VIII

"They want what?"

Laura Roslin was almost apoplectic.

"You heard me right, Laura", Tigh said, after Cottle had relayed to him the unpleasant offer. "I don't like it either, but with this growing Epidemic, they have us by the balls. Uh, sorry about the language."

Laura hadn't even heard the vulgarity. Her mind had stopped working when Tigh had first told them of D'Anna's demand: give them Kara, and a free flow of medical supplies would be granted. Her mind had stopped working at that moment.

Even though she and Kara had been avoiding one another since that night, just two weeks earlier, when they had shared a very passionate kiss, both of them pulling back at that moment, she couldn't imagine sending Kara back into captivity, on any condition.

Laura turned away from Tigh, and began to walk aimlessly within the bunker. She felt faint and nauseous, and stumbled into a wall, Tigh and Tyrol rushing to steady her.

"Madam President", the Chief said out of reflex, "are you alright?"

Laura couldn't respond. "I need to sit down, gentlemen", she said unsteadily, her legs beginning to collapse under her. Before they could get her a chair, she fell to the floor, promptly vomiting, then immediately passing out.

Laura Roslin awoke, confused and feeling like death warmed over. Her last memory was being called to a meeting with Tigh and Tyrol about something or other, but she was foggy about that...

As she came to, she realized she was in her own bed.

"You're awake, Laura", the sandy voice of the doctor said. "Glad you're back with us."

"What happened to me, doctor?"

"You passed out, after throwing up down in the bunker. Tigh and Chief brought you here."

"Why did I..."

It came flooding back.

Laura hadn't been expecting a summons from Tigh. They had met the night before, with nothing new on the agenda. Now, Tigh said he wanted to meet with her about something critically important.

"I hope this information is really important, Saul", Laura said archly, as she entered the bunker.

"I wouldn't have called the both of you here if it wasn't important, Laura."

"Then spit it out, Colonel."

Tigh lit a cigarette, then sat down. "You're in one helluva hurry, Madam President." He took a long drag from the cigarette. "Yesterday, Cottle finally went to see D'Anna, took Chief with him, about trying to upgrade the medical situation here-asking for more supplies and equipment to meet this Epidemic."

"I remember him requesting that he be allowed to meet with D'Anna or Baltar." Every time she said Gaius' name, she literally spit it out of her mouth.

"Yeah, well, he finally got an audience with Her Royal Highness. D'Anna agreed to allow a free flow of medical supplies, and a huge upgrade of the equipment that Doc and Ishay can use."

Laura gave him a sideways glance. "There's a big 'but' coming, isn't there?"

Tigh huffed a humorless laugh. "You could say that. There's one demand from them: we get the supplies, if we hand Starbuck over to them."

"Kara", Laura whispered, feeling weak once again.

"You remember, do you?" Sherman said the words as if someone had thrown manure in his mouth, so sick it made him. "Yeah, the trade D'Anna wants to make."

Laura sat up in bed, almost too fast, as she momentarily became dizzy again, but she righted herself. "Doctor, I need you to tell Tigh and Galen, that I will not agree to such a trade."

"I understand your feelings on this, Laura", Cottle said reasonably. "Kara's an important member of the resistance, but can we really..."

"No", she said with more insistence. "I won't trade Kara, and probably..." She couldn't continue, the thought which passed into her mind at the moment too horrible to contemplate.

"Probably what, Madam President?" Then Cottle got it. "You could be right", he said softly. "It would probably be a death sentence for her."

"Don't...say that, Doctor. I..." She slumped back down into the bed and closed her eyes, trying to shut the image from her mind.

"Tell you what, Laura", Cottle added. "I'll talk to Tigh and Chief, and let them know your feelings on this. I'm gonna sedate your lightly, and I want you to rest here for a few more hours, then you can go home after that. Deal?"

Laura simply nodded her head, not looking at the man. Within fifteen minutes, she was once again asleep.

Tigh decided that he would tell all the major players in the resistance the next night about the offer from The Cylons. As big a pain in the ass as Starbuck had been to him over the years, this was tearing at his gut, and not just because The Old Man considered Starbuck almost like a daughter to her. The truth is he respected Kara for all the crap she had gone through, and how many times she had put her own ass on the line for The Fleet and what remained of humanity.

