Summary: The aftermath of Kara almost shooting Lee during the hostage situation.
BASTILLE DAY
Lee rounded the corner of a hallway in the Astral Queen to spy Kara pacing back and forth in one of the empty guardrooms. When she looked up and realized it was him she launched herself at him and slugged him, hard, in the arm. "What the frak is your problem?" He rubbed the spot she hit, but advanced toward her.
Kara was pissed. She almost shot him. "Are you STUPID?" Even with Lee advancing on her, making her retreat backwards, she couldn't stop herself from almost yelling at him. "I almost shot you!" She stopped when she hit the wall.
Lee stood toe to toe with Kara. "So you did." He put an arm on either side of her shoulders, effectively boxing her in. "Care to explain that one, Lieutenant?" He raised an eyebrow, waiting for her answer.
Kara pursed her lips together, before speaking. "I was under orders, Captain." Lee in close proximity was not a good thing for her when her adrenaline was pumping. "From your father." She dropped her gaze from his blue-eyed stare.
Lee gave a deep nod of understanding. "Ah…that explains it." When her gaze flew back to his in question, he continued. "You would've had some serious explaining to do if you had actually shot me."
Kara shoved her hands against his chest, but he was braced for it. "You're an ass, Lee." She made to duck under his arms, but he was ready for that, too. "Move. Now." Her frustration level was rising and she needed to be away from him. When he held steady, she finally ground out. "Your father has nothing to do with why I'm frakking pissed at you."
Lee narrowed his eyes at her. "So explain it, then" He wanted some answers. "You hit me, Kara. Care to tell me why?" He almost grinned when she groaned in aggravation. "It's a simple question."
Kara took a deep breath and instead of answering him she grabbed his shirts in her hand and pulled him into a kiss that left him breathless. He wanted an answer; she'd give him an answer, dammit. She could have killed him, for frak's sake and losing him was out of the question.
Lee wasn't expecting the kiss. Her lips against his caught him by surprise. When her hands moved up to cup his face, he flinched, breaking away from her. "Ow." He jerked his head in pain. "Watch the face, Kara."
She'd forgotten the nasty scrape on his left cheekbone. "Sorry." She kissed the area just under the wound. "Won't happen again." She moved her hands back down to his shirts and started sliding them up over his chest.
Lee grabbed her hands. "You want to do this, here?" Not that he was complaining. He had wanted her for a long time. Too long to put up much of an argument of where she chose to pursue whatever it was they had between them. "Now?" Again, not that he was arguing.
Kara just smirked at him. "Why not?" She was careful when she lifted the shirts over his head. "It's not the Galactica. It's quiet for the moment, what with all the celebrating going on with Zarek and his men down below." She lifted her own shirts off and then started on her pants. "I almost killed you today and I'm not waiting any longer." Frak, did any of that make sense. Kara didn't care because Lee was removing his own trousers and the more skin he exposed the less her brain wanted to think about this stuff.
Lee grinned. Gods, she was magnificent. He showered with her daily, but never, ever, took advantage of the fact. Looking at her now, he wished he had. "Notice, I'm not arguing." He could feel himself harden just from looking at her. His best guess was that neither of them would last long. "Not waiting's good." With that he pulled Kara against him, kissing her as he backed her against the wall, again. Sliding his hand between her legs, Lee groaned when he found her wet, slick and ready. He lifted her slightly and waited. The next move was hers.
Kara looked at him with heat filled eyes. She shifted her hips and slid herself over him without preamble, groaning when her hips met his. "Gods, Lee. That's incredible." She leaned in to capture his lips in a wicked kiss as she began writhing against him. Why the frak had they waited so long for this? He was hot steel slicing through her core and it was exquisite. Kara wrapped her arms and legs around him and let herself move at a breakneck pace. Her back braced against the wall increased the forceful grinding between them. "Oh, frak." Her head dropped to Lee's shoulder and she knew it was going to be a fast and hard ride, if he was feeling anything close to what she was.
Kara took all rational thought from Lee as soon as she sank over him. His shaft slid through her folds into liquid heat. She was tight, sleek and incredibly soft on the inside. He braced his thighs and held her hips with his hands as she leaned her back against the wall. She pulled him into a kiss that made the world go dark with the exception of her body wrapped around his. He met her frantic pace with thrusts of his own. "Lords, Kara." He muttered when her head hit his shoulder. "You're…ah…amazing." She needed to shoot at him more often if this was the result. His hand slid from her pelvic bone to cup her ass and pull her tighter against him, bringing her breasts in contact with his chest. "Ah, gods." He felt her shudder as she lifted her head to gaze at him with passion dazed eyes.
Kara relished the contact of his skin brushing along hers. Her head dropped back, just missing the wall, and she felt Lee's lips travel along the column of her throat. It kicked the heat up between them and when his breath hissed against her ear, she shivered at the warmth losing just a little more control. She pressed her back against the wall again and slid along his length, back and forth, until she thought she'd expire from the incredible bliss building inside her.
Lee was skittering along the edge of reason. Feeling Kara move over him was pushing his control to its limit. He pumped his hips, going deeper inside her and heard her breath catch on a gasp. Not long now, she had to be as close as he was. He drove up inside her again and again; his own breathing was now rasping out in short breaths. Her hips shifted down as her back arced away from the wall and Lee was lost. He held her steady against him, driving into her over and over until she tightened around his shaft with a spasm of clenching muscles.
They rode wave after wave of spiraling heat until both were spent from exertion. Sliding to the floor in a tangle of limbs, they held on to each other for support until they could both see straight again. Their lips met, tongues gained access and the whole process almost started over again.
Lee pulled away first. "Frak." He started to untangle himself from Kara. "You have no idea how much I want to continue this." As she giggled, he decided that maybe she did know. "I have, emphasis on have, to meet with the President in less than 30 minutes." Finished with the untangling, he reached for his clothes. "Rotten bad timing."
Kara watched Lee dress. "You always did have bad timing." She started pulling her own clothes back on.
Lee couldn't help it. "Um…who almost shot who today?" He ducked when she tossed a shoe at him. "Hey, I'll let you shoot at me all you want, if you follow it up with more of what just happened." Fully dressed now, he smoothed down the front of his uniform.
Kara rolled her eyes. "I won't miss next time." She grabbed her combat gear and tucked it under her arm. "If for no other reason than to shut you up." With that she headed for the exit.
Lee laughed at her retreating back. "We'll see about that." He stated, quickly scanning the room to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything and caught up to her as she was exiting.
As Lee fell into step beside her, Kara couldn't resist a parting shot. "Dream on, Captain. If I ever take aim at you again, it won't be for one of these." She used her free hand to pull Lee's head to hers. She then gave him a kiss full of promises and his body responded in kind. She slid her tongue along his lower lip before ending the kiss, thinking he was going to kill her when he realized what she had done. She winked at him before stepping out of his reach. "Good luck with your meeting." She only caught a glimpse of the reality when it hit Lee that his meeting with the President was going to be highly uncomfortable for him if he didn't get his body back under control.
Lee was caught between a desire to laugh at her or throttle her for leaving him in his current state. The laughter finally won out after he got a specific body part back to manageable proportions. He boarded his shuttle to Colonial One pondering ways to get even with her. Life was good.
FIN
