Title: King – Epsilon Sentence Ficlet

Author: Monti

Date: November 13, 2008

Rating: M

Word Count: 1166

Category: L/K AU

Warnings: None

Spoilers: None

Disclaimers: Don't own these people. Just borrowing them for a little while. I promise to put them back when I'm finished.

Author's note: Day one of the 12 Days of Fic. Awesome beta: ez_as_pi

Author's additional note: I'm not an expert on chess. I'm sure it shows.

Summary: Finding earth (the real one) sparks the competitive nature of pilots again…

09 – It was ironic that she'd used her queen to take his king; she'd finally distracted him enough to win the game.

KING

It started out innocent enough. An offhand wager from Kara saying she could win a strategy game against him. They'd had these little bets since getting settled at the end of their long journey.

First, it was poker…way too similar to triad for Kara to lose. Next up was soccer. That one was all his. Kara might have been close to pro at Pyramid, but not using her hands to score tripped her up every time. They followed soccer with flying…to see who could qualify first and Kara won that one hands down. He enjoyed being in the cockpit, but Kara lived for it. She mastered all of her skills a full week sooner than he did.

Which brought them to their current state…sitting on opposite sides of the table, full concentration on the board, trying to outmaneuver each other in a game of chess.

It was supposed to be a friendly game between them, to see which one had the better grasp of strategic planning. Lee didn't underestimate her. Kara's strong suit might be pulling it out of the fire on the fly, but she didn't lack the intelligence or the ability to think ahead.

They were through with the preliminaries and into the deeper movements…where every play mattered. Lee was pleased he seemed to be on the right track by making educated guesses for Kara's next move.

He knew her so well.

On the flipside…she knew him just as well, which she proved…much to his chagrin.

He'd spent much of the game lost in thought, plotting and planning, staring at the board while imagining the movement of the pieces in his head. Almost all of his attention was focused on the game. He finally made a play he thought would put him ahead, forcing Kara to gain ground.

And it did do that. But it also proved to be his undoing.

Two moves later, after more concentration, he glanced up to see Kara leaning forward studying the board…giving him an unimpeded view straight down her shirt. The soft skin moving enticingly as she cocked her head from side to side, before she decided which piece to advance. He didn't think anything of it at first, just enjoyed the subtle hint of flesh in his line of sight.

After Kara completed her turn, Lee pondered the remaining tokens he had in play. He was startled from his planning when Kara's foot worked its way onto his lap. When he raised his gaze, her eyes dared him to comment. He shrugged instead and turned his attention back to strategizing.

Pleased with the move he made moments later, he decided he pretty much had the match in the bag. He believed he'd walk away with winner within the next five moves…regardless of the second foot that joined the first.

It was Kara's turn and Lee watched as she observed the board. The fingers of her right hand absently stroked the curves of her ear, his eyes following their progress. He was so engrossed with watching that it caught him off guard when nimble toes started a surprisingly effective and wicked feeling massage along his already stirring length.

"Kara." There was a warning in his tone.

She spared him a glance. "Shh. I'm concentrating."

He was about to ask 'on what' when she reached forward, her fingers hovering over a game piece, stilling the question. His eyes narrowed when she appeared to change her mind and sat back to peruse the board again…all the while continuing to wreak havoc with her feet. If she kept it up he was going to have to retaliate.

By the time she finally made a move – a full five minutes later – Lee was all but ready to explode and had been plotting ways to pay Kara back for the wicked teasing. His cock was so stiff and hard he decided it was time to end the match and get started on the comeuppance. Reaching toward the piece he selected, he shot Kara a smug glance only to be stopped by her fingers brushing over his.

She leaned toward the table, breasts on display again, looking down at the tokens left in play. "If you're going to do what I think you are, you can't." She met his eyes, hers full of humor. "You're in check." She worked her toes in his lap again, the grin on her face widening.

In check? The hell he was. Lee directed his gaze to the board, doing his best to ignore her fingertips, which were now caressing his hand.

Son of a bitch. He was trapped. Brilliantly.

It was ironic that she'd used her queen to take his king; she'd finally distracted him enough to win the game. Or hell…maybe she'd been five steps ahead of him the whole time.

Whichever it was didn't matter…cause he was free to make his next move. Grasping Kara's chin with one hand, he use the other to sweep the board and its contents to the side. Dislodging her feet, he rose, tilting her face up to mesh his lips hungrily to hers.

Kara stood also, not breaking the kiss. Wasting no time, she crawled up and across the table to be hauled into Lee's arms while she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Finally coming up for air, she rested her forehead against his. "What's the saying? To the victor goes the spoils?" She brushed her lips along his temple, before looking down at him.

A sly grin spread across Lee's face. "Something like that…" Cupping her ass, he pressed her against his still hard length. "Unless I can persuade you to accept a final challenge." Holding her hips with one hand, the other slid up her back, trapping her breasts against his chest.

Feeling the heat arc between them, Kara moaned, getting hotter by the second. "Hmm…only if this deal involves an exchange of bodily fluids." Her lips caught his in a heated kiss.

Gods, she was killing him. Easing back so he didn't lose the bet before it even started, Lee nodded. "Oh yeah. It does." Turning, he carried her toward the stairs…and their bed.

Kara grinned. "So…what's the bet?" She wriggled in his arms and laughed when his eyes slid closed and he gripped her hips to keep her still.

It was her turn to gasp when he nipped at her neck then sucked on the pulse point. His lips traveled up the column of her throat so he could whisper huskily in her ear. "First one to break, wins?" His tongue darted out to swirl around the edge making Kara shudder in reaction.

Leaning in to kiss Lee, Kara mumbled against his mouth. "You're on." Her tongue slipped inside his mouth, just a short teasing thrust since they were at the edge of the bed. "In my book that's called a win, win scenario."

Her laughter rang out when Lee tossed her on the bed then toppled down beside her.

Let the challenge commence.

FIN