Fic: Attorney Client Privilege
Title: Attorney Client Privilege
Author: Major Fischer
Universe: Battlestar Galactica/The West Wing Crossover
Pairings: Laura Roslin/Jordan Kendall
Rating: NC-17 PWP
Notes: Entirely missfoxie's fault who requested Roslin/Kendall smut. This is one of two approximately 500 word ficlets pairing Laura Roslin with Jordan Kendall (played by Joanna Gleason), and expert on international law who first appears in the third season episode "Bartlet for America". This is completely unrelated to my more standard BSG/TWW crossover The Black Ships. My first attempt at smut.
Summary: The Dictator and her Lawyer
Dr. Jordan Kendall leaned down and kissed Laura Roslin on the mouth before she began to chide her. “Do you have any idea how many provisions of the Geneva Conventions you violated today?”
The Colonial President just smiled and ran her hands along Jordan’s slender naked frame, “I didn’t sign the Geneva Conventions, and besides, that’s why I have you as my lawyer.”
“Oh, so I’m your lawyer now? I thought I was your lover.”
“A little bit of both.”
“Does that mean you’ll actually start to listen to me?”
“I always listen.”
“And than you do what you want anyway.” The Washington lawyer climbed on top of the President, undisturbed in her bedroom on Colonial One.
“I do what I have to do.”
Jordan got a wicked little smile on her face, “Well than, I’m going to do what I have to do.” She began to kiss along Laura’s neck, and chest, biting likely on the tops of her breasts before continuing down her lovely body. Jordan loved the way Laura’s skin felt, the way it seemed to warm and rise to her fingers as they moved along. Reaching the end of the road she smiled at Roslin.
“I know one way to make you listen to me.”
“What is that?”
Jordan leaned down at pressed her face into Laura’s crotch, finding her clit with her tongue and taking it between her lips. She placed her hands on Roslin’s waist and tightened her grip just a bit to exert her own measure of control. She sucked the clit and ran her tongue along it until she could feel Laura’s body building towards an orgasm. Just when she thought she was on the very edge she stopped, and sat up, looking at Roslin’s face slightly contorted in sexual frustration.
“I think you’ll listen to me now.”
“I always listen, now just frak me.”
“Oh no, Laura, this is when the client listens to the lawyer.”
“Or this is when the President throws her lover out an airlock.”
“I love it when you are romantic.”
She leaned in again and began to tongue her clit again, this time letting Roslin have the orgasm, the other woman’s body rocking with the power of the slightly delayed pleasure. Laura reached her hands out and gripped the sheets tightly as if she was holding onto them for dear life through as the first waves passed over her. Just when she thought her body would calm down, Kendall began again.
“Jordan, you are a force of nature.”
“No, I’m a force of law.”
Author: Major Fischer
Universe: Battlestar Galactica/The West Wing Crossover
Pairings: Laura Roslin/Jordan Kendall
Rating: NC-17 PWP
Notes: Entirely missfoxie's fault who requested Roslin/Kendall smut. This is one of two approximately 500 word ficlets pairing Laura Roslin with Jordan Kendall (played by Joanna Gleason), and expert on international law who first appears in the third season episode "Bartlet for America". This is completely unrelated to my more standard BSG/TWW crossover The Black Ships. My first attempt at smut.
Summary: The Dictator and her Lawyer
Dr. Jordan Kendall leaned down and kissed Laura Roslin on the mouth before she began to chide her. “Do you have any idea how many provisions of the Geneva Conventions you violated today?”
The Colonial President just smiled and ran her hands along Jordan’s slender naked frame, “I didn’t sign the Geneva Conventions, and besides, that’s why I have you as my lawyer.”
“Oh, so I’m your lawyer now? I thought I was your lover.”
“A little bit of both.”
“Does that mean you’ll actually start to listen to me?”
“I always listen.”
“And than you do what you want anyway.” The Washington lawyer climbed on top of the President, undisturbed in her bedroom on Colonial One.
“I do what I have to do.”
Jordan got a wicked little smile on her face, “Well than, I’m going to do what I have to do.” She began to kiss along Laura’s neck, and chest, biting likely on the tops of her breasts before continuing down her lovely body. Jordan loved the way Laura’s skin felt, the way it seemed to warm and rise to her fingers as they moved along. Reaching the end of the road she smiled at Roslin.
“I know one way to make you listen to me.”
“What is that?”
Jordan leaned down at pressed her face into Laura’s crotch, finding her clit with her tongue and taking it between her lips. She placed her hands on Roslin’s waist and tightened her grip just a bit to exert her own measure of control. She sucked the clit and ran her tongue along it until she could feel Laura’s body building towards an orgasm. Just when she thought she was on the very edge she stopped, and sat up, looking at Roslin’s face slightly contorted in sexual frustration.
“I think you’ll listen to me now.”
“I always listen, now just frak me.”
“Oh no, Laura, this is when the client listens to the lawyer.”
“Or this is when the President throws her lover out an airlock.”
“I love it when you are romantic.”
She leaned in again and began to tongue her clit again, this time letting Roslin have the orgasm, the other woman’s body rocking with the power of the slightly delayed pleasure. Laura reached her hands out and gripped the sheets tightly as if she was holding onto them for dear life through as the first waves passed over her. Just when she thought her body would calm down, Kendall began again.
“Jordan, you are a force of nature.”
“No, I’m a force of law.”