Lee knew he was biased when he assigned the mission to Kara, but honestly he just wanted to see her in heels one more time before he died so he could know that flare of desire wasn't just in his dreams.


Lee knew he was biased when he assigned the mission to Kara, but honestly he just wanted to see her in heels one more time before he died so he could know that flare of desire wasn't just in his dreams.

When she came into his office after the job was done, he started rethinking his decision. The black dress was hugging the curves of her body like a second skin. And the heels? The heels made her legs look like they went on for miles. Her hair was lying loose on her shoulders, and Lee could just imagine how fantastic it would smell.

In a nutshell, she was trouble personified.

And he had sent her out into an unsuspecting world.

"Going to say something, Adama?" Kara said, giving him that grin of hers as she slinked over to his desk.

Lee tried to keep his eyes off of her body, but somehow they kept being drawn back to her extremely low-cut dress. He suddenly realized that zip sweatshirt she always wore was conservative compared to this new outfit. "Mission accomplished?"

"With ease. You should have seen those guys on the Prometheus. They were salivating from the second I walked into the room." Kara took a seat on the edge of his desk and smiled when she saw his gaze drift down to the way her skirt was riding up. "Something tells me that you had a hand in choosing this outfit."

"I chose the heels. The mission planning staff did the rest."

Kara's eyebrows shot up. She had been joking. She really didn't think that Lee had had a part in picking out this ridiculously trampy outfit. "Are you sure? Because when I saw what they gave me to put under it, my mind jumped to you."

Lee fought the urge to ask her to show him what she meant. He dug his fingers into his thighs underneath the desk as he willed himself to calm down. He was going to have to stand up at some point, and he did not want Kara to see the little surprise he was currently growing in his pants.

Kara slid her body across the desk until she sat right in front of him. Spreading her legs, she dug both heels into the arms of his desk chair. Lee was proud of himself. He actually made it five seconds before trailing his gaze up the smooth skin of her calf to her equally attractive thigh and finally to the small scrap of black he could see covering areas of her body he had no right to be looking at.

Kara's hand came out to tilt his chin up until his eyes met hers again. "I forgot how much of a guy you are sometimes."

"Well, when you keep toying with me like that, Kara, I tend to forget that it's you."

She stuck her tongue out at him, and Lee let out a sigh of relief. The mood was broken. He could calm himself down now. Kara slid off the desk and stretched her body out. Lee tried to focus on his work before he got himself in trouble again.

"I guess you're too busy to hear my report," Kara said.

Lee kept staring at the papers in front of him. "I have loads to do."

He heard the soft clack of Kara's shoes on the metal floor. When the sound of the hatch clanging shut echoed through his office, Lee let out a deep sigh. That had been close.

"You deserve a break, sir."

Lee's eyes went wide to see that Kara was still standing in his office. As if to make her point clear, she turned the lock on the hatch.

"What are you doing, Kara?"

Kara smiled at Lee before reaching up to push the straps of her dress off her shoulders. "I really think you should see what they rounded up for under this dress."

Lee was about to protest when the dress that had been clinging so tightly to her curves fell off her body with ease. He wasn't really sure what he was looking at. He couldn't concentrate that well. All he knew was it was black and lacy and barely there.

"You like?" Kara whispered.

Lee couldn't hold back the nod.

She kicked the dress away from her feet and slowly made her way back over to stand in front of him. Lee was intoxicated by the way her hips moved to the rhythm of her body. Kara let him look his fill before lifting herself onto his desk. She crawled the few inches it took to put her face close to his. Her breath teased the curve of his neck as she leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I have a confession to make, Lee."

"What's that?"

"I lied. The guys down in mission planning only chose the dress. The rest was all me."

Her voice was a gentle purring in his ear, and Lee could feel himself getting harder. "I thought you said it reminded you of me."

"It does." Kara ran a hand through his hair and smiled. "Every single time I wear them, I'm reminded of you."

Lee fought the urge to come on the spot.

Kara leaned back on her heels. Lee watched in awe as she moved her hand behind her back. With a small snap, the clasp of the bra was undone and she was barely holding the thin black material on with her wrist. He knew she was waiting for him to stop her. They were always playing this little power struggle with one another.

"You don't want me to stop, do you?"

