Pilots Bingo: Frakking Kinky
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no_takebacksHee! Ya'll didn't think I was going to do a Pilots Bingo without getting to the smut, did you? Haaa! Hell no, my friends. :D:D
First, most of yesterday's bingos were drabbles woven into bigger stories of their own. Wonderful fic with lots of angst and hope and a smidgeon of smut. Our winner for Most Bingos:
AND A BLACKOUT WAS ACHIEVED!!! \o/ \o/ Congratulations:
PLACES CARD
KINK CARD
NO TWIST
There is no twist today, but all drabbles must stay in the BSG Universe (e.g. Twelve Worlds, cylons, etc.).
HOW TO PLAY TODAY
To get a bingo today, all of your drabbles must have an R or NC-17 rating. (Don't know the difference? I generally label NC-17 for graphic descriptions of the sex act and/or the use of any of the three C-words. I think of R as hot and heavy but fade-to-black when it comes to the actual sex descriptions.)
NOTES ON CARDS
For the Places card, to claim a space, you must write a sex act that occurs in that location.
For the Kink card, simply use one of the prompts to inspire a sexual act.
For the Cuddle Space, to claim this space, write a drabble with post-coital affection. Awwww!
WARNINGS
I'm not going to place limits on your kink, but please warn if it might be squicky or triggering to others (this generally includes: anal sex, blood, physical violence, bdsm, noncon, dubcon). Drabbles containing these elements without a warning will be screened.
PORN NOT YOUR THING?
If you want to write a lower rating, all of the other cards are available and still active. Please WRITE MORE DRABBLES!! :D:D There will also be a creative set of cards tomorrow that do not have any rating requirements.
Oh, and please continue to number your bingos. Very helpful! :D
First, most of yesterday's bingos were drabbles woven into bigger stories of their own. Wonderful fic with lots of angst and hope and a smidgeon of smut. Our winner for Most Bingos:
AND A BLACKOUT WAS ACHIEVED!!! \o/ \o/ Congratulations:
PLACES CARD
KINK CARD
NO TWIST
There is no twist today, but all drabbles must stay in the BSG Universe (e.g. Twelve Worlds, cylons, etc.).
HOW TO PLAY TODAY
To get a bingo today, all of your drabbles must have an R or NC-17 rating. (Don't know the difference? I generally label NC-17 for graphic descriptions of the sex act and/or the use of any of the three C-words. I think of R as hot and heavy but fade-to-black when it comes to the actual sex descriptions.)
NOTES ON CARDS
For the Places card, to claim a space, you must write a sex act that occurs in that location.
For the Kink card, simply use one of the prompts to inspire a sexual act.
For the Cuddle Space, to claim this space, write a drabble with post-coital affection. Awwww!
WARNINGS
I'm not going to place limits on your kink, but please warn if it might be squicky or triggering to others (this generally includes: anal sex, blood, physical violence, bdsm, noncon, dubcon). Drabbles containing these elements without a warning will be screened.
PORN NOT YOUR THING?
If you want to write a lower rating, all of the other cards are available and still active. Please WRITE MORE DRABBLES!! :D:D There will also be a creative set of cards tomorrow that do not have any rating requirements.
Oh, and please continue to number your bingos. Very helpful! :D
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QUESTIONS?
Date: 2011-07-23 01:29 pm (UTC)Re: QUESTIONS?
Date: 2011-07-23 05:20 pm (UTC)Re: QUESTIONS?
From:One
Date: 2011-07-23 04:56 pm (UTC)It’s not exactly a field. And Sam is ever mindful that this isn’t really pyramid. When she closes her eyes, Kara sees the clear sky of that afternoon, feels the cool grass under her back, hears the ringing laughter of Zak and his friends. It’s the same weight and forbidden energy between them.
This time, she’s naked under Lee as he trusts hard and fast into her. Joe’s is quiet except for their ecstatic moans. Lee’s driving her into cold metal decking. The only blue she sees is the light of his eyes. And she almost hopes they get caught.
zak’s bed, NC-17
Lee’s lying on Zak’s academy bunk, trying to keep his brother’s girlfriend out of his head. It’s not working. Even this place is filled with her, massage lotion tucked under the bed, black bra sticking out from the locker and the faint scent of sex and cigars. Visions of Kara Thrace riding his little brother into this very bed harden his cock. Closing his eyes, Lee unzips and begins to stroke. Maybe if he just indulges a little.