Yet they had to consider it. If there wasn't an Epidemic, they'd tell D'Anna to stick it up her ass, but there was an Epidemic, and the medicine was desperately needed. He first needed to tell Kara himself. He had to wait until morning, when Kara could get someone to watch Kacey for a while. He didn't want the young kid there to hear that her...mother? That her mother could be trade bait for The Cylons. He wasn't that heartless.

Being a day off for school, he brought Galen and Cally with him around 0900, Cally holding Nicholas. He knocked on the wooden stake near the flap of Starbuck's tent.

Kara was there in no time. "Well!" She smiled at the three compatriots in front of her, but immediately felt uneasy about their sudden presence. "I wasn't expecting company today, but come on in, gang."

After they entered, Tigh got right to business. "Kara, would you mind if Chief and Cally take Kacey for a short while? I have some serious business to discuss."

Kara looked at Tigh. He may never had been her favorite person, but she also knew his word was good. "OK, that's fine. Kacey never minds visiting Aunt Cally and Uncle Galen."

She had the four year old girl ready in a matter of minutes, Galen promising that he would come by a short while later with her daughter. The Tyrol's then departed.

She offered Tigh what passed as coffee, and he gratefully accepted.

"OK, Colonel, what's important enough to have you over here early on a weekend?"

"Doc Cottle held a meeting the other day-Chief went with him-with the head D'Anna and with Boomer. He was asking them for permission to gain more medical supplies, and more medical equipment, to better care for everyone during this Epidemic."

"I don't like dealing with those bitches, but for this, I see the need."

"As usual", Tigh continued, without looking up, drinking his coffee and smoking on a cigarette, "they want a quid-pro-quo in exchange."

Starbuck snorted a laugh. "No big surprise there. What are they asking for?"

This time, Tigh looked directly into her eyes. He owed her nothing less.

"You."

Kara had almost the same reaction as Roslin. She was glad she was sitting, else she would have fallen over. She now wished there was something stronger than coffee in front of her.

"Me? You're joking...right?"

"I wish I was, Thrace. That's their terms. All the meds we need, in exchange for you."

Again, Tigh couldn't look at her. Kara knew that the gruff old bastard had a heart, but didn't often see it. She could tell he didn't like this one bit.

After a good five minutes, Starbuck had to break the silence. "And are...we going to make this deal?"

"I don't know yet, Starbuck. We're having a meeting of all the insurgency leaders tonight. You can be there if you want, or not. I have no right to stop you, and you deserve to hear what everyone is thinking."

"By major, who do you mean?"

"Me, Cottle, Chief, Roslin, Tory, Zarek, Connor, Seelix. Anyone who is in the know. I can't decide this on my own. Something like this...everyone needs to debate it."

"OK." It's all Kara could say. "Does Roslin know?"

Tigh gave a humorless laugh. "Yeah, she knows. She keeled over and threw up when Chief and I told her. She was resting at the clinic last night. I'm pretty sure she's home now. Probably sound asleep. She didn't take it well."

Kara dare not say anything more. She was still trying to deal what had happened between she and the former President, and the fact that they'd been ignoring other for two weeks. Kara felt a deep emptiness without Laura. She knew she was now in love with Roslin, but they had both backed away. Maybe they were both frightened of something just like this.

"Maybe I should go talk to her", Kara announced. "I've always trusted her judgment, despite some disagreement we've had."

"Go", Tigh said with encouragement. "I think it will do you both good to bounce it around between you. That can be a lot more healthy than drinking yourself into a stupor-something I'm an expert at."

Kara gave him a small smile. "I've given up drinking for the most part, since...since I brought Kacey back."

"Good for you. I wouldn't blame you for having a few with the President." Tigh stood up to end their session. "I will let Chief and Cally know you'll be a little while longer."

"Thank you, Colonel", Kara said, meaning it. She also rose and headed toward the ladder to the upper level.

