you a lesson,” Laura whispered into her ear, biting her earlobe. Her lips brushed against Kara’s, teasing her, but when Kara tried to deepen the kiss Laura pulled her hair beck.
It was Laura’s game now, and Kara could only tag along. When this point was clear, Laura kissed her forcefully, her tongue taking claim of her mouth, her teeth biting hard into her lips. Kara moaned at the sensation, and Laura caressed her cheek ever so gently.
“Good girl” she said. Her hand strolled down, stroking Kara’s neck, her shoulder, her collarbone. She cupped her breasts and began molesting her nipple. She followed her hand with her lips, all the way down to Kara’s other nipple, sucking and biting it, while she pulled Kara’s head back again, making her lose some of her balance.
Kara’s body was shaking with desire and with the control it took to follow Laura’s orders and keep her hands to herself. They tickled with a need to feel her body, to get some anchorage, and she clasped them behind her back, in a mock “attention” stance.
Laura moved lower, circling her abdominal muscles with her tongue, teasing her.
“Sit down” she ordered.
Kara set on the edge of the pool, leaning backwards her head thrown back as Laura slipped between her knees. Kara moaned when her tongue slipped between her lips, tasting her.
She explored every inch of skin, lapping and gently biting her. Kara was lost in space before Laura even touched her clit, and when she did the cry of pleasure and relief was ripped out of her chest.
But Laura was not ready to give her the release she so desperately needed just yet. She continued torturing her, stopping whenever Kara was so close she could feel the orgasm’s taste in her mouth, until Kara couldn’t take it anymore.
“Please, Laura, please now,” she begged her, her voice faltering. Laura slipped one finger inside her, pressed just the right spot, and sucked her in, circling her clit with her tongue.
Kara’s world broke into a million little pieces as she came, her cry of pleasure so loud it rang in her ears. She slipped back into the water and drew Laura next to her, resting her head on her shoulder.
They stayed like that a blissfully long time, saying nothing.
Title: A Thing to Remember from New Caprica
Pairing: Kara/ Laura
Rating: NC- 17
Summary: Kara takes Laura to her secret happy-place on New Caprica
Laura leaned on the tent’s opening, holding the fabric for the kids to get in.
In the past few months she developed a habit of doing so. She would smile to the weary parents on their way to work, and they would nod to her with appreciation in their eyes. But frankly, that was not her reason for doing so. Or at least, as Laura told herself, she had an incentive.
And right on time, like a tauron clock, her incentive appeared. Kara Thrace walked down the dusty street, looking like sin. The months of hard, physical work shaped her muscles even more, and they were moving under her skin like those of a wild cat.
Her tight shirt was moist and clung to her body, making her curves much more visible than her military uniform ever did. Her hair was wet, and blond locks were streaming down her neck.
She walked like she owned the planet, with that infamous hint of a smile that always made Laura wonder whether she was pleased with her morning bath, or she knew all about her secret admirer.
“Good morning, Kara.”
“Good morning Laura.” With those words she passed the tent, leaving Laura to look at her rear. Laura sighed and went inside the tent. She had a lesson to teach. Just like every morning.
“So tell me, Kara, why do you always look so pleased after your shower? From my experience with the communal showers, there is barely enough water pressure to wash your hair and the water is never hot enough.”
It was about time they actually talked. Even if it was small talk. Their morning politeness was just boring. Laura didn’t ask herself why she wanted to talk to Kara.
“Oh, that. I’m just going to have to show you, if you can keep a secret.” Kara’s smile was now wide and brightened her face.
“I believe I can do that.” Laura smiled back at her.
“All right. I’m leaving at six a.m. I’ll come and pick you up next Saturday, you’d better join me on your free day.”
Six a.m. was never a good time for Laura. The girl must be kidding. Laura smiled her cynical smile. “Sure, great. See you then.”
She nodded and turned into the tent. There was an unexplained knot forming in her stomach, and she had to take few deep breathes before starting the lesson.
Laura was still asleep when Kara came to pick her up.
“Morning! I wasn’t expecting to wake you up... I’ll wait right here. But don’t take you’re time.”
Laura wasn’t excepting her either, really. As the week progressed, she convinced herself that the girl was only joking. It was six a.m. on her free day, gods damn it. But she did agree to join her, and she was right there.
She decided to wake up and come. She was a woman of her word. It did bother her, though, that Kara was sitting right there, observing her morning grumpiness. She was not a morning person, and needed to collect herself before seeing other people.
This was just too intimate for her to share with Kara, and the need to give it up and be nice to someone before she brushed her teeth was actually making her even grumpier. More then that, Kara was obviously finding it hilarious, since she was fascinated with Laura’s behavior, her eyes round like she’d never seen morning grumpiness. Laura got out of her bed, and ignored Kara until she was ready to leave.