He’s about half way there when he hears her coo, “Need some help?”
Her hand’s on his before he can say no.
adama’s couch, NC-17
Kara’s naked, straddling his lap as he’s pressed into the worn brown leather of the couch in his father’s quarters. Lee’s not even going to pretend this hasn’t been a fantasy since before the war when he was only thinking of how to get through the Decommissioning Ceremony.
Real is better. She’s flush with orgasm, and her fingers tickle down his engorged cock. “Need you now,” she whispers as she moves up and back down onto him. She sets a fast but necessary pace. Her breasts bounce. She moans his name and he spills into her. A million times better.
pegasus, R
There’s an energy to this place, a female energy. It’s got Kara all sorts of turned on before Cain demotes Lee and makes her CAG. As she rounds into the locker room to find Lee alone only in a towel, Kara likes this power shift.
Dogging the hatch, Kara licks her lips and rakes over Lee’s wet flesh. “So Lieutenant…”
“Kara.” He stares as she strips, his eyes growing dark.
She pulls away his towel, runs a finger down his hardness. “You know you wanna.”
Before Kara knows what hit her, she’s against the hatch and Lee’s trusting inside her.
shower, NC-17
Lee’s just standing there in the middle of the head, tense from stims, rattled from the Olympic Carrier. And numb. Kara knows. She feels it too.
She takes his hand, leads to the back shower stall, washes him, like the fragile god he is, pulling soap down his limbs, massaging his muscles. Lee stares over her head.
So her fingers find a rhythm along his cock, until he’s hard and pulsing. She can’t give him much but she can give him this. Dropping to her knees, Kara takes him down her throat. Swallows his pain and guilt with his cum.
Re: One
Date: 2011-07-23 05:06 pm (UTC)Re: One
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Date: 2011-07-23 05:25 pm (UTC)Re: One
From:Re: One
Date: 2011-07-23 05:50 pm (UTC)Also love the bit about the female energy power dynamic on the Pegasus. Yes, I imagine there would be that! <3
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Date: 2011-07-23 07:29 pm (UTC)Re: One
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Date: 2011-07-24 03:25 pm (UTC)Re: One
From:Kinky Bingo #1
Date: 2011-07-23 05:21 pm (UTC)The grass is soft beneath her back, the sun bright in the blue sky above them. There’s nothing to hide them, nothing to hide this. Lee makes love to her on this new world, a new beginning—she knows that’s what he’s thinking.
She wraps his arms around him, holds him close, keeps him inside her for as long as he’ll last. She wants to feel this—feel grounded, connected, close to him one last time.
When it’s over, she’ll be gone. She’s not ready to go, not yet. He deserves one last moment of pleasure to remember her by.
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She Cleans up Good, Panties R
Lee’s hands gather up the fall of blue silk, impatient to touch her. Kara in a dress might be a once in a lifetime opportunity, so he certainly wasn’t going to let it go to waste.
His hands finally find the soft skin hidden beneath the dress and it’s hot under his touch. His fingers trace upwards, and he feels her skin tremble in his wake, but it’s his turn to shudder when his hands find lace the only thing between him and her.
He hardens even more, imagining Kara laid bare before him in nothing but those lace panties.
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Frakked Over, Rough Sex NC-17
Lee’s hands are bruising on her hips, thrusting into her with a punishing speed that has Kara mindlessly moaning as she grinds back against him. Pleasure and pain mix within her, rushing through her veins with each beat of her heart until she can’t tell which one has her coming with a shout.
But Lee’s not done yet, he keeps pounding away, pushing all of his frustration and anger and hurt into her and she takes it willingly. She’s frakked him over in more ways than he’s ever deserved, she figures he deserves to do the same back to her.
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Permission, Teasing NC-17
“Kara—ungh—”
“You know the rules, Lee,” she says with a smirk and shake of her head.