"Starbuck." Tigh stopped her before she could leave. Kara didn't turn around.

"Yeah?"

"For what it's worth, I absolutely don't want to do this, even if it means more medicine for all of us-even during an Epidemic. You're too godsdamned valuable to us to simply let go."

Kara paused before responding. "That's why they want me, Colonel."

She climbed up without a backward glance.

Laura wasn't asleep, but she was still troubled by what Tigh and Galen had told her the night before. It certainly wasn't unexpected that The Cylons would want something in return, but the price they wanted...had the two men understood the import of her reaction, they would have been shocked.

It had taken Laura a while to convince Kara to open up to her, and visa-versa. She had felt that the two strong-willed, stubborn-as-mules women would both benefit from having someone to vent to. She had been correct in that belief. Roslin had also wanted to know about Kara and Kacey, and how they interacted.

Laura's loneliness had been taken away, her almost-daily talks with Kara, and in getting to know Kacey, had filled her life in a way she couldn't have imagined. The dawning that Laura was starting to fall in love with the beautiful young woman had only hit her recently. It was so recent to Laura, that the shock of what Tigh had told her had almost given her a heart attack.

But what if Kara didn't feel the same? She had thought about that so many times in the last few months. Their relationship had become so easy and so trusting that Laura didn't want to ruin that over an old woman's fantasies about Starbuck.

Then the kiss had happened, and both of them had pulled back, and the two had not spoken since. It was obvious to Laura that she wanted Kara in her life-to be her life-in the most intimate way, but had they scared each other off? Or did Kara simply realize that Laura wasn't all that?

But now? Now Kara could be taken prisoner again, and there was a chance that Laura would never see her again.

She couldn't lose Kara. She also knew if she lost Kara, that Starbuck would demand that Kacey be with Laura, despite the strained last few weeks. Laura truly had come to love the young, rambunctious girl, who seemed so much like Kara. Kara had confided that she wasn't sure if Kacey were truly her daughter, but that if anyone tried to take Kacey away from her now, they'd have a helluva fight on their hands.

Laura had told Kara she would fight right along with her.

Yet as much as she was falling for Kara, her responsibility as a leader of their people-the one who had been President, and would be again, if they ever escaped this hellish life-would come before her love that she was forming for Starbuck.

Wouldn't it?

There was no doubt an influx of medical supplies and equipment would lead to a higher level of health among the people, who had suffered so much since they had come to New Caprica. It would make like more tolerable.

The Cylons knew this, which is why the price they had asked for was so steep, even if it was only one person. But that person was invaluable to the resistance.

This decision, tonight, could break Laura, and she knew it.

Kara had walked with purpose over to Roslin's place, knowing they had to talk. Yet when she arrived, she hesitated, wondering if this were a good idea, just hours before her fate could be decided by the leaders of the insurgency.

But there was so much that shouldn't be left unsaid.

She finally knocked.

Laura drew the flap open, her breath catching to see Kara standing before her, both women simply looking at each other, breathing heavily, the tension from the kiss, and their estrangement for the last two weeks weighing on them.

"Kara", Laura said in a voice that cracked, her chest heaving with emotion. "Wh...what are you doing here?"

Kara didn't waste any time. Too much was at stake. "I know about the counter-offer The Cylons made."

Laura's heart almost stopped beating. She hadn't seen this lovely girl in two weeks, and now she was here...but in a matter of days could be gone.

"I see", Laura said with a rusty voice. "Gods, Kara, please come inside, we can't talk out here."

In moments they were inside, still not having even touched each other. There was still too much tension in the air.

"I'm assuming Tigh told you?"

Kara nodded. "He did. I can't say I'm too crazy about the idea, but there's no doubt it would greatly help everyone in New Caprica."

"Except you." Laura hoped she wasn't revealing too much.

"Yeah, except for me", Kara responded quietly. "I know there's a meeting tonight, to discuss, and probably decide this. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared to death of what the decision might be. But I plan to be there tonight."

"You don't have to subject yourself to that, Kara", Laura said, almost pleading with her. "That isn't fair to you."

