BSG - Betrayal of Trust - chapter 4
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Lee and Eagle stood locked together, exploring each other with their mouths and hands, till she began to undress him. A warning klaxon went off in Lee's head and he knew he had to get away before he passed the point of no return. He was already flirting dangerously close to it, and her eager hands beginning to undo his pants was encouraging him to cross it.
"No, I can't," he finally said, breaking off their steamy kiss and pushing her hands away.
"Why?" Her eyes were dark with confusion.
"I ... I just can't."
"She is your girlfriend, isn't she?" she asked accusingly, backing a step away.
"No, she isn't," he replied, knowing exactly what she was talking about. "Please, it's not that..."
She looked at him with hurt eyes. "Then what?"
"I can't ... I just don't ... not the first time..." He stammered as his face flushed bright red.
She looked at him quizzically, then her face cleared as understanding dawned. "You don't want to on a 'first date'?"
"Yeah," he breathed a sigh of relief that she understood. "I just don't feel right, you know? I mean, we hardly know each other and ..."
"And I'm free tomorrow morning. We can get to know each other better. " She walked up to him and kissed him gently.
"But I'm on duty then."
"I know. The rest of your team will be gone. We can have your bunkroom all to ourselves." She ran her tongue along his lips. He wanted it, there was no doubt about that. She just had to find a way to lure him.
"If you're interested, meet me there tomorrow at 09:30." She smiled seductively at him and then walked away.
Lee needed a few moments before heading back to bed. Firstly, he needed to collect his thoughts - his mind was scattered and he needed all his wits about him in order to fence with Kara. Secondly, there was no mistaking what he'd been up to if he met anyone in the corridor.
As much as he hated the thought of betraying Kara, he needed to be loved and touched. It was only human, and since Kara didn't seem willing, Lee was resigning himself to having to settle for second best.
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Kara seethed. She lay in her bunk wondering when things had changed and why. He's turning into one of them, she thought. I'm losing him. And the thought panicked her. Kara didn't deal well with panic. Anger she was quite familiar with though, and wasn't anger just the opposite side of the coin from fear? So she chose to be angry with Lee instead.
She checked the clock numerous times. He'd been gone almost two hours. What could he be up to? He'd just gone for a walk to cool off hadn't he? It was a pretty regular occurrence for Lee. The two of them had a way of pushing each other's buttons that often had them at each other's throats. Kara would just keep pushing till things became physical, but Lee, being the more rational of the two, usually chose to leave and let things simmer down before confronting the issue again. But he was usually only gone half an hour or so. What was taking him so long?
Just when Kara was certain her blood was going to boil over, she heard the hatch opening.
"You get lost or what?"
"Give it a rest Kara." He sighed. Obviously time apart hadn't helped.
"You've been gone hours. Where were you?"
"What are you, my keeper? I don't have to tell you where I go and what I do when I'm not with you."
"Fine." She climbed under the covers and turned towards the wall.
"Kara. ..."
"I'm going to sleep." She had her 'don't frak with me' tone. Great. Let it go Lee, he told himself. Deal with it in the morning.
But the thought of morning brought back thoughts of Eagle, and their 9:30 rendezvous. Lee climbed into bed but knew he wasn't going to get much sleep. He had a choice to make. He wished he could talk to Kara about it. She was the queen of rule-breaking, and he could use her opinion on whether or not she thought he should toss aside all the rules he'd always followed for pleasure.
Even if they hadn't been fighting, he wouldn't have dared though. They had an unspoken agreement that neither of them talked about sex or anything intimate with the other. Didn't really make sense considering they were open and free when talking about anything else with each other. But since when does anything with Kara make sense? Lee settled into his bunk, arms crossed under his head, ready for a long night.
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Cain sat in her office, service records of both Apollo and Starbuck in front of her. She'd been pondering for some while what to do with them. It was fairly obvious they weren't going to fit into the squadron with the others, especially Starbuck, but Cain didn't want to send them back to Galactica either. Adama was too close with both of them, with good reason, but he allowed far too much leeway. In order to remain professional you had to have no personal friendship with your crew. Cain believed this wholeheartedly and insisted her crew follow it's dictates. No personal relationships whatsoever, especially not between officers and those under their command.
She had to keep them here, and somehow she had to separate them. Apollo and Starbuck were far too close.