Kara wasn’t holding any towel or soap, so she assumed that the good mood had nothing to do with an actual shower. They strolled down the streets, making awkward small talk. But as they reached the edges of the city’s tent streets, Kara just kept walking into the woods.
Dear gods, she’s going to take me to the stream. A dip in the frozen water of New Caprica at six a.m. was not on Laura’s menu. She kept walking after Kara for a while longer, but as she realized that the stream was indeed farther from the city at six a.m. then it was in the afternoon, and that she was definitely not going to dip in the water, she stopped.
“Kara, I’m not going to get into the stream. And besides, I didn’t bring any towel.” She cleverly ignored the fact that neither did Kara.
Kara snorted. “Really. You trusted me with the Arrow of Apollo, but you don’t trust me with this? I have no intention of dipping in the stream.”
The Arrow of Apollo. Laura could still feel the sting of rejection that she felt when Kara came back with it, though she couldn’t really explain why. Maybe she expected something else said between them, anything more then just the arrow dropping, and the quick falling into Lee’s arms.
Kara refused to tell her anything else about the place they were going to, or what they were about to do. Laura wasn’t used to being left in the dark. But much to her surprise, she trusted Kara and didn’t mind at all. No, she was flattered that this young woman was planning to surprise her. She smiled to herself and kept walking, trying to guess where they’re headed.
“Watch out, it’s steep.” Kara was very careful now, walking slowly, making sure that Laura would see exactly where she put her feet on the ground. If she jumped a little she would stop, offering her hand to Laura.
Laura was sure that she could mange that, but she preferred not to risk it. She gripped Kara and used her stability as an anchor. At the end of the slope, though, she lost her balance and landed right into Kara’s arms.
Kara gripped her close for stability, holding her weight with those strong arms of hers. Laura’s hart was racing like crazy as she could feel her muscles tightening to absorb her fall. A little voice escaped her and she froze, confused, her face only inches from Kara’s.
Her lips were so close to Kara’s and she could smell her scent of rich, fertile land.
A sudden urge to kiss her overwhelmed Laura, along with a strong feeling that this wasn’t right.
In a matter of seconds she would have, unable to resist.
“Are you alright?” Kara asked with concern, breaking the moment. She didn’t want Laura to kiss her.
“Oh, yes, I just hurt myself a little.” Laura was thankful that she saved her the embarrassment.
Kara kept holding her a little while longer, allowing her to retrieve her balance slowly, to check that she really wasn’t hurt. Stepping back from her was difficult, her body heat was so comforting in the cool morning air and yet Laura felt an urge to push her away from her.
What am I doing here, exactly? Laura couldn’t avoid this question. What is it that I want?
They were never good friends, and this surprise seemed like too much of an effort to begin a friendship. On the other hand, Kara was obviously not interested in her otherwise.
A few months ago she would have suspected that Kara was trying to get something from her, but now there was nothing for her to give. And then they arrived at the stream. The view was breathtaking.
A valley was stretched all the way to the horizon, green and promising. A thin layer of mist seemed to divide the valley into heaven and earth. The view calmed Laura down. She decided that she was going to enjoy the morning the best she could.
Kara kept walking, until they have arrived to a big shrub. She pulled it aside, and revealed an opening.
“How on kobol did you find that?” asked Laura.
“Well, I guess I’m just talented this way.” Smiled Kara, and waited for Laura to step inside. Laura ducked, but once she was inside she saw that the cave was big enough for standing.
Kara followed her, and the shrub covered the entry. It was humid and too dark to see. “Don’t worry, there will be light soon. Here,” she held Laura and guided her inside. Laura skin burned where Kara’s hands touched her, but she kept walking carefully. “There’s a turn here,” said Kara after a while, and Laura thought that she could actually see it.
As they moved forward there was an increasing amount of light, until they reached its source. There was a large crack at the top of the cave, and at this time of the day, the rays were hitting the cave walls. But that wasn’t what drew Laura’s attention.
In the middle of the cave there was a large pool of steamy hot water.
“Oh my gods! That is beautiful!”
Kara turned to her, a joker’s smile on her face. “Isn’t it?” she walked to the pool’s edge, and turned around. “Are you coming?” she asked, and with one smooth movement took off her top, revealing her perfect breasts to Laura’s un-expecting eyes.
Laura froze, overwhelmed. She couldn’t move, couldn’t say anything. She felt like a deer in front of a truck. After a very long silence in her head, all she could accomplish was try not to stare! Dear gods.
She felt awkward and exposed.
“Okay. I get it. You’re not used to undressing in front of people. Should have thought about that. I’ll turn around and wait until you’re in the water, okay?” Kara was offering her an out, and she took it.
“That would be nice.” She could have sworn her voice broke. Like a teenage boy. She wanted to smack herself on the head. She quickly undressed and escaped into the water, avoiding eye contact with Kara who was now taking of her pants.
