#32 - Eye - Expanded

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She stared at the bunk above, lost in thought.

Azure. Ocean-blue. Cerulean blue. Cloudless-sky-out-on-the-prairies-blue. Steel blue. Sapphire blue. Midnight blue. Ice blue. Come-frak-me-till-I'm-dead-on-the-floor-blue ... no wait, that wasn't really a colour.

She chuckled, eyes closing at the thought. That was so ... not like Lee. He was way too straight-laced to frak a woman senseless on the floor.

"Too bad," she sighed wistfully to herself. "I could really make it worth his while ..."

She drifted back off into thoughts of just how exceedingly intense, piercing and just damn pretty those eyes were, not noticing someone else had entered the room and shut the hatch quietly till she felt the mattress sag beside her.

She jumped, startled. "Lee!"

"Did I scare you?" Laughing blue ... gods help me!

"I was just thinking."

A pause, eyes locked, narrowing in, searching, finding ...

"Cubit for your thoughts."

"Wha ...?" She pulled herself out of those deep, crystal clear pools of blue with extreme effort.

"What were you thinking about?" Lee tried again, his eyes twinkling with a smile.

"I ... nothing ... I was just ... it was nothing," she stammered lamely.

"Really." His word said he believed her, but his eyes ... oh those eyes! Impossible to lie to those eyes. So pretty, so very, very pretty. And demanding. She liked demanding. Demanding wasn't a pushover like most men. Demanding was good. It meant he was a challenge.

"Really." She gave him her most 'Starbuck' smile.

"Really?" He leaned in, so close she nearly drowned in those eyes. "I don't believe you."

"You don't?"

"I don't." His tone was mild, but the eyes were challenging her to tell him the truth. Well, why not ...

She leaned up on her elbows so they were nearly nose to nose. "What if I told you I was thinking about you frakking a woman senseless on the floor?"

His eyes flared wide and dark, surprise masking some other emotion he was trying not to share. His breath was warm on her mouth and his eyes pierced her like arrows. The arrow of Apollo? she suddenly thought, and couldn't suppress a chuckle as the double-entendre hit her.

"What? Is the thought of me frakking a woman senseless on the floor that funny?"

"It certainly isn't commonplace." The chuckle grew into a guffaw.

He leaned in closer. "Just because it isn't something I do every day doesn't mean I don't want to."

Ouch! She burned from the passion searing her as his eyes locked with hers and refused to let go. It really should be a crime to have eyes like those!

Deep and dark as the vacuum of space, they drew her in till she forgot ... everything.

"Prove it," she panted, not caring that he could see the flush beginning on her cheeks and the way her eyes glazed over as the pupils rapidly dilated.

"You have someone in mind?" he asked, just as breathlessly, eyes pulling her closer.

Their breaths mingled, noses touched briefly as the tingles of anticipation jumped from body to body.

"You choose."

His eyes finally released hers and traveled down, stopping longing at her full, pouty lips; down to her full chest, straining to push the zipper down just that much further and expose herself to him. The tab was nestled in just the right place to show off a few inches of creamy, mouthwatering skin.

With an effort he dragged his eyes back up to meet hers.

"On the floor," he said thickly, hands grabbing her upper arms and pulling her off the bunk.

"Me?" she squeaked, surprised yet not really surprised. Lee was a master eye-frakker and since he'd come to Galactica he'd turned his full attention on her, though she'd only half believed he was serious.

He pulled her flush against him. "Did you really think there was anyone else?"

During the next two hours, not only did Lee frak her senseless on the floor, they also christened the bed and the table.

Later they la together, trying to recover physically and mentally from what had happened. Lee stroked her back gently, never taking his eyes off her.

"So what were you really thinking when I came in?"

fin