Woo
"Hello, Kara."
Kara nearly jumps out of her skin when she hears his voice behind her. Turning away from her door, she faces him and her body hums pleasantly as it does every time she looks at him.
"Lee. What's up?" She asks trying to sound calm as she moves inside her room towards her bunk.
He gives her a small smile that almost hints at innuendo. Lee? Nah. Kara thinks shaking her head.
"You're off duty, right?" Lee asks. His hands are behind his back.
"You oughta know, CAG." Kara reminds him. "My bunk is calling my name so if ya don't mind, I'm gonna get me some shut eye."
"Before that, you hungry?" Lee asks.
Kara hesitates then nods. "I could eat."
Again he smiles. Then he holds out a chocolate bar.
Kara squeals in delight and reaches to grab it but he holds it out of her reach. "Hey!" She protests.
"It'll cost you." Lee tells her, a devilish gleam in his blue eyes.
"Cost me what? Kara asks warily.
Lee leans in close and Kara can smell the delicious chocolate on his breath. Her eyes drift closed and a second later she feels warm stubbled skin against her face. Her eyes open and she starts when he whispers. "Dinner."
"Eh?" She asks. It's hard to form coherent thought when he's this close to her and she can count every short hair on his cheek.
"I have a pass for two for Cloud Nine tonight." He explains, his voice still in her ear.
"What? And you want me to come along? Right." Kara rolls her eyes and forces herself to step away from his too warm, too hard and too damn good smelling body.
She sees a flash of uncertainty in his eyes then sees him clench his jaw and nod.
"That's right. You. Me. Dinner. What do you say?"
"Have you been at the Chief's hooch?" Kara asks peering in Lee's eyes. "It almost sounds like you're asking me out, Adama." And then he does something so unlike the Lee she knows that Kara's knees nearly buckle. He runs a finger along her collarbone, up along her throat, along her chin and across her lower lip. He tugs it down gently, easing her mouth open and Kara cannot breathe. The skin of his thumb is warm and slightly salty as her tongue unconsciously darts towards it. He slips a piece of chocolate into her mouth and then smiles at her.
"That's exactly what I'm doing. I'm gonna fire up a raptor to take us over. Put on something nice and meet me in the hangar deck in half an hour. Or not." He explains laying the offer on the table for her to accept or refuse if she wishes.
Then he's walking away and Kara feels a burst of panic. "Wait, Lee! We need to talk about this." She insists.
He turns and his blue eyes shine with what Kara recognizes as determination.
"No. Now we need to act."
I am on a date with Lee Adama. My CAG. My best friend. The subject of every single sexual fantasy I've had since I've known him.
Kara's sure she'll regret this somehow but here she is. Being seated in a gentlemanly fashion by Lee who looks so devastatingly handsome, Kara is clenching her thighs together to still the throbbing between her legs. He's out of uniform, in well fitting dark pants and a crisp white shirt. He's cleanly shaven and his dark hair is still slightly damp from a recent shower. His eyes are and have always been orgasmically blue. His sleeves are rolled up and she fights against the urge to stroke the dark fine hairs against the golden skin of his forearms. His hands. Gods how she loves his hands. Strong, yet long fingers. She's felt the power in those hands and the gentleness there as well, a few times.
The skin at her center is very damp.
"There are some ground rules tonight." Lee warns as the waiter pours their wine. Wine! Gods, how long has it been she's had wine?
"Of course." Kara says with a smile. The corner of his mouth lifts as points to her glass inviting her to drink.
"No shop talk. Nothing that'll make us want to take a swing at each other. And no sarcasm tonight, Kara." He adds the last one very seriously and Kara looks at him curiously.
"Tonight we're just Lee and Kara. The real Lee and Kara, having a good time. What do you say?" He holds up another piece of chocolate temptingly.
Her stomach clenches in a spasm of nervous tension. She crosses her legs beneath the soft satin of the black dress she traded Cat for. No sarcasm? The real Kara? Kara's mouth goes dry and she nervously toys with the edge of her napkin. Eyes downcast.
"Kara." Lee presses and Kara forces herself to look up. Can she do it? Can she sit here with this devastating man with none of her walls up to protect herself?
Or is that the whole point of this little dinner date? Kara tilts her head in sudden understanding. So far, their walls have only led to misunderstandings, pain and so much fear. What did they have to lose compared to what they were losing bit by bit with every fight?
Tentatively, Lee reaches across the table and presses the tips of his fingers against hers. The touch is gentle, yet a shiver of electricity shoots up her arm.
No guts, no glory. Kara suddenly thinks, forcing herself to look up. She takes the piece of chocolate and pops it in her mouth.
"Be careful what you wish for." She mumbles through a mouth full of sweet.
