Summary: Two days have gone by and Lee has an interesting plan to get Kara alone. The moral: Sometimes being the CAG comes in handy.

PART 8

Kara finishes dressing after a long shower, which is following an even longer shift. She's ready for sleep and is pulling her bedclothes out from under her pillow when a folded sheet of paper pops out with them.

She thinks – What the frak? – It's blank on the outside so Kara flips it open and reads the scrawled message on the inside: Kara, I think you should FOLLOW ME to the observation room. I'll be waiting…

Kara's breath hitches in her throat and she looks up to make sure she's alone. No one is around, so she crumples up the note and tosses it in the trash. She starts for the door, pauses, and then goes back for the paper. She snags it out of the bin, straightens it, and then grabs her lighter. Kara flicks it on and watches as the edge of the note catches fire. She holds it for a moment, then drops it next to the remains of a stogie. When she sees nothing but ashes, she takes the stogie and tamps down on the remains, making sure there's nothing left with words on it. Shaking her head, she heads out the door.

Lee is standing in the observation room. Technically no one even knows he's there. He told the nice gentleman who maintains the schedule for the room that he was having trouble sleeping. He then asked if it would be a problem for him to visit the room, after hours. The solitude may help him relax. Since Lee was the CAG, the man gladly told him to use the room as often as he needed to. Lee smiled to himself. He doesn't consider himself a good liar, but this game he and Kara are playing is sharpening that skill. As he is wondering if she found the note, the door opens and she walks into the room.

"Captain. Fancy meeting you here."

"Kara. Find the note?" He walks toward her and stops just in front of her.

"Yes, I did." She pauses and tilts her head to the side. "I also burned it." With that, she steps around him and walks further into the room. "Are you insane, Lee? Leaving a note is taking a pretty big chance, don't you think?"

Lee closes the door softly and locks it from the inside. There was nothing scheduled for the next couple of hours, but Lee didn't want to chance it. They only person who had the key to get in from the outside was the man he spoke to earlier. "I know it was risky. But I figured that no one would DARE to touch your rack." He walked up behind Kara and joined her at the huge window. Smugly. "I also knew you would destroy the evidence."

Kara rolls her eyes at Lee. It sucks when someone knows you so well. "You do know a patrol will fly by here at some point, right?" She put her hand on the back of her neck and rubbed at a knot of tension.

"You need to relax, Kara." Lee brushed her hand out of the way. "Just for a little while." He then took over massaging away the stress.

Kara leaned back against Lee's chest. The tension from the day slowly started to drain out of her. It IS pleasant to just take a moment to breathe.

Lee folds Kara into his arms and rests his chin against the side of her head. "We'll enjoy the stars for a little while. It's nice to just stare out the window."

Kara leaned her head back and looked up at Lee. How the hell did he do that? She more or less just had that same thought. It's scary that he seems to voice what she's thinking. But then, if she tried, she could probably do the same thing. They are just like that sometimes. She yawns.

"You tired?" Lee angled around to look at her face.

"A little. It was a long shift. The shower helped though."

"Let's sit for awhile." He leads Kara to one of the long seats in the room.

They sit with Lee putting his arm around Kara and pulling her over so she is sort of draped on his lap with her back and shoulder flush against his abdomen. She rests her head against his chest and he drapes his arm over her waist, with his hand resting on her hip. He uses his other hand to absently stroke the hair back from her face. He lets out a deep breath; content to just sit with her for a while, in silence.

The stress of the day continues to slowly drain out of Kara. She is tired, but having Lee in close proximity does not make her want to sleep. She marvels again at how he makes her feel. She isn't sure if it is the secrecy of what they are doing or just the man himself. Hell, maybe it is a combination of both. She does know that it isn't about getting even with the rest of the ship anymore…that's just gravy. After all, Kara Thrace enjoys a good prank. No, Lee makes her experience things that she hasn't expected. Comfort. That's what she is experiencing at this moment. She likes it. Comfort tempered with desire. Desire is always just under the surface. She loves how they have set things up. When it is her turn to plan something, she looks forward to working out the details to knock him on his ass. When it is his turn, she looks forward to just getting up in the morning. She never knows when something is going to happen. Even if nothing happens on a particular day, it gives her something to dream about. Gods, she is being such a girl.

Lee watches the emotions play across Kara's face. He smiles inwardly, thinking - She's amazing. He never would have dreamed that they would be as good as they are together. It always leaves him hungry for more. He's having fun. Fun. Him. Lee Adama is having a good time. And she is the reason. Who knew? She challenges him to be inventive. She makes his blood heat with need. It's no small feat. He has never let his libido rule him. The funny thing is, it works. He gets his job done. He doesn't show favoritism. If anything, he gets more accomplished because he never knows what might happen next.

Kara is feeling incredibly relaxed. She shifts her position on Lee's lap and idly starts rubbing his thigh. Lee responds by settling back further into the cushions of the seat. He trails his fingers around her ear and down her neck. He massages her shoulder, then grasps it and turns Kara so that she is facing him. He leans his head down and kisses her. Once. Twice. And on the third kiss, he slides his tongue along her lower lip.

Kara pulls herself up and gently pushes Lee back into the cushions. She holds his face in her hands and presses kisses along his jaw. She strokes her tongue over Lee's lips, and then playfully bites his chin. As he chuckles, she kisses her way down his throat until she reaches the collar of his shirt. Then Kara slides her hands down to his waist and starts lifting the shirt over his head. As she slowly drags it up, she plants little kisses on Lee's exposed skin. Once Kara has the shirt over his head, she tosses it aside. Then she leans forward again and places a trail of kisses across his shoulder.