The water was so hot, that it took her few minutes to get used to it, since she nearly jumped in. But Kara took her time with getting in, all the while telling Laura how she found the place.
When she was finally rested safely in the water, she hummed her satisfaction. “Isn’t it the best you’ve felt in weeks?”
Laura quickly assessed the situation, and despite her inconvenience, she couldn’t disagree.
Kara leaned her head back on the rocks, revealing her throat, and rested for a while, her toes appearing. Her toes are so cute... thought Laura while luxuriating in the water herself. The chill that she felt was replaced by cradling warmness, her muscles were unclenching. “It’s perfect, Kara. Thank you.”
Kara opened one lazy eye. “Oh, and that’s not even all of it.”
“Really? What else do you have planned?” but Kara closed her eye and said nothing more.
A blissfully long time had past, and the sun-rays were now right on the pool. Kara moved, and Laura opened her eyes. She leaned her body completely into the water, wetting her hair, and then stood back up again. Little streams of water were pouring down from her hair to her arms, her neck, down the muscle curves of her stomach.
The steam, now visible with direct light, was petting her body on his way up. She looked like a goddess, and Laura was almost ready to worship her. “So, I have some of that great plant soap that Ellen Tigh is making. And, I have this.” She reached behind the rocks, taking out the jar of soap, and some big round things.
“What is that?” asked Laura as Kara got mostly back into the water. “It’s some kind of a fruit, I think, but its insides feel like a sponge. It’s really great.” She put a generous amount of soap on the sponge and past it to Laura. It was stiffer then sponge, but it was a luxury to rub the soap into her skin with something other then her fingers.
“Here, let me rub your back.”
Gods damn those military people and their communal showers. Didn’t they consider it to be a personal, intimate thing to rub someone’s back?
But Laura turned around and stood up. She held tight to the rocks behind her, not trusting her hands not to falter.
Kara approached her, and began rubbing her back in strong, slow strokes. Laura’s pulse was racing, and she couldn’t quite still her breathing. If Kara felt it, though, she was kind enough to ignore it.
When she was finished, she put the sponge aside, and poured water on Laura’s back. “You’re back is so tense” she said, rubbing Laura’s shoulders. Laura moaned with pleasure. “I know. I’m really good at it. We used to bet on it in the academy, when we were poor, and I was still learning to play full colors.”
And she kept rubbing for a while, until she couldn’t ignore Laura’s quivers. Her hands began stroking her neck and Laura trembled. She really couldn’t take it any more. She wanted to stop Kara, undo what was happening. Take back her obvious, splayed out desire.
This was too intimate. Too exposing. Kara moved closer to her, hugging her from behind. The sensation of her wet, strong body made Laura dizzy. Her resistance circuits fried in an instant and she just gave up under the attack on her privacy.
Kara’s hands were all over her, stroking her shoulders, her collar bone. She kissed her neck gently when her hands slid under Laura’s, hovering at the delicate skin just under her breasts. Laura was holding the rocks so hard her fingers were white, but she couldn’t move, wouldn’t do anything that would stop Kara.
She was breathing hard, and moaned as Kara cupped her.
Kara smiled. “Oh, I agree. This should have happened a long time ago.” And with those words she pinched Laura’s nipple.
Laura jerked back into her arms, her head thrown back on Kara’s shoulder. Kara nibbled her throat, her hands never stopping her assault on Laura’s breasts. Laura moaned loudly, and her moans were echoed in the cave, much to Kara’s delight.
“My gods, you’re vocal.” She groaned. “I love it.” Her hand slipped down Laura’s stomach, down in between her legs, requesting access. Laura shifted her legs apart, and her knees almost failed her when Kara’s fingers began teasing her, stroking her lips.
“Lean back on me, I’ve got you.” she whispered, and Laura did. Kara held her tight with one hand, the other forming smaller and smaller circles, ultimately reaching her target. Laura quivered and clenched Kara’s thigh with such force that she flinched, yet her fingers never stopped circling. Kara bit her shoulder hard, and didn’t let go. She was at her mercy, and the thought was frightening and exciting at once.
Laura didn’t know how long it had been, but she was so close, she could feel the orgasm building inside her. So close, but nowhere near. She needed more contact. She needed Kara inside her. And by now, Kara probably figured it out for herself. But she didn’t do anything to help Laura and Laura wasn’t about to ask.
She couldn’t, and Kara was counting on that. She kept torturing Laura, listening to her moans and gasps change, becoming more carnal, more desperate. Laura’s fingers on her thigh drew blood, and the hot water burned into Kara.
Eventually, she relented. She nibbled Laura’s earlobe, and mumbled “Lean forward.” Laura gripped the rocks again, and Kara stopped.
“Oh, gods, yes! Oh, yes!” the cry reaped from Laura’s chest with such force, that she couldn’t tone it down when Kara’s fingers slammed into her, three at once.