"I have to be there, Laura, don't you get that? I don't want to go to pressure anyone, but I need to be there if...if the leadership decides the deal is worth it."

"Frack!" Laura was surprised by her outburst, as she rose from her chair, and turned away from Kara. "The president in me understands the deal is worth it on one level, Kara. Hell, I made the decision to destroy the Olympic Carrier, if you recall. I made the call to throw that bastard Leoben out that airlock, knowing it was morally wrong. This...gods, Kara, this...how can it be worth the price?"

"Laura, if you look at it logically, the health of everyone for one pain-in-the-ass, former pilot? Logically, it's what Sam would have said was a slam-dunk."

"Logic has nothing to do with this, Kara! Frak logic!" Laura practically yelled the words. Fortunately, the canvas that the tents were made of was mighty thick, and rarely did sound get out. "This isn't about logic!"

Laura turned and looked at her desperately, a sudden ball of emotion coalescing in Kara's throat. "If it isn't about logic, or making life better for our people, Laura, what is it about?"

Laura turned away again from Kara, not being able to hold in the emotion that was overwhelming her, her hands coming to her face, tears forcing their way out of her eyes. She needed to find her control.

At that moment, however, she felt soft hands on both her shoulders from behind. The touch almost making her knees collapse.

"Laura", Kara whispered, "what is this about, then?"

Laura took a deep breath, then turned to look at Starbuck. What she saw took her breath away.

Kara was looking at her tenderly, with her own tears forming, not so much looking at Laura, but looking through her, into her soul, as if Kara had bared it by that simple look. It was Roslin's undoing, and she knew it. She found the courage to speak.

"It's about the fact that I can't lose you, Kara", Laura said in a soft, jagged voice, filled with so much-regret, anger, and longing. "I just can't. I already fraked things up enough, and pushed you away, and now...I could lose you forever. I..."

Kara moved even closer to Laura, her lips mere inches from the older woman. "Tell me, Laura. We owe each other the honesty."

Laura knew Kara was right, but still feared the rejection that might be coming. He mouth trembled as she lay a palm on Starbuck's cheek. "Gods, Kara, I can't lose you because...I'm falling...I've in love with you."

There. She had said it. She waited for her life to end.

Instead, when she looked up at Kara, the blonde woman had let the tears fall from her cheeks. Here was the bad-ass Starbuck, Kara Thrace, crying in front of Laura Roslin. Knowing what she did about Kara Thrace, she couldn't believe it.

Kara could barely speak. "So...you feel it too, Laura? I thought it was just me and some crazy fantasy."

Kara's words didn't register for a few moments. "Are...are you saying...gods...are you saying you're falling in love with me, too?"

Kara wrapped her arms around Laura's waste, and pulled her so their bodies were pressed together, and incandescent smile lighting up her face. She laughed as she spoke.

"Uh, yeah, that's what I'm saying, Roslin. I didn't expect this, when we started to spend so much time together. I mean, I've never...never fallen for a woman before, but gods, you make me feel so wonderful, and Kacey loves you and. And then we kissed, and I got so nervous, and then..."

Laura couldn't take it any longer. She stopped Kara cold, grabbed her possessively, and kissed her lips hard and passionately, needing to feel those lips again. After a shocked moment, Kara gave in, their arms wrapping around each other, as their lips and tongues began a frantic dance together, the two women letting their passion pour out of them.

"Oh, gods...Kara Thrace...do you know what you do to me."

Their lips slammed back together, Kara running her fingers through Laura's fiery red hair, not able to get enough of the older woman.

"I've finally found someone, Laura", Kara said, her breath shaky, nearly crying, "who loves me simply for who I am, warts and all. I was so stupid after we kissed. I should have said it then and there."

"Shh", Laura said tenderly, putting to fingers to those achingly gorgeous lips. "We both fraked up, baby. Had this deal gone through when we weren't talking to each other...gods." She sobbed again, Kara joining her.

"I'm here, right now, Laura", Kara said with more passion than she had ever felt in her life. "I came over here, because I had to talk to you and see you, but...that's all changed in the last few minutes. I love you, Laura. This scares the hell out of me."