He’s not allowed to beg, not allowed to ask or plead or anything. Kara will do what she wants when she’s damned well ready and he has to lie there and wait. She traces her lips and tongue along his inner thigh, his hip, everywhere but where he most wants her mouth.
If he so much as sounds like he’s asking for her, the longer he’ll have to wait to feel her mouth, hot and wet, slick and perfect, around his cock.
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Good Girl, Handcuffs R
Kara’s not going anywhere, not this time. She’s beautiful, cuffed to his bed, stripped naked and staring up at Lee with lust and danger darkening her eyes. He undresses slowly, making her watch and wait, before crawling over her, sliding inside her. She moans and curses as he fraks her any way he pleases.
He’s tired of the games, tired of coming so close only to have her run off in the middle or after. She said she’d stay, let him tie her up and frak her into oblivion.
Maybe if she’s good, he’ll let her go before morning comes.
Re: Kinky Bingo #1
Date: 2011-07-23 05:28 pm (UTC)These are great, bb! <3<3
Re: Kinky Bingo #1
Date: 2011-07-23 05:51 pm (UTC)And the last two, so delicious!
Re: Kinky Bingo #1
Date: 2011-07-23 07:33 pm (UTC)Re: Kinky Bingo #1
Date: 2011-07-23 09:25 pm (UTC)But the last two are just... *guh* *faints*
Re: Kinky Bingo #1
Date: 2011-07-24 09:10 pm (UTC)Whipping the Muse, #1 (with bonus drabble)
Date: 2011-07-23 11:27 pm (UTC)Kara squirms on the hospital bed, face flushed with pain when Lee arrives.
"Doc says I can't have any more painkillers. Stupid jerk. Can’t frakking sleep."
Lee stands next to her. "Sorry, Kara."
"Frak," she curses, gritting her teeth.
“Breathe through it,” he offers uselessly.
“Frak off, Lee. Do something that will actually help.”
He thinks for a moment and slides his fingers up her thigh to the V between her legs. Kara sinks back into the pillow with a sigh.
She’s tight and wet and comes with her hand clamped hard over her mouth.
“Perfect.” She closes her eyes.
***
Not Your Best Friend, Supply Closet, R
Lee has Kara pinned against the racks of supplies, slamming into her from behind, staring at the white of her knuckles as she holds on.
They’ve got five minutes until Gaeta’s calls them to fight. They’re working out their own fight in private. Kara thought her bad attitude slipped by unnoticed until he grabbed her and pushed her into the closet. Even then she challenged him, not believing he’d do it.
“You’re still acting like your everyone’s best friend, Lee,” she snaps.
When he’s done, they’re both panting, her body still shuddering from orgasm.
“Nevermind. Friends don’t frak like that.”
***
Resolutions, Cuddle Space, R
They resolve their argument the way they always do, with harsh words and sometimes punches. Inevitably with a frak.
Arguments are forgotten when he’s inside her, with his arms gripping her tightly, his mouth on her breasts or her neck or in her hair. He always comes shouting her name, and she shudders harder, reveling in the sound of it, feeling desired and forgiven.
But it’s afterwards, when they’re sticky and spent that she thinks they just might work. When the barriers are down and Starbuck and Apollo go away. Then it’s just Kara and Lee and nothing else matters.
***
Forming an Alliance, Basestar, NC-17
“Kara, not sure this negotiation strategy is going to work with the cylons…unghh.” Her tongue swirls around the head of his dick; her hands glide along the shaft.
“I thought you liked my negotiation techniques?” She asks, taking him fully into her mouth and suddenly he can’t answer, just pushes into her throat and groans. Her chuckle vibrates down to his balls and arousal spikes.
He tries to hold back, focuses on the wall’s pulsing red light. Think about the cylons. The war. Anything. Nothing works, her mouth feels too good. He tangles his fingers into her hair and comes.
***
BONUS DRABBLE OF THE PG-13 VARIETY
Adventures at the Alliance Table, Basestar, PG-13
Kara and Lee have been chosen to represent the Fleet in the first talks between cylon and human. They’re given special quarters together, one bed on a raised platform in an otherwise empty room.