Her voice broke as her muscles clenched around Kara’s fingers, her body thrusting forcefully against her, setting a nearly impossible rhythm. She cried out loud with each thrust, so incredibly close.
“You’re going to come. I know. Now” And then Kara’s other hand circled her clit, ever so gently, and sent her far, far over the edge with a cry that shook both of them to the core.
Kara loved to be held afterwards, but she wasn’t so sure about Laura. She gave her few seconds to collect herself, moving backwards. Laura didn’t move. She didn’t even leave the edge of the pool. “Well, that wasn’t so bad, if I may say so myself.” At this Laura turned around.
Her eyes were very dark. “This was a set-up.” She said. Kara’s grin widened for a second. It’s not every day that you get to set up a former president of the colonies. But her grin faded away quickly. Laura was serious. She swallowed hard.
“It was.” Kara admitted her guilt. She remembered why Laura was so feared, even by her. She instinctively took a step back.
Laura took a step forward. “I don’t appreciate being set up, Kara. Not at all.”
Shit shit shit… was all Kara could think. She never thought that Laura would be so angry about it. Never thought that Laura wouldn’t appreciate the game. She was way out of her comfort zone, her insecurity reveled.
This time, for some reason, she couldn’t shake off what she’d done. She was shocked to realize that she was showing her soft belly. Oh my gods, this was more then a frack to me. Realization hit her like a punch in the stomach. She took another step back.
“Laura..”
“No.” Laura’s voice was vary quiet, but frightening. Kara stopped talking. “You’ve been planning this for months now.”
Hoping, Kara wanted to say. I was hoping for this. But she couldn’t.
“You thought that you had it all figured out, didn’t you? You thought that you could push me into this, and it would be fun.”
Kara was already with her back to the edge, but Laura kept taking little steps closer and closer to her, oblivious to the fact that she was naked. Kara, however, was not, much to her embarrassment. “But this isn’t going to fly, Kara. Not with me.”
Kara was sure that the pun was not intended.
“Now, get up.”
Kara stood up, and found herself only inches away from Laura’s face. Laura’s tone dropped low, and her words were almost a whisper. “Because I, for once, am going to get back at you.”
And before Kara’s mind realized what her intentions were, Laura was biting her neck hard. Kara yelped in surprise, but Laura didn’t stop. Her hand grabbed Kara’s hair, and she pulled her head back, further exposing her throat to the attack. She kept biting and sucking Kara’s neck aggressively and her other hand slid down her back, grabbing her ass and forcing her closer with her nails.
Kara’s hands slid to Laura’s waist, but she pulled her hair harder as she hissed
“Keep your hands to yourself.”
Kara quivered as the words hit her right there. She didn’t see it coming from Laura. Didn’t suspect her ability to be so sexually dominant. And she liked it.
“Now focus, because I am going to teach you a lesson,” Laura whispered into her ear, biting her earlobe. Her lips brushed against Kara’s, teasing her, but when Kara tried to deepen the kiss Laura pulled her hair beck.
It was Laura’s game now, and Kara could only tag along. When this point was clear, Laura kissed her forcefully, her tongue taking claim of her mouth, her teeth biting hard into her lips. Kara moaned at the sensation, and Laura caressed her cheek ever so gently.
“Good girl” she said. Her hand strolled down, stroking Kara’s neck, her shoulder, her collarbone. She cupped her breasts and began molesting her nipple. She followed her hand with her lips, all the way down to Kara’s other nipple, sucking and biting it, while she pulled Kara’s head back again, making her lose some of her balance.
Kara’s body was shaking with desire and with the control it took to follow Laura’s orders and keep her hands to herself. They tickled with a need to feel her body, to get some anchorage, and she clasped them behind her back, in a mock “attention” stance.
Laura moved lower, circling her abdominal muscles with her tongue, teasing her.
“Sit down” she ordered.
Kara set on the edge of the pool, leaning backwards her head thrown back as Laura slipped between her knees. Kara moaned when her tongue slipped between her lips, tasting her.
She explored every inch of skin, lapping and gently biting her. Kara was lost in space before Laura even touched her clit, and when she did the cry of pleasure and relief was ripped out of her chest.
But Laura was not ready to give her the release she so desperately needed just yet. She continued torturing her, stopping whenever Kara was so close she could feel the orgasm’s taste in her mouth, until Kara couldn’t take it anymore.
“Please, Laura, please now,” she begged her, her voice faltering. Laura slipped one finger inside her, pressed just the right spot, and sucked her in, circling her clit with her tongue.
Kara’s world broke into a million little pieces as she came, her cry of pleasure so loud it rang in her ears. She slipped back into the water and drew Laura next to her, resting her head on her shoulder.
They stayed like that a blissfully long time, saying nothing.