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Well done, everyone! We had eleven bingos yesterday, which is 55 more Kara/Lee drabbles than we had the day before. BRAVO!

There was no clear winner for yesterday's Most Bingos, instead a four-way tie with two bingos each for:

UPDATE ON PRIZES
1. Most Bingos prize includes only those bingos made between the posting time and 12:00 midnight PST the same night. Winners receive banners.
2. Blackouts will now receive a banner in addition to the drabble. Blackouts can be made on any card at any time throughout the game.

THE TWIST IS STILL IN EFFECT. For today, none of your drabbles can be set in Season 2. Enjoy and here we go!

SEASON 2 CARDS

Complete rules can be found HERE.

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From:

rayruz.livejournal.com

Kick in the ass, PG

Watching Kara give up on the crutches felt oddly like she had taken one of them and smashed him in the chest with it. Something had shot down her confidence, but he wasn't sure what. After the miracle she'd pulled dragging herself off that planet, she should be feeling like a god now.

Maybe an ego boost wasn't what she needed, Lee thought as he walked away from sickbay. He turned the corner to see Colonel Tigh barking a sarcastic order at some unsuspecting deckhand and Lee realized that Kara probably just needed a good kick in the ass.

***

Torture, PG-13

Lee lay in the far corner of the cell, eyes open but unfocused. His skin was marred with cuts and bruises and the only indication that he was still alive was the fluttering rise and fall of his chest.

Frakking toasters.

Kara bent down next to him, trying to figure out where to touch him without causing him any more pain. "Lee?" she breathed, letting her hand rest gently on his shoulder.

"Get away from me!!" he hissed as he recoiled, panic edging his voice.

"Lee! It's me." Kara held on until he focused. "I'm getting you out of here."

***

Frak Space, NC-17

The word "please" hovered on Kara's tongue, but she bit her lip and moaned through gritted teeth and refused to give Lee the satisfaction of hearing her beg.

Excruciatingly slowly--Lee's tongue traced trails through her slick folds, flicking lightly at her clit before sliding away again. Lords of Kobol, he was going to drive her insane. She threaded her fingers through his hair and tugged roughly, pulling him to her--get on with it, Lee.

But he grasped her wrists and pushed her arms behind her back and licked her long and slow.

She knew she'd come when he wanted her to.

***

Captain Thrace, PG

Lee stood at the podium, staring out at the pilots in front of him. Slowly, they were recovering. Slowly, they were becoming a unit. The scattered, battered group of pilots was starting to resemble a squadron once again. Lee felt a certain amount of pride, standing before them as CAG. He had lost his command on Pegasus, but he had Galactica’s air group and that was all he needed.

One of the most remarkable changes, he grudgingly had to admit, was Starbuck.

After the briefing, he pulled her aside. “Welcome back to the fleet, Captain Thrace. Don’t frak it up.

***

Razor, PG

“Ow.”

“What?” Kara pushed past Lee in the small head, dropped her pants and sat on the toilet.

Lee shook his head and looked away. Gods, she had no shame. He leaned in closer to the mirror, examining the small nick he’d gotten when Kara bumped the arm he’d been shaving with. “I think you’re secretly trying to kill me.”

“Secretly?” she repeated, a smirk in her voice.

“Yes. A devious plot to do away with me by covering me in tiny cuts. It’s brilliant actually, no way to pin it on you.”

“Too complicated. Guns are easier,” she teased.

From:

word-vomity.livejournal.com

well goooooooooooooooooood morning! Haha. Love your Frak Space! So hott! Yeah, hott with two t's cuz it's just THAT sexy! :)

and why does Kara never shut the door in the bathroom? That little firecracker!