They're quiet for a long time. Kara should feel uncomfortable but she doesn't. It's an easy silence between her and Lee. It always has been. Maybe that's not a really good thing cause when you're too comfortable not talking, nothing gets said. Kara can see in Lee's eyes that things need to be said. He's trying to form the words and she can almost see the gears in his head turning. She's afraid of what he'll say, what he'll ask.
"Have you done any drawing lately?"
She wasn't expecting that.
He gives her a small shrug and a smile. "Helo told me he saw some of your stuff down on Caprica. I never knew you liked to paint."
"Ah well, you know me. Screw-up by day, artist by night." Kara cracks and then bites her lip cause Lee isn't smiling.
He shakes his head. "Well that lasted all of five minutes."
"Sorry, I'll be good. Promise." She says and takes a deep breath cause she means it. She wants to try.
"So, do you have any of your stuff with you?" Lee asks as the waiter sets their meals down.
"I don't know, Lee. My painting's are kinda...well, you wouldn't really get them." She shrugs and begins to tuck into dinner.
Lee cocks an amused eyebrow. "Really? Come on, I'd like to see one."
"Fine, fine. It's no big deal. Just to warn you, I don't do fruit in bowls, okay?" Kara replies, her heart racing a little. Back home, people saw her stuff all the time. They came by and Kara had no problem with it. Some liked it, some didn't. But this was Lee. He wasn't people. "What about you, huh? When you weren't being an over-achieving daddy's boy, what kind of mischief do you get up to? Oh no, let me guess. Sometimes, you didn't iron your underwear? Didn't rewind your movies before you brought them back to the video store? Or maybe you went really wild and cheated on a test at the academy?" Then she groans. "I'm sorry, it's hard!" But when Lee looks at her, he's smiling.
"I just don't want you to be all sarcastic instead of being honest." He tells her.
"Ah so we're playing the honesty game tonight?" Kara asks avoiding his eyes and focusing on the people at the other tables.
"I figured it was time for a new game." Lee said taking a drink from his glass. "Oh, okay. I got one." He puts his glass down and laughs. "Now, on pain of death, you keep this to yourself understand? Or I'll tell the Galactica all about the time you went half and half on Tigh's ambrosia." Lee threatens.
Kara's eyes widen."How did you know about that?" She was sure that Helo was the only one who knew she'd peed in Tigh's hidden bottles ambrosia
"I'm the CAG, I know all." He exclaims then leans forward.. "One time, Zak got me good for a prank I pulled on him. I can't even remember what it was I did to him right now but anyway, I'm home for the summer and Zak insists we go out to a bar to celebrate my first night home. Well, we did. Celebrate. A lot." Lee begins to laugh and Kara's body is humming with higher intensity at the sound.
He has the best most beautiful laugh, she thinks.
"So after more than a few drinks, Zak tells me that this girl is checking me out. She's cute and I'm well...it's been a while, let's just say." Lee adds with a bit of a blush.
Kara nods, fighting a smile.
"So we're dancing and she's really quiet and I'm thinking she's just shy, except all of sudden she's groping me, I mean...groping! Ellen Tigh groping!" Lee shakes his head. "But I go with it cause, well, I tend to enjoy aggressive women when they're not the Colonel's wife. Then he's kissing me and in my ear asks if I want to go back to his place."
"Wait. HE?" Kara asks for a confused second.
Lee nods, blushing furiously and laughing.
"You kissed a guy?" Kara whispers wide eyed and giggling. "That is frakking beautiful. Zak got you good, Apollo."
"Hmm, but lucky for me, Zak can't hold his liquor. Passed out and woke up next to our lovely sir the next morning."
"Oh. Nice." Kara claps in approval.
Lee bows slightly in appreciation.
"Can I ask you something?"
Kara nods finishing her wine.
"Do you miss it much? Home?" Lee asks her. Something in his eyes shifts and there's a glimmer there of something sad, but not nostalgia and Kara wonders if he means home, or if he means Zak.
"This is home now." She tells him and this time it is she who reaches across the table and touches his hand.
She watches his exhale of breath and her gives her fingers a little squeeze. Again, the shiver of electricity runs through her body, but stronger now.
"Do you wanna dance?" Lee asks as they watch a few couples moving slowly on the floor.
Kara smiles and rises. When Lee draws her close and she's breathing in the barest hint of some sort of soft cologne, and he's fitting against her so perfectly, she's hard pressed not to sigh. She closes her eyes and leans in, resting her forehead against his chin.
"I'm sorry, Kara." Lee murmurs into her hair.
"About what?" Kara asks wanting to burrow into him but that sure wouldn't be very Starbuck. Starbuck didn't need anybody...oh, wait, She wasn't Starbuck tonight, she was Kara. She exhaled in relief too.
"About letting him cut in." Lee admits, holding her close, his hand strong and warm against the small of her back while they sway softly in the dim light.