“What the frak is this?” she asks, her fingers trailing over the silk bed linens.
Lee looks around, his expression befuddled as he stares at the bed. “I have no idea. I hope they don’t expect a performance.” He loosens his tie and looks around.
When his eyes swing back to Kara, she’s on the bed, a sexy smile on her face. “They might not, Lee, but I do.”
***
The Last to Leave, Temple of Athena, R
It takes forever for Laura to leave the Temple. She has to touch everything, write it all down, pontificate on how her death will…blah blah blah.
Kara doesn’t give a shit. She’s been away from Lee for a week and that woman keeps needing him.
She finally leaves and Kara yanks Lee into a dark space and pushes her hand into his pants. He wants it just as badly and squeezes her breasts with both hands.
“Gods, finally,” he pants against her mouth.
When she finally sinks down on him, her head falls back and she’s sure she sees stars.
Re: Whipping the Muse, #1 (with bonus drabble)
Date: 2011-07-24 12:13 am (UTC)Re: Whipping the Muse, #1 (with bonus drabble)
From:Re: Whipping the Muse, #1 (with bonus drabble)
Date: 2011-07-24 12:21 am (UTC)And Resolutions is just cuddle-riffic!
Re: Whipping the Muse, #1 (with bonus drabble)
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Date: 2011-07-24 03:02 am (UTC)Re: Whipping the Muse, #1 (with bonus drabble)
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Date: 2011-07-24 04:26 pm (UTC)I swear I'm only doing one today :)
Date: 2011-07-24 12:05 am (UTC)Kissing, NC-17
Lee pants, fingers straining against the smooth wall of the shower enclosure while Kara, on her knees in front of him, sprinkles light, chaste kisses along his cock. Her lips brush over his sensitive skin but don’t linger. The sensation is maddening; he needs her tongue, her mouth, her throat--he groans, finally grabs her head.
Kara pulls back, grins up at him as Lee threads his fingers tightly into her hair. Her eyes are bright and teasing. “Something you wanted, Captain?”
He pulls her head forward, thrusts his cock down her throat as she leans into him, comes so hard.
Last Time, R
Zak is passed out drunk on the floor again, along with a few of his fellow cadets. Lee and Kara’s eyes meet hungrily over the bodies. Last weekend they promised each other it was the last time, promised themselves.
Now, ambrosia pounding in their veins, there’s no promise that could keep them from slipping silently down the hall into an empty bedroom and frantically pulling off each others’ clothes, muffling screams with kisses as they come together. This is too perfect, too exquisite, more necessary than breathing. When it’s over they don’t even pretend anymore that they could ever stop.
Almost Caught, NC-17
Tigh’s voice rumbles on the other side of the hatch and they freeze, Lee lodged deep inside Kara’s body as he presses her into the wall.
“Could have sworn I heard Starbuck shouting something or other,” Tigh growls faintly.
She starts to giggle, struggling to stay silent, only her gasping breath giving away her mirth.
Lee’s knees start to shake as Kara’s laughter sets her body trembling, vibrating around his cock. He clutches roughly at her hips, thrusting involuntarily. Kara’s head snaps back against the wall with a thunk. They freeze again.
“Huh,” Tigh snorts, and continues down the hall.
Domination, R
Kara tenses as Lee ties her down.
He tightens knot in the rope around her wrist, then pauses. “We don’t have to--”
“No.” She cuts him off. “You need this.” Ever since their affair began, she’s felt his anger that she’s not fully his, that she ever married Sam. “I’m yours tonight,” Kara promises.
The way his mouth slowly curves into a possessive smile tells her just how much he needs this.
“You are mine,” Lee growls, and leans down to suck at her neck, hard enough to mark. His hands grope roughly as she arches against him. “All mine.”
Secrecy, R
He hated keeping secrets when he knew they would hurt Zak, but now that it’s just them against the frat regs Lee can’t deny there’s something incredibly hot about keeping his relationship with Kara a secret.
Lee traces his fingers around her kneecap under the table while they sit at dinner until she squirms; Kara eye-fraks him from the back of the ready-room until he can’t remember who’s on CAP. Whenever there’s a chance they frak: in the shower, the bunkroom, under her Viper. And every minute the secret burns inside him: Kara Thrace is his, and he is hers.