Lee is thoroughly enjoying Kara's ministrations. While she is kissing his shoulder, he reaches up with his hand and unzips her sweatshirt. He really likes this sweatshirt. He pushes it off her shoulders and slides Kara back, long enough to pull it off her arms. Then he pulls her in close to him again. He settles her in his arms, leans forward and gives her a kiss full of gentle passion.

Their tongues dance in slow, sensual kisses, just banking the fires that usually burn hot between them. It's all there under the surface, but they are taking their time, exploring each other. They let the heat build slowly, using their lips and hands to wander over exposed skin. Two sets of eyes gaze at each other and with unspoken acknowledgement; two sets of hands remove the last barriers of clothing. Reclining on the long seat, skin-to-skin, with legs entwined and arms wrapped around each other, Kara and Lee continue their silent worship.

Kara gives Lee a mind-drugging kiss that fans the flame of his desire for her. He brings his leg up between hers, and she bites down on her lower lip in response to the electricity it sends through her. He skims his hands over her breasts and she lets out a gasp. Kara moves her hands over his shoulders and down his back, drawing him closer to her. All she wants is his skin against hers.

Lee takes his time with her. Rarely do they have time like this and he wants to thoroughly explore every inch of her. He moves down her body, kissing every part of her he can reach. His hands move gently over her skin stoking his desire. He can feel his need building, but he plans on taking his time while loving her. He gives Kara slow, deep kisses pulling her against him and just holding her.

Kara is lost in a haze of desire. Everywhere Lee touches sends sparks of sensual heat along her skin. She isn't idle. Her hands are stroking over his arms, up to his shoulders, then down his back. She slides them down further to his butt and pulls him up against her hips. It is pure ecstasy.

Their bodies merge together as they shift on the cushions. Lee draws Kara under him and enters her with gentle precision. He leans down; holding her face in his hands, and kisses her. He gradually pulls back from her, and then draws himself in again, over and over, letting the pleasure ebb and flow between them. He whispers her name against her ear and she shudders beneath him.

When Lee whispers her name, she clenches him tighter in response. Kara feels as if her senses are melding together. The feel of his skin against hers draws heat straight to her center, sending little sparks of desire down to her toes. His lips against hers cause fissures of need to curl all around her. She can see and feel his desire for her; his controlled pace adding to the sensuous delight coursing between them.

Lee pulls Kara up and turns their position so that she is in control. She leans down and kisses him, then straightens and settles in for a long slow ride. Kara begins an age-old dance that fuels their passion and ignites the flames banked between them. She grabs Lee's hands and holds tight, gradually increasing the rhythm until their hearts beating and their rasping breaths are the only sounds between them. Kara leads them right to the edge of the fire and in a rush of heat both succumb to the flames. Kara calls out Lee's name and sags against him as a starburst explodes in her mind. She holds on as she rides the wave of pleasure that finally douses the fire.

As Lee lets Kara lead the dance, he keeps a slim hold on his control. When the fire finally consumes them, he holds on to Kara and lets the feeling burn itself into his soul. He whispers her name again and again until the heat that rages between them turns into sated contentment. As they float back into themselves, they lie together with Lee's arms around Kara.

"Gods, Lee. I've never experienced anything like that." Kara rests her head against his chest and draws lazy circles with her fingers. "I literally saw stars this time."

Lee tightens his arms around her. "I know." Then trails his fingers up and down her arm with a whisper touch.

"Is it time for us to leave yet?" Kara really doesn't want to go yet. She's afraid her face will give something away. She needs a little time to pull herself back to normal.

"We've got time. I'm not sure I can move yet."

Kara gives a little giggle. "That's usually what I say, isn't it?"

Lee kisses the top of Kara's head. "Yeah, but I'm usually the one doing all the work." He flinches when she smacks him.

"Frak you." She has laughter in her voice. "If you're not happy with my performance, you should file a complaint."

Lee decides to up the ante. "I would." Sigh. "But that would give away the game. No…I'll just suffer in silence."

Kara props her elbows on Lee's chest, resting her chin in her hands. Her eyes gleam with the challenge. "Is that so." She gets Lee's raised eyebrow as an answer. "OK. We'll see who works harder." Kara pushes herself up and swings her legs over the edge of the seat. "Next choice is mine…" Thoughtfully. Kara holds her hand out for Lee. He gives her a wary look, but grabs the offered hand and she pulls him into a sitting position. "Seems like I've got some serious planning to do, if I'm going to prove to a certain Captain that he's full of crap." She flashes him an evil grin.

Lee grins back at her, patting himself silently on the back for getting her back to form. He tosses her clothes over to her, then gathers his and starts pulling them on. "Want me to loan you my Planning and Tactics manual?"

As she finishes dressing, Kara just smirks. "Nah. We both know I do my best thinking outside the lines." She sits down beside Lee and slides her feet into her shoes. "Besides, you don't need to know what's coming in advance."

Lee stands and walks over to the door. He unlocks it, opens it a crack and looks out. The hallway is deserted. "You're bringing out the big guns for our next encounter?" He motions her over.

Kara stands and walks to the door. "You'll just have to wait and see." When she reaches Lee. "Should we leave together?"

"Hall's deserted. We'll be fine." He holds the door for Kara and exits behind her. "We could be coming from anywhere."

They walk down the corridor in comfortable silence. When they reach the end, Lee starts off in the direction of the flight deck. At Kara's questioning glance. "Paperwork."

Kara nods. "Right. I'm off for rack time." Lee nods farewell and heads off again. Kara angles through the corridors towards the pilots' quarters. She needs sleep. An inkling of a wicked idea is nudging around in her mind and she wants a clear head when she plots out the details. She walks into her shared quarters with a grin on her face and a gleam in her eye. Lee Adama is in for a thrill ride the next time they meet secretly. He does all the work, my ass. I will so make him eat those words.

FIN