Appearances Can Be Deceiving

Chapter8

"I still don't think we should have rushed off like that," Kara said to Sam as they reached the hangar bay.

"Trust me." replied Sam, "I'm sure the last thing he would have wanted to see when he regained consciousness was two more faces peering down at him. Besides, his father will make sure he gets the best care possible." Sam smiled at Kara as he took her in his arms and kissed her forehead tenderly. "Speaking of the Admiral, he made a few phone calls and arranged a 48 hour honeymoon for us, so he knows where to find us if it turns out to be anything serious."

Kara melted into Sam's embrace and felt somewhat reassured, though she didn't mention to him Lee's strange behavior during the wedding ceremony. She wasn't sure what she would have said. Lee had been standing behind her where she couldn't see him, yet she had sensed something was wrong. His hand had felt clammy and had been shaking somewhat, and his breathing had seemed too fast, but she never would have expected that he was in any danger of passing out. Yet she had felt concerned enough to try and convey to him the need to pull himself together in the middle of the ceremony.

"So is it really true?" Helo asked as they approached.

"Is what true?" Sam inquired.

"The Admiral called and asked if I would mind shuttling a newly married couple to the Rising Star for their honeymoon. From the way Kara's dressed I'm guessing it must be you guys!" Although she was wearing her favorite old military jacket, the one she had rescued from her apartment on Caprica, her wedding dress was still plainly visible.

"Can you believe I let her talk me into marrying her?" Sam said as he gave Kara a mischievous smile.

"Shut up!" Kara replied while beaming up at him radiantly she put her arms around his neck and brought his mouth to hers.

Helo broke out in a huge grin and said, "I didn't even know you guys were even engaged," and then practically yelled, "Congratulations!" He extended his hand to Sam who shook it enthusiastically. Then he hugged Kara in a huge embrace. "Hey everybody," said as he loosened his hold on her and called out loudly for all in the hangar bay to hear, "Starbuck just got married!"

That got everybody's attention; they stopped whatever they were doing to come over to where the three of them were standing.

It wasn't often that they were able to put Starbuck on the spot, and they weren't about to let this opportunity slip away. Those that knew Kara best had many suggestive comments to make about just what she and Sam should do on their honeymoon. Kara was a good sport knowing that if it had been one of them she would have enjoyed dishing out the same comments to them.

"Okay, Kat, that's enough drooling over my husband. You better go calm yourself down by frakking Hot Dog." That received a laugh from everyone, including Hot Dog.

Sam whispered something to Helo who nodded his head and announced, "Well, I know Starbuck and Sam would love to stand around and talk all evening, but I feel it's my duty to drag them off to their honeymoon." Lots of catcalls and more suggestive comments were heard as they boarded the raptor.

"So Helo, how does it feel to be setting out on our honeymoon with us?" Kara laughingly asked as the raptor door closed.

Helo was glad to see his friend so happy. He knew she and Sam had been through a lot since getting back to the fleet. "Just keep your clothes on till we get to the Rising Star, please. I don't need any distractions while I'm flying."

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Sam dropped the duffel bag carrying their things outside the hatch to their room on the Rising Star. "Okay, Mrs. Anders, prepare for the traditional carrying across the threshold," Sam said as he pushed the hatch door ajar.

"Who said I want to be called 'Mrs. Anders'?" Kara teasingly replied.

"Well, you can decide on that later. Enough talking for now, though," he said as he broke out in a smile, bent over, and swooped her up onto his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He pushed the duffel on the floor into the room with his foot as he walked through the hatch with her beating her fists on his back and trying not to laugh as she yelled, "Put me down, you moron!"

"Your wish is my command, wife!" as he tossed her on the bed and straddled her. He took her hands in his and gently kissed them. Then, with a twinkle in his eyes, he pinned her hands to the bed above her head just as she had done to him the first time they had frakked each other. "Any other requests?" he asked suggestively as he dragged his tongue along the base of her neck.

"Frak!" was all that came out of Kara's mouth as his kisses aroused her very quickly.

Sam stopped what he was doing to raise his head to where he could see Kara's eyes and said, "Now there's a great suggestion. Wish I'd thought of it!"

"Will you please quit talking so mmm….." replied Kara, as Sam resumed his attention to her neck. He loved the way his attention seemed to rend her unable to speak coherently.

Once again Sam broke off what he was doing. This time he scooted himself further back and pulled Kara by her hands to a sitting position. He looked deep into her eyes as he tenderly cradled her face between his large hands. It warmed his heart to see the love and desire he felt for Kara reflected back from her eyes. Without breaking that link between them, he began to unbutton Kara's jacket and pushed it off of her shoulders. Kara let it slide down her arms and then tossed it onto the floor beside the bed.