Re: I swear I'm only doing one today :)
Date: 2011-07-24 12:29 am (UTC)Re: I swear I'm only doing one today :)
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From:Kinky Bingo #2
Date: 2011-07-24 02:00 am (UTC)“What?” Kara pants impatiently.
Lee knows exactly why he’s stopped, holding himself still as he’s buried within her. He wants to commit every moment of this to memory. The way she looked spread beneath him, the smell of the sweat on her skin, the sound of her voice, the feel of her hot and tight around him.
Most importantly, the way she tastes. He bends down, and captures her lips with his own. Soft and pleading at first, before his tongue slides in, probing deep. Her lips part beneath his, arms tangling around his neck, holding him in the kiss.
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Best Laid Plans, Seduction R
The head was mysteriously silent when Lee finally stepped out of the shower. This was normally the busiest time of the day. He shrugged it off and went to brush his teeth, but when he looked into the mirror, he knew he wouldn’t be focusing on hygiene anytime soon.
Reflected from behind him, Kara sat on a bench, completely naked with her legs spread and waiting for him to come frak her, and Lee couldn’t resist himself for another minute.
Lee wouldn’t find out until later about the mysterious “Out of Order” sign someone had put up on the hatch.
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Soothing, Lotion R
Kara peels back her flight suit, griping and complaining the whole time. “Son of a bitch,” she hisses, examining the backs of her legs, which are, of course, rubbed red and raw from sweat on rubber. She drops the suit and peels off her flight shorts.
“Come here,” Lee says. When she doesn’t, he grabs her by the wrist and tugs her over to his rack. “Turn around.”
The lotion on his hands is cool and soothing as he works it over the sore skin, then slowly higher until his fingers dip beneath her briefs and she’s on fire again.
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Everyone Wins, Oral Sex NC-17
“Today we’re going to be flying b-basic—“
Lee paused, trying to gain control of his breathing. Frak. His hands tightened on the podium and continued to push his way through the rest of his briefing, trying to keep his voice as even as normal.
He couldn’t let on that right now, hidden from view, Starbuck was on her knees with her hot, slick mouth working his cock, tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing, fingers stroking, until he was losing his mind.
He didn’t know what would happen if the others realized, but it might be the best bet he’d ever lost.
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Good Things Come In Small Packages, Lingerie R
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Kara holds the garment, if you could even call it that, at arms length as though she had picked up the slimiest piece of Raider guts in the worlds. “There is no frakking way you are getting me to wear this.”
Lee’s face falls for a moment, but a grin finally works its way across his face. “In the time you have stood there complaining about it, you could have put it on, and I could have ripped it off you and been frakking you right now.”
Suddenly, it sounded like a good idea.
Re: Kinky Bingo #2
Date: 2011-07-24 02:36 am (UTC)Re: Kinky Bingo #2
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From:One shy of a bingo *sigh*
Date: 2011-07-24 02:33 am (UTC)He kisses an apology into her hair, light touches of his lips graze her brow, her cheek.
“I’m sorry,” he whispers along the shell of her ear, breath moist on her neck.
He makes amends against her shoulder, licking and grazing with his teeth.
Sighs of a promise to do better along the curve of her breast, swirls a please around her nipple.
His begging nips at her hipbone, the tender flesh of her inner thigh.
He pays penance at the altar of her womanhood, makes it up to her in the flicks of his tongue.
She shudders her forgiveness.
***
Lies, Damned Lies, Silence, R
It makes her crazy to stay quiet, to stifle herself when all she wants to do is scream. She’s promised to keep it together, hold on until Lee convinces them. She’s not a cylon. Not even close. When he comes back with that sour look on his face, she wants to hit something.
He watches her pace, tries to explain and she shoves him against the wall, mouth silencing his words. She doesn’t want to hear the betrayal, needs to go back to where they were before. She shouts when he fraks her. It’s the only thing that feels real.
