Title: Fleet Issue
Author:
icedteainthebagSummary: Laura's fallen in love.
Pairing: Laura/solo with a dose of Adama!love
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 890
Kink: fleet tank fetish, ok!?
Notes: For
bsg_kink's fetish week. No self-indulgence here. Nope. Not at all.
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Laura hates to admit she's fallen in love. )
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mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Ok, I might have enjoyed this fic a liiiiiitle too much, lol.
Sweet, HOT, funny and OMG the toothbrush line, PRICELESS.
♥ ♥ ♥ <--- editted for slight fail
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Oh, Gods, fleet tanks... ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Glad I could brighten your weekend. ;)
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This was very very hot and funny all at the same time :)
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AHAHAHAHA! That's SO true!
Gods, those arms that she just wants to dig her fingernails into and hold on for dear life while he fraks the living daylights out of her...
We don't blame you, Laura. NOT AT ALL.
So one day while Bill's off admiraling
Best. Verb. Ever.
It literally frakking smells like Bill--his cologne, his skin, a hint of his sweat.
Oh, delicious! Mmm...Bill smell. Which sounds pretty good to me, unlike SOME PEOPLE who think he'd smell of "old man smell." ;-)
She grips his tank as she teases herself, tracing, swirling and dipping, causing tiny earthquakes under her fingers.
Oooh, yeah, I love "tiny earthquakes." Brilliant.
Laura cries out through gritted teeth as her orgasm hits her suddenly, her hips arching off the mattress, the tank still balled in her fist. Her scent and his scent commingled, she breathes in, ( ... )
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