Kara's words snapped his attention back up to her face. As an answer, he stood up out of his seat and pull her arms down. The lacey bra fell to the floor. Kara felt her face flush. Lee's eyes were heating up her skin.

She was about to crack a joke when he lowered his mouth to trail a line of kisses along her collarbone. Her hands came up to cradle his head, and she thanked the gods that she was sitting on a desk. His mouth teased slow circles around first one breast and then the other. She found herself squirming against his touch and then fighting to not cry out when he finally took her nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. He whispered soft words against her skin that she couldn't quite make out but she knew whatever he was saying, it was good.

Lee leaned their bodies back until Kara was laid across the length of his desk. There was paperwork all over, but he honestly didn't care right now. He ran his hands down her stomach as he shifted to suck her bottom lip. She opened her mouth to him, and Lee knew there was no chance of stopping this anymore.

His hands sought out the small scrap of silk still covering her, and he ran a finger along her folds. He could feel her body bucking against his desk and knew that as much as he wanted to stretch this out, he was already too far gone.

Kara's hand moved from the back of his head to reach down to the fly of his pants. She quickly unzipped him and pushed her fingers inside to pull him in hand. Lee cursed the fact that he hadn't joined her on the desk. His knees were going to give out if she kept stroking him like that.

Lee pulled back to rest his forehead against her temple. "I think I feel asleep over those reports."

Kara let out a soft laugh. Her whole body shook against his. "This is not a dream… sir."

Lee fought the urge to pull his pants down and start fraking her right here, right now. She must know what bringing up his superior rank would do that to him. Fine, she could play with him, but he wasn't going to let her have the pleasure of succeeding. He shifted back so that her hand was too far away to keep tormenting him.

His hand came out to tickle her stomach, taking time to lightly caress the scars she gained on Caprica. "Keep going," she urged him.

Lee slid the panties down off her hips and threw them across the room. He drank in the sight of her naked body, spread out on the surface he worked on every day, and then he finally locked eyes with hers. "What do you want from this, Kara?"

"I thought that was obvious."

Lee shook his head. Knowing Kara, this could range from her wanting to take their relationship to the next level to wanting him to use his tongue to work her into an oblivion.

She licked her lips and smiled up at him. Her voice was even and controlled, a direct contrast to the way Lee's insides were churning. "I want you to frak me, Lee. I want to feel you push yourself deep inside me. I want you to admit that that was what you wanted to do since the second you saw me in that dress. I want you to work me hard and fast, and I want you to make me scream."

Lee took a step back and pushed his jacket to the floor. His tanks and pants soon followed. He didn't need much more of an invitation than that.

As he was sliding his underwear of his body, he noticed Kara had sat up on the desk. She was unbuckling her shoes. "No," he hissed. Her eyes shot up to look at him. "Leave those on."

Kara smiled at him and swung her legs to hang off the edge of his desk. When he finally got his briefs off, she spread her legs and crooked a finger. Lee didn't have to be told twice.

He grasped both of her legs behind her knees and tugged her the last few inches until she was flush against him. He could already feel her teetering on the edge, and it suddenly occurred to him that maybe this wasn't only about letting him live out the rest of his fantasy. Maybe she really did want this, too.

Kara moved her hands down to position him at her opening and hissed as he took his cue to push himself into her. It was only a few inches, but it felt deliciously right. She had just adjusted to the intrusion when Lee leaned to kiss the top of her breast. She brought her hands up to cradle his head as he used his tongue to explore every inch of her chest.

His teeth bit down on the side of her breast as he finally pushed himself all the way inside of her. She was taken completely off guard which was why her orgasm ripped through her from head to toe.

Lee let her ride it out before he started moving. The heels of Kara's shoes cut into his back as she leaned back on the desk, tightening the angle. Lee felt the difference immediately and he barely had time to warn her to hang on before he started giving her what she wanted.

He could feel their bodies slamming together and knew there would be bruises in the morning. Gods, they would be lucky if they could even walk. She was growling under her breath, urging him on, so Lee didn't care how much it hurt. He wanted this.

Lee fought to stay in control until he finally felt the tension in Kara's body break. The sound of her screams mingled with his moans as he released himself inside of her.

They clung to each other as the need to breathe finally overpowered the urge to not move one muscle.

"Did I tell you that I liked your shoes?" Lee whispered in her ear, earning himself the pleasure of feeling her body shake with laughter.