***
Candy, Food, R
Helo’s famous for his lollipops and when Kara comes into his office sucking on one, he can’t keep his eyes off. He sends everyone away, watching as Kara’s tongue swirls around the red glistening candy. She sucks, drags it down and off her tongue, makes a slapping noise with her mouth.
His hands are in his pants under the desk, stroking himself hard; he eases back to watch. Her lips curl around the smooth surface, cheeks sucking in as her lips redden.
He pumps faster. Her lips curve into a smile. She bites down with a sharp crack. He comes.
***
Bound Tight, Infidelity, R
When Kara comes back from the planet with her hands blackened from fire, Lee thinks that’s it. They’re trapped and she’s with Sam. He stays with Dee because he has to; still feels sick that he ordered her to rescue her. He’s all but given up trying to be the man he thought he was.
Later, none of it matters anymore because Kara’s got her bandaged hands above her head and his face between her legs. He meets her eyes the way he can’t with Dee. She understands his guilt. Has her own, too.
Trapped doesn’t even begin to cover it.
Re: One shy of a bingo *sigh*
Date: 2011-07-24 02:47 am (UTC)Re: One shy of a bingo *sigh*
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From:Belated Bingo
Date: 2011-07-25 08:07 pm (UTC)Lotion, R
Standing in her towel, still dripping from her shower she whined, "No, Lee...I told you I can do it myself!"
"Sure," he nodded. "You can do everything, you are Starbuck, super-woman and all capable goddess, but for kicks just let me PRETEND to help here."
"I doubt Dee would like that. What happened to not cheating, Mr. Morals?"
"I'm not cheating, Kara." He said softly, "Your hands are wrecked. I'm helping a fellow pilot."
Letting her towel flutter to the ground, she stared him down unmercifully. "Fine, show me how one platonically lotions up a naked woman."
He swallowed thickly, he wasn't fooling anyone.
***
Rough sex, R
The pain of their combined pasts misdeeds had been building for so long that they didn't have the control to be gentle with each other when they finally became lovers. They tried. He tried so hard to take her tenderly. He never could. His anger and hers stripped them bare of decorum until all they could feel was rage and lust. Pain and pleasure twisting together until they became inseparable. She knew she'd earned it and she took his anger upon her body without comment. Besides, she had her own fury to exorcise on his. She'd earned that too.
***
Cuddle space, NC-17
He could feel his heartbeat through his cock, which was still buried deep inside her. Or maybe it was hers. He couldn’t tell. He loved this moment. This short space of time where they were still connected, still one but no longer driven by their all consuming need to dominate each other. Relief, intimacy, love. It never lasted. In a moment she'd push him off and leave like she always did. But right now, she just held him like she'd never wanted anything else. He waited for her push for freedom. He waited, but thankfully this time, it didn't come.
***
Silence, R
Kara did not want to talk about it. Their situation was what it was and she refused to wallow in the discussion about why. How could it possibly matter now? Even as he snapped his hips roughly into hers, she bit her lip to keep the words buried. Even as he slammed her wrists painfully against the metal of the wall behind them, she fought to remain silent. Only as she came harshly around his rough and angry thrusts did she finally surrender.
"Gods! Uhnn . . . LEE!"
Relived, he sagged against her. He'd take what he could get.
***
Flirtation, R
She could get him hard with a look. Across the flight deck. In the briefing room. Hell, even in the CIC. One measured gaze and he'd be gone, cursing and excusing himself for the nearest head. Her mischievous smirk, the way she bit her lip, the roll of her neck, all well orchestrated maneuvers to frak with his control.
"Kara, you need to stop." He begged, "I can't be CAG with a constant hard-on."
She just grinned.
"Why Captain," she smiled, rolling her neck as her hands traveled over her breasts to linger on her bared stomach. "Whatever do you mean?"
***
Re: Belated Bingo
Date: 2011-07-26 02:40 am (UTC)In a moment she'd push him off and leave like she always did. But right now, she just held him like she'd never wanted anything else. He waited for her push for freedom. He waited, but thankfully this time, it didn't come.
Gah. So fantastic.
"I can't be CAG with a constant hard-on."
Yes, you can, bb. Yes you can! \o/ These are made of win!
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