A slow smile spread across her face as the perfect idea dawned on her. Yes, that's what she would do. It would solve a lot of problems. Would likely cause a few as well, but she knew how to deal with that.
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Kara stretched lazily and sat up, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed.
"You're up early," she commented, yawning, as Lee walked into the bunkroom, fully dressed, hair still damp.
"Yeah, I've got to go see the President this morning," he lied, turning away from her to open his locker. He knew Kara would see right through him if she looked into his eyes. He'd always had trouble hiding things from her.
"Lucky," she whined, standing up and starting to undress. "Can I come too?"
"I thought you liked flying."
"I do, but flying with them? I'd rather spend a morning with the President."
"Ouch - I know how you hate politics - never thought you hated them more." He turned to face her, not realizing she was nearly naked. "Ahem," he coughed, turning around quickly.
She pulled on her sports bra and tanks. "I told you, Taylor's got it in for me, and the others are nasty to me too, just within allowable bounds."
"We're the newbies, they're not going to accept us easily, you know that."
"They seem to have accepted you," she said acidly, pulling on her uniform.
Lee turned to face her. "Probably because I follow the rules." As soon as he said it, he realized the hypocrisy of that statement, given what he was about to do. He flushed and turned away. "Let them know I won't be able to be part of the drill this morning, okay?"
"Sure," Kara said, running her fingers through her hair to comb it. "Ouch! I hate long hair."
Lee chuckled. "That hardly qualifies as long, it's not even down to your shoulders."
"Long for me. If I need a brush, it's too long." She rummaged through her locker looking for it. "Aha!" She pulled it out and began to brush. "Owwww!" she whined.
"You are so juvenile Kara." For an answer, she stuck out her tongue at him. "I'm gone. I'll see you when I get back." Lee headed out of the room.
"Have fun," she sang out.
Lee smiled ruefully. He planned on having fun. But he hated having to lie to Kara. For now though, he needed a place to go wait till 09:30.
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"Alright everyone. We're all going out today, practicing our evasive and offensive maneouvres."
"Sir, Apollo won't be joining us," Kara offered as he paused for a breath.
"Why not?"
"He was summoned by the President." Taylor made a nasty face, and the other pilots could be heard mocking him quietly.
"Very well, we'll make do without him. Everyone to your Vipers. Time for prelaunch."
They were busy for the next fifteen minutes prepping their planes, and Kara didn't have time to notice she'd forgotten her gloves. It became apparent though, as she climbed the steps to enter the cockpit and reached to unclip them from her flightsuit. "Frak." She hopped back down. "I forgot my gloves. Be back in five."
Taylor nodded brusquely and she took off at a run. No need to waste time and piss him off. Might as well start the day off right for a change.
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Lee opened the hatch to the bunkroom hesitantly, but smiled when he saw Eagle waiting for him, a large smile on her face.
"I'm glad you decided to come," she said, walking forward to Lee and putting her arms around his neck. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her close. She smelled sweet, flowery, and Lee wondered where she'd have gotten something that smelled so good. On Galactica, they'd already run out of luxuries long ago, and the necessities just didn't smell so good.
Lee let himself get lost in the moment, and before he knew it, they were lying entangled on his bunk, both naked. He hadn't felt so good in a long, long time. Except in his dreams with Kara of course, but then he'd always woken feeling frustrated and unfulfilled. Lee, always the gentleman, made sure to explore her body fully and give her pleasure before taking his own. Soon she was panting and whispering his name over and over.
"Apollo, oh... Apollo ..." she moaned. "More, please more." And Lee was happy to oblige. He entered her and began to thrust in and out, burying his face in her neck and closing his eyes in pleasure.
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Kara noticed the slightly-open hatch door as she reached the bunkroom. I thought I closed that. Oh well, maybe someone was cleaning and forgot to shut it. She pushed open the door slowly and began to walk in, when she was stopped by the sound of moaning and heavy breathing. Her eyes flew to Lee's bunk, currently occupied by a very naked and sweaty Lee Adama, making love to some brunette she'd never seen before.
Her jaw dropped almost literally to the ground. How could he do this? Lee! Her Lee! He lied to her, had her lie to protect him so he could frak another woman. Kara was so shocked she could hardly move, but she needed to get out of there fast. Watching Lee with another woman was making her feel sick to her stomach.
She quickly tiptoed forwards, grabbed her gloves from her still-open locker, and backed out, feeling heartsick. Now she truly had lost him.
TBC