Sam pushed the thin spaghetti straps of Kara's dress off her shoulders. Finally breaking eye contact, his eyes followed his left finger as it pushed the strap down her right arm to the perfect circle emblazoned on her arm. He traced the circle with his finger and smiled at Kara. She glanced down at the circle on her arm and reached to unzip Sam's jacket. She wanted to see his mark signifying his love and devotion to her. He removed his jacket, but Kara decided his shirt needed removing as well, and it quickly joined the stack of clothing beginning to accumulate beside the bed. Sam reached behind her and began unzipping her dress as he resumed kissing her neck. Kara tilted her head back to give him better access and let out a small gasp of surprise.

Sam stopped his kisses to look at Kara's face. She had a naughty smile on her lips. Her eyes motioned for him to look up. Puzzled, he looked up at the ceiling to see their image reflected in a huge series of mirrors positioned directly over the bed.

"They don't call this the honeymoon suite for nothing," Sam said laughing.

Kara pulled him down till he was lying beside her left side. Looking up at the mirrors, she watched herself put a leg over his and embrace him so that the individual circles on their arms blended into one. She rested her head against his chest and sighed contentedly as her eyes connected with his in the reflection above.

Sam felt like his heart would burst with happiness as he gazed up at the reflection of the woman of his dreams lying lovingly in his arms wearing the mark stating she was his and his alone. Something primal surged within him. Wanting to feel her body against his, he eagerly began to tug her dress down. As her breasts were revealed he took in a sharp breath, but he did not stop until she was wearing only a white, lacy thong.

Kara felt the same strong desire and went to work unbuckling Sam's belt and unzipping his pants. She realized it had been over a month since they had made love, and her desire to have him between her legs was heating her up quickly. As she removed Sam's underwear his erection showed her his desire matched her own. Sam straddled her again and held her hands in his against the bed as he rubbed his face between her breasts. He began kissing her breasts but avoided the nipples to tease her. Suddenly he took a nipple in his mouth and rubbed the back of his tongue over it repeatedly while breathing in through his mouth. Kara arched her back and moaned in pleasure. He repeated the same technique on the other breast before beginning a trail of kisses down to her navel. Memories of kissing Kara there back on Caprica came to mind. He thought to himself, this time I have a mission to accomplish: frak this woman senseless. He released her hands and ran his down her sides enjoying the softness of her skin. He put his hands underneath the sides of her thong and pushed it away from her body. He slowly moved it down her legs, kissing her inner thighs as he did so. As he finally removed it from her body, he held it up for her to see.

"I don't know which I like more: seeing you wear this or getting to take it off you." She just smiled her provocative smile as he tossed it onto the mound of clothes.

One hand continued to caress her body while the other went to the spot between her legs that he knew would bring her to ecstasy. Kara spread her legs wide in order for him to get a better angle at which to pleasure her. He brought her to the brink of coming and then shifted his body till he was teasing her with his cock. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him inside her. They both gasped simultaneously as the sensation initially overwhelmed them. Sam withdrew himself slowly causing Kara to moan in disappointment; she felt so complete with him inside her.

"Listen," he said to her.

As he repeated the process of entering and withdrawing from her, the sound of her wetness lubricating his thrusts was easy to hear.

"That's the sound of our desire…and love," he whispered.

Frakking Sam was commandeering all of her senses; the feel of him thrusting into her, the sounds of her wetness, the smell of her sex, the taste of salt from kissing him, all worked together to make her grip him harder with her legs. Her body language urged him to frak her harder. He was as aroused as she was; her encouragement spurred him to fulfill her desire. Her breathing became quick gasps as she whimpered "Sam!" "Sam!"

He continued his thrusting as he felt her begin to spasm into an orgasm; he joined her in going over the edge.

Their spent bodies lay entangled in each others arms as they recovered from their exertions. Sam kissed Kara's forehead and brushed some stray hairs away from her face.

Kara looked up at their reflection again. She embraced him so that the rings on their arms once again united into one.

"I think we should make this permanent." Kara said.

"Uh… Kara, marriage is permanent," Sam teased her.

"The rings, you moron!" she said laughingly.

He thought about that for a moment. He carefully traced the ring on her arm with two fingers. "Are you sure? Your skin is so beautiful the way it is."

She propped herself up on an elbow so she could look at him better. "Well, I did think of adding some embellishment to the rings."

Sam gave her a searching look. He could never be sure just how wild some of her ideas would turn out to be.

"Embellishments?" he asked skeptically.

"I was thinking about wings - one on your ring and one on mine; something that you wouldn't be able to tell what it is unless our rings are joined."

Sam marveled to himself how Kara's eyes sparkled when she became excited about an idea. He thought about her proposal for just a second. His fingers that had been tracing her ring moved to her chin which he gently held while he kissed her lips.

"I'm fine with whatever you want Kara. I just want you to be happy."

Kara closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It had been a whirlwind of a day; when she had awoken that morning little did she suspect she would find herself married by the end of it. She felt happy and contented, though. The end of the world had reinforced the need to grab what she could when she could. She knew she and Sam could build a good life together. So far they were off to a good start.