Summary: 'After all... tomorrow is another day.' - Scarlett O'Hara, 'Gone with the Wind' - Three people. They all pretend, and they all want it to end. K/L/D, another trilogy. Spoilers mostly for UB.
Category: Romance... kinda.
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Battlestar Galactica along with Kara, Lee and anyone else mentioned belong to Ronald D. Moore and everyone who's officially making money with them, as well as all the songs used belong to other people who are making money with them. Which I don't. Honestly.

A/N: At first lots of thanks to all the people who have read (and reviewed) the first trilogy of one-shots I recently published here. Shortly after reading the follow-up on Unfinished Business I had a kind of epiphany listening to Jem's "Come on closer", so I decided to write another trilogy basing on the Kara/Lee/Dee triangle, this time not as a series of one shots but a multi-chapter story. I hope it doesn't really resemble the last one . I also want to add that it bases a lot on observations made by LJ-users einhorn13 and wisteria, that were really insightful. If you are reading this: Again thank you very much for that. Oh, and this was also posted on the beyond insane LJ community and my own journal. Enjoy :)

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Tomorrow

One: Sweet sensation, hot temptation

"Rhythmic motion
Raw emotion
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations
Hot temptations
Coming over you."

Jem, "Come on closer"

She grins. Until he has her finally pinned to the storage room's wall and is pressing his lips to hers, that is. "Gods…", she moans, and now it's his turn to grin.

"I haven't even started yet." With that he releases her arms, only to grip her around the waist with his hands. She latches onto his shoulders with her hands and presses him to her, as if she can't be close enough to him. His lips have left hers and are now grazing from her throat to her shoulder, while she can't withstand the temptation and bites him lightly in the shoulder. That earns her a low chuckle and a "Trying to eat your CAG, Captain?"

She only bites a little harder, enough to leave behind a mark. Then she moans as his hands find a particularly sensitive spot. "Just marking my territory, sir.", she says and just for the fraction of a second he stops, and all of a sudden she's mortally afraid he'll pull back and leave. But then his body overpowers his mind, and he's back at frakking her. Seriously frakking her.

She lifts a leg and wraps it around his, as much as to support herself as to claim him and drag him even nearer. She wants to feel him, see him, smell him. Gods, his smell… it's engine grease, and soap, and detergent and… yes, him. Sweat, from the previous CAP, and from the frakking and… Gods, it's driving her insane. She wants to have him inside of her. Now.

"Lee…", she moans, in the same instant he says her name. And that sound alone is almost, almost driving her over the edge. She can feel his arousal against her and parts the legs a little further, now wrapping both of them around his body. And then he is inside of her and Lords of Kobol, her heart stops beating for a second, just like it's always doing when they climax. It's like being beyond insane, behind being anything coherent.

Then, the sensations slowly fade, and she feels him sagging against her, feels herself growing weak. But he isn't letting her down, is still holding her in place, with his head on her shoulder. For a few moments, she is clinging to him like he's the last thing in the universe keeping her from going down, but the she suddenly lets go. Like she always has let go in the last week.

After that, there isn't much talking. None of them minds, because it isn't some embarrassed silence, just a few minutes for them to regain their wits and be able to go on about the day as usual. When they're both done dressing, he suddenly turns around and gives her a short peck on the mouth, then says: "See you at 0700 for CAP, Starbuck." But the way he says it… it sounds like the prelude to a rendezvous.

She doesn't comment, just lets him leave. She knows he's going back to the quarters he shares with Dee, always has been in the last few weeks since the fight. It's not bothering her, that he's still staying there. She knows he'll not leave her, ever. Lee Adama has always been true to his words, and when he says "Til death to us part.", then he means "Til death do us part". And she pretends that she doesn't mind.

But then she remembers the last kiss and the way he told her to be at CAP tomorrow morning, and she frowns. He hadn't done anything like that the previous times. It had felt so… intimate. So… beyond frakking. She takes a deep breath. Tomorrow, she thinks. Tomorrow I'll ask him where he thinks we're going with this. For today, though, she would pretend another time she doesn't mind that he's still returning to his wife every time.