Title: Silent Musings
Author: meganlynn
Pairing: Lee/Kara
Rating: T for implied sex
Spoilers: Vague one for 2.05.
Disclaimer: They do not belong to me. I just borrowed them.
Summary: She wondered why it bothered her that he was silent.
He could spend hours exploring Kara's body, given the chance. Even with the shorten time that they had, he spent as much time as she would allow just staring at the inches that made up her smooth skin. When she became antsy with all the staring, he used his mouth to explore instead. She seemed to enjoy that, and so did he. He was fascinated with her breasts, as were most men, and her firm, but not completely flat, stomach. He found two scars there that he knew weren't there not too long ago. He looked up at her but looked back quickly. He softly ran his fingertip along both scars, separately. When she felt him do so a second time, she looked down. She moved against him when she saw what he was doing. Without a word, or a glance up, he moved on.
She never truly enjoyed foreplay, it took too long with the men she was with before. But, like everything else with Lee, it was different. She didn't like that he stared so much at her, she would rather he admire her more physically. He got the clue and did so. When he paused, she knew why, and waited. He would no doubt have questions. All she felt was his finger tracing the scars. She'd rather he asked what they were from. She looked down and wiggled her body to get his attention. She was about to tell him to stop when he started kissing a progressive path downwards. She laid her head back and felt tears prick at her eyes. She wondered why it bothered her that he was silent.
Before he went too far, he stopped to look up at her. She was completely still, more so then before he saw her scars. He moved up her body to kiss her mouth. She clawed at his back and kissed him back possessively. He wondered why that bothered him.
Taking a breath, she started to say something. But it wouldn't come out. She shook her head and flipped him onto his back. When frakking, she never cared much for talking. With him, she craved for it to be different.
Afterwards, collapsed on his chest, she moved to roll off him. Instead, he rolled her onto her back, and stared at her. He gently kissed her and moved down her body again. She felt his hand smooth her stomach, and jumped a bit when she felt his mouth skim her scars. Again, tears pricked her eyes. He came back up and cupped her cheek. With a gentle kiss to her forehead, he gathered her in his arms. Legs tangled, he searched for the discarded blanket on the bunk. Pulling it over them, she took a deep breath. He was still silent.
"It happened on Caprica."
Without hesitation, he answered, "You were captured." Both knew it wasn't a question, because there was no other answer. She nodded against his shoulder.
"Okay." He looked down at her and asked if she was going to stay in his bunk. She asked him when he was on duty next.
"I'm scheduled for the same time you are." She nodded against his shoulder again. He tightened his hold on her a little more, even though they both knew she wouldn't leave.