laura/kara: the arrow of apollo
Title: Laura Fraks The Fleet
Chapter #5: The Arrow of Apollo
Pairing: Laura/Kara
Rating: MA
Word Count: 150
Spoilers: Through Kobol's Last Gleaming, Part II
Notes: I'm extremely intrigued by the dynamic between these two, being the fleet's strongest female characters, and in my opinion, this was a relationship that was poorly realized in the series. That's where I'm coming from.
Lieutenant Thrace is desperate for approval, is full of blind, mad passion. And as they exchanged the arrow--just another mission for Kara, the key to everything for Laura--she felt an unexpected spark of hope inside.
Laura walks into the officers' quarters. Kara is alone, wrapped in a towel.
"Sir?"
Laura kisses her hard, hands tangled in wet strands of hair. She yanks the towel away from Kara's body.
Kara tastes bittersweet, feels soft and intricate on her tongue. Her silky calves slide over Laura's back in long-awaited acquiescence. Kara's soft whimpers and curses under her breath set Laura on fire.
Kara bucks to her mouth, her strength unbridled. Laura grips Kara's thighs and refuses to give, sliding her tongue over delicate curves. She wants to tame her, to leave her tranquil for a brief, extraordinary moment.
When the moment comes, she's like an angel. They fall with grace.
Chapter #5: The Arrow of Apollo
Pairing: Laura/Kara
Rating: MA
Word Count: 150
Spoilers: Through Kobol's Last Gleaming, Part II
Notes: I'm extremely intrigued by the dynamic between these two, being the fleet's strongest female characters, and in my opinion, this was a relationship that was poorly realized in the series. That's where I'm coming from.
Lieutenant Thrace is desperate for approval, is full of blind, mad passion. And as they exchanged the arrow--just another mission for Kara, the key to everything for Laura--she felt an unexpected spark of hope inside.
Laura walks into the officers' quarters. Kara is alone, wrapped in a towel.
"Sir?"
Laura kisses her hard, hands tangled in wet strands of hair. She yanks the towel away from Kara's body.
Kara tastes bittersweet, feels soft and intricate on her tongue. Her silky calves slide over Laura's back in long-awaited acquiescence. Kara's soft whimpers and curses under her breath set Laura on fire.
Kara bucks to her mouth, her strength unbridled. Laura grips Kara's thighs and refuses to give, sliding her tongue over delicate curves. She wants to tame her, to leave her tranquil for a brief, extraordinary moment.
When the moment comes, she's like an angel. They fall with grace.