"Me, too", Roslin said, sniffling back more tears, clutching Kara tightly to her chest, kissing her on top of the head. "I can't let them take you. I love you so much."

"I don't know what's gonna happen in the next few days, Laura. I could lose Kacey, which scares me more than anything, and I could lose you." Kara brought her face within inches of Laura's, then took Laura's face in both her hands. "What I need, right now, is for you to show me how much you love me. I need you to love me, Laura."

Laura's breath caught at the desire and need in Kara's voice, and stood them both up. Roslin moved a few steps away from Starbuck, turning her back to the younger woman. Laura could hear Kara's heavy breathing, as both anticipated what was about to happen. Roslin stepped out of her shoes and socks first, not looking back at her soon-to-be younger lover. Her pants followed next, swiftly kicking them away, followed by a slow, leisurely unbuttoning of her blouse, shrugging out of it when she had finished, leaving her in only a bra and panties.

"Gods", Laura heard Kara whisper in a stunted voice, but the redhead wasn't done. She deftly undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor, finally hooking her fingers through each side of her panties, letting them fall, then stepping out of them.

Kara could only stare in lust at the beautiful ass and naked back of her former President, transfixed by the dichotomy between pale, freckled skin, and the blazing red hair that cascaded across the top of her back.

Laura was afraid to turn around. She was over the cancer, yes, but her left breast still showed the physical scar of having the cancer removed. Her left breast wasn't as full, nor as attractive, and she suddenly clenched in fear.

Kara moved closer behind her. "What's wrong, Laura?" Kara let her hands touch Roslin's bare shoulders, electricity dancing through both of them.

"Not many people know this, Kara...very few in fact, but when fighting the cancer, I had part of my left breast removed a while back, just before The Cylons attacked, in fact. I don't know..."

She knew about Laura's cancer. She had sprung the news on her just before Kara had returned to Caprica to retrieve the Arrow of Apollo. But it didn't matter-she knew she wanted to love, to worship this woman, with a desire strong than she had felt with any man, including Sam. "Laura, it's OK. Turn around, please?"

Laura slowly swung around in a one-eighty, until she was facing Starbuck, Laura's arms folded across her breasts.

Kara sucked in another breath. "Please, Laura, let me see you?"

Laura, almost shyly, took her arms away, leaving her breasts exposed for the first time to Kara, Starbuck again shaking in a breath with burning want.

Kara slowly, gently reached her hands out, palming each of Laura's breasts, the older woman closing her eyes, and breathing out, not even realizing she had been holding her breath, moaning into Kara's touch.

Kara mistook the moan for a moment. "Does...does that hurt when...when I touch your left one?"

"Oh, gods, no, Kara, it's the most amazing thing I've ever felt."

Kara's relief was evident when Roslin looked at her, and they both nervously giggled.

"My gods...they're gorgeous...you're gorgeous." Kara realized that she was overdressed, stepping back from Laura, mimicking what Laura had done a few minutes before, baring her body for the incredible woman before her..

This time, it was Roslin who almost collapsed as she got her first look at the nearly-flawless body of this young goddess: firm, round breasts, with large nipples, already erect; a stomach flatter than Roslin could ever imagine. Hips and legs that were muscular, yet still feminine, and a small, light thatch of hair above the juncture of her thighs.

"Lords of Kobol", Laura shook. "You're the most gorgeous site I've ever seen, Kara Thrace." Laura moved steadily until she could wrap her arms around Starbuck, their breasts coming together with moans from both of them.

"I love you, Laura Roslin."

Laura snorted a short laugh. "That's a relief, or I'd wonder what we're doing with our tits smashed together."

Both women laughed loudly, breaking the tension that had become almost unbearable, their lips coming together as they finished the hilarity.

Kara whispered to her new lover. "Laura, I've...I've never been with a woman. I don't know if you have, but...I'm not sure..."

Laura pressed two fingers to Kara's luscious lips. "Shh, not that I kiss and tell, but I have been with a few women in the past. Let me show you have to make love to a woman, Kara Thrace."

Kara simply nodded, Laura softly grabbing her right hand and leading her over to Laura's bed, which was plenty big for the two of them.

Roslin laid Kara down, looking lovingly into her eyes, as she straddled her young lover. "Tell me, Kara: what do you want."

Kara shuddered again at the raw power of Laura's words. "I want you to make love to me...I've been fraked enough times in my life. Make love to me, Laura."

The gentle power of Kara's request took Laura's breath away, her knees growing weak, almost collapsing even though she was straddling Starbuck. "I've never wanted...wanted anything more in my life, Kara. I love you so much."

Kara was never the kind to let others take control, but she surrendered at that moment to Laura Roslin, knowing Laura would not hurt her, but would love her thoroughly. She had never felt like that in her life.

Roslin lowered her face to Kara's, barely brushing her lips across those of the stunning blond, both their eyes lit with desire and lust. Roslin laved more soft kisses on Kara's lips, each one becoming a little longer, a little deeper, until they were clamped into a scalding kiss, moans coming from both of them.

Laura cupped Kara's face, and looked at her so tenderly that Starbuck almost cried. This was real love. This was what it should be. Kara grasped the back of Roslin's head and brought her in for another long, searing kiss, Laura nibbling at her lips, her cheek, her earlobe, Kara lightly saying Laura's name in reverent awe.

They knew they had little time. In a matter of days, Kara would be handed over to The Cylons, in exchange for the medicine needed to stop the epidemic. Their love-making would reflect that lack of time.

Laura urgently began to kiss down Kara's neck, licking the soft skin, and occasionally kissing it tenderly, her hands roaming down Kara's sides, simply taking in the sensory overload of Kara's skin against hers. She had been with other women, but Laura could never remember touching and kissing such soft, luscious skin before. It was overwhelming her senses.

She slid down further, putting her mouth between Kara's breasts, letting both her hands softly massage and knead the firm mounds, Kara moaning at the touch. Laura flicked grasped both nipples between forefinger and thumb, lightly rolling the pebbled flesh, as she kissed the area between Kara's breasts.

"Oh, my gods, Laura", Kara softly moaned in lust, "that's it, baby, make love to me. Love me."

Laura took her cue and moved her lips and tongue over one large, hard, reddish pebble, lightly licking it first, then eagerly sucking it between her lips, Kara moving her breast up to increase the contact.

Starbuck marveled at the touch. Roslin's hand were soft and gentle, not calloused, rough, and demanding as a man would have been. It was a whole new experience in love. Laura licks and sucks on her nipples increased in intensity, as did the massaging of her breasts. All Kara could do was moan Laura's name, and run her hands through Laura's thick, fiery auburn hair.

Laura couldn't get enough of Kara's breasts. They fit her hands perfectly. The nipples were large and taut, seemingly getting harder with each pass of Laura's tongue and lips. It was sheer intoxication.

Laura kept her hands on Kara's breasts as she slid her tongue and lips down Kara's washboard-flat stomach. The pilot was still in unbelievable shape, as she still had sick-pack abs, something Laura had never seen on a woman before. It raised her libido even higher. Her lips kissed too and fro across Starbuck's stomach, finding more than a few places that elicited moans from her young lover. Laura even put her tongue into Kara's naval, making the blonde snort a very unlady-like laugh, which Laura found adorable, and making them both laugh loudly, momentarily breaking the sexual tension.

Laura continued her journey, running her nose through the small patch of blond hair above Kara's genitals, beginning to smell and sense Kara's arousal for the first time. Laura had had sex with women before, but never what she would call "making love". With Kara, she felt her heart bursting with love for the blonde. Her heart seemed to clench as she softly touched Kara's pubic hair with her nose, then kissing it lightly.

Perhaps, someday, there would be time for long, languid love-making, where she could explore every centimeter of Kara Thrace's body, but time was against them. As she kissed down the left side of Kara's pubic region, Starbuck's legs opened of their own volition, anticipating something she had never before experienced.

Laura gasped at the beautiful sight before her: Kara had no pubic hair on her labia-a natural occurrence, not from shaving. Her long inner lips were begging to be spread, like a flow wanting it's petals opened. Her pussy glistened with an amazing amount of her own desire, glittering in what light there was in the room.

Laura wasted no time.

She softly ran two fingers over her beautiful folds, feeling the moisture on her fingers for the first time, coating them greedily, then spreading her inner lips until they were open wide, and pink with the flush of desire. She caressed around and between her lips, Kara paying homage to Roslin with each stroke. Laura briefly brought her two wet fingers to her mouth, and tasted Kara for the first time. She was addicted. It was salty sweet, with the fragrance of a light soap, and the essence of the rugged life they lived on this world.

Without any further hesitation, Laura dove her mouth and tongue into Kara's center, Starbuck crying loudly for the first time, not caring if even The Cylons heard her. Laura licked at the rich cocktail of Kara's desire, swallowing it as if she hadn't had water for days, not getting enough of if it. Roslin let her tongue slide into Kara's vagina for the first time.

Starbuck was in another Universe. Many men had eaten her pussy, she thought to herself, but what she was feeling with Laura was more than just animalistic sex: it was laced with love-a love Kara could actually feel as Laura licked and lapped at her most intimate parts. The desire coursing through her made her want to cry. As Laura's tongue laved at her labia, and teased the opening of her center, Kara knew this was right. This was love.

Laura used the two coated fingers to slowly enter Kara for the first time, her lips and tongue sliding up to Kara's clitoris, circling it at first, as her fingers worked their way into the blonde. When her fingers reached their limit, she sucked greedily up on Kara's clit, rubbing her tongue over it insistently.

"Oh, gods, Laura!" Kara's hips cleared the ground, bucking for more contact, Laura latching her arms around Kara's thighs more firmly. But she never let go of the growing nub of eight-thousand nerves that made up the clitoris, sending Starbuck into louder moans, and her hips thrusting for more contact.

Kara was in a state of passion that she had never entered before. This older woman, who was in between her legs right now, was loving her in a fashion that Starbuck didn't know existed until this moment. There was just something...different, and far more erotic about a woman fraking her. It was far more powerful, far more emotional, than any sex she had ever had.

She knew she wouldn't last much longer.

As if sensing this, Laura increased the thrusts of her fingers inside Kara, becoming more rough with her clit. She momentarily let go of the pulsating clit, looking up at Kara. "Kara", she said in a low, sandy voice. "Look at me?"

Kara was breathing heavily, but did as Laura asked. She looked at her, and into the eyes of love-a love so deep that again she wanted to cry.

"Come for me, Kara."

Laura lowered her head back to Kara's clit, picking up the rhythm of her sucking and of her thrusting fingers, and in a matter of ten seconds, Kara's moans and words stopped for a moment. Her back to begin to slowly arch, and when she reached her apogee, a scream tore from her lungs, sending her into the most cataclysmic orgasm she could ever remember, wave after wave of pleasure shooting through every nerve in her body.

Laura didn't let up, and a few moments later, another equally powerful climax ripped through Kara Thrace, her back arching even more, her cries turning into unintellgible sobs. As Laura began to let up on her thrusts and the pressure on Kara's clit, a final orgasm raced through her, until, almost mercifully, her back came back to the bed, but her breathing was irregular, and her whole body shook in spent ecstasy.

It took her a good five minutes for the aftershocks from her orgasms to die down, and for her body to stop shaking. The whole time, Laura Roslin had slid off of Kara, moving behind her, and holding her new love in a tight, warm embrace, Kara moving back into Laura to feel the love moving between them.

When Kara was back under control, she turned to Laura, cupping her face, a few tears in her eyes.

"I've never had anyone love me so completely, Laura", Kara confessed. "Maybe, up to this moment, I really didn't know what love was?" She kissed Laura tenderly. "I love you, lady", Kara said with feeling.

Kara then proceeded to love a woman for the first time, sending Laura into multiple orgasms. They spent the bulk of the night making love, not wanting anything to separate their naked bodies, or interrupt the love they had discovered. Finally, about 0500, they drifted off to sleep, still naked, exhausted